atypical beauty

??Jiang Duming sat watching tea in the young marshal's mansion. The long-winded talk of the people next to him didn't reach his ears, but he was still annoyed by the noise.He put down the tea cover without much interest, suddenly lost in thought, thinking about what happened in the Baimen Ballroom today.

??Mr. Ye's family first saw him as an embroidered pillow with flowers on his mouth. He talked and laughed with the dancer Yan Yan in the ballroom, and he didn't know the heights of the world when he exposed the scars of Wang Shao.Who knew he had such a good skill? He was not like an ordinary young master from a rich family.

?? But after all, he is still a guy who indulges in pleasure and dreams.

?? "Mr. Xu,?" The adjutant saw his impatience with the conversation, looked at the people next to him, and said, "It's getting late."

?? These words clearly drive away the guests, making Mr. Xu blush, but the Young Marshal's Mansion has the confidence, so he can only walk away respectfully.

?? Mr. Xu came here to find out what the young commander said. In Haicheng, people called him Xu Laosan. Enter the Young Marshal's Mansion for a chat.

"The current situation is turbulent and the mountains and rivers are precarious. It's a dirty thing to get promoted and make a fortune?" The adjutant spat in the direction Xu Laosan left, "Also worthy of talking with the general."

?? "It's nothing unusual." Jiang Duming took a sip from the teacup beside him, with a calm expression, "What are you here to report?"

??It was very dark outside, and the front of the Marshal's Mansion was silent. ?The lights were brightly lit, and the guards stood upright at the door, making passers-by feel a chilling air.

"Oh, it's Miss Chen's business!" The adjutant remembered why he came here, slapped his head and quickly took out a document, and pushed it in front of Jiang Duming, "There seems to be something wrong with her identity, the Qing embassy entrusts you... ..."

"Since they want to find out the details," Jiang Duming looked at the tea leaves floating in the teacup and said with a sneer, "then I will save it. Pass on the original words and tell them not to use Xu Laosan and his ilk to disgust people .”

??Is this the first sentence or the last sentence? Does it mean to protect Miss Chen, or not to bother the general again??The adjutant thought for a while, seeing the general's eyes were full of anger, he didn't dare to ask, and decided to pass it on.

?? "Prepare the car, go to Liyuan to meet you." Jiang Duming rubbed his brows, his original suspicion deepened.It is impossible for a weak woman who sings to be targeted by Qingguo, there must be something strange in it.Now that he has doubts, he will first find out tonight.

?? On the road in the middle of the night, the number of people has decreased a lot. The drunks who came home late are lying on the side of the street, as if they are going to die of drunkenness tonight.The night wind was so strong that it shook the cardboard of the shop.After the hustle and bustle ceased, the street scene became somewhat bleak.

??The car drove across the road, and after a while, it stopped outside the troupe.The adjutant opened the door and got out of the car, approached and knocked on the door.Jiang Duming sat in the car, looking up at the theater through the window.

?? There are golden and red lanterns hanging on both ends, which looks very festive, but the walls are dusty, obviously it has been a few years old.

??The adjutant knocked on the vermilion quaint door, and the door opened with a creak. A handsome child was looking at the adjutant inside, wearing patched clothes, and asked him crisply: "Come to the theater in the middle of the night? Thank you."

?? "Tell your class leader to come out," the adjutant said, paused, and took out a silver ingot and a seal, "he will know it after seeing it."

?? Seeing the silver ingot, the child's eyes lit up, he reached out to take it, glanced at the adjutant, thanked him, turned his head and ran away in a hurry.

??The class leader is sitting under the stage, watching Ye Fanxing in plain clothes and reading the lyrics under the lamp. The costumes have already been put aside, but the makeup has not been washed off.After a while, people should go back.The team leader was yawning and was very sleepy. At this moment, the gatekeeper Xiaoliuzi ran back happily.

"Team leader, there is a rich man outside who wants me to show you this," Little Six handed the seal to the headmaster, and reluctantly handed over the silver ingot in the other hand, "Xiao Cui and the others haven't seen it for a long time. I have bought new clothes, and I will give them the money as well.”

The leader took the silver ingot and looked at the seal. He was startled before he could distinguish it carefully, and hurriedly sent it back to Xiaoliuzi: "This is a big man, a member of the young marshal's mansion, return this thing quickly, please People come in!"

