Reborn Bastard Supreme

"Brother Xiao, why should you be angry?" Gu Zhisu saw Xiao Ye coming towards this direction, but he didn't even notice that Murong Yi, who was sitting on the opposite side without speaking, interrupted Xiao Ye's words in an instant, and raised his finger with a smile. The man on the opposite side said, "There is still Mr. Murong here, Brother Xiao, why don't you show your respects first?"

As soon as Xiao Ye heard the words Mr. Murong, his back stiffened. He immediately turned his head to look at Murong Yi, and he let out a breath after a long time. He suppressed the anger on his face, regained his demeanor of a famous son, and bowed his hands slightly. He lowered his body and greeted him: "I have seen Mr. Xiao."

Murong noticed that he lowered his body, with a look of more respect than familiarity, a dark light flashed in the bottom of his eyes again, he stood up and raised his hand to help him: "Young Master Xiao, you are welcome."

Before she finished speaking, Xiao Yeyi straightened up and put down her arched hands. When Murong Yi's fingers slipped down, she accidentally touched his fingers. The two of them had a meal almost at the same time. After a while, they both seemed to be fine. Separate touching hands.

Because Xiao Ye turned his back to Gu Zhisu, even Gu Zhisu didn't notice that in this short period of time, the fingers between the two touched, and only Xin Yuanan straightened his slightly crooked body. He smiled thoughtfully.

The four of them sat down separately, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, a bell rang outside, seven times in a row.

As soon as Gu Zhisu heard the voice, he glanced at Murong Yi, and asked with a smile: "It's time outside, shall we listen to the play first?" The four of them stood up together, walked through the secret door to behind the bead curtain, From a distance, behind the bead curtain at the other end, the figure of Mr. Zhongyi was looming, but Gu Zhisu didn't want to hide at this time, and looked down faintly. Blocked him, but Gu Zhisu pulled the sleeves.

"Stay back a bit, don't let him see it."

Xin Yuanan knew that he was worried that Lord Zhongyi would think of the relationship between Rong'an Theater and him when he saw him, but he didn't move at all. Xiao Ye was a little impatient seeing this scene, and pulled him back , Standing in front of the two of them again, Xin Yuanan lowered his head, grabbed Gu Zhisu's wrist and asked, "Why is Mr. Zhongyi here?"

Before Gu Zhisu could answer, Murong Yi walked over with a smile, stood beside Xiao Ye, and also helped them to cover his body, and said in a low voice: "He was invited by me, so he will be here——Loyalty, public love For fun, the entire Ming Dynasty knows that if you don't post a post for him, Rong'an Theater will offend him, I am a small school secretary, I dare not be so bold."

Gu Zhisu saw that although Murong Yi was a twin, he faced Duke Zhongyi without fear, and couldn't help but sighed very lightly.

Murong Yi is a direct descendant of the Murong family. Even if Duke Zhongyi was greedy, he would not dare to force Murong Yi. Even if he came here because he had thoughts on Murong Yi, he would not show anything on his face. Rong'an Theater has just opened Not long after, if Mr. Zhongyi came, his reputation would increase a lot, and now everyone in the streets and alleys would know that it was an opera poster from Rong'an Theater when they saw the name-giving poster.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhisu looked at the man standing opposite with his brows not loosened, held his fingers with his backhand, lowered his voice and said with a smile: "Don't worry, even if he sees me, he doesn't know me—— What's more, after the incident with Prince Bao, Duke Zhongyi would not dare to casually try to win over the twins."

Xin Yuan'an thought that he was in the palace, let Lianzhu frame Xin Linhua, and actually got Zhongyi Gong and Xin Linhua together. Although no one talked about this matter, the news in the palace spread privately. Now there are a few people who know about it. The ministers who wanted to marry Prince Bao have already put their minds to rest, and their attitudes have also changed accordingly.

A trace of darkness flashed across Mo Lan's eyes, Xin Yuan'an slowly turned his head, fixedly stared at the opposite side, and the figure of Mr. Zhongyi said: "You just need to know what's in your heart."

When Murong Yi heard that the conversation between the two had stopped, he turned around with a smile, lowered himself down to find a seat and sat down, then raised his hand and patted it, signaling to the servants waiting outside to come in and serve everyone's refreshments. Then he took out the jade fan from his sleeve, and tapped the stage downstairs: "Everyone, the show is about to start, sit down and talk."

As soon as Xiao Ye heard what he said, he sat down and picked up the teacup in silence. He didn't know what he was thinking at the moment. Xin Yuanan and Gu Zhisu had just talked, and there was silence at this time, and they all went to I looked at the lobby below.

In the lobby below, reminded by the bell just now, it has gradually quieted down, the candles in the theater are extinguished one by one, and the golden lotus in the pond, under the control of a few servants, gradually rises and blooms golden The petals were dangling out of the inside, and there was still a faintly glowing blue flame, illuminating the ice-like jade stage on the water.

