Chapter 27: The Crematorium for Women's Clothing

"Little junior brother, you sang so well, you became an instant hit!"

"With the appearance of our little junior brother and his singing skills, it is not a matter of time before he becomes a corner. ”

"Boss Tang, you can take care of our senior brothers in the future, hahahaha......"

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As soon as Tang Zheng returned to the backstage, all the senior brothers and Wentang musicians gathered around to congratulate and congratulate, and everyone's eyebrows were filled with excitement and excitement.

The Chunhe opera troupe is just a small opera troupe in Hwaseong, although it has barely gained a foothold after several years of development, it has always lacked a corner of the town, and it has always been tepid.

It belongs to the state of not having enough to eat and starving to death.

Now that Tang Zheng is an instant hit, he will inevitably become one of the best corners in Hwaseong in less than half a month, and everyone in the troupe can eat and drink spicy food with him, how can everyone not be happy.

It is common for a corner to feed the entire troupe in the pear orchard, and it can really be said that one person has achieved the Tao and the chicken dog ascends to heaven.

"The class master is here!"

I don't know who shouted, and the noisy crowd instantly quieted down, and they respectfully greeted Li Chunhe, who was on crutches.

Tang Zheng, who was sitting in front of the makeup mirror and was about to remove his makeup, also stood up and respectfully called the master.

"Yanqiu, you can be regarded as a brilliant singer in this play tonight, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a hit, it is not in vain that I have trained you for ten years!"

Li Chunhe patted Tang Zheng's shoulder and motioned for him to sit down, a pair of slightly cloudy old eyes flashing with tears.

"Without the careful teaching of the master, there would be no Yanqiu today, master, you can rest assured, I will definitely carry forward our spring and the same vein!"

Tang Zheng recalled his ten-year academic career, and his nose was slightly sour.

If Li Chunhe hadn't taken him in, I'm afraid he would have been starved to death when he was eight years old. For Tang Yanqiu, the class leader Li Chunhe is not only a master, but also half of his father, who not only educates him to become a talent, but also raises him to become an adult.

"Okay, well, with your words, even if the master dies one day and sees the ancestor underground, it can be regarded as an explanation, Chunhe's vein is almost in my hands, but it is prosperous again in the hands of my apprentice!"

Li Chunhe's eyes were red, and an old tear still couldn't hold back after all.

"Class master, don't worry, we will definitely help the little junior brother to revive our Chunhe opera troupe together. ”

"Yes, class master, you are still strong, but don't say those unlucky words. ”

"Today is a big day for the little junior brother, we should be happy. ”

As soon as Li Chunhe burst into tears, many people present couldn't help but redden, he was not only higher than the sky to Tang Yanqiu, but also like a master and a father to other senior brothers.

"Yes, yes, today is a good day for Yanqiu......"

Bang Bang Bang!

Li Chunhe wiped his tears, smiled and before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the sudden sound of hurried footsteps.

He subconsciously looked back and saw a young officer wearing a military uniform with a gun at his waist leading a group of soldiers in.

"Commander Ma has an order, please ask Tang Yanqiu and Boss Tang to go to the commander's mansion tomorrow night to sing in the hall, and the commander will send a car to pick him up on time at six o'clock tomorrow afternoon. ”

"This is a flower basket and gift that Commander Ma specially gave to Boss Tang. ”

The young officer put the brocade box on the dresser in front of Tang with a little respect, and with a wave of his hand, the soldier holding a flower basket and a bag of oceans put down his things, as if he hadn't heard Li Chunhe speak, and immediately turned around and left without looking back.

"Class master, this bag of oceans is less than a hundred yuan!"

The third senior brother closest to the dresser opened the bag and looked at it, and said with a very solemn face.

The pair of half-person-high flower baskets are also full of flowers, which is definitely the highest specification in Hwaseong flower baskets.

Li Chunhe kept his face calm and didn't say a word, and personally opened the brocade box in front of Tang Zheng, when he saw the crystal clear bright yellow jade pendant in the brocade box, his face changed wildly instantly, and he couldn't help but gasp in fright.

Someone next to him asked curiously, "Class master, this jade pendant is very valuable?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the material of this jade pendant is the top Tianhuang stone, and the carver is from everyone's hands at a glance!

Li Chunhe looked at the piece of Tianhuangshi jade pendant in his hand in a daze, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

Tian Huangshi?!

Tang Zheng is also a heart jump, Tian Huangshi is known as the king of stones, and there is a legend that Tian Huang is the spirit stone left over by Nuwa to make up for the sky, the amount of survival is extremely rare, and the superior Tian Huangshi has long been fried to a sky-high price, and it is still priceless.

Even if it's a troubled time, it's worth a lot.

Tang Zheng never expected that the short and fat warlord would be so generous.

The more generous that Commander Ma was, the more he showed his imperative and dirty thoughts about Tang Zheng.

"Fuck you want to be a shit-stirring stick, fuck!"

Tang Zheng scolded in his heart in disgust, he was not a fool, how could he not see the filthy thoughts of that short and fat winter melon.

Not only can he see it, but Li Chunhe and others can also see it.

"Class master, that Commander Ma is not a good thing, he must not have a good heart for such a valuable gift to the little junior brother, tomorrow night's church meeting will definitely be a Hongmen banquet, and the little junior brother must not be sent into the fire pit!"

Sixth Senior Brother Duan Han was immediately anxious, and he was the first to stand up and grit his teeth in opposition.

"Yes, class master, I heard that the horse dwarf of the dog day is a pervert, last year's little peach was invited by him into the house to sing in the hall, and he never came out again, and he didn't even find the corpse!"

"Little junior brother, why don't you take this piece of Tianhuangshi and this bag of oceans and run overnight. ”

"Ma Cannon is not a good stubble, if the little junior brother leaves, our entire Chunhe Opera Troupe will suffer, maybe everyone will have to lose their heads!"

"What the do you mean, do you want to watch your little junior brother fall into the fire pit?!"

There was a sudden chatter in the background, some people persuaded Tang Zheng to leave, and some people were worried that Ma Da Cannon would anger the rest of the people after he really left.

Tang Zheng sat in front of the dressing mirror with a depressed face, looking at the beautiful face in the mirror after being dressed up in a daze, he never dreamed that one day there would be a man to beat him.

Sure enough, it's a women's crematorium!

"Don't make any noise, get out of here!"

Li Chunhe, who had always had a gloomy face, slammed the ground with a crutch, glared at everyone and scolded everyone.

"Master......"

Tang Zheng smiled bitterly at Li Chunhe, who was standing behind him in the mirror, and called softly.

Tomorrow night's hall meeting is clearly a Hongmen banquet, and the only end of going is to be stirred up, if it is the real Tang Yanqiu, maybe in order not to affect the master who raised him since childhood, and the other senior brothers, knowing that he will end up miserable, he will still pass through the house with tears in his eyes.

But Tang Zheng is not Tang Yanqiu after all.

Although, he also accepted the memories of Tang Yanqiu's previous eighteen years.

If he had fallen in love with a half-old, maybe Tang Zheng would have gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

However, if he is stabbed at the door, he can't do it even if he dies.