Chuanyun's voice sounded like a bird flying over Dongcang City, waking up the entire city. The clear and refined tone is like singing on the apex of people's hearts, making people feel refreshed and dispelling all the sleepiness of the night.
Looking at the hundreds of cities in Daxuan, Dongcang City is the only one that wakes up so early.
Singing softly and gracefully, it’s early in the morning,
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Su Xiaoxiao's voice is getting more and more amazing..." In the teahouse, the man who was waking up and sipping tea put down the tea cup in his hand and looked in the direction of Dongcang Grand Theater, "I don't know who can marry him in the future. He, if it were me, would be able to wake up laughing from his dreams."
"Stop dreaming." The man sitting opposite him smiled, "That's a disciple of the Luo family. In the future, he will either marry into a wealthy family, or he will live with a hero on the sword list. How can we not be so lucky! Find a man with a big ass who can give birth to a child, and give birth to ten or eight children. Maybe one or two of them will be promising, and I will marry you a daughter-in-law like this."
The man from before turned red and said, "I don't have anything else on my mind, I'm just sighing."
Everyone else in the teahouse looked at the man and nodded at the same time: "I understand, I understand!"
The man still wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say, so he depressedly picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.
The teahouse owner looked at the blushing man with interest. He also picked up the teapot with a smile, took a sip, looked at the busy Dongcang Street, and enjoyed the day with the clear voice in his ears. The peaceful morning in Dongcang... Well, it seems like something is missing.
"Speaking of which, why didn't you see the kid selling newspapers today?" The teahouse owner suddenly thought of something. Normally at this time, the newspaper selling team would be running around the streets, but it would be pleasant to buy a newspaper by yourself and drink tea while reading it.
"Xiao Ma, go buy a copy of "Da Xuanmin Daily" and come back." The shopkeeper ordered. Yesterday's story said that Duan Yu took Mu Wanqing back to visit his parents. Are they going to get married today?
This cannot be stopped!
The clerk who was packing up was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Shopkeeper, I asked, today's morning issue of Daxuanmin Daily has been sold out. Let's wait for the second edition at noon."
"What? Sold out?"
The guy nodded: "Brother Ren from Xicheng understood the 'Bei Ming Magic' from "The Eight Parts of the Dragon", and he was extremely powerful. So as soon as a batch of newspapers came out in the morning, they were robbed. On weekdays, I buy the afternoon and evening newspapers. People rushed to grab the morning paper, but I arrived late and couldn’t buy it.”
"They're going to grab the issue where Brother Ren realized it. Why are they grabbing the latest issue? Carry a boat and ask for a sword!" The shopkeeper put down the tea cup angrily.
"Look what you said." The clerk chuckled, "Who has Brother Ren's peach blossoms... No, that talent. He can understand magical skills from just a few words! So everyone wants to buy more. Take a look, maybe I have a deeper understanding. Boss, please bear with me and I will buy it for you at noon."
"Well! That's all we can do." The shopkeeper sighed, and suddenly felt that today's tea was not so fragrant.
…
After finishing singing, Su Xiaoxiao and a group of Yingying Yanyan returned to the theater. After breakfast, they would continue to rehearse the Marquis's new play "The Romance of the West Chamber". Su Xiaoxiao's face was flushed, and she was looking forward to today's arrangements. Because she received a notice yesterday that Luo Hongnu recommended her to play the role of matchmaker.
She had read the script a long time ago, and Su Xiaoxiao especially liked the clever and brave little maid. She thought she would have to wait until more theaters opened in the future before she would have a chance, but she didn't expect that she would be the first to perform.
"We must give Sister Luo credit! And... Mr. Hou!" Su Xiaoxin encouraged herself. In Linglong Tower before, she was just a little maid who waited for others, following behind the oiran lady, and occasionally being taken advantage of by some unscrupulous guests. I thought that my future had been decided, and when I got older, I would be like those sisters and serve wealthy merchants and nobles. If your life is better, you will meet a kind-hearted person and you will eventually be bought back to be a concubine or a slave; if your life is not good, after a few years of fun, you will eventually be covered in bruises and grow old, and end your life.
