The steward of the pear orchard looked at the horse whip pinned to the waist of the lord of Fu'an, and his face turned white all of a sudden.

Liyuan is such a big industry, and if it can gain a foothold in Xijing and climb to today's position, it must have some collusion with the elite circle behind it. The steward of Liyuan is not something that ordinary people can do, and he naturally wants to be familiar with the people of the year in Xijing.

To be honest, the county lord of Fu'an is really not the most noble person he entertains in this pear orchard, but if it is the most difficult to provoke, the entire Xijing City is full of fights, and the county lord of Fu'an recognizes the second, and no one can recognize the first!

Without him, other powerful people come to listen to a little song, so they want to be faced, and they will abide by certain rules and give the master behind the pear orchard a face or two, but who is the lord of Fu'an?

That's the only one in Manxi Beijing that has the emperor's care, and people are sprinkled, but they never have to care about the intricate influence of all aspects, just the same: trouble!

Anyway, people who are barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes!

What's more, her identity is also the county lord!

Because of this, some of the old magnates behind the scenes are very headache for the county lord of Fu'an, and they all secretly call her "thorny head breaking down"!

The steward of the pear orchard smiled bitterly and begged for mercy again and again: "Please also ask the county lord to spare the little one." The private seats in this pear orchard, the adults sitting in it are all booked several days in advance, and the small ones are also a Jianghu performer, and if you offend any of them, you will lose your skin! ”

The county lord of Fu'an sneered and pulled out the horsewhip on his waist and shook it on the ground: "I don't know if you offend others or not, and I don't want to care." But you've offended me, but you're about to lose your skin, you weigh it yourself! ”

The steward of the pear orchard was sweating profusely, and when he didn't know what to do, an attendant ran down from the stairs on the second floor, and respectfully arched his hand to the county lord of Fu'an: "County lord, our little son learned that you are here, and I invite you to go up and watch together." ”

The county lord of Fu'an squinted his eyes and looked at the entourage, and saw the family crest of Princess Yujing's mansion embroidered on the sleeves of the entourage, and smiled: "Oh, who should I be so eye-catching, it turns out to be my good nephew!" ”

She glanced at the steward of the pear orchard, snorted coldly, and put away the horsewhip, the steward of the pear orchard was like Meng Dahe, and smiled again and again: "County lord, you have a good time, play well." ”

The lord of Fu'an led Jiang Sihua up the stairs with the entourage and entered a private room in an excellent location, just opposite the stands below.

The county lord of Fu'an lifted the half-hanging bead curtain above his head, so as not to hook his hair, Lin Haofan had already stood up, arched his hand towards the county lord of Fu'an, and said with a smile: "County lord, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

According to the generation, the lord of Fu'an is a generation older than Lin Haofan, but they are all young men now, and most of them are still equals when they intersect.

The county lord of Fu'an snorted, and when he saw that there were still others in the private room, he was quite displeased: "It's also on Friday." ”

The brocade-clothed jade-crowned son sitting leisurely next to him is none other than Zhou Yunqi, the son of Friday.

Zhou Yunqi raised his eyes and said with a smile: "I also met with Lin Xiaogongzi outside, so I came to watch the play together...... Just now I heard the sound of a horsewhip outside, and I knew that the county lord had arrived. ”

The county lord of Fu'an was slightly stunned, she didn't know, was the sound of her whip quite recognizable?

Zhou Yunqi smiled and didn't explain.

Liyuan, a place like Liyuan, which seems to be a three-class and nine-rate place, is actually a hierarchical place, but anyone who knows the inside story, where does anyone dare to make a fuss here?

Those who dare to throw the horsewhip in the pear orchard have not been knocked down by the guards hidden in the pear orchard, and Man Xijing will be a Fu'an county lord.

Of course, Zhou Yunqi would not say this.

Scholars still pay great attention to saving some face for others in everything.

Jiang Sihua also greeted Lin Haofan and Zhou Yunqi with a smile.

Several people took their seats.

The county lord of Fu'an was stopped just now, he was not in a very good mood, frowning and picking up the stubble in the private room, from decoration to furnishings, everything was said to be useless.

Jiang Sihua should be more subtle, after all, the son of Friday is here, his literary name is outside, it is better to keep his mouth shut and stay honest.

Later, when the lord of Fu'an County approved the heavy makeup of those dramas under the pear orchard, Lin Haofan twitched his eyebrows, and finally couldn't help it, he frowned and said bitterly: "Fu'an, can you be quieter, I want to listen to the play." It's time for Xiao Qing to appear in a while, and his play is still very good. ”

The county lord of Fu'an frowned, a little displeased, but she had also heard of Xiao Qing's name, and knew that it was the most popular corner in Liyuan today, with a good voice and a good figure.

"Huh." The county lord of Fu'an sneered, "What's the matter, you little overlord of the capital, dare to fall in love with Xiao Qing this time?" ”

This point just hit Lin Haofan's very vague thoughts.

He felt like he was feeling a little weird lately.

The one named Fang Hanniang is clearly a woman, he likes men, but for some reason, he can't forget her in his heart!

He was horrified and felt that this was not a good sign.

Don't say anything else, just say that Fang Hanniang has a lot to do with his little uncle, and if he doesn't know it, he will become his little aunt in the future, and he can't say anything about Fang Hanniang.

