Chapter Eighty-Six: My Uncle is the Chief Guard
As the backstage tent was rolled up, Chen Qianhe's eyes became brighter and brighter.
He stared at it, not wanting to miss any detail, but he seemed to be apprehensive in his heart, occasionally bowing his head to dodge, and thousands of words were all hesitating.
Wu Feng had never seen him like this, as if he had done something wrong when he was a child, and he was afraid of being taught a lesson by his father and mother, so he didn't dare to go home.
"Master, are you okay?" Wu Feng asked.
"For, it's good to be a teacher, apprentice, you can help me take a look at the teacher, my head is messy, do you still need to tidy up my eyebrows?" Uncle Chen asked incoherently.
Wu Feng shook his head: "No, I've never seen Master so handsome, more handsome than me." “
"Really?"
Chen Qianhe was relieved now, showing a happy smile, I, a good apprentice, will not lie at all, he said that I am very handsome, then it must be very handsome......
On the stage, the old bustard shouted at the top of his voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, Chunxian is here!"
As soon as the words fell, behind the curtain, a Miaoman's figure came out, with a red hairpin in green clothes, phoenix eyes with light, and a little red lips, although the face has shown the twilight, but it still makes people shine, and the posture is not inferior to any of the top brands in the hall, but the temperament makes people feel like a spring breeze, walking slowly, like a hibiscus out of the water.
"Chunxian has seen you. “
Her red lips opened slightly, making a blessing, and behind her, two young women hurriedly carried a yaoqin, and hurriedly stood on both sides, bowing their heads and lowering their eyes, willing to be green leaves.
"Chunxian, let's send flowers to the funeral!"
"Chunxian, I'll smash a hundred gold coins and shake a hundred lotuses. “
"I'll give five hundred gold coins to a beautiful song. ”
"Hmph, Lao Tzu is out of a thousand, and he has a deep grudge!"
"I'll give one thousand five!"
As soon as I saw the woman walk out, the audience suddenly messed up, her face was red, and she threw money out of her life, just to be able to hear a song she liked.
Because Chunxian everyone only plays one song a month, Wanhualou stipulates that the highest price will be awarded, which is also a disguised auction.
When the old bustard saw it, her eyes bloomed with joy, and the more fierce she shouted, the happier she became, and it was better to keep shouting, and don't stop.....
Chunxian frowned slightly, she didn't like this atmosphere.
The piano is played to a bosom friend, and there is no bosom friend, so you don't have to use your fingers to stroke the piano.......
"I'll give 10,000 gold coins and invite everyone in Chunxian to have a song of mortal tears, can you?"
A loud shout made the surroundings suddenly quiet.
10,000 gold coins to listen to only one song?
What a spirit!
Everyone searched for the voice, and found an old man and a young man sitting in the corner.
Chen Qianhe sat on the chair with a golden knife, he was the one who was asking for the price just now, with a slight tremor in his voice, as if he was excited, as if he was nervous.
Wu Feng looked up at him, 10,000 gold coins to listen to other people's pianos, this degree of defeat is second only to me.....
"A thousand rivers?"
Chunxian looked at the person in the corner, covering her red lips in disbelief, tears sliding down instantly.
Chen Qianhe was not much better, his lips trembled: "Chun, Chunxian, I still want to listen to your mortal tears, I don't know today, can you play another song for me?" I want to listen to this song, it's been thirty years....."
Chunxian was still covering her red lips, tears were like pearls with broken threads, crackling and falling, you negative person, thirty years? I have been waiting for your words for thirty years......
What's going on?
Wu Feng looked at the stage, then at Uncle Chen, and scratched his head puzzled.
At this time, a slightly harsh mockery suddenly sounded in the audience: "Hmph, I'll pay 20,000, please Chunxian play the piano for me, Lao Tzu only listens to the drunken immortal, the song that my Tian Gongzi wants to listen to, must be now, others wait, or come back next month......"
Swish.
