king of black mist.

Chapter 152

The night sky was dark, and the pear garden was brightly lit, like a cluster of bonfires under the sky. There were laughter everywhere, and the banter on the stage was sonorous.

Zhong Yingru's eyes suddenly returned to Li Changzhou.

She had cheated a few times, and she was half-aware physically, but it was the first time she noticed today that there was a kind of sarcasm when he laughed.

It's like talking to the characters on the stage-there is the heavenly king Laozi on the stage, and the farts in the audience dare to point and point, they don't care at all.

Is this what he looks like to outsiders?
"It's difficult for a strong man?" The tall, thin middle-aged man repeated the word and sneered.

He flicked up his gown and sat down on the stool.

"Second Master Li," the tall, thin middle-aged man's tone was full of ridicule and sarcasm, "People live in this world, but God makes things difficult for them. How hard is it to live? You are not young, so you don't understand the truth?"

Zhong Yingru frowned, then turned her eyes to the middle-aged man.

"No matter who is behind you, how dare you talk to the second master like that?"

Now the entire Xia Kingdom is decided by the Li family, the Song family, and the Zhao family. Li Changzhou is the second young master of the Li family. Except for a few people, who would dare to give him face?
The assassination a few days ago, if Marshal Li hadn't wanted to test his son and decide his successor, Song City would have already been in a bloody storm, with blood flowing like rivers.

"Li Changzhou," the middle-aged man twitched his lips and looked at Li Changzhou, "Do you think I dare?"

Li Changzhou was deep in thought, what could he gain by pretending to join the other party?
Once the other side wins over themselves, they will not try to win over others. They will lose an enemy in the dark and have one more helper, and they will still know how they plan to deal with Li Dashuai and Li Bichang.

Both Zhong Yingru and the middle-aged man in long clothes looked at him. He was lying on the bed, his elbows supported the armrest, his hands and five fingers were facing each other in front of his chest, and his eyes were contemplative.

"Forget it." The two suddenly heard him say.

In the beginning, I made false claims with the assassin, but I was just a newcomer and wanted to see and see.

Now let him obey the orders of an organization for a long time, even if the other party has a certain status and dare not treat himself as a human being, even if the task becomes easier (simple does not mean that it can be completed), what's the point?
"Forget what?" The middle-aged man in the long coat frowned.

On the stage, deafening gongs and cymbals came down.

The heroine flicked her sleeves, and the emerald headdress shone blue.

Zhong Yingru covered her mouth and stared wide-eyed. The eyes of the middle-aged man in the long gown were burning white, the whites of the eyes engulfed the pupils, and the eye sockets were completely white.

He was still sitting on the stool, but his whole body was stiff, giving off a pale feeling like a candle.

On the stage, Wu Sheng flicked his face, and a ghostly mask appeared.

"Okay!" There were cheers everywhere.

Black Death slowly retracted his sickle, his figure gradually blurred.

"Second Master!" The door was pushed open at once, and Liu De led someone in.

The Black Death is good everywhere, but there will be a chilly wind when it comes out, so it can be used to enjoy the coolness in summer.

"Hang him at the gate of the city for three days." Li Changzhou pointed to the middle-aged man in long gown who had lost his soul.

Liu De looked at the corpse, his face changed and his pupils dilated. The corpse in front of him didn't resist and didn't have any wounds. He died suddenly, and the appearance of death was extremely strange.

"Do you want to send someone to watch?" His attitude towards Li Changzhou, in addition to power and money, also had a little obedience in terms of strength.

"What is a dead body looking at? Let him take it if anyone wants it. Throw it out, it's bad luck to put it here." Li Changzhou picked up the wine and took a sip.

"Yes." Liu De turned his head and shouted at his subordinates in a low voice, "Take it away!"

The bodyguard stepped forward and carried the body out neatly, leaving only Li Changzhou and Zhong Yingru in the box.

"You saw it too," Li Changzhou put down his wine glass, "I've caused a lot of trouble recently, and even my elder brother wants to kill me, so let's not have any contact during this time."

He turned his head and looked at Zhong Yingru who was still in shock: "We will be together again when the matter is resolved."

Zhong Yingru put down her hands on her chest, and turned her gaze to Li Changzhou.

