Chapter Twenty-Three: The Burning of the Meng Mansion

It's raining.

It was supposed to be the season of snow in winter, but it rained in Yangzhou. The raindrops are lingering and falling, and Yangzhou under the shroud of smoke and rain is inspiring, and it is impossible to find things.

Playing with the pigeon in his hand and looking at the paper tube removed from the pigeon's leg.

'The wind is coming, check quickly. ’

The group of paper balls was thrown into the incense burner, and the smoke rose.

Since the last time he encountered a case of the word 'Qian' in Kang's house, Mo Jingluan secretly intended to inquire. According to an informant, the Meng family in Guangling Mansion has not been very peaceful recently.

When night fell, the stratus clouds were dim, and the drowsy sky hung over Guangling Mansion.

Mo Jingluan quietly pushed open the door and prepared to go to Meng's Mansion to visit Xin'er alone. As soon as I walked out of the door, the doors on the left and right sides also opened.

Yan Lingxu walked over to her with a smile, and Gongsun Xie on the side pushed away the fool who was getting closer and closer with one hand, regardless of how he struggled, and hooked his lips at Mo Jingluan, "Together." ”

In this way, three figures appeared on the outer wall of the Meng Mansion in unison.

"Boss, what are you doing here?"

... All he answered was the sound of the wind.

Although the Meng Mansion is a family of rivers and lakes, the decoration of the home is extremely gorgeous.

In the inner garden, there are pavilions and small pavilions, winding verandahs, and a stone bridge across the lake, which is full of colorful lanterns. The stones under the bridge are spread into the road, the plantain is green bamboo, three steps and one chrysanthemum, five steps and one peony.

"This old man Meng's house is so gorgeous."

"Boss, what's here...", chattering, Mo Jingluan suddenly covered his mouth and raised his eyebrows forward, "Look over there." ”

On a rainy night, two figures flew past the wall and went deep into the wall. Half an hour later, the two figures came out, and a few jumps disappeared into the night.

The fire of Mengfu protruded.

The red flame was edged with a faint yellow outline, and it just burned. The fire is getting bigger and bigger, the crackling sound of burning wood from the tongue of fire can be heard clearly in the night, the fluttering fire light and steaming heat distort all the scenery illusory and blurred, in the billowing smoke, the little people in Mengfu hurriedly ran to fetch water, basin by basin bucket of water not only did not extinguish the fire, but intensified.

In the night wind, the roar of the people of Mengfu was heard

"It's out of the water!"

"Quick, it's the old man's house on fire!"

"Hurry up and put out the fire!"

"Where's the master, isn't the master outside?!"

"The lord is in the room, the lord is in the room!".

Those two people went to Meng Mansion to light a fire! The three exchanged glances with each other and hurried away.