Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

A rain in Qiqiu brings gold everywhere.

There was a heavy rain in Liqiu, and the weather was finally no longer hot and unbearable. Although the cicadas could still be heard, they were not as hoarse and shrill as in midsummer. After that, it rained intermittently, and the weather became cooler and more pleasant. .

One summer is free from illness and three points are empty.

People in this season are prone to fatigue and sleepiness.

In the small courtyard, a green bamboo shed was set up. Under the shed, on top of the bamboo collapsed, there was a man leaning against him in loose clothes, with slender eyebrows that slanted into his temples, romantic eyes like ink and wash, white teeth and red lips, and he was pretty good-looking. He is handsome and extraordinary, but his face is ruthless and desireless.

Two steps away from the man, outside the awning, there was a young man in brocade clothes kneeling, his hands neatly placed on his lap.

After not seeing the man move for a long time, the young man couldn't help raising his head, and called out aggrievedly, "Brother~"

"Get out." The tone was flat, without ups and downs.

The young man was anxious, he knelt and took a few steps forward, grabbed the man's sleeves with both hands, "Brother, I will definitely study hard next time, and I will never be lazy again."

The man pulled his sleeves blankly, turned around and ignored him.

The corners of Su Baoer's eyes were immediately stained red.

After that day's lake tour, Su Qingchi no longer allowed Su Bao'er to study with Mr. Lu, and found another academy for him, and arranged for him to go to the academy to study stereotyped essays with other children every day. The academy was a government academy, and Su Qingchi ran away for more than half a month, and gave a lot of money to the head of the academy, so that Su Baoer was admitted to the academy. Before he arrived in two months, Su Baoer was expelled from school, which made him very angry.

Su Baoer knew that his brother was working hard, so he naturally wanted to learn well. He also tried his best to complete the daily homework, but he was almost ashamed, but he didn't know where he didn't understand. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't learn a lesson. look like.

He understands those topics such as breaking questions, inheriting questions, starting lectures, starting hands, starting shares, middle shares, rear shares, and closing shares. He is also good at sentence reading and literacy. "Zuo Zhuan", "Hanshu", "Historical Records" He even recited it backwards, but every time he made stereotypes, he couldn't catch his eyes. Every time he hit him with a ruler, he became a little confused. After being punished every day like this, he even forgot how to solve the problem. Two clean.

The more Su Baoer thought about it, the more she felt useless, so she lowered her head and sobbed softly.

Su Qingchi hated that iron could not be made into steel, so he sat up quickly and shouted, "Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry, get up, don't be an eyesore here."

Su Baoer didn't dare to make a sound, wiped away her tears, got up and stood obediently aside.

Su Qingchi saw that his knees were red and swollen, and his heart became more and more furious, "What kind of shit Mr., you are fooling around like this after collecting the money. Hmph, I bought dung to fill his brain with my money."

Su Baoer wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, she could only wipe her nose and choke, looking pitiful.

"Don't cook yet." Su Qingchi was outraged, and kicked him, "You have grown a brain for nothing."

The Shang mansion was very lively today, and the Lord Shang added a golden grandson, so he naturally wanted to celebrate with great fanfare.

Many sons and many blessings have always been an unshakable custom. Mr. Shang has three sons under his knees, and he is considered to be very prosperous. It is a pity that these three sons, two of them are unintentional women, and only one youngest son is romantic, but he just left the family. The concubine doesn't touch her, she sleeps in willows outside all day long, and even today, Master Shang has embraced his grandson.

On the third day after the child is born, it is customary to wash three children.

Shang Chengde and Shang Chengen were outside the door, and they listened to the grandmother in the room saying, "Zaoer chestnuts will give birth to precious sons; branches and Guiyuan will give birth to three yuan."

Not long after, the mouth kept saying, "wash your hair first, and become a prince; wash your waist afterward, and you will be taller than a lifetime; wash your eggs, and become a county magistrate; wash your ditch, and become a magistrate; brush your teeth, rinse your mouth, and talk to people without worrying about it." be disgraced……"

Shang Chengde listened amusedly, "It's such a smart mouth to clean grandma."

