Value peace

Chapter 30 Longevity Troupe ([-])

In the small dressing room of the Longevity Class, Aunt Qin was checking the final attire of several apprentices. Everyone looked at Aunt Qin solemnly and silently, which formed a sharp contrast with the noisy environment outside.At this moment, a clear voice came from outside: "Mr. Wu, please this way, this way!" The voice was extremely affectionate.

All the people in the room were attracted by the sound, and everyone looked up with their feet on their feet.

I saw a short, fat, white and clean man in his forties nodding and bowing, accompanying a man of his age in the aisle outside the dressing room.

Qin Yu knew that short, fat man. He was the manager of Wanxiu Tower, surnamed Min. He was the one who personally received the Longevity Class when they entered the backstage.The other man was a stranger, and from Manager Min's tone, he should be "Mr. Wu".

Mr. Wu is taller than Manager Min, and his skin is very fair. At first glance, he looks like the kind of person who does not bask in the sun all year round. He has a narrow forehead, bulging cheeks, a face like a frog, and his eyes are squinted because of too many facial muscles. It became a seam, but the lips were as bright and rosy as petals.It was only March in Yangchun, and he had already put on thin summer clothes, and the fat on his body was shaking as he walked.

When Kou'er saw it, he burst out laughing with joy.

Aunt Qin's complexion changed drastically, and she was about to cover Kou'er's mouth when Mr. Wu suddenly twisted his fat neck and looked over.

When Aunt Qin saw her, she greeted her with a flattering smile like Director Min, and called out "Mr. Wu" very respectfully.

Mr. Wu looked at Manager Min suspiciously, and Manager Min immediately introduced: "This is Qin Qing, the leader of Jiangnan Changsheng class, and Yu Louchun's apprentice. He just came to Shengjing from Jiangnan last year. Fengxian introduced you to today's audition for a [-]% discount."

Mr. Wu glanced at Kou'er, whose smile was still on his face, nodded, and asked, "What are you singing?"

Aunt Qin replied respectfully: "Sing Yizhe Ma Po in "Battle in Changzhou" to pick the general."

Mr. Wu nodded again: "That's a good discount, Wusheng has some skills."

Aunt Qin hurriedly said, "Sir, what you said is true."

Mr. Wu turned his head and talked to Manager Min next to him: "Is Xiao Fengxian's illness still not cured? Then who will sing the headline today..." He didn't glance at Aunt Qin from the corner of his eyes, and walked away while talking with Manager Min.

Aunt Qin went back to the dressing room, stared at Kou'er fiercely, and Kou'er was so frightened that she hid behind Qin Yu.

Then that Qionghua asked: "Master, master, is that Mr. Wu the one who wrote "Oiran's Resentment" and "Houyuanhui"?"

Aunt Qin nodded.

Qionghua wailed: "Master, why is this so! He has written so many talented scholars and beauties, yet he looks like a toad..."

Before she finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

Aunt Qin tapped the table lightly, and said with a straight face: "What are you all talking nonsense here? What's wrong with Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu can write the most beautiful music in the world, which one of you give me a try! Only half of his skills , you can walk sideways in Shengjing..."

Qin Yu pulled Qionghua aside and asked, "What song did Mr. Wu write?"

Qionghua laughed and said, "Whoever writes a play! It's "Houyuanhui" which made Xiao Fengxian of the Lianzhu Society popular."

Qin Yu asked: "Is it very profitable?"

Qionghua laughed: "It's not just about making money, many celebrities are looking forward to marrying him!"

Qin Yu bit his lip and bowed his head in thought for a while.

The Changsheng troupe sang the opening scene that day, which was a warm-up before the official troupe took the stage, so that those who came early would not wait to complain, and casually stir up the atmosphere. There is a relatively good state to enter the play.So when the Changsheng class started singing, there was still a lot of noise below the stage, those who drank tea still drank tea, those who ate pastries still ate pastries, and those who met old acquaintances still chatted...

Aunt Qin was very happy.He was not booed, and he had registered an account in Wanxiu Tower. After almost two years in Shengjing, he finally got an admission ticket to Shengjing's drama circle.

After singing the opening scene, several apprentices in the Changsheng class clamored to see another famous actress in the Lianzhu class, Sai Jinhua, sing "Tian Qiongying". Aunt Qin generously acquiesced, and everyone rushed backstage to find a corner After watching a play in the corner, Aunt Qin took everyone to eat glutinous rice balls in Dongshi.

On that day, the Longevity Class was as lively as Chinese New Year.

On the same night, there was a lot of voices in Wanxiu Tower, Fang Jixian, Shangshu of Fanghubu and Shaoqing of Baojian Secretary, in a secluded courtyard with magnolia fragrance in Mrs. Fang's inner house, but the voices were quiet. In front of the mirror stand, he held a comb with angled teeth and carefully combed his long black and thick hair. The weak candlelight refracted in the room through the crystal glass cover, giving him a kind of insightful brightness.

There was a sound of light footsteps outside the house, which was even more clear in this silent night. Fang Shaoying listened intently, and after a while, the sound of footsteps stopped in front of her door.

"Aying, it's Mu, you're asleep!" a gentle voice asked softly.

Fang Shaoying got up and opened the door to welcome her mother in: "Mom, it's so late, why are you still up?"

A middle-aged woman with good looks and elegant temperament walked in. She was Fang Shaoying's mother Du Yuelin.Du Yuelin took the tray containing the supplements from the maid behind him and put them on Fang Shaoying's table: "This is the soup and medicine that the Empress Dowager rewarded. I don't worry about it. I personally urged them to cook it. You should drink it while it's hot!"

