The night in the Imperial City was filled with excitement and excitement.
In the candlelight-lit room, there are crowds of people, the gentle village is crowded with people, and there are lots of smiles. High-end clubs such as theaters are also a paradise for the rich.
On the three-foot stage, the actor's sleeves are flying, the phantom is fragrant, the singer's voice is melodious, and the music is playing in harmony.
The actor wearing gold, silver, pearls and jade fell to the ground, stroking his heart and sobbing: "The Han army has captured the territory, and there are songs of distress from all directions; the king is exhausted, how can I survive for this humble concubine..."
"good!"
"Wonderful!"
The beaded curtains in the stands on all sides were hung, and the spectators cheered and applauded.
The next scene is Suoyu in the deep palace.
——Xinya Theater.
Ye Jinxiao walked to the door. Guests were coming in and out of the theater, waiters were busy, and the opera on the stage reached climax after wave with the sound of music.
"Miss, this is right here." Ye Er bent down slightly and whispered.
"The theater is managed by a mother named Zhang. Boss Zhu is rarely seen on weekdays. Unless there is something very important, Boss Zhu will come occasionally."
Ye Jinxiao glanced at it, "What is considered important?"
Ye Er inquired and heard: "Last winter, a person died in the box of the theater, which caused quite a stir, so Boss Zhu personally stepped in to deal with it."
"How did you die?"
"I heard he was drunk and burned charcoal in a sealed environment."
"oh."
Ye Jinxiao had a rough understanding and stepped inside.
"Oh, you two distinguished guests!" A beautiful woman came over with a smile, waving a fan, and she must be the manager Zhang's mother.
Ye Jinxiao took out the banknote and said, "The private room is quieter."
Mother Zhang greeted her with a smile: "Yes, Xiao Yang, come here quickly and lead the two distinguished guests to the best box by the window on the second floor. Tea and snacks are served, so don't neglect!"
Xiao Yang ran over and said, "Two distinguished guests, please come with me."
Walking around the stage, the actors on the stage were singing a play about a woman in a palace who was not favored and guarded the lonely palace wall every day, aging until she died.
The erhu and huqin played gracefully and lowly.
There are booths in the main hall on the first floor. The guests listened with rapt attention, and many female guests shed tears and felt pitiful.
Although there are private rooms on the second floor, they are only separated by bead curtains, and the hazy figures inside can be vaguely seen.
Ye Jinxiao stepped up the steps, glanced around casually, and entered the box. The waiter served the tea and then left. He would not rush to disturb him, and he did a good job in service.
She grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said, "Did you see anything along the way?"
Ye Er stood aside. Perhaps because the opera was too loud, he bent down and answered: "Miss, most of the people here are men, and they are basically forty years old and above."
"The halls on the first floor look like they belong to small and wealthy families, but I just passed by several boxes and saw the people sitting in them with Duke flowers tattooed on their sleeves."
They are officials from the DPRK and China.
Ye Jinxiao was satisfied, "Yes."
Ye Er is the one who is thoughtful and flexible among the four, and she brings him along because he has martial arts skills.
"Nine years ago, something happened to Mr. Lu here. Because Boss Zhu rarely appeared in the public eye, even if something happened to Mr. Lu, it had nothing to do with him."
"In fact, he was the one who framed Mr. Lu."
After Ye Er read the secret letter, his mind changed very quickly:
"Miss, do you mean that Boss Zhu is in the theater?"
And he was always in the theater.
He just hid himself, doing things in secret, clearing his own suspicions, and accomplishing things in secret.
Ye Jinxiao nodded.
Ye Er was puzzled: "But why did he frame Mr. Lu?"
Ye Jinxiao cracked a melon seed and glanced darkly outside, "Wouldn't it be better to ask him?"
"He will definitely not explain."
"That depends on how you ask."
"this……"
The lady's words were so enigmatic that he couldn't understand them for a while, but fools naturally have their own ways.
"Miss, this theater is very big, and there is a connected courtyard and kitchen in the back. Taking advantage of the crowds and clutter at the moment, I want to take a walk in the back. Maybe I will gain something."
