In the small dressing room of the Changsheng class, Aunt Qin was checking the final outfits of several apprentices, and everyone looked at Aunt Qin with solemn and silent faces, which was in stark contrast to the noisy environment outside. At this moment, a clear voice came from outside: "Mr. Wu, please here, please here!" The voice was incomparably affectionate.

Everyone in the room was attracted by the sound, and everyone looked at it with their feet pinched.

I saw a short, short, white, forty-year-old man nodding and accompanying a man about his age down the aisle outside the dressing room.

Qin Yu knew the short and fat man, he was the head of Wanxiu Building, surnamed Min, and he personally received him when the Changsheng class came backstage. The other man is a fresh face, and listening to the tone of Manager Min, he should be "Mr. Wu".

Mr. Wu is taller than Mr. Min, his skin is very white, and he looks like the kind of person who does not bask in the sun all year round, with a narrow forehead, bulging cheeks, a face like a frog, two eyes narrowed into a slit because of too many muscles in his face, and his lips are as bright and ruddy as petals. It's only March in the spring, and he has already put on a thin summer dress, and the fat on his body shakes as he walks.

When she saw it, she laughed happily.

Aunt Qin's face changed greatly, and she was about to cover her mouth, but Mr. Wu suddenly twisted her fat neck and looked over.

When Aunt Qin saw it, she also greeted her with a flattering smile like Manager Min, and shouted "Mr. Wu" very respectfully.

Mr. Wu looked at Mr. Min with a puzzled face, and Mr. Min immediately introduced on the side: "This is Qin Qing, the class leader of the Jiangnan Changsheng class, the apprentice of Yulouchun, who just came to Shengjing from Jiangnan last year, and the little phoenix of the Lianzhu class introduced me to try to sing today. ”

Mr. Wu glanced at the clasp that had not yet dispersed his smile, nodded, and asked, "What are you singing?" ”

Aunt Qin replied respectfully: "Sing the one-fold horse slope in "Zhan Changzhou". ”

Mr. Wu nodded again: "This is a good discount, Wusheng has a bit of skills." ”

Aunt Qin hurriedly said, "What Mr. said is true. ”

Mr. Wu turned his head and talked to Mr. Min next to him: "Isn't Xiao Fengxian's illness cured yet?" Then who is singing the first card today......" He didn't sweep Aunt Qin out of the corner of his eyes, and left while talking to Manager Min.

Aunt Qin returned to the dressing room and stared at Kou'er fiercely, so frightened that Kou'er hid behind Qin Yu.

Then it was that Qionghua who asked: "Master, master, is that Mr. Wu the one who wrote "Oiran Resentment" and "Houyuan Meeting"? ”

Aunt Qin nodded.

Qionghua let out a wail: "Master, why is this so! He wrote so many talented and beautiful women, but he looked like a toad......"

Before she could finish speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

Aunt Qin knocked lightly on the table and said with a straight face, "What are you all talking nonsense here?" What's wrong with Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu can write the most beautiful song in the world, which of you will try it for me! With only half of his strength, you can walk sideways in Shengjing......"

Qin Yu pulled Qiong Hua aside and asked, "What song does Mr. Wu write?" ”

Qiong Hua smiled: "Write a play! It is the "Back Garden Party" that sang the little phoenix of the Lianzhu Society into popularity. ”

Qin Yu asked, "Is it very profitable?" ”

Qiong Hua laughed: "It's not just about making money, many famous characters are looking forward to marrying him!" ”

Qin Yu bit his lip and lowered his head there and pondered for a long time.

On that day, the Changsheng class sang the opening, that is, a warm-up before the formal drama troupe took the stage, so that those who came early would not wait to complain, and also stir up the atmosphere casually, and when the formal play started, the audience could enter the play in a better state. So when the Changsheng class started singing, there was still a commotion under the stage, those who drank tea still drank tea, those who ate pastries still ate pastries, and acquaintances still talked about the old when they met together......

Aunt Qin was very happy. was not applauded, and it can be regarded as a number in Wanxiu Building, and it has been almost two years since I arrived in Shengjing, and I finally got a ticket to the Shengjing theater industry.

After singing the opening, several apprentices in the Changsheng class shouted to see another famous singer in the Lianzhu class, Sai Jinhua, singing "Tian Qiongying", Aunt Qin generously acquiesced, everyone rushed to the backstage to find a corner to watch the play, and after the scene, Aunt Qin also took everyone to Dongshi to eat rice balls.

On that day, the longevity class was as lively as the New Year.

On the same night, the Wanxiu Building was full of people, Fang Jixian, the secretary of the Fang Household Department and the treasure of the secretary, but in a secluded courtyard with the fragrance of magnolia in the inner house, Fang Shaoying was sitting in front of the Danfeng Chaoyang red lacquer three-sided mirror table, holding a horn tooth comb and combing her long black and thick hair, the weak candlelight was refracted in the room through the crystal glass cover, there was a brightness of insight.

There was a sound of light footsteps outside the house, which was even clearer in this silent night, Fang Shaoying listened attentively, and after a while, the footsteps stopped in front of her door.

"Ah Ying, it's Mom, you're sleeping!" A gentle voice asked softly.

Fang Shaoying got up and opened the door to welcome her mother in: "Mom, it's so late, why haven't you slept yet." ”

A middle-aged woman with a handsome appearance and elegant temperament walked in, she was Fang Shaoying's mother Du Yuelin. Du Yuelin took the tray containing the tonic from the Yahuan behind him and put it on Fang Shaoying's table: "This is the decoction rewarded by the Queen Mother, I don't worry, I personally urge them to boil it, you drink it while it's hot!" ”

Fang Shaoying sat at the table with a smile and drank all the lacquered decoction in the small cup on the tray.

