In the early morning of the next day, before the sun was shining, Taiyue City was already noisy. There must always be hardworking people who create conditions for those who can sleep until three o'clock in the morning. This has been the case in all dynasties, but it is called peace.
Ye Ling didn't sleep much, so he got up very early and came to the courtyard.
The courtyard where the Escort Agency enters the third floor occupies a large area. Ye Ling walked to the front courtyard and saw that there were already bodyguards practicing in the courtyard in the morning light.
As the saying goes, "Practice in the winter, practice in the summer," and "If you don't practice in one day, you will be empty." It is not easy in all walks of life. You have to experience the beauty on the surface and the sadness behind it.
Ye Ling doesn't need to do this now. His physique has far surpassed that of a Lingxu realm monk, and it will be of little use to do these ordinary skills.
He stepped out and walked on the road, looking around Taiyue City.
There were not many people there early in the morning, the dust on the streets was not stirred up, and the air was still cool. I'm afraid that once the first noon is over, the streets will be covered with dirt, which will make people frown.
There are some early morning stalls on the street selling snacks. The price is not expensive, the ingredients are fresh, and most importantly, you can eat well.
The people who come here to eat are all ordinary people. The monks are fasting and do not need to eat; the rich are disgusted and degrade themselves.
But the fireworks here made Ye Ling yearn for it.
Walking along the street, all kinds of people passed by. We are destined to meet each other, but this fate does not last long. In the vast sea of people, we may only see this one side and not take it seriously. Is it fate or not? Who can tell.
Not long after, Ye Ling got on a bridge. The bridge is a thousand meters long and a hundred meters wide. It is made of bluestone. On the railings on both sides are 10,01 stone lions with different expressions and vivid shapes.
In the center of the bridge is a deep rut, recessed into the stone.
Legend has it that this ditch was pressed by waterwheels. When Taiyue City was first built, people from the enemy country caused trouble. They invited powerful monks to steal all the water in the city, load it on waterwheels, and pass it over the bridge to get out of the city. go. Unexpectedly, a prince learned about it and snatched the water tanker back, causing the city's water to be lost.
But this time, the water wheel left a rut on the bridge, which is still a joke today.
Standing on the edge of the railing, looking at the clear water and Ye Ling's face reflected in it, he laughed at himself and almost didn't recognize it: his hair was slightly disheveled, his face was haggard, and his beard was green.
"Long time no see, but we have changed a lot."
After standing against the wind for a long time, Ye Ling continued to move forward.
Taiyue City covers an area so vast that if an ordinary person wanted to cross it from south to north, it would probably take a year just to measure it by foot. Fortunately, there is also a teleportation array in the city, and the price is also cheap. You don't need spiritual stones, just crystal stones.
But even so, most people are not happy.
Coming to a teleportation formation, Ye Ling paid the money and teleported closer to the inner city.
Compared to the outer cities, there are only a lot more people here. After all, if you want to make money, you still have to be here.
Ye Ling wandered around, watching the sun rise, his mouth felt a little dry, and he wanted to find a tea shop to drink tea.
However, the tea shop was not found, but a theater was found. This theater is not big, and there are two strong young men guarding the entrance to prevent others from sneaking in.
Ye Ling felt it was new, so he bought a ticket and walked in. Walking through the courtyard and coming inside, you will see a stage in front of you. On the stage are actors performing, and on the side are gongs, drums and harps.
There are spectator seats under the stage. There are eight immortal tables and hardwood chairs at the front. There are fruits and pastries on the tables, which are more expensive. Behind them are rows of desks, just sit and read them.
Go up the stairs on the right to the second floor. Sitting on the edge of the railing to watch shows your dignity. Only those who are rich and like peace and quiet go to the second floor.
Exactly: "
It started from the Ming Dynasty when Huang Gong played with Qiu and sang softly in the pear garden for several spring and autumn seasons.
Gaotang acted out ancient and modern events, wearing makeup and powder to pretend to be good and evil.
There is joy on the stage, laughter on the stage, and sadness in front of the stage in Taichung.
