Chunheyuan has become more and more deserted, from the beginning of the year to the late autumn now, most of the disciples in their forties have now left, and they have become more and more deserted.

Zhang Shangzhi copied a bench, sat on the bench with a small body, crossed Erlang's legs with both hands on his chest, blocked the only gate out of the courtyard, he faced a group of senior brothers, and had an expression of 'if you want to leave, step on me'.

The former brothers still had Zhang Shangzhi's thin face, and persuaded Zhang Shangzhi to get out of the way with kind words, but Zhang Shangzhi's violent temper was like a live switch, and he jumped off the bench with two legs and began to scold hysterically: "A group of people who have no conscience, how did my father and my second uncle accept you white-eyed wolves back then, and now that the troupe is in a recession, you will leave, and you will forget your righteousness for the sake of profit, do you have a little responsibility."

The senior brother at the front laughed, persuaded the people behind him to endure his temperament, and continued to say kind words: "It's not that we don't have a conscience, Mr. Jiang only gave us the masterpiece of the opera troupe when he was alive, and now that there are few guests, I am afraid that it will be useless to perform on stage again." If it's really like what is said outside, the opera troupe can't do without a master, alas, the senior brother is angry, the senior brother won't leave, you let the senior brother support the troupe alone."

Zhang Shangzhi looked at them and just wanted to open his mouth to teach them a few words, but someone stopped him, and everyone looked back and found that this person was the senior brother Xu Ruliang.

The brothers who were about to leave with their luggage saw Xu Ruliang coming and took a few steps back, and called out stupidly: "Senior brother."

Now Xu Ruliang walked over and stood among them, standing like a bamboo pole standing in the wind, the original meat on his body was also exhausted in the past half a year, the opera troupe was not in unison, what can be done to face the current problem, he is Shen Yeling's senior brother, he was the first to choose to run away because the master was too sad.

But now he is taking on the responsibilities of Zhang Changxin and Shen Yeling, supporting the troupe.

Xu Ruliang stayed in the wind and said lightly to them: "You guys have thought about it, you really want to go."

Senior brother in front of you, look at me, I'll look at you. Now facing Xu Ruliang, he also showed an embarrassed look, after all, he now represents Shen Yeling.

"Senior brother, please get out of the way", the senior brother in front forced himself to be more upright, and the senior brother behind him was even more determined and confident.

Now there is only Zhang Shangzhi behind Xu Ruliang, I saw Zhang Shangzhi jump directly in front of Xu Ruliang, and continue to scold them, who knows that before he scolds a few words, Xu Ruliang grabbed Zhang Shangzhi for a long time, led him to his side, moved away from the stool at the gate, and made a gesture of concession sideways: "The master was unwilling to force people before his death, if the master was present, he would not force you, if you want to go, you can go, I will support this troupe, and it will last for a day."

As soon as the words came out, they were still let go, and a few of the people present were stunned for a moment, Zhang Shangzhi tightly tugged on Xu Ruliang's sleeve and asked him to say it again, but when he saw his behavior like this, he also knew a thing or two in his heart, struggled twice, turned around and stopped talking.

It was the brothers who really didn't stay anymore with Xu Ruliang's permission, and walked together with their steps.

The two brothers waited for them to be empty before turning around, Zhang Shangzhi glanced at Xu Ruliang, thinking that even he was going to give up the troupe, so he grabbed the bench in his hand and said, "Don't you follow, is it going to be a few days, do you need me to help you pack all your luggage."

Xu Ruliang had already quarreled with Zhang Shangzhi before, but in the past six months, things have changed, and he has gradually grown a lot, and it has become his proper way to be unfazed, and it is Zhang Shangzhi's job to hang the status quo on his face all day long, and he has learned to disguise himself in the past six months and put a hypocritical smile on his face.

Even Zhang Shangzhi sometimes feels that he is becoming more and more like Shen Yeling, and it is precisely because of this, in the face of Zhang Shangzhi's sarcasm, he did not get angry, but smiled lightly: "The names are all obtained by the master, and they have been raised by the master all these years, if I leave the troupe now, I will turn my back on him, then it will be equivalent to taking the name in vain, and I have lived in vain all these years."

