There was no one all the way.

Luo Qingzhou helped the weak Miss Qin Er and came to the first floor.

The maids and servants on the second floor don't know if they were deliberately branched out by Song Zixi, or if they all gathered below to watch the poetry competition.

Or, in the accident just now, there were other families who presided over tonight's poetry meeting secretly involved.

That's why the place was vacated.

From the words in the heart of the Song family just now, it can be seen that tonight's matter is not simple.

It's not just about dealing with him.

Those people obviously wanted to discredit the Qin family.

The highest strength in Mocheng today is naturally the City Lord's Mansion.

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

In the past, the Qin Mansion was also one of the four major families, but unfortunately the previous generation was too slack, and this generation did nothing, which led to the gradual decline of the family's power and was overtaken by the Song family.

The Qin Mansion is now the head of Qin Wenzheng, has no desires and no desires, and develops in a very low-key manner.

That's it, there are still people who are worried about it?

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

Without waiting for her to speak, Qin Weimo said with a pale face: "Qiu'er, go and call my mother and Zhu'er over...... I was feeling a little unwell and wanted to go back. ”

Qiu'er glanced at her face and the blood stains on the corners of her mouth, her face suddenly changed, she hurriedly agreed, turned around, and hurriedly walked towards the noble ladies.

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

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

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

Song Ruyue was looking at the stage with several noble ladies with anticipation.

Qiu'er walked over and whispered a few words to Zhu'er, Zhu'er's face changed, and she hurriedly came to Song Ruyue's ear to report.

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

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

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

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

By this time, smoke had risen from the floor above, and had emerged from the room below, spreading through the hallway.

But at this moment, the hall on the first floor is an exciting time.

Because on the stage, the respected predecessor in the literary world was personally reciting the poem that was once called "Mid-Autumn Festival words, as soon as this word comes out, the rest of the words will be wasted".

“…… I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world......

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

Offstage, there was silence, and 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 is cloudy and sunny. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

The whole hall was dead silent.

Smoke soon spread down the hallway and into the hall, and the sound of flames burning wooden planks began to sound.

"It's on fire!"

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

And the old man on the stage seemed to be still immersed in the aftertaste of the words in his hand, unable to extricate himself, and was still muttering in his mouth: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and ......sunny."

"It's on fire! Run! ”

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

The guards gathered outside the hall on the first floor, as well as the maids and servants, hurriedly went to fetch water and prepare to extinguish the fire.

The crowd in the hall began to scream in terror, scrambling to be the first to be the first, and rushed towards the exit.

The hall, which had been silent a moment ago, was already in chaos at this moment.

Fortunately, Song Ruyue came to the exit in advance, and was about to reprimand the little bastard who dared to touch her daughter with a straight face, when she suddenly heard someone shouting "It's on fire", and then her face changed, and she hurriedly said: "Go!" Bring the micro-ink out! ”

Luo Qingzhou hugged Miss Qin Er's slender waist, hugged her entire soft and boneless body, and took her out directly.

Song Ruyue followed behind, stunned for a moment, but where did she still have time to talk nonsense, and rushed out in a panic with the support of Zhu'er and Qiu'er.

A few people walked quickly onto the pedal and rushed to the shore, only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.

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

The second floor of the painting boat, located in the location of the room, was already on fire, and thick smoke and hideous tongues of fire were coming out of the windows and the burned top!

The boat was filled with the screams of 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.

The guards and subordinates saw that the fire was out of control, so they had to start to retreat.

They surrounded those nobles, forcibly squeezed through the chaotic crowd, and opened a way for those nobles to go first.

At this time, it is natural that the lives of those nobles are the most important.

Meng Yulan didn't go first, still standing on the boat to help evacuate the crowd of people scurrying around.

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

Many people jumped straight into the water and walked up.

The guards over there immediately put up more pedals.

In a short time, the people on board were safely ashore.

At this time, Meng Yu Lan Fang went ashore with a solemn expression, surrounded by the guards.

At this time, the painting boat was already full of smoke and flames, all of which were burning.

The second floor, in particular, was already a sea of fire.

Another painting boat parked next to it, for fear of being affected, had long been far away.

Meng Yulan's face turned pale, and he asked the guard next to him loudly, "Is there anyone else on the second floor?" ”

The guard was hesitant and did not dare to answer.

Another guard said: "Miss, my subordinate has just gone up, and it is empty, so there should be no one left." ”

Meng Yulan looked at him and said, "Have you seen everything in the room?" Is anyone resting inside? ”

The guard said with a bitter face: "The place where the fire is on fire is the room. The fire was so big that we couldn't get close, so ......"