She had a complicated expression, as if meeting him for the first time.

After a while, she said dully, "I thought you were just good-looking and would please women."

"I'm good-looking, I'll admit it. If you're good at pleasing women, you'll have to separate people." Li Changzhou smiled, "Sister-in-law, go back early, pay attention to safety on the road, it's best not to go out during this time."

Zhong Ying subconsciously nodded, and when she came back to her senses, she stood up and walked outside.

"Sister-in-law."

Zhong Yingru turned her head and saw Li Changzhou pointing at her shawl, where the shawl was still on.

She walked back as if lost, reached out to pick up the shawl, and when she was about to turn her head, she suddenly rushed forward.

She pressed down on Li Changzhou who was lying on the soft bed, her hands hugged his neck tightly, and her delicate face was pressed against his, as if she wanted to draw warmth from him.

The two of them are as close as spoons stacked together, as long as Li Changzhou puts his hands down, he can wrap his arms around her slender waist, and further down, her curvy buttocks.

"Ah Zhou," she whispered, "I am yours for the rest of my life. If you die, whether I want to or not, I will die with you."

She raised her head, her red lips with rouge, exhaled warm air, her lips were slightly parted, and her tongue was already protruding slightly before it fell down.

Li Changzhou dropped his hand and knocked her out.

Picking up the back collar of her cheongsam, she threw it on the soft bed next door.

"Damn it!" He couldn't help cursing in a low voice, dusting his chest with his hands.

If the scent is left behind, will I still have the face to see Miss Yang?This woman is out of her mind!
Li Changzhou put his fingers into the wine glass, wanting to splash some wine on his body to smell the wine, but after thinking about it, he forgot.

Whether it is him or Yang Qinglan, they don't actually drink alcohol, they just try it occasionally as a life experience.

He sighed for a long time, feeling very annoying, more annoying than killing someone and having one more enemy.

It seems to be right with him, the stage is more lively, and the Spring Emperor is on the stage.

Xu Sheng dressed up, even in costumes and oil paints, he could tell that he had a very good temperament, calm and composed but always revealing a little melancholy, and his appearance was a great beauty, no wonder he was named the four beauties by the newspaper.

The opera accent should be as light as it should be, and heavy as it should be. In her mouth, Beijing opera is handled like a candy, and she can do whatever she wants.

The title of the play is "Beat the Drum and Scold Cao", and she plays Mi Heng.

"Even if my head is cut off, I will be famous all over the world as someone who scolds Cao!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the sound waves of cheers from the audience almost became substantive, and the box was about to be overturned.

After the curtain ended, Li Changzhou responded with applause and asked Liu De to prepare a flower basket and go backstage to meet her.

"What about the clothes?"

"Isn't the beard attached yet?"

"Where did the black film go?"

In the backstage dressing room, the actresses are busy with their tops and makeup.

Chunhuang had known in advance that Second Master Li was coming, so he came to greet him early.

Before she could open her mouth, Li Changzhou walked over at a faster pace, and before reaching her, he clasped his fists with a smile: "Miss Wu, Li Changzhou is so polite!"

Chun Huang, whose real name is Wu Chun'er.

It was not called this name at first, but Sun Xiaoyun later changed it for her——Wu Wu Chun Er, who is not only the emperor of spring, but also has no spring.

Seeing Li Changzhou wearing a suit but bowing deliberately, Wu Chun'er giggled, a little girlish, but also a little generous and hearty.

Li Changzhou turned around and took the flower basket from Liu De, handed it to Emperor Chun, and clasped his fists again:
"I have been abroad all year round, and I don't know much about theater, and I look down on it. Today, Emperor Chun gave me a slap in the face, which made me more knowledgeable."

"Second Master, don't say that," Wu Chun'er pursed her lips and smiled, her face was still makeup, and she was as beautiful as a silhouette in 1928, "If it spreads, if someone says I will slap you when we meet, I will be slapped Curse to death."

"That's right." Li Changzhou smiled, "It's not a big deal if I get slapped, but it's a big deal if people don't dare to come and listen to Chunhuang's play."

He turned his head and said to Liu De: "Tell all the newspapers in the city that I, Li Er, slapped myself after listening to the play of Emperor Chun."