After hearing these words, Zhang Shangzhi, who had read the sage books for several years, couldn't come up with any words to argue with him, so he could only look up at him undeniably and shout 'Senior Brother' leisurely.

Xu Ruliang now even looked at Zhang Shangzhi with the same gaze as Shen Yeling, he raised his hand and touched Zhang Shangzhi's head, and there was a little firmness in his heart: The sky is not falling and it has nothing to do with me, it is up to me.

They returned to the courtyard where they practiced in the morning, and saw that Master Yu was still beating the lazy little apprentice with bamboo sticks, and his mouth was still saying things like grandpa appreciating rice, but the words Shen Yeling and Zhang Changxin no longer appeared in the words.

Seeing that Master Yu came back to his senses, he didn't look at them, and went straight to the disciple who was practicing his voice, he walked up to the disciple and grabbed him fiercely, and reprimanded: "What kind of thing are you singing, he is Lin Chong, the head of the 100,000 forbidden army, how can you sing it as a hair, how do I usually teach you, just like this, you still want to be a horn."

After saying that, he whipped him fiercely, and the whip on the disciple made him tremble for a while, and he didn't say anything in his mouth like this, and he made the idea of leaving again, and now the troupe is in a recession, and if he can't sing a play, he will be beaten by the master, not to make people feel that what they do is a thankless fool to do.

In the past six months, the brothers and sisters have gone their separate ways for this reason, they can't see the prospect in the opera garden, and they have to be beaten by the master.

Xu Ruliang saw that Master Yu beat his disciples like this, but he didn't stop Shen Yeling like this, he was not as soft-hearted as Shen Yeling, he was beaten out by Master Yu, he understood the meaning of Master Yan's apprenticeship, and being beaten like this by Master Yu and having such a bad idea of running away is not out of the ordinary.

If people are responsible and ruthless to themselves, then what hurdles can not be overcome and cannot survive.

He pulled Zhang Shangzhi back, now that the school season is in full swing, it is time to pay the fee again, he takes on the responsibility of Shen Yeling to take care of Shangzhi, that is, to let him read and write, so that he can become a scholar who can be looked down upon in the future.

This money must not be saved, and there is no one to see in this opera garden, so the number of entries won is naturally less, plus the manager wantonly deducts wages from their wages behind Luo Xiaoqi's back, and the income of the opera troupe will also decrease, and the relative expenses will be less.

Xu Ruliang sighed, thinking that even if Luo Xiaoqi had a good relationship with the master, they couldn't take advantage of others like this.

He sighed, paid attention in his heart, and said to Zhang Shangzhi, who was not yet sensible: "In the afternoon, I will go to Luo's house, let Luo Xiaoqi take back our opera garden, our opera troupe is in a recession, we can't cause trouble to others, in the future, we will go to the grass platform in the square to sing, those spectators think it's good, and they can give us some money."

Zhang Shangzhi lowered his head and pondered Xu Ruliang's words, blinked his eyes and then raised his head again: "Then we won't become a third-rate troupe."

Third-rate. . . Think about it when they came to Xunyang, they were still the most prosperous and beautiful troupe in Beiping, they hung a sign on the carriage, and those inspectors at the gate of the city could be polite, but now that the play is over, there is no popular actor as a pillar, and the troupe has no support and has become a third-rate.

Xu Ruliang didn't answer, and quietly waited until the afternoon to go to Luo's house to roughly explain the situation that their opera troupe was not singing in Luo Xiaoqi's theater.

Luo Xiaoqi, who was drinking tea, put down the tea cup, a few days later, and she hadn't stirred up trouble in Xunyang, Tianjin, and Beiping for a long time, and now that the situation was turbulent, she didn't want to go to the troubled waters of the Japanese, she just wanted to live the rest of her life quietly.

But the Japanese are not satisfied, more than ten years ago Luo Xiaoqi used various means to refuse the cooperation between Tanaka and Luo Zhengting, and now Tanaka is making a comeback, and has brought Xiaolin to talk about cooperation several times, which is also to blame how their business in Tianjin came to Xunyang, and it is still infiltrating their Luo family.

