Lin Manliu looked for the voice, and saw a man with black and red coat in a black and red coat walking out of a private room on the second floor of the restaurant.

Is it the evil Pei Yiqing? He once appeared here, why did he speak for this singing troupe? With this in mind, the young man in the short shirt began to look at the person in front of him

"Tricksters" speculate. Bu Shenghua raised his head at the same time, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the folding fan in his hand was twisted open again.

As the folding fan shook, he spoke: "Your Excellency is not the nursery invited by Qingjiang... Are you in such a hurry to bite someone? Pei Yiqing chuckled, wrapped up his sleeves with both hands, and walked down from the second floor without slowing or hurrying.

"Before everyone pointed out where the praise and criticism of this play were, they began to speak disappointingly, and then they were so scholars who couldn't look down on the number of plays, shouldn't they change it?" Bu Shenghua heard this, and was even more convinced in his heart that this person was just to help Qing Jiangyin, and the folding fan in his hand was lifted forward, pointing in the direction where the red and black coat was.

"I didn't want to tear down this stage, if you have to meet your face, you will be shameless!" The words of the two gradually became-for-tat, and the guests who watched the play also became interested, and the masters who were about to leave the table leaned back in their chairs again, preparing to start this new off-stage play.

The corner on the standing platform, seeing that passers-by were involved, he was about to step down to dissuade him. saw the black and red coat raise his hand and wave, making a gesture of refusal.

"Mr. Su only needs to take care of the drama on stage, and Pei will solve the off-stage affairs by himself!" Pei Yiqing walked down the steps and looked at each other at eye level.

The people on the stage had to clasp their fists and salute, and remained in place. Bu Shenghua smiled contemptuously: "It's very righteous, are you ready?" Bu Mou is not talented, but he can point out a little bit..."Pei Yiqing also smiled: "Then please!" Step sublimation fiddled with the handle in his hand

The folding fan of "Flowers in One Step", shaking his head, began to speak... Qingjiang introduced this play, and the first half happened to be heard in his early years.

It's nothing more than mixing all the idle books and books in the market, and finally piecing together an omniscient and omnipotent corner.

At the same time, the story itself is even more boring, with the blessing of luck, connections, and relationships from all parties, who can't succeed as the horn?

So why spend pen and ink on the composition of the opera and perform it? My generation has been studying the script for many years, and I only need to take a minute and a half of pen and ink between my chest and abdomen, and I can write ten and a hundred articles at will.

Today, listening to the second half of the paragraph, there is no novelty at all, and the previous content is slightly modified and put on the table.

Such a clumsy work, I step by step sublimation can not be evaluated? Such a clumsy work, you can force it up? Is this kind of clumsy work satisfactory to everyone in the building?

With the last three questions raised, Bu Shenghua folded the folding fan and pointed straight to Pei Yiqing's door. At this time, in his mind, the man did not know how to answer, and began to be overstretched.

But what he heard was Pei Yiqing's leisurely ask, "You're done, right?" Bu Shenghua tilted his head and responded: "Yes, it's your turn..."Pei Yiqing took a step forward, and then began to speak.

First, you said that this play is all pieced together from idle books in the market, but it does not say that it encompasses the strengths of hundreds of schools, and integrates the things that my generation of idlers like to see the most.

Could it be that in the past, everyone used the waking wood to slap and make a catchy sound, and this is not the one that attracted the shouts from the audience?

Second, you understand the content of the play from your personal point of view, in your opinion, those blessings can be put in the moment to make one person successful, so that one person can find out the truth in the play?

It's nothing more than your personal misinterpretation, you didn't have hope for this scene from the beginning, and you were able to see it with such an attitude?

Third, if you are really a great talent, why do you deign to be here at this time, hiding in the crowd to listen to music and watch plays?

In my opinion, when I was really touted, I felt that I was the first person in the past! Every time the man in the black and red coat spoke, he took a step forward.

By the end of his words, he had already stood in front of the sublimation, his eyes fixed on the other party's face, and his heart was against the folding fan.

Bu Shenghua forced his composure, his head was biased outside the door of the restaurant, and he didn't look at Pei Yiqing or the stage.

The horn on the stage, who was called Mr. Su, saw that he didn't respond, so he was ready to thank Pei Yiqing.

"More of this son to break the siege, in fact, what the son said, all the people here, as long as you have seen it a few years ago and come here today, you all know what kind of story my Qingjiang quote book is, and today's farce is mostly mediocre people disturbing themselves..."

"Mediocrity disturbs themselves", but it hits directly at Bu Shenghua's heart. He looked back at the stage with a hideous face, and his breathing began to look a little cramped.

"Su Yiying... I don't dare say yes! You don't understand what you're singing in this play! Pei Yiqing's face turned cold, and the black and red sleeves raised his hand and waved, directly locking Bu Shenghua's wrist.

The strength in his hand immediately came out, and the step-by-step man who reacted a little slower looked back at the man in front of him with a stunned face.

Because of the pain in his wrist, the folding fan fell to the ground. Bu Shenghua struggled to speak: "One on the stage... Dare to talk about the drama of the court... Downstage... Annoyed and angry..."He firmly believed in his heart that there were many people here, and the person in front of him would definitely not dare to touch him at will.

