The signboard of the theater is called the Peony Pavilion, and the signature play sung is naturally "The Peony Pavilion", which is about a love between people and ghosts, Du Liniang, the daughter of the official family, and Liu Mengmei, a scholar from a poor family, fell in love in a dream, fell in love with each other, became sick and died, turned into a soul to find a lover in reality, and finally came back to life, and finally became a lover with Liu Mengmei.

When Qin Xun entered the door, the drama on the stage was singing about Liu Mengmei and Du Liniang risking the world's disapproval and meditating on the peony fence by the peony pavilion. The handsome lady who pretended to be a scholar Liu Mengmei, with powder and ink on her face, white water sleeves in the moon, condensed and chanted, and her soft voice was better than that of a woman, and she actually compared Hua Dan who pretended to be Du Liniang.

In the end, it is the hard signboard of the Peony Pavilion Theater for many years.

Qin Xun praised it in his heart, leaned on a pillar in the theater building and did not sit down, looking at the servant who was pretending to be Liu Mengmei singing on the stage, and looked at the secret place of his occasional imperceptible autumn waves, and found Yin Zijin, the king of Jinyang, who was sitting in a secluded place today, without difficulty.

Yin Zijin sat on one of the two chairs, his soft green shirt hanging to the ground with his idle sitting posture, and on the wooden table at hand there were two cups of tea with hot mist, one in his own hand, and the other cup like an empty chair waiting for someone. His face was calm, but there was a smile in his eyes, and he looked intently at the singers on the stage singing and interpreting the story, or rather, he was concentrating on the beautiful Peony Pavilion Theater Master was leaving.

The light in the theater is dark, only the stage is lit by a number of wax lamps, making it the brightest place in the whole theater, but the secluded place where Yin Zijin sits is brighter than the seat in the center of the theater because of the window, the early autumn afternoon sunlight penetrates through the half-hidden windows, and the projection of the window lattice is reflected on the wooden table in his hand.

Suddenly, the light dimmed, and the bright red clothes in the afterglow swayed, and the visitor approached from behind, sat down on the empty chair on the other side of the window of his wooden table without saying hello, and placed a bag of something between the two cups of tea on the table.

"Uncle Wang, are you waiting for me?" Qin Xun raised his eyebrows and looked at the tea cup in his hand, and there was a curling mist of freshly poured hot water wrapped in the fragrance of tea.

"Otherwise, do you think that in this full peony pavilion, there will be a vacant seat for you?" Yin Zijin looked at the little student on the stage, and there was a smile in his voice.

Qin Xun said with a smile: "The little nephew will sit with peace of mind, and Fang is still worried that I am being amorous." ”

"Where will you be amorous, but you will be amorous." Yin Zijin opened the candied paper bag on the table that Qin Xun had just put down, took one out of it and threw it into his mouth, and smiled vaguely, "What's the matter, Miss Guo is beautiful and gentle, Xiao Xun can talk to her very well?" ”

"I knew that Uncle Wang saw me." Fang Cai saw that before Yin Zijin got out of the carriage and entered the theater, he seemed to inadvertently glance in the direction where he was talking to Guo Wei, otherwise Qin Xun would not really think that the vacant seat next to Yin Zijin was reserved for himself.

"So think about how you want to bribe me so that I don't tell your cousin Guicheng."

"Aren't I just bribing Uncle Wang?" Qin Xun showed a look of surprise, and his finger tapped the bag of candied fruit on the table.

"Your Uncle Wang is worth a bag of preserves?" Yin Zijin snorted with a smile, but there was a candied fruit in his hand.

Qin Xun propped up the wooden table with one hand to support his cheeks, and said in his teasing tone: "Then what's the way, the little nephew is stupid, and I don't know what can be more in line with Uncle Wang's mind than Liu Mengmei." ”

This "Liu Mengmei" is naturally not the real Liu Mengmei, but refers to the peony pavilion master who pretends to be Liu Mengmei on the stage.

As soon as the words fell, Qin Xun received a sturdy chestnut on his head, and he covered his head with one hand and screamed in pain.

Yin Zijin took a good time to look at Qing's coat: "It's really a long ability, and I will entertain your Uncle Wang." ”

Qin Xun hummed and rubbed his head a few times, stretched out his arms and legs and yawned lazily.

"You kid has been like this since you were a child, you always love to follow me here, but you don't like to listen to dramas, and you don't feel tired when you can't listen to a few words."

Qin Xun shouted: "It's really not a lack of listening to dramas today, I got up at the beginning of the morning, and I also dealt with the one who went on a trip, and I was so tired that I was dying, you see." He re-medicated the wound on his neck when he returned home to change clothes from the Yang Palace, wrapped a thin cloth, and chose a high-necked dress to cover it, and peeled off the collar a few points at this moment, revealing a white cloth wrapped around his neck.

Yin Zijin glanced at it, and sure enough, his laughing expression disappeared, and his eyes showed distress.

"That's the same old one." He raised his hand and gave the little nephew a haircut.

Qin Xun was distressed by Uncle Wang of Jinyang, squinted his eyes with satisfaction, and pulled his collar back together: "Isn't he the same." ”

"So how are you going, and do you plan to learn from me in the future?" Learn from him like this, don't accept official positions, and be idle, so that the person who can't see out of sight and is not upset, just eats and waits for death to protect himself?

