Chapter Eighty-Five: Gathering

"Seeing that it's so lively here, I wonder if Wei Jun is lucky enough to be able to listen to it?" Yang Weijun came with all the money.

Fu Xiao couldn't help frowning, not because of Yang Weijun's arrival, but because there were too many people around, and everyone was not very familiar, why did they have to forcibly get together on such a day?

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Ah Yun!" Fu Xiao shouted.

Mo Shuangyun covered her mouth weakly, "The night is getting colder, and Mo may not be able to accompany me." ”

"Then let's go back to the Takerikan first." Fu Xiao walked with him in his arms.

"Gao Yan, treat each other with tea at the Zhuli Pavilion another day."

"Okay, I'll go to the appointment." Yuan Zheng bent his eyebrows.

Yang Weijun and Yan Yunyou couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, but Fu Xiao and Mo Shuangyun were not polite people, they said hello to Yuan Zheng and left, without delay.

"Well, we shouldn't run into them here again." Mo Shuangyun stood up straight, her face ruddy, and there was no shadow of weakness.

"Ah Yun, are you pretending?"

Mo Shuangyun nodded, "Isn't Ah Xiao not wanting to be with them?" “

Fu Xiao's face flushed, "I'm just...... I don't think it's necessary. “

"The reason doesn't matter." Ink Frost Yun took her hand, "Are you still hungry?" Or shall we look elsewhere? ”

Fu Xiao grabbed his arm, "There's a stage in front!" Let's go there and have a look! ”

Kunqu opera was being sung on the stage

There were a large number of people in the audience, and Fu Xiao and Mo Shuangyun could only stand on the periphery and take a look.

"Mo family master?"

It's really possible to meet people you know anywhere, Fu Xiao couldn't help but sigh.

"Young Master Su." Mo Shuangyun smiled lightly, wasn't it Su Baiqing who was sitting in front of him to watch the play a few days ago?

"Did the head of the family and the county also come to see the play?" Su Baiqing rubbed his hands a little crampedly.

"yes, we're out and have fun." Fu Xiao said with a smile.

Su Baiqing was obviously very familiar with this place, and walked to the backstage and took two chairs, "If the head of the family and the county lord don't dislike it, just sit down." ”

"Thank you, Master Su." Ink Frost thanked him.

"The head of the family is polite, just call me Bai Qing." Su Baiqing was a little flattered.

The troupe here has been around for many years, and although it is not particularly amazing, the performance can also be said to be decent.

"Bai Qing seems to be very familiar with the troupe here?" Fu Xiao asked, everyone should be about the same age, but Su Baiqing put himself in the position of a junior in front of Mo Shuangyun at the beginning, causing Fu Xiao to talk to him without consciously bringing some elder tones.

Su Baiqing cautiously glanced at Mo Shuangyun, "I...... Sometimes I will write some drama texts for the drama troupe here. ”

Mo Shuangyun put her hand on her chin, "Drama?" That Bai Qing is really talented. “

"Talented or something...... I really can't call it. Su Baiqing was scrambled by this unexpected boast, "I knew an older brother in an opera troupe when I was a child, and he sang very well. “

"Speaking of life, I think one of my relatives is the one who is unbeatable." Fu Xiao also said, and added, "But I don't mean to compare with the person you said, I just remembered it."

"To be so respected by the county lord, it must be everyone." Su Baiqing smiled, "It would be nice if Bai Qing was lucky enough to see it." ”

"It's probably not a chance."

"Huh?"

"Don't get me wrong, it's just that his identity is special and inconvenient." Fu Xiao hurriedly explained.

"Oh, I see." Su Baiqing nodded and said that he knew.

Fu Xiao climbed on Mo Shuangyun's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "If you have the chance, I'll take you to see it." ”

Ink Frost smiled and nodded, not asking who the mysterious man was.

The night is getting darker, and the troupe is ready to pack up.

"Mojia ......"

"Shh Mo Shuangyun pressed her index finger to her lips and pointed to Fu Xiao, who was already asleep leaning on her shoulder.

Su Baiqing closed his mouth and nodded.

He watched the figure of Mo Shuangyun carrying Fu Xiao back gradually disappear before setting off to return to his residence.

When Su Baiqing was still in his hometown, he longed for the head of the Mo Shuangyun Mo family very much, and felt that he was as unattainable as the bright moon in the sky, and he could be called a model for scholars in the world. After seeing him in person, the Mo family master's talent was indeed as extensive as he thought, but Su Baiqing felt that he had seen more places that were different from what he imagined.

The status is high but not pampered, the status is noble but approachable, and there is...... The heart-to-heart relationship between the head of the family and the county lord is really enviable.

Su Baiqing shook his head, now that he wants to do so much, the most important thing at the moment is to take a good reputation, and other things are not important.

"Ah Jun......

"Huh? Ah Xiao? Ink Frost Yun responded.

The person on his back immediately came to breathe evenly.

Mo Shuangyun chuckled, and the lights of ten thousand homes were reflected in his eyes, like a bright galaxy, blooming with the brightest light in the deepest night.

After returning to the Zhuli Pavilion, Mo Shuangyun gently put Fu Xiao on the bed and covered the quilt before going out, and when he came back, he saw Fu Xiao staring at the ceiling with wide eyes.

"What's wrong?" Frost sat down beside her.

Fu Xiao immediately held his wrist, "I'm so happy today, I'm a little excited now, I can't seem to sleep." “

Ink Frost Yawned, "But I'm so sleepy, let's sleep." ”

Fu Xiao stopped him from leaving, and muttered, "I used to be in Xueluo Mountain, and I had to keep the New Year with my master, my mother, and my sister......

"Okay, okay." Mo Shuangyun lightly tapped her forehead, "Then let's keep the New Year together." ”

He brought his quilt and lay down beside Fu Xiao.

"Ah Jun, I want to ......"

"What do you think?"

"I want to know your previous story, a story that Ah Shao, and even Bai Yi don't know." After Fu Xiao said this, he covered himself in the quilt.

"Don't get bored." Mo Shuangyun couldn't help but laugh, "What do you want to hear about the past?" ”

"It's about Ah Yun, your senior brother, master, uncle, they ......" Fu Xiao blinked and looked at him, that was the life of Mo Shuangyun that she couldn't participate in.

"They......" Ink Frost Yun almost subconsciously curled the corners of her mouth, "It's my dearest family." ”

"My master Mo Ling is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, I have always felt that he may just be not good at expressing himself, Master Bo Moqi is also the person who brought me back to the Mo family, he always likes to go outside and walk around, the second master Bo Mohan, that is, my senior brother's master, is a very old-fashioned and warm-hearted person...... My senior brother Mo Rong, he is really very suitable to be the head of the Mo family. “