After breakfast, Zheng Baocai left the Taiping Bureau and came back when it was dark.

"Brother, come out and have a look!" As soon as he entered the courtyard, he shouted excitedly to the main house: "Look at the team my brother is looking for?" ”

"Mr. Zheng, the head of the house just went to the back."

Several women went to the Chu Mansion to live temporarily, and Yue Xi only left Yun Hua by his side to wait.

At this moment, Yun Hua came out of the main room with a few teacups, and it was obvious that a guest had just left.

"Oh, oh." Except for Yuexi, Zheng Baocai rarely talks to women on weekdays. However, he is the elder brother of the family, but he is very polite to the kind of women in the Yue family, and even the maids of Yun Huaxia are no exception.

"Then I'll wait in the courtyard first."

Zheng Baocai didn't seem to have the word Swen in his mind at all when he was a gangster, but once he returned to the Taiping Bureau, he got up, even if there were two women living in the backyard now, Yue Xi and Yunhua, he still resolutely refused to go to the backyard.

In the blink of an eye, Yue Xi walked out from behind: "I didn't expect you to come so late, I thought you would go back to the house directly after you were done." ”

"Brother, didn't you say that you were bored, my brother quickly found them, and they were all standing in the yard, you can see if it can be done." Zheng Baocai rubbed his hands, his eyes flashed, and he looked like he wanted to watch a good show.

The courtyard of "......" was full of people standing in the courtyard, so that Yue Xi didn't say anything for a long time.

Zheng Baocai slapped behind him and asked with a smile: "Brother, look at how these people my brother found!" ”

"These people are all theater troupes?" Looking at those people with pickaxes and rakes on their shoulders, Yue Xihu asked suspiciously.

"Don't worry, brother, when I found them, they were still plowing and singing in the field!" Zheng Baocai replied with a 'haha' smile.

Most of the people in the courtyard were born with thin waists and backs, and at first glance they were practicing their families, and there were forty or fifty men in a rough count.

It's just that these people are in shabby clothes and haggard faces, and they are all staring at Yue Xi with expectant eyes at the moment, like hungry wolves, and the people who look at them are worried!

Yue Xi stood on the steps, and Ah Xiu, who was doing chores, hurriedly moved a chair and placed it behind her.

Yue Xi didn't sit down, still staring at those people expressionlessly, almost suspecting that Zheng Baocai had organized a group of people from the city to come back again!

"Oops, uncle!" A man with a beard standing in front of the crowd stood up, he stood in front of Yue Xi with a smile on his face, first took out a booklet from his arms, held it in both hands and handed it to Yue Xi: "Uncle Yue, don't worry......"

Pointing back at the people behind him, the beard sighed first, and his eyes were resentful: "Our team is called Jiqing Class, and we used to sing it in the homes of rich and noble people in the city, and several old people in the team have experienced it, and at that time, we did it for everyone every year!" ”

Yue Xi looked down at the drama fold in his hand, slowly flipped through the title of the play on it, and listened to the man speak.

"Later, there were more teams from the south, and their teams, phew!" A mouthful of spat on the ground, a disdainful expression appeared on the beard's face: "Anyway, we are forced to run out of life when we sing innocently like this......"

There are many dignitaries and dignitaries in the imperial capital, and the rich people of Dazhao also love to run to the imperial capital. Although the man's words were half-understood, Yue Xi understood them, and she had also heard that many theater troupes in the city were not clean.

Some of the top performers are not just singing, most of them are also in the leather business.

The bearded tone was quite contemptuous of these people.

"That ......" Hearing him stop, Yue Xixi raised his head, but he found that he didn't know how to address the other party.

"My surname is Yu, and the small character is Wenqing. He is the head of the auspicious class. The beard said quickly.

"Oh." Yue Xi nodded and said, "I don't know what else Mr. Yu's team will have?" ”

"Oh, we'll be much better then!" Yu Wenqing shook his head proudly, and his voice was confident: "Needless to say, we can build houses and burn bricks, the one who applauds in the team can be a carpenter, and the one who beats the gong can make a coffin, and the people in the team will drive the car, we have let go of sheep in Dongyi, and we have also dug coal in Xishan!" If you catch up with the red and white wedding and hire our team, you can wait and worry, you don't even need to invite the cook, we do a good job of running water banquet! ”

"Yes, it's a lot of ......," Yue Xi pursed his lips and smiled.

