Talk about the world of mortals in detail

In Mo Mansion, Shi Sheng sat there with Mo Yiming until the sky brightened, and the old man fell asleep in his son's arms.

Some servants who were tired and sleepy last night came over in a hurry, but when they saw the scene in front of the old lady's house, they were so frightened that their heart almost jumped out of their throats.

The servants came forward tremblingly.

"Old, sir, are you back? I, the old man, he"

Shi Sheng looked at the person who came, his eyes were calm and there was no blame, but he knew that no matter what the reason was, if the person was not here last night, Mo Congxian would definitely punish him.

"Dad just fell asleep. Go tell Congxian that I'm back. Give another order to call Xiaorong home quickly! The horse must be galloping without any mistakes!"

"yes!"

The servant trotted away worriedly.

Not long after, there was a rush of footsteps. Mo Congxian and his wife and several servants had arrived in the backyard. Mo Congxian was even a little disheveled. His wife Tang Liyun didn't have time to put on any makeup, and his nieces and nephews were sleepy-eyed.

After all, the sky had just brightened at this time, and it was still early. The sound of cockcrows was heard one after another in Mingzhou City.

"Brother, daddy"

Shi Sheng glanced at Mo Congxian.

"Dad is just asleep right now. Come on, help me put dad on the bed."

"Hey good!"

Mo Congxian hurried forward and without any help from his servants, the two brothers carefully lifted their father to the bed.

At this time, Mo Congxian suddenly realized that his father was so young!

In the past few years, Mo Yiming liked to delve into food. At least he seemed relatively rich, but now he

The people behind followed carefully.

Shi Sheng asked again.

"Have you sent someone to call Xiaorong?"

Sister-in-law Tang Liyun quickly answered.

"They have been sent out, uncle, daddy."

"Don't worry, it's not a bad thing for dad!"

After Mo Yiming woke up last night, he realized that his wife had passed away long ago and that his three children had grown up and could take care of themselves.

At that moment, Shi Sheng understood that his father's time was coming, much earlier than originally expected, but perhaps for his father, there was really nothing to worry about.

Of course, although Shi Sheng had no intention of extending his father's life, there was no problem in allowing his sister to catch up, not to mention that he had just had a wedding meal of a real dragon.

In fact, it stands to reason that just this meal of wine will greatly increase his energy. It can only be said that Mo Yiming's own mind also occupies a large dominant position, but this meal of wine will definitely not be in vain.

Four or five days later, Mo Xiaorong, who was far away in a high-end mansion in another state. The maids behind him could hardly catch up with him. He hurried to the front yard and saw the servants of the Mo mansion who were tired of life.

Because of taking pills in his early years, even though he is older, Mo Xiaorong still looks radiant, with only that mature charm without the feeling of being old.

But in the past, Mo Xiaorong, who had put many young and wealthy girls in the city to shame, suddenly turned pale when he saw the servants of Mo Mansion today.

Before the other party spoke, Mo Xiaorong already had a premonition.

"Miss. The master ordered me to come over quickly so that you can go back quickly."

"Tell me, tell me what happened?"

Mo Xiaorong's voice was slightly trembling, while the servants of the Mo Mansion shook their heads.

"No, I didn't say it. But, Miss, please go back quickly."

"Well, Mingxiang, go and call the master and young lady quickly. Just tell me that I want to go back to Mingzhou immediately."

"yes!"

The maid left in a hurry and soon called the other owners of the mansion.

Mo Xiaorong, who has always been intuitive and effective, simply said that her husband and children immediately packed some things and set off on the road to Mingzhou with her.

After traveling day and night for the next few days, the time it took to return to Mingzhou was almost the same as the time it took for the servants of Mo Mansion to work hard alone.——

By the water pool deep in Hele Mountain, the red silk banquets have disappeared, but the mountain flowers are still in full bloom, but for the time being, only the Big Toad King is left here.

Yan Bo and Yuan Zhaoning returned to the stilt house in the surrounding mountains to plant flowers. Yaci and Chanqin had stayed here long enough and must return to Beihai.

Bai He also said goodbye after his daughter and son-in-law left.

As for Mr. Yi and his party, they naturally said goodbye and left.

"Oh, I should have been thicker-skinned and followed them. They should have gone to Mingzhou, right? That's not possible, it's not appropriate."

There is no suitable reason for the Big Toad King to follow Yi Shuyuan and others, let alone the female fairy from the Taiyin Palace.

Although Fairy Zhuo Qing looks like Fairy Mili, she is not her after all. King Toad does not want Fairy Mili's sister to hate him and damage his image in front of Fairy Mili. Moreover, if he follows, the Taiyin Palace will not be too bad. He will be welcomed into the mountain gate.