Seeing Shang Chengen frowned and said nothing, Shang Chengde understood, and patted him on the shoulder, "Chengen, elder brother knows what you're thinking, but now that your siblings have given you a son, even if you didn't have much affection for her before , we should treat her better in the future."

Shang Chengen closed his eyes and sighed, his complexion didn't improve much, and he pulled the corner of his mouth after a long time, "I know."

It's not that Shang Chengen doesn't like women, it's just that he likes to practice martial arts since he was a child. He is proficient in kicking, fighting, stabbing, swords, guns, swords and sticks. This way, he devotes all his attention to martial arts. In the past few years, he even left home to wander around , All over the world learn from teachers.

A year ago, Master Shang couldn't stand it any longer, and made a concubine for his son on his own initiative.

Unexpectedly, after two months, the concubine was still a daughter, and Master Shang was so annoyed that he had someone tamper with his son's meals.

In this way, Shang Chengen and that concubine had a night of dewy love.

Afterwards, Shang Chengen didn't blame Master Shang, but he didn't touch a hair of that concubine again, even when he met him in the mansion, he just pretended not to see her.

The little concubine didn't complain at all, probably aware of the disparity in status, she always kept her eyebrows low and pleasing to the eye in the Shang mansion, and never provoked troubles, except for saying hello to Mrs. Shang and Master Shang every day, she embroidered women's reds in the house, never Step out the door easily.

The two of them are normal, but they live in peace.

It's just that Shang Chengen didn't expect that this concubine would become pregnant just that one time.

This time, the Shang government invited all the famous opera troupes in the capital, and they sang for three consecutive days. On that night, there was the Xilian troupe from Chunqin Garden.

Shang Chengde's heart fluctuated up and down, making him restless.

A pair of eyes was fixed on the people on the stage, but after the play was over, there was still no familiar figure.

A burst of disappointment for no reason made Shang Chengde's heart very blocked, and he became tense and disturbed him, as if the last bit of hope had been taken away by someone.

Mrs. Shang saw that her son's expression was not good, and said worriedly, "Chengde, are you tired?"

Shang Chengde shook his head and smiled, "Mother, the child is fine."

"I said it's okay, I've lost a lot of weight recently." Madam Shang turned to her son and said, "Lu Qing, accompany the young master back to the house to rest, and invite a doctor to come over to take a look, these days, I'm afraid I'm tired gone."

"Mother." Being glared at by Mrs. Shang, Shang Chengde could only nod his head, "The child has to go back to the room first."

The stage in the distance is still clanging with drums and drums, and occasionally there is a burst of applause.

"Young master, sit down for a while, I'll go get the doctor." Lu Qing turned around and was about to leave when Shang Chengde stopped him.

"No need."

"Eldest young master, what's the matter with you recently? You've got a lot on your mind. It's rare for the Shang family to have a happy event, so I don't see you smiling."

Lu Qing turned on the stove, boiled the water with charcoal fire, and added a little tea into the tea bowl. After the water boiled three times, poured it into the tea bowl, covered it and simmered until the tea turned green, and then poured the decocted tea into the cup.

Shang Chengde looked sleepy, "I don't know, I always feel... well, I can't tell."

Lu Qing handed him the hot tea, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile, "Young master doesn't know, but I know."

"what do you know?"

Lu Qing rubbed his chin, "Master looks like this, I'm afraid... he fell in lovesickness."

"Bullshit."

"Isn't it? Although Lu Qingshu doesn't read much, he still knows a word."

Shang Chengde raised his head and glanced at him.

Lu Qing shook his head, "I won't regret it as the belt gets wider, I'm so happy for Yi... Ouch!"

After receiving a blow, Lu Qing rubbed his forehead, "It's what it is. Others don't know, but I follow the young master all day long, how can I not know? If you want me to say, Boss Su is really good-looking, let alone the young master." , even me, I often dream at night..."

"Also often what?"

Seeing Shang Chengde's face suddenly became serious, Lu Qing shrank his neck and stopped talking.

On weekdays, Shang Chengde would always go to Chunqin Garden at this time, not for any other reason, but it has become a habit in the past two months, today the mansion held a banquet, and he couldn't go to Chunqin Garden, which made him feel restless Ann, so he got up and paced back and forth in the room.

