The woman in front of her was wearing a plain white gown, her long hair was tied up in black silk stockings with three wooden shackles. Although the makeup on her face had not yet been removed, you could still see the flower-like face underneath, especially that The transitional makeup between red and white adds a unique charm to her face.
"Don't take what happened today to your heart, Taoist priest. Forget about the compensation. It's just wood, not worth much silver. Xiangzilou does business. If Taoist priest likes it, I hope you will support me more in the future."
Pushing the brewed tea in front of Lin Xiaolu, Qing Yi named Wan Nanqing asked with a smile:
"The Taoist Master was staring at me on the stage for a long time, and now he has made a special trip to the back hall. I guess, where did the Taoist Master see me?"
Regarding Lin Xiaolu, Wan Nanqing subconsciously regarded him as a judge who coveted her beauty. She had been in the world and sang songs for these years, so she had become accustomed to this kind of thing.
As a well-known opera master in the capital, Wan Nanqing is not only skilled in opera, but her beauty is also talked about by theater fans. But she didn't feel it was inappropriate. Instead, she regarded it as one of the means of making a living, and took dozens of people from Xiangzi upstairs and downstairs to make a living in the capital.
The confidence mainly comes from her methods. First of all, she is not as weak as she appears, but a real middle-level warrior. Over the years, there are many men who have seen her beautiful and want to belittle her, but without exception. They all suffered from the stick.
Secondly, it was her master. The former leader of Xiangzilou once sang operas for the Great Master of the Wu Kingdom, and he was very happy. Later, before her master retired and returned to his hometown in old age, he also brought Wannanqing, who was seven or eight years old at the time, to sing for the Master. After the show, the Holy Father said that the little girl was smart, had a lot of energy, and was a good successor. Therefore, Boss Wannan Qingwan has some background in the private capital, at least he is known to the emperor.
Therefore, he is a businessman with no skills and background, and he cannot be a theater owner at all.
At this moment, Wannanqing already regarded Lin Xiaolu as the same person as other guests, but he did not say it clearly. He only made insinuations and asked Lin Xiaolu if he had seen him before.
At the table, Lin Xiaolu took a few sips of tea and said calmly:
"It's not that I've seen it before, it's just that I've never seen a person with such amazing bones as Team Leader Anhui. He's the only one in a million, and he has a rich and noble face, like a rising dragon. So I was stunned for a moment. Alas, it's only his fault. I have never seen the world, but I am laughing at class leader Anhui."
Hearing Lin Xiaolu's nonsense, Wan Nanqing was stunned, and then slightly curved the corners of his beautiful mouth.
This Taoist priest looks pretty and pretty, but I didn't expect that he would be quite interesting to talk to.
She naturally didn't believe in the physiognomy theory, but her impression of the young Taoist priest in front of her was slightly better.
At the table, she held up a cup of hot tea and asked while drinking:
"I haven't asked the Taoist Priest for his name yet."
"Lin Meili."
"Ahem."
Wan Nanqing coughed and nearly spit out the tea he had just taken in. He couldn't help but glare at Lin Xiaolu.
"The name Taoist Priest sounds quite charming, right?"
Lin Xiaolu cupped his hands and clasped his fists: "Thank you, Master Wan."
He was here for no other reason than to look at Wan Nanqing a few more times and said with a smile:
"Master Anhui, to be honest, I am not a Dawu person. Today is the first time I heard a local opera from Dawu. I like it very much. I see that Master Wan is an expert in kung fu, but he is very young. I wonder how many years he has been studying it?"
Seeing Lin Xiaolu asking about his details, Wan Nanqing smiled and did not hide it, but told it directly.
As the leader of Xiangzilou, her background is not a big secret. Many people in the capital know it, so she tells her origins frankly. He told Lin Xiaolu that he was an abandoned baby picked up by his teacher in the Liyuan Garden, and emphatically explained the purpose of bringing everyone in Xiangzilou into the palace to perform at this year's Mid-Autumn Festival party, which earned him praise from the Holy Emperor and the civil and military officials. It goes without saying that I want Lin Xiaolu to put aside his unreasonable thoughts and be honest.
In the room, listening to Qing Yi talking in front of him, Lin Xiaolu seemed very patient and had no intention of disturbing her at all. He just looked at her without blinking.
Out of courtesy to her guests, Wan Nanqing did not stop her, although she felt that the guest officer's eyes were a bit strange.
He performed on stage with his old leader since he was a child, and later became a leading actor at a young age and controlled an entire theater by himself. These experiences made Wan Nanqing much precocious than women of the same age, and he knew how to watch people's emotions. On weekdays, even if he was pretending to be a good family man, It was inevitable that high-ranking officials would look at her with a trace of lust in their eyes, or they would secretly glance at her body with the corner of her eyes when facing her. She had seen these things often, and she would naturally be able to detect them.
But she had never seen the look in Taoist Lin's eyes before. It was not as sultry and obscure as the usual guest officers who had unreasonable thoughts about her, nor was it like the others who showed the gentleness and calmness of a gentleman. Instead, it looked like a gentleman. Eyes mixed with various complex emotions such as tenderness, tranquility, longing, regret, etc.
She didn't know why Taoist Lin looked at her like this. It was obviously the first time they met.
After being looked at by Lin Xiaolu for a while, Wan Nanqing stopped, feeling uncomfortable all over:
"Director Lin, is there something you want to tell me?"
"No." Lin Xiaolu held his chin and shook his head:
"I just came over for a visit and wanted to get to know Leader Anhui."
Wan Nanqing frowned and looked at Lin Xiaolu's face, gradually losing the mood to continue talking.
"If there is nothing wrong with Taoist priest Lin, I will take off my makeup first. It will be uncomfortable if the makeup is on my face for a long time. I hope Taoist priest Lin can forgive me."
Seeing Wannan Qing's order to expel guests, Lin Xiaolu simply stood up, took out a silver ingot from his arms and placed it on the table, then clasped his fists and smiled very sincerely:
"I'm still very sorry for what happened today. I'm careful. I hope that Leader Wan will not refuse. In the future, Pindao Association will come often to hear the good news from Leader Wan."
After saying that, he turned around and left without any hesitation.
After the people left, the room became quiet. Wan Nanqing, who was sitting alone at the table, looked at the still warm silver ingots on the table, his delicate eyes filled with doubts.
What on earth did this Taoist Lin come to find me for?
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Walking on the busy official road, Lin Xiaolu bought two roasted sweet potatoes, one for each hand, and ate them while walking. The corners of his mouth were filled with orange-yellow sweet potato residue.
He was in a good mood. After all, he had seen the reincarnation of An Ning. Although judging from the state of the situation, An Ning's reincarnation had nothing to do with An Ning. Apart from the same appearance and voice, everything else was different in terms of personality, experience, origin, etc. All the same.
However, this also made Lin Xiaolu feel quite satisfied. Nowadays, in the peaceful and prosperous era, the people live and work in peace and contentment, with food and clothing. I think Aning's next life will not be miserable.
