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In fact, halfway through this, He Pingge had already guessed what the troupe master meant, and continued the words with a little smile: "You mean, this Ming Teng Jing'an is so polite to me because he likes Peking Opera?"

The words were all clear, and the master of the troupe no longer hid it, and nodded directly, and planned not to say secret words, he wiped his sweat again and put away his hand towel: "Yes, Boss He, in my opinion, let's not provoke the anger over there, we don't care about the commander here now, if something happens, I'm afraid ......"

He Pingge's eyes flickered slightly when he heard Gu Nian's two words, including the people in Meixian County, since Gu Nian left, he knew how good Gu Nian was, when Gu Nian was in Meixian before, although Meixian was a piece of fragrant bread, no one dared to move, but then Commander Gu left, Meixian was replaced by someone from Chu Junzuo to supervise, although there was no major incident, but from time to time horse bandit harassment, it was indispensable.

Including this time when the Japanese came, almost everyone in Meixian County was thinking, that is, Commander Gu was not here, if Commander Gu was here, these people would have fled with their tails between their legs.

He Pingge just thought about it, and couldn't help but bring out a little laugh, but this little laugh was fleeting, as if it had never appeared: "What is there to be afraid of, this is the territory of the Chinese, I don't believe they can still turn over the flowers." ”

He Pingge's words were cold, and the troupe master seemed to have no room for slowing down when he heard this, so he couldn't help sighing: "Hey, how did your temper become like this......"

The war in the past two years has been severe, the original old theater owner, his temples are also dyed white, He Pingge can be regarded as having been with him for many years, seeing him sigh, it is unbearable, when even if he gently eased his expression, he said softly: "Together with the things, go back, tell them that I want to listen to the play in the garden, I haven't been long for two years, and I can't sing anymore, and then I can't sing it like it was back then, and then I lost the reputation of the year." ”

In the end, He Pingge gave the face of the troupe owner and that Mingto Jing'an, and did not directly say that he didn't want to sing, but pretended to say that his figure was not as good as before, anyway, He Pingge hasn't sung in the past two years, it's not a secret, if that Mingtou Jing'an has a heart, he will naturally know it by asking.

The troupe owner was relieved, and he gave two feelings but couldn't figure out what the other party pondered, or whether the group of barbarians would not appreciate it, and still said with some worry: "Boss He, this... Can this be done?"

He Pingge laughed softly, reached out to support the shoulder of the troupe master, his fingers clenched on his shoulder armor, as if he had pulled out a little breath, and his tone was more gentle and firm, soothing people's hearts: "If it is my words, it will be accountability, and it will not fall on you." ”

The face of the troupe owner who said this sentence changed, and he hurriedly grabbed He Pingge's arm and explained: "Boss He, I didn't mean that. ”

In fact, if you talk about hatred and contempt for this Japanese, everyone is the same, how can the troupe owner be ignorant and unconscious, but the troupe owner is different from He Pingge after all, he is not alone, there are so many people under him, if there is a mistake, it will be a big family, and he does not dare to take this risk.

He Pingge laughed when he heard this, when he said that, he didn't mean anything else, he knew the person who was the master of the troupe, although he was not a peerless good person, but for those who could help, he would always try his best to help, and would never do such a thing to clear up the relationship, and said: "I know, it's just my own business, I understand it, and I won't be tired of everyone." ”

The troupe owner sighed silently, and he was also a little helpless, but it was a pity that the current way of the world was inadmissible, so he had to say: "I will reply according to this first, then Ming Teng Jing'an heard that he will stay in Meixian for a long time, and it is estimated that he will not be quiet during this time." "Power is a blessing and not a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided.

The troupe master's words were not persuasions, but they were very intimate reminders, and this matter was actually predictable to He Pingge, so he nodded casually and said, "Let's talk about the time when the time comes." ”

But it was quite surprising to He Pingge, he didn't have a good impression of the Japanese, he thought that he rejected the other party this time, even if the other party had a good temper, he had to get angry, but he didn't expect that the next day, He Pingge actually saw the big Zuo named Ming Teng Jing'an in the theater garden.

The man is not as fierce and vicious as the legend, but it can be regarded as neat, wearing a casual dress, very obvious Japanese style, all short fights, it looks neat, stepping on a pair of clogs, walking up, clicking.

