Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

Hu Qiner stopped.

"it is good--"

I don't know who will take the lead first, all the young and old in the audience cheered.

Regardless of the private seats downstairs, the private rooms upstairs were all bursting with applause.

The tea-making waiter was shuttling between the halls, with his mouth closed in joy, refilling tea here, melon seeds and jelly beans there, very busy.

Today, the Chunqin Garden is as lively as usual, the lobby is full of people, even the high stools along the wall are full of human heads, so crowded that you can't see a single crack.

The head of the one-eyed tea house glanced down the hall, humming a little tune and busy fiddling with the abacus on hand, when he looked up, he saw a person coming in from outside the curtain, quickly put away the abacus, and raised his hands to greet him, "Hey, Boss Su."

The visitor had obviously just finished the play, and he was still wearing a costume, his head and face were still on, his face was still covered with pastels, the outer corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and the phoenix eyes were hanging from the tip. He was indescribably charming and full of charm. .

Su Qingchi raised his brows, and his expression didn't seem very cheerful. The servant behind him hurried forward to help him untie the colorful embroidered collar, fearing that he would be scolded if he was too late.

"Where's Little Bao'er?" Su Qingchi took a sip while holding a celadon teacup.

During the interrogation, the curtain had been lifted, and a young man rushed in excitedly from outside, "Brother, you have become a corner now, and everyone outside is applauding."

The speaker was about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a long white satin gown with embroidery on the lapel, a green double-breasted round-neck mandarin jacket on the outside, and a jade pendant hanging from his waist. In addition, the young man had clear and handsome features, and his facial features were as delicate as Carved, just like a golden boy.

"What are you doing in such a hurry, take a breath before talking."

After Su Qingchi finished speaking, the makeup on his face was also removed, revealing an extraordinary handsome face, with willow eyebrows, phoenix eyes, thin lips, and pointed chin, it was even more captivating than the "handsome" appearance with makeup soul.

Su Baoer gulped down a few mouthfuls of beef and drank a cup of good Biluochun, wiped his mouth, dragged a high stool to sit down, and took Su Qingchi's hand, opening his mouth non-stop, "Brother, you don't know, now the capital street All the alleys are talking about your name, let me see, if you sing two more songs, you will definitely become popular in the capital."

"Burning the piano and cooking the crane, and the cow chewing the peony." Su Qingchi gritted his teeth, with a look of pity on his face as if his flesh had been cut.

Su Baoer stuck out her tongue, stepped forward to squeeze Su Qingchi's arms and beat her shoulders flatteringly, "Hey hey hey, my good brother, I will learn opera from you tomorrow too? Famous teachers give rise to high-level apprentices, and then I will become a famous actor in the capital. Take Biluochun to support you every day?"

"Those with rough skin and dry skin also want to learn opera, and practice calligraphy." Su Qingchi patted the monkey's paw off his shoulder.

"Brother~" Su Baoer was not reconciled.

"Huh?" Su Qingchi lowered his voice and stared with phoenix eyes.

"I'm going to practice calligraphy." Su Baoer pursed her mouth so much that she could hang a gourd. Before leaving, she secretly made a face at Su Qingchi. Unfortunately, Su Qingchi saw her, and immediately ran away on tiptoe with her neck curled up.

When Su Baoer went downstairs, she happened to meet the old Shetou who came up with a sandalwood box. Su Baoer stared at the carved box, "Is it for my brother again?"

Old She smiled wryly, "You're right."

"What's inside?" Su Baoer went up and wanted to snatch it.

Old She protected the box with her head, feeling lingering fear, "Oh, little ancestor, the things belonging to Mr. Daotai must not be lost."

"Hmph," Su Baoer twisted her neck, and wiped her hands that had touched the box on her trouser legs, "Everyone stares at my brother like staring at a piece of braised pork, a nest of green-eyed hungry wolves."

"Little ancestor, you can't say that outside." Old She looked around.

"I'm going to practice calligraphy." Su Baoer spared Lao She and went downstairs, muttering, "I won't say, they are also wolves."

Incense clouds came out from the incense burner, entangled and entangled, turning into wisps of smoke. In the wing room with carved beams and paintings, Su Qingchi squinted his eyes and leaned on the soft bed, rubbing an emerald wrench in his hand.

The ring finger is shiny and shiny, moist and flawless, the outer wall is carved with bas-relief lotus patterns, the patterns and carvings are extremely exquisite, exquisite, and it feels like a coolness of icy jade, but I don't understand the beauty of emeralds. People also know that this is a treasure.

This finger ring seems to be a small object, but in the Qing Dynasty, not just anyone could wear it.

According to the material of the piece in Su Qingchi's hand, it is a pure jade finger ring, which even non-royal nobles dare not wear lightly.

"It's a good thing." There was a hint of laziness in the feminine voice.

