The night was dark, and Mo Qing was restless, raising his eyes to look out the window from time to time.

When the hour of Hai was about to pass, Mo Xia walked into the room Shi Shiran.

Mo Qing hurriedly greeted him: "Second brother."

Mo Xia poured a cup of tea for Mo Qing, and said in a leisurely manner, "Sit down. Look at you, you can sweat so much even in the room, drinking tea."

Mo Qing was not in the mood to drink tea, so he sat across from Mo Ya and asked repeatedly: "Tomorrow is the Zongji, second brother, can you think of a way to stop it now? If Mo Yunyang is allowed to preside over it smoothly, the Mo family will really become their world."

"Ah Qing." Mo Xia had no choice but to teach, "How many times have I told you that Mo Yunyang is older than you, you should call him big brother."

Mo Qing rolled his eyes slightly: "I don't. He is not my elder brother. My only elder brother is you, my second elder brother."

"Ah Qing." Mo Ya lowered his voice, looked at Mo Qing, seldom serious: "I know you resent Feng's mother and son, but you must not do things like giving others words. Feng is eager to catch our fault, maybe weNot afraid, but what about Auntie? You have to think more about her."

Mo Qing respects Mo Xia and is also filial to his mother.So he didn't dare to refute, so he could only respond in a low voice: "Understood, big brother."

Mo Xia sighed heavily.

Mo Qing is good at everything, but his temper is too stubborn.No false rhetoric, unwilling to pretend, and don't know who followed?

"Ah Qing, I know you are dissatisfied. But you should know that rumors are like knives, and tongues kill people. Even if it is pretending, you must be respectful as a brother and friend, and you must not be called disrespectful or disrespectful."

"I understand." Mo Qing kept remembering Zongji, and quickly changed the subject: "Brother, tomorrow..."

"Don't worry, my father wants to embarrass my mother and me, and Mrs. Feng wants to use our house as a stepping stone for her son to be promoted, just dreaming." Mo Xia bit the accent hard on the last two words, "TomorrowAfterwards, I will make his son the laughing stock of the whole capital. They will never be able to lift their heads again."

Mo Xia paused for a moment, and asked again worriedly: "Ah Qing, Mo Yunchao is arrogant and domineering. Tomorrow is his proud day. If there is anything unhappy, just endure it. In front of the clan elders, remember not to losemeasure."

.........

"Master, what's wrong with your eyes?" Bixi peeled off the hard-boiled egg and rolled it over Moya's eyes, and couldn't help complaining, "Why are they so swollen?"

Mo Ya closed her eyes, enjoying Bixi's considerate service, and said, "I slept a little late yesterday, so it might be swollen today."

Bi Xi hates iron for being weak: "Master, today is a big day, can you be more cautious?"

Mo Xia said: "I know, I know, sister Bixi, stop talking."

"Second brother." The short little Mo Siyun stepped over the threshold, rushed straight to Mo Xia, and threw himself into his arms: "Second brother is so beautiful today."

Mo Siyun is young, and when she sees someone who likes to look good, she can only say that she is beautiful.

Mo Xia rubbed Mo Siyun's face: "Siyun is also beautiful."

Mo Siyun was wearing a light blue dress full of flowers and tied with a bun.The hairband hanging behind her head swayed with her little head, delicate and cute.

Mo Qing came to Mo Xia's room, saw Mo Siyun, smiled and opened his arms: "Siyun, come to Third Brother quickly."

Mo Siyun turned around and threw herself into Mo Qing's arms, calling out sweetly, "Hello, third brother."

"Hey." Mo Qing responded, and said to Mo Xia: "Siyun is getting cuter and cuter, is this what your second brother said, it's so sweet."

Mo Siyun said in a milky voice, "She is very cute."

Mo Qing took Mo Siyun to sit on the couch to play Nine Rings, while Mo Xia sat on the seat and let Bixi do it.

When Bixi tied the last belt on for Mo Xia, there was not much time left to worship the ancestors.

Mo Xia stood up: "Ah Qing, let's go."

He squatted down again and patted Mo Siyun's head: "Siyun, the second brother and the third brother are leaving first. Can you have fun with Bixi in Cangshan Pavilion?"

Mo Siyun nodded obediently: "I'll wait here for my brothers to come back."

Mo Xia pinched Mo Siyun's little face again, turned around and went out to Rong'an Hall.

Mo Xia was not in high spirits, walking on the gravel path, silent all the way.

"Second brother, don't feel bad." Mo Qing knew why Mo Ya was depressed, but he didn't know how to undo it, so he could only comfort him dryly.

"It's okay." Mo Xia said, "I've gotten used to it after so many years. If I get angry every year, I won't be able to suffocate myself to death."

It's easy to say, but watching the murderer who killed her mother become the clan wife instead of her mother, standing at the front of the ancestral hall, offering incense to the ancestors, and comforting the ancestors.How can it feel better?How can you be willing?

In Rong'an Hall, Mo Yunyang and Mo Yunchao arrived early.

