"correct!"
Song Siyuan took out a newspaper and spread it flat in front of everyone:
"Lou Yunxian went to Tianjin to film a movie half a month ago, and she has returned today. Tomorrow there will be a performance of her signature show "The Drunken Concubine" at the Futang Theater. We can take advantage of this opportunity to get in touch with this person."
Yue Guanchao looked at the newspaper. The news title was written in antique fonts:
"Yunxian returns to the Xinxing Tower in Liyuan, and the drunken concubine is staged in the theater"
Yue Guanchao looked at Lou Yunxian in the photo. From a certain angle, her profile looked very similar to Lu Fengjian:
"That's fine. I was thinking that I would have to wait another half month to see her, but I didn't expect to see her so soon."
"Sister Siyuan, do we really want to go to the theater?"
After listening to so much, Yue Erpao finally found a topic that interested him.
How could Song Siyuan not know his little thoughts? She looked at the young man with a playful look: "Yes, your favorite star, are you very happy?"
"That's true!"
"But you don't dare to wander around tomorrow. Just stay in my parents' box. Your brother and I are going to meet Lou Yunxian."
"Then...when you meet her, can you give me the entire autographed photo?"
Yue Guanchao's eyes widened, and then he laughed:
"I call you stupid, but you are really stupid. Once we recognize her, you can ask her for it yourself."
…
Huangtian Street, Shunjun Palace, Inner House
"Get out of here, get out of here!"
Before Mr. Jin and his wife entered the Sixth Girl's boudoir, they immediately heard the sound of breaking teacups, bowls and chopsticks. Many servants were scolded and disgraced, and trotted out of the Moon Cave Gate.
"Prince, Fujin?"
"Miss Sixth, you still don't want to eat?"
Mr. Jin signaled everyone to leave, picked up the dinner plate himself, tiptoed towards the pear wood porch door, and said inwardly:
"Daughter, don't blame Ama for being mean to you. There was a reason for what happened just now. If I didn't get angry in front of these security guards, they would definitely think that I instigated you to do it!"
"Amma, you are greedy for life and afraid of death. Why are you afraid of what these black dogs will do, like a pack of bandits?"
"Hey, why are you such a young kid? How can you say that to your Ama!"
As soon as these words came out, the fire in Mrs. Jin's eyes was instantly ignited. She rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush in, but Master Jin held her down.
Seeing that Jin Yuqi was no longer crying so much, he comforted him with sincerity:
"It doesn't matter what nonsense you make, as long as it's not my order, it's just a small fight. Even if it reaches the sky, it's just like a child's play. Even if the sky falls, Amma will hold it up!"
"But!"
Master Jin changed the subject and said slightly seriously:
"If what you did today is regarded as Amma's intention, in the eyes of the people in heaven, it will be deliberately provoking old and new conflicts. Not to mention Amma, even the one in the Forbidden Palace will have to give in."
"Now, our world is no longer the same. People have to bow their heads under the eaves. The place we live in is owned by adults. It is better to suffer a small loss than a big disaster."
"Let's pay some money to eliminate a catastrophic disaster. Isn't this a good deal?"
"Daughter, think about it, is this true?"
Jin Yuqi finally listened to Master Jin's heartfelt persuasion. She opened the curtains and her nose turned red with anger.
"Are you not angry anymore?"
"Come on, come on, put the things in."
Jin Yuqi opened the window and took the dinner plate into the inner bedroom. When Mrs. Jin saw her daughter starting to eat, she decided to explain to her the significance of it:
"Also, my daughter, think about it carefully, what does Tang Gelin have to do with you? He has nothing to do with our palace."
Jin Yuqi swallowed the porridge and rice, and retorted with a sob: "Why can't you fight? His mother is your sister, so he can be considered your nephew."
Mrs. Jin became very angry when she thought of her careless nephew:
"Forget it. Your grandpa didn't want him to marry the man named Tang at the beginning. He was so stubborn that he insisted on marrying her. Now it's okay. He has been a widow for more than twenty years and gave birth to a little beast."
"I knew this bastard didn't have good intentions. He came to see me for his mother, but who knew he wanted to make you stand out? I'll drive him away tomorrow."
"His dead bandit father, he has been wronged so much that you need to stand up for him. He used you as a gun."
"Okay, okay, as long as we know it, why are you telling your daughter this?"
Mr. Jin pulled Mrs. Jin and reluctantly persuaded her to return to the main courtyard. He walked to the window and resumed his cheerful tone:
"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense. That boy named Tang really has no good intentions in this matter. We won't have any contact with him in the future."
"Don't you like to listen to plays? I bought two tickets for the Futang Theater. "The Drunken Concubine" will be played tomorrow. Can you go?"
"Okay, since you apologize to me, that's all for now."
"Okay, just calm down. Amma will take you to the theater tomorrow."
When Mr. Jin saw that his daughter had lost her temper, his heart dropped and he let out a long breath.
Tomorrow will be the time for Foreign Minister Song and his wife to watch a show. After they talk about it, there will be no more conflicts.
This pair of children would have been bullied without my old man's mediation!
Things happened here, and Mr. Jin walked out of the moon cave door without any trouble.
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