Chapter 545: The thousands of books in Tingchao Pavilion are not as good as Zongjia Chest Middle Sch

Everyone moved, leaving only the maids who stayed in place, not daring to move. After all, Tingchao Pavilion was a forbidden area, and they did not dare to take a step closer to the loft, otherwise they would be regarded as miscreants by the guards in the pavilion, and they would be attacked directly. Even Xu Fengnian couldn't blame them for killing.

The four of them arrived at Tingchao. The atmosphere was majestic. They raised their eyes to the top of the attic. Xu Xiao's eyes were complicated. This attic had spires and layers of cornices, making it look like one in all directions.

Xu Xiao chuckled and said:

"I heard that Chao Pavilion claimed that there were six floors, but in fact there were nine floors inside. However, I was worried that some people in the capital would make sarcastic remarks when they were full, so it ended up like this."

Xu Xiao looked a little aggrieved, like a loyal general who had been wronged but was still loyal to the Liyang royal family.

Xu Zongjia rolled his eyes vaguely. If Xu Zongjia hadn't used the Qi-gaining method before coming up and knew the layout of the formation, he would have believed Xu Xiao's lies.

Even Xu Fengnian on the side couldn't help but take a step away from me, for fear of being misunderstood as the same person.

Among the few people, only Nangong Pushe didn't respond. To her, whether Xu Xiao was a loyal minister or a hero, it had nothing to do with her. She only cared about whether she could realize what she wanted in Tingchao Pavilion. May I kill my enemies with my own hands.

Xu Xiao was also a person who had eyes and ears in all directions, so he naturally took in everyone's expressions and quietly changed the topic.

"There are corridors on the lower four floors, 50% to 60% of which can be used as an observation hall. There are no books or objects on the top floor. There is nothing. There are five people in the pavilion who are responsible for the placement of martial arts secret books. They will be arranged according to the difficulty of practice. Arranged from bottom to top, they are all willing to guard my house for the martial arts secrets in the pavilion, which is what people in the world call pavilion slaves."

Xu Xiao, who was slightly hunched over, chuckled and led everyone into the hall. What they saw was a relief sculpture of "Dunhuang Flying Immortals" carved in white marble. The flying immortals in the painting were as tall as real people with flowing robes. Even the well-informed Nangong servant Shedu was slightly stunned. Only Xu Zongjia just glanced at it and then looked away, not caring at all.

"There are 30,000 volumes of introductory martial arts in the west hall on this floor. They are not very valuable, but they are just things I collected to occupy a place and to fill the window!"

"The second floor is the dark floor. There are four thousand volumes of unique books from various schools, as well as some rare weapons."

"The third floor contains 20,000 volumes of profound treasures and secrets. The fourth floor is just some strange stones and antiques. The fifth and sixth floors are the magical secrets that the wealthy people in the world are trying to do. For this reason, they do not hesitate to take risks and fly into the fire like moths. In the past few years, there have been many mass graves. There are a lot of people like this buried. The higher level is not accessible to ordinary people. Mr. Xu can read it as he likes, but Young Hero Nangong doesn’t have to go any further!"

When Xu Xiao said this, he paused and glanced meaningfully at Nangong Pushe. The warning was self-evident.

Nangong Pushe knew clearly, and she naturally heard the meaning of Xu Xiao's words. She could reach the sixth floor at most, and there was no place where she could enter and exit at will. Only the ignorant Xu Zongjia next to her could Eligible to view.

After Nangong Pushe was treated differently, he was not angry at all. He was just very curious about Xu Zongjia's abilities and skills. What kind of talent could make Xu Xiao spend such money? He even had a somewhat respectful attitude.

Everyone in the world doesn't know that Xu Xiao is famous for being unreasonable and fearless, and he is actually very respectful to the young man in front of him. At that time, Marquis Wu'an's confidant and favorite general scolded Xu Xiao because of his arrogance. In the battle of Western Chu, the head of this confidant and favorite general of Marquis Wu'an was hung on the wall of Xi Chu together with the head of the Western Chu general. On the palace wall, after Marquis Wu An found out, he dared not speak out in anger, and did not even dare to write a letter to Xu Xiao.

After Xu Xiao saw Nangong Pushe nodding to express his knowledge, he opened his mouth to introduce the situation again.

"As for the top floor, it is empty. There are no books or treasures. It is the residence of a gentleman. If Mr. Xu is interested, you can go upstairs and have a chat with this gentleman. I believe he will welcome Mr. Xu very much. Coming."

Xu Xiao thinks that Xu Zongjia and the gentleman on the top floor should get along well. After all, they are both scholars and they should have common topics.

"At his age, he has some knowledge. I'm afraid he won't be a match for Master, so let's forget it!"

Xu Fengnian got angry at this time. Originally, he had a good influence on Xu Zongjia, but when talking about Xu Yongguan's life and death, Xu Zongjia behaved too coldly, which made Xu Fengnian unhappy, so he took the opportunity to ridicule Xu Zongjia. One sentence.

Xu Xiao frowned when he heard this. He finally got in touch with Xu Zongjia. What Beiliang Palace lacked the most was a first-class master, which made him uneasy. Xu Zongjia was the talent Beiliang Palace needed most, and he was born with it. The people of Beiliang were like a pie from the sky, and Xu Xiao didn't want his duck to fly away.

"Fengnian, why are you talking!"

This was the first time that Xu Xiao reprimanded Xu Fengnian so seriously. Even though Xu Fengnian usually talked like an old man and even chased Xu Xiao with a chicken feather blanket, Xu Xiao never got angry once and even coaxed Xu Fengnian. It can be seen that How shameless and dignified Xu Xiao is in front of Xu Fengnian, and how doting he is on his son.

"There is no need to be angry in Dazhu Kingdom!"

Xu Zongjia stopped Xu Xiao's move. It seemed that except calling Xu Xiao King of Northern Liang when they met for the first time, he always called Xu Xiao Dazhuguo when they met again this time.

Xu Xiao also understood that it was because Xu Zongjia thought of Xu Yongguan's affection that he called himself Dazhu Kingdom, which also made Xu Xiao feel that the relationship was a little closer. From this point alone, Xu Xiao dared to conclude that Xu Zongjia was extremely filial to Xu Yongguan and was not a heartless person.

"Your Majesty, I must be very curious as to why Dazhu Kingdom treats me as a distinguished guest and respects me so much?"

Xu Zongjia raised his eyes and stared into Xu Fengnian's eyes. There was a sharp edge in his eyes, which made Xu Fengnian feel a little afraid. He did not dare to look at each other and tilted his head slightly, pretending to be indifferent.

"Why?"

"This is because Dazhu Kingdom is more discerning than you, Crown Prince, and knows that I, Xu Zongjia, have the world in my heart. I understand all of the classics and history, chess, calligraphy and painting, military strategy, yin and yang skills, Qimen Dunjia, Feng Shui and Kanyu, and agricultural and mulberry water conservancy. Not good at all!"

Xu Zongjia did not exude an imposing aura, but it shocked everyone. Even Xu Xiao was dumbfounded and looked at Xu Zongjia blankly. He only knew that Xu Zongjia was a master in the Confucian sage realm, but he did not expect that he would be an all-rounder. After all, he really didn't understand how Xu Zongjia, a veteran soldier, could learn such skills.

Xu Zongjia glanced around and said proudly.

"Although there are thousands of books in this attic, they are not as good as one-tenth of what Zong Jia has learned in his chest!"

The voice was not loud, but it was deafening. Although the words were crazy, it was difficult for the three of them to question it.