Cheng Jingdong continued: "Zhuo Jing's plays are excellent. After we got married in the church, she and I often discussed our experiences and experiences, so her singing became more and more polished: Every time she performed on the stage, the audience was packed with seats, including those on both sides. There were also many theatergoers in Langfang who couldn't get a seat, and they would rather stand with their legs numb than miss a sentence. During those days, the performance was quite prosperous, but it also caused a lot of trouble."
"Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade." Wu Shuang rarely spoke. He was used to seeing such scandalous things, so of course he was used to it. As a powerless actor, with a beautiful woman by his side, and a beautiful woman with a charming voice and a beautiful voice, it would be a lie if someone from a powerful and powerful family would not feel jealous at all. If the officials of the current dynasty cherish their reputations, there are many descendants who have robbed the daughters of the people, and there are very few who can bear to bring their descendants to justice and kill their relatives. Most of them are solved with authority and nothing happens. Occasionally, a few well-known and upright officials made generous acts of exterminating relatives for justice, and all of them were compiled into history. This also shows that such people are rare. After all, if everyone enforces the law impartially and does not take offense, there will be no confused historians. Are these ordinary things compiled into a book? The power was so strong that it oppressed the people within the Nine Kingdoms very hard.
"That's the truth." It was obvious that Cheng Jingdong was still a little dizzy at this time. He was swaying in anger and hurriedly pressed his index finger on one side of the odd point outside the meridian, which is what ordinary people call the temple, to force himself to wake up, so as not to worry about it. Unable to hold on, he fainted. He raised his head to continue talking, but found that Wu Shuang put two green leaves into the teapot, and then looked at Wu Shuang doubtfully.
Wu Shuang saw that Cheng Jingdong seemed to be a little wary and said casually, "Don't worry about poisoning. When I travel around the world, I always kill my enemies with one sword. I despise those dirty methods of poisoning and poisoning. Don't worry about drinking." That’s it.”
Cheng Jingdong was doubtful, but after all, he couldn't tolerate carelessness when asking for help. He took the cup of tea into his mouth and his eyes widened. It's not because of anything else. He's a good tea drinker. In fact, people who make a living in the theater troupe have nothing extra to do. Most of the time is spent on daily schoolwork that is strenuous to the waist and neck, leaving only a few relaxation methods such as drinking tea in the background. But good tea is very expensive, and considering the financial resources of Qinghe Garden, there is no spare money. Buying a few taels of good tea and brewing a pot of loose tea leaves is already considered a luxury. But now, after Wu Shuang put two thousand unknown leaves into the tea, it became fragrant and delicious. The thirty-six thousand pores all over his body felt soothed. Even the newly injured wrist felt cool, and the pain was reduced by half. .
"Good tea." Cheng Jingdong praised.
At the same time, in the buildings around Caixiantan, in a luxurious courtyard near the center, someone was playing the piano and singing.
Although it is a courtyard, it is extremely luxurious. The courtyard is quite ingenious. At a glance, you can tell that it was built by an expert. It has all the pavilions and buildings. There is also a fake lake more than ten feet square in the courtyard, with countless colorful fish in the lake. Colors shuttle among duckweed mountains and rocks, which is full of fun. A corridor was built in the lake, and half of the columns were sunk in the water. Although they were wooden piles, they did not rot after being soaked for a long time, and the porcelain was very solid. The base of the building is carved from white marble and is extremely majestic. White marble is the main material for temples and even imperial palaces, and is not available to ordinary people. This also shows the identity of the owner of this family.
In the pavilion in the center of the lake, there is a graceful gentleman playing the harp. The sound of the harp is faint and faint, like a claw in the snow and mud. This young man looks very good, but there is something sick between his eyebrows, as if he has been immersed in wine and sex for too long, and his body is weak. At the end of the song, two maids came up on either side of the man. However, they were dressed very cleanly, with bare legs and shoulders. They called out to the master softly. Without the shyness of women, they actually sat directly on the legs of this handsome man. , lively and fragrant.
"If she sits here, I will teach her to enjoy the fish and water, so that she can get closer and listen to the actor's tune, whether it is high or low." The man stroked the maid's cheek with a strong smile, and the strength in his hand was very strong , until the woman's cheeks were marked with a layer of purple marks.
"Go and invite Yang Fu here, tell him to come here, I have something to discuss." The man ordered, and the two maids reluctantly stood up from the man's lap, with moist eyes, and said softly, attracting the man A burst of teasing.
"No need, I already know that the young master is playing the piano here, so I don't want to disturb the young master's pleasure, so I kept silent." As soon as he finished speaking, someone started talking to him. The man looked up and saw a person standing at the top of the pavilion on the other side, standing on tiptoe. The load is like a dragonfly touching water and arriving in the blink of an eye.
"Young Master Yang is really becoming more and more proficient in Qinggong. Every time I see this, I am jealous. When you get free time, you might as well teach me how to do it, so that you can become a knight in the world in the future. Wouldn't it be wonderful?" The man clapped his hands loudly. Smile, stand up and greet him. In fact, what he said just now was purely out of politeness. It is not the turn of ordinary Jianghu people to talk to his status, let alone be polite, but the thin man dressed as a Jianghu warlock in front of him is indeed quite capable and easy to treat. , will definitely be a big help to him in the future. Therefore, he was very particular about his words and never acted excessively to boss Yang Fu.
"Young Master is ridiculous. With your ability, you don't need to take action personally to conquer the world. Even if you conquer several kendo masters in the future, it will not be empty talk. In the future, you will send them to carry flying swords to support the young master. That is the true style of a swordsman." Yang Fu Yixiao did not take the man's words as his heartfelt words.
"Don't use those polite words between you and me. I'm not one of those damn poor literati who can't even afford a decent coffin. I still only write letters and letters, but I don't know if those slanderous words are enough. It’s really ridiculous to see His Majesty’s desk.” The man pulled Yang Fu in front of him, and said with an arm around his back, “What happened then?”
Yang Fu was stunned. He really didn't like this young master's behavior. How could I, who was a very popular minister in the court, raise such a good man? He just liked fishing and sex. How could he be so immodest in front of outsiders? ? Then he stiffly allowed the man to lead him to the middle of the corridor and spoke slowly.
"There were people nearby hearing the sound of fighting and shouting last night. I guess it won't take long for those gossipy actors who usually don't deal with Qinghe Garden to make this matter a big deal. If this forces them to desperation, there will naturally be a chance. Let's start. When the time is right, we sent dozens of people to escort the woman to the house in the name of the abnormal noise of the government search. There were three people in Qinghe Garden, and only one martial artist had some boxing skills, but he didn't have that much. With his ability, he can take advantage of dozens of strong men, won’t that woman be easily accessible by then?”
The man narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "How about adding more fuel to the fire? I see that Cheng Jingdong has been unhappy for a long time."
"So, since that dandy came to listen to your wife's two scenes and proposed to kiss Fangze, but was rejected forcefully, your wife has suffered from this strange disease?" After Zi Gu drank a cup of tea, Wu Shuang asked He asked after pondering for a moment.
"Yes." Cheng Jingdong lowered his eyes and turned his wrist around. He saw countless old scars on the inside of the man's plain white arm.
The scars are continuous and look like rugged distant mountains.
ps. The emotional drama part is indeed not easy to write. The author can only write this paragraph through vague feelings and stories I heard back then.
Of course, there are still many emotions in this book. I hope to increase my writing power with each passing day and write the feeling I want.
Thanks everyone.