Tian Zhong's several visits to the door disturbed Luo Xiaoqi, and Cheng Jiabai also went out to be his chief of staff, if he really wanted to let his tiger-headed military envoy drive them away. However, there is still Xiaolin next to Tanaka, and I am afraid that because he is an old classmate with Cheng Jiabai, he has no good time to tell Cheng Jiabai about this matter.

In the past few days, it was finally not Tanaka and others who came to the door, but Xu Ruliang had to make Luo Xiaoqi feel a lot more comfortable, looked at Xu Ruliang for a moment, and wondered which of Shen Yeling's apprentices he was, if he didn't come, she really didn't know that there was a theater business in their family's account.

I even felt that Xu Ruliang took the initiative to withdraw the cooperation with their Luo family this time, but I felt that this kid was a little responsible, and she was also tired of the conversation with Tanaka Mingzheng and secretly fighting, which immediately aroused her kind words to Xu Ruliang, so she said: "This money, our Luo family is out of it, I talked to your master before, and if you want to withdraw this time, your master will come in person, how can you still say that he can't come back from the dead."

Xu Ruliang just wanted to open his mouth to refute, but he lowered his head stupidly and replied honestly: "No---", how can he have this magical power to resurrect the master, and he will not believe in reincarnation for a long time if he has this magical power to resurrect the master, and he will not believe in reincarnation for a long time.

Bearing the burden of resurrection from the dead, Luo Xiaoqi hoped that Shen Yeling could come again, even if she was allowed to wait for another ten years. So he said: "If you think that there are really no people in the theater, then I will add a few more popular actors to your theater troupe, and when this newspaper is published, it will be a popular song written by Mr. Jiang, and someone will definitely come."

The difficulties faced by Xu Ruliang are really a trivial matter for Luo Xiaoqi, she has forgotten all kinds of things before, these are all left by Shen Yeling, she must treat them well, how can she be willing to let them sing on the grass stage and become a third-rate opera troupe.

With a pop, Xu Ruliang knelt down, and suddenly kowtowed to Luo Xiaoqi three times, before he was most afraid of Luo Xiaoqi, and even said bad things about Luo Xiaoqi, thinking that she was the biggest tumor in Xunyang. But now this big cancer has come to help them play the troupe, and those once friendly neighbors now see them as if they are hiding from the plague.

How ironic!

Luo Xiaoqi also had the opportunity to call the nurse and asked her to bring Yi An over, and asked Xu Ruliang to see who this was, Xu Ruliang looked at this white and chubby porcelain doll, and couldn't think of it for a while, waiting to push him forward again, and asked undeniably: "Is it the master's child?"

No, didn't Shen Yeling's child die because of the premature baby before, but why?

Luo Xiaoqi nodded: "You hug her, after all, you took care of her when she was in your master's belly, and she should also recognize you."

Xu Ruliang carefully took Yi An from his mother's arms, how many years had he not held a child like this, I remember that last time he was still smaller than half the height of his master, and his dirty little hands were holding Zhang Shangzhi in swaddling clothes.

Yi An was born to be a likable child, she had a happy expression when she saw everyone, Yi An smiled, Xu Ruliang had tears in his eyes, and he smiled with tears.

When he came back to his senses, he also thought of why Luo Xiaoqi did this, at that time, as soon as Xu Man died, the people outside would definitely not be able to keep the child, so it would be better to lie and say that the child was born prematurely and died.

He thanked Luo Xiaoqi for his good intentions, returned Yi An to his nurse, and bowed to Shen Yeling's polite life: "Please take care of her."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at Luo Xiaoqi again, and remembered that they were still burning paper money on a dark and windy night, talking about Luo Xiaoqi, and then in their impression, Luo Xiaoqi was a femme fatale who liked to wear red.

And now Luo Xiaoqi, who has faded into red, is not like a femme fatale, she can help them like this, and she is already a bodhisattva to them: "Dare to ask if the head of the family has a 'sheng' character in his name before."

Luo Xiaoqi blinked and nodded suspiciously, Xu Ruliang smiled, and suddenly said: "That's right, more than ten years ago, when the master cured his throat, the two words he shouted were called 'Ah Sheng'."