Uncle Chen's face changed, and his angry eyes swept over, who is so ignorant of life and death that dares to disturb me at this time?
Not far away, a oily and powder-faced boy was lazily lying on the Taishi chair, and four or five women next to him were half-kneeling on the ground, waiting with all their might, their eyes were like silk, and their voices were coquettish.
Chen Qianhe strode up to him, and asked with a dark face, "What you said just now, did you say it?"
Gongzi Hang'er spit out a jujube core and snorted disdainfully: "It's ....... I said."
"Smack!"
Before he could finish speaking, Uncle Chen rolled up his sleeves and swept over with a big mouth.
only heard a snap, and before the boy could react, he suddenly flew into the air, and after four or five turns, he fell face down and slammed a dog eating.
The famous women who served him around screamed in fright, scattered and ran in all directions, clearing the scene in an instant.
Chen Qianhe put his hands behind his back and looked at him condescendingly: "Come, I'm talking about it again....."
"Ah!!I'm going to kill you, do you know who I am, my uncle is the chief guard with a knife in the city lord's mansion, don't you want to live!?"
Tian Gongzi was lying on the ground, roaring like a pig, nosebleeds and tears mixed together, and now he didn't know his own mother even if she came.
Wu Feng hurriedly came behind Uncle Chen, for fear that he would flash his waist, but he didn't expect that the master who started the fire would be so terrifying!
"Hehe, the chief guard with a knife?" Uncle Chen sneered, stood in place, and was silent.
"Master, don't be afraid, I'll protect you!"
Wu Feng's expression was solemn, he had heard of this sword chief guard, he was the head of the guards of the City Lord's Mansion, and his cultivation was at the peak of the spirit warrior, although he didn't know if he could carry it, but it was no problem to resist for a while and let the master run away......
'Well, good apprentice...."
Chen Qianhe nodded with satisfaction, sneered, picked up a chair next to him, and smashed it heavily on Brother Gongzi.
"Click. ”
"Mom, it's unreasonable, it's murderous!" Seeing this scene, the old mother hurriedly ran down: "Tian Gongzi, are you okay?"
After finishing, she pointed at Chen Qianhe and scolded: "Dog, blind you, this is the nephew of the chief guard, you don't want to live, don't bother us Wanhualou!"
It's over, you're going to die.
After Wu Feng heard this scolding, he knew his master's temper very well, and hurriedly stopped in front of Chen Qianhe: "Master, don't kill anyone!"
Chen Qianhe touched his head and said with a gentle smile: "In Master's life, there are three kinds of people who will never do anything, one is a woman, the second is a good person, and the third is a dead person, you can remember it, the big mistake, a man can't beat a woman, and he can't embarrass a person who does good, as for the dead, if you can keep the whole body, just leave one for him, once you have a life, you can't help yourself, and you can only get peace after death, it's not easy......
Wu Feng scratched his head, as if he understood or not, and the figure of Qin Wan's teeth and claws suddenly appeared in his mind.
It's not wrong not to beat women, but what if women keep beating me......
On the stage, Chunxian shook his head with a wry smile, after so many years, he still has this temper, and he has not changed at all.
Alas, when are you going to grow up.....
The chair shattered, and Brother Gongzi sat on the ground dizzily, his head was broken and bleeding, and the screams were endless.
Behind him, several servants ran over tremblingly: "Childe, oh my mother, are you okay!"
Tian Gongzi stared at Chen Qianhe's face, as if he wanted to remember this person to death, gritted his teeth and shouted: "I'm still stunned to eat, hurry up and call someone!!"
"Yes, the little one is going to call it. The servant ran away.
The surrounding prostitutes looked the pair of masters and apprentices up and down, whispering, and their eyes were like looking at two corpses.
Dare to offend Tian Gongzi in Qinglin City, he has 10,000 ways to kill you, I don't know whether you are dead or alive, come here to make trouble, and don't inquire?
His uncle, but the chief guard!