"What are you doing here?" the sword enveloped the five maids, who felt that their sword was out of their control, as if they had suddenly come to life, like a fish in the palm of their hands, struggling to fall to the ground. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a sword momentum.

As swordsmen, they don't know what the sword represents, and they have a trace of admiration for this unfeminine master.

The woman in purple explained: "What is the difference between the master driving us away and letting me die? Perhaps we can leave Jinling City, but the legal net is restored, and we are deeply favored by the emperor and should serve His Majesty the emperor, and if we break our oath and leave, he will surely die one day. ”

"So what do you say?"

Several girls lowered their heads: "The slave doesn't dare." ”

"Since you call me master, do I tell you to do whatever you want, and you all do it without complaint?" he asked suddenly.

The master commanded, but the slave did not dare to disobey. ”

"Okay, then, I'll give the first order. After a pause, Zhuo Bufan was very serious: "First of all, you stand up first, strictly speaking, we are about the same age, and I really can't afford to bow down." ”

Several maids were stunned, and the woman in purple hurriedly took the lead in getting up. Zhuo Bufan nodded slightly, he felt as if he had mastered the key to getting along with a few girls: "Very good, since you want to follow me, don't call me master in the future, just call me by my name, or...... You can call it however you want, I don't care about that. Also, you should be casual and natural, and don't be so inhibited, which makes me uncomfortable. ”

"Yes, master...... Uh"

Several girls glanced at each other, they were full of tacit understanding, just glanced at each other and shouted in unison: "Young master." ”

"Hehe!" Although it sounds a little awkward, it is much better than the master, Zhuo Bufan smiled heartily: "A few girls, it's not early, let's go back!"

Zhuo Bufan asked as he walked, "By the way, you sisters, what's your name?"

You can't keep calling you a girl!

"We don't have names. For these court ladies, they had only one code name, and their names were only chosen by their masters after they were given them, heralding the beginning of a new life.

After walking for a distance, the woman in purple suddenly frowned: "Young Master, this doesn't seem to be the way to go to the Forgotten Worry Pavilion." ”

Forget the Worries?

Zhuo Bufan's words made the five maids stunned: "What kind of place is that?"

"Young master, don't you know?"

"It's the first time I've heard of it. ”

The corners of the purple-clothed woman's mouth twitched slightly, and she suddenly felt that this genius young man, known as the first sword in Jinling, had a very strange temper, "Young Master, have you forgotten that the Forget Worry Pavilion is the residence that His Majesty rewarded you with at the last banquet, haven't you been there?"

"It seems like this......" Zhuo Bufan remembered slowly, after the last banquet, there seemed to be a little eunuch who said to himself where the Forget Worry Pavilion was, and he also said that he wanted to take Zhuo Bufan to see it, but he was refused, because he didn't take this matter to heart, and he didn't want to accept the reward of His Majesty the Emperor, so he simply went back to the inn, and forgot about it after a long time.

After listening to Zhuo Bufan's words, the five maids had an urge to hit the wall and die, even the five of them knew about it, but the master never took it seriously, and even, if it wasn't for their reminder, I am afraid that the Forget Worry Pavilion rewarded by His Majesty the Emperor would become a deserted mansion.

Under the good talk of several maids, Zhuo Bufan finally compromised and went to the Forget Worry Pavilion together.

In the words of the woman in purple, the Forget Worry Pavilion is his home, and he doesn't have a home to look like.

In the process of going to the Forgotten Worry Pavilion, two of the maids arrived first, and after the arrangement was almost done, the two maids led nearly a hundred maids to stand at the door and wait for the arrival of the master.

The Pavilion is the closest mansion to the palace, and it is all carried back and forth by horse-drawn carriage, and if an ordinary person walks from the front yard to the back yard, it will take an hour or two. It is said that the Pavilion was once the residence of a prince, but the prince had ill intentions and lost his life in a political turmoil, and since then the palace has been shelved, and later His Majesty the Emperor ordered it to be renovated and turned into the current Forget Sorrow Pavilion.

When Zhuo Bufan saw the Forgotten Worry Pavilion appear in front of him, the two maids had already led the maids and the guards to stand in three rows, waiting here in a regular manner, there were a total of thirty guards, they were senior soldiers screened out from the imperial guards, each of them had the early stage of Ning Zhen's cultivation, and the silver armor covered every corner of the body, and there was also a squad leader of Ning Zhen's mid-stage cultivation.

Although the number of this team is small, they are all in good spirits, dragon spirits and tiger gods, and they are the division of kings at a glance.

They patrol the Forgetfulness Pavilion day and night, and don't even think of a mosquito coming in through the gate.

The two maids shouted, and the people behind shouted together.

"See Your Excellency. ”

Although Zhuo Bufan didn't like this place very much, he was at ease when he came, and he smiled faintly: "It's not early, let's all go back and rest!"

"My lord, I am the butler of the Forgotten Worry Pavilion, you can call me Ah Fu!" A man dressed as a butler, about fifty years old, walked forward slowly, although his figure was slightly fat, but his breath was pure and his steps were light.

Zhuo Bufan was shocked in his heart, this person actually had the strength that was not weaker than that of a mid-stage martial artist of Ning Zhen, obviously a late stage martial artist of Ning Zhen, it seemed that His Majesty the Emperor was really painstakingly about himself.

"Fubo!" Zhuo Bufan smiled kindly.

Fu Bo smiled, admiring Zhuo Bufan's easy-going and easy-going: "Young Master, please come with me." ”

Under the leadership of the housekeeper, Zhuo Bufan and the five maids came to the living room.

"Young master, I have instructed my subordinates to prepare hot water, take a short rest after bathing and changing clothes, tomorrow morning, a few ladies are walking around with you to enjoy the scenery of the Forget Worry Pavilion. ”

Madam?

Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment, thinking that His Majesty the Emperor had not only rewarded the mansion with jewels, but also given his own life's events.

"Young master, just now I have introduced the Forget Worry Pavilion to the two ladies, if there is nothing else, the old slave, I will leave first. ”

As soon as the housekeeper left, the five maids lined up in a line and stood in front of Zhuo Bufan.

"What are you?"

The woman in purple blushed slightly: "Young master, tonight, I don't know which of our sisters you want to sleep?"

"Could it be ......" Zhuo Bufan understood a little: "The five ladies that Fu Bo said just now, are they you?"

After a short period of getting along, the five court maids had a little understanding of Zhuo Bufan, the new master, and he obviously didn't know what the five palace maids given by the emperor meant.