??Seeing the little six sons carefully leaving with the seal in their hands, the class leader was still a little overwhelmed, thinking to himself whether he was going to get rich or suffer disaster.If he offends the Young Marshal's Mansion, even ten theater troupes might not be enough to pay.

??Under the shadow of the lamp, Ye Fanxing put down his notebook and asked, "Where did you spend the money you earned from these trips? You didn't even add any clothes?"

?? It is rare for him to say so much in the audience, which really surprised the class leader. After hearing the last sentence, the class leader smiled coyly: "You are selling seats, but it makes money quickly and spends money quickly. Clothes are not If you have to add something, it's better to add a few more meats to the team."

?? This is also true.Ye Fanxing froze for a moment, stopped asking questions, and then looked down at the notebook.

?? At this time, the footsteps of Xiaoliuzi came from afar.The class leader got up and went out to meet him, smiling all over his face, he thought he was a nobleman from the young marshal's mansion, but now he saw that he was wearing a black overcoat with long boots, his eyes were deep and his nose was indifferent, and he was wearing the officer's black leather gloves, this— —

??It was the young marshal who came in person!

??Even if the ancestral graves of the three generations smoked, the class leader would never have thought of such an honor. He didn't know whether to be more surprised or more pleased, just like seeing King Yama, speechless and dumbfounded.

??Jiang Duming didn't care about this episode, and looked sharply at the person under the lamp in the theater. He saw that person with black hair and plain clothes, quietly reading the playbook, resting his fingers on his forehead, lazy and undisciplined, but because of his thin body High-spirited.

??As if he heard the movement, the man turned around and looked over. The thick makeup concealed his true face. He saw a pair of clear eyes like a knife's edge reflecting peach blossoms, and his black hair was tied casually with a rope.

??Jiang Duming squeezed his fingers in the glove.

??The troupe master saw this, and realized that after Chen Pingle came to their troupe, he always thought it was a daughter.It's a small matter for men and women, but it's a big thing to annoy the young commander, so he hurriedly said: "Pingle, you go back!"

?? "Wait a moment," Jiang Duming stretched out his hand to stop him, he was personable and could not refuse, "I am here to find a girl."

??The girls all called out, and the class leader was as anxious as an ant on fire. He couldn't say anything at this time, so he had to try his best to get through this trip: "Ping Le doesn't talk often in the audience. If you offend me, please take care of me, General. "

"Why are you so talkative?" The adjutant looked at the young marshal, and said to the head teacher: "Our general has business to talk about, so go out and wait."

?? Hearing this, the team leader had no choice but to walk out of here in fear, and closed the door under the urging of the adjutant.Then the adjutant retreated to the door, leaving time for the young marshal.

??Jiang Duming took big strides, went inside under the lights, and was not annoyed when he saw the man's unblinking eyes. He used to listen to operas in Beicheng, and it was not uncommon to see more arrogant actors. At this moment, he sat down calmly, and asked straight to the point: " What is the relationship between the girl and the Green Embassy?"

??The man's eyes changed slightly, and he looked at Jiang Duming, but he didn't speak, as if hesitating. His eyes were as clear as swords in the makeup, and his righteousness was so strong that it made people feel good.

??Thinking of what the class leader said, Jiang Duming pondered for a while, called the adjutant, and said, "Bring a pen and paper."

?? If this is the quirk of a famous actor, he is willing to respect it, not to mention that he would take the liberty to bother a girl in the middle of the night, which is always a bit of a mistake.

??When the pen and paper were on the table, Ye Fanxing took the pen and dipped it into the grinder, and wrote on the paper.

??Jiang Duming looked at the fingers holding the pen, and always felt that something was wrong. The good-looking is very good-looking, which is very suitable for running calligraphy with a brush. However, he suddenly said: "The posture of a girl's writing brush has something in common with holding a gun and dancing a sword."

??The "girl" paused, as if she didn't like the metaphor, she frowned briefly, and then continued to write without saying a word.

??Watching beautiful women in theater under candlelight at night has been a very interesting thing since ancient times. Otherwise, why would there be so many romantic affairs.Jiang Duming helped the table to stand up at this time, his movements were a little frivolous and anxious, he turned his head to look at the ink on the paper, as if he was taking advantage of the prodigal son above, but his eyes were clear.