This is the case for all reverse journeys, but they are just a small boat sailing across the sea. "
Ye Ling bought ordinary theater tickets and found a corner to sit down. Immediately, a vendor buying melon seeds and peanuts with quick eyes and quick hands came to hang out in front of him, hoping that a kind person would take care of him.
It's a pity that Ye Ling doesn't have this habit, so he went back and forth several times without taking out the money. I asked the waiter to pour him a cup of tea. He was really thirsty.
Sitting in this position, there is no good tea anywhere. It tastes bitter and astringent in your mouth. It is better not to drink it. However, Ye Ling smacked the taste in his mouth, feeling that it would be good to taste it occasionally.
Ye Ling couldn't quite understand the drama on stage. People who don't often listen to operas are always like this. It doesn't look lively, so naturally they don't like it.
Ye Ling didn't come here just to listen to the show, so he could sit still.
But not long after, I saw a large group of people coming to the door. They were all dressed as servants, and they were all arrogant and somewhat arrogant.
Then a young man of short stature, wearing silk and satin and jewelry, walked in.
This young man: "A pair of provocative ears, two thieving eyes; a ruthless face full of jealousy, and always loves to bully others. He has a wooden skewer in his hand, and a fan stuck behind his neck. He is domineering and overbearing to the wealthy family, and he is the second child at home. .”
Seeing this young man walking in, the theater steward hurriedly stepped forward to salute and say hello: "Second Master is here, the place has been prepared for you. Please come to the second floor!"
"No, no," the young man waved his hand, pointed to the middle table in front of the stage with a smile, and said, "I have my eye on this piece of land today, I can see clearly."
There was originally someone at this table, but the servant behind the young man immediately understood his master's thoughts and stood next to him fiercely, staring at you with hair-splitting eyes.
This person also knew that the young man had a good background, so he quickly got up to make room for him, and kept saluting and apologizing.
The young man was in a good mood. He waved his hand and said, "Come on, give them a table upstairs and the account will be mine!"
"Thank you, Master!"
The theater steward turned around, sighed repeatedly, and said to himself: "Is it your account? You have to pay too!"
Ye Ling smiled slightly. There is no shortage of rich and powerful people in this world. Why is there no shortage? Maybe this is what most people want most!
Not long after the young man sat down, a look of disgust appeared on his face and he said, "Let them all stop singing!"
The servant immediately shouted to the stage:
"Stop singing!"
"As for you, stop now!"
The actors on stage didn't know what was going on, but they knew they couldn't afford to offend him, so they quickly stopped acting.
The steward came over in a hurry: "Second Master, are they not acting well or... you tell me, I'm listening."
The young man raised his eyebrows, leaned on the backrest, and knocked on the table: "Master, why do you have no idea why I support your garden? Why don't you let Lian'er come out quickly?"
"Don't worry, I'll call you right away!" As he spoke, the steward ran backstage.
The people watching the show in the back were enjoying themselves, so it was a pity to be disturbed like this. But he didn't dare to provoke this young man, so he had to scold him in his heart for fun.
Ye Ling didn't know who this young man was, so he asked someone beside him: "Old man, I'm new here. I don't know who the young man in front of you is. Why is he so domineering?"
The old man whispered: "When I saw that it was your first time here, you didn't even know that he was here. He is Jia Hu, the grandson of Mr. Jia, the Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. He usually bullies men and dominates women, causing trouble for everyone. But who can You dare to provoke me!"
Hearing this, Ye Ling suddenly realized that he was originally a son of an official. No wonder he dared to be so arrogant, but it was also reasonable. Be kind to others because you can't beat them. If you really want to be rich and powerful, no one will be able to protect you from doing something harmful to nature if there is no restraint.
Not long after, a shout was heard from the side curtain, and then the gong started. A woman in costume and a phoenix crown came onto the stage. She was unparalleled in beauty: "
The oriole crows in a slow voice, slightly revealing its temples and attracting attention.
