Juechen led everyone up the steps and followed the servant's guidance all the way to the courtyard to the east. He was also fortunate to see what the famous general's mansion looked like.

Unlike the houses with smooth ridges and flat roofs in Central China, Dijon's houses have towering roofs, like arched pot lids.

A huge screen made of the Golden Eagle Map blocked the main hall and the door of the mansion. Everyone entered the main courtyard and led by the servant to a square arch on the right.

Behind the arch, you can see the courtyard wall about one and a half people tall that separates the huge mansion from a square courtyard. There is no paint on the wall, and you can see the bricks and stones that were originally built up, with ancient blue-gray color. Each yard is closed with the gate, and there is almost no guards and servants in the yard, making this huge place look even more lonely and empty.

The road paved with bluestone slabs under my feet stretched in an interlaced manner, and I don’t know where the end was. The gaps pressed out by each stone slab were straight and neat, adding a bit of integrity to the mansion. Occasionally, there were slaves passing by, and when they saw a few people, they bowed and waited quietly for them to walk past and then left quietly. There was no sound during the whole process.

As we walked along, there were almost no flowers, trees and green plants in the mansion. We only knew that a kapok tree in the yard showed a little branches. The tree had not bloomed, but only bare branches. Occasionally, a few rockery carvings were not exquisite enough, and the stone lines were hard and rigid, let alone artistic conception.

It turns out that this is the General's Mansion. The straight roads, the straight walls, and the quiet gray everywhere. Looking up, it seems that the sky above the head has also turned gray.

Qi Xiu thought that since he was a general, the mansion would inevitably be rich and elegant, and it would look luxurious and grand. Unexpectedly, the house that Yan sought to rent was not as beautiful as that of Yan. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he looked at it.

Several people followed the servant and turned left and right, and finally arrived in front of a secret courtyard.

The servant said, "Prince, please change your clothes first." After getting a cold resentment from Juechen, he turned around and said to Qi Xiu and others, "Please follow me." As he said that, he walked to the side hall first.

"I'm leaving..." Qi Xiu frowned.

She was muttering in a low voice, but the servant heard it and turned around and explained respectfully, "There are tea and pastries in the side hall, and the girl can eat and use it when she goes."

Qi Xiu's cruel appetite was aroused by the phrase "tea and pastry". Hearing this, he felt full of strength and followed without falling a step.

The servant took them to the side hall and retreated obediently. At this moment, there was no outsider around. Li Qianfan looked around and asked Shen Ying, "Do you know which general's mansion is this?"

Shen Ying shook her head and said she didn't know that although Dijon was a vassal state in the sky and the extreme, she had never been there once.

Qiankun wine drank a sip of tea, smiling but not smiling, saying inexplicably: "Jeichen is actually the general, and he hides it very deeply."

The amnesiac boy who was in a down-and-out world turned into a general, and no one could help but be surprised when he heard this.

Qi Xiu was eating pastries. Hearing Yan, he suddenly raised his head and was stunned for a few seconds. Then he realized it, "It turns out that he has recovered his memory." He said this, but she didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy.

It was a good thing that he could find a home without having to stay away, but she always felt a little empty in her heart.

"Brother Li, you have been silent since you came in, but what did you think of?" Qiankun asked.

Li Qianfan didn't say anything, which was a pity. He did think of something in his mind, especially because Juechen was the identity of the prince of General Dijon's house. It was more shocking than being surprised.

He and Yan Xun had been checking his wealth and background before, and tried countless methods. At the beginning, they could only trace the clues when he met Qi Xiu. Going forward, they cut the clues, as if there was no such person in the world.

Later, he talked with Yan Xunye, and said that Juechen's identity was secret and undocumented. He also speculated that he was either not from Zhongzhou or from a mysterious organization Jiulilou. However, everything went wrong later, and the two of them didn't have as close to Juechen's identity as before.

Who knew that just today, I just met a group of Dijon soldiers unexpectedly. They shouted to welcome the young master, and Juechen became the prince of the General's Mansion.

It is both casual and abrupt, like a joke, and I still feel that it is not real enough when I think about it.

Lost memory, wandering in the Central Plains, wandering around the world, it is difficult to be linked to such noble identities no matter what.

In addition, there is the most important point. Li Qianfan looked in the direction of the main hall with all his thoughts. Qiankunjiu once said that when he first encountered those guards in Zhuxi deserted village, he kept saying that they had killed his sister.

If Juechen is the prince, his sister should be the daughter of the general's mansion. How can a county magistrate in Zhongzhou have the ability to kill the daughter of other kings and generals...

I don’t know if he was thinking too much, but he always felt that this matter was not found out by himself, but it was even more confusing.