?? Ye Fanxing simply threw the pen away and let him read the words to his heart's content.The adjutants guarding the door all blushed for the young marshal.

?? There are only a few lines on the paper, which says that the consul of the Qing Embassy came to hear a play, and asked Chen Pingle to go to the Qing Embassy to sing.Chen Pingle was unwilling to succumb to power, and made a knot.

??Jiang Duming finished watching quietly, retracted the temptation just now, and retreated in a polite manner, slightly nodded in apology: "I was too anxious to offend the girl."

?? "Miss Chen" looked at him for a while in the dimly lit place, then shook her head.

?? "When Chen Wang was in the old days, he had a feast of banquets, and he had a lot of wine and fun," Jiang Duming said, "you must have fun to the fullest in life, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. The girl's name is good, I remember it."

??After speaking, he took off his gloves, picked up a pen and borrowed the wet ink, and wrote the three characters Chen Pingle on the paper.When she looked up, she saw the beautiful woman in theater pursed her lips and smiled, as if she saw something funny.

??Jiang Duming jumped a beat suddenly, but quickly gathered his thoughts and stopped thinking about it.

??After the questioning, Jiang Duming got into the car and was about to leave when he saw another car parked behind the theater, which seemed to be picking up someone.Jiang Duming didn't care, and was about to look away, but saw Miss Chen walking through the back door in the dark night, and sitting sideways into the car.

??He was taken aback, "Is that the car to pick up Miss Chen?"

??The adjutant was looking at the time on the watch. When he listened to the words, he happened to see the license plate of that car. He replied, "It's Ye's car. Doesn't it mean that Young Master Ye has an appointment with Ms. Chen? It must be to meet and make an appointment." As he said that, the adjutant's face became strange, "It's late at night, and I don't know what the appointment is."

"Shut up," Jiang Duming said coldly, "Drive."

?? The car speeds by.

??It was not yet dawn, but the first lights of the shops in Haicheng Street were already on.The cold wind at night keeps people sleeping well.

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??The next day, for some reason, the whole city of Haicheng spread the word that Young Marshal Jiang had something to do with a famous actor in the theater. Several newspapers published it without fear of death, publicizing that this matter was related to Fengyue, and even wrote that the two got along well. , there are detailed textual research everywhere.

?? On the same day, Jiang Shaoshuai's subordinates brought people to these newspaper offices, and after some "education and communication", all these false reports were withdrawn.

?? But the impact was still there. When Xi Yuanzi announced that Chen Pingle would be on stage today, the tickets were sold out.Everyone is looking forward to this famous actor who has a romantic relationship with the young marshal. The theater has not yet started singing, and there are already crowds of people outside.

??Jiang Duming sat in the car, watched the crowds, unbuttoned his shirt to breathe. He knew in his heart that it was the Qing embassy's fault. His casual remark yesterday caused trouble for others.He thinks he is not a soldier in troubled times, so naturally he has to come to the door again to apologize.

?? At this time, a young man in a black Tang suit walked out of the street. His hair was combed beautifully, his eyebrows were handsome, his nose was straight in the sun, and his lips were bright.

?? Thinking of Chen Pingle getting into the Ye family's car last night, Jiang Duming was inexplicably upset, and he couldn't tell who it was for, so he had to look away.

??Ye Fanxing had already seen him and walked over through the crowd.He was so eye-catching that the eyes of the people who were waiting for the theater to open couldn't help but follow him.

?? This time, Jiang Duming, who had been well hidden, was discovered immediately.Although the guards in plain clothes were standing in the way, the matter between him and Chen Pingle was even more unclear.

?? After a while, the crowd has been lively discussing the romantic affairs published in the tabloids before, such as the young marshal and famous actor who have no fate, life and death.

??Looking at the young man in Tang suit who was reaching out to knock on the car window, Jiang Duming was expressionless, and thought to himself, could it be that this is mutual generation and mutual restraint.

??The guards on the side were also in a difficult situation. It stands to reason that the young marshal helped Mr. Ye yesterday. There was some kind of favor, so they shouldn't have to stop him.But judging by the young commander's expression now, it seems that this job has been messed up.

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