"What's wrong?" Mo Shuangyun was late, and saw Fu Xiao and Su Baiqing standing opposite each other, and Su Baiqing, the champion, did not have joy on his face.

"Master of the Mo family." When Su Baiqing saw him, he was still as excited as usual, but he quickly became depressed again.

Fu Xiao pulled Mo Shuangyun closer and recounted to him what had just happened.

Mo Shuangyun looked back at Su Baiqing, "Baiqing, where are you from?" ”

"Huh? The students are from Fujiang. Su Baiqing knew everything about Mo Shuangyun's question.

"Your ninth uncle's mother is also from Fujiang, right?" Ink Frost Yun asked Fu Xiao.

"Yes, there are many beauties in Fujiang, although I haven't seen them, but when I look at my ninth uncle, I know that my mother is very beautiful!" Fu Xiao couldn't help but say a few more words.

"So Bai Qing and the Nine Princes seem to be old acquaintances?" Although Mo Shuangyun was asking, it seemed to have come to a conclusion.

"The status of the Nine Princes is noble, where is the character that I can climb as a scholar?" Su Baiqing's words were full of loneliness.

Fu Xiao patted him on the back very heroically, "You don't have to be depressed, my ninth uncle will only beat you with a fan if he looks up to you, and he won't pay attention to anyone he doesn't like." ”

Su Baiqing said gratefully, "Thank you, County Lord." ”

"Bai Qing has many opportunities to work with the Nine Princes in the future, so it will be good to talk to him when the time comes." Mo Shuangyun also comforted him.

"I hope so." Su Baiqing didn't seem to have much hope for this.

After Yuan Chun returned to his carriage, he suddenly thought of what he was going to do? If you want to go, it should be Su Baiqing who should go, and he left Ah Xiao behind, it really shouldn't be, he is out of shape.

He instructed Ah Shidao, "Go to the Bamboo Pavilion." ”

"Does Bai Qing have any friends in the capital?" Fu Xiao asked.

"No, there's only one maid in the house."

"Then Ah Yun and I invite you to the restaurant to celebrate with you." Fu Xiaoyi clapped his hands and said.

"Huh?" Su Baiqing didn't react.

"Let's go, the carriage is outside."

Seeing Mo Shuangyun's smile like a spring breeze, Su Baiqing nodded involuntarily, even if he was the champion of high school, he never thought that someone would celebrate him specifically.

In the restaurant, the three of them asked for a few drinks and a few drinks.

Fu Xiao naturally classified Su Baiqing into the range of his juniors, "Baiqing, you are really a glorious ancestor, a glorious lintel!" ”

Su Baiqing nodded yes, he had been sluggish since he was a child, and he didn't expect that he would one day be able to drink with the object of Chongjing, half excited and half honored in his heart.

The door was suddenly rushed open, Fu Xiao raised his hand and was stopped by Mo Shuangyun, the person who came was the people of Bamboo Town, Mo Shuangyun asked, "What's wrong?" “

"Master of the Mo family, Bamboo Pavilion...... Takesatokan is on fire! ”

Fu Xiao jumped out of the window and rushed back to the Bamboo Pavilion.

Mo Shuangyun calmed down, "Bai Qing, go back first." ”

"I'll go with you!" Su Baiqing insisted.

"Whatever you want." Ink Frost Yun stepped out first.

As soon as the carriage entered Zhuzhen, Mo Shuangyun poked his head out of the window, and the place of the Bamboo Pavilion was full of smoke and skyrocketing.

The people in Bamboo Town rushed around, and everyone carried buckets to the Bamboo Pavilion.

"If there were so many people fighting the fire, the loss wouldn't be huge, right?" Su Baiqing comforted.

"It's useless." Mo Shuangyun looked at the people who were running, and there was warmth in his eyes, but he still shook his head, "Since this fire is burning, it is naturally not easy to be extinguished."

"Everyone, stop!" Fu Xiao stopped in front of the Bamboo Pavilion, "No need to put out the fire." “

"...... the county lord?" The people were puzzled.

Fu Xiao bit his lip, "This fire won't stop until it finishes, don't put out the fire, so as not to hurt you." ”

The people were reluctant to leave, and they all fought for Fu Xiao.

"There is great strength in numbers, and no matter how big the fire is, it can be extinguished."

"Yes, county lord, don't give up."

"Ah Xiao!" Ink Frost jumped out of the carriage, and the flames reflected in his inky black eyes, all stained viscous red.

Everyone's eyes focused on Ink Frost Yun.

"Ah Xiao is right, go back, folks." Mo Shuangyun only buried all his emotions in his heart for a moment, and he was still the head of the Mo family.

When the townspeople were gone, Fu Xiao sat down on the ground.

"Ah Yun......" Fu Xiao pointed to the Zhuli Pavilion that had turned into a sea of fire, "Home...... Nope. ”

All the design of the Zhuli Pavilion is from the hands of Mo Shuangyun himself, and the bamboo building has three floors, which is warm in winter and cool in summer. In summer, make a cup of bamboo leaf tea, sit on the steps in front of the bamboo building, through the mottled bamboo leaves, only sporadic sunlight sprinkles on the body, not feeling hot, but adding a bit of fun. The bamboo hall in winter, wrapped in silver, the hall of the bamboo building is covered with a thick animal skin blanket, only worn on the socks can be stepped on on it, the stove is burning, only two pieces will not be cold when you wear it inside, hot tea and hot milk, the sound of wind and snow whirring outside, only make the inside doubly warm.

"If it's gone, it's gone." Ink Frost looked straight at the fiery red in front of her, "At least we're all still there." ”

Thinking about it carefully, although he has been to many places, he was adrift when he was a child, and he was taken back to the Mo family by Uncle Mo Han and thought that he would be stable from then on, and then the Mo family suffered, he left the Mo family headquarters, followed Master Chu to study, and then went to the capital, built the Bamboo Pavilion, and lived in peace with Ah Shao until Ah Xiao moved in, it has been three years, but after all, it ...... Still can't keep it?

Su Baiqing stood behind them, what impressed him the most was still the secluded bamboo forest, the simple and low-key bamboo building, was it really gone?

"This fire is truly abominable!" He said hatefully.

"The one who sets the fire is the most hateful."

Su Baiqing turned around, and sure enough, it was Yuan Chun who was talking, "Set fire?" Isn't it a natural disaster, it's a man-made disaster? ”

Yuan Chun looked away from him and walked over to Ink Frost Yun.

Su Baiqing was bored, and he didn't dare to say anything.

"Is this really the fire that makes it burn?" Even Wonchun, who had never seen the past of the Takeri Pavilion, couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"The bamboo I used to build the bamboo building at that time had been treated with fireproofing, and someone must have deliberately used oil or some other things to ignite it, and it was useless to just water it...... And the fire is so big that even if there is a way to extinguish it, it is too dangerous to implement. There is still a certain distance between the Bamboo Pavilion and the Bamboo Town, and when the place is burned down, the fire will stop by itself. Ink Frost said calmly.

Yuan Chun glanced at him more, "You look like you expected it." ”

"There are too many people who don't want me to have a good time." Ink Frost Yun said lightly.

"But your Takeri Pavilion has been in the hall for so many years, and now there is a sudden accident, and the person behind it is not simple."

Mo Shuangyun was noncommittal, he had always set up a formation in the bamboo forest outside the Bamboo Pavilion, unless Master Mo Han came back alive...... Uncle Mo Han...... Machine...... Ink Frost Yun suddenly had a hint of thought.