At this time, the theater building was also lively, the little prince's nurse hugged the little prince, and a group of people who were waiting and maintaining, went upstairs and celebrated the birthday of Concubine Li. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The little prince is at the age of fun, and he can't speak, he was taught by the nurse to go straight to Li Guifei, the two little hands are wrapped together like a dough, Li Guifei looked at the little prince, and the whole person exuded a kind of brilliance, which was a kind of heart-beating joy, and her face was a little brighter.

Emperor Qingyou also looked at his old man with kind eyes.

The concubines endured the sadness of having no children, and forced them to surround them, and the nurses did not dare to let them get too close, and the palace maids and eunuchs who were waiting seemed to be unintentionally about to come over to get close to the little prince's concubines More than a foot away, they listened to the voices that praised on the surface but were sour: "It's so snow-white and pink!" "Look at how handsome this looks!" "The concubine looks quite similar to the emperor!"

Empress Xiao looked at this scene, and the hands that were no longer white and tender under her sleeves were irrepressibly clasped together, otherwise, she would not be able to control her trembling hands with anger, if someone lifted her sleeves at this time, she could see the green tendons bursting out of her hands.

Her son is fighting to the death on the East China Sea to eradicate the Kou Chaos, but the son of this troubled water is favored by Emperor Qingyou here!

This child should not have been born in this world, how could she believe Emperor Qingyou's words, what "the Xiao family has paid a lot for me, and I will not live up to you", what "The rebellion of the four kings is still in front of me, and I will not let Yu'er be like me", who knew that when she was old, she secretly let Concubine Li get pregnant!

By the time Empress Xiao wanted to start, Concubine Li's Palace of Forgetting Worries had been protected without leaking!

Thinking of this, Empress Xiao's heart swelled with sadness and self-blame, she no longer had the heart to look at the stage and listen to a sentence, she just smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, the third prince is almost two years old, right?" ”

Concubine Li answered "yes", but looked at Emperor Qingyou.

Her eyes were full of horror and help, full of tears, so pitiful that even the peony on her head trembled slightly.

Emperor Qingyou had a headache and said comfortingly: "The queen doesn't mean anything else when she asks you, don't you always be like this." After speaking, he looked at Xiao Hou and said, "Today is Concubine Li's birthday, she should be happy on the day, what are you doing with this?" ”

Empress Xiao got up, stood there upright, and said, "The concubine should also mention it." It is the current crown prince, who also left me at the age of two, and it was the former queen mother who taught the concubines earnestly, and the concubines gave up. If it is said that the concubine was sad at that time, the emperor should know best, not to mention the flesh and heart, but it is also a painful night that cannot sleep. But now the concubines are only grateful to the Empress Dowager, if Yu'er was raised by my side, she would never be so talented. Sister Li has always been a sensible and polite person, and this is also for the good of Tian'er......"

Empress Xiao took the Empress Dowager and her own personal experience to talk about it, and Emperor Qingyou had nothing to refute, but when he was in the Forget the Palace before, he was entangled by Concubine Li's delicate tears, and he also promised to let Concubine Li raise the prince by herself...... At this time, he could only delay as much as possible, so he waved his hand, already showing a displeased look, and said, "Don't mention this matter today." ”

After such a toss in the theater building, the concubines made time to watch the stage again, and the people full of people had just finished singing the last note of "The longevity above the Yao Chi", and they had already knelt down to thank them, even though they felt a little regretful in their hearts, but they felt that watching the scene between the queen mother and Li Guifei was also very exciting.

No matter how the nobles watched the play, whether they were attentive or not, the Xinyin Club and the other two teams all got exactly the same generous gifts.

The people of the three teams knelt on the ground densely, listened to the eunuch's reward, and bowed in the direction of the theater building, until everyone over there was gone, and the eunuch shouted "get up", and then dared to stand up.

Shang Xuesleeve took the group of people from the Xinyin Club and finally returned to his territory in the afternoon.

As soon as she entered the room, she collapsed her shoulders, slumped on the chair, and said, "Qinghuan, help me press it, it's really tiring to enter the palace." ”

It's not that I'm tired from acting, it's the kind of tiredness that I feel nervous all the time, and even the muscles and muscles of my whole body have a feeling of tightness.

Qinghuan smiled while pinching Shang Xue's shoulders heavily, and said, "If others ask for it or not, it's the inner courtyard of the palace!" I've never been able to go anywhere like that in my life! I heard that the floor tiles are all paved with gold! The toilet is also made of gold! ”

Qinghuan is the girl who came over with Xiao Yuan, how could she be so ignorant, Shang Xuesleeve didn't know that she was talking and laughing and teasing herself, so she sighed: "Qinghuan, you don't know, that feeling of accidentally saying a wrong word, going the wrong way, reading something you shouldn't see, and listening to something you shouldn't listen to surrounds you all the time." Hey, fortunately, we will be able to return to Huodu in the spring. ”

She squinted her eyes and looked out the window, and it was snowing heavily outside, and she had never seen it once in Xiao Yuan in three years.

She asked, "Qinghuan, do you want Huodu?" ”

Qinghuan was silent for a while before he said softly: "Girl, you miss Xiao Yuan." ”

But Shang Xue's sleeves had closed his eyes slightly, and his breathing was even and long.

Until after the beginning of spring, there was a lot of snow in Shangjing, Shang Xuesleeve stretched out his hand to catch a few snowflakes, and shook off the water droplets that immediately melted in the palm of his hand, and said: "At this time, Huo Du should be flying all over the city, right?" ”

Not only her, but most of the servants in the Xinyin Club are from the south, so the feeling of homesickness has also quietly invaded the entire courtyard.

In the end, the big guys decided to go south at the beginning of March, when the weather would be warmer, and there would be no spring cold or anything, and people and horses would not suffer too much by land.

It's just that when the Xinyin Club left Beijing in early March, Shang Xuechong didn't expect that so many people would come to see her off and send the Xinyin Club.

She originally thought that maybe some people from the Fuchen Wenhui would come, and in the past few months in Beijing, the stewards and class owners of five or six big opera troupes such as the Mingfeng class and the Chunsheng class, who had been in contact with from time to time, would also come, and a few theater owners she had dealt with should also come to see them off. Unexpectedly, many small opera troupe owners or top names who have never met also came together.

There are more fans of the new drama of Ming Opera, and the post road is really lively.

Shang Xuesleeve has long said to the head of the pipe that these small opera troupes are the main force in the implementation of Ming opera, and the big opera troupes hold their own identity and inheritance, and they may not easily change their ways, but if the small opera troupe wants to survive, it is a way to survive and flexibly perform some new dramas that the people love to watch and listen to.

Therefore, when acting on weekdays, Xinyin Club is not guarded, and today the head of the pipe is even more ceremoniously leading these people to Shang Xuesleeve. (To be continued.) )