But that person changed her life.
A few months ago, she was still counting the days. In half a year, her age would be reached. I heard from my mother that several customers have taken a fancy to her and want to comb her hair.
This was a glorious thing in a brothel, but she couldn't be happy about it. Those guests were old and ugly, and they all exuded a rotten smell. She heard people say that those people were deceived, thinking that taking possession of her young body would prolong their lives.
She knew that in a brothel, any fantasy was just a luxury. She had prepared a bottle of poison and planned to commit suicide by taking it that night.
At this time, that person appeared.
When they first met, she hid behind the courtesan and watched from a distance. Those usually annoying literati were hard at work on the Luo family. It was him who stood up, sang three songs, and had amazing talents that made her remember him.
Later she found out that it was the young uncle newly named by the imperial court, Wan Anbo!
When they met again, it was a fight, and he took action to get justice for the orphan girl of the Su family in Zhili. She hid behind the crowd and watched the young lady from the Su family crying on his chest, and she felt envious.
The girl always had spring on her mind, so she secretly gave herself a surname, Su. She hoped that one day, the young uncle would save her own destiny just like he saved Miss Su's family.
But it is a delusion after all. The young uncle was assassinated outside the city, and then left Zhongjing, leaving only a song "Farewell", which was sung endlessly in the brothels...
For Su Xiaoxiao, Wan Anbo is gone, and her girlish dream has also awakened.
Even if there are unparalleled heroes, they will not stop her.
She is just grass on the roadside, not worthy of anyone's attention.
She hid the poison carefully and waited for that day to come.
until……
She was suddenly told that she was going to Dongcang!
The journey of tens of thousands of miles and the unknown about the future made everyone worried. Only she was filled with joy.
Su Xiaoxiao knew that it was his city.
The light of fate was finally willing to shine on her little grass.
When she arrived, everything changed.
Not just her, but all the sisters’ lives have changed.
They no longer need to be frightened or think about serving people in Israel.
They sang the script, studied the stage, enjoyed the cheers and reverence of everyone in the audience, and accepted the rewards given by heaven.
They are no longer the weeds on the roadside, but the flowers in full bloom!
One word can change people's hearts, one line can change lives!
Maybe this is the real unparalleled hero!
Su Xiaoxiao already knew the distance between herself and him, and extinguished the completely unrealistic fantasy in her heart. It was enough to just see him occasionally when chatting with Sister Luo.
"May all lovers in the world get married eventually..." Thinking about the content of "The Romance of the West Chamber", Su Xiaoxin sighed, "Only the Marquis has such warmth."
Su Xiaoxiao sat down, ate the breakfast that had been prepared, and picked up the latest "Da Xuan Min Daily" and started reading.
"The emotions written by Mr. Hou are so sincere. Mu Wanqing and Duan Yu are... hmm?" Su Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, put down the spoon in her hand, and looked at the chapter in her hand again.
"elder brother?"
"Baby Gan...so is Zhong Ling..."
"What do you mean, Mr. Hou?"
"May all lovers in the world eventually become...brother and sister?"
…
At the same time, the sound of water spraying sounded everywhere in Dongcang City.
"This turning point..."
"What good people, how come they are brother and sister?"
"Duan Zhengchun, you xxxx..."
"Hahahaha, I am so happy that I am all my sisters!"
"Look at that heroic couple, their faces are pale!"
"One word, absolutely!"
Outside Lunjian Pavilion, Ren Ji put down the newspaper and nodded silently.
"The one who knows me is the Marquis!"
"Amorous things, it's too dangerous!"
“If you’re not endangering yourself, you’re endangering future generations!”
"Renji remembers it!"
…
In the Lord's Mansion of Dongcang City, Chen Luo looked at the spiritual object floating in front of him and raised his eyebrows.
"This...is the book spirit of the Eight Tribes of Heaven and Dragons?"
"Are you here to deliver the teaching building to my martial arts academy?"
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