Since Ziying is a dull gourd, the only way to break through is to his subordinates. In order to get more news from Chuling Pavilion, Qi Lan began to take the initiative to approach these people.

"Luyang, I see that you have excellent medical skills. How many years have you studied medicine?" Taking advantage of the night while you were resting and roasting the fire, Qi Lan quietly approached the woman in green. The woman's name was Luyang, who seemed to be the chief doctor of Chuling Pavilion.

Lu Yang turned his head and looked at her, raising his eyebrows: "Why, do you want to study medicine too?"

"No, no--" Qi Lan waved her hand quickly: "I'm just asking. Judging from your excellent medical skills, I guess you must have joined Hire Ling Pavilion very early."

Luyang plucked the fire in front of him and replied proudly: "I did not join Chuling Pavilion, but was the doctor girl from Chuling Pavilion when I was born."

Qi Lan curled her lips in her heart, but for the sake of cliché, she had to pretend to be admirable, her eyes were shining, and she asked with interest: "Wow, it sounds very powerful, and she feels as strong as a second-generation official! You must be very proud to be such a powerful person!"

"Of course!" Lu Yang was proud and kept talking, as if he was talking: "The Chuling Pavilion has a long history, is widely distributed, and its member levels are uneven. All the children of the Chuling Pavilion can inherit their parents' traditions after being selected when they are born and become new members of the Chuling Pavilion, one generation after another, and continue."

"Since there are so many people, how do you contact each other? What if you pass by each other on the street and don't know each other?" Qi Lan continued to quarrel.

Lu Yang gently touched his pocket and said proudly: "When we enter the pavilion, each of us will receive a palace bell. This palace bell has no heart and is silent. Only when we meet someone who also holds the palace bell will we make a ringtone."

There is such a magical thing?!

Qi Lan was shocked, but after seeing Yu Ziqi's mechanical rat, Qi Lan had a new understanding of the development of civilization in this ancient dynasty, and she quickly calmed down.

"Can I let me take a look?" Qi Lan tried to ask.

Although Lu Yang is a harsh girl, her vigilance is not bad. After Qi Lan asked this, Lu Yang immediately became alert, staring at Qi Lan with sharp eyes: "What are you doing when you look at Gong Ling?"

Qi Lan's heart beat twice, Lu Yang's eyes seemed like sharp arrows, leaving her nowhere to hide. Fortunately, Qi Lan reacted quickly and quickly calculated in her heart. She said without blushing and said, "Didn't it mean that the Chuling Pavilion is the largest Jianghu organization in the Qin Dynasty? I'm just curious, what kind of magical object can the palace be made in such a powerful place?"

Lu Yang frowned, his eyes confused, Qi Lan had to use the method of excitement to provoke again: "The Yu family in Chu State has very exquisite attainments. I was fortunate to witness the mechanical rat made by the Yu family, which is small, sensitive and very realistic. Since your Chuling Pavilion is famous, I don't know how the objects made are compared with those of the Yu family?"

Sure enough, for this kind of furious girl with a strong sense of self-esteem, she was provoking her skills and tried them all. As soon as Qi Lan finished speaking, Lu Yang jumped up in anger and blushed and said, "Bah, what is Yu's? That kind of country mechanic can only make a beast of mice, cats and dogs, how can it be compared with our Chuling Pavilion!"

Lu Yang carefully took out a purse from his chest pocket, took out a small and exquisite palace bell from it, held it piously in his palm, and handed it to Qi Lan: "I admire you, the country man, and don't think that we are the same as that country man, we are people from the Qin royal family!"

"Yes, yes, yes," Qi Lan responded casually and gently took the palace bell in Luyang's hand. This was a pure white jade palace bell, carved ingeniously and exquisitely. The jade bell was engraved with dense patterns. Qi Lan looked carefully and couldn't tell what it was.

Lu Yang stood aside proudly, looking at Qi Lan carefully looking at the Gong Ling in her hand, her face uncovered with pride: "Isn't it very beautiful? It's different from the smelly mouse made by the country bumpkin!"

Qi Lan responded casually, not paying attention to Lu Yang at all. She looked at the palace bell carefully, and always felt that this thing seemed to have some secrets left.

Seeing Qi Lan staring at Gong Ling intently, Lu Yang became alert and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Gong Ling, put it back in his purse, with a hostile look on his face: "Are you jealous of money and want to take it for yourself? Humph, go and be your great dream of a thousand years!"

Sure enough, the dog couldn't spit out ivory... Qi Lan sighed.

"Your Chuling Pavilion is really rich. With such a huge organization, everyone is carrying such a precious bell. I admire you!" Qi Lan exclaimed against her will, rolling her eyes in her heart.

Lu Yang snorted: "How is that possible? Of course, this precious thing is only available to me, as the chief doctor! Do you think this is the white steamed bun sold on the street? Everyone can buy it?"

Qi Lan was stunned: "Didn't you say... everyone has this palace bell?"

"I said everyone has it, but it's not that everyone has the palace bells like this in my hands." Lu Yang gave Qi Lan a angrily glance: "There are four levels in the Chuling Pavilion. In addition to the Pavilion Master, there are masters, servants, slaves, and I am a lady. As the chief doctor, I am naturally the master. The servants are the dead soldiers of Chuling Pavilion, and they are loyal to the organization to the death. As for slaves, they are those at the bottom who are responsible for conveying the message."

"The system is strict between the four levels of Chuling Pavilion. The slave cannot communicate with the master over the level. It must pass the servant. The master enjoys supreme rights and enjoys the right to kill and kill anyone in the organization. Of course, in order to show his identity, the palace bell worn by each level is different. The master is a jade bell, the servant is a copper bell, and the slave is wearing a stone bell. As long as the palace bell is shown, you can know the identity of this person in Chuling Pavilion."

Oh, is it a condensed version of the feudal hierarchy...

Qi Lan looked down on this obviously discriminatory system. Lu Yang saw Qi Lan showing disdain and was about to attack, but Qi Lan turned around and asked the two followers behind her, "Are you also from the Hire Ling Pavilion?"

The two of them were suddenly named, stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

"By the way, what are your names?"

One of the tall guards hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Xiao Si."

Qi Lan was speechless when she actually gave such a casual name, and turned her head and asked another one: "What about you? Is it called Xiaowu?"

The low guard stood there, hesitatingly squeezed out two words: "...Miss San."

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Qi Lan was completely defeated by the wonderful naming method of Chuling Pavilion. She reluctantly held back her laughter and waved to the little guard: "Miss San... I'm fine to let me see your palace bell?"

The mistress was stunned at first, and took a step and walked slowly. She reluctantly touched her clothes for a long time, and slowly took out a small palace bell.

This palace bell is much smaller than the jade bell in Luyang, made of bronze. Although it is finely crafted, it is far less exquisite than the jade bell. Qi Lan gently touched it, and there were many small patterns on the palace bell, which was very different from the one on the jade bell.

Qi Lan carefully stroked the tiny patterns on the palace bell, and a strange feeling flashed in her heart.

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