"Do you think it's enough to take out all these rags? What about the money collected yesterday? Don't want to roll up the money and run away, you Yu Changsheng grew up in the Peony Pavilion, born as a person in the Peony Pavilion, and died as a dead person in the Peony Pavilion! Master handed over the position to you, not so that you can leave the big guy and run away with the rich man at a critical moment, but to let you take everyone to make a fortune! ”

After he finished saying this, there was a commotion below.

Although there are many people in the troupe who come out to work to make money to support their families, there are also some people like him, who have no one at home, or who are abandoned by their families and do not want to go home.

These people who made the troupe their home, after they dispersed, they became homeless orphans again, and they also lost their financial resources.

Chixiao raised his hand, his delicate and tender fingers exposed in the wind and snow, and it was bitterly cold.

"That's enough."

"I mean, those of you who want to go can go home now. I don't know how long this war will last, and I don't know where it will go, so cherish the time now and find your family. ”

"As for the other people who originally intended to stay, from today onwards, the Peony Pavilion will be yours, and whoever you want to elect will be the new head of the family, I don't have any opinion."

"However, I won't give you a cent of yesterday's money, and the gold, silver, jewelry, porcelain, and jade in my room are worth much more than those money, which is enough for you to eat and wear for a lifetime."

War needs generals with brains, soldiers who have the courage to die, and enough funds.

With everything in place, he had a chance of helping Gu Qingjing win this battle.

After speaking, Chixiao didn't care about the noise of the people below, so he wrapped himself in this suit and left the gate of the Peony Pavilion.

The moment I walked out, many images flashed through my mind.

The Peony Pavilion is the life's work of his dead father-in-law.

Starting from street performances, every brick and tile here is exchanged for hard-earned money, he must want to watch the names of the Peony Pavilion continue to be popular on the stage of Peking Opera, and he must want everyone in the Peony Pavilion to live happily here.

Boss Yu can't do this, and Chixiao can't do it either.

It's a bit of a pity, but he can only say he's sorry.

Chixiao still crawled into Gu Qingjing's house in the middle of the night, and when this person was not there, he just waited on the bed.

He waited night after day, and the next night, he heard movement outside the door.

He slipped out of bed and ducked behind the ratings.

The noise outside was getting closer.

Gu Qingyu chased Gu Qingjing into the door.

"Big brother, what else do you have to do?"

Gu Qingyu was obviously so angry that he didn't say anything for the first time, and he gasped for a while before pointing at Gu Qingjing's name and scolding: "Gu Qingjing, don't be ashamed of your wild species!" Given the opportunity to go to the army once, you should recognize your own weight! ”

Gu Qingjing had a smile on his face, but there was a frost in his eyes.

"I do know the weight of myself, but the eldest brother doesn't seem to know the weight of human life."

Gu Qingyu can casually stumble, fix him, and play with him, but in the eyes of the people below, he is still the little master of the Gu family, and he will have scruples, so Li Jun will become a target and be pushed to the battlefield by them.