Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

Qianmai Music House.

Those participating in today's music and dance celebration are making final preparations.

Qi Luobai locked himself in the room, asked Shi Yu to watch the door, and stroked the healed scar on his upper abdomen with his hand.

"Father, I am an unfilial son who was unable to see you off to your final journey. Tonight, I am back. Please bless me to do my best, let me seek justice for you, and personally give you a grand funeral."

These days, he sent people to inquire about his father's news. After gathering information from various sources, it was found that the old Emperor Qi was bedridden and unconscious.

The court cannot be without a monarch for a day, so the regent ascended the throne and has not announced the old emperor's death yet.

Although the court officials had their doubts, as things had come to this point, no one dared to question the current emperor, and this matter became a tacit understanding between the monarch and his subjects.

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Amid the expectations of all parties, the hourglass of time continued to tick, and the emperor's birthday finally arrived.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded away, and the air was filled with a warm and restless atmosphere.

Carriages carrying officials' families drove to the music and dance hall, and heated discussions arose one after another.

Rumor has it that this is not only the emperor's birthday, but also a rare form of stage performance. Those who have noble residences are fortunate enough to be present at today's performance, which is a manifestation of the utmost honor.

The imperial guards had already arranged themselves into ranks every three steps and every five steps, surrounding the street block where the Taichang Temple was located in three layers inside and outside.

Regardless of their official rank, everyone who wanted to watch the performance had to get off the bus a hundred meters away, walk through the inspection channel to enter the performance venue, and sit down in their assigned seats.

The scene was filled with a lot of noise, adding to the heat in the air.

Many people were very emotional. There were legitimate sons and daughters who showed off that they could come to watch the performance, and there were also a few concubines who had risen to fame overnight, attracting the disdain and whispers of the well-behaved ladies and young wives of the aristocratic families. There were also housewives who were waiting in boredom and comparing their sons with their daughters.

In short, it was the first time that Nan Qi organized such an event, with the Ministry of Rites as the main body. The officials were in a panic, dizzy, and seeing stars.

When Qian You arrived with Qianmai Music Studio, he happened to encounter this chaos. He couldn't help but smile as he secretly observed the security measures around him.

Qiao Nan did not participate in the performance. Her task today was to coordinate and gather information, and to assist Qiao Mu in the infiltration of the periphery.

At this time, they had already mastered the access routes from the Imperial Palace to the Taichang Temple and the defensive deployment around the Taichang Temple.

About five thousand people were deployed on the roads leading in and out of the palace.

Among them, there were about a thousand soldiers outside the Taichang Temple, who worked with the Ministry of Rites to maintain order. There were hundreds of people inside the performance venue, hiding in various places.

The on-site inspection was very strict but there were many loopholes. Qian You had already seen their people sneaking into the venue, and everyone was using specific gestures to convey information.

Today, Tianyi Restaurant spent a large sum of money to bribe officials from the Ministry of Rites and was able to deliver chilled food to the spectators in the form of takeout. Nearly a hundred people were already shuttling between the entrance and the venue, wearing uniform vests and moving relatively freely.

As a participating performance team, Qianmai Music Club has a separate passage leading directly to the backstage.

The two huge rooms are the rest areas of the Palace Music Hall and the Red Moon Music Hall.

The next few small rooms are where the artists change their costumes. The route from the backstage to the stage is relatively simple and the distance is very short. From the rest area, you can hear the bustling noise in the performance hall.

When Qian You arrived, Xiao Hongyu had not come yet.

The artists at Hongxiaoyuan had long been accustomed to their master's absence, and were busy preparing for their performances, only simply saying hello to the people at Qianmai Music House.

Taichang Temple Minister Tang Zhi is the busiest person today.

God knows, organizing a music and dance competition according to the rules, but also taking on such a grand event as the palace banquet celebration, and the famous matchmaker in the world of martial arts will personally perform and lead the dance. He has been anxious for several days and has been unable to eat or sleep.

Tang Zhi had dark bags under his eyes and a big blister at the corner of his mouth, which was dryly stuck to his lips. He trotted to the backstage rest area.

"Mrs. Yue, you are here."

When he saw Qian You, his heart calmed down a little, and his eyes were busy searching for the unique red figure.

"Mrs. Yue, has Mrs. Hong not arrived yet?"

He asked cautiously, feeling very nervous.

The superior asked him to confirm whether Hongniangzi was present, and he had to confirm it before he could reply.

"I didn't come with Red Lady. She should be here soon."

Qian You knew that Sister Hongyu had been at Tianyi Restaurant these days and had become obsessed with the art of brewing wine.

She asked Qiao Nan to prepare a separate room for her, where she would eat and sleep.

"Can you confirm when she'll arrive? It's almost time."

"If you're worried, I'll have someone go check it out. I happened to have left some equipment here and need someone to go back and get it."

"Okay, okay, Madam Yue, thank you for your hard work. Please hurry up and urge her to come. As long as she can come, everything will be fine."

"Sure. But the entrance inspection is too complicated. Lady Hong has a bad temper. If she gets angry and leaves, I won't be able to keep her."

Qian You spoke casually, glancing at Tang Zhi's waist.

"Yes, yes, this is the first time I organize such an event. I have no experience. Here is the token. When the matchmaker comes, your people show the token and let them in immediately. Let them in immediately."

Tang Zhi respectfully took off the token from his waist and presented it with both hands.

Lady Yue was so nice to remind him at the right time.

If Hongniang saw that the inspection at the door was complicated and went back in anger, wouldn't everyone in the Taichang Temple have to bear the wrath of the emperor?

"Okay then, I'll arrange for someone to go and urge her right away and make sure the performance won't be delayed."

Qian You took the token and responded reluctantly.

"thanks, thanks!"

Lord Tang left quickly and ran to report to Minister Cao.

Qian You shook the token in his hand casually, called someone over and whispered to him, saying that he had been worrying about how everyone's weapons would get in, and now the problem was easily solved.

As the four pieces of music and dance by Hongyue Music Band required stage setting, the performance order was concentrated at the end, with Hongxiaoyuan and Qianmai Music Band each performing two pieces of music and dance, alternating between them. "Ten Sides of Ambush" was ranked first, and "Thousand-Handed Guanyin" was ranked third, which was the second to last.

As the eunuch sang in unison, "His Majesty has arrived!", the front scene gradually became quiet.

Hundreds of people who had been seated hurriedly stood up and knelt.

A simple ceremonial procession entered from the main entrance of the music and dance hall, and walking in the front was a tall and slender middle-aged man.

Qian You looked through the crack in the backstage door and it was pretty much as he had imagined, with a face with clear lines and high brow bones, eyes that looked deep and cold.

He has broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Although he is approaching middle age, he has not a trace of fat. His posture is upright and his steps are powerful, which shows that he maintains the habit of practicing martial arts on a daily basis.

Qi Luobai, who was prying open the door with her, looked a little pale. His hands were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white and he couldn't stop shaking.

Qian You's small hand covered his cold white big hand, and a warm warmth soothed Qi Luobai's nerves. His trembling dissipated and gradually subsided.

The grandstand in the main hall was temporarily modified. The wide space in the middle was surrounded into a semicircle. Officials and their families sat on both sides and in the back, with seats in each mansion and arranged according to the size of their official positions.

The stage is rectangular and much higher than the stands, but there is still a slight height difference with the emperor's seat. This form is indeed more conducive to viewing.

The light projected from somewhere above the stage, contrasting with the existing simple background arrangement, was indeed different from the ordinary brothels. It looked solemn and elegant, giving people the feeling that it was something that could only be viewed from a distance and not desecrated.