Behind him, there were two Japanese soldiers in yellow military uniforms standing on the left and right, each with a rifle on their shoulders, standing there with a bit of a fierce look, and the difference with the look of these two people is that Mingtou Yasuyan, as if he really understands the play, squinted his eyes and listened carefully throughout the whole process, and his fingertips played rhythms on the table, which was completely compatible.

It's just that the man doesn't seem to look down on other people's plays, and although his expression is quite satisfied when he listens to it, he sighs a little after listening to it, as if he is regretting something.

He Pingge stayed behind the scenes to see him come for two days, and on the third day, he didn't come again, and still sent someone to send an invitation, inviting He Pingge to sing in person, this time the reason is sufficient, saying that he has gone to Liyuan to listen to the play, but he feels that his skills and figure are poor, and cultural exchanges have no borders, he hopes that He Pingge can let him see what is the real Peking Opera.

And this Ming Teng Jing'an is also really generous, this time the invitation came to the posture is much bigger than the last time, not only the previous thing was sent as it was, but it was doubled, and there was a lot of gold for a word.

He Pingge chattered at the invitation that seemed to be crepe and crepe, and he didn't know who this Ming Teng Jing'an had found to ghostwrite, this invitation was written in a very awkward manner, and even used a lot of allusions, which were used in the Bo Yazi period.

He Pingge saw that the brows of the troupe owner were almost ready to be broken into a sachet, and he didn't want to listen to him sigh, so he threw the invitation on the table casually and went out alone.

There are not many people on the street, and there is even a bit of a deserted taste, if it is said that Meixian was a vibrant young man before, then now, it is a dying old twilight year.

He Pingge walked down the street, and the more he looked at the depression around him, the more resentment he felt towards the Japanese, and the more determined he was not to sing for others.

It was when he walked to the middle of a street that He Pingge was stopped: "This gentleman, do you count fortunes?"

The person who spoke seemed to be a god stick, and there was a stall in front of him, and the copper money and hexagram buckets on the stall were readily available, and there was a flag standing next to it.

He Pingge was originally in very poor spirits, but at this time, he couldn't help laughing, nodded very politely, and responded to that person: "I'm sorry, I don't believe in fate." ”

The man smiled, looking quite happy, with a goatee on his chin, and when he spoke, he warped: "This is the first hexagram to open the door, and you don't need to give money." ”

Fortune-telling is the same as singing, it also belongs to the lower ninth rate, the rules of the line, the big guys are hard-working people, so they don't toss each other, but it is also to prevent a point, He Pingge also heard the master say about fortune-telling at that time, about this free hexagram, in fact, it is like a bait to attract fish to take the bait, saying that it is free, but once you sit in front of him, then the rest, you can't help it.

He Pingge knew a little about this matter, but he didn't expose it, but just smiled faintly: "That's not necessary." ”

After saying this, He Pingge continued to walk forward, originally according to the rules, it was said that there were no more than three things, He Pingge had already refused twice, no matter how good this Xu Banxian was, he would not be entangled, but this person looked like a completely unruly person, watching He Pingge go, he stood up directly and anxiously, and said, "Boss He stays." ”

He Pingge couldn't help frowning slightly, most of the people in Meixian County knew him, and he was familiar with him, but this person, he had never seen it, but this person knew his appearance and name, which was not strange two years ago, but now, two years later, when He Pingge almost didn't appear on the stage, there were still such people, and it couldn't help but make people feel strange.

Seeing that He Pingge stood still, Xu Banxian took two steps together, but he didn't rush too far away, but just said busily: "We are in the lower ninth stream, and we are close to each other, so how about taking care of business?"

In these words, he even brought out this mutual care thing, He Pingge was also helpless, and took a few points, planning to see what this person was thinking, and sat down at the hexagram table.

Since the last incident, He Pingge has grown into a heart, and he must bring his wallet when he goes out, so he casually took out two oceans and landed in front of Xu Banxian: "That's good, you count, if you calculate well, this money is yours." ”

That Xu Banxian looked at the money twice, but he didn't show any greed, but said with a smile: "What does Boss He want to count?"

As Xu Banxian spoke, he pushed the pen and paper and the hexagram bucket in front of He Pingge, obviously choosing whether to throw a lot or measure the meaning of the word.

He Pingge just glanced at his eyes lightly, then returned the pen and paper with the sticker, and said with a light face: "I think Mr. tried his best to call me back, but I'm afraid that what's the matter, I can't call the shots, right?"

Xu Banxian was seen through his mind, and laughed twice, but he didn't feel embarrassed, but only shouted: "Boss He has a clear mind, I admire him." ”

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