Sun Laoyuan said with a smile: "The stone of its mountain can attack jade, although the lyrics are a little weird, but it is also very appropriate." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Li Ruofan was somewhat embarrassed, Mei Lanfang stayed in 1949 and became a government official. But in fact, he is actually the original artist Mr. Mei, and in the end he did not become a politician Mei Lanfang.

When the emperor completely left the Peking Opera stage, Mei Lanfang was very busy, but he was not busy with the art of Peking Opera, and until his death, he was unable to come up with a new play.

Perhaps, this is actually a way for the kind and gentle Mr. Mei to protect himself and his family.

In a short time, the carriage had reached the official road, and the horses neighed and stopped the horses' hooves.

Li Ruofan jumped out of the carriage with a smile, saw that the mountain eagle and the seven King Kongs had all gotten off the carriage, and he wanted to leave after saying a few words about the scene.

Li Ruofan smiled: "Wait!"

The mountain carving's face changed slightly: "This uncle, the mountain does not turn around, leave a line of life, and see each other in the future." ”

Li Ruofan said with a smile: "But I'm afraid, I'm afraid that as soon as you walk on the front foot, maybe dozens of horses will chase after you with Hanyangzao, how do you say I should live?"

The mountain carving reluctantly smiled: "You are really good at laughing, the most important thing in our business is to pay attention to righteousness first." If you don't believe it, I swear by Guan Erye, if there is a violation, there will be five thunderstorms in the sky!"

Li Ruofan said with a smile: "Otherwise, there are just a few trees over there, I have a few sections of rope here, you tie up seven, and leave one to report back, so I can rest assured!"

Meng Xiaodong pursed his lips and chuckled, is this Young Master Li a fool?

The mountain carving rolled his eyes, and obviously understood: "Quick, listen to orders!"

The Seven King Kongs did not dare to disobey, and they were sure that the mountain carving would soon loosen their bonds. A hero and three gangs, he can't play with only one person who relies on a mountain carving.

After tying each other up, Li Ruofan went over and tied a dead knot.

The mountain carving smiled: "Congratulations to the masters on the road!"

Li Ruofan said with a smile: "I'll send you on the road first, otherwise I will always be a little worried if you don't leave." Well, I just pondered again, what if you run a few steps to hide, and come over to loosen the tie as soon as I leave?"

The mountain eagle was dumbfounded: "You're not confused!"

He blurted out, but Li Ruofan laughed: "Actually, it's useless for you to go back." I took all the gold, silver, and ammunition in your Weihu Mountain, even the grain and grass. That is, the minions that confuse you are left with a few Hanyang made, but there are no bullets. So, you better hit the road, don't go back. Saying this is to keep you from being a fool. ”

As soon as the words fell, the mountain carving had just heard the last foolish ghost, and saw Li Ruofan raise his hand and raise the box cannon, which was the last impression of his life.

Meng Xiaodong was taken aback, he didn't expect Li Ruofan to kill if he said that he would kill, without a trace of hesitation, is this still a weak Young Master Li?

Fang Shuiju said: "These bandits all have human lives in their hands, if they keep them, they will not die if they fight the tiger, but they will suffer from it." ”

Meng Xiaodong shook his head and said, "I'm not talking about this, forget it, you don't understand it." ”

Fang Shuirou blinked innocently: "Master, you explain to me!"

Sun Laoyuan said with a smile: "The master only understands the huqin, not the girl's mind." ”

The seven King Kongs saw the mountain carving dying in front of them, but they remembered what Li Ruofan had just said, what kind of plague god did this provoke! Wouldn't the entire Weihu Mountain be emptied?

Li Ruofan looked at the seven King Kongs and said with a smile: "Just look at so many good things in your warehouse, I know that you are not less engaged in burning, killing and looting." But I'm in a good mood today, so let's do it, everyone has a leg, and whether they can survive depends on your creation. Hey, God has the virtue of a good life! Why can't I do it when I see a bad guy?"

Meng Xiaodong couldn't sit still in the carriage at this time, jumped down and said, "Young Master Li, have you practiced this box cannon before?

Li Ruofan smiled: "This is very simple. Do you want to try it, don't be afraid, you think, if this thing is in their hands, it's us who are tied up now. ”

Meng Xiaodong said: "I don't dare to take this, it's scary." ”

Li Ruofan said: "Then you better get in the car, one person is very fast, do you dare to see it?"

Meng Xiaodong exhaled angrily: "What is there that I dare not see, I have seen all the killings in the government!"

Li Ruofan smiled: "He is worthy of being the proud Winter Emperor!"

