When Lin Junxuan arrived at the study, Luo Qiyan and Luo Chang, the two siblings, were already reading in the morning with their books, and their voices were clear and very good. At the door of the study, the old butler stood silently with his hands behind his back.

"Lord Butler, Lin Gongzi brought it. Fu Cai walked to the door of the study, bowed, and then said.

Hearing Fucai call Lin Junxuan 'Lin Gongzi', a look of surprise flashed in the old housekeeper's eyes, but he didn't say anything, just bowed slightly: "You go down." ”

"Yes, Butler. Fu Cai bowed again, and then turned around and walked out.

"Come in," the old housekeeper looked at Lin Junxuan: "Every morning in the future, you will have to come here on time and accompany the son and the young lady to read early, understand?"

"Understood," Lin Junxuan nodded, and then stepped into the study. Luo Qiyan and Luo Chang were still reading in the morning, and when Lin Junxuan came in, only Luo Qiyan's eyes glanced from behind the book, and quickly turned his face away.

Stepping into the study, at first glance, Lin Junxuan saw a large plaque of Red Dragon and Green Land Kowloon hanging on the opposite wall, with four words written on it: 'Jun, Minister, Father, Son'! As soon as he looked up, Lin Junxuan only felt that the plaque hanging on the wall had turned into a prince with a majestic demeanor sitting on it.

"This man has a lot of momentum, and he seems to have integrated his personal will into these four. As soon as this plaque was hung, there was a majestic atmosphere in the study, which made people dare not have the slightest laziness. Lin Junxuan himself is very good at calligraphy, and these four characters feel completely different in his eyes.

"'Monarch, minister, father, and son' is the highest program of society under the rule of this emperor, and the so-called monarch, minister, father, and son means that the king must be like a king, and the courtiers must be like a courtier...... The person who wrote these four words holds a lot of power in his hands, and he says one thing and the other, and he is a gentleman, a minister, a father, and a son! This plaque is hung in the study, which is naturally used by the owner of the study to motivate his children. The only one who can write these four words is the purple-clothed marquis that Lin Junxuan has never met.

From the moment Lin Junxuan entered the room, the old housekeeper had been watching him from behind, and Lin Junxuan's every move could not escape his eyes. When Lin Junxuan looked up at the plaque, a look of appreciation flashed in the old housekeeper's eyes, and he nodded secretly.

"Do you know the meaning of these words, my son?" asked the old butler.

Lin Junxuan turned his head, looked at the old housekeeper in surprise, then nodded, and only replied with eight words: "Junjun, minister, father, son!"

The sound of reading in the study suddenly stopped, and Luo Chang, whose eyes had never left the book, raised his head from the book and looked at Lin Junxuan in a daze, and there was finally a trace of color in those eyes that had no expression. After only staying for a moment, Luo Chang turned around and continued to look at his book, and after a while, the sound of reading sounded again.

Hearing Lin Junxuan's reply, the old housekeeper just nodded and didn't say anything more.

Looking away from the plaque, Lin Junxuan saw three rows of long bookshelves on the left side of the study at a glance. Each shelf was neatly lined with books, many of which were yellowed, apparently old books. These books are also all divided into categories, "classics, history, children, and collections" are listed in them, in addition to these, there are also "wild history", "Zhiwei", etc., among them, Lin Junxuan also saw that the division mark is the word "Yu".

"Could it be the Yu Dynasty!" Lin Junxuan's heart suddenly jumped, this world is very secretive about the 'Yu Dynasty' that has disappeared, especially why the Yu Dynasty suddenly collapsed and caused three hundred years of turmoil, the Central Dragon Court of the Hongji Dynasty actually ordered that 'historians shall not record within a hundred years'!

"The books in the study, except for the books related to the 'Yu Dynasty', you can borrow and read them at will. The old butler's voice came again.

"He's been watching me. A thought crossed his mind in an instant, Lin Junxuan didn't like the feeling of being watched, but he didn't turn around, and as soon as his body turned, Lin Junxuan walked straight to another desk, on which lay a thin booklet, Lin Junxuan knew that this was for himself. When he opened it, Lin Junxuan smiled bitterly in his heart, it was "Thousand Words". At this moment, a gaze came over, and Lin Junxuan didn't need to look at it to know that he could see it from the left, that is, the little girl named Luo Qiyan.

"I guess it was the idea of this Miss Houfu, who was afraid that I didn't know much literacy, so she gave me this easiest book. Lin Junxuan guessed correctly, this book is indeed Luo Qiyan's idea. Seeing Lin Junxuan unintentionally glance at this side, the little girl stuck out her tongue, turned her head again, and read the book seriously.

In the study, Miss Hou Luo Qiyan has a seat, and Luo Chang, the son of Hou Mansion, also has a seat, but Lin Junxuan has no seat, and there is no preparation in the study, and he has no intention of preparing a stool for him. This must be another rule set by the owner of the study.

Although up to now, Lin Junxuan has never seen the Marquis in Ziyi, nor has he heard other people mention it, but in the study, just these few small details have already made Lin Junxuan understand what kind of person this Hou Ye is. Although they hadn't met yet, the purple-clothed marquis had already exerted an invisible pressure on Lin Junxuan. Although the purple-clothed marquis is not there, his aura and majesty are permeated everywhere in this study.

