In the afternoon of the next day, regardless of whether Han Guangtao was happy or not, the grandfather and grandson arrived at Wase on time.
The so-called tile house is not as simple as a restaurant or a stage, but a large building complex composed of multiple hook rails.
The goulan in the vase is the place where hundreds of operas are performed. The large goulan can even accommodate thousands of people at the same time.
There is a stage inside the hook rail. The best position directly opposite the stage, which is a little above the ground, is called the Shenlou.
There are also positions called waist sheds on both sides. The angle is not as good as the Shenlou, and the ticket price is naturally cheaper.
There are also many types of programs in Goulan, including dramas, puppet shows, Zhugong tunes, drum lyrics, dances, storytelling, cockfighting and dog training, circus acrobatics, Cuju, etc.
Wu Xuezhen is a famous performer who sings drums and lyrics, so she was naturally arranged to perform in the largest hook bar in Washene.
It's not yet time for the performance to start, but the awnings on both sides are already full of people, and all the guests on the sacred building have also arrived one after another.
Mr. Han is a frequent visitor here. As soon as he sat down, he started calling friends and boasting about his grandson's filial piety.
Han Guangtao sat next to him like a tool, smiling and standing up to greet the old man's friends again and again, saying all kinds of modest words. It was not until Wu Xuezhen came on stage to sing that he rescued her.
Wu Xuezhen was indeed a famous actress, and her singing was indeed very charming. Mr. Han was soon fascinated by it, and while listening, he tapped his hands on his knees.
However, he would turn his head and spit on the ground next to him from time to time. This behavior really made many guests around him look dissatisfied.
People who can sit on the sacred tower and listen to the music are basically from some background, and they also know the power of the Han family. Although they feel uncomfortable, they dare not speak out.
The dissatisfaction on the faces of everyone around him soon turned into helplessness, and they could only stay as far away from him as possible.
If it weren't for Wu Xuezhen's rare drum lyrics, these people would probably get up and leave.
Mr. Han himself was happy to hear it and was completely unaware of everything around him.
Han Guangtao's face turned red and white next to him.
Facing the looks from all around, he really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Han Guangtao had very little contact with the old man after returning this time. At most, he met him once in the morning and evening to say hello. Today was the first time he saw him like this.
In his memory, his grandfather always paid great attention to appearance and status, but he never had this bad habit of spitting everywhere.
It has only been a few years since I followed my parents to the capital, why has it become like this?
Could it be that because my father was promoted, my grandfather became more and more informal?
Just when Han Guangtao was restless, Shen Tianshu, who was sitting on the divine tower with Li Zian, was already 90% sure.
"After listening to the drum lyrics in a while, please invite the old man to the teahouse next door to talk!" Shen Tianshu whispered to Li Zian.
Li Zian sent someone to deliver a letter to Han Guangtao, and left Goulan with Shen Tianshu in advance.
After listening to a few drum lyrics, Mr. Han was in a good mood. After coming out, he followed Han Guangtao to a nearby teahouse to drink tea without thinking much.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the private room, he saw Li Zian waiting inside.
Mr. Han turned around and glared at his grandson fiercely, and said angrily: "You little white-eyed wolf with your elbows turned out!"
Han Guangtao quickly lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.
He was angry, but Li Zian was the prince, so Mr. Han walked into the private room anyway, but was shocked to find a woman wearing a mask sitting inside.
He thought the other party was Li Zian's concubine, so he stopped immediately and asked displeasedly: "I wonder what the prince's summons is for you?"
Li Zian stood up and said: "Mr. Han, look at what you said, how dare I say that I summon you? I'm obviously inviting you to come up for tea. By the way, let me introduce to you, this is Mrs. Tong.
"Ms. Tong is coming to Wuchang Mansion to open a medical clinic. We happened to meet her today, so I will introduce you two to her."
There was no need for Li Zi'an to say anything. As soon as the words "Tongzi" were spoken, Mr. Han immediately knew the other party's identity.
After all, he is the doctor who treats Prince Rui. The common people may not know it yet, but they cannot hide it from a wealthy family like the Han family.
So when he heard that this person in the room was the famous Mrs. Tong, Mr. Han couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.
Not to mention her medical skills, just the fact that she can gain the trust of everyone from the bottom to the top of Prince Rui's palace is enough to prove that her ability is extraordinary.
After knowing that the woman in the room was not Li Zian's concubine, Mr. Han's expression improved slightly, but he still did not sit down. He stood over and said: "Now that we have known each other, the prince and Mrs. Tong are meeting here. We should be talking about Prince Rui’s condition, so I won’t interrupt you here.”
When Mr. Han said this, his mouth was filled with saliva unknowingly. He was about to turn his head and spit it out out of habit, but he immediately hesitated again when he thought that he was in front of Li Zian.
He looked around and saw nothing like a spittoon. Just as he was about to grit his teeth and swallow the saliva, Madam Tong, who was sitting in the inner room, suddenly said: "Minghui, get a spittoon for Mr. Han. "
A young maid immediately came forward with a spittoon that had been prepared and lifted it to the right position.
Mr. Han subconsciously lowered his head and spit out the saliva in his mouth. After spitting out, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and then he was stunned again.
How did Lady Tong know that he needed a spittoon?
But I saw Lady Tong coming out of the inner room and asked, "Mr. Han didn't have the habit of spitting before, right? He probably started after he got seriously ill three months ago, right?"
When Mr. Han heard this, his eyelids twitched, he raised his head and looked at Li Zian and said, "Anyone with eyes in Wuchang Prefecture knows that I am sick and spitting. Mrs. Tong does not need to use such words to scare me."
However, Shen Tianshu was not afraid of Mr. Han's cold face at all, and continued: "Don't worry, listen to me. At first, I probably just like eating cold food, and my saliva increased slightly.
"Later on, the condition gradually worsened. The mouth would soon be filled with saliva, and I had to spit it out continuously. Saliva kept flowing out when talking and eating, which affected my daily diet.
"Recently, when I go to bed at night, saliva should have overflowed on its own, soaking the pillows and bedding, starting to affect normal sleep, right?"
Mr. Han's eyes widened even more as he listened, and his whole body tensed up. He glared at Shen Tianshu and asked, "How did you know?"
After he finished speaking, he immediately looked back at Han Guangtao and cursed angrily: "You kid, don't you feel comfortable if you don't sell your grandfather to me?"
"Grandpa, this is really not what I said." Han Guangtao was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly. Seeing that Mr. Han still looked suspicious, he quickly added, "Think about it, I don't know these things at all, so what?" Maybe tell others!"
