Chapter 109

There was no one along the way.

Luo Qingzhou helped the weak Miss Qin to the first floor.

The maids and servants on the second floor didn't know whether they were deliberately pushed aside by Song Zixi, or they all gathered below to watch the poetry competition.

Or maybe the other family hosting tonight's poetry gathering was secretly involved in the accident just now.

So the place was vacated.

From what the young lady from the Song family just said, we can tell that this matter tonight is not simple.

It's not just about dealing with him.

Those people obviously wanted to discredit the Qin family.

The most powerful person in Mocheng now is naturally the City Lord's Mansion.

Then, there are the four major families, Wang, Luo, Song, and Zhang.

The Qin family used to be one of the four major families. Unfortunately, the previous generation was too lazy and this generation did nothing, which resulted in the family's power gradually declining and the Song family taking over.

The Qin Mansion is now headed by Qin Wenzheng, who has no desires and desires and develops in a low-key manner.

Just like this, is there anyone still thinking about it?

After Luo Qingzhou helped Miss Qin walk to the hall, Qiu'er quickly walked over.

Without waiting for her to speak, Qin Weimo said with a pale face: "Qiu'er, go and call mother and Zhu'er... I feel a little uncomfortable and want to go back."

Qiu'er took one look at her face and the blood on the corner of her mouth, and her expression suddenly changed. She hurriedly agreed, turned around, and hurriedly walked towards the ladies.

At this time, the results of the second competition were being announced on the stage.

In addition to the oiran Wuyi standing on the stage, there was also an old man with gray hair and a long robe.

He looked at the rice paper in his hand tremblingly, looking very excited, and even his voice was trembling.

Song Ruyue was looking expectantly at the stage with several ladies.

Qiu'er walked over and whispered a few words to Zhu'er. Zhu'er's expression changed and she hurriedly leaned into Song Ruyue's ear to report.

When Song Ruyue heard this, her expression changed, she immediately stood up, said a few words to the ladies, and then hurriedly walked towards Luo Qingzhou and the others with her two maids.

At this time, Luo Qingzhou was holding Miss Qin Er's little hand with one hand and supporting her Xian Yue Yao with the other.

When Song Ruyue saw this scene, her face suddenly darkened.

Above the lobby on the first floor is the lobby on the second floor, and behind the lobby are neatly arranged rooms on the upper and lower floors.

At this time, smoke came out from the floor above, came out of the door from the room below, and spread in the corridor.

But at this moment in the lobby on the first floor, it is an exciting moment.

Because on the stage, that respected literary senior was reciting in a trembling voice the song "Shui Diao Ge Tou" which was once called "Mid-Autumn Festival Ci" by later generations.

"...I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid that it's too cold in the beautiful buildings and jade buildings at high places. I dance to clear my shadow, how can I feel like I'm in the human world...

"Turn around the Zhuge Pavilion, lower the Qihu household, and the light will keep you awake. There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye?

There was silence under the stage, even the sound of breathing stopped.

The old man paused, glanced at the audience, and continued to read in a trembling voice: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long, and we can share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away."

The entire hall was deathly silent.

The smoke soon followed the corridor and filled the hall, and the sound of flames burning wooden boards began to sound.

"It's on fire!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone who was stunned by this unique poem came back to their senses.

But the old man on the stage seemed to be still immersed in the aftertaste of the words in his hand, unable to extricate himself. He was still muttering: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has clouds and sunshine..."

"It's on fire! Run!"

Suddenly someone shouted again in the hall, and then everyone started to panic.

The guards and various maids and servants gathered outside the hall on the first floor on the ship hurriedly went to get water and prepare to put out the fire.

The crowd in the hall began to scream in fear, scramble for the first place, and rush toward the exit.

The hall that was silent a moment ago was now in chaos.

Fortunately, Song Ruyue came to the exit in advance and was preparing to reprimand the little bastard who had the audacity to touch her daughter with a straight face when she suddenly heard someone shouting "Fire". Then her face changed and she hurriedly said: "Let's go! Wei Mo quickly Take it out!"

Luo Qingzhou picked up Miss Qin Er's Xian Yueyao, hugged her whole soft and boneless body, and took her out directly.

Song Ruyue followed behind and was stunned for a moment, but she had no time to talk nonsense. With the support of Zhu'er and Qiu'er, she rushed out in a panic.

Several people quickly stepped onto the steps and rushed to the shore, then breathed a sigh of relief.

When he looked back at the boat, his expression changed.

On the second floor of the boat, located in the room, a raging fire was already burning. Thick smoke and ferocious tongues of fire came out from the windows and the burned-through top!

The boat was filled with the screams of the guests.

The crowd panicked and poured out of the exit.

Some people who knew how to swim jumped directly from the deck and swam ashore.

Seeing that the fire was out of control, the guards and servants had no choice but to retreat.

They surrounded the nobles, forced their way through the chaotic crowd, and opened a path to let those nobles go first.

At this time, the lives of those noble people are naturally the most important.

Meng Yulan did not leave first, but still stood on the boat to help evacuate the crowds running around.

Fortunately, both boats were moored on the shore and did not sail into the middle of the river.

Many people jumped directly into the water and came up.

The guards over there immediately put up more pedals.

After a while, everyone on the boat landed safely.

At this time, Meng Yu Lanfang, surrounded by guards, stepped ashore with a solemn expression.

At this time, the boat was already filled with thick smoke and raging flames, all burning.

Especially the second floor was already a sea of ​​fire.

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Another painting boat parked next to it had already moved away for fear of being affected.

Meng Yulan's face turned pale and she loudly asked the guard next to her: "Is there anyone else on the second floor?"

The guard hesitated and did not dare to answer.

Another guard said: "Miss, I just went up there. It's empty. There should be no one there."

