"Yu Hua, what did the young marshal order?"

After Ji Zhuo left, the owner of the pear orchard, that is, the head of this troupe, walked in front of Yu Hua, this person's surname is Li, his beard is gray, but his spirit looks good.

His servants called him "Master".

In this era, Jiao'er is called "boss".

"Just a casual conversation about a few personal matters."

Yu Hua's words were a bit perfunctory and worthless, but his expression was still as deferential as usual.

I don't see anything out of the ordinary.

Master Li didn't show any displeasure, and even kindly advised: "The young marshal's private affairs are really not suitable for discussion, you yourself mention the spirit of the twelve, don't offend the nobles." ”

"Remember that you and the whole garden are both prosperous and loss-in."

"Yes."

Yu Hua nodded yes, but there was a sneer in his heart.

It's easy to be prosperous.

As for all losses?

really offended people, Master Li would push him out to prevent the disaster without saying a word, and then pick himself and the entire troupe clean.

He is the only one who suffers.

The name is good, abandon the pawn to protect the car.

This kind of thing has happened a lot.

On the one hand, I hope that the drama under my hand will catch nobles and benefit himself, but on the other hand, he will abandon those who have no value.

Yu Hua lowered his eyes and hid the faint mockery in his eyes.

Master Li, it's rare to be so pleasant.

Power is such a good thing.

If you get a little bit of it, it will cause people to change their faces.

The face of a person is really faster than the face-changing skill of singing Sichuan opera.

At the beginning, he was sold by a beggar to Master Li.

With a group of children who were sold to him, learning drama with him, it sounds like half a master, but it's just for a good word.

Master Li's teachings are so strict that they are almost cruel.

Children with poor singing talent and poor appearance died under his beating and torture.

Some talents are his cash cows.

is also like Yu Hua, if he is valuable to live longer, if he didn't become a horn at the beginning, with his appearance, Master Li would still be reluctant to kill him, but he would sell him to a rich and noble family, or in a kiln.

Let him live rather than die.

Even if he becomes a corner, he can still sell it.

For example, the second master Zhang of Suling City, invited him to Zhang's house to sing two days ago, whether he was singing or something else, it is unknown.

Yu Hua didn't respond, but Second Master Zhang started from Master Li.

I don't know what benefits were promised.

Let Master Li order that he must go to Zhang's house.

And now......

Originally, the day to go to Zhang's house was set for this afternoon, but Master Li still didn't say anything, Yu Hua knew the reason in his heart, it was just that he was worried about offending Xi Zhuo.

But he still knowingly asked.

"Master, are you still going to this Zhang family?"

The tone is still deferential, but with a hidden needle.

Master Li's face stiffened, but he didn't show the embarrassment that Yu Hua expected, but sighed happily.

"People are dead, what are they going to do?"

Yu Hua was stunned suddenly, Second Master Zhang, who was still in front of him a few days ago, and couldn't jump forever, died like this?

"This ...... Master, what's going on? ”

This is not something that cannot be said, almost everyone who is well-informed outside knows it, so Master Li talked to him, and his expression seemed to be a little palpitating.

"Just this morning, the people under the young marshal went to raid Zhang's house, and killed Second Master Zhang with one shot."

“……”

Yu Hua was silent for a moment.

Originally, before Ji Zhuo left, he casually dropped a threatening sentence of "life is like a play", and the shadow left on him has not yet dissipated.

At this time, Master Li's news.

It suddenly sent a chill down his spine.

What does this mean?

Ji Zhuo listened to him sing on stage leisurely, and at the same time asked people to raid other people's homes.

Yu Hua was stunned at the slightest sign that she was going to kill, but she didn't notice it, it was too light.

It's scary to think about.

Kill people without blinking, eat people without salt.

"Master, do you know why?"

Yu Hua asked thoughtfully.

"It's not that it has anything to do with the Zhang family."

When Master Li said this, he suddenly felt a little palpitating, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and secretly rejoiced in his heart.

Fortunately, Yu Hua didn't have time to go to Zhang's house, if he really went to this trip, it is estimated that it will not only be Zhang's family who will be copied.

His pear orchard is in danger.

Fortunately, it didn't work out.

"In short, this young marshal is not easy to get along with, you should be careful." Don't overturn the car, it will hurt him.

"Also, don't have anything to do with the surname."

Master Li admonished.

When he said that the surname was Zhang, he was naturally referring to Zhang Yongji's remnants.

Since he sprung up and killed Zhang Yongji, he has never planned to let go of Zhang Yongji's remnants.

It has profoundly practiced the life principle that the grass must be eradicated.

But Fan has something to do with Zhang Yongji.

Basically, it is not good to die.

"Yes."

Yu Hua nodded meekly on the surface, and in his eyes covered by his long eyelashes, there was a mockery.

At that time, he was talking to Ji Zhuo.

The people next to him were far away, and the scene was chaotic, and the gunshots were screaming one after another.

So at that time, the one who heard his identity clearly.

There are only a few subordinates around him, and others don't know about it.

If he told Master Li at this time that Zhang Yongji, whom he avoided like a flood beast, was his father by blood, I don't know what kind of expression he would show.

I'm afraid I'll be scared.

Maybe kill him

Or tie him up in front of the young marshal.

Let her kill him.

No matter how much he wanted to deny it.

He is the son of Zhang Yongji.

At that time, the moment his identity was revealed, he didn't think that he would survive, but now not only survived, but also became popular all over the country.

It is even rumored that he has a leg with her.

One way or another.

What was once superficial contempt becomes a compliment.

Those who coveted his appearance were long gone.

As far as Master Li is concerned, he has shown a flattery.

It made him feel like he was in a trance.

It's almost intoxicating.

But every time I see her, that trance will dissipate.

Her nonchalant coldness told him.

It is only an illusion to live glamorously.

All the flattering and flattering faces are only because of her favor.

He is still a lowly actor.

And how much she admired him in front of people.

It's so cool behind your back.

She pampered him on her face, just to put him on the cusp of the storm and make him a target to lure the snake out of the hole.

That's all.

After using it.

What will happen to him?

Yu Hua was a little dazed, his body suddenly felt tired, and a thick weakness rose in his heart.

His life.

Since that big war.

and it is no longer his own.

When he was young, he was the beggar who picked him up.

Later, it was Master Li's.

Now it's probably the young marshal's.

In short, he has never lived involuntarily.

Dressed in a glamorous costume, he sang the words of the planned play with excellent skills like a marionette on stage.

Singing and playing, every step, every sound.

It's all been planned for a long time.

He can only follow the steps.

Just like his fate, it has been planned for a long time.

Sometimes, he really hates the taste of being controlled by others, but he wants to break free, but he can't do anything

...

In the afternoon, after destroying the Zhang family.

Ji Zhuo came to him again.

At this time, Yu Hua had just stepped down from the stage and was removing his makeup, and the robe on his body had already been replaced by him, leaving only a pure white middle coat, his heavy head and face had also been taken off, and his black hair was leaning behind him like a waterfall.

The loose clothes made him look a little thin.

There was also oil paint on the stage to cover this face, and after removing it, you will find that his face is always a little pale.

With the pity of the weak.