Ye Jinxiao raised his fingertips, and Ye Er left immediately.
After cracking two melon seeds, there was a burst of fierce applause downstairs. It turned out to be the climax of a play, which attracted a lot of applause.
"good!"
"Wonderful!"
"One more time!"
Ye Jinxiao glanced at it and said, "How long will you continue to hide?"
Like a word spoken to the air.
After a few seconds, she seemed to have lost her patience. She put down her tea cup and was about to leave. A dignified red figure walked in: "Why is Xiao Jin'er leaving in such a hurry after coming here?"
The bead curtain made a crisp sound and was shimmering in the candlelight. The evil man sat next to him, his pale and sick face like a vampire eager to drink blood immediately.
A pair of red and phoenix eyes were looking at her faintly.
"Tomorrow is the seventh day." Ye Jinxiao ate melon seeds without changing his expression.
"I'm so distressed that I can't stand it anymore."
"I've been here for half a year. If I can't stand it anymore, I'll die."
Jun Wuji paused for half a second, "Xiao Jin'er is so heartless."
He was a little resentful. It was obvious that his beautiful face had fascinated many men and women, but she never took a second look at it.
"How did you know I was coming?"
Ye Jinxiao looked at the stage downstairs, "It smells good."
He smiled and approached: "Then what do I smell like?"
"Saucy."
"..."
The expression on his face was slightly chapped, Xiao Jin'er was really an...interesting person.
"I told you that I have the information you want. Why didn't you listen to what I said outside Prince Yu's Mansion during the day?"
And locked him outside.
He was so embarrassed.
Jun Wuji sighed softly and took out a small bamboo stick from her sleeve, "This is the current address of the actor who was favored by Mr. Lu at Xinya Theater nine years ago."
Ye Jinxiao was slightly surprised.
"I wonder what Xiao Jin'er can give in exchange?" He smiled deeply like a demon, holding a small green bamboo stick between his slender fingertips, and his strong knuckles were particularly beautiful.
Ye Jinxiao suddenly couldn't figure out what he meant.
Logically speaking, she detoxified him and Acacia Men no longer pursued her. They had a cooperative relationship where each got what he needed.
But apart from detoxifying, he always seems to appear in front of her and knows her movements very well. I wonder what his purpose is?
If you think about it carefully, apart from some money from her mother's family, she seems to have no other use value.
"what do you want?"
Jun Wuji lazily said: "Then I need someone... to be qualified to be a guest in Prince Yu's Mansion?"
"I think you think your life is too long."
He couldn't defeat Chu Yuci, but he still had the guts to come and provoke him.
Jun Wuji lazily held her chin, "Ah~"
He is too boring.
In the six months since he was poisoned, he has been unable to lift his shoulders or lift his hands. He is so idle that he is almost growing mushrooms. After finally meeting a woman with a fun personality, he naturally wants to have a good time.
"Then change it?"
"explain."
"Come with me to Qingcheng Mountain to enjoy the snow."
Ye Jinxiao's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a stern look flashed across his eyes.
"Have you placed an spy in Prince Yu's Mansion?"
Chu Yuci only mentioned the snow viewing in Qingcheng Mountain at noon, and Jun Wuji mentioned it again in the evening. This cannot be a coincidence.
Jun Wuji raised her lips and smiled: "Everywhere."
Acacia Sect is the largest intelligence organization in the world. As long as there is something he wants to know, there is nothing he can't get.
"But don't worry, Xiao Jin'er. I will definitely keep your eyeliner away from you when you take a bath."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Jinxiao punched his face, and Jun Wuji ducked aside sharply, "Xiao Jin'er, a gentleman doesn't move his mouth..."
Bang!
Kicked the stool leg over.
Jun Wuji was caught off guard, turned half of her body and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Immediately, many people looked over: "What's wrong?"
"What happened?"
"Master, are you okay?"
Ye Jinxiao took the opportunity to grab the bamboo stick, wrote down the address on it, and walked away: "Goodbye."
Jun Wuji got up and shook her noble red robe, "Nothing, just keep playing music and dancing."