Holding this familiar "Thousand Words", Lin Junxuan took a breath, and then read it aloud, he read it very slowly and rhythmically. Reading is not only about knowing words, but also about rhythm, sentence truncation, pauses, and tone of voice...... Wait a minute. As soon as Lin Junxuan spoke, his voice was filled with an invisible tension and beauty, as if he was not reading an old-fashioned article, but reciting a story and narrating a legend, which made people can't help but fall into it.

Lin Junxuan's voice was not loud, and it did not overshadow the voices of the two brothers and sisters, but the two brothers and sisters threw themselves at Lin Junxuan from time to time, the eyes of the two people flickered, and the voice of the original flat changed slightly, and they began to unconsciously learn Lin Junxuan's reading method.

At the door of the study, the old housekeeper listened to the recitation of the two brothers and sisters from the beginning of the strange, without any sense of peace, and later, the recitation of the two brothers and sisters, although it did not reach the same as Lin Junxuan, but it was somewhat decent, and the frowning brows slowly relaxed.

Before you know it, it's time.

"Knock," there was a knock on the door, and two maidservants at the door, holding two jasper plates, stood respectfully outside the door.

"Lord butler, the hour has come, and the lady sent the slave maid to the son and the young lady to send it early. The slave girl who was one step ahead bowed her head and said respectfully.

In the study, Luo Chang and Luo Qiyan both looked at the old housekeeper, and the faces of the two children were full of begging.

"Alright," the old butler smiled, "Childe and Miss can stop and have some breakfast." ”

"Wow, it's good to be Uncle Gu," Luo Qiyan jumped down from the chair, cheered, ran over, hugged the old housekeeper's leg, and the old housekeeper smiled.

The two maidservants put the plates on the table in the study and withdrew. Luo Qiyan grabbed a piece of flower cake, took a small bite, and before swallowing it in his mouth, he saw that Lin Junxuan was still on the side and did not move, and said in surprise: "Let's eat together, the hour has passed, there is no need to study." ”

Turning his head, Luo Qiyan greeted the little boy vaguely again: "Brother, brother, eat breakfast, the flower cakes made by Mama Liu are very delicious." ”

"Hmm. Luo Chang replied softly, put down the book, and walked over here, he walked very slowly, with an aura of maturity that did not match his age.

"This little boy of the Hou Mansion should be learning his father to walk. Lin Junxuan glanced at it and said in his heart. The father's influence on a boy is far greater than that of a mother, especially a dignified father, who will invisibly affect his children.

Putting down the book, Lin Junxuan was not in a hurry to eat breakfast, and slowly walked to the bookshelf, Lin Junxuan slowly browsed the collection of books in the Hou Mansion.

There is not enough time, Lin Junxuan is not ready to browse them one by one, just browse the titles of those books, and have a little bottom in his heart.

'Classics, History, Sons, Collections', 'Wild History', 'Prose Miscellaneous', 'Yu History', Lin Junxuan looked all the way, and suddenly, Lin Junxuan found that there was a bookcase in the back row of the study that was much narrower than the others, and on the side of the bookshelf, there was a word 'Dao'.

"Could it be ......" Lin Junxuan's heart moved, and he was about to pass, when suddenly a young boy's voice came into his ears: "That's my father's bookshelf, no one can move it except my father!"

Turning around, Lin Junxuan saw Luo Chang holding a piece of flower cake in his hand and eating it silently, his eyes were looking at himself: "There, it is the forbidden place of the study, and the books on the shelves are not even allowed to be read by us." After saying this, Luo Chang lowered his head and ate the flower cake by himself.

"I can't even read my own pair of children, is it really a Taoist book," Lin Junxuan turned around, without the slightest expression on his face, but his heart was already full of thoughts: "Could it be that this purple-clothed marquis is still a master of cultivation?"

Lin Junxuan glanced up at the old housekeeper, not far away, the old housekeeper was holding his hands, his face was light and breezy, just like a stereotypical ordinary housekeeper. Lin Junxuan remembered the night when he first entered the mansion, when the coachman screamed, and when he turned his head, he saw the old butler standing behind him, like a ghost.

Lin Junxuan was very sure that he was walking towards the carriage at that time, and there was no one else on Lin'an Street except himself and the galloping carriage.

"There's a good chance this old butler is a 'real person' who doesn't show his face. Walking to the table quietly, Lin Junxuan picked up a piece of flower cake and chewed it slowly. Lin Junxuan ate very slowly and chewed very finely.

"You're slow to eat. A voice came from his side, Lin Junxuan was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and just met Luo Qiyan's big eyes. Lin Junxuan eats very slowly, with a kind of elegance as light as the wind. Now that his blood essence is stable, he doesn't have to chew and devour it like before, and eating a few pieces of flower cakes in the morning is enough to maintain the energy consumption in the morning.

The little girl is usually confined in the mansion, rarely goes out, and the people she has seen are pitiful, Lin Junxuan's every move makes this canary-like little girl in the cage curious.

Facing the little girl's twinkling eyes, Lin Junxuan just smiled, continued to chew slowly, ate two pieces of flower cakes, and drank some dew rice porridge, Lin Junxuan stopped eating.

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