Plane hunting

Chapter 39 If I Were a White Snake

The Foshan theater is said to be just a grass-roots team, but in the late Qing Dynasty, listening to operas was one of the few entertainment items for the common people, so every time the theater opened, there would be no empty seats.

But today was different from usual. There were crowds of people outside the fence of the theater. The people who came to see the theater were shoulder to shoulder, and there were at least one or two hundred people waiting to buy tickets to enter.

What is strange is that after the admiral accompanied a group of foreign devils to enter the theater, when the theater owner happily started selling tickets, those people who were waiting to buy tickets for the theater dispersed for some reason, and no one came forward to buy tickets. This made the theater owner very depressed.

When Huang Shaohong brought Lin Yunkai and Yacasu two disciples to the gate of the theater in a sedan chair with sliding poles, the owner of the theater greeted him with a sad face.

After getting off the sedan chair, Lin Yunkai saw the boss with a sad face, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Boss, it's the opening day, no matter how you look at it, you are about to cry!"

The theater owner said with a wry smile: "The opening of the gongs is a good day, but you see, apart from the admiral and those foreigners, how can anyone come to the theater? There were so many people just now, I don’t know why they all left. How will you spend the next month!"

Huang Shaohong chuckled: "Okay, don't worry about it, I'll take care of this round later, I won't lose you any money!"

The boss was overjoyed when he heard the words: "That's so embarrassing!"

Huang Shaohong waved his hand: "The folks in the village, this is not bad!"

The owner of the theater didn't seem to be worried at this time, the old creases on his smiling face could kill flies, he bowed and said: "Master Huang, please come inside quickly, the admiral has been waiting for a long time, since you reserved the venue, I Just close the door and open the gong, whoever comes again, let's not let him in!"

Huang Shaohong shook his head with a smile, sent the bearers back, and led his two apprentices into the theater with his boss.

The boss was leading the way, gesticulating, calling for the staff to close the door and open the gong.

When the admiral and general Wiggins saw Huang Shaohong arrived, they both stood up and greeted him. The former smiled and said:
"Not long after I took office, I always wanted to make some achievements to serve the court, so I acted rashly. I offended you a lot in the past, please forgive me. I invited you to watch a play today, Master Huang, just to turn hostility into friendship. I hope you and I can work together in the future. , and contribute to the prosperity of Foshan together.”

He spoke extremely politely, but his eyes were flickering, obviously he didn't mean what he said.

Huang Shaohong waved his hands and said, "Where did your lord come from? You are an official of the imperial court, and Huang is just a warrior. If you want to offend, there is something Huang can't do. You must offend your lord!"

The two smiled and gestured to each other to sit down.

After Wiggins sat down, he said in English: "Huang, let's meet again. Today, the admiral invited me to watch a good show. I didn't want to come at first, but when I heard that you were coming, then I still want to come." Is there any reason for refusal? I just don’t know whether this scene is joy or sorrow.”

After saying something full of deep meaning, Wiggins and Ji Shan beside him laughed together, as if it was something funny.

At this time, a theater guy served tea to everyone. Huang Shaohong took the teacup, blew on the tea leaves floating on it, and then said with a smile: "There is a saying that is not often said, 'If you don't play the gong, you will never know what you are singing. Which play, whether it is joy or sorrow, you will know after watching the play.'”

Just when he brought the teacup to his mouth and wanted to take a sip, he clearly noticed from the corner of his eye that the admiral and the two foreign devils were all staring at the teacup he was holding. It is clear that the tea must have been tampered with.

After a little thought, Huang Shaohong probably guessed that the two foreign devils had guns and someone, so they definitely wouldn't think so carefully, thinking that this tea was made by the admiral.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, these officials of the Qing court are laymen in foreign wars and experts in internal fighting.
Just when Huang Shaohong was about to overturn the teacup by accident, a martial artist with a painted face suddenly rushed out from behind the stage: "Master Huang, you can't drink that cup of tea!"

Hearing this voice, Huang Shaohong naturally stopped the teacup and looked at the person coming, while the admiral was taken aback for a moment, and then slammed the table hard: "Presumptuous, Master Huang and I are drinking tea and watching a show here, are you so arrogant?" People dare to disturb you."

At this time, the owner of the theater troupe who was waiting on the side hurriedly stepped forward: "My lord, this is our troupe's handyman, called Liang Kuan, please take care of me!"

The admiral said coldly: "It turns out that he is a handyman who dares to disturb my lord's mood, come here, break his leg for me!"

Huang Shaohong was surprised when he heard the boss say that the face was Liang Kuan. The last time he met Liang Kuan, there was some slight unhappiness.

But thinking of what he was going to do later, Liang Kuan was really troublesome, so he immediately put the teacup aside, and said to the admiral, "Wait a minute, my lord, this man is just a handyman, just drive him out, there is no need to get angry , let's watch a play!"

Seeing him put down the tea, the admiral couldn't say anything when he was angry, so he waved to the troupe owner, intending to expel this man quickly.

The troupe owner kicked Liang Kuan: "Hurry up!"

Liang Kuan said to Huang Shaohong: "Master Huang, they."

Huang Shaohong stared: "I don't care about what happened just now, get out of here!"

Liang Kuan choked, with an angry look on his face: "So Huang Feihong is this kind of person, bah, it's none of my business whether he dies or not!" After speaking, he spit hard, turned around and walked outside.

The big show kicked off, singing a traditional song "Legend of the White Snake". In reality, Huang Feihong once heard Mr. Mei Baojiu sing a piece of "Legend of the White Snake" in Beijing opera on TV in reality. It was the first time he felt opera singing. so stunning.

At this time, the Cantonese opera The Legend of the White Snake was on stage. It sounded low-pitched and soul-stirring, but it had a different flavor than Beijing opera.

Listening to the actor who sang the white snake on the stage 'Yi Yi, Ya Ya', the admiral smiled at Huang Shaohong:
"Master Huang, look at these white snakes and green snakes. Although they have high mana, they can't escape Fa Hai's grasp. Whether it's a human or a monster, you should be honest and follow the rules." refers to.

Huang Shaohong smiled indifferently: "That's because they are too honest. If I were the White Snake, I would have demolished the Jinshan Temple and killed the old monk long ago, and waited for him to sneak in when the White Snake gave birth and was weak!"

The admiral laughed, "You white snake, but you are so obsessed with your obsession!" He picked up the teacup, as if he was about to drink tea, but suddenly his hand trembled, as if he hadn't held it securely, and the teacup immediately fell on the stand It fell to pieces.

At this moment, many people masked in black scarves and armed with steel knives suddenly appeared under the stands and on both sides of the stage. It was obvious that they had been ambushing here for a long time. The leader among them yelled:
"Huang Feihong, you are bullying the market and harming one side. Today, our 'Iron Sword Society' will eliminate harm for the people!"

Suddenly, the actors on the stage were in a mess. They didn't care about singing. The green snake and Xu Xian hugged each other, and the white snake and Fa Hai rolled into a ball, staggering and scrambling towards the backstage run away.

These masked gangsters with knives, as soon as they showed up, knew that they wanted to trouble Huang Feihong, and rushed towards the stands after giving their names. The admiral and the two foreign devils had already stood up and retreated.

What's weird is that the admiral didn't show any fear on his face, instead he had a mocking smile: "Master Huang, I don't want to interfere with the personal grievances of you Jianghu people!"

(End of this chapter)