Luo Dai has enchanting peach powder noodles, and the silk scarf has green and towering jade peaks.
The phoenix eyebrows are wrinkled and graceful, and the red sleeves cover her face to make her more charming.
When you look at the singing and opera girls on the stage, you will know that there is a beautiful city in the world. "
As soon as this woman came on stage, Jia Hu immediately led his men to applaud her. Her slanted eyes were full of greed and vulgarity.
The old man next to Ye Ling introduced him: "This is a famous actor in the garden, Xie Lian'er and Boss Xie. Among the dozens of theaters in the inner city, Boss Xie is the most popular!"
Ye Ling looked at Xie Lian'er, who was singing on the stage, and felt a trance in his heart, as if he thought of the person in his heart again.
At this time, Jia Hu's eyes were staring straight at the stage, and he stood up and started to climb up in a daze.
Xie Lian'er frowned when he saw it, then turned around and walked back to the back of the stage.
Jia Hu immediately became angry and shouted: "What's going on? Is there anyone else who sings like this?"
The person in charge came over quickly to persuade her: "Second Master, please don't be angry. Boss Xie is not in good health today and she has already forced herself to go on stage. Please bear with me."
"What? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Jia Hu frowned and smiled: "That's right, Second Master, I learned medical skills from the imperial physician, specializing in gynecology. Let me go in and show Lian'er!"
As he spoke, he was about to rush to the backstage. When the steward tried to stop him, he was grabbed by a group of people and couldn't move.
A group of people from the troupe came out and bowed their hands, and laughed to dissuade him, but Jia Hu's men gave him a beating.
"A bunch of ungrateful people, I want to see who else dares to stop me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Lian'er, who had just stepped down from the stage, came up again, but now he took off his clothes and was dressed in white clothes, which had another charm. Jia Hu was confused and salivated when he saw it.
Xie Lian'er bowed to Jia Hu, her face was ugly, and her tone was cold: "Second Master, there is nothing wrong with our theater troupe, you can't just hit people, can you? Besides, there is no reason to climb on the stage while watching a play? Xiao Xiao The woman thanked the Second Master for supporting me for so long, but I can’t change the rules I’ve had since elementary school. The Second Master is from a scholarly family, so he’s sensible and won’t feel sorry for us ordinary people. You’d better let them go. I’m here today Let me put on a good show for you."
Hearing this, Jia Hu said with a smile: "The steward said that Lian'er is sick. If you are sick, you need to see a doctor and rest. How can the second master be willing to let Lian'er suffer again? I have practiced medical skills with the imperial doctor in the palace, and Lian'er followed me. Go back and I'll give you a good 'look'!"
As he spoke, Jia Hu winked, and someone immediately jumped on the stage to get Xie Lian'er.
Xie Lian'er, a female prostitute, has no strength to resist. Both hands are caught, and she can only grit her teeth and struggle: "Let me go! Let me go!"
Jia Hu smiled brightly: "Don't be afraid, Lian'er, come back with me, and I promise to help you cure your illness. You two, please watch over me and don't hurt my Lian'er!"
The people in the troupe were crying and kowtowing, but it still didn't work. Jia Hu is determined to take Xie Lian'er away today!
The old man next to Ye Ling sighed: "It's a good girl, what a pity!" They were all poor people, and no one could stop her, let alone speak.
Ye Ling sighed slightly and already grasped the hilt of the wooden sword with his backhand, but the familiar sharpness in his body was no longer there.
But at this moment, a man in rags, wearing straw sandals, holding a sword in his hand, his hair tied back, and his mouth full of stubble suddenly burst in from the door.
When Ye Ling saw it, he couldn't help but smile to himself: "He is really a chivalrous and righteous person, and he always sees injustice on the road."
The person who came was none other than Qin Xiao.
Qin Xiao passed by the entrance of the theater and heard the noise here. He was curious and went in to take a look. He didn't expect that such a thing would happen in broad daylight.
How can a self-proclaimed hero ignore such injustices?
So, he took a step forward and shouted what no one dared to say: "Stop!"