There was a sound of tinkling water droplets. They were dressed in a water-blue tulle dress with a floor-length tulle, and they were wearing pure white single clothes. The twins with light makeup and beautiful faces, with golden bells hanging on their bare feet, walked towards the center of the stage step by step. Go, when he opened his mouth to speak, everyone was shocked, and they began to discuss in low voices under the stage.

Murong Yi listened for a while with his arms propped up, then suddenly turned his head to look at Gu Zhisu, lowered his voice and asked with a smile: "Actually, I've always been curious about this so-called Western opera, and where did Mr. Gu get it?"

Western opera.

This kind of play was originally passed down from the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it was probably ten years after the previous life that the book was circulated in the market. He was a concubine at the time, and after he got it by accident, it was like a treasure. Later, he and Xin Linhua wrote plays together, but they also sold a few copies in Mingdu, and got a lot of applause.

There are no Western operas in Mingdu today. This kind of chanting is so many, and the singing is different from the past. It is very similar to the repertoire of singing ditties. It will definitely attract the love of many princes at the beginning. However, there are a lot of movements on the screen. If you want to teach it, it will take a day. Gu Zhisu knew what he wanted to ask, lowered his eyelashes and curled his lips: "Mr. Murong can make a lot of money every day as long as he relies on this drama, why bother to pursue the drama itself? Where did it come from?"

"makes sense."

Murong Yi didn't see any flaws on his face, so she had to turn back with a smile again, twirled the jade fan with her fingers and patted it lightly, after a while, raised the corner of the fan slightly, and nodded towards a corner below.

"It's just that although I haven't seen this kind of play before, it's not just these people who enter the theater. The princes and officials who don't look down on low-level people, look at the person sitting in the corner, he is the biggest in Mingdu. The shopkeeper of Fuxiyuan, the theater, came here with great effort, just to see what Rong'anyuan is singing."

Gu Zhisu looked in the direction he was pointing, his eyes flickered for a moment, and he quickly regained his usual calmness: "The novelty of this Western opera is the most important thing, and it will not be novelty until it is learned by others, but the ones sold in Rong'an Theater are not Novelty—I have invited so many princes and nobles, and made so many famous tricks, does Mr. Murong still think it's just for a show?"

Although the voices of the two were kept low, among the four in the room, Xiao Ye and Xin Yuan'an were not bad at martial arts. Hearing this, the two quickly looked at each other, and then turned their eyes silently. Murong Yi didn't notice their movements. Putting his fingers on the teacup and tapping lightly, he looked straight at Gu Zhisu and narrowed his eyes: "Mr. Gu's words—" "Drunkards don't want to drink." Gu Zhisu turned his head and looked at him, the corners of his eyes There is a smile on the brows, but there is no curvature on the lips, although the voice is light but deep, "What Mr. Murong wants, and what Gu wants, are all in this theater, why don't we get what we need?"

Murong Yi frowned slightly, glanced not far away, lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking, and Xin Yuan'an, who didn't look in this direction, suddenly approached Gu Zhisu's ear, and asked word by word: "I just don't know what Gu Zhisu is doing. What the young master wants is people, or more glory and wealth?"

"I just want him to be able to sit in that seat one day." Gu Zhisu's long eyelashes drooped, just as the singing voice below him sounded, covering his specially low voice, "No matter what I will pay for this cost."

Murong Yi took a deep look at him, a bit of astonishment appeared in his eyes, but then disappeared, and a sigh appeared on the corner of his lips: "Think about it, if he becomes the emperor, you may not be so... Maybe it will—" "At this point, no matter for him or for me, there is no turning back."

Gu Zhisu closed his eyes.

The bead curtain was gently brushed by the breeze, and there was a ding ding dong dong sound, matching the libretto below, the soft words whispered very pleasantly.

"If things change, even this life will be paid back."

Xin Yuanan was different from him from beginning to end.

Gu Zhisu sat on the chair peacefully, Murong Yi seemed to be heard by her ears, and the sigh that had not yet been withdrawn, as if she hadn't heard anything, she twisted her sleeves with her fingers, and casually listened to the song below .

Even if he didn't have that seat, he could still leave the Gu family, or be a wandering wild crane for the rest of his life, or go back to Dazhou with Qionghua, to see what kind of person his biological parents are.

But if this is the case, there will no longer be that person in his later life.

The fingers were covered with a burst of warmth, and the corners of the twirled clothes were pulled away. When I looked up, I saw the man was concerned and had a soft gaze.

Gu Zhisu suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and held his fingers with his backhand.

However, if the person in front of him couldn't reach that seat, he would end up with a dead end.

He will not lose.

Seeing him smiling at her, Xin Yuanan's eyes deepened. Just when he was about to raise his hand to pull him, Gu Zhisu let go of his hand again, and then moved closer to Murong Yi's side to talk. The Prince's Highness looked a little more gloomy, and stared fiercely at Xiao Ye, who was sitting not far away and was innocent and hated.