In the end, weighing the pros and cons, the shopkeeper finally chose to agree to this matter.

It was also a gamble, and he wanted to give it a go. However, compared to the huge profits that can be brought by winning the bet, he is more curious about what kind of huge waves this little doll can set off in the future.

He began to plan this matter, and Feng Nanqi was bored waiting for it. Anyway, she has almost explained, and after the final plan comes out, she will just see what needs to be improved.

This is not something that can be done in a day or two, because in addition to the content, there are a series of rules that need to be made.

Although the bounty is not too much, it is also very tempting for ordinary people.

Still, even if the contest were to be successful, it was expected to spark a period of intellectual frenzy in Lancheng and nearby Chengxian.

It's not enough to create a nationwide uproar.

She had to find a way to make a conversation, even if it was just the slightest cry, and she had to seize the opportunity.

So her next plan is to go to Liuyingfang and choose a batch of her own plays.

The wind blows the green bamboo, and the rhyme enters the vermilion string.

From ancient times to the present, operas have always been a special existence, and in Feng Nanqi's impression, they are living arts.

The opera is eloquent, such as resentment and admiration, such as crying and complaining.

In feudal society, listening to music was a pastime for the aristocracy, so the status of the opera was extremely low.

But in the new era, people have discovered the forgotten value of opera itself, but it has turned over because there are very few excellent operas.

Art that has been deposited in time but is not submerged is the real treasure.

And this treasure can withstand the tempering of time, and the further it goes, the more it can reflect its own artistic value.

Therefore, every artist should be respected.

Even if it's just a humble storyteller.

It's a pity that Feng Nanqi, who doesn't have any artistic cells, doesn't know how to appreciate opera at all, and she can't understand a few words of babbling words for her.

summoned the little servant and handed him the waist card in his hand.

The little guy who had long known how to be sleek naturally understood what she wanted, so he took her to the first-class wing.

"I don't know...... What does Your Highness command? "When the little guy saw the waist card, he knew that he was not a small person, and there were only seven highnesses like this kind of pure gold and the waist card representing the palace identity badge.

Because Feng Nanqi is holding Feng Nansang's waist card, the little girl has never seen her true face. Besides, she is still a doll, and she doesn't know what to call it for a while.

Although I heard that the little princess is just a doll, maybe this one in front of her is just a maid of Feng Nansang.

But no matter what kind of possibility, he can't afford to offend, so he simply calls him His Highness, as long as he doesn't name him, who knows which Highness he is talking about.

"I want to see your shopkeeper." Feng Nanqi didn't pay so much attention, and went straight to the point, and put a silver ingot on the table.

The little guy nodded and put it away, and then went to ask the shopkeeper.

But surprisingly, the shopkeeper didn't want to see her.

Well? Don't want to see her? Look down on people?

This our little princess off.

Directly snatched the door out, asked the shopkeeper about where he was, and rushed over in a hurry.

So there was a strange scene of a bunch of adults chasing a little girl running around in Liuyingfang.

"Stop her, don't let her run!" The little guy shouted behind him.

In this kind of place where there is still a lot of passenger flow, the petite Feng Nanqi has a great advantage.

She weaves through the crowd without stopping.

What are you kidding, how can she have so much time to grind slowly with them?

The shopkeeper doesn't want to see her? Then she went to see him.

The first and second floors of Liuyingfang are all places to entertain guests, and the third floor is where the opera lived.

The shopkeeper lives on the fourth floor.

She ran wildly, and was finally picked up just as she was about to reach her destination.

Feng Nanqi was shocked, it was a familiar feeling, and when he saw the somewhat angry expression of the person in front of him, he instantly became cowardly.

"Three...... Third brother, what a coincidence...... Haha......"

Feng Nansang showed a smile that was not worth his life, "Yes, what a coincidence, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

He's been stuck here for a noon, just waiting for this girl to show up.

However, he didn't know that Feng Nanqi would go to Zijin Shuyuan first, and just when he was about to give up, she took the waist card and threw herself into the net.

"Give me the waist card." Feng Nansang's face was serious, this bad-hearted girl actually stole his waist card, causing him to go to his father before he could leave the palace.

However, when Feng Shangchen heard that Feng Nanqi had secretly run out again, and he had picked up his brother's things, he couldn't stop laughing.

As a result, he was naturally beaten down, and finally promised Feng Shangchen to take the little princess back safely.

No way, my own sister.

Feng Nanqi pouted, "Isn't my brother in a hurry......

Feng Nansang had the urge to pinch her to death, "So you took my waist card?" ”

"It's borrowed!" Feng Nanqi retorted, she was unhappy, obviously he said that he was not in a hurry, so what does it matter if he borrowed her to use it?

She needs it anyway.

Someone's eyes are a little dangerous.

Feng Nanqi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "I'...... Can't I give it back to you......"

Someone continued to lift her, his face very ugly.

Feng Nanqi struggled twice, and finally took out his waist card and gave it to Feng Nansang.

"Bang!"

Feng Nanqi, who was abandoned, rubbed his little ass heartbrokenly.

This man is really rude.

"Then since Brother Du took the waist card, then ...... "I'll go first?"

Feng Nanqi quietly moved two steps back, but received the threatening eyes of Feng Nansang, who was tying his waist card.

The look in his eyes clearly said, "You dare to try one?" ”

She wasn't happy.

But she couldn't help it.

She couldn't beat him.

At this time, the little guy had already caught up, panting.

"The ...... of the Three Princes"

Feng Nansang waved his hand to get him down, and then asked Feng Nanqi to follow him to his box.

There was another person in the box, holding a teacup with slender fingers.

Feng Nanqi glanced at him.

Male and female appearance.

And his every move also made Feng Nanqi sure that he was a play.

Feng Nanqi dodged behind Feng Nansang, but the man felt a little like laughing when he saw it.

"The little princess who made a lot of trouble in this low-class warbler workshop is so afraid of life?"

Feng Nanqi's eyes lit up, he just said his Liuying Fang? So he's the shopkeeper?

Like a rabbit, he quickly rushed from behind Feng Nansang to the man, and looked at him carefully.

The man was a little embarrassed and coughed lightly.

"Are you really a man?" She asked in a whisper.

Feng Nan-san suddenly laughed, and the man's smile was a little stiff.

Then he took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and put down the teacup in his hand with a serious expression.

"Yes."

He knew he was good-looking.

Well, that's right.

He's very good-looking.

Feng Nansang leaned against the edge of the door and looked at the man's deflated appearance, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

I just thought of something particularly funny.

He is indeed the owner of Liuying Fang-Murong Jing.