Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Hua Yu and Zhang Qiling were ready to go with Zhuo Yichen. They were about to embark on a journey to the outside of Tiandu City. At this moment, Zhuo Yixuan followed closely behind them and expressed his willingness to go together. The group of people, with their own thoughts and expectations, slowly walked towards the mysterious mansion.

This mansion was the residence of their ancestors. Since its construction, Zhuo Yuanling and Zhuo Yixuan had never had the opportunity to step into it and explore it. When they finally stood in front of the heavy door, they couldn't help but feel an indescribable excitement in their hearts.

As the door was slowly pushed open, a magnificent scene came into view. The pavilions and towers in the mansion were scattered in an orderly manner, surrounded by waterside pavilions, like a fairyland on earth. The long carved corridors meandered and connected the various buildings, as if a smart dragon was entrenched here. The rockery was rocky, and the waterfalls flowed down, splashing crystal water, adding some vitality to the entire courtyard. The most eye-catching thing was the pool of clear water, with a thin layer of mist on the surface, like a dream, making people feel as if they were above the clouds.

Just as everyone was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery, a line of maids and attendants in uniform came out of the mansion. They walked in unison, with graceful movements, and shouted in unison: "Young Master Hua, Young Master Zhang!" The sound was crisp and pleasant, and it echoed in the courtyard.

Zhuo Yixuan was very sure that since the Zhuo family built this house, no one had ever entered this place without permission. However, the scene in front of him at this moment made him dumbfounded - he saw that more than a dozen maids and servants suddenly appeared in this mansion! This sudden situation made Zhuo Yixuan suspicious and began to think secretly.

At this moment, as if she had a pair of eyes behind her, Hua Yu whispered, "I asked my brother to put the paper figures in beforehand." Hearing this, Zhuo Yixuan was stunned at first, and then he suddenly realized. It turned out that these maids and servants who looked alive were all made of paper figures! Their appearance was lifelike, almost indistinguishable from real people.

"These paper figures are of great use!" Hua Yu walked forward slowly while introducing the wonders of these paper figures in detail to Zhuo Yixuan beside him. "Although they have some restrictions, such as not being able to come into contact with sharp objects, not being soaked in water or damp, and not being able to get close to fire, their fighting power is quite high! Moreover, if they are accidentally damaged, they can be restored to their original state as long as conditions permit." As Hua Yu spoke, the two slowly walked past the two rows of paper figures who were standing respectfully on the side.

After having a satisfying meal in the old ancestor's mansion, Zhuo Yixuan walked back home slowly. When he entered the house, he was surprised to find that his father, who should have gone to the court early, was sitting in the hall.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you go to court today?" Zhuo Yixuan asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Zhuo Yuanling frowned slightly, remained silent for a while, and then slowly said, "Alas, child, the ancestor sent people to beat up His Majesty and Prince Xiang again!"

Zhuo Yixuan was also shocked when he heard the news. He never expected that the reason why his father did not attend the court was so shocking - the emperor and Prince Xiang were beaten again, and their faces were bruised and swollen, so horrible that they had to stop attending the court for a day because of their image.

Although Zhuo Yixuan did not know how the rumors about this matter were spreading in Tiandu City at this moment, he could imagine that it must be a storm in the city, with people talking about the royal family. The emperor and King Xiang, who were involved, must have been furious and furious to the extreme.

You know, the palace and the prince's mansion are equipped with many well-trained and well-equipped guards. However, it is incredible that among so many people, no one could notice the thief's quiet intrusion, let alone stop him from committing crimes. Not only that, the thief was able to beat the person at the core of power twice in a row in front of everyone, and none of the guards around heard anything. This is really too bizarre and unbelievable.

In the majestic palace, the royal family members were beaten up twice by mysterious people who broke through the encirclement of many well-trained and well-equipped guards. Such a shocking incident quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys, and became a topic of conversation among the common people. Not only did ordinary people talk about it, but even some court officials would often bring up this topic as a topic of conversation when they had dinner in their own mansions.

However, as time went on, rumors about the royal brothers being beaten up every now and then continued to spread. At first, people were surprised and curious about this, but over time, everyone seemed to have gotten used to it and it was no longer as sensational as it was at the beginning.

"Brother!" Suddenly, a clear and pleasant bell sound rang through the sky, coming from the depths of the palace. Along with the bell sound, the maidservant behind could be heard calling anxiously: "Second Master, run slower! Be careful not to fall!"

At this time, Zhuo Yixuan was concentrating on practicing swordsmanship in the corridor of the corner gate. He was agile and his swordsmanship was sharp. Every move and every style showed the style of a master. Just as he was practicing, a figure in goose yellow clothes came running like a gust of wind. Looking closely, it turned out to be a young man with a delicate face. There were several circles of sparkling bells wrapped around his head, which made a cheerful jingling sound when he ran.

"Xiaochen, don't worry, brother is right here." Seeing this, Zhuo Yixuan smiled slightly, put away the long sword in his hand, and stepped towards the running boy. When the boy approached him, Zhuo Yixuan opened his arms without hesitation and steadily caught his brother who rushed over like a young swallow.

"Brother, are you and father going to catch monsters again? Can you take me with you this time?" The younger brother jumped into Zhuo Yixuan's warm embrace like a happy little bird. He raised his childish and expectant face, and looked at Zhuo Yixuan with a pair of big eyes as bright as the twinkling stars in the night sky, his eyes full of desire.

Zhuo Yixuan smiled and looked down at his younger brother in his arms. He gently stroked his hair and said softly, "Xiaochen, you are still young. Catching monsters is not an easy and fun thing. When you grow up a little bit and become stronger, your brother will definitely find a way to convince father to take you with him. But now, the most important thing for you is to practice your swordsmanship seriously, and also, go home more often to spend time with father and mother when you have time." Although Zhuo Yixuan's words sounded very gentle, the rejection contained in them was unwavering.

Hearing this, the younger brother broke away from Zhuo Yixuan's arms unwillingly, pouted his lips, and ran to the big locust tree in the courtyard angrily, opened his arms and hugged the thick trunk tightly, as if he could vent his dissatisfaction in this way. He shouted loudly: "I am already sixteen years old, how can I still be young! I am no longer a child!"

Zhuo Yixuan shook his head helplessly, slowly stood up, and walked to his brother. He squatted down, reached out his hand again and gently stroked his brother's head, smiling and coaxing: "Okay, okay, our Xiaochen is of course not a child, he is a big friend. But even if he is a big friend, he still needs to continue to work hard to grow up in order to better deal with those powerful monsters, right?"