Lonely Bamboo Country, Kyoto, Mofu. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The morning sun shines lazily through the hollow carved window lattice, and the body of the ink poured dust in a splendid costume, shining as dazzling as water waves. He couldn't help but yawn, leaning on the gold-trimmed rosewood desk with his chin in his left hand, and scribbling with a brush in his right hand, not knowing what he was sketching.

If someone asks the people of Guzhu Country who they envy the most, then it must be Mo Dumping.

Mo Tianchen is nine years old this year, his father is the richest man in the country of Guzhu, and his mother is Zhong Liyue, the first beauty of Guzhu, and he is inheriting his father's wealth and his mother's appearance.

On the other side, Mr. Xixi Song, dressed in a light brown satin robe and holding a folding fan, was babbling about the pattern of the continent.

Before Mr. Song, there had already been eleven gentlemen who had been driven away by Mo Tianchen. Fortunately, the Mofu is extremely rich, and the amount of education offered is almost ten times that of other rich families. Therefore, although everyone knows that this Young Master Mo is not very easy to serve, there are still an endless stream of scholars who do not believe in evil come to the Mo Mansion to apply for Xixi.

"The continent we live in is called Pangea, and since the beginning of mankind, it has been divided into five regions, of which only the plain area in the center is suitable for human habitation, also known as the Central Plains. In addition to our lonely bamboo country in the Central Plains, there are also more than 100 large and small countries dotted around......"

Mo Tianchen impatiently threw the purple bamboo wolf in his hand on the table, and glanced at Mr. Song with childish eyes: "These things that everyone knows, Mr. also uses them, what does it mean." ”

Mr. Song was stunned, and his heart was a little unhappy. But thinking of the rich academic qualifications, he patiently asked, "So what does the young master want to hear?"

Mo Tianchen stood up from the seat with the table propped up, stretched his waist slowly, and then took out a small golden silk worm cage from his sleeve, carefully uncovered the brocade curtain on it, pointed to a shiny fat cricket in the cage and said to Mr. Song: "Mr. Tell me, how can I make my 'big overlord' more powerful?"

Mr. Song never expected Mo Tianchen to ask such a question, he was embarrassed and angry for a while, and said with a glare: "The saint cloud plaything is demoralized, how can this kind of thing be in the hall of elegance?"

"Why, sir, don't you know? Mo Tianchen put the insect cage in his hand aside, "The scholars and doctors of my lonely bamboo country should all know the six arts of etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics, I don't know which one Mr. is proficient in?"

Mr. Song's face turned red, although he has read poetry and books since he was a child, but he is really a layman for the six arts.

After thinking about it, he felt that Mo Tianchen was just a nine-year-old child anyway, and a bluff might be over.

So, Mr. Song calmed down, brushed his few goates, and said: "Horseback riding and archery is something that only military generals should learn, what do you want to do with that? Lile also has a special master of ceremonies and musicians, and there is no need to learn it." Calligraphy and arithmetic are just passable......"

Mo Tianchen said strangely: "What will that gentleman do?"

Mr. Song raised his chin and was very arrogant: "I am rich in five cars, and I have traveled ......all over the world when I was young."

Mo Tianchen looked at Mr. Song with a smile and said, "Traveling all over the world, yes, Young Master Ben likes to see well-informed people." Mr. just mentioned the pattern of the Pangea Continent, so how about I take a test of Mr."

"You ask, as long as it's a question about that, there's nothing I don't know. Mr. Song was ashamed.

This is what Mr. Song is best at. Moreover, a nine-year-old can't ask too difficult questions. As long as Mo Tianchen doesn't mention those damn riding and archery music, then it's fine.

Mo Tianchen thought for a while and said, "Dare to ask sir, apart from the Central Plains, what are the other regions on the Pangu Continent?"

Mr. Song seemed to have expected him to ask such a question, and replied very calmly: "To the north of the Central Plains is the endless grassland, and further north is the inaccessible Arctic Ice Field. To the east is the Golden Thread Forest, and beyond the Golden Thread Forest is the legendary Wild Ancient Realm, which is said to be infested with monsters, and no one can come back alive from there. ”

Mo Tianchen interrupted him: "Since no one can come back alive, how did Mr. know where the Barbarian Ancient Realm is?"

"This ......," Mr. Song was dumbfounded for a moment.

Mo Tianchen waved his hand and motioned for him to continue.

Mr. Song coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, and continued: "The south of the Central Plains is the Southern Xuanhai. The South Stygian Sea is unfathomable, and it is rumored that its bottom can lead to the underworld. ”

"It's rumors again...... Well, what's on the west side of the Central Plains?"

