Tewat's Me Undercover in Solstice Winter

Chapter 280 Zhongli's 'Entrustment'

The big benefactor suddenly appeared.

As the leader of Yunhan Club, Mr. Yun with slightly white sideburns naturally wanted to show up to thank him.

The life expectancy of people in Tivat is longer than that of ordinary people in Lin Feng's hometown.

Therefore, Mr. Yun, who has become a grandfather, is only about 40 years old in appearance.

Judging by the standards of the troupe's pillars.

At his age, he can still maintain his state for a few years.

Mr. Yun, who was on stage again, still had some nervousness on his face.

It's not that I'm nervous about myself.

But for his granddaughter Yunjin.

He just broke into a cold sweat when he saw the overreaction of those old spectators in the background.

have to say.

Letting a child who is only a teenager but not yet an adult be on stage, it is still the grand finale.

This is a very bold decision.

When Mr. Yun made this decision, many people in the troupe were against it.

It's not that Yun Jin's singing is not good, it's simply because Yun Jin is too young.

The Yunhan Club is very famous in Liyue, known as the number one theater club, with loyal audiences of all ages from young to old, especially those who are older, and they never leave every show.

The problem also lies here.

There are many loyal old audiences, which means that they are extremely picky about the repertoire of the performance and the roles they appear in.

As long as there is something that is not to their liking, they will throw their cups and leave, just like the old spectators who left the venue just now.

In addition, Yun Jin was young and it was her first time on stage.

Even though the old people of Yunhan club were full of praise for Yun Jin's singing skills when they were in the audience.

But practicing off stage is one thing, performing on stage is another.

Facing hundreds of audiences who came to listen to the play, it was the grand finale, and the pressure was not ordinary.

Especially when those old spectators got up and left, Mr. Yun was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out.

Fortunately, Yun Jin was not affected by these people who left the scene in the slightest.

Singing is also quite satisfactory, not super-level performance, but not out of standard.

However, this standard is relative to Yunjin's own level. In fact, her singing is no different from other roles in Yunhan Club, and she fully deserves the title of finale.

The heavy bag of Mora is affirmation of Yunjin.

Liyue's rules are like this.

If the song is sung well, the audience will reward it.

There are not a few who spend extravagantly.

But even if those high-rollers in the past were generous, they were not so generous.

After Mr. Yun took the stage.

She didn't even look at the bag, Mo La, but first introduced her granddaughter to the spectators, making the name Yunjin officially appear in Liyue's opera world for the first time.

Next.

This is the part of thanks.

After a lot of flattery and thanks, the big drama of Yunhan Society's new role finally came to an end.

But the word ending is only relative to other audiences.

As the big sponsor of this scene, Lin Feng was naturally invited to the backstage to express his gratitude, and it was Mr. Yun himself who came forward to invite him.

It can be said to give enough face.

"Old man Yunmo, I haven't known the name of the honored guest yet."

At the backstage of the Yunhan Club, Mr. Yun greeted Lin Feng and the others in a courteous manner.

"Lin Feng."

"Zhongli."

"Humph--"

"Manage the water, cut the moon, Ping."

Except for Zhenjun Liuyun Bianfeng, who was not too kind, the others all returned a salute to Mr. Yun one by one.

Among them, Zhongli's meticulous etiquette in ancient times attracted Yunmo's attention: "Mr. Zhongli is very knowledgeable, and there are not many people who follow this etiquette nowadays."

"Ah."

Zhongli nodded and didn't say much.

Then, Yun Mo brought Yun Jin here to get to know Lin Feng and the others, and promised to give them the best box in Heyu Tea House in the future, and whenever Yunhan Club performed, they would reserve a good seat for them, even if they didn't Come on, no one will occupy that seat, and the tea specifications are all in accordance with the highest level of Heyu Teahouse, that is, whatever the best tea in the Heyu Teahouse is in the season, they will be served whatever tea.

"Mr. Yun will cost a lot of money."

After listening, Lin Feng looked at Yun Mo with a half-smile.

It is true that Heyu Teahouse cooperates with Yunhan Society, but Heyu Teahouse also wants to make money.

In Liyue.

The tea seats in Heyu Teahouse are second to none, like Lin Feng and Zhongli, where they are watching a play, and after a play, counting some of the good tea in Qiaoyingzhuang, there is no one who can't afford it.

Moreover, there is no rule in Heyu Teahouse to reserve a seat for someone.

in other words.

Yunmo's promise is actually tantamount to the fact that Yunhan Society has invested in this position for Lin Feng and the others for a long time.

In this way, the cost is really not small.

Even in terms of Yunhan Society's income, such expenses are not a small burden.

