Chapter Thirty-Six: The Undercurrent Is Surging
Hanyan was about to scream, and Bai Sui's slender fingers immediately pressed on Hanyan's lips: "Don't leak the secret of heaven!" ”
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This news is too informative, and if Yan'er knew about it, she would probably jump up in surprise as much as he did.
"I know, this matter is on me, you can rest assured." Hanyan said with a wink.
Bai Sui smiled, but soon the smile sank.
"It's his death day in a few days, and I should go see him......" Bai Sui tilted his head and looked at the ceiling.
"Yan'er will bring you an extra bouquet of flowers every year, you don't have to blame yourself, after all, some things take time to accept......"
Bai Sui closed his eyes with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, he always thought that he was well disguised, looking chic and comfortable, but it turned out that he still let others worry about him......
After the product, the noise in the drunken piano workshop continued, and the young man in red had returned to his room, and there were many calligraphy and paintings hanging on one wall of the house.
The little guy in Tsing Yi took off his red robe for Hong'er, wrung out the sweat towel from the basin and handed it to the man in front of him.
"Qing'er, have you seen the appearance of the smoke-forming boy looking at me? What does it look like? Hong'er asked the young man in Tsing Yi in front of her, her eyes shining. Qing'er had never seen a master who had served for so long with such an expression, and he even felt that such a red boy was too dazzling.
"Qing'er greeted the guests offstage, and the smoke-boy and the big boss were sitting upstairs, and Qing'er didn't see it clearly." The little guy in Tsing Yi said softly.
"Oh, that's a shame......" Hong'er said with some disappointment.
"The red boy has unparalleled piano skills and witty words, Qing'er has a humble opinion, and feels that there is no one in the world who can compare with the son, presumably the smoke boy must be very admired." Qing'er added.
"You haven't seen the shape of the smoke boy back then, that is peerless, how many princes and nobles have spent a lot of money to see him, but he suddenly disappeared when he was the most popular, and the mother of the drunken fairy building was so angry that she beat us all up." Hong'er still had a smile on her lips when she said this, as if it wasn't him who was beaten back then.
"Qing'er still thinks that Hong Gongzi is better, and the guests outside also say the same."
"Ignorance." There was a hint of anger in Hong'er's words.
"Yes, Qing'er is lonely and unheard." The little guy in Tsing Yi said obediently.
Hong'er suddenly realized something, raised her hand and put a piece of green silk behind her ear for the young man in Tsing Yi in front of her, and said softly: "I didn't say what you meant, I was talking about those people outside." ”
"Qing'er understands."
"You, you've been like this since you were a child, and you've always looked like you don't care about yourself. If I die in front of you, won't you blink an eye? There was an unclear meaning in Hong'er's words.
Qing'er's eyes widened suddenly, and then she lowered her head and said, "I will kill the person who hurt you." ”
"Hahahaha!" Hong'er burst out laughing.
Hong'er looked at the row of calligraphy and paintings hanging in the corner, touched her chin and said, "Qing'er, go to the warehouse tomorrow to take a look, take some high-priced calligraphy and paintings, and hang them in the building." ”
"Yes."
Hong'er pointed to the calligraphy and paintings hanging on her wall and said: "These calligraphy and paintings were originally in the shape of the smoke boy, when the building was taken back by Sister Hanyan, I kept these calligraphy and paintings, he used to like to decorate the hall with calligraphy and paintings, he will be very happy to see it." Qing'er understands that this "he" must be a smoke-forming boy.
"Red boy, there are guests who want to see you." The voices of the people outside the door came in.
"The red boy is resting, let the guests come back tomorrow." Qing'er responded.
"The guest took the token and said that he must see the red boy."
Hong'er glanced at Qing'er, Qing'er nodded, walked to the door of the house, and said, "The token is here." ”
Hong'er saw that Qing'er's face was not very good when she walked into the house, so she got up and asked, "What is it?" ”
Qing'er handed a piece of Shuanglong jade pendant in his hand to Hong'er.
Hong'er's face also changed suddenly, and she staggered back two steps.
"Childe, don't see you......"
Hong'er raised her head and said with a wry smile, "How can I not see it?" ”
"Childe ......"
Hong'er raised her hand and said, "Don't say it, let him in, you are guarding the door, don't let anyone in." ”
"Yes."
The young man in Tsing Yi lowered his head and passed by the oncoming middle-aged "man", he clenched his fists tightly, and his nails were deeply owed in his palm.
The man in red bent down respectfully and handed the jade pendant in his hand to the person who came: "Father." ”
"Hmm." The middle-aged "man" in front of him was dressed in a python suit, looking at his son condescendingly with his waist straight.
"Father, please take a seat." Hong'er picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea, handed it to the "man" in front of him, and then sat down, and the two were speechless.
The middle-aged "man" picked up the teacup, flicked the floating tea leaves with his little finger, took a sip and said lightly: "How is Hong'er doing?" ”
"Everything is fine, let my father worry."
