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The singing is tactful and affectionate, word by word, as if it wants to sing into people's hearts.

Feng Shujia turned her head to look at the stage in surprise, and saw a Hua Dan with a fat powder face, delicate and colorful, and a graceful figure, with light lotus steps, deep affection, and being able to come on stage, it was the famous little flying butterfly, and it was also the handsome young man Xiao Fei who Li Jing had been eager to try in his previous life, but he didn't dare to start - a declining clan brother, counting up three generations, was also a high-spirited county prince who played horses and walked the streets.

It's a pity that the heavenly family is the most ruthless, and the temptation of supreme power is too great, and the king is defeated, since he fails, he has to bear the fate of the destruction of the whole family.

Xiao Fei's grandfather escaped a catastrophe because of madness, and his father did nothing, even living as a commoner, and when he arrived at Xiao Fei, he sacrificed himself to join the troupe in order to survive, relying on a good voice given by God to make a living, and became a lowly and humble actor.

Fortunately, Xiao Fei is very competitive, even if he sings, he has to be the best one to sing, and soon became the pillar of the opera troupe, studying and practicing hard, and he was fortunate to get the eyes of the nobles in the palace.

This is not a secret in Daliang, so few people dare to go to Jinyuan to make trouble, so in his previous life, even if Li Jing was greedy by Xiao Fei's body and voice, he could only drool at Xiao Fei, but he didn't dare to really start.

No matter how confused Emperor Longqing was, he would never allow the King of Fenyang to connive at his subordinates to bully the children of the clan and step on his face.

At the end of the song, there was a burst of cheers from below, and someone frantically called "Little Flying Butterfly" and threw the silk flower in his hand onto the stage.

The silk flower is divided into two kinds, the first kind of silk flower represents one or two gold, the second kind of silk flower represents one or two silver, and the third kind of silk flower represents ten copper plates, the first two are mostly thrown from the upstairs private room, and the third kind is mostly thrown from the bench in front of the stage.

The silk flowers were thrown onto the stage like snow, Xiao Fei only sang a song with a bright voice, and the surrounding area of the stage was already full of silk flowers, and the gold and silver threads were shining in the sun, so that people's eyes were about to be opened.

Feng Shujia was speechless, so many silk flowers, how much silver can be exchanged for a while!

Looking at the bouquet of silver silk flowers on the table in front of him, Feng Shujia hesitated, did she want to throw it?

Throwing it must be thrown, otherwise I'm sorry that Pan Yuer specially set a private room to invite her to watch the play, but how much is appropriate?

Feng Shujia looked up at Pan Yu'er who was sitting opposite, but the latter threw himself on Xiao Fei on the stage wholeheartedly, his eyes were rippling, his cheeks were slightly peach-pink, and he was shining with a spring shirt.

Feng Shujia had an idea, Pan Yu'er shouldn't be Sichun, right?!

That's why I want to watch Xiao Feidie's performance of "The Peony Pavilion", and I will ask her those questions about life and death, and deep regrets!

Forgive her for always treating Pan Yuer as the honorable and luxurious queen mother in her previous life, but she forgot that Pan Yuer at this time was just a cardamom girl who had not entered the palace, and it was normal to think about spring and spring or something!

Feng Shujia understood Pan Yuer's intention to invite her to watch the play, settled down with one heart, turned her head like Pan Yuer and stared at Xiao Fei who was tactful and affectionate on the stage, and quickly thought in her heart, how to go to Hu Ji Spice Shop on Dongzhi Street to explore the truth in a while.

At the end of the show, Jinyuan erupted in fierce applause and cheers, and Xiao Fei's repeated curtain calls could not make the audience's enthusiasm decrease a little, but made the call more and more loud, and the silk flowers were thrown more violently.

Feng Shujia thought, fortunately, it was a silk flower that was thrown, if it was directly smashed with gold and silver ingots, Xiao Fei would not be smashed!

Feng Shujia looked at the noise and excitement outside, and looked at Pan Yuer, who was sitting silently and thinking beside her, extremely dynamic and quiet, with sharp contrasts.

So whether to throw the silver silk flower on this table or not, and how much to throw away?

The future Queen Mother sat upright in front of her, Feng Shujia was really not good at making claims, throwing less looks childish, afraid of being despised by Pan Yuer, throwing too much, and worrying that Pan Yuer, who lives in her grandfather's house, is embarrassed and embarrassed, it is really a headache......

When Feng Shujia hesitated, Pan Yuer suddenly beckoned to the accompanying maid to say a few words.

The maid Feng Shujia recognized that she had been to the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion twice with Pan Yuer, and in her previous life, she had always accompanied Pan Yuer to the high position of the Queen Mother Regent, named Abi. It's just that I don't know if Pan Yu'er beat the small maid, or if she was assigned another after living in Yao's mansion.

Abi nodded in agreement and bowed out of the private room.

Feng Shujia was curious, leaned over on the table and asked, "What did Sister Yu'er tell Ah Bi to do?"

With her age and friendship with Pan Yuer, it is still appropriate to ask such questions without any scheming.

Pan Yuer smiled at her and said, "Don't inquire about the affairs of adults, children." ”

Feng Shujia pouted dissatisfied, and muttered in a low voice: "Sister Yu'er is obviously not much older than me~"

Pan Yu'er smiled and said meaningfully: "I'm much older than you......"

In the past and present lives, the two lives combined, she is almost fifty years old.

Fifty years old...... I hope that when she is fifty years old in this life, she will be able to have a full house with that person's children and grandchildren, and there will be no more power struggles and mutual guards.

Of course, Feng Shujia didn't understand what Pan Yuer was referring to, she just thought that Pan Yuer was laughing at her that she was still young and ignorant, and she didn't know what was going on with the girl, so she smirked twice and didn't mention it.

Ah Bi happened to come in at this time, and there was a young man who looked like a steward behind her, with a smile on his face, bowing to Pan Yu'er, and said with a respectful smile: "The girl is looking for a little one, I don't know what to order?"

Pan Yu'er pushed the two bouquets of silk flowers on the table and said with a smile: "These, I want to see your lord of the brocade garden." ”

The lord of Jinyuan is naturally Xiao Fei, the little flying butterfly.

Feng Shujia was surprised, she had just quietly counted, this bouquet of silk flowers must have twenty branches, two bunches are forty branches, forty silk flowers, forty taels of silver, just to see Xiao Fei's side, Pan Yuer's shot is too generous!

Under the fence, food and clothing depend on the Yao family's giving, can Pan Yuer take out so much idle silver to hold the horn she likes?

It's crazy too!

Of course, as famous as Little Flying Butterfly, he can't see him at all for forty taels of silver, unless he is willing to meet him at a "reduced price".

Sure enough, the young steward didn't raise his eyebrows, as if he hadn't seen the two bouquets of pinched silver silk flowers, so he politely but resolutely refused: "I'm sorry, this girl, it's rare for our garden owner to be on stage, and I'm resting my throat backstage at this time......"