Against the Concubine Allure: The Evil Emperor, a Powerful Favor

Chapter 42 I want to go on stage
Following Qin Jin, a regular visitor from the capital, through the bustling and winding streets, the two finally arrived at the door of the teahouse.

The melodious and low-pitched piano sound in the teahouse, like a decadent sound, reverberates across the sky.

The lingering sound is curling, clear to the ear and pleasing to the heart.

"Wow~~Qin Jin! Listen, is this piano sound played by someone in the teahouse?" The two paused before the khaki-colored 'tea' flags were hung, and fan danced to look at the crowded lobby inside, walking lightly Go to the teahouse.

"Absolutely, do we really want to go in?"

"Nonsense! It's all here, how can we just listen outside."

It's not fun to listen to at all.

Qin Jin looked around and followed into the lobby very low-key when he saw no familiar faces on the street.

"Guest officers—" The waiter in the teahouse with a coarse sweat towel on his shoulders was stunned when he saw a clear shadow passing by, poking at the girl's house who was walking towards the empty table.

When Qin Jin followed in, the younger brother saw him walking towards the table where Shan Wu was, so he followed him.

"...Young Master Qin - who is this?"

Fan Wu waved her slender hands slightly, and said in a low voice, "We are friends! Go and serve us tea."

"Yes! Go!"

"But..." the second brother wanted to speak but stopped asking with a sly smile, "Young Master Qin, you brought the girl from next door, right?"

"Next door?" Shan Wu turned his head around before he suddenly realized that he thought she was a brothel girl!

Hold the grass!

"Go away! If you dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will let your boss fire you!"

Fan Wu was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, this sentence was even more insulting than Xuanyuan Ling saying in public that he would quit the engagement and marry someone else!

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

Qin Jin sneered: "He must have admitted the wrong person."

"Do you often come to teahouses to watch operas? Then you bring the girl next door?"

"No, no, no! It's absolutely impossible... to go to a place like the next door!" He still didn't want to be beaten by his father, that tiger and leopard man.

The place near the stage in the teahouse lobby is full of men of all kinds, all of them with their faces upturned, staring intently at the woman playing the piano on the stage.

The woman was wearing a crimson red elastic ink cotton satin dress, her white jade oval face was inlaid with a pair of beautiful eyes full of affection, and her soft hair hung down on her chest, like a lotus emerging from the water, with a beautiful appearance.

Like a painting in front of my eyes.

Fan Wu was attracted by the peerless beauty on the stage, so... he didn't notice a white shadow drifting in, and went straight upstairs.

"Hey—is there only opera shows like her in the teahouse?"

Qin Jin: "In addition to playing the piano and singing, there are also hall plays."

"What kind of show is it?"

"It's just a few people singing on the stage and fighting each other like fighting."

"Oh—isn't that Peking Opera?"

"Peking opera?" Qin Jin couldn't understand what Shan Wu said, "Have you seen it?"

"I'm dreaming, hehe."

Xiaoer brought a pot of tea for the two of them and poured two cups of tea.

He also squinted meaningfully at the little girl who looked like a handsome young man, and when he looked back at Shan Wu every step of the way, there was a burst of applause in the hall.

"it is good!"

"Okay! Ms. Luo will play another song!"

"That's right, we brothers haven't heard enough!"

"..."

The hall was full of clapping and encore noises, and Fan Wu rested his chin on one hand and meditated silently.

Qin Jin also raised his hands and applauded, and inadvertently turned his head to look at the little girl beside him, seeing her frowning, "Xiao Wu, what are you thinking?"

"Qin Jin, do you know the owner of this teahouse?" Fan Wu looked at him with bright eyes.

"I know you, what's the matter?"

"Then take me into the backstage to meet this big boss!"

"What do you want to know about the owner of the teahouse?"

"Don't ask so many questions! There are so many guests at this moment, let's hurry up!"

Qin Jin's suspicious eyes watched her gently holding his hand, "You..."

"I also want to try on the stage. Although the skills are not very good--" But fortunately, Tang Sect has nothing to do but listen to the big show!

She can't sing, but she can tell stories.

Staring at the woman in disbelief, she exclaimed, "You want to go on stage?"

"Ah, that's right. That's why I asked you to help introduce the boss of this house." Shan Wu mocked lightly.

(End of this chapter)