"Here!" Liu De clasped his fists and replied loudly, like an ancient general taking orders.

Wu Chun'er giggled again, her smile was so happy that she was embarrassed by her cheerful personality. She pulled up the sleeve of her costume to cover half of her mouth, only showing her crooked eyes.

Liu De lost his soul when he saw it, and he still hugged his hands together and didn't let go.

After laughing enough, Wu Chun'er took a deep breath and said, "Second Master, if you don't become a master, you will be more popular than me if you come on stage with us."

"Okay." Li Changzhou looked at her with a smile, "When I am no longer a master, I will go to sing operas with the Spring Emperor, go to the ends of the earth, maybe I can become a 'Li Huang', a 'Chang Huang', The title of 'Day Emperor'."

Stared directly at him by his bright black and charming eyes, Wu Chun'er couldn't help but pursed her lips and looked away.

"Chun'er, it's time for your second scene!" Someone shouted in the distance.

Wu Chun'er glanced at Li Changzhou and bit her lip.

"Second Master, I—"

"Hurry up, hurry up," Li Changzhou urged, "I'll wait for you at the front desk, don't you be late?"

Wu Chun'er pursed her lips again, and said with a smile, "Okay! You wait for me, but if I don't see you on stage, I will really slap you."

She showed off her white and tender hands as if showing off.

Li Changzhou laughed loudly: "You say that, but I don't want to go, I want to be slapped!"

After Wu Chun'er left, Liu De gave a thumbs up: "Master, this is you!"

Li Changzhou smiled lightly.

"I heard that the eldest son of the Song family also wanted to take Chun Huang as his concubine, but after the first meeting, Chun Huang ran away overnight. Second Master, if you can take her down, I hope the Song family will not lose her." Liu De said again.

"Actors act every time. How do you know if she smiled at Mr. Song before she ran away? Go ask someone to see what attitude she had towards Mr. Song before."

Liu De hesitated for a moment. Logically, he couldn't leave Li Changzhou, but Li Changzhou's ability to kill just now made him feel a little relieved.

"Okay, let me ask, Second Master, be careful yourself."

"I'm in the background, don't go out, come here to find me when you're all right."

"I'm going right now!"

After Liu De left, Li Changzhou immediately stretched his dog's neck, looking for his Miss Yang like a running dog.

Turning east and west, the "antenna cane" touched the ground and found it quickly.

Sun Xiaoyun was reprimanding a group of apprentices at a corner of the backstage garden corridor, and Yang Qinglan was inside.

"...Be coaxed into your hands with just a few words! Love is a thing that will only appear when you have experienced a lot, gained a lot of knowledge, and broadened your horizons."

As expected of a famous actor in the past, he spoke like singing, with cadences.

"Especially you, Qinglan."

Li Changzhou raised his dog ears.

"Stop showing your face and concentrate on learning opera. You have the best qualifications and the smartest person. You will be on stage in two or three years. Don't think about crooked ways, understand?"

Yang Qinglan bowed her head obediently: "Understood."

"From today onwards, you are not allowed to go to the front, and you are not allowed to see anyone. Practice my body and voice from the back."

"Yes."

Li Changzhou leaned against the pillar with his left hand in his pocket and his right hand holding a cane, looking over there very interestingly.

It was a little far away, and with normal eyesight, it was absolutely impossible to see who he was, but Li Changzhou could see clearly, and Yang Qinglan knew he was watching.

Soon, someone called Sun Xiaoyun, saying that Mr. Liu was visiting.

After Sun Xiaoyun left, everyone dispersed.

"Let's see if some people dare to take the initiative to buy newspapers for the Spring Emperor, cut it."

"Don't cut it, do you have someone who will flatter you? Can you be on stage in two or three years like others? It will take four or five years until you grow up from elementary school to today."

"It's not that I'm not beautiful, and I don't know how to flatter."

Li Changzhou became more interested in watching, but unfortunately Yang Qinglan didn't bother these actresses, but instead glared at him with the eyes of "what are you looking at, come here for me".

Li Changzhou walked quickly, Yang Qinglan also walked this way, and the two met behind the large banana tree.

(End of this chapter)