"Huh!" Baili Shuang exhaled a breath of white air, took another sip of tea, and muttered like a wanderer: "I don't understand, why do you know me so well?" It is said that it is difficult to find a confidant, get one, this life is enough, as I have seen, it is true, the people I have met, the people I have been, hundreds of people but none of them know my heart, only you! ”

Dong Ce put pen to paper, snowflakes bloomed and bloomed, and when he heard him, he said: "Confidant, I also have it." ”

"It can't be me!" Baili Shuang laughed.

Dong Ce snorted lightly: "You are beautiful." ”

"If you have someone else in your heart, are you worthy of your wife?" Baili Shuang said sarcastically.

Dong Ce didn't look back, and said while drawing: "She is the only person who understands me, although she doesn't know it herself, this complicated person, a complicated person, a simple person, a simple person, I am actually very simple, I just want to be a good person in this life!" ”

"Good guys?" Baili Shuang was stunned!

Is the national teacher a good person?

When this is said, I'm afraid that nine out of ten people will think it's right, yes, but isn't this an illusion?

You Dong Ce do everything you can to play with so many people between applause, are you a good person?

But after thinking about it, Baili Shuang was even more speechless.

Counting the things that Dong Ce did, which one of them was deliberately harming people?

Let the scholars keep the people in captivity, make any workshop villages, and work hard all day long to make money for the scholars, what is the difference between this and before?

But these people don't have to worry about food and clothing, with the protection of the nobles, there are merchants who raise their wages for good craftsmen to keep them, otherwise they will be dug into the corners.

Baili Shuang even knew that the worst of them was the Lan Fan Fang, which was taken care of a lot by Dong Ce, and it was indeed impressive, but some people didn't want Mei Niangzi to be bigger, so they restrained her hands and feet.

The people who followed Mei Niangzi in the past were dissatisfied with the new steward style sent by the Mei family, either to go elsewhere, or to start a new stove, for a time it was a hundred schools of thought, if it wasn't for the Mei family to notice that something was wrong, and let Mei Niangzi preside over the overall situation again, Lan Fan Fang may have become history!

Through these things, the businessmen have learned well, and the craftsmen have also learned well, and there is no place to stay here, only to stay here, as long as the craft is practiced well, there is no worry about food and clothing.

Isn't this influenced by the national teacher, who else can there be?

The success of Ningshang has made the businessmen of other state capitals red-eyed, and they have followed suit, and now it is spreading more and more widely, and even theaters are blooming everywhere, but unfortunately, there is no one that can surpass the art garden, everything is learning from the art garden, and there are even those who dig up the foot of the wall, not to mention, they really dig up a lot of people, although they are all some small corners or backstage employees, and they are not outstanding musicians.

But these people are put in other theaters as pillars, leaders, and palm music.

The opera is still learning from the drama of the art garden, but it has the dialect of each place, and even some places have begun to perform familiar local stories, which is not a kind of development.

And this, the people who are fed are not calculated at all, but the art garden in the capital is now raising two or three hundred people, before Dong Ce left Jiangnan, she also learned that Jinling and Gusu Art Garden are going to recover, and Huzhou, Yangzhou, Hangzhou and other places are being established, how many people can this feed?

You must know that it is not only the common people who like to watch the play, but the real ticket tyrants are those scholars and businessmen, these people are not bad for money, although there are rules that cannot be rewarded when watching the play, so as not to appear in the trend of comparison and affect the play, but they can buy flowers after the play and give them to the favorite plays, chatting about their hearts, which feeds a group of gardeners and small workers.

But Yiyuan, it is impossible to let Baili Shuang estimate, let alone the most terrifying and fastest-rising Wansan Qianzhuang!

What is the situation now, Bailishuang doesn't know, just the things that Dong Ce did in Hangzhou, how many people have become rich?

It's just that this is very difficult, and there are only a few people who can operate it now!

Thinking of this, Baili Shuang took a deep breath, glared at Dong Ce's back very dissatisfied, and said, "Uncle Chen and Uncle Yu, the master is still easy to use, right?" ”

Dong Ce was stunned for a moment, then continued to draw and said: "I said, before I came, the shopkeeper Chen didn't ask me to let you go, and he didn't mention anything about you, it turned out that he had already had an affair with your uncle, I'm afraid you also know, I don't understand, are you doing this?" Aren't you tired? ”

"Shameless!" Rao is Baili Shuang is shameless, and he has to scold Dong Ce for being shameless at this moment!

"If you win the prize, you can leave if you don't think it sounds good." Dong Ce turned sideways, changed his pen, and continued: "But those who live for themselves often do not end well, if you are really pregnant, live for him." ”

Seeing Dong Ce's wholehearted disclosure of the painting, Baili Shuang didn't want to bother him for some reason, put down the teacup, and walked out softly.

Five days later, early in the morning.

Yin Xuan took the wooden painttube from Dong Ce's hand, looked at Dong Ce helplessly and said: "After the apprentice goes back, he won't be able to protect the master, the master must be careful, some people, it's better not to be known by the world, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to the fourteenth." ”

Dong Ce stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake and muttered, "Go, perhaps, you can catch the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner." ”

Yin Xuan tied the painting tube to the saddle, turned over and bowed his hand to Dong Ce, "The apprentice has paid New Year's greetings to the master first!" ”

"Well, I'll go back and make up the red envelope for you." Dong Ce waved his hand.

"I hope I can get it." After Yin Xuan finished speaking, he turned around and pulled the reins of the horse, and immediately rushed out of Fanjia Town.

In addition, the three people who escorted the picture scroll also hugged their fists towards Dong Ce at the same time, turned over and followed Yin Xuan on their horses.

Seeing the four figures walking away, Dong Ce turned around and looked at Fanjiazhen, which was full of lights, and Dong Ce fell into confusion for a while.

……

Eight days later, at the end of the month.

At the palace gate, which had been lit up, four horses galloped over, startling the gate guards, and the leader immediately shouted: "Who is coming, dare to rush into the Xuande Gate!" ”

Yin Xuan threw out a token and said, "I have something important to enter the palace and meet the Queen Mother." ”

The guard general was stunned when he heard this, grabbed the token he had just caught and looked at it, was stunned, and then looked at it repeatedly, and immediately was shocked, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "The last general will meet General Wuwei!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, give way." After Yin Xuan finished speaking, the guard immediately retreated to the left and right behind the forbidden army, and then reached the token and said, "When was the general in such a hurry?" Could it be that there is a war situation? ”

After thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, this General Wuwei was the queen mother's personal guard, and it was her turn to report the war situation!

After passing another door, he could only dismount and say to the three entourages behind him: "Give me the things, you go down and rest." ”

"Yes!" The three of them hurriedly untied the painting tube from the saddle and handed it to Yin Xuan.

Yin Xuan turned around and threw it to the palace maid who heard the news, and then strode towards the palace.