Li Qianfan was about to explain to Qiankunjiu, but the servant who had just left turned back and stood at the door and said to everyone, "The general is back, please go with the prince."

"This little brother, who is your general?" Qiankunjiu called the servant and asked.

The servant looked at him strangely, as if Qiankun wine had recklessly hit his master, with a somewhat displeasure expression, "What do you think of this? How dare you call the general's name casually?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Qiankunjiu explained with a smile, "It's not that we are disrespectful to the Marquis, but we just don't know the general's surname in advance. We should not know what to call him after meeting him. That's disrespectful."

"So that's the case." The servant's face suddenly improved a lot when he heard him say this. "You can just call the general later. Our Dijon is different from yours. It is very disrespectful to call people with a surname."

Of course he knew this rule, but he just wanted to find out about the identity of the general, so he pretended not to know. Who knew that he was speechless when he met such a straightforward servant.

As he said this, several people had already walked from the side hall to the main hall, and Juechen just came out from inside. After seeing everyone, his eyes paused on Qi Xiu for a moment, and he walked forward first.

"Jue... Prince." As soon as Qiankunjiu spoke, he quickly changed his name.

Juechen stopped and looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's always awkward to call it this way, otherwise we brothers will be called each other like my brothers." Qiankunjiu asked carelessly. He was obsessed with knowing the general's identity in advance, and silently prayed in his heart that Juechen should not be as honest as that servant, nor should he leave without saying a word.

Juechen looked at him expressionlessly, his sharp eyes seemed to see through his thoughts.

Qiankunjiu seemed to be nothing on his face, but his heart was already secretly fainted.

"Luyeqi." After a while, Juechen coldly threw down three words, turned around and walked forward.

It turned out that this was the residence of General Luye, the general of Dijon.

Lutuga, Juechen's father, was also the generals of Dijon. He was deeply trusted and trusted by Emperor Dijon throughout his life and made countless military achievements. Although Dijon was a vassal state of the sky, he still has independent military power and retains royal regulations, which is not unrelated to the general's iron-blooded skills. Because of this, Lutuga was granted the title of "king general" by Emperor Dijon, and is on par with the seven kings of Dijon.

Since Juechen is his son, how could he fall into the point of being poisoned and amnesia-lossed and being taught a lesson by beggars?

The servant led everyone to the main hall, looking at a picture of Juan Si in the center facing away from the door. Unlike the solemn and murderous aura of the Golden Eagle Ling Yuezhankong Tu outside, there is only a kapok tree on this Juan Si painting. The brushstrokes are delicate and soft. Although there are only one tree alone, the artistic conception is thriving and gentle.

I think this is the famous Wang Jianglutu added.

Lu Tujia is famous, but not many people have actually met him in person. Qiankunjiu was expelled from Tianji, and Shen Ying rarely participated in state affairs, so naturally she never met this general. She thought that the generals should be born with tall horses and strong Kong Wu. The man in front of her was short and fat. The robe that showed her identity made him look solid and round, without any hardness, but looked a little more funny. Her figure looked more like an ordinary little old man.

Is this really the general with great military achievements?

The servant led them to the door and gave a deep and deep gift to the general inside, before leaving.

Although there was no sound, he slowly turned around as if his eyes had appeared on his back.

A pair of sharp eyes as sharp as eagles swept across Li Qianfan and others. The sword and sword shadows on the battlefield seemed to melt into a microcosm in his eyes. The army was under pressure, and everyone was unprepared. In just a moment, they felt depressed and shocked.

With such an aura, he deserves to be the king of Dijon! Qi Xiu couldn't help but take a step back, subconsciously trying to stay away from this person. Just as Juechen stepped forward, he stood in front of her, and calmly bowed to Lutuga, "Go to my father."

Li Qianfan and others also paid a visit to him. Lu Tujiaxuxu raised his hand, "Come here, please sit down." At this time, the killing intention in his eyes faded, and he looked like an ordinary person with a straight face and serious smile.

With his permission, everyone followed Juechen into the main hall and sat down one by one on both sides. Lu Tujia bowed to everyone, "I have caused a lot of trouble to you along the way. Thank you for letting you come back safely."

Li Qianfan smiled, "General, you are polite, but the prince helped us a lot."

"Oh?" Lutujia looked at Juechen beside him in surprise, and a smile appeared on his face, "Children can also help others? How to help the Dharma?"

"Juechen's fight is very powerful!" Qi Xiu saw him smiling and looked kind and relaxed a little, and said quickly.

"Juechen?" When he heard this name, Lu Tujia was puzzled.

Li Qianfan explained, "The prince had lost his memory before and we didn't know his name, so A Xiu temporarily gave him a name. How disrespectful, please forgive me, the prince."

