I'm here to find my son

Niu Gui at the side didn't join them in the booing, but reminded: "Axi, there are rules for apprenticeship and apprenticeship. You have to serve tea to Master Zhao. Only after offering tea can you be regarded as his proper apprentice."

"Oh." Nan Zimu lazily threw the prop sword back, and then picked up a cup of tea from the saucer held by the apprentice. The temperature of the tea was just right, not hot.

"Master, drink tea." He passed the cup of tea to Master Zhao without standing still, extremely perfunctory.

Niu Gui scolded in a low voice: "Why don't you have any rules, Jianshui, show him a demonstration."

Jianshui is a little Huadan who just came to the position recently, she looks good, she is young, and she is also very talented.The apprentices here, in terms of seriousness, no one can compare to him.

He just came to practice, and he also wore heavy makeup.I don't know how early I have to get up before I can come over with a full face of makeup.

"Yes." Jianshui Yingying said.

After he finished speaking, he knelt down, served tea, and offered tea in one go, and he couldn't be more polite.

"Look, this is called offering tea. Your movements and expressions look like offering tea." Niu Gui said, "It's not that Brother Niu is targeting you. All the apprentices here come here. You are the only one who doesn't obey the rules. How can you convince the public?"

Nan Zimu picked his eyes slowly: "It is impossible to kneel down to others. If you want to force me, I will go back to our village."

He expressed a little joy when he said this, but it was hard to hide the unquestionable eyebrows.

Tsk, it's still a hard bone.Niu Guixin said, and then said, "You don't kneel to people, do you kneel to God? Is there really gold under your knees or something?"

"That's all." Master Zhao took a sip of the tea Nan Zimu handed over to him just now, and said slowly, "Your stage name from now on will be Jinghong, how about it?"

Nan Zimu waved his hand: "Anything you want."

Xiao Zhen ran towards them from a distance, Nan Zimu rubbed oil on his feet, and said: "My son is awake, please leave."

And then just... ran back casually.

After coaxing the child, Nan Zimu was urged to come over again. Master Zhao had never encountered such a person who could be taught easily. Immediately, he was excited and pulled Nan Zimu to teach him for a day. Even Nan Zimu Go back to coax the child, and he will keep nagging beside him.

So after one day, Nan Zimu learned everything he should learn and what he shouldn't learn.

Although Niu Gui is not an actor, but after so many years of exposure, at least he is not ignorant of this aspect, and even from the reactions of Master Zhao and other apprentices, he also knows that Ah Xi's talent is extraordinary.

He hurriedly reported the matter to Lin Jiwen, Lin Jiwen smiled, with a cynical and sharp smile: "It's very interesting to learn other people's life for half their life in one day. Don't practice hard since childhood, come here to play Xiaobai here. Niu Gui , you usually have to keep an eye on him."

"Yes." Niu Gui nodded, "Master Zhao said that he is already stronger than himself, can he perform on stage in a few days?"

"Do I still need to ask? Since he can be on stage, let him be on stage." Lin Jiwen's eyes brightened, "If he rises to a famous role, our theater will definitely become famous. I am looking forward to seeing that day."

It's foggy today, back to the southern sky.

The sparrow pressed over the treetops and jumped up again, startling a few drops of dew that reflected the moonlight.

Nan Zimu was dragged by Master Zhao to practice all day long, only to feel that the bones of his whole body were brittle, and he was dragging his feet to his room.

His room was not far from the stage, and he could hear the thunderous applause from the stage.

It's the end of the song.

Nan Zimu was about to open the door and enter, but he saw a pink shadow out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw a figure in a costume, and behind him was a man in a royal blue brocade robe. , with a slightly hunched back, does not look like a young man.

Nan Zimu quietly followed, Wang Dahu followed closely behind, whispering to him, "Why don't you go back and rest?"

"Wait." Nan Zimu replied almost inaudibly.

He followed lightly, and his eyes did not relax, staring closely at the pink figure.Just as the two of them turned the corner, the pink figure turned his head slightly and licked the corner of his mouth at Nan Zimu.

Nan Zimu immediately chased after him, but unfortunately, in less than ten steps, the two disappeared around the corner.

Only five steps away from the corner, there is a dead corner with landscape paintings.

"Disappeared?" Wang Dahu said softly, "How is it possible, could it be that they are not human?"

"It's a man. I saw his face. It's the one called Jianshui in the morning. He looks very recognizable. I can't admit it." Nan Zimu licked his dry and peeling lips, "Go up and have a look Is there an agency?"

Wang Dahu stepped forward and touched the blind spot carefully, while Nan Zimu let him out.Before Wang Dahu figured out why, Nan Zimu stepped back and reminded in a low voice: "Someone is here."

