For a while, everyone in the peach blossom hall had different thoughts, and the opera on the stage sang exactly the wonderful place, which attracted the loud applause of the people watching the opera in the pear orchard.

Zhou Muqing didn't know how to respond to Zhang's words, so he pretended to shout with everyone at this time, as if he hadn't heard Zhang's words, but he deliberately diverted Zhang's topic.

Seeing Zhou Muqing's ignorant appearance, Zhang couldn't help but sigh faintly in his heart, this child is older, he has his own ideas, how can others influence it.

That's it, that's it, if things really develop in the worst direction, with their own status, as long as they are not in the capital, they can still find a decent marriage for Sister Qing'er.

Mrs. Qiu Zhang sighed in her heart, but she made a decision, she must find a good look, and she must find a son with a good character and family background, and she will definitely not let her sister's daughter be wronged.

Maybe it's because the few plays sung by Liyuan today are really good, but there are very few people in this peach blossom hall who are not interested, and everyone is watching the opera with great interest, but they are all fascinated for a while, and they don't notice the movements of others.

There is Wang Xifeng in charge of Rongguo Mansion, and Mrs. Xing is now resting on the right mind, and is only willing to be a rich idler, and is not willing to the heart of Lao Shizi anymore, since the opening of Zhou Muqing's pear orchard, Mrs. Xing can be said to have become a frequent visitor in the pear orchard.

For the new opera in the pear orchard, it can be said that it is sung to her bones, she was not like this before, and no matter how much she does, it is wrong in the eyes of others.

Always trying to please everyone in every possible way, but they can't see their own efforts, they just feel that these are natural things, and what they do seems to be a big joke.

Isn't it all because of one money? Now that I have a lot of money in my hand, what if I don't have all the money in this house?

It is her daughter-in-law Wang Xifeng, who is above the top, and now she is not kind to herself, she has brought all this, a decent person, Mrs. Xing's heart is naturally full of gratitude.

Mrs. Xing thought of this, turned her head and looked in the direction of Zhou Muqing, she was very happy in her heart, naturally she was smiling, and her eyes were full of gratitude.

Zhou Muqing also pretended to be watching the play seriously, but at this time, his eyes were looking around, this was also his first time inviting guests, so he naturally paid attention to the expressions of the guests, and hoped that the guests would be satisfied with this.

At this time, they unexpectedly met Mrs. Xing's grateful eyes, although they were quite puzzled by the look in Mrs. Xing's eyes, the two of them smiled at each other and nodded, but they each looked away.

Mrs. Xing also felt very embarrassed, but she didn't expect her small actions to be caught, although there was no trace of malice, she was also quite uncomfortable.

Reaching out and holding the teacup and drinking the tea gently, pretending that nothing had happened, Mrs. Xing stared at the stage seriously as if the person who was looking around just now was not herself.

The VIP rooms of Zhoujia Liyuan are very cleverly designed, each VIP hall has a big stand, and the guests sit in the hall, only surrounded by some wooden fences, but they do not block the view.

The doors in and out of the VIP hall are all made behind the back, guarded by maids, even if someone enters and exits, it will not affect everyone watching the play, and naturally the peach blossom hall is no exception.

Then everyone was watching the play with great interest, but the door in and out of the Peach Blossom Hall was quietly opened, and a little guy who was slightly out of breath with sweat dripping on his forehead was standing outside the door at this time.

I saw the maid guarding the door and the little maid whispering for a while, the little maid nodded and turned around and walked out, but the maid guarding the door walked straight to Mrs. Xing's side.

"Madam, the family said that they were guests who came to Mrs. Mada's mother's house, and the second grandmother came to ask, how should these guests be arranged?"

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There was a little maid beside Li Zhi who also said the same thing, Li Zhi was only slightly stunned, and asked casually after a little contemplation.

"Did you say who came? Who were the people with you, and how did the second grandmother arrange it?"

The little maid was only randomly assigned by Wang Xifeng's side, but she was only eleven or twelve years old, although she knew a little about the twists and turns in the door of the mansion, she knew a lot, and at this time, she hurriedly said when she heard Grandma Li's words.

"It was said that the two sisters of the grandmother's maiden family came, as well as the niece of the eldest lady's mother's family, and the young master and young lady of the Xue family, and they met together on the road and entered Beijing together. ”

The little maid, what I said was that it was clearly organized, and Li Zhi asked about the name, color, appearance, etc., and then he knew which one was coming.

Everyone has watched several scenes, and now it is almost time for the end of the song to disperse, because there are guests in Rongguo's mansion, and they explain the reason to everyone, and this scene is over, and everyone has packed up and returned home.

At this time, the peony hall in the pear orchard was another ordinary scene, a young man about 20 years old, was listening to the opera on stage with his eyes closed.

This young man has a good appearance, and I saw that his face was like a crown of jade, his lips were red and his teeth were white, as if he was like an immortal who came down to earth.

It's a pity that this immortal is too cold, so listening to the opera people on the stage is a lot soothing, and the thin lips that are tightly pursed make people feel a little cold.

In addition, he was wearing a pure black shirt, although he embroidered some patterns with gold and silver threads, which looked very gorgeous and extraordinary, but it gave people an atmosphere that no one should approach.

You really sing the opera very well, although this young man does not shake his head, his hand is on the table with his index finger, and the fast and slow rhythm on the stage is tapped, and the expression on his face is also very soothing.

Of course, there could not be only one person in the huge peony hall, but except for the young man who sat alone, and after his death, there stood an old man with a white face and beard about 40 years old, who was always bent over, and looked like a servant servant.

There were also some people who were scattered around, faintly guarding the young man in the center, although these people were dressed normally, but the tiger's back was very vigilant, and they looked like bodyguards or something.