Lu Qing was dazzled, and begged, "Master, if you keep spinning, I will faint."

Shang Chengde ignored him, Lu Qing stood with a bitter face, and suddenly had an idea, "Hey, by the way, young master, I heard that there is a new theater opening tomorrow in Baishun Hutong, Beicheng, outside the city, and the owner of the theater is said to be a beautiful woman." Man, why don't we go and have a look?"

Shang Chengde gave him an angry look, "If you want to go, go by yourself."

Lu Qing suddenly cried, "My young master, if this continues, you are fine, I must go crazy first."

The area around Hanjiatan is the Fengyue Street of the Eight Great Alleys, and Baishun Hutong, which is a few blocks away from Hanjiatan, now has a new theater named "Xicilou".

This West Ancestral Hall was originally a tea house, but it was transferred to someone else more than half a month ago. After some renovations, it has now become a theater building.Xieshan rolling shed roof, light cornices, blue glazed tiles, spit gold trim, the whole building is painted everywhere, and carved beams everywhere, even the roof ridge and railings have extremely fine carved scroll patterns.

The opera garden has a spacious facade facing the street. After entering, there is a front yard with several small stalls inside, and the theater hall is further inside.The first floor of the theater is divided into pool seats and gallery seats. Big Wall".The second floor is a private room, the tables and chairs are solid wood carvings, the cups for drinking tea, and the plates for holding snacks are also complete sets.

Gongs and drums clanging, crackling and crackling firecrackers sounded, and the West Ancestral Hall was officially opened.

When it was originally a teahouse, there were few people here because of the coldness, but now a theater has been opened, but the whole hall is crowded with people who came to join in the show.The pool seats, gallery seats, boxes, and even the row on the first floor against the big wall are now packed to the brim, and when viewed from above, it is dark.

With the sound of gongs and clangs, the theater hall, which was still noisy just now, suddenly fell silent.

I saw a gap in the colorful door curtain embroidered with the words "Outgoing General", and then clang clang clang clang, stepping on gongs and drums, a woman wearing a red brocade cloak came out, with soft catkins and slender hands, a willow slender waist, and water sleeves With a toss, the eye movement is guessed.

Who said she wasn't a girl Jiao'e?

The audience was silent for half a cup of tea, and then there was roaring applause and applause, covering up the sound of gongs and orchestras.

There were waves of applause all over the day, this kind of excitement was unprecedented.

After the show, the woman in the red cloak entered the curtain, and immediately stretched out a hand to pinch "her" chin, "Tsk tsk, Boss Su's stunning posture is really irresistible."

Su Qingchi didn't bother to pay attention to him, and patted the man's hand away, "Boss Hua, it's your turn for the next round."

"Tsk, it's really indifferent." The man was not in a hurry, he leaned against the wall and looked at Su Qingchi who was taking off his make-up, the corner of his mouth curled up, "Boss Su, I'm so energetic, how did you get on the stage?"

Su Qingchi squinted his eyes, brushed off his robe, stood up and walked forward slowly, "What does Boss Hua want?"

The man raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, leaned over and bit Su Qingchi's earlobe, "Why don't Qingchi's small mouth be my husband..."

Then there was a muffled grunt.

Su Qingchi smiled and said, "How about for you?"

The man looked regretful and helpless, "Oh, Qingchi, if you really do something cruel, you will be a widow in the future."

Su Qingchi's hands tightened, "It's better for Boss Hua to cut off the root of this evil as soon as possible. It's better for Su to solve it for Boss Hua now, so as to avoid future troubles."

"Hey, hey, I'm begging for mercy, I'm begging for mercy." The man raised his hands in a gesture of throwing.

Only then did Su Qingchi let go of his hand, the man saw the opportunity, and suddenly leaned forward to steal a sweet kiss, and then he disappeared like the wind.

Outside the curtain there was clanging again, and applause roared.

This man really has a...

It's also thanks to the wide opera robe.

Su Qingchi looked helpless, who could believe that this unscrupulous person was Hua Jingzhao, a well-known Xiaosheng in the capital.