Chapter Seventy-Nine: Who Directed the Play?
Play?
With the rumbling drums, the curtain was lifted.
I only saw one by one the actors pitiful and walked out from behind the scenes.
Originally, Su Mujiu was still eating the fruit casually, thinking about who was behind these two times.
Who knew that after watching the play in the stands, Su Mujiu's brows were twisted, and there was an unknown look in his eyes.
This is a drama of a tanuki changing the prince, a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses were born, the baby boy stayed in the house and became a young master, and the baby girl was sent to an ordinary family.
As time passed, the young master became an adult, but on the wedding night, he was plotted and his life was in danger.
Subsequently, several forces found the baby girl who had grown into a beautiful woman, took her back to the mansion, and replaced the young master, just to be able to consolidate the status of the mansion.
Isn't this the story of Mu Wangfu?!
Su Mujiu's mind was in a mess, and her lip was bitten like blood.
Who and who exactly exported this scene?
Su Mujiu's face is getting worse and worse, this scene and that note, I'm afraid it's from the same person's hands.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were attracted by this opera, Su Mujiu stood up without moving, and said to Feng Tong, "I'm going to go to Gong and come back later." ”
After speaking, it was like a wisp of breeze that disappeared into Feng Tong's side.
Feng Tong smiled as gently as jade, holding grapes in his hands, and his eyes were full of deep meaning.
Background.
"Lord Wang...... You are ......" Zhang Zhizhong, the son of the Imperial Doctor, swallowed his saliva and looked at the frosty male and female Mu Wang Ye in front of him.
Originally, he was still holding the pitiful man in his arms, and he was flirting with the pitiful man, but suddenly saw the eyes of the prince who seemed to be about to eat people, and he felt that his legs were weak.
"How did this drama come about?" Su Mujiu grinned at the corners of his mouth, and there was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.
It stands to reason that he is the son of the Imperial Doctor, his father is a first-class official, and even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Third Prince have to give his father a little thin noodles.
Why is this Mu Wangye, who has been repeatedly suppressed by Emperor Tang, so arrogant towards him!
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhizhong suddenly became bolder, picked up the poor man who had just been pushed away by him, sat on the pear flower carved railing chair, and said mockingly: "Yo, Lord Mu, are you asking for guilt?" Did you know that this is the Imperial Doctor's house? ”
In an instant, all the nursing homes in the background appeared on Zhang Zhizhong's side, protecting him in the center.
This arrogant posture, and uninhibited attitude.
If it was on weekdays, Su Mujiu would like to have a play.
But not right now, because she's not in a good mood.
I saw that Su Mujiu seemed to be a light and shadow, and quickly walked towards Zhang Zhizhong, and before the guards could react, they felt a pain in their chests, and their eyes were dark, and they fell down.
That's just three seconds.
"Ahh......h
As a result, Su Mujiu just glanced at her coldly, and she immediately covered her mouth, her eyes full of horror.
!!!
Zhang Zhizhong couldn't believe the current situation, although these guards were not as good as the inner guards in the palace, they were all well-trained and carefully selected talents.
How can in front of this Mu Wangye, one by one is like fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
Zhang Zhizhong's body was slumped on the pear blossom wooden chair, he blocked the poor man in front of him, and said tremblingly: "Lord Wang...... They ......"
"They didn't die, they just slept in a hole." Su Mujiu clapped her palms, her eyes were watery, she stepped on another wooden chair, stared at her delicate fingertips, and her tone was indifferent.
Zhang Zhizhong breathed a sigh of relief, and he spoke again: "...... You ......"
"I'm here to ask, where did this drama come from?" Su Mujiu smiled like a spring breeze and looked in the direction of Zhang Zhizhong.
The poor man thought that he was born upside down everyone, and even the ladies in the palace were inseparable from her.
Naturally, she has also become Zhang Gongzi's favorite pity.
Who knows, when she looked at the male and female face before meeting, it was just a faint smile, which made the surrounding sea of flowers lose their color.
The mercy felt an unprecedented blow.
Why is this person so beautiful, if it is a woman, I am afraid of what kind of bloody storm it will set off.
"Huh?" Su Mujiu didn't hear Zhang Zhizhong's answer for a long time, and his smile narrowed a little.
"Heavenly ...... Tianyalou ......" Zhang Zhizhong shrank behind the pitiful man, he didn't dare to look at Su Mujiu's face at all, and said tremblingly.
"Tianya Tower?" Su Mujiu's eyebrows were full of doubt.
Tianyalou has naturally heard of it, and it is a place of fireworks in Beijing that has suddenly been full of reputation in the past few months.
Here are the most beautiful and beautiful **.
There is also an opera business here, with one play a month, and each play is full.
Of course, what made Su Mujiu feel most incredible was that Tianyalou dared to open up the business of selling news in Beijing.
A force that has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain has not yet established itself and started the most difficult business with such fanfare, which is really bold.
"Yes, yes, I am a frequent visitor to Tianyalou, that day I had nothing to do and wanted to go to Tianyalou to watch a play, who knew that the grandmother in charge was holding a new play in her hand, and was planning to recruit someone to rehearse, I ...... I looked at it and thought it was novel, and it happened to be a cherry blossom viewing party, so I bought it for a lot of money......"
Zhang Zhizhong said a bunch of words in one breath, and as he spoke, he poked his head out from behind the poor man, and observed Su Mujiu's face with his spare eyes.
Who knew that he poked his head out, and Mu Wangye, who was still standing next to the pear blossom wooden chair just now, had long since disappeared.
At this moment, the pear blossom wooden chair is empty, and there is nothing.
"Gongzi Zhang, the prince has long been gone." The pitiful man scolded Zhang Zhizhong hundreds of times in his heart, but his face was soft and weak, and the pear blossoms brought rain.
……
"Lord Wang, why have you been there for so long?" Feng Tong felt a gust of wind blowing by his side, and turned his eyes and fell on Su Mujiu's body.
“…… Constipation. Su Mujiu was in a bad mood and spit out these two words casually.
It seems that she has to go to Tianyalou.
The softness of the corners of Feng Tong's mouth seemed to pinch out the water, and his eyes were glowing with glass.
At the end of the opera, Zhang Zhizhong walked from the backstage tremblingly, and said politely, and during the conversation, his eyes glanced at the beautiful and suffocating Mu Wang Ye sitting on the lower side from time to time.
In the end, he asked the beauties to come out to greet the guests.
Naturally, Zhang Zhizhong's actions fell into the eyes of everyone present.
Among them, Si Cen Wei's face was the most embarrassing.
He poked the fish meat in the dish with his chopsticks, his eyes full of evil.
Damn Zhang Zhizhong, I'm tired of living, right?
The thief is a rat-eyed, and he dares to spy on his family's Xiaojiu.
Nor do you look at what virtue you have grown!!