Seven King Kong regrets it now and it is useless, and they also know that if they are beaten in the leg, even if they survive, they are also a wasted person. In these years, the law of the jungle, who is expected to have compassion?

Li Ruofan raised his hand to finish the bullet, picked up a box cannon and stuffed it to Meng Xiaodong and said with a smile: "Send you, this one is out of bullets, don't worry, it's useless and dangerous." ”

Meng Xiaodong still liked this box cannon very much after all, and kept fiddling with it in his hand.

Li Ruofan said with a smile: "There are almost one hundred taels of silver on the black market for such a handful." ”

Meng Xiaodong snorted and said, "It's rare! Don't worry, I won't take you for nothing, I'll tell you a play carefully. ”

Li Ruofan said with a smile: "Okay, you guys get in the car, I'll drive!" Fang Shuirou, if the horse is disobedient, you have to take action." ”

Meng Xiaodong said strangely: "Will the horse listen to Fang Shuirou's words?"

Li Ruofan smiled: "She used to be Bi Ma Wen!"

Fang Shuiju said: "You are the monkey Sun!"

Sun Laoyuan just smiled and said nothing, and when he saw a fresh breeze outside, it was extremely refreshing. It's just a day and a night, but it seems like a lifetime has passed. Fortunately, it's all over.

Unexpectedly, when he got into the car, Sun Laoyuan closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but Meng Xiaodong and Fang Shuirou chattered non-stop, as if they had been best friends for many years. Relationships between people are sometimes wonderful.

In fact, Meng Xiaodong is a very good girl, even in her later years in Taipei, she also talked to her sisters every day, played cards, and hung her voice, and a day passed. Of course, she has a kind of pride in her bones, and she strives to be the ultimate in Peking Opera, but Peking Opera is not all she has.

This is also what many people are puzzled about, singing so well, but retiring early. Except for Zhang Daqian's birthday, almost no one can hear her authentic Yu faction old student!

Meng Xiaodong secretly glanced at Li Ruofan's back: "Is he going to Beijing to get married?"

For some reason, it's a bit difficult to say the word marriage. Meng Xiaodong smiled self-deprecating in his heart, this really doesn't look like himself!

Most of the girls who sing opera are precocious, because there is everything in the opera.

Meng Xiaodong was eight years old and learned opera, and the master of Kaimeng was her brother-in-law Qiu Yuexiang. The contract is three years, and after the expiration of the term, he will serve Qiu Yuexiang for three years plus one year, which means that all the performance income during the three-year service period will belong to the master, half of the fourth year will be given to the master, and all will be owned in the fifth year.

Therefore, ten minutes on stage and ten years of work off stage. Meng Xiaodong is very talented in learning opera, he has learned no less than 30 plays in three years, and he is very ripe, he was simply born for Peking Opera.

This time I went to Beiping, on the one hand, because Beiping is a holy place in the hearts of all artists, especially Peking Opera actors, Meng Jiaban left in Beiping later, on the other hand, although it is easy to make money in Shanghai, it is not on the stage in the industry, only Peking Opera in Beiping is authentic, and most of the money goes into the master's pocket, and the Meng family's livelihood depends on Meng Xiaodong alone, but she herself has no money.

Of course, if she is popular, she will directly say goodbye to Meng Xiaodong, and she is not particularly fond of money, as can be seen from her popularity in Beiping but her rare appearance on stage once a month. Going to Peking is undoubtedly the best euphemistic excuse.

Fang Shuirou finished talking with a smile, and said that the old lady of the family almost forced Li Ruofan to go home to marry by almost cutting off living expenses, but who knew that there was a windfall this time.

Looking at Fang Shuirou's smile when she talked about Li Ruofan and her intentional or unintentional glance at Li Ruofan who was driving, Meng Xiaodong couldn't help but quip: "You like your young master very much, right?"

Red Corner always has many fans, like Mei Lanfang, who even has a special Mei Party, and some super fans are even tied for a lifetime, asking for money and money, and asking for people, which is really very happy.

In the past, Meng Xiaodong saw that Li Ruofan was the eldest young master of a rich family, but the person in front of him and the one in his impression didn't seem to coincide.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills. Could it be that this Li Gongzi was too deep in the drama before?

Meng Xiaodong gently rubbed the box cannon in his hand, and there seemed to be residual temperature after firing or Li Ruofan's body temperature on it, and he didn't feel a little trance.

On the stage, she can become Zhuge Liang and face Sima Yi's hundreds of thousands of troops as steady as Mount Tai, but that is all fake; Li Ruofan's composure in the face of a mountain eagle and a group of mountain bandits is undoubtedly a huge shock and impact, and it is imperceptible.