Xiao Xuan'er obviously had something in mind with Fang Zilan, she said quietly: "This troupe is called Qing Chao, which is quite famous in the capital. The troupe leader is a beautiful actress. It is said that she has her own daughter after ten years in the industry. The team has since moved behind the scenes and vowed never to appear on stage again in this life."
Hearing this, Fang Zilan frowned slightly and said, "What do you mean, this time is the class leader himself going on stage to sing the congratulations?"
"Yes." Xiao Xuan'er nodded and said: "The class leader said that Prince Yuning and Princess Wuqing have a distinguished status, and it will only be complete if she takes the stage in person."
"Perfection?" Fang Zilan repeated the word, feeling a little inconsistent for some reason. She asked thoughtfully, "What was Ji Ningtian's reaction?"
"I didn't agree at first, saying that the Qingchao Troupe was so famous that it was not easy for the labor class leader to take over." Before Xiao Xuan'er finished speaking, she saw a flash of disdain in Fang Zilan's eyes, "The leader of a theater troupe, if he is not invited, They can't even enter the palace, this reason is too far-fetched."
"So later, the class leader took the Qingchao class to personally ask for peace outside Prince Yuning's palace, and Prince Yuning had to agree." Xiao Xuan'er's voice weakened, and Fang Zilan calmed down and said: "So, Qingchao Did Ben come uninvited?"
Xiao Xuan'er shook her head, "I don't think so. If the class leader had colluded with King Yuning in advance, there is no way he would act in front of the people in the capital."
"It's not impossible." Fang Zilan said, as if remembering something, and asked: "What is the name of the class leader of Qingchao class?"
"Happy face." Before Xiao Xuan'er finished speaking, Fang Zilan subconsciously raised her hands to cover her head. Intermittent images flashed in her mind. There was a little girl calling "Sister Yan". That was her.
"Master Fang?" Xiao Xuan'er hurriedly stepped forward. Fang Zilan gritted her teeth and calmed down, "I'm fine. Miss Xiao, please go and check the Huanyan and Qingchao classes for me."
"But the wedding of Prince Yuning and Princess Wuqing is just around the corner. I'm afraid it's too late..." Xiao Xuan'er was interrupted by Fang Zilan as soon as she finished speaking, "That needs to be investigated too."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Xiao Xuan'er took the order and left. A Wan ran in after a while, "Fang Zilan, I heard from Sister Xiao that you are not very good..."
"I'm fine." Fang Zilan leaned half against the table and whispered, "Awan, do you know Huanyan?"
"I know." Awan said matter-of-factly, "The leader of the Qingchao class, the most beautiful woman in the capital."
"The most beautiful woman in the capital?" Fang Zilan was stunned, "Isn't she the Princess Dejia in the palace - Li Qianning?"
"That's what the palace says, but what the people talk about is the leader of the Qingchao class." Awan sat next to her and said, "It is said that the leader of the Huanyan class was over ten years old when he entered the industry. It’s quite late, but with her looks, figure, and a naturally good voice, she was able to join the Qingchao class in just ten years, isn’t it amazing?”
Fang Zilan hummed noncommittally, "Do you admire this Huanyan leader?"
"That's natural." Awan's eyes shone, "The Qingchao class has come to the capital, and I want to take a look!" She said, her expression suddenly dimmed, "But I haven't even been able to get a seat..."
"Okay, don't wait in line." Fang Zilan reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, "On the wedding day of King Yuning and Princess Wuqing, the leader of Huanyan will be on stage in person. You can come with me and you can see it. .”
"Okay!" Awan jumped three feet high excitedly, "I want to tell Sister Cong that we will go together then!"
"Miss Cong also wants to..." As soon as Fang Zilan opened her mouth, Awan stopped her, "Do you think everyone is like you and doesn't like to join in the fun?"
Fang Zilan waved her hands helplessly. For some reason, she always felt that the Qingchao class and its teacher were not happy, and she didn't know if Xiao Xuan'er could find out anything.