She originally wanted to ask the class master what other plays there would be after the excerpt of the play, but who knew that he would say a bunch of such words, which shows that he usually doesn't have time to open his voice to sing, and he just cares about earning a bowl of rice to eat.

"It's just ......" Yu Class Master, who was very interested, suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and said with a flickering look in his eyes: "I don't know which play you want, uncle?" It's better to order it down now, we came out in a hurry, some of the lines were not brought, and we had to ...... I'm going to go back and get it. ”

"Hey, didn't you say you brought everything you should have brought when you came out?" Zheng Baocai spoke straightforwardly, and didn't save face for the class master: "Why are you talking about this now?" ”

As if the class master didn't hear it, his face didn't change and his heart didn't beat, and he was still facing Yue Xi.

If a few ugly words from others made him ashamed, then he would have died a long time ago!

Their auspicious class has fallen to the point of almost dispersing, and now they are catching up with spring ploughing, and this guy can barely do some short-term work.

As for the line, no new ones have been added in recent years, and after the customers clicked on the name of the play, they went to the city to find the next troupe to rent some and come back for emergency!

Yue Xi didn't want to embarrass the class leader who was not ashamed or ashamed, she raised the drama in her hand and asked softly: "Here, which play did you bring?" ”

"'The Little Widow Goes to the Grave'!" Yu the class leader blurted out, and after finishing speaking, he felt that he had answered too quickly and slightly exposed the strength of the team, so he hurriedly changed his words and said: "The 'big coffin' is also done!" ”

"Phew!" Zheng Baocai really wanted to slap this bearded face to death

Slapped the head of the squad with a full face and beard: "My brother wants to listen to the drama to relieve his boredom, you can do it, what are the two plays reported!" Mourning! ”

"Huh!" Seeing that the cheeky Yu class leader finally lowered his head embarrassedly, Yue Xi smiled: "Cheng, just these two plays, Ming'er will start to set up ......the stage, I'll listen to it first" She touched her chin and thought about it: "Let's listen to it for ten days first." ”

"Huh?!" The men who had been silent in the courtyard asked together, "Ten days?" ”

"Ten days." Yue Xi handed back the booklet in his hand to the class master: "Sing well, I'm still in charge of food here, and everyone is full!" ”

……

Mingwei bought two courtyards next to the Taiping Bureau in one go, and opened up the courtyard to be built.

The money from these two houses is really nothing to her without blinking her eyes.

The reason why she wants to build another courtyard here is very simple: it is to disgust Yuexi!

Since beating her daughter's inexplicable death, Mingwei's days have become torment, and she feels that there is no longer a time for comfort.

And she also faintly felt from the chat with her son that this matter had nothing to do with Yue Xi!

For Mingwei, even if Yue Xi has nothing to do with Han Huachao's death, she is hateful!

Who made her Lou Ying's daughter!

Who let her block Han Huachao's way to the throne of the queen!

Therefore, Han Yuexi should have died a long time ago, and God can't open her eyes if she can come back to life......

In this regard, Mingwei is extremely sad, she really doesn't understand, according to the appearance of their mother and daughter, how can they be reduced to the point of being small!

When her daughter left, her dream of watching her daughter wear a phoenix crown was also shattered, and Mingwei felt that it was meaningless, until she suddenly wanted to build a high-rise building next to the Taiping Bureau, and then condescendingly watched Yue Xi live in fear all day long!

Mingwei quickly turned this boring idea into action, the two yards she bought have now been opened, and they are working day and night, the foundation has been dug, and it is time to start the house.

She came every day, and she came by at the gate of the Taiping Bureau in a carriage with the Han Fu logo, and once she walked face to face with Yue Xi, who had just gone out, and looked at the other party's thoughtful gaze, Mingwei felt a little happier.

But that's not enough!

