Concubine Mad Queen

But he said that it was about Wu Quanan taking a carriage to the Xichun Opera Troupe. At that time, Wu Quanan got off the carriage and reported his identity. Although the guards outside looked at Wu Quanan subtly, they quickly At that time, Wu Quanan and the servants he brought were brought into the Xichun Opera Troupe by the people of the Xichun Opera Troupe.

This Xichun opera troupe is actually not much different from ordinary opera troupes. The hall on the first floor was originally a place for singing, and when you enter, you will find rows of tables and chairs with tea bowls on them. When there are opera singing , There will also be some snacks such as claws on the table. Of course, whether it is all kinds of melon and fruit spiritual food, or refreshments, these all cost money.

In front of the tables and chairs is a tall and large stage, surrounded by a layer of barriers, which are all surrounded by cloth. Naturally, there is no singing on this stage at this time.

Then there are the stairs that climb up to the second floor facing the straight entrance door. They are all made of wood. I hope that in this bustle, there are still a few quiet nobles who use it. The value is naturally different from the ones below, and even some basic things are different, and the price is also different.

And Wu Quan'an is being taken to the second floor. It's not the first time for Wu Quan'an to come to this Xichun Opera Troupe, but he hasn't been here a few times before, and he has a good relationship with a few people. Come and listen. Listening to music or something, as for future development, anyway, Wu Quanan has a sense of proportion. At least Wu Quanan is a father. I did a lot of work, but in the end nothing major happened, and all these years have been quite peaceful.

Thinking of this, Wu Quan'an hated his son even more, and thought that if he took him back, he would see how he would take this boy up.

It was only a moment to think about it, and he was taken into a box in the middle of the second floor. As soon as Wu Quanan entered, he saw a strange face. But his class level is not considered high.But it’s okay to hang out with a few banquets. It’s okay for someone from a wealthy family in the capital, or someone with a heavy official position, even if he can’t get to know each other on the surface and say a few words, but watching from a distance, it’s okay. .

And Wu Quan'an has an advantage that he has a very good memory. He only needs to memorize one side carefully, not to mention that he is very familiar with it. No matter what the reason is, he should treat him as a person who cannot be offended. When the time comes to ask about the identity of the person, he was not rude before, and he can't afford to cause trouble. Anyway, for Wu Quan'an like this, he can't hate it anyway. .

And when he was brought into this room, sitting at the table opposite the door was a man dressed in black. The man's face was a little cold, or rather expressionless and serious, but Wu Quan'an carefully analyzed the thoughts in his mind. I thought about this person in the information, but I didn't have the slightest impression.It is basically certain that this person's status will not be high, but this person's aura is extraordinary. Wu Quanan did not dare to be presumptuous at first, so he smiled: "This... I don't know how to call it."

The man in black just looked at Wu Quan'an coldly and said, "You don't need to know who I am, but you know that your son came to the Xichun Troupe to make trouble for no reason?"

Wu Quan'an was very excited about this person, did he really look proud? Could it be those big people he ignored, but Wu Feng caused trouble outside, and he wanted to make a big deal into a small one. Then he whispered: "Hey, my son, forgive me, I just came here in a hurry to solve the problem. I don't know where my son is now."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." But at this moment, Wu Quanan heard a few whimpers. Wu Quanan didn't pay much attention to it at first, but then the sobs became louder. When Wu Quanan listened carefully, it seemed that it was coming from behind. Passed over.

Wu Quan'an turned his head in some doubts, then took a deep breath, startled himself, he came in in a hurry just now, and didn't even think about closing the door, there was someone guarding outside, and he was also the master at home, so closing the door He didn't need to do anything about it, so he didn't bring it to the door.At this time, at the door, there stood a man with a bruised nose and a swollen face from a beating. His eye sockets were a little blue, but from those eyes that were no longer too big, he could see small wet eyes that he didn't know whether it was grievance or pain.

So as soon as I turned around, it was really easy to startle people when I saw such a person.At first, Wu Quan'an was thinking in his heart, this person is unlucky, how could he be beaten so hard, he didn't take it seriously at first, then he glanced down slightly, and then stopped.Because there was a jade pendant hanging on the waist of the man who was beaten badly, Wu Quanan recognized that jade pendant, didn't he give it to his son? Appeared, what is still unclear now, the person who was beaten was his son!

Wu Quan'an, who was quite fine at first, turned livid in an instant, and said angrily at the servant he brought: "Hurry up and help the young master!"

Then Wu Quanan turned his head sharply and looked angrily at the sitting man in black. The expression on his face was filled with anger, which looked a little scary. There was some nonsense before, but it’s not enough to beat up my next son like this, which way the young master is, it’s always a bottom line, we have something to talk about.”

The man in black looked at Wu Quan'an and said, "Why don't you ask your son."

The head of the Xichun Opera Troupe has come over now, and told Wu Quan'an about Wu Feng's successive troubles, but the identity of the person behind it? After thinking about it, the Xichun Opera Troupe still didn't say anything. Didn’t the sitting man in black speak? As for what will happen next, it’s beyond the control of Xichun Opera Troupe. He’s also being put on fire now. Many things from before to now are simply out of his control of.

The Xichun Troupe sighed deeply, this capital city really has no background, and it is really difficult to move an inch.

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