The teahouse really deserves to be a news distribution center, this is true for others, and for Qiao Lan, who is blessed with spiritual power, it is even more effective with half the effort. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

With the help of spiritual power, not to mention the teahouse, it is the restaurant across the street, as long as she wants to, she can also take it all in her ears, of course, the consequence of this is that all kinds of news came suddenly, "I tell you, the girl in the green bamboo garden next door ......", "He really said that......", "Milk/milk bear, make you ......", "This pack of medicine, miraculous effect...... "Twitter, grin...... It was as if thousands of bees were buzzing in her head.

Qiao Lan concentrated and listened to a place, and the situation was better.

In the box on the left, a few gentlemen mocked the fool who didn't know who, and discussed going back to tease.

The box on the right is more exciting, actually discussing the current situation, the one above is uncertain, many people are panicking, the second prince and the prince are secretly preparing to compete, waiting to make trouble, and other princes also have signs of being ready to move, such as the fifth prince......

Qiao Lan came back to her senses and looked at Feng Qixiang, finding that he was looking through the open door into the lobby...... The stage......

She also wondered that this person would actually listen to the play and hear fascinated, she watched for a while and also figured out the taste, the drama on the stage is called Dongtang Ji, it is about a doll kiss that can be called a beautiful talk, now it has reached the golden boy and the girl grow up, the man wants to go out to defend the country, the woman asked him for peace and blessings, the man fought bravely on the battlefield to kill the enemy, accidentally was seriously injured, the woman begged for heaven day and night at home, moved the heaven and earth, the man was good again, and then returned triumphantly, and finally ten miles of red makeup, the cave room flower candles...... This play is actually very bland, but in the meantime, a man's cousin was messed in, who was thin and thin, and what the hell was the male cousin who looked obscene/obscene, taking advantage of the man's expedition, spreading rumors everywhere that he should have been the one who was betrothed to the woman......

Qiao Lan couldn't watch the first half, but she could see it, this is simply an allusion to the baby kiss between Feng Qijin of the Feng family and Li Ranran of the Li family, maybe it was specially arranged by the Li family, in order to make the praise go back to a long time, but also to remind Feng Qijin, if you want to marry my girl, you have to become famous. And...... She secretly glanced at Feng Qixiang, and it happened that he also looked over, and there was no wave in his eyes. She didn't believe that he didn't see it, this play within a play.

Pretending to be strong?!

She tried to see a little loneliness in Feng Qixiang's eyes, but no! She looked a little focused, Feng Qixiang also saw her own shadow in her eyes, and couldn't help but smile slightly, "Lan'er, did you also see your shadow in my eyes?"

After Feng Qixiang reminded her like this, Qiao Lan was shocked to realize that she was actually staring at Feng Qixiang directly, her face was quickly bloodshot, "That...... You have ...... on your face."

"You're looking at my eyes. ”

"There is ...... in your eyes" Qiao Lan wanted to quibble, but before the word "eye feces" could be said, Feng Qixiang interrupted her, "What you just said is my face." ”

"......" said that good people are difficult to dismantle. Why is this product more annoying than before!! Qiao Lan silently turned her head and skimmed over the embarrassing situation in front of her, "Oh, Westinghouse, I don't know if it has anything to do with Dongtang Ji." "The stage in the lobby has been changed, and it is called Westinghouse, and it is really intriguing to go on stage one after the other with Dongtangji.

She just said this, and didn't take it to heart, but after watching it for a while, she was shocked to find that the West House and East Hall were singing the same play at all, but the position was completely reversed......

The man was very graceful, although he was down, but he was also arrogant, and he was resolutely not like the evil forces to bow their heads.

Qiao Lan's ears were sharp, and she heard someone in the lobby whispering to the people next to her, saying that these two plays have to be interesting together, as for how to be interesting...... But he kept it secret, and did not go deeper.

Looking at the drama on the stage, she has reason to believe that the matter of the Feng family and the Li family has long been regarded as a topic of conversation after tea and dinner, and it has spread.

Feng Qixiang's expression still hasn't changed in the slightest, as if these are none of his business, everyone puts these two plays on him, if he himself is like this, it will be hopeless.

The play was still singing, and suddenly, a few people came in at the door, shouting to change the play, and drove the play off the stage viciously. A good scene was interrupted, but the people in the teahouse didn't dare to say anything, and they cowered as turtles one by one.

The first ones are all family members, and a little back, the fat man shaking the fan is the main one. Taking advantage of the moment he turned around, Qiao Lan saw the other party's appearance, and inexplicably felt familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it. Noticing that Feng Qixiang's mood next to her fluctuated a little, she turned her head and saw that he was staring at the fat man who was arrogant in the lobby on the first floor with an extremely hateful look.

A flash of inspiration flashed through her mind, and then the teahouse shopkeeper appeared, confirming her suspicions.

The shopkeeper with a goatee said to the fat man dissatisfiedly, "Master Feng, it's not easy for us to run a business, you come back and forth every once in a while, do we still want to open the door to do business." I'm nothing, I'm afraid that my lord will be unhappy. "The Son of Heaven is doing business at his feet, who doesn't have three or two people behind him, and, don't look at Feng Qiyue's arrogance, in fact, no one treats him, although you are the eldest son and grandson of the Hou Mansion Feng family, but the discerning people don't need to look at it to know that this person is mud and can't support the wall, and it is basically no fun to inherit the Hou Mansion Feng family.

"Don't let Ye see this play here again, otherwise, Ye will smash it here. "Feng Qijin is used to being arrogant, and he never knows what it means to be restrained, and he has offended countless people. The shopkeeper relied on his own day after tomorrow and wanted to go back, but a little second came next to him and whispered a few words next to him. Qiao Lan "heard" Xiao Er say that it was not appropriate to have a conflict with the people over there at the moment, and let the shopkeeper take it away.

The shopkeeper was indignantly defeated and turned away. Feng Qiyue took it for granted that the other party was afraid of him, and suddenly became even more arrogant, and sat at the table closest to the stage, saying that it was a change of play, but it was a change of Dongtangji. On the stage, when the male protagonist's cousin appeared, Feng Qiyue suddenly ran onto the stage, it was difficult for him to be covered in meat, he ran so fast, and when he arrived on the stage, he opened the bow left and right, and the play was bruised and swollen, and there was no good meat on his body, so he fell to the ground and hummed to himself.

Qiao Lan thought that Feng Qixiang would do something, but after the initial anger, he became indifferent again and coldly looked at the farce in the lobby downstairs.

Feng Qiyue didn't stay long in the tea house, because he heard from his family that the tea shop two streets away was also singing the story of the West House, so he hurriedly took a few family members to kill him......

"Let's go!" Feng Qixiang got up, and Qiao Lan quickly got up to follow, "Where are you going?"

"Go back!"

"So soon, but I don't want to go back yet. "I haven't heard about Huguo Temple yet.

"Feng Si should have returned. ”

Hearing this, Qiao Lan didn't insist anymore, and hurriedly followed Feng Qixiang down. (To be continued.) )