Juechen did not react, but Lu Tujia saw that although he was dressed as a guest in the Middle Ages, he was calm in his actions, modest but not humble, his eyes were clear and open, and his conversation was organized, and he couldn't help but secretly praise him.

He admired Li Qianfan, but Li Qianfan admired him. Although Lu Tujia was in the upper class at this time, he was not arrogant in his eyebrows and his military uniform could not show any of the battlefield. He seemed to be just a peaceful and ordinary old man, completely different from before.

If you can freely retract the aura of generals and ministers, it is difficult to find one or two in the entire sea and five continents.

"So that's it." Lutujia said, "I grew up with me in the army since I was a child. I have more skills in punching and kicking. It is a blessing to have this experience and make you friends."

As the prince of the General's Mansion, Juechen's skill is profound but not enough to be honest. He often takes action to be cruel and insulting. However, Lu Tujia does not seem to be shy about Juechen's skill.

"I am indeed beyond my reach for the prince's hidden weapon skills." Li Qianfan said.

This sentence seemed to be very similar to Lu Tu and his heart. He laughed loudly when he heard this, "I have been in my life for a long time. My son will naturally not be that weak scholar. He is not silly and can protect himself. I also like it very much. I don't expect that Qi'er is also very talented, and I am afraid I can't compare to it now." He looked at Juechen, his eyes unable to block the kindness.

Juechen said the first sentence he said after entering the house without expression, "Defend to fight against his father."

When his son's even gave a letter of war was so concise, Shen Ying curled her lips. Thinking that this general who had always honored for a lifetime had not even had a person to speak, she couldn't help but feel sympathy for him in her heart.

After talking to everyone for a while, Lutuga suddenly turned to Qixiu and asked with a smile: "How can I ask the girl?"

"My name is Qi Xiu." Qi Xiu replied.

Lutujia nodded with a smile, "The word "Prayer" means praying for blessings; the word "Embroidered" means exquisite and gorgeous. It seems that the person who gives the name of a girl has great love for the girl."

Qi Xiu grabbed her head, but she didn't understand the first half of the sentence, but she understood the second half of the sentence: "I also like the name given to me by the master."

"The general also has research on the culture of Zhongzhou?" Qiankun asked.

Lutuga said: "Dijon is adjacent to Zhongzhou, and I have heard a little about many things." He said that, and turned to Qixiu, "Miss Qi, my child has caused you a lot of trouble along the way. I don't know how to thank this father. Why don't you do this? What do you want? I should try to satisfy you?"

His words were obscure, but the meaning was obvious. Li Qianfan suddenly felt energetic. It seemed that the general did have his own unique method. No matter how peaceful he was on his face, he had already touched them all secretly. It took only half an hour from entering the door to now that he knew that Juechen was initially taken care of by Qi Xiu on the way, otherwise he would not have called her to satisfy her.

"Can I want anything?" Qi Xiu blinked his eyes, as if he was not very relieved.

"Even the stars in the sky, I can still bring them to you." Lutujia smiled.

"What's the problem? At night, I'll just put a basin of water and cast the star shadow into the water." Shen Ying couldn't help but say. This old fox had already thought about it.

"No, no. I don't want the stars." Qi Xiu waved his hand and said, "Can I want the sanitary?"

Lutujia was stunned and asked back, "What do girls want?"

"Huanniang!" Qi Xiu said firmly, but looked strange in Lu Tujia's face and asked carefully: "What, can't you do?"

"No, no," Lu Tujia said. There are more than a dozen laundry girls in his mansion, and you can find any one. But others want to reward them, either gold and silver utensils, or glory and wealth, all real things that can be seen and touched. Why do you need a laundry girls when you get to her?

He asked this, and Qi Xiu Qiqi Ai Ai said, "I want a nanny to wash the clothes for Juechen. Qianfan doesn't like me to wash clothes..."

Since Li Qianfan said that time, Juechen has been cured for several days. Qi Xiu saw that he was buying new clothes again and felt sorry for money, so he had to get up and wash quietly after everyone went to bed after sleeping.

As soon as these words were said, Juechen was fine. He had no expression before. Now he was just a glance away, but Li Qianfan wanted to get into the crack in the ground.

Lutujia laughed loudly, "It seems that the child has indeed caused trouble for everyone along the way. Don't worry, Miss Qixiu, there are many laundry girls in this mansion, and there will be dedicated people to serve the children's clothes in the future, so I will not bother the girls anymore. You have just come to Dijon, so why not stay there for the time being. I would like to thank everyone for yourselves."

Li Qianfan wanted to refuse, after all, his purpose in coming to Dijon this time was not simple. It was inconvenient to move into the general's mansion, and it might even lead to death. But no matter what excuse he found, Lu Tujia could always refuse to go back. In the end, everyone had to agree to leave once they found their residence and stay for a few days before that.
To be continued...