"To the west of the Central Plains is the Blackwater Marsh. The book says that the Blackwater Swamp is very dangerous, that it is difficult for birds to fly, and that the feathers do not float, so no one knows what is on that side of the Blackwater Swamp. Maybe all the way to the end of the day......"

Mo Tianchen frowned: "These are all rumors, have you ever been to see these places in person?"

"Of course not, if I had been there, I would have confessed this old bone a long time ago, and I would still be able to live until now?" Mr. Song said as a matter of course.

"Didn't you say you traveled far and wide when you were younger?"

"I've traveled, when I was young, I traveled to four countries in the Central Plains......"

Mo Tianchen sneered, "This also includes our Lonely Bamboo Country, right?"

"That's ...... nature"

Mo Tianchen smiled: "Go back, you can't teach me." “

"Young Master Mo, I am old and young, if you give me another chance, I will still ......"

Seeing that he didn't say a reason for a long time, Mo Tianchen became impatient: "What do you think is our Mo Mansion? Come on, let's give this Mr. Song, who doesn't learn and can't cheat on eating and drinking, to Young Master Ben 'invite' out!"

As soon as Mo Tianchen's words fell, a group of housekeepers dressed in satin costumes poured into the house, and the sturdy man led by him grabbed Mr. Song's collar and lifted it out without saying a word.

Where has Mr. Song seen this kind of battle, his anger and embarrassment turned into panic, and his usual mouth became speechless, and his face was disgraced and let the man carry it, where is there still a little bit of arrogance and reserve of a scholar?

After Mr. Song left, Mo Yun and Mo Ying, two of Mo Tianchen's cronies, hurriedly posted over.

Mo Yun and Mo Ying are twins, fifteen years old this year, tall and very strong. Their parents had long since died, and they were adopted by Mofu as infants. When they were six years old, they already knew that the master of their life was Mo Dumping. It was also since then that they have been following Mo Tianchen's side.

Mo Ying arched his hand at Mo Tianchen and said, "Young Master, you have been wronged, how can you be the young master's husband with these wine bags and rice bags?"

Mo Yun smiled and agreed: "That's it, our young master has never forgotten since he was a child, and when it comes to reading, no one can compare to our young master." Madame is really, she actually paid these wastes to fool the young master. I think it's fake that she let the young master study, and it's true that she doesn't want the young master to go out......"

Mo Tianchen hooked his hand towards Mo Yun, and Mo Yun obediently attached himself: "What does the young master command?"

The corners of Mo Tianchen's mouth twitched, and a "bang" popped on Mo Yun's head.

Mo Yun didn't expect Mo Tianchen to come to this hand, and he couldn't help but scream "whooping" when he was caught off guard, and looked at Mo Tianchen very aggrieved.

Mo Tianchen snorted coldly and said, "Okay, you Moyun, my mother sees that you brothers are pitiful, and she has raised you in Mofu since you were a child, providing you with food and clothing, and letting people teach you to study and practice martial arts." Why, now that the wings are stiff, dare to say that my mother is not the one behind my back?"

Mo Yun was so frightened that he "plopped" and fell to the ground, and his face had long since lost his smile: "Young master, Mo Yun lost his words for a while, but he never had this intention in his heart! Madame treats us like a mountain, if it weren't for Madame and the Mo family, our brother would have starved to death on the streets, how dare we be disrespectful to Madame?"

Mo Ying also hurriedly knelt next to Mo Yun: "Young Master is angry, my brother didn't mean it." He ......"

Mo Tianchen sat back in his chair: "Okay, okay, don't talk about it, get up." How's it going for me to ask you to inquire?"

The brothers got up in panic, and Mo Ying said in a low voice: "Young master, that person is He Yurou, the lord of Tai'an County, who was personally appointed by the emperor, her father is Prime Minister He Shuli, the eldest sister is He Guifei of the dynasty, and the second sister is the wife of General Pingyuan. ”

"Girl?" Mo Tianchen was a little surprised.

Ink Shadow nodded silently.

Thinking of that aggressive little girl, Mo Tianchen couldn't help but have a headache.

If you want to talk about the gentlemen, he has seen a lot of Mo Tianchen, and he usually fights crickets with them, and he also knows a large group of such people. But this He Yurou is obviously not among them, so the way to invite friends to mediate will not work.

Thinking back carefully about the events of that day, Mo Tianchen felt that with the domineering personality of the lord of Tai'an, he would never give up.