It just so happened that he met Xiao Qing by chance, and Xiao Qing also looked interesting to him, in order to prove that he liked men, he got together with Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing is indeed very good, he looks more beautiful than a woman, and speaks better than a woman, he comes to the pear garden every day to support Xiao Qing, and spends a lot of money to make Xiao Qing face.

But he still felt that there was a piece in his heart, and he always felt a little empty.

At present, Fu'an's unintentional words triggered the fear in his heart again, and in order to cover up, he said loudly: "What! Master, I'm going to take a fancy to Xiao Qing, can't I! ”

The county lord of Fu'an took a bite of him, and he had long known that he was this kind of virtue.

Friday Gongzi smiled meaningfully: "Lin Xiaogongzi is really a man of temperament, I admire, admire." ”

Lin Haofan stiffened his neck and snorted coldly.

The stage below also arrived at Xiao Qing's play.

This scene is about a scholar on the way to Beijing to catch the exam, staying in a deserted temple at night, lighting the candle in the middle of the night, a woman wearing a gauze dress in the courtyard singing and dancing, the scholar was led to the courtyard, and the woman who was transformed into a fox fell in love at first sight, fell in love, and promised a lifetime. Later, the scholar was the top student in high school, and the teacher wanted to marry his youngest daughter to him, but he refused, so he had to marry the teacher's youngest daughter. A month after getting married, his wife suddenly fell ill, and the scholar went into the barren mountains to find medicine for his wife, and the fox spirit appeared, giving his inner pill to the scholar, wishing the scholar and his wife a hundred years of good together.

The scholar did not know the importance of Nedan to the fairies, so he took Nedan to save his wife, and the fox spirits turned into a cloud of white smoke in the courtyard where they first met.

Since then, the scholar has spent his whole life looking for the vixen, but he can't find it.

Xiao Qing played the infatuated vixen in it.

His soft figure and mournful singing voice vividly express the charm and infatuation of the vixen.

Liyuan rarely rehearses this kind of lingering love scene, but this "Fox Heart" is an enduring play.

Even the lord of Fu'an, who is domineering, and Jiang Sihua, who loves to shake his heart, are all fascinated, and his eyes are full of tears.

The county lord of Fu'an substituted herself into the infatuated vixen, she rubbed her eyes with a handkerchief, and choked up: "How can there be such a stick beating mandarin ducks, let her die if she gets sick, and rob her of a marriage that does not belong to her, she must pay a price...... That vixen is really stupid, if someone else dies, won't she be able to live with the scholar for the rest of her life? ”

What the county lord of Fu'an said was too pointed, and Lin Haofan more or less knew that his little uncle was sending his wife and sister to look for medicine outside, and he didn't take the words of the county lord of Fu'an.

He was now also touched by the vixen, and he felt like the vixen, sacrificing himself to fulfill others.

Lin Haofan was depressed in his heart, there was wine on the table in the private room, he poured a glass and drank it all.

Although the wine is not a spirit, it is just some soft-tasting wine that helps the fun, but Lin Haofan drank it too quickly and was choked several times.

Friday Childe patted him on the back.

Lin Haofan waved away Friday's arm and burped: "Wow, Friday, you won't be interesting to me, right?" Belch...... I can tell you, I have someone in my heart! ”

Friday Gongzi was speechless, what is this, he said: "Lin Xiaogongzi rest assured, it is normal under it." ”

The next scene was also sung, and the horns withdrew one after another. The scattered seats at the bottom of the stage were all very excited, shouting Xiao Qing's name, and the scene was a little chaotic.

Jiang Sihua seemed to be moved to tears, and proposed: "It's better to call that Xiao Qing up, he sings really well." ”

A lady of the family, even if there is a stage at home on weekdays, and Xiao Qing is invited, she has little chance to contact this famous character in Liyuan in private, and her curiosity about Xiao Qing now is like seeing a cat with three eyes and a toad with four mouths.

The county lord of Fu'an was interested, slapped the table and said, "Yes, Lin Haofan, you go and call Xiao Qing up!" I want to meet him! ”

For this drama that brought the infatuated fox spirit to life, the county lord of Fu'an still wants to see him.

Lin Haofan didn't really want to see Xiao Qing at the moment.

He now has a very complicated mind about Xiao Qing, there is use, guilt, weakness, appreciation, and pity, but there is no kind of heartbeat that makes people toss and turn when they think about it.

He would rather look at Xiao Qing from a distance and remind himself: "Look, I still like men." ”

But he was afraid to see Xiao Qing...... I'm afraid to puncture this illusion.

Lin Haofan was entangled, and a soft and good voice came from outside: "Childe, Xiao Qing asks to see." ”

The county lord of Fu'an was so excited that he almost overturned the table: "Come in!" Let him in! ”

Lin Haofan had a headache, and after some confusion, he still called Xiao Qing in.

Xiao Qing came in with his head down, and the county lord of Fu'an shouted: "Raise your head, let me take a closer look!" ”

Xiao Qing's makeup on the stage has not been removed, and he is still wearing the makeup of a fox spirit, and his face looks even more soft and moving. There were tears of bitterness in the corners of his eyes, adding a little sadness.