Fang Shaoying sat at the table with a smile and drank the pitch-black soup in the small cup on the tray.

Du Yuelin has been looking at his daughter lovingly. Seeing that she finished drinking the soup, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of Fang Shaoying's mouth, and then told the girl next to her: "Put away your things and go to sleep first. Said that I was talking with the girl."

The girl neatly packed her things and closed the door carefully.

Fang Shaoying smiled and said, "Mother is reluctant to part with her daughter, right?"

Gui Yuelin smiled and said, "Of course."

Fang Shaoying snuggled into her mother's arms with a smile, her face was no longer cold, and like all fifteen or six-year-old girls, there was a trace of childishness at the corner of her mouth.

The mother and daughter snuggled together for a while, and the smile on Gui Yuelin's face gradually faded. She patted her daughter's back lightly, and said in a deep voice, "A Ying, you are very smart, but There are some things, Mom wants to remind you a few words."

Fang Shaoying closed her eyes and snuggled into her mother's arms, as if she knew what Du Yuelin was going to say, she said with a coquettish smile: "Mom, you should take care of your brother! He won the first prize and won't be an official, and married another inexplicable Sister-in-law, please take care of your brother when you have time, I have the Queen Mother, so don't worry about it!"

"There is a queen mother!" Du Yuelin's voice slowly cooled down, and said: "The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. The son must take care of the daughter's affairs." As he spoke, he pulled Fang Shaoying from his arms and looked at her with a serious face. With Fang Shaoying.

Looking at this posture, my mother is determined to have a talk with herself today.

Fang Shaoying sighed inwardly, but a childlike smile appeared on her face: "Mom, tell me, I'll listen!"

Du Yuelin felt a chill in his heart when he saw the cheerful smile on his daughter's face that didn't reach his eyes.The daughter who was supposed to act like a baby in her arms was forcibly sent to the palace. After a few years, she has developed a face that is suitable for both laughter and laughter. There is also a lively and self-willed 16-year-old girl... Thinking of it Here, her heart burst into acid.

The daughter is a piece of meat in her heart, and she will never allow anyone to hurt her!

"Aying!" Du Yuelin looked at Fang Shaoying solemnly: "Just remember one thing, you are the princess and Yang Yu's wife, whether it is the Fang family or the queen mother, don't do anything, just remember you part of..."

Fang Shaoying smiled coquettishly: "Mother, don't worry, I will remember your words, I will be a good princess and queen, and I will not embarrass the Fang family."

"Empress?" Du Yuelin looked at her daughter's delicate and beautiful smile, knowing that she didn't take his words to heart.She shook her head heavily: "Aying, you are such a smart girl, but now you are like a bright moon covered with clouds, blinded by those benefits... Don't you know what kind of road you are walking? "

Fang Shaoying looked at her mother's dignified face, and comforted her with a smile: "Mum, don't worry, since I entered the palace to accompany the queen mother, I know what kind of road I'm going to take. Don't worry, I will never let Fang If the house is destroyed in my hands, I won't let my aunt's hard work go to waste..."

With a bang, Du Yuelin's palm slapped hard on the sturdy purple wooden table: "Stupid!"

"Mom!" Fang Shaoying shouted in surprise.She has never seen her mother get angry like this. In her mind, her mother has always been gentle and docile...

Du Yuelin shook his head in disappointment: "Aying, I'm afraid you don't know, your ninth uncle just sent his concubine's daughter, Shao Rui, to Jiangnan Red Sleeve Academy yesterday..."

The corners of Fang Shaoying's eyebrows were raised, and a cold air gradually lingered on her brows.Seeing her mother's worried expression, she said, "Mother, don't worry, although she has a beautiful appearance and was given a name in the genealogy by the queen mother, she is born of a concubine after all, and she is young...

"Haven't you seen the situation clearly?" Du Yuelin coldly interrupted her daughter, "Aying, Yang Yu seems to be one year older than you, and he just turned 17 this year! If all goes well, you will give birth to him next year." Eldest son, when Yang Yu succeeds to the throne, how old is your son? Ten years old, 20 years old, or 30 years old... the emperor in the prime of life, the prince in his prime, what do you think will happen?...you stand In front of the abyss, you don't know how to save yourself. Instead, you go around looking at the girls who are qualified to enter the palace, feeling bitter, thinking about how to please Yang Yu. Hmph, if you only have this little knowledge, this little hope, I I see you should not enter the palace, stay at home obediently, lest you lose your life!"

With a dull sound of "bang", Fang Shaoying knelt down in front of her mother, sweating all over her face: "Mom, it's my daughter who is stupid, please help me!"

At the same moment, in a dilapidated cabin in Fuchun County, Xiaoxian County, Shengjing, a bean-like oil lamp shone on the handsome young man's face: "...Why did you propose cremation? Equality, fraternity, freedom, those illiterate poor who understand, who can read and write nobles are willing to be equal to their servants, who are willing to make their families Freedom to have children... If you want to develop, you have to stand with the emperor and meet the needs of the empire. If you are willing to let me join the church, I am willing to spend my whole life developing Christianity and making it the number one religion in the empire... "

The old man touched the cross on his chest, with a smile in his vicissitudes of life: "What's your name?"

The young man turned his head and thought for a while: "My surname is Gu, and my name is Gu Rishen." After he finished speaking, he smiled as if he had thought of something, his eyes and brows were full of fear, like a newborn ox or a chick spreading its wings. eagle.

(End of this chapter)