Du Yuelin has been looking at her daughter lovingly, seeing that she finished drinking the decoction, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of Fang Shaoying's mouth, and then instructed the girl next to her: "Put away the things and go to sleep first, if the master asks, just say that I will accompany the girl to talk." ”

The girl neatly packed up her things and carefully closed the door.

Fang Shaoying smiled: "Mother is reluctant to have a daughter, right?" ”

Gui Yuelin smiled: "Of course. ”

Fang Shaoying smiled and snuggled in her mother's arms, her face was no longer cold, and there was a trace of childishness on the corner of her mouth like all fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls.

The mother and daughter snuggled quietly for a while, the smile on Gui Yuelin's face gradually faded, she gently patted her daughter's back, and said in a deep voice: "Ah Ying, you are a smart person, but there are some things, my mother wants to remind you a few words." ”

Fang Shaoying closed her eyes and snuggled in her mother's arms, as if she knew what Du Yuelin was going to say, and said with a smile: "Mom, you still take care of your brother!" He won the champion and didn't enter the office, and married an inexplicable sister-in-law, you have time to care more about your brother, my affairs have the queen mother, don't worry about it! ”

"There is the Queen Mother!" Du Yuelin's voice slowly cooled, and she said: "The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, and the son has to take care of it, and the daughter's affairs have to be taken care of." As he spoke, he pulled Fang Shaoying up from his arms and looked at Fang Shaoying with a serious face.

Looking at this posture, my mother is determined to talk to herself today.

Fang Shaoying sighed faintly in her heart, but her face showed an innocent smile like a child: "Mom, you say, I'll listen!" ”

Du Yuelin saw the cheerful smile on her daughter's face but did not reach the bottom of her eyes, and her heart felt a little cold. was supposed to be a coquettish daughter in his arms, but was forcibly sent to the palace, and in a few years, he developed a smile and a happy face, and there was a lively and willful girl who should be there...... Thinking of this, her heart felt pantothenic.

Her daughter is a piece of meat in her heart, and she will never allow anyone to hurt her!

"Ah Ying!" Du Yuelin looked at Fang Shaoying with a solemn face: "You just need to remember one thing, you are the crown princess, you are Yang Yu's wife, whether it is the Fang family or the queen mother, don't do anything, just remember your duty......"

Fang Shaoying smiled and said: "Mother, don't worry, I will remember your words, I will be a good princess, a good queen, and I will not disgrace the people of the Fang family." ”

"Queen?" Du Yuelin looked at her daughter's delicate smile, knowing that she didn't hear her words at all. She shook her head heavily: "Ah Ying, you are such a smart girl, but now you are like a bright moon and clouds, blinded by those interests...... Don't you know what path you're taking? ”

Fang Shaoying looked at her mother's solemn face and comforted her with a smile: "Mom, don't worry, since I entered the palace to accompany the Queen Mother, I know what kind of road I want to take." Don't worry, I will not let the Fang family be ruined in my hands, and I will not let my aunt's hard work be wasted......"

With a "horn" sound, Du Yuelin's palm slapped on the sturdy purple purlin wooden table: "Stupid!" ”

"Mommy!" Fang Shaoying shouted in surprise. She had never seen her mother get so angry, and in her mind, her mother had always been gentle and submissive......

Du Yuelin shook his head in disappointment: "Ah Ying, I'm afraid you don't know yet, your ninth uncle just sent his concubine's daughter Shaorui to Jiangnan Red Sleeve Academy yesterday......"

Fang Shaoying's eyebrows were raised, and the cold air gradually lingered on her eyebrows. She saw her mother's worried look and said, "Mom, don't worry, although she has the appearance of captivating the country and the city, and was given a name in the family tree by the Queen Mother, she is a concubine after all, and she is young......

"Haven't you seen the situation clearly?" Du Yuelin coldly interrupted her daughter's words, "Ah Ying, Yang Yu seems to be one year older than you, and he just turned seventeen this year!" If everything goes well, you give birth to his eldest son next year, and Yang Yu succeeds to the throne, how old will your son be? Ten, twenty, or thirty...... The emperor in the prime of the Spring and Autumn Period, the prince in the prime of life, you say, what will happen? …… You stood in front of the abyss and didn't know how to save yourself, but went around to see the girls who were qualified to enter the palace, fluttering in the wind and thinking about how to please Yang Yu. Hmph, if you only have this little bit of Taoism, this bit of expectation, I think you should not enter the palace, stay at home honestly, so as not to lose your life! ”

With a dull crashing sound, Fang Shaoying knelt down on her knees in front of her mother, her face full of cold sweat: "Mom, it's my daughter's stupid bluntness, please save me!" ”

At the same moment, in a dilapidated log cabin in Fuchun County, Shengjing's Xiaoxian County, an oil lamp like a bean shone on the young man's heroic face: "...... Why did cremation come up with it, the rebellion in the six places, the people were not living, ten rooms and nine were empty, and there was no money to buy a coffin, so everyone accepted Christian cremation...... Equality, fraternity, freedom, those who are illiterate poor people who understand, literate nobles who want to be equal to their servants, who are willing to let their children be free...... If you are willing to let me join the Church, I am willing to devote my whole life to developing Christianity and making it the number one religion in the Empire......"

The old man touched the cross on his chest, and a smile appeared in his vicissitudes of life: "What is your name?" ”

The young man thought sideways: "My surname, surname Gu, is called Gu Rishen." After saying that, he smiled as if he had thought of something, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of fearlessness, like a newborn cow or a young eagle with wings spread.