Although the two of them spoke considerate words, they couldn't hear the warmth of family affection.
"Well, I'll ask you to check ......" The man took a sip of tea and raised his eyelids and asked.
Hong'er turned around and picked up a wooden box from the desk behind her, pushed it to her father and said, "Everything you want is inside." ”
"Well, you've never let your father down." The "man" couldn't wait to open the box, took out the paper inside, looked at it for a while, then closed the box again, and said to the young man in front of him: "When this important thing is completed, you can leave here as soon as possible, the drunken qin workshop has been targeted." ”
Hong'er's eyes widened in horror and said, "You said you wouldn't touch the drunken piano workshop!" ”
The python suit "man" said with a sinking face: "Hong'er, you can't have the kindness of a woman when you do great things." ”
Hong'er frowned and lowered her head, as if she had gone through a fierce mental struggle, and said after half a sound: "After this incident, please don't come to me for my father, I will figure it out by myself." ”
"What?" The python suit "man" screamed.
"Please don't come to me again." The man in red lowered his head and said again.
As if to anger the python suit "man", he slammed his sleeves and slapped the young man in front of him, and Hong'er fell to the ground, with blood on the corner of his mouth.
"Figured out? Stiff wings? Don't want me as a father anymore? I didn't hesitate to make myself like this in order to support you, and you're going to cut ties with me now? The "man" almost screamed loudly.
Hong'er will always remember that her father knelt in front of the landlord for three days and three nights in order not to starve to death, just to ask for a mouthful of food for herself, and to save herself from being seriously ill, he went to the palace to be a eunuch...... This is also the reason why he can never refuse his father, even if they have become "in name only" father and son.
The "man" in front of him is no longer the father who loved him although he was poor, he has long been carried away by interests, involved in the whirlpool of palace battles, and used his son to achieve the goal of soaring.
Even if he was asked to harm innocent people against his conscience, Hong'er didn't say a word. But now even his only place to stay, the drunken piano workshop, is going to be taken away, which he can't agree to no matter what.
"Hong'er, look at what this is? Good things for the Father to bring you! The voice of the "man" in the python suit sounded strangely and distortedly in Hong'er's ears.
"This is the favorite and freshest thing of the ladies in the palace, and it is also your favorite, specially brought to you for your father, you have to be obedient, you know?" The python suit "man" shook the porcelain vase in his hand, and his eyes flashed with an almost crazy light.
"Father! No! Hong'er's eyes widened, shaking his head in despair, what in front of him had driven him crazy, made him sink, made him firmly controlled by his father, made him want to refuse but couldn't refuse, he supported his arms and retreated step by step, but behind him was a wall that could not be retreated. The calligraphy and painting on the wall were torn to the ground, the man in red's mouth was pinched open, and the liquid in the porcelain bottle was poured in.
The python suit "man" threw away the porcelain vase in his hand and looked at his son condescendingly.
The man in red lowered his head in pain, a familiar feeling came to his heart, a layer of water vapor gradually floated in his eyes, and his originally jade-like cheeks also revealed a strange red, and his body was like ten thousand ants gnawing for a while, and it was like a fire burning for a while...... Hong'er gasped for breath in pain, her eyes flushed.
"How does it feel? How does it feel to tell your father? The man in the python suit approached his son and asked coldly.
Hong'er lowered her head and bit her lower lip tightly, almost biting out blood.
"I'll never know what it's like for the rest of my life." The words of the python "man" sounded in Hong'er's ears like a curse.
"Hahahaha!" The "man" in the python suit threw off his sleeves and walked out of the room.
Listening to her father's laughter, complicated tastes welled up in Hong'er's heart, and the tears of the man in red fell to the ground, and his fingers clenched on the ground were eeriely blue.
Seeing the python suit "man" walking out of the house, Qing'er immediately looked up, but met a pair of yin owl eyes, and Qing'er immediately lowered her head again.
Until the "man" walked out of the courtyard, Qing'er ran to the house as best she could.
Calligraphy and paintings were scattered all over the place behind the hibiscus barrier, and the man in red sat on the ground with his head bowed, blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, this scene was strangely fascinating. The porcelain medicine bottle rolling down on the ground burned his eyes, and this medicine he knew.
"Childe......" Qing'er's always calm voice as water made waves.
The man in red raised his head slowly, a pair of eyes covered with moisture looked deeply at the young man in Tsing Yi, a pair of dimples on his crimson cheeks, he gently pulled the corners of his mouth, his red lips opened slightly, and spit out two words: "Help me." ”
At that moment, Qing'er felt that the color of the whole world had turned red, and she couldn't pretend to be anything else in her eyes except for the man in front of her, all of which had nothing to do with desire, only distress.
Qing'er approached Hong'er, squatted down and hugged the man in red in her arms, and said two words softly: "I'm here." ”
Hong'er smiled and leaned on Qing'er's shoulder......