Meng Yulan's face was gloomy and she stopped talking.

"Click!"

In the raging fire, the second floor of the painting boat was suddenly burned and collapsed, falling into the sea of fire below, and was quickly set ablaze in the wine cellar and burned to the sky.

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

Many tourists on the riverside heard the news and gathered here to watch and discuss.

Many people who hate the rich gloat.

The patrol in the city also rushed to inquire 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 stood on the shore, surrounded by everyone, still holding the rice paper tightly in his hand, looking at the painting boat that was about to be burned out, but his mouth was still chanting the "water tune song head".

"Let's go."

Song Ruyue's face turned pale, her heart palpitated, and she left with everyone.

The others were also afraid to disperse.

Sit in a carriage.

Song Ruyue calmed down for a while, Fang looked at her pale daughter beside her, sighed and said, "Weimo, this time it's my mother's fault, I almost hurt you." Later...... Stay inside, don't come out, hey, it's too dangerous outside. ”

Qin Weimo coughed a few more times, clenched the blood-stained handkerchief in his hand, lowered his head, and did not speak.

Song Ruyue glanced at the handkerchief in her hand, her eyes were full of distress, and she was about to reprimand the two of them, but she swallowed it back, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, go back and have a good rest, and then let Zhu'er boil some medicine for you later, and just eat and sleep for one night." ”

Qin Weimo replied in a low voice.

Song Ruyue looked at her, her eyebrows were full of worry, and she didn't speak again.

There was silence in the carriage.

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

But I didn't see that figure.

The night sky is bright and clear, and the sky is full of stars.

In the round moon, there is a shadow, hazy, I can't see clearly, I don't know if it is the heavenly palace written by my brother-in-law, Qionglou Yuyu......

Song Ruyue looked at her quietly from the side, and when she was about to arrive at the house, she couldn't help it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Weimo, my mother wants to tell you something, I hope you can listen to your mother carefully." ”

Qin Weimo withdrew his gaze looking at the night sky, was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "If it's about my brother-in-law, my mother still don't say it...... Micro Ink knows what to do. ”

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 violates etiquette and morality." ”

After a pause, she lowered her head slightly and muttered, "Weimo doesn't matter, but you can't hurt your brother-in-law...... Weimo knows that his brother-in-law must not be in the pool, and one day, he will leave here......"

Speaking of this, she suddenly raised her head again, her eyes begging: "Mother, Weimo hopes that when the time comes, you will not embarrass your brother-in-law." If he is...... If you want to leave, let him go...... Our Qin Mansion ...... Not worthy of him. ”

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

Half an hour later.

She turned her face away, nodded, and said, "Okay, my mother promises you." ”

Window.

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

When he got back later, he decided to go back to the river and have a look.

If you see the souls of those people, you will naturally kill people and destroy their souls, cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and never leave the other party any chance to wander around the world or reincarnate!

There are too many people and strange things in this world, who can guarantee that those people will suddenly speak again?

Meanwhile.

In the back garden of the "Cicada Moon Palace" of the Qin Mansion.

The snow-white figure who had been sitting motionless in the gazebo for a long time finally moved his eyes and raised his head, and the snow-white dress on his body was windless and automatic, fluttering like a fairy.

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

Bai Ling entered the pavilion and said with a nervous face: "Miss, how is it?" Breakthrough? ”

The eyes of the snow-white figure looked at the pond outside the pavilion with a faint expression.

After a while, Fang nodded slightly: "Hmm." ”

As soon as these words came out, Bai Ling was stunned at first, and then cheered happily, extremely excited.

Even Xia Chan on the side looked slightly moved.

Bai Ling was excited for a while, but wondered, "Miss, how did you do it?" It is said that without those spiritual fluids and resources, you should be stuck in this realm for many years, and you may not even be able to break through. Haven't you already given up, why did you suddenly break through again? It's incredible, isn't it? ”

Then he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up: "Miss, did you suddenly get some opportunity?" Or, which Divine Soul senior did you meet to help you? ”

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

Bai Ling's face was full of joy, and he didn't dare to disturb her anymore, turned his head and winked at the cold girl outside the pavilion, and said in a low voice: "Chanchan, tonight is a big day, Miss has broken through, how should we celebrate?" ”

"It's better to ...... Let's go play with my uncle? Good no good? ”

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

The plum blossoms have withered.

She wasn't dancing the sword, just quietly looking at the lotus leaves in the pond in front of her, stunned.

It's so late......

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