Jiaohua

Chapter 652: A Woman Disguises As A Man (Part [-])
Nie Huimo naturally remembered this matter.

The word "Ali" has been silent for these years, but after Li Ju abandoned his capital and went east, this name became famous all over the world in the shortest time, even overshadowing the light of her only orphan girl in Dingguo Duke's mansion.

Nie Huimo suddenly thought, if she is willing to stand up, raise her arms, and recruit talents in the name of Dingguo Mansion, then those high-ranking people who were abandoned by Li Ju will definitely gather to her in the shortest possible time under the banner of

These loyalty and obedience are not comparable to interests, but the existence of faith and belief.

So, she who has been hidden for many years suddenly appeared, did she have this plan?
"So general," Xin Shun continued, "regardless of whether we can get any clues related to Ali from Zhao Ning, we might as well have a second-hand preparation, first find Tianrongwei's hiding place in Hengxiang, and rescue those Sir, in this way, whether it is to Dongping Academy or to Ali, it is a favor."

Favor.

Nie Huimo withdrew his gaze, and looked at the distant sky again. The white clouds stretched out like a huge piece of cotton. Under the clear sky, half of Hengxiang City Mansion was full of people.

"Favour..." Nie Huimo said softly, "Favour for A Li? Mr. Fengcai doesn't think it seems familiar?"

Xin Shun was startled, and suddenly recalled what happened in General Zhen Guo's residence four years ago.

"Master Zhu Xian is highly respected, it is indeed worthless to die that year." Xin Shun murmured.

It was also his attention back then, who suggested that Nie Huimo try to rescue Zhu Xian.

The men sent by Nie Huimo did rush into the residence of General Zhen Guo, but Lu Mingfeng saw that the situation was unfavorable, so he directly stabbed Zhu Xian to death with a knife.

It is a pity, a great pity.

Not to mention public, private, Xin Shun has a heart of admiration and friendship for Zhu Xian.

"I have never regarded Ali as an ally or someone to win over, and that's why," Nie Huimo said, "so this favor may be exempted, but if you feel that there is still a need to save Dongping Academy, you can go a head."

Xin Shun lowered his head: "Yes, General."

"It's time for me to prepare," Nie Huimo said lightly, "Before I go to Zhao Ning, I have to meet someone first."

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Another piece of music on the stage was sung.

But there was almost no reaction from the audience, only scattered applause.

One of the people clapping was the disgruntled old Tong.

Huadan sang reluctantly, absent-mindedly, while Tsing Yi stopped singing at all, humming at times.

But no one cared at all, everyone in the audience was discussing the killing of Governor Huang.

Old Tong loved to listen to operas and was always dissatisfied with Tsing Yi, but he still clapped his hands when the curtain ended.

Zhi Changle didn't like to listen very much, and chatted with him occasionally, and spent the rest of the time eating and looking around while nibbling on melon seeds.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't sit at the same table with them. She thought it was noisy, so she went to a quiet corner near the back.

Zhi Changle found that she was painting, but it was not a painting in the strict sense. There were no mountains, no water, and no figures or flowers. It was neatly arranged horizontally and vertically, like a chessboard, but not as regular as a chessboard. sequence.

It's not quite like a map.

But Ah Li wants to be quiet now, so it's not easy for him to ask more questions.

Another opera opened, singing "The Lonely Moon Boat". As soon as they appeared, there were five opera actors, which was extremely lively.

This play is Lao Tong's favorite, Zhi Changle has listened to it a few times, and looked up at the stage.

More and more people came to the theater, chatting in full swing, Xia Zhaoyi finished the last stroke and re-measured to make sure he was correct.

She left Old Man Qi here because the first reason was that Old Man Qi had been hiding in Tibet for nearly ten years. He had escaped from the world for too long, and there were many new things, so his reaction was overwhelmed.

For example, the new porcelain produced in the past two years has a different firing method than before, including the new jade carving technique, the innovation of paper, the re-evolution of lacquer color, etc., which old man Qi doesn't understand at all.

And Zhao Ning is in the upper class and is a well-connected businessman. The new things she comes into contact with can open old man Qi's horizons a lot.

Second, there is another reason why she let Old Man Qi stay in Hengxiang, which is relatively stable, and that is to build a city.

Of course, just remodeling on paper.

A city construction including sewer drainage, city defense river construction, and house planning in the city.

The picture in front of her is a prototype, and she has to copy one and send it back to Master.

In the booklet she asked Zhili to bring back to the master in advance, she wrote down her many confusions in the past few years. The master should have read it. I don't know how the master will answer it, or will the master be confused?

At this time, the singing on the stage reached the most exciting point, the old man drew out his sword and stabbed at Tsing Yi, the young man came to stop him, and there was chaos in the repeated singing.

Xia Zhaoyi looked up at the stage, estimating the time in his heart, it was almost the same.

She had to go to the prison to take a look at Wang Changqi's current situation.

The things on the table were cleaned up and Lao Tong took them back after watching the opera.

Xia Zhaoyi and Zhi Changle came out from the gate of the theater, and Zhi Changle, who was bored, sighed: "It can be regarded as coming out."

This theater is very close to the prison, less than three hundred steps away.

The streets are full of people, crowded and crowded, and a large number of officers and soldiers pass through it.

Xia Zhaoyi didn't go to the prison right away, but found a shop selling clothes, and changed into a simple and gloomy men's clothing.

If a woman wants to pretend to be a man, it is definitely not a matter of changing clothes and hairstyles, or putting on a fake beard.

Half an hour later, the branch leader Lehu who was waiting behind an inn was patted on the shoulder.

When he turned his head, he saw a crooked figure, dull eyes, and a wrinkled, wrinkled old man's face.

"What are you doing?" Zhi Changle called.

"Will you take a good look at me again?" The bad old man smiled, his voice was clear and sweet.

Zhi Changle's eyes widened in fright: "Ali?!"

From head to toe, including her hands and neck, they were all dull and yellow. She was very particular about details, and even added a few age spots to herself.

But if you look closely, there are indeed her original facial features, but only a few points.

"I'm scared to death," Zhi Changle said repeatedly, "A Li, you are so amazing!"

"I don't like to dress up in men's clothes," Xia Zhaoyi walked forward with a hunchback, and said as he walked, "It's because of the trouble."

"You can dress up as Mr. Pianpian."

"It's difficult to distinguish between male and female, but it attracts people's attention."

Zhi Changle nodded: "That's right." After a pause, he continued, "It can be seen that what is said in the drama script is all false, how can a beautiful woman disguised as a man not be discovered."

"Not without it," Xia Zhaoyi waved his hand, "We don't need to study these things carefully."

She was deeply involved in the play, and when she said these words, she was always hunched, her gesture of waving her hands and her tone of voice were undoubtedly that of a bad old man who had suffered a lot in life.

Zhi Changle felt that Lao Tong didn't need to stay in the theater to watch the show at all. Ah Li is so good, wouldn't it be good to watch Ah Li?

(End of this chapter)