She had to wait for the day when the tall building was completed, and she would stand upstairs and look at Yue Xi with contempt, so that Lou Ying's daughter would need to look up every time she saw her......

The carriage went out of the west gate of the imperial capital, and soon arrived at Xixiang Village, and only then did it arrive at the entrance of the village, and Mingwei, who was sitting in the carriage, heard the sound of the horn in full swing from his yard, which was the sound of the craftsmen working hard.

"Humph!" She lifted the curtain, her eyes glanced at the tender new green that had just emerged from the treetops, her heart was extremely comfortable, and she said to Han Yangchun, who was riding a horse and following her: "Mother has a headache when she hears these sounds, it's too noisy!" ”

"I wonder if that slut can still sleep well after hearing this?"

Han Yangchun was dressed in a sapphire blue spring coat, and he looked very noble and upright, but he couldn't see any love on his face.

Mingwei glared at his son, feeling a little unhappy that he didn't follow the compliment on himself.

For Han Yangchun, his mother's approach was ridiculous, but he could indeed use this to stay upstairs and monitor Yue Xi's actions, which made him very interested, so he came over from time to time to check on it, which could be regarded as accompanying his mother.

"What's wrong?" Through the gauze curtain, Mingwei saw that his son had frowned, his eyes staring at something on the opposite side of the courtyard.

Han Yangchun probably didn't hear it, and walked straight forward.

Han's carriage also stopped, and Mingwei waited for the curtain at the door to be lifted before leaning over and holding the maid's arm to get out of the car.

One foot fell to the ground from the pedal, and there was a heart-rending roar in his ears, which made people uncomfortable to hear: "Oh, the enemy of the slave family, just said that it was a good year and Luan Fengji, and in an instant a cup of loess, yin and yang were separated...... Belch...... Uh......"

A sentence of yin and yang separated by the word 'separation' is sung very sadly, the tail note drags on for a long time, and the aftersound is in the middle, 'poof! Burst! A few muffled sounds, coupled with the sound of the flute and flute, this is the beginning of the singing!

It's just that this big scene started suddenly, so that Mingwei was defenseless, one foot stepped on the ground, and the other foot was still stepped on, and the high-headed horse pulling the cart behind her was already frightened, and with a roar, he pulled the empty cart and galloped all the way towards the moat, and the driver with the whip could only chase after him......

Mingwei, who was frightened, was held by two girls with two arms, she turned her head to look at the opposite side with her heart, and what caught her eye was the color of a white flower, and a huge couplet hung on both sides of a stage that was built into a mourning hall:

Immortal, eternal, bereavement, love for thousands of years, smiling nine springs, heaven and man share sorrow!

Ming survives through the ages, meritorious deeds last forever, filial piety comforts the loyal soul, the world mourns together, and leaves a legacy for eternity!

Ming Wei looked at this elegiac couplet up and down a few times, vomited so much that she just wanted to vomit blood, and the other party actually wrote the word "name" that has existed through the ages as the word "Ming", it seems that this is to curse her to death!

"You ......" raised his finger and pointed to the black-clothed young man who was sitting on the Taishi chair eating longan and vomiting a core, Mingwei was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

"Phew!" A longan kernel in her mouth was spit out by Yue Xi, who was like a ruffian, and she looked at Mingwei with a smile and said, "Come and see the play, don't want silver." ”

On the stage, it was the owner of the Jiqing class who shaved his beard and put on filial piety clothes and pretended to be a little widow.

While crying and singing, he secretly observed the situation under the stage, and after only a few glances, he realized in his heart: Uncle Yue is fighting with that girl!

Taking people's money and eliminating disasters with people, Yu is very professional, and after eating two meals in a row, he felt that he had strength, so he howled in his throat: "Hey...... It's better to let the slave family accompany you to Huangquan......"

"Hey, hey!" Yue Xi's eyes narrowed at Mingwei, but his mouth was in conversation with the servant on the stage: "Hurry up and die!" Be a chaste martyr, and spare your coffin after you die! ”

The villagers watching the excitement in the audience also coaxed: "Little lady, hurry up and die, and be a ghost couple with your dead ghost to ......"