Pei Yiqing said coldly: "I didn't mention it before, isn't it the suspicion that the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry at this time?" Bu Shenghua listened to the words of the man in front of him, and the pain in his wrist became a little stronger.

He forcibly shouted again: "You Qingjiang dare to use opera... Ironize the grand scene of today's two saints! As soon as these words came out, the people who had been watching the excitement couldn't help but stiffen.

This kind of talk is not something that can be said at will and deducted from others at will. Even if the Jianghu sects in the south have more power to speak than the government, the world is hot and sunny after all, and the surname Xia is after all.

The face of Mr. Su on the stage also began to become solemn, because it is true that the end of this play is that he, the person who killed his mother, is the biological father of the person in the play.

And the status of the two in the play is the same as the dragon and phoenix supreme. Pei Yiqing let go of Bu Shenghua's hand, and the latter was determined that he had the upper hand at the moment.

As long as he fanned the flames in the building later, he was afraid that this Qingjiang would be planted under his mouth.

Regarding these temple matters, Lin Manliu still heard some of them in the chatter of the old liar and Mr. Mo.

The two saints in the mouth of the world today are talking about the current situation of the Xia family's son of heaven and his queen.

It is said that since the queen entered the palace, the Son of Heaven seems to be the only one in her heart, and there is only the Son of Heaven in her eyes.

At first, the ministers were still afraid of whether it would hinder the Son of Heaven from handling political affairs, but later they only said that his talents were not weak and the country was not weak.

Since the first year of Shengyang, the Son of Heaven has dealt with political affairs in front of the palace with the queen. Every time the review is recited, the queen reads it first, and if there are cumbersome rules, they will be presented to the Son of Heaven, and the wisdom of the two has created the scorching sun at this moment.

And so there is this

"Two saints are in the court", but if there is anything wrong with the queen, I am afraid that there are no heirs so far... Thinking of this, Lin Manliu couldn't help but look at Pei Yiqing.

He was a little curious, but this one was evil

How should the "trick doctor" debunk his claims. The man in the black and red coat didn't make too many movements, just looked at Su Yiying on the stage and saluted him.

"Mr. Su, I have forgotten a little about the drama in the early years, can I trouble Mr. Su to sing a few words, it is the part that ends with the truth..."

Singing is what the biological mother thinks in her heart, and what she says is the obsession in the heart of the biological father. The thoughts in the hearts of the two changed from the initial fit to one, to a disagreement, and then to the end, the biological father personally ordered someone to wipe him out for the power in his hands.

At the end of the song, the play is over. Su Yiying folded her hands in front of her lips and saluted everyone in the audience.

Pei Yiqing opened his mouth and asked, "This is what everyone said... Irony of today's grand scene? Bu Shenghua forced his mouth and said, "Isn't it! Didn't the men and women in the play imply that I had a dislike for the 'two saints', and these words fell into the hands of the government, look at what kind of crime you should be guilty of! The man in the black and red coat's face sank, and he was about to grasp the step sublimation again.

The boy in the short shirt stepped out of the crowd with one step.

"There is such a reversal of black and white in Hangzhou City, playing with right and wrong, I have never heard of Yijian Villa..."Lin Manliu said loudly.

Yijian Villa? These four words were like a hammer hitting Bu Shenghua's head, although he had hung the Son of Heaven, the Empress, and the official mansion in his mouth before.

But that is all to take the opportunity to exert pressure, to say that in the city of Hangzhou at this moment, the Yanyang soldiers are coming, and there may not be a good Yijian Villa.

Bu Shenghua forced his composure and said: "You reckless rivers and lakes, do you want to suffer together?" Lin Manliu stretched out his little thumb with one hand, but he dug it out in his ear.

"The boy is standing far away, and his ears are a little back... I can also hear what Mr. Su is singing, you are the only one who is pretending to be confused... Why bother? Bu Shenghua took a step back and said, "You... And you... It's to pretend to be confused! The short-shirted young man took a few more steps forward, and after five or six steps away from Pei Yiqing, he stood still and stopped moving forward.

At this time, it is unknown what the purpose of this person is, and it is unreliable and too close. Lin Manliu said loudly: "What Mr. Su sang is a matter of regret that the two of them have a disagreement in their ideas, and it is intended to remind and persuade us, what is the implication?" Or is it a little more mixed in everyone's minds, and it means more to listen to it..."Pei Yiqing continued: "Isn't it because everyone has objections to today's political affairs in their hearts, so they will think like this?" Bu Shenghua was agitated by this remark, and the whole person fell backwards, and said in a trembling voice: "You two don't want to be honest!" The man in the black and red coat clapped his hands, and a middle-aged man walked out of the private room on the second floor.

Although the man was in ordinary clothes, he was immediately recognized. It's the thorn of Hangzhou City!

"Step by step, discuss the government in vain in the public, let's go with this official!" As soon as Hangzhou Thorn Shi spoke, he went downstairs directly to the restaurant.

This sudden change shocked everyone present, not to mention that he had sublimated. The young man in the short shirt bowed his head and spoke: "The problem of being a good teacher and forcibly misinterpreting everyone has to be changed in the future..."