But Yun Mo didn't care about this, and said with a smile: "It's rare to have a bosom friend in life. Since the distinguished guest is willing to support Jin'er today, it's a natural affirmation of her. A small amount of money and things outside of the body are nothing to worry about."

"Mr. Yun Mo has a vision."

Lin Feng and Yun Mo looked at each other and smiled.

This so-called tea seat VIP is actually of little use to Lin Feng.

Although he listens to operas, he is not a particularly fanatical lover of operas. In comparison, Zhongli's love for listening to operas is much more enthusiastic.

Storytelling, opera, walking birds.

Zhongli's three hobbies.

And ever since he handed over the heart of God, he has become that penniless idler Zhong Li, keeping accounts at the Xiangshengtang at every turn, and sometimes when Dadalia accompanied him on trips, he would keep accounts at the North Country Bank.

There is such a place where you can listen to the opera for free and drink tea for free, which is cheaper for Zhong Li.

After a happy conversation.

Lin Feng and the others left Yunhan Club after being sent off by Yun Mo and Yun Jin, and continued to wander the streets of Liyue.

With Lin Feng's company.

Zhongli's big spendthrift problem reappeared.

as he said.

Never brought money with me before.

As a rock god, he cannot create money without permission to destroy the market economy.

So Zhongli is completely unaccustomed to the mode of giving money when buying things.

And not only Zhongli, but also the other three immortals.

The fairies have escaped the world for too long.

On weekdays, they seldom enter Liyue Port, and often they just come to chat with Grandma Ping and Zhongli before leaving, and there is no need to buy anything.

That's why Grandma Ping often walks in the market.

It was rare to go out with Zhongli today, and seeing Zhongli's interest in everything, True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind and the others couldn't help being curious, fumbling here and there, looking here and there.

When you see something you are interested in, you will pick it up and look at it carefully.

But thinking about the embarrassment in his pocket, he gave up again.

They are not like Zhongli.

They can accept the younger generation taking the initiative to spend money on treats, but asking them to take the initiative to ask for money from the younger generation is not in line with their character.

But who is Lin Feng?

He has been struggling with human spirits all year round, and he is best at observing words and demeanor.

Although the immortals don't say anything, the look of love in their eyes can't deceive people.

Especially True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind.

Now she is holding a beautiful jade hairpin in her hand, turning it over and over again, saying that such vulgar things are flashy and easy to affect the state of mind during cultivation, but she still refuses to let it go.

With a smile on his face, Lin Feng bought the jade hairpin with a price of 14 moras, and generously expressed that he gave it to Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Wind.

"Nonsense, I've told you all about me, don't want such vulgar things."

Liu Yun borrowed Feng Zhenjun's face to scold Lin Feng with a worried expression.

"You don't want it, forget it, I'll give it to Yula."

Lin Feng didn't insist either, and put away the hairpin amidst the smiles of the other immortals.

And then next.

As long as it was something that Zhenjun Liuyun Bianfeng handled, he would buy it all with a wave of his hand.

Every time he bought it, he would ask True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind if he wanted it, and if he didn't want it, he would take it away.

It wasn't until Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed the wind that he was completely blown away by the question.

"Here, brat, give me all the previous things!"

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing the Wind in the human form had his brows erect at this time, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"Didn't you ask for it yourself?"

Lin Feng laughed, and took out a few things he had bought and shook them.

Now Master Liuyun Borrowing the Wind is even more angry.

If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't beat Lin Feng now, she really wanted to slap this bastard.

"Here, can I give it to Shen He?"

"Senior Sister Shen He doesn't like this vulgar thing."

"You're not Shen He, how do you know she doesn't like it?"

"You just said that."

Hearing this, Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed Feng's expression froze.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Shen He doesn't like vulgar things. He just cultivates in the mountains every day. 'I don't like vulgar things'. Didn't you say that?"

"I you. This."

Liuyun spent a long time chatting with Master Feng, but searched thousands of years of memory, but couldn't find any words to refute Lin Feng, so he turned his head angrily, and stopped arguing with Lin Feng.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Seeing Zhenjun Liuyun borrowing the wind to be deflated, Zhenjun Lishui Dieshan and Zhenjun Qiyue Zhuyang couldn't help laughing.

Zhong Li couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head.

On the other hand, Grandma Ping held back her smile and said, "That's all right, all right, you don't want to stay in Yun anymore, she is a person who just wants to save face and suffer."

"Ge Chen, who do you think wants to save face and suffer?"

When Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed the wind to hear that Grandma Ping was also teasing him, he immediately retorted even more.

Grandma Ping didn't mind either, and looked at Lin Feng with a smile.

Lin Feng was also unambiguous, he took out something and stuffed it into the hands of True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind.

Originally, it was bought for Liuyun Borrowing Feng Zhenjun, if she hadn't been stubborn, she wouldn't have been used as a joke.

