twin moon

Chapter 53: Scene [-] Undercurrent Part [-]

"If the little Patriarch is awake, please have dinner. I have ordered my servants to redo a table of meals."

In Yunzhi City, which is half leaning against Suli Mountain, in the depths of the large house with terraced willow garden flowers, the man who had been waiting in the main house for six or seven hours heard a panting sound as thin as mosquitoes from behind the bed curtain, and knew that the bed was on the couch. The sleeping child finally woke up, and he stretched out his hand to lift up the thin veil, and asked softly.

"Mo Chen, what time is it? Last night—could it be you who brought me back?"

With the help of the other party, the silver-haired child sat up, looked out the window at the sun that was somewhat westward, and frowned.His face was bloodless, and his eye sockets were red, like a patient who had been bedridden for a long time, extremely weak.He turned his head and looked around the room, as if he was a little surprised that he would be lying here.

"Little Patriarch, it's almost the end of the day, what happened last night—let's talk about it after we eat something."

The man named Mo Chen nodded, but he couldn't help the other party's rebuttal. He immediately ordered the servant to bring the steaming food into the room, and helped the young man get up and walked to the desk to sit down.

"But Mo Chen, I really don't have much appetite. You'd better take me first and then go to the Luoxing Pavilion—all those counting chips, should they be left in place?"

The silver-haired boy stretched out his slender hands, just raised a pair of silver chopsticks on the table, but immediately put them down.

"Young Patriarch, please rest assured that no one has entered the Luoxing Pavilion after last night, and I have ordered people to close the doors and windows. But until you eat all the food on the table, the subordinates will not let you enter again." That half-step in the pavilion."

"Mo Chen, you are disobedient."

There was not much anxiety on the child's face, he just put his hands on the side of the desk.But he really didn't have any strength in his body, and finally he couldn't stand up with the edge of the table.

"Little Patriarch, please forgive me for not following orders. I shouldn't have softened my heart last night, and promised you to enter Luoxing Pavilion and continue to play with those tricks. If anything happens to you, how should I face the old Patriarch's spirit in heaven? "

Seeing that the man on the opposite side still refused to give in, the silver-haired boy couldn't help but sighed softly: "Mo Chen, you also know that if I just give up like this, I really won't be able to face my father's spirit in heaven, right?"

"But the little Patriarch is the only blood left by the Mo family in Wanzhou in this world! The last thing the old Patriarch told his subordinates before the accident was to ask me to take good care of you. Did the little Patriarch forget that the old Patriarch is Why did he die?"

"How could I forget? That day, I pushed open the gate of Luoxing Pavilion with my own hands, and saw my father's body that had already become cold on the ground. But even so, he still held the pen and paper tightly in his hand, calculating It fell all over the ground..."

The silver-haired child lowered his head as he spoke, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Little Patriarch, you should listen to my advice and stop going to the Luoxing Pavilion. There are countless stars in the sky, and how can mortals understand the laws clearly? Raise your body well, and then marry Wife and child, adding some incense to the ancestral hall is the most important thing!" Mo Chen continued to persuade.

"But what if the calculations left by my father are related to the fate of everyone in the world..."

The child still lowered his head, muttering to himself softly.

The man who was busy left and right couldn't hear what he said, so he had to put his ear to his slightly parted lips: "Little Patriarch, what did you just say?"

"No, it's nothing. Mo Chen, don't worry about it. I'm just too tired. I'm really fine."

"Whether I'm worrying about it or not, the doctor has already said that you are weak. Come on, the soup in this bowl is made of Jiushan's snow clam and Nanxun's blood swallow, supplemented with rock sugar and red dates, to trace the distance. It is stewed with clear spring water in the mountains, you drink it first."

As the man spoke, he brought a small celadon cup in front of the other party.The silver-haired boy didn't refuse any more when he saw this, he took the spoon obediently, scooped up a spoonful of soup from the thin and translucent cup, and sent it to his mouth.

After eating something, the child's lips finally turned a little red, and his body recovered some strength.His name is Mo Zeming, although he is young, he is in charge of the largest salt merchant in Wan, Mian, and Si prefectures - the only successor of the Mo clan in Yunzhi City.

The Mo family is the richest party, holding nearly [-]% of Fu country's wealth in his hands.Relying on Wanzhou's well-connected land water system, the caravan transported the well salt mined in the Suli Mountains and the sea salt dried on the seashore to the hinterland of the mainland thousands of miles away.

Counting from Mo Zeming's great-grandfather Mo Guangshi more than a hundred years ago, the male members of the Mo family relied on the unremitting efforts of successive generations of patriarchs. When his great-grandfather Mo Zheng lived, he not only successfully opened up all the joints along the land, but also On the surface or secretly, he has also established inextricable connections with many noble families and famous families.Today, it has been passed down to the eighth generation of descendants.

Because of this, even during the more than ten years of melee among the six countries in the southeast, no country dared to rashly send troops to invade the Fu country where the Mo family was located.Contrary to the neighboring State of Ye relying on powerful boat divisions to deter the enemy, the mediocre State of Fu relied entirely on the reputation of the Mo clan and Yunzhi, the capital like a fortress, to gain a foothold in the southern states where there are many powerful states.

Yunzhi is a city built near mountains and living near water.The roads in the city are tortuous, and the city is divided into upper, middle and lower layers like stairs, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack.Since the heads of the Mo family were proficient in divination and astrology, Duke Huiwen, the first king of the Fu Kingdom, gave up the royal palace he built in Suli Mountain in the east of the city 80 years ago, so that he could watch the stars at night.The best stargazing place is at the top of the peak, which is what Mo Zeming called Luoxing Pavilion.

"I'm done eating, can you take me to Luoxing Pavilion now?"