Even though the Big Toad King heard from his daughter that Fairy Zhuo Qing had already said in private that it was impossible for him and Fairy Mili to be together, the Big Toad King didn't take it seriously at all. Otherwise, he would not be Fairy Mili!

"At least Fairy Mili still mentioned me to her sister! At least she still cares about me."

The Big Toad King grinned, jumped up and jumped into the pool with a "plop".

——

In Mingzhou City, Yi Shuyuan and others who had left Hele Mountain were also here. In addition to Qi Zhongbin and Yan Shouyun, there were also Du Xiaolin and Zhuo Qing. The other Taiyin Fairies returned to Taiyin Mountain first under the leadership of Shi Wei.

At a gate of Mingzhou City, two carriages and several people on horseback had already entered the city in a hurry, and then rushed to the Mo family without stopping.

"Sir, why don't we go directly to Mo Mansion?"

Hui Mian, who saw this scene on the street, couldn't help but say this, but Yi Shuyuan shook his head.

"Let the Mo family get along well. It's not the right time for us to cause trouble at this time. Let's go. Qingyuan Street is ahead. We should also let Shouyun know the skills of my Qiankun Yiyi."

Yan Shouyun perked up after hearing this, his eyes brightened with anticipation, but he was embarrassed to say it clearly.

But everyone else probably understood.

When Yi Shuyuancai came to Qingyuan Teahouse to tell stories, the teahouse was sparsely populated. Later, it became famous and experienced prosperity and depression.

Now, Yi Shuyuan is once again standing at the door of Qingyuan Teahouse. Like many ordinary teahouses, the business here is quite satisfactory, with some old tea customers frequenting it.

Of course, all the teahouse waiters and shopkeepers that Yi Shuyuan knew back then are no longer there.

"Sir, your brand from back then is still there!"

Hui Mian said something, causing everyone to look in the direction of its paws, only to see a larger sign behind the sign hanging on the counter of the tea house, but it was not a sign for tea and snacks.

The sign said: "This building once housed the sixteenth masterpiece of Mingzhou."

At this moment, all the waiters and shopkeepers in the teahouse saw the people coming. There were a group of people coming at once, and there were also two women who attracted a lot of attention. Du Xiaolin and Zhuo Qing, even though they were covered up by the magic, they were still very pretty in the eyes of ordinary people. .

"Oh, a few guests want to have tea, so please come in and treat me in here!"

Yi Shuyuan took a step forward and looked at the sign over there.

"They are having tea, how about I read a paragraph here?"

"Storyteller? This gentleman"

"Just trying."

"Uh, that's okay too."

At one table, four people and one Diao sat down and ordered fragrant tea and dried fruit preserves. The other table was occupied by Yi Shuyuan. He took out his ruler and put it in the posture of a folding fan. As soon as others saw it, they knew he was about to read, and they immediately It attracted the attention of many tea drinkers.

"This gentleman wants to tell a story?" "Storyteller, what are you talking about?"

"Yeah, what are you going to talk about?" "Do you have any skills? This Qingyuan Tower storyteller once had the sixteenth best story in Mingzhou. If you don't have the skills, don't smash the sign, right?"

"Hahahahahaha." "Yes, yes, but you can try."

The tea guests were talking and laughing, but they didn't really mean to look down on him. It was mostly a sense of ridicule. The shopkeeper over there also smiled and shook his head.

Yi Shuyuan was even more indifferent. Let alone him, other real storytellers would not take these mere words to heart either.

But there are some things you can still respond to.

"Of course I have the ability, and I'm not young at all!"

"What's your skill? Do you know how to do ventriloquism?"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the person asking the question with a smile, and unfolded the folding fan in his hand with a "stab".

"When a folding fan is unfolded, all kinds of emotions merge into one another, and the heaven and earth show mysterious changes; when a ruler is struck, thousands of waves rise, and all sentient beings are rolled into the mortal world! The so-called skill of storytelling is to bring the voice to the scene."

On this day, Mingzhou’s sixteenth masterpiece reappeared in Qingyuan Tower!

At the end of the day, not only was Qingyuan Building crowded with teagoers, it even blocked the streets outside. Yan Shouyun was also shocked by what he heard. He could feel that his master had not used any magic at all.

On the same day, in the Mo Mansion, Mo Yiming, who had given birth to his daughter, passed away surrounded by his children, grandchildren and some relatives and friends who had arrived. The end of his life was fixed on August 15th.

The last story Yi Shuyuan tells today is the story of the legendary figure in the Mingzhou tea market, Mo Yiming, and his family’s stone child!