After the gourds became refined, farming made a fortune and exploded in another world

Mu Baiyi finished reading the last page of the book, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the morning light outside the window, "I read the books all night without knowing it. There are books here that I have never seen before. It is really beneficial!"

The book boy had already fallen asleep on the desk, and it was not until Mu Baiyi opened the window that he was woken up by the glare of the sun.

"My lord? Have you been reading all night?" The book boy rubbed his eyes and went out to fetch water.

Mu Baiyi was indeed the number one young man in white clothes in the world, a gentleman in a glorious manner, as gentle as jade.

Mu Baiyi stood in front of the window, looking up at the scenery outside, the person who built this elegant house must be a refined person.

The library buildings of Yashe are built in such a poetic and picturesque way, and they also take care of the atmosphere for the students to read. The owner here is very interesting.

"My lord, hurry up and wash up! Are you going back to the Duke's mansion today? Miss and Madam went to the Dao Pavilion yesterday." The book boy wet the handkerchief and waited on him.

Mu Baishu thought of the bad things in the Duke's mansion, and he beat his hand holding the veil, "I won't go back, let's go to the Dao Pavilion to have a look."

After washing up, Mu Baiyi stepped out of the library.

The library is surrounded by small quiet rooms, which include washrooms, bedrooms, and study rooms, for those students who come here to read quietly.

If you want to rent such a room all year round, the cost is not a small amount.

In particular, Yashe has a large collection of books, which are the things that students like them dream of.

Many people are willing to spend a lot of money to rent a room here to study here.

The room Mu Baiyi rented was a deluxe room on the second floor, so there were very few people living there.

When he got downstairs, Mu Baiyi saw a young servant hanging a letter.

This picture is flying like a dragon and flying like a phoenix, and it penetrates the back of the paper. What makes him most concerned is the above sentence.

Let his originally irritable and confused mind suddenly become enlightened.

"Who wrote this word?" Mu Baiyi asked.

The boy who hung the calligraphy and painting said with a smile: "This is written by our master himself."

"So that's how it is." Mu Baiyi looked up at the writing, lost in thought.

The words on the painting read, "A young man should be soaring, grasping the stars and holding the moon and chasing the sun".

The meaning couldn't be more obvious. When young people are in high spirits, they should soar upwards, go to the stars, the moon and the sun, and radiate light. May we die as young people.

But what is he doing now?

He chases after the world's praise of him every day, and believes that he is the unparalleled young man in white.

So what if you read a lot?What did he do again?I have been sheltered by my family all the time, and I am free and easy outside, enjoying those vanities.

Obviously his father pretended to be confused in order to preserve the glory of the Duke's Mansion, but he couldn't understand it, thinking that as long as they were bright enough and capable enough, those people would not dare to suppress them.

He took it for granted that he enjoyed the glory his father received from being scolded, but he looked down on his incompetence in his heart.

Sometimes he wonders why his mother is so incompetent?Can't you control your father?
No?It's not that the mother can't control the father, but because the mother has some guesses in her heart, right?

Thinking of his mother who endured being framed and insulted by the concubines all the year round, he felt that he was simply inhuman.

As a man, not only did he not want to protect his mother and sister, but he also hated that family. These things really shouldn't be done.

After Mu Baiyi figured it out, he quickly walked out of the Library Pavilion.

But at the door, he met the person he least wanted to see, Wan Shu from the Wan family.

Wan Shu is Wan Ruoxue's elder brother, and his pair of sinister eyes are exactly the same as Wan Ruoxue's.

"Hey! Where is our number one white-clothed gentleman going in such a hurry?" Wan Shu held a folding fan, looking suave and suave.

If you look carefully, you can also find that the dressing styles of the two are very similar.

Mu Baiyi curled his lips secretly, what a cowardly imitation!

Mu Baiyi sneered, "I don't need to worry about where I go, it's better to go back and finish the teacher's homework."

Saying that, regardless of Wan Shu's ugly face, he left quickly.

He wants to go back to see his mother and sister. He hasn't been back for a year.

The bookboy trotted along to barely keep up with him.

Wan Shu looked at his back and narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Are you all ready?"

The servant next to him smiled sinisterly, "Young master, don't worry, this time he will definitely let him go and never return!"

"That's good!" Wan Shu smiled sternly, and left the library as if nothing had happened.

On the carriage, the book boy stared with big eyes, not knowing why.

"My lord, didn't you mean to go to Dao Pavilion? Where are you going now?" The book boy glanced through the window and found that he had already left Yashe.

The carriage walked along the flat road down the mountain, and it was very smooth, without feeling the slightest jolt of the carriage.

"Go back to the mansion." Mu Baiyi was sitting upright, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

The book boy was not talking, but began to cook tea carefully.

He intends to cook a pot of Biluochun for the young master, and the young master has the habit of drinking tea on the way.

The sound of horseshoes kicked into the bamboo forest, the breeze blew, and the woods made a salsa sound, as sweet as a woman playing a piano.

Ding!
Whoosh whoosh!
Countless arrows were nailed to the carriage.

"My lord, there are assassins!" Shu Tong hurriedly protected Mu Baiyi.

Mu Baiyi looked a little dignified, drew out the soft sword at his waist, and rushed out of the carriage.

The sound of weapons colliding and the sound of weapons cutting into flesh made this originally quiet bamboo forest smell like blood.

The bamboo leaves brought up by the inner strength are like petals falling one after another.

Soon, there were more and more people in black around, and there were only two guards left under Mu Bai.

"Who are you?" Mu Baiyi's white gown was already stained with blood.

The leading man in black wore a strange mask, which looked hideous and terrifying.

"Our Black Tiger Hall only takes money to do things, and never asks why. Now that someone pays for your life, you just give it to you obediently. How can there be so much nonsense?"

As he spoke, he faced Mu Baiyi again.

Mu Baiyi's battle became more and more difficult, and he also had multiple sword wounds on his body. The blood seeped through the white cloth, which looked particularly terrifying.

Just when the opponent's long sword was about to pierce his chest, Mu Baiyi slowly closed his eyes, his short life is coming to an end, right?
He has just realized the true meaning of life. He wants to change the current situation. He has not been filial to his parents and protected his sister. He still has a lot of things to do!

Mu Baiyi's face was tense, waiting for death to come.

After waiting for a long time, there was no pain as imagined. When I opened my eyes, I saw a scene of more than a dozen people being beaten into the air.

I saw a flash of golden light, and the person in the lead flew upside down more than ten feet away, and smashed heavily on the bamboo.

"My site is all stained with blood, can you afford it?"

Ji Yao descended from the sky, and her long purple dress bloomed at her feet like a peony in full bloom.

Mu Baiyi was dumbfounded.

This woman is amazing.

"Who are you?" The leading man spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered to his feet.

I encountered a hard stubble today.

Since the establishment of the Black Tiger Hall, they have never encountered such a strong opponent.

Ji Yao slowly stepped forward and took two steps, and the man in black took two steps back.

"Who am I? This place with a radius of a hundred miles is mine, who do you think I am?" Ji Yao had a smile on her face, but her smile was murderous.