The silver-haired boy took out a clean small handkerchief from his arms, gently wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth, looked at the man beside him again with his eyes, and begged.From the eyes of others, his eyes were still as indifferent as before, but Mo Chen, who was standing aside, read endless anxiety and worry from them.

The man sighed softly, knowing that he couldn't persuade this stubborn child anymore, so he had to put him on his back and climb towards the Luoxing Pavilion on the top of the mountain.There are many mountainous roads in Yunzhi City, and Mo Zeming usually has someone to carry the sedan chair for him when he travels on weekdays.However, the road leading to Luoxing Pavilion is only about ten feet wide, and the narrowest part can only allow two adults to walk shoulder to shoulder.In addition, the slope of the stairs is extremely steep, so every time to watch the stars, Mo Chen personally carried the poor little Patriarch on his back.

For more than a hundred years, Luoxing Pavilion still retains the same appearance as that of Duke Huiwen, but its interior has undergone several large-scale renovations, and there is no longer a single column in the entire building.Every time you walk into this towering tower hidden on the top of the mountain, it's like entering a dark box with a huge space.

All the gaps between the doors and windows in the pavilion were carefully sealed with thick kraft paper.Even if you enter during the day, you must light candles for lighting.Only there is a small light leakage opening on the roof of the second floor, which can actually rotate around the sky.The small mouth is connected to the platform in the cabinet through a complex copper mechanism in the center of the lower floor.On the platform, there are circles of complex marks engraved for stargazing and measurement.

At this moment, there are thousands of light white ivory counting chips placed in disorder on the platform.Seven or eight writing brushes and inkstones with dried ink stains are still in place, and countless counting papers full of words are scattered everywhere.As soon as he entered the pavilion, Mo Zeming immediately leaned over and grabbed the pen in his hand, and the complicated calculations that were going on before fainting last night were as clear as what happened just a moment ago. came to his mind.

"Little Patriarch, watch out! The candle is so close, be careful not to burn yourself!"

Mo Chen caught up with two steps, and moved the candlestick dripping with red wax in the silver-haired boy's hand a little farther away.But the child didn't seem to hear the other party's words at all, but fiddled with the counting chip on the ground with incomparable concentration, and said in his mouth:

"...Hui enters the fight, Chen guards the room, Tianku is empty, wolf Zhang Zhang..."

The man who is studying ink has followed Mo Zeming's father for many years and knows a thing or two about simple astrology.At this time, when he heard what the young man said, he was immediately shocked and stopped his movements.At the same time, the child who was kneeling on the ground stood up tremblingly, rushed to the center of the platform as if he had lost his soul, and pulled the copper mechanism on it with all his might.

Accompanied by a series of ups and downs creaking sounds, the small hole in the roof that leaked light was slowly closed.However, the cast light was not completely blocked, but reflected and bounced by several silver mirrors hidden deep in the roof, showing a breathtaking scene in the dark space!
Outsiders would never have imagined that in this building named Luoxing Pavilion, there is actually a complex and exquisite hemispherical inner shell hidden!The inner shell is covered with large or small holes, and behind the shell is a pure silver polished spherical mirror.Even in daylight, as long as there is light shining through these holes through the mirror, the star-studded celestial sphere can be accurately and vividly reproduced!
Mo Zeming raised his head, just like every late night stargazing alone in the past, he compared the records on the paper with the stars in the sky, and repeatedly checked his calculation results step by step.In the Luoxing Pavilion, which seemed to be an endless void, he looked so small, but he seemed to understand everything in the world.

"Sirius is not in its place, and people will eat each other. If the arc is full, the world will rise. Guard your heart, and divide the Kyushu—I did not miscalculate. This celestial phenomenon is really a bad omen!"

In fact, the young man had already predicted in his heart that there would be no omissions in his calculations, but he still cried out as if he couldn't believe the result.His sleeves and long placket picked up the sheets of thin counting paper scattered at his feet, and the few bone-like counting chips in his hand could no longer be grasped, and fell to the ground one after another, in a burst of crisp The sound was interrupted several times.

"Little Patriarch, the so-called ominous omen may not appear once in thousands of years. How could it come so suddenly now?"

"Mo Chen, do you still remember that my father once said that the destiny of a star is an unfathomable thing, and it is even more difficult to change it. I have been in and out of Luoxing Pavilion too frequently in the past three years. Because of this, there has been a change... What should come will eventually come, it's just a matter of sooner or later..."

Faced with doubts, Mo Zeming's eyes were full of helplessness.He was helpless because he was helpless in the coming great changes, and also helpless because of the ruthlessness of Xingming, leaving no room for maneuver.There also seemed to be some remorse in those eyes, regretting that he hoped too much to prepare for this day in advance, but was eager for quick success and haste.

But he quickly calmed down his emotions, and his face returned to the previous indifference that did not match his age, and asked with his back turned:

"Mo Chen, the soldier I trained you hard three years ago, is it useless now?"

"Little Patriarch, have you reached this point? You have no other choice—"

Mo Chen just wanted to persuade, but he nodded vigorously when he saw the child in front of him:

"If it weren't for this, the children of Ye Kingdom might not be able to escape this disaster."

"In this way, this subordinate will personally lead people to hide in Mulu City today, and make all preparations. When the time is right, you can act accordingly." The man didn't say any more, just bowed his hands respectfully, and quickly Bu squatted down in front of Mo Zeming.

"Mo Chen, please remember, you must be careful in this trip, and you must not startle the snake..."

The silver-haired boy also skillfully climbed up the man's generous back, but he still confessed to him worriedly.Then he turned his eyes to the cloud-shrouded land of Wanzhou outside the gate of Luoxing Pavilion, his lips trembled a few times, "Jiang Yan, Qi Ziyin, we will meet again someday. Before that, don't die It's gone!"

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