"You, you—"

"Humph--"

"I don't care about you——!"

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind was still stubborn, but this time he was much more honest in his hands, and neatly put these things together, and then pretended to be nonchalant, using all kinds of lame reasons to distract himself from the fact that he was just arrested. subject of ridicule.

See this situation.

The True Lord Lishui Dieshan and the True Lord Cutting the Moon and Zhuyang laughed even more heartily.

There was a cheerful atmosphere among the immortals.

that's it.

Lin Feng accompanied Zhongli and the immortals to visit half of Liyue Port.

They tasted good tea along the way, tried Xiangling's new dishes, and adjusted the quarreling passers-by. At the end, they came to Liyue Port, watching the wharf where the boats came and went and intertwined into shadows.

Grandma Ping sighed: "If you are still here after all, you will be very happy to see the grand occasion of Liyue today."

Among the immortals in Liyue, Grandma Ping, who was still called Aping at that time, had the closest relationship with Guishang.

The two had disputes and debates, but they were also the best bosom friends.

As Yun Mo said before.

A bosom friend is rare in life.

Grandma Ping's bosom friend is the end.

Years ago, Gui Mo died in Gui Li Ji, A Ping was so sad from then on, she put down the gun in her hand, and sealed the piano that she played with Gui Mo in the past. Grandma Ping, who sees through the vicissitudes of the world and retreats to the world of mortals.

"The prosperity of the world is not easy, if she is still there"

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing the Wind also rarely broke the atmosphere, but felt equally dejected.

In the end, my close friend is not only Grandma Ping, but also her.

Back then, the two had been at loggerheads over the organs they had created for each other, and it was only through the emperor's reconciliation that they could put down the dispute.

But the more they fought, the closer the relationship between the two became.

After all, after the fall.

Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed the wind to take over the final machine she designed and built and modified it.

"Finally."

"Hey, how can it be the end? Yixiao Daotian also dreamed of seeing the prosperity of this world."

"So, they are all willing to give their lives."

The last sentence was said by Lin Feng.

It sounds like it at first glance.

It's quite sarcastic.

Seeing that the immortals were all looking at him, Lin Feng smiled softly: "Did Mr. Zhongli say that? The meaning of the rock's existence is to protect it. The rock king is like this, and the immortals are like this. The same is true for King Tuolong."

"I know that the immortals don't like the intrigue of mortals."

"But the immortals must have never thought about why Gui Mo and Yi Xiao Dao Tian Zhenjun are willing to sacrifice their lives to protect Li Yue."

"Yeah, why?"

"Just for the contract? Or for Liyue?"

"No, not at all."

"Just because they love this land, and because they love it so deeply, they are willing to give everything, including their own lives."

"I also know that the immortals hate mortals. In fact, it is not only because the various bad deeds of mortals dislike the immortals. There is also a very important reason. Liyue, who was guarded by Daotian Zhenjun, they would not be able to stop their anger, they would have the urge to suppress Liyue Port, and they would want people who violated the spirit of Liyue in the past to give Guizhong and Yixiao to Daotian Your apology."

"But because of Yan Wang Dijun's face, they can't do this. They can only hide in the mountains with the idea of ​​​​out of sight and out of mind, and never come out of the mountains again."

"But have you ever thought about it?"

"Is it because Liyue's mortals are so unscrupulous because there is no threat on their heads?"

"They broke the contract, did all kinds of things that blasphemed the rock king in private, and even spoke rudely to the immortals."

"Is it because the fairy has disappeared?"

It's over.

Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Wind and the others couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

As Lin Feng said, immortals avoid the world.

In addition to the question of the luck of the immortals in Mandrill's mouth, there is also the fact that the immortals do not want to be disturbed by the world of mortals.

Even when Liyue changed, they promised to support Gan Yu and Yan Fei.

But they are still unwilling to join the WTO, they are just willing to show up for Emperor Yan when Liyue has unsolvable problems.

Now look.

Without the suppression of Immortal and Rock King Dijun, Liyue people have gradually deviated from the road of old friends and Dijun towards Liyue.

Seeing Zhenjun Liuyun borrowing the wind and the others' frowned and pensive expressions, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows at Zhongli.

These words.

But when Zhongli was looking for an artifact to make, Zhongli specially entrusted him to say it.

The old gentleman was very dissatisfied with Liyue's current situation, and also very worried.

Losing the suppression of Yan Wang Dijun, those people with ulterior motives really started to turmoil.

So Zhong Li entrusted Lin Feng to use Lin Feng's mouth to persuade the immortals to replace Yan Wangdijun as the sharp sword hanging on Liyueren's head.

such.

The turmoil in Liyue will naturally subside.

(End of this chapter)