The carriage ran wildly, leaving the gate of Fengtian City and running straight to Zhuangzi in the southeast direction. It stopped in front of the archway after more than a hundred miles.
On the archway, the three large red lacquer characters of Tangjiazhuang are clearly visible, burning like fire and blood in the afterglow of the setting sun, full of terror!
The old man parked his carriage outside the Tang Mansion, tied the horse and walked into the side door. He walked through the courtyard and corridor and stopped in front of the Moon Cave Gate.
"Mother Liu, I'm back."
"Hurry in, the lady is waiting inside."
"okay."
As soon as she entered the main hall, Mrs. Zhang was wearing an embroidered jacket and skirt, holding beeswax beads in her hands, closing her eyes and mumbling to herself.
She noticed someone coming in and said quietly: "What news can you hear?"
"Madam, I'm afraid I can't keep the news from you."
The old man knelt down with a bang and knocked his head loudly!
Mrs. Zhang suddenly opened her eyes, her breathing became rapid, and it took a long time before she uttered one word: "Speak!"
The old man didn't dare to neglect, so he took out the rolled-up illustrated magazine and told Zhang the story he heard at Fuxian Tea House.
The causes, consequences, and fate are all explained clearly!
The story itself was already exciting enough, and the old man's eloquence was not as good as Qian Sanye's, so he would not add any more fuel to the story. Because of this, Zhang's atmosphere became even more exciting after listening to it.
Wow!
The beeswax prayer beads had their silver threads cut off and scattered on the ground.
Although Mrs. Zhang tried to cover it up again and again, Mother Liu could still feel that the hall was extremely oppressive, and the Buddhist sound just filling the air made her even more sinister!
"Call Brother Lin to come over!"
When Liu's mother heard that she was going to invite the young master Tang Gelin, her face was filled with worry. Zhang immediately knew what she meant.
She signaled to the old man with her eyes. The old man understood and wisely exited the Jingci Hall.
As soon as he left, Zhang's face immediately dropped: "Tell me, what's going on?"
Mother Liu gave her a blessing and hesitated:
"If it were normal, the old slave would have gone. Now the young master has brought an actor back and asked the slaves to come out. I don't know what is going on inside. It's better to ask, in order to avoid a collision."
Mrs. Zhang was a little frustrated: "Young lady, I don't care about him."
"The young mistress is so rich and noble. She either hangs out with her friends to play mahjong or goes to some foreign theater. She is willing to take care of the young master, but when she comes, she can only say a few words and start quarreling again."
"Okay, take me to see what kind of little actor can charm my brother Lin like this!"
After Zhang finished speaking, she stood up and was taken to the east wing of the front yard by Liu's mother.
As soon as he entered the Moon Cave Gate, he could immediately hear the extremely frivolous laughter and anger in the side room. Although Mrs. Zhang didn't care about her son taking wives and concubines, she had violated her taboo by leading the family to live with an actor.
Bang!
Two servants broke open the door, and Tang Gelin was so frightened that he poked his head out of the Yueying tent:
"A dog kills a man. If you dare to break down my door because of your ambition, go to the concierge to get a ticket. If you beat me to death, you will be compensated."
Mrs. Zhang stepped into the threshold, stood at the door and coughed a few times:
"Ahem!"
"You are so arrogant. The servant will be punished by the butler when he makes a mistake. If you say he will be beaten to death, then he will be beaten to death. How much sesame oil should I donate to my mother to atone for your sin of killing!"
Tang Gelin suddenly heard Mrs. Zhang's voice, telling the actors in the quilt to stop shushing, and hurriedly ran down the cave, throwing on a few clothes at random. Happy couple in the bedroom.
"Mom, why did you come to my room instead of eating and chanting Buddha's name in the Buddhist hall?"
Tang Gelin's face was filled with annoyance at being disturbed. His silk satin pajamas were languidly buttoned wrongly, and his face was flushed, showing that he had drunk a lot of wine.
"There's no such thing as being dirty in daylight. I shouldn't have to worry about you getting married and starting a career, but I definitely don't agree with having an actor lead your family."
After saying that, Mrs. Zhang looked into the bedroom: "Stop hiding, I heard it outside. Come out and show your face."
The gauze curtain in the bedroom was slightly opened, and a woman wearing Dielian Peony cheongsam walked out timidly with high heels.
Mrs. Zhang looked like she was admiring a vase, surrounding her and praising her:
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Hua Yue has a beautiful face, graceful appearance, a face like spring, and a voice like an oriole. He is indeed a good actor."
"Would you like to go to Tang Mansion?"
The actor was absolutely unwilling to say this. Everyone knew that Tang Gelin was a playboy, and the famous flower yamen in Fengtian Fengyuechang liked the new and disliked the old. If he married her, she would definitely be abandoned like worn shoes in March.
She shook her head quickly and tried to avoid it:
"Old madam, a rich man like us has a low status and dare not enter a high-ranking family."
"Well, Mother Liu will bring her a bag of silver coins. It's not easy for a girl to sing in the hall. Let's see her off."
"Okay, please, girl!"
Mother Liu was polite, but her hands were full of energy. The woman was like a rabbit being pinched by the back of the neck, asking Mother Liu to slip out.
How could a young actor fight against such a reclusive woman, but he was defeated in just a few words? Tang Gelin still wanted to stop him, but when he saw Zhang's formation, he knew it was impossible.