However, several days passed and Xiao Xuan'er found nothing. In the blink of an eye, it was September 23rd, the wedding day of Ji Ningtian and Wu Qing.
Mo Han is busy revising the law, and Zheng Yansi's duty as a bodyguard remains unchanged. Xiao Xuan'er has been busy recently, and Chu Bin is helping her. Fang Zilan took Awan and Cong Rong to Prince Yuning's Mansion.
Wu Qing has lived in Prince Yuning's Mansion since she was a child, so today's wedding did not include a wedding gift. The wedding ceremony was also simple. The whole process went by very quickly, without any of the extravagance and bustle of a happy event in the Prince's Palace.
There were only a few guests present, and Fang Zilan was the most powerful one among them. She sat calmly, and the others did not dare to move rashly. They all ate and drank in silence, and occasionally lowered their voices when they spoke a few words, as if they were afraid of being heard. to average.
It was obviously an auspicious occasion, but the place was deserted even though it was full. Awan, who was sitting next to Fang Zilan, couldn't help but tugged on her sleeves and whispered: "Master Fang, you said..."
The sound of flute playing suddenly rose up, covering up A Wan's words behind him. Everyone who heard the sound turned sideways and looked towards the stage not far away from the hall.
For the performance of the Qing Dynasty Class, the Yuning Palace specially built a stage outside one side of the hall. At this time, the doors on both sides of the hall were open, and the guests had a much wider field of vision, and the small stage had a panoramic view.
I saw a woman dressed in white walking towards her, standing gracefully in the center of the stage. Shi Shiran saluted everyone, "Young lady, I would like to congratulate King Yuning and Princess Wuqing on their wedding, and wish them a long life together." Full house.”
The melodious voice conveyed an indescribable chill, and the plain clothes were white, so it was clear that he did not come here to congratulate him.
Awan looked curiously for a long time and then said: "Why does Huanyan's leader cover his face with a gauze? He can't even see his true face."
"If you can't see her true appearance, how can you confirm that she is the leader of Huanyan class?" Fang Zilan reminded quietly, but unexpectedly, Cong Rong said: "She is indeed the leader of Huanyan class. I have been lucky enough to hear her voice, and I will never admit her mistake. .”
Fang Zilan looked at Cong Rong and saw her staring intently at the figure on the stage, as if her eyes could no longer accommodate anything else.
Seeing this, Fang Zilan calmly turned her eyes back to the stage and carefully observed the other players in the troupe, but she didn't see anything strange.
She thought for a while and looked at Ji Ningtian on the main seat with the corner of her eye. He was still sitting upright with no expression on his face, like a lifeless doll.
Since no one reacted, we might as well wait and see what happens. Fang Zilan made up her mind and listened to Huanyan singing a congratulatory opera.
What Huanyan sang was a raccoon slave. In Fang Zilan's words, it was a civet cat replacing a prince, but it was different from the version she usually heard. The drama sung by Huanyan added a lot of foreplay, and it sounded very much like the scene in the last years of the previous dynasty.
The general in the play seems to be King Pingnan, the former general of Zhenbei, the fierce lady seems to be Princess Qinji, and the witch who causes trouble in the court has the shadow of a concubine...
If they all match up, then the fake prince who sings happily is Ji Ningtian?
Fang Zilan was startled by her thoughts, and all the guests changed their expressions and whispered, but Ji Ningtian still didn't react. Everyone knew that if Ji Ningtian stopped now, there would be no more than three hundred taels of silver in this place.
However, the more Fang Zilan listened, the more she felt something was wrong. Although he was a fake prince, the princess he was engaged to didn't seem to be a fake. If so, does Huanyan's play reverse the genders, and Wu Qing is the fake prince she sings in the play?
But if this is the case, many contents in the play cannot be explained clearly. Or are Ji Ningtian and Wu Qing's identities fake?
For a moment, Fang Zilan couldn't tell the difference between the inside and outside of the play. Not only her, but also all the guests were mesmerized, and they were all guessing who was the fake person.