The old lady was wearing a Liuyun gown with the word Wanfu and leaning on a sandalwood cane. She looked rich and kind: "Brother, today is the first time you preside over a family sacrifice. This is a big matter, so nothing can go wrong."

Standing beside the old lady, Mrs. Feng smiled and chimed in: "Old Ancestor, for this sacrificial ceremony, Eldest Brother not only fasted for a month, but also didn't fall asleep yesterday, sincerely praying for blessings. The ancestors will surely bless Eldest Brother when they see him being so devout.We have a long history in Mexico.”

The old lady became even happier after hearing this, and said repeatedly: "Well, well, I know that our elder brother is the most sensible."

Mo Yunyang supported the old lady and walked towards the ancestral hall: "Grandmother, don't worry. I am your proudest grandson, you still don't believe me?"

The old lady patted Mo Yunyang's hand, and said: "I believe, I believe our eldest brother."

Here, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were enjoying themselves happily, while Mo Qing's disdainful eyes almost turned to the sky over there.

Mo Xia patted Mo Qing slightly, and shot him a warning look.

In the ancestral hall, the clan elders were already waiting in the lobby.Only when the officiant arrives, the sacrificial ceremony will officially begin.

Wearing a white linen robe, Mo Yunyang walked to the gate of the ancestral hall step by step with his hands folded.

Mo Xia and Mo Yunchao stood on the left and right sides respectively, while Mo Qing stood behind Mo Xia.

Mo Yunchao tilted his head and gave Mo Xia a provocative look, unable to hide the pride in his eyes.

Mo Qing clenched his fist and was about to explode, but was held back by Mo Ya.

never mind.

Mo Qing thought angrily.

The second brother said he had a way, so let this fool be proud for a while.How can you still laugh after waiting?

Bells and drums sounded.

All the clansmen faced the gate and knelt down slowly following Mo Yunyang.

Mo Yunyang looked straight ahead, with a straight back, and said in a loud voice: "The ancestor of the surname Mo has a long history. The ancestors and the ancestors will protect my descendants. The honor will last forever, and the descendants will always succeed."

Then he took the incense offering from someone else, got up, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times and walked towards the incense burner.

Mo Ya silently counted the hours in his heart.

Just when Mo Yunyang was only five steps away from the incense burner, there was only a loud noise.

The flames on the incense table soared into the sky, and the incense burner shattered and burned by itself.

Everyone was shocked.

It was the first time that the incense burner caught fire during the Zongji, which was a very bad omen.

During the chaos, another servant came to report in a hurry, and the backyard of the mansion was flooded.Only when it was discovered in time did it not cause a catastrophe.

Marquis Ming Xiang was already panicked because the sacrificial stove was on fire, but when he heard that the young servant came to report, he was even more disturbed and confused.

The respected elders of the family got up in a hurry, supported by several juniors, and confessed hoarsely: "Idiots and greed, hatred turns into fire. The officiant is full of anger and resentment, which will bring disaster to the Mo family. This is the ancestorWarning."

Mo Xia lowered his head, biting his mouth tightly to keep himself from laughing out loud.

This elder is really on the right track.

With these words, Feng probably fainted with anger.

The Mohist sect sacrificed such a big event, and within a long time, all the dogs in the backyards of the high gates in the capital would probably know that because of Mo Yunyang, the young master of the Ming Xianghou Mansion, the ancestors did not want to protect the descendants of the Mohist family.

Mo Yunyang's face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly because of fear, and then the trembling became bigger and bigger.

How could such a good Zongji become like this?

Originally, after today, he is the legitimate eldest son of the Mo family.No one will ever mention his status as a concubine in the past, and no one will point fingers at him based on the background of Mo Xia's original concubine's background.

But in just a short moment, all his years of hard work were in vain.

ink ya.

He looked at Mo Ya.

But Mo Xia also looked blank, as if frightened by this sudden change.He even turned around to comfort the frightened Mo Qing.

Ming Xianghou's face turned blue, he took a deep breath, and calmly said: "You clan elders, the subordinates did not check the ritual tools in advance, so there will be such mistakes. The ancestors are all sensible people, and we mustI will not anger our Mohist family because of this. The junior will definitely find out the person who destroyed the Mohist fortune today and give an explanation to the family. Now that the ancestral sacrifice is forced to be interrupted, the younger generation will take the blame and ask for the forgiveness of the ancestors. I hope everyoneClan elders, don't panic."

After hearing these words, Mo Xia raised his eyes slightly, as expected, not surprising.

Knew it would be like this.

For the hope of Mo Yunyang, the so-called Mohist, Mo Chuhe would do anything.

The clan elders were worried and panicked, but they also felt that what Ming Xianghou said was quite reasonable.

The fourth uncle, the oldest and most senior of the Mo family, came out tremblingly with a cane, stood in front of Ming Xianghou, and said, "Chuhe, you must find out about this matter. It is related to the fate of our Mo family.", must not be careless."