"I really want to learn from Uncle Wang, chant the Qingyu case, and get a purple bag, if I am like this, I will be a companion with Uncle Wang in the future, chic and happy, but also comfortable."

"Yet?"

"Yes, let's see how Qi Jing treats." Qin Xun smiled, "I've watched Qi Jing all these years, and he seems to be ...... Would love to sit on it. I always want to be there for him and help him. ”

"Two bunnies." Yin Zijin scolded with a smile, and then sighed, "How good it is to be young, with such frivolous ambition and spirit." "And he has passed the standing, and as he gets older, he will gradually become dull.

However, his words may have been forced to settle for peace at a young age.

Qin Xun had a correspondence with this very close uncle of Jinyang in private in Pingzhou for a few years, and even Qi Jing did not know this, the reason was that in the days when Qin Xun was still unclear about his emotions in the matter of treating Qi Jing, he vaguely felt that he could get a solution from this Jinyang uncle Wang.

The subtle and obscure feelings between Uncle Wang of Jinyang and the Peony Pavilion Lingren, Qin Xun, who was still young at the beginning, was already able to vaguely grasp some clues with his keen intuition.

Therefore, the first person to know Qin Xun's thoughts about Qi Jing was Yin Zijin, the king of Jinyang, who could see through before Qin Xun himself.

And Yin Zijin did not encourage the young man who was still in confusion to go up this path because he had such a peachy heart, nor did he deliberately curb the child's budding thoughts because of his scruples about the world, and only said two words lightly in the reply.

"Volunteer."

Looking at the words, you can imagine the consistent and casual tone of this green shirt county king, it seems that the two words that have been said are equal to not said, but Qin Xun suddenly became enlightened.

The world, let it be, why bother yourself, love is something that should be pleasant, if you are depressed and painful, you can't call it love.

After figuring it out, Qin Xun was able to calmly hug Qi Jing's neck and say with a smile: "Life is short, it's not easy to have a happy person, it doesn't matter if he's a man or a woman!" ”

"Bunny." Yin Zijin suddenly laughed and scolded.

"What did Uncle Wang do to scold me again?" Qin Xun was amused and aggrieved.

Yin Zijin snorted lightly: "At first, I thought that you and the two little cubs in Guicheng loved to be by my side, and they were really happy to follow me to listen to the play, but later I found out that you just took the opportunity to stick to the city, as for the return to the city," the handsome young man who had passed was like a noisy mouthful of two or three candied fruits in one mouthful and puffed out his cheeks to chew, staring at Qin Xun scratching his heart and scratching his liver and waiting for his later sentence, and finally swallowed the candied fruit in his mouth, and said lazily, "After you are not in Chang'an, the little rabbit cub is not happy to accompany me to listen to the play, and I am always alone." ”

Yin Zijin is right, Qin Xun doesn't know what Qi Jing thinks, he himself is indeed not very interested in opera, and loves to go out with Uncle Wang of Jinyang with Qi Jing, but this is the time to get rid of the palace servants who usually leave him or Qi Jing without leaving an inch, and can play with Qi Jing unscrupulously.

As soon as he said this, he suddenly remembered that strictly speaking, the first time he was light and thin Qi Jing, it seemed that it was when he listened to the play with Uncle Wang of Jinyang for the first time, when they were still ignorant children.

The first time I saw the King of Jinyang, because his mother Lin Chu told him to go home in advance to study, he was stopped by the servants and failed to follow him to the theater as he wished, Qin Xun kept chattering, Qi Jing couldn't listen to his unhappy muttering, and only a few days later he took the initiative to take him to the door of the theater to wait for the King of Jinyang, Qin Xun agreed, naturally he was physically and mentally happy, and happily took the arm of his little cousin and followed behind the young Uncle Wang in a green shirt, and stepped into the theater for the first time.

At that time, it was not the pillar of the Peony Pavilion, and the play sung on the stage was also a little unsuitable for children to watch, but a matter of a merry boy and a shy girl.

Qin Xun hugged the candied fruit that King Jinyang bought to coax the two little cubs and ate it with relish, looking around curiously in this place that he had never stepped in, and did not pay much attention to the content of the chanting on the stage.

It was also a coincidence that when he listened to the play on a whim, the scene on the stage was that the merry boy held a fancy folding fan with a peach blossom fan, and stole a fragrance on the cheeks of the willow-waisted girl.

Qin Xun curiously tugged at Uncle Wang's soft clothes in Jinyang: "Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang, what do you mean by a disciple?" ”

Yin Zijin raised his eyebrows and informed: "It's a lustful and light-hearted person." ”

"What do you mean by a womanizer?"

"It's just ......" Yin Zijin himself has never raised a child, and he doesn't know how to deal with the relentless pursuit of a child who seeks knowledge when he asks questions, and after thinking about it, he tried to explain, "Did you see the play that was sung on stage just now?" It's like that, seeing that other people are good-looking, and stealing incense from other people's cheeks, they are called Dengzizi. ”

After he finished speaking, he chewed back, thinking that he had explained it to the child well, Fang Shu was relieved, and saw that the beautiful child who had just seen the second time tilted his little head and thought for a moment, and turned his head, muttered a small mouth that was still stained with candied molasses, and kissed the cheek of the seven-year-old third prince who was smiling quietly and gently.

Yin Zijin almost choked on a sip of tea, and Xiao Qi Jing was also stunned.