"Go back first." Wang Dahu took a few steps back, clasped Nan Zimu's waist, and brought him back to the room where Xiao Huanxi was staying in an instant.

"How is it? Is there a place to find the agency?" Nan Zimu asked hastily as soon as he landed.

Wang Dahu replied in a low voice: "No, the mechanism is not outside the wall, but inside the wall."

"How to say?"

"The wall is not completely sealed. There is a small round hole. I just hid myself to see it. There is a human eye in the hole. The wall can only be opened from the inside. Do you understand?" Wang Dahu continued, "And this wall is made of bricks that have been soaked in the blood of black dogs for a day and a night. The wall coating is mixed with cinnabar. I can't get in."

Nanzi Mu Moran, black dog blood and cinnabar are used to deal with ghosts and evil spirits. Even little ghosts with little knowledge can burn them into serious injuries as long as they get close to this wall. .

Hongyu asked: "Heigouxue and Zhusha are not defensive, why are they doing so much?"

The elusive Song Ci, dressed as a mistress, quietly walked to Nan Zimu's door with food, Hongyu and Wang Dahu disappeared before he pushed the door.He came in expressionlessly, then raised his eyes to look at Nan Zimu meaningfully.

After Song Ci left, Nan Zimu opened the food box and saw a note, the content was very concise, but Nan Zimu still couldn't understand it.

Hongyu picked up the note and softly translated it to Nan Zimu: "He said that when he was delivering fruit plates to the audience, he heard one of them pointing to an actor on the stage and asking, 'What is the asking price for a night of spring festival? ’ Niu Gui replied: ‘Five silver and five taels of money.’”

"Is that business still going on here?"

Nan Zimu was not serious, and said teasingly: "This asking price is too high, the oiran of Zui Chunliu only asks this price."

"Where did you go all the time before, you squeezed into the romantic place like Qing/lou?" Wang Dahu mourned his misfortune and angrily said, "You didn't touch the girls and brothers there, did you? You are a mountain god..."

"I don't have such a good appetite." Nan Zimu interrupted him, "I just went for a walk."

Hongyu said sternly: "Since your lord said that the asking price is comparable to that of an oiran, then those who are willing to spend a lot of money to buy an opera actor for a night must not be ordinary people."

"At least not poor." Nan Zimu concluded, "Drunken Chunliu has already had enough tricks. It would be a bit far-fetched to say that this master came here to vent his desire."

Wang Dahu said: "Maybe the opera actor who ordered that cup is still a baby, so it is possible that it is more expensive."

Nan Zimu said decisively: "No, it wasn't written on Song Ci's note. This master looks so proficient, he must have come here more than once. If the price of this actor today is higher than what he used to sleep, he won't Whether you ask or not, Niu Gui will not refuse to explain. But according to Song Ci's writing, they seem to have reached some kind of wonderful consensus, ask the price and ask the price, and hit it off."

"This is really unreasonable." Hongyu nodded, agreeing with Nan Zimu's statement.

"So these people must not just come here for a night of spring dinner." Nan Zimu took a few sips of the tea Wang Dahu handed over, moistened his lips and throat, "Just now I saw people wearing royal blue clothes. That master, although he is wearing a private suit, it can be seen that it is not made of ordinary cloth."

"Well... I can see it more clearly than my lord. The clothes on his body are very similar to the material of the clothes that Mr. Song and lord wore in the Lord Hou's mansion before."

Nan Zimu thought for a moment, then blinked and said: "The princess is usually idle and bored, she likes to order new clothes for the people in the Hou Ye's courtyard, she said that she wants to make the atmosphere in the Hou Ye's courtyard more lively - she uses all the clothes from the royal family. special ingredients."

Hongyu's expression was quite brisk: "That means... there are members of the royal family among the clients who came."

"Not necessarily." Nan Zimu forced a smile, "I heard that the old emperor likes to give these royal things to officials and their families when he is happy."

There was a little sleepiness in his voice, and the flickering candle was a little blurry in his eyes.

Wang Dahu noticed his absent-mindedness, and said caringly: "Are you tired, sir? I'll make the bed for you, so you go to rest quickly, you have to get up early tomorrow morning."

Nan Zimu got up, slipped into the quilt that Wang Dahu spread out, then revealed a head and a hand, and grabbed Wang Dahu's wrist: "It's really my sweet quilt, I'll let Xiao Huanxi kiss you to make it award."

"..." Wang Dahu looked at Xiao Huanxi who was drooling and sucking his fingers, and politely rejected Nan Zimu's offer, "No...no need, he's sleepy too, don't torment the child."

After Hongyu and Wang Dahu left, Xiaozhen made a floor bunk next to Nan Zimu's bed, then lay down beside his bed and asked curiously: "My lord, you...are you really a fairy?"

"Not anymore." Nan Zimu replied lightly.