Meng Yulan looked at him and said, "Have you seen everyone in the room? Is anyone resting in there?"

The guard said with a grimace: "The place where the fire broke out was the room. The fire was very strong at the time and we couldn't get close, so..."

Meng Yulan had a gloomy face and stopped talking.

"哢!"

In the raging fire, the second floor of the boat suddenly collapsed and fell into the sea of ​​​​fire below. The wine warehouse was quickly set on fire and burned to the ground.

The entire boat continued to burn on the water, lighting up half of the night sky.

Many tourists by the river heard the news and gathered here to watch and talk about it.

Many people who hate the rich take pleasure in their misfortune.

The patrol team in the city also came after hearing the news and asked about the casualties and the cause of the fire.

However, no one can tell.

At this time, the respected old man in the literary world was standing on the shore, surrounded by everyone, still holding the rice paper tightly in his hand, looking at the boat that was about to be burned, but still chanting the poem "Water Melody Songtou".

"Let's go."

Song Ruyue's face turned pale and her heart was still frightened, so she led everyone away.

Others were also afraid to disperse.

Sitting in a carriage.

Song Ruyue calmed down for a while, then looked at her pale daughter beside her, sighed and said, "Weimo, it was my mother's fault this time, and I almost hurt you. From now on... you should stay in the house. Don't come out, it's too dangerous outside."

Qin Weimo coughed a few more times, clenched the bloody handkerchief in his hand, lowered his head and said nothing.

Song Ruyue glanced at the handkerchief in her hand, her eyes filled with distress. She swallowed her words that she was about to reprimand the two of them, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, go back and have a good rest. Mother, let Zhu'er give it to you later." Just boil some medicine, take it and sleep for one night."

Qin Weimo responded in a low voice.

Song Ruyue looked at her, her brows full of worry, and said no more.

The carriage fell into silence.

After walking for a while, Qin Weimo couldn't help but raise his head and looked at the window. He hesitated, stretched out his hand, opened the curtain, and looked outside.

But that figure was not seen.

The moon is bright and bright in the night sky, and the sky is filled with stars.

In the round moon, there is a shadow, which is hazy and cannot be seen clearly. I wonder if it is the palace in the sky, the palace in the sky, the palace in the sky written by my brother-in-law...

Song Ruyue watched her quietly from the side. When she was about to arrive at the house, she couldn't help it for a long time, and finally she couldn't help but said: "Wei Mo, mother wants to tell you something, I hope you can listen carefully to me." My dear.

Qin Weimo retracted his gaze towards the night sky, remained silent for a moment, and whispered: "If it's about my brother-in-law, I'd better not say anything... Weimo knows what to do."

"Actually, mother..."

Song Ruyue frowned, and when she was about to speak, Qin Weimo looked at her and said softly: "Mother, don't worry, Weimo will not do anything that goes against etiquette and morality."

After a pause, she lowered her head slightly and murmured: "It doesn't matter to Wei Mo, but you can't harm your brother-in-law... Wei Mo knows that your brother-in-law is definitely not a thing in the pool. One day, he will leave here..."

At this point, she suddenly raised her head again, pleading with her eyes: "Mother, Weimo hopes that you will not embarrass my brother-in-law when the time comes. If he...if he wants to leave, let him leave...our Qin Mansion...doesn't deserve it?" Fuck him."

Song Ruyue frowned and moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something. She thought of the two poems tonight and the previous poems in her mind, and thought of the excitement of the old man who played an important role in the literary world... …

After a while.

She turned away, nodded, and said, "Okay, mother, I promise you."

outside the window.

Luo Qingzhou followed the carriage, secretly thinking about tonight's events.

After returning later, he decided to get out of his body and return to the river to have a look.

If you see the souls of those people, you will naturally kill and exterminate the souls, eradicate the roots, and never give them any chance to wander around in the world or reincarnate!

There are so many capable people and strange things in this world. Who can guarantee whether those few people will suddenly speak again?

at the same time.

In the back garden of Qin Mansion's "Lingchan Moon Palace".

The snow-white figure who had been sitting motionless in the pavilion for a long time finally moved his eyes and raised his head. The snow-white dress on his body moved without any wind, fluttering like a fairy.

Bai Ling and Xia Chan, who were guarding the door and other places, seemed to sense something and immediately walked over quickly.

Bai Ling entered the pavilion and said nervously: "Miss, how is it? Did you break through?"

The snow-white figure looked at the pond outside the pavilion with a calm expression.

After a moment, Fang nodded slightly: "Yes."

As soon as these words came out, Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, and then he jumped up and cheered, extremely excited.

Even Xia Chan on the side looked slightly moved.

Bai Ling was excited for a while, but then asked doubtfully: "Miss, how did you do it? Ordinarily, without those spiritual liquids and those resources, you would have been stuck in this realm for many years, and you might not even be able to break through. Didn’t you already give up? Why did you suddenly break through? This is incredible!”

Then he suddenly thought of something and his eyes lit up: "Miss, did you suddenly get any opportunity? Or did you meet any senior soul to help you?"

The snow-white figure looked at the quiet moon in the pond and was silent for a while, as if answering her or talking to himself, murmuring in a low voice: "Senior?...Maybe."

Bai Ling's face was full of joy and he didn't dare to disturb her anymore. He turned around and blinked at the cold girl outside the pavilion, and whispered: "Chanchan, tonight is a happy day. Miss has made a breakthrough. How should we celebrate?" ?”

"Why don't you... go and play with your uncle? Okay?"

Xia Chan glanced at her coldly, ignored her, turned away, walked to the plum blossom tree, held her sword and stood there coldly.

The plum blossoms have withered.

She no longer danced her sword, but just looked at the lotus leaves in the pond in front of her, lost in thought.

It's so late...

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