Ming Xianghou said: "Fourth Uncle, don't worry, this junior will definitely not let go of the person who deliberately murdered my Mo family."

"That's good, that's good." Fourth Uncle seemed relieved.

The Mo family's relatives gradually dispersed, and they could faintly hear everyone's discussions and dissatisfaction even though they were far away.

"This time, Mo Yunyang shouldn't be presiding over this ancestral sacrifice. How can a child understand the rules of the ancestors?"

"No. In the end, your status is still a bit shameful. Brother Xia is the heir of our Mohist family's eight scriptures. Our Mohist family used to value concubines the most. Maybe our ancestors brought this disaster because they couldn't see Brother Xia being wronged..”

"In my opinion, after the Yuan family left, Chuhe shouldn't restore a concubine's house. It is the right way to continue from a high-ranking family."

 …

Mo Xia pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the conversation of his clan relatives, and was overjoyed.

Feng Shi, on the other hand, managed to wake up. Hearing everyone's unabashed accusations, he fainted again.

Back at Cangshan Pavilion, Mo Qing was obviously pissed off.

Mo Xia looked at him dumbfounded and speechless, and couldn't help being amused: "What's the matter?"

"Second brother, my father is too biased." Mo Qing gritted his teeth, "Zong Ji did such a big thing, and my father didn't even blame Mo Yun...Brother."

"Hey, you haven't gotten used to this kind of thing." Mo Xia didn't care, "If I'm not wrong, he is probably thinking about how to lead the reason to me now. Maybe he will invite a Taoist priest to come to the house to do it.Saying that I am the lone star of the devil, the source of the disaster, will cause the sacrificial furnace to catch fire, and the family will be uneasy."

"Second brother..."

"Don't worry." Mo Ya comforted, "Father wants to bring disaster to the east, so I have to give him that chance. It's getting late, you go back to rest first. You should study hard while I'm away, next time you go homeI will test you."

After Mo Qing left, Mo Xia looked out of the window through the diamond window, and couldn't help but lament the wisdom of the ancients.

He just briefly mentioned his thoughts with Aunt Xu, and Aunt Xu said that she had a way to make the sacrificial furnace burn without anyone noticing, without leaving any traces.

Thinking of Feng's furious appearance now, Mo Xia is very happy.

Tomorrow morning, the eldest son of the Mohist family, because of his evil thoughts and bad conduct, offended his ancestors, and the news of the punishment from heaven will spread throughout the streets and alleys.

If Feng Shi can be so angry that he can't get out of bed, then he will be happier.

.........

"Pa——" The valuable sapphire vase fell to the ground and instantly fell to pieces.

"How could this be? Didn't the master say that he has suppressed it?"

The servant girl in the room knelt on the ground: "Madam calm down, I don't know what's going on. The boy who bought it came early in the morning and told the slave girl that it was spread all over the streets and alleys of the capital. The eldest and young master has a lack of virtue.They are not worthy of being an official. There are even children singing nursery rhymes."

Seeing that Mo Feng's anger was getting stronger and stronger, the servant girl's voice became smaller and smaller, until finally she was silent.

Mo Fengshi stood up: "No, our Yunyang is so good, we must not be destroyed because of this incident. And my Zhen'er, my brother has such a stain, how can I be a good person in the future? I'm going to see you in the studymaster."

In the study, Marquis Mingxiang already knew about this matter, and he was furious: "What's going on? Didn't I issue a death order that no one should spread the word? Why did the whole capital know about it overnight?"

Chang Sui wiped the sweat from his brow, and replied helplessly: "Master, now the entire capital is discussing the Eldest Young Master and yesterday's Zongji. One spreads to ten, and ten spreads to hundreds. I don't know where the source is for a long time."

Marquis Mingxiang had a terrible headache, but at this moment Feng Shi came in, crying like pear blossoms and rain: "Master, you must help Brother Yang. He finally got the favor of His Highness the First Prince and the Imperial Concubine., the reputation of the future is ruined."

"That's enough, shut up." Marquis Ming Xiang yelled and interrupted Mo Feng, "Brother Yang is my best son, and I don't want to see him reduced to a laughing stock. I wanted to ask the clan elders to give me someIt's time to push this matter to Mo Xia. It's good now, there are even rumors outside that you killed Yuan's back then, which led to Brother Yang..."

"Master..." Mo Feng interrupted in horror, pulled Ming Xianghou's sleeve and said, "I never harmed my sister, these are all rumors, rumors intended to destroy Brother Yang."

Marquis Mingxiang shook off Mo Fengshi: "What's the use of telling me? You should tell His Highness the First Prince and Concubine Qiong."

Mo Fengshi did not give up, and continued to ask Ming Xianghou: "Master Hou, no matter what, you should think of a way."

Ming Xianghou sat on the chair and supported his forehead: "You go out. I certainly won't give up on Brother Yang, you just stay in the mansion for a few days, don't go anywhere, and don't add trouble to Brother Yang."