Su Qingchi put the finger on his thumb, facing the window with railings, his thin white fingers were set against the emerald, his skin color was almost transparent, making one feel that that inch of skin was more precious than the priceless emerald.

"Brother." Su Baoer pushed the door open and came in, bringing a burst of cool air, startling the smoky and warm fragrance in the room.

Su Qingchi put the finger away and put it back into the rosewood box, "Have you lost your soul? Reckless."

Su Baoer's eyes were sharp, she had already seen the finger puller, curled her lips, and said eccentrically, "You are not afraid to take their things, and they will swallow them to the bone one day."

"Since I dare to sing in this capital, I naturally know the rules here."

Su Qingchi retracted his fingers, leaned back on the soft bed, and said lazily, "These things, you can take them when you want, and you don't take them when you don't want to? If you return these things, people will say You pretend to be noble, you don't know the fun."

Su Qingchi covered his lips and yawned, and turned his eyes drunkenly, "Anyway, they gave these things to you, and I didn't ask them to ask for them. They are willing to buy me a favor with money. How can I not want to?" Reasonable, if you think of something else..."

Su Qingchi's eyes turned cold, and his voice sank, "Hmph, people like pig shit dare to plot against me."

The corner of Su Bao'er's mouth twitched, "Brother, you are still a character now, don't talk about pig shit all day long."

"Why? Isn't shit a good thing? In my eyes, those are more useful than this emerald finger ring and agate bracelet. Speaking of which, has my small vegetable garden been watered with manure?"

"It's poured, you didn't smell this smell on me..." Su Baoer suddenly stopped, and ran out.

There was a "swoosh", and a black satin square-toed shoe flew out and hit the door frame, "If you dare to come into my room without taking a shower, I'll break your dog's legs."

Su Baoer let out a long breath, but luckily he reacted quickly.

When there was no movement in his brother's room, Su Bao'er stooped over, secretly picked up the shoe and put it in his bosom, under his brother's name, the shoe would cost a few taels of silver.

When the sun was setting and the sky was about to get dark, the outside was all hazy and yellow, and only faintly heard: "Boom!——Boom!" "Boom!——Boom!" "Boom!——Boom!"

One fast, one slow, three more times.

Accompanied by the sound of Geng Geng, the old man Da Geng yelled, "Sing the gong to announce, close the doors and windows, and be careful of the candles!"

In the whole capital city, by this time, the bustle has dispersed a little, and the sun has set, only the remaining warmth remains on the streets, curling up at low altitude next to the bluestone slabs on the ground.

The most lively thing at this time is the two city gates of Zhengyangmen.

Zhengyangmen is commonly known as Qianmen, also known as Qianmenlouzi. It is the first of the nine gates in the capital. You can see the city gate from the left and right of the main gate.

The left and right door openings are closed at night. Therefore, when the lighting is approaching every day, pedestrians, cars and horses race and gallop. city."

At this time, Su Qingchi had just finished bathing, and his body was still moist and warm.

There were two knocks on the door, "Brother, are you asleep?"

There was no sound from inside, so Su Baoer knew that his brother hadn't fallen asleep yet, she laughed a few times, pushed open the door and got in.

Su Qingchi's waist-length hair was scattered on the white silk inner jacket like splashed ink, which looked like an ink painting, with the moisture after the rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Su Baoer was a little stunned, before he recovered, a hot and humid handkerchief suddenly hit him on the face, and when Su Baoer picked it up, it was the handkerchief his brother used to wipe his body.

"What's the matter?" Su Qingchi gave him a slight sideways glance, and had already put on the external hexagrams and buckled the pipa brocade buckle.

Su Baoer smelled the warm fragrance of his brother's body on the towel, and her heart fluttered for a while, so she quickly dipped the kerchief in water, wrung it dry and handed it to his brother, "Brother, the class leader asked me to let you know, and you will replace it tomorrow." The one surnamed You went to Qingxi Tower to sing "The Palace of Eternal Life"."

"Well, what about money?" Su Qingchi poured himself a cup of herbal tea on the round stool carved with flowers and birds.

Su Baoer paid attention to the cup in his brother's hand. His brother is a fastidious person. He is much more demanding than other opera performers in Chunqin Garden. Fortunately, he is the pillar of the troupe, otherwise he would have been punished by the troupe. rushed.

The cup his brother drank tea at this time was also carefully selected. The pastel pine and deer pattern on the wall of the cup was extremely delicate and delicate, and even the Ganoderma lucidum in the mouth of the deer was clearly visible.

Su Baoer withdrew her thoughts, "Of course we will get the money, and when the time comes, we will share some of the money rewarded by the Qin family."

"Sing what?"

"Of course it's Dan, the class leader knows you're good at playing Dan." Su Baoer said with a grin.

The corner of Su Qingchi's mouth turned aside with a trace of displeasure, and he put the cup on the table, "You are very affectionate this time."

"Hey, I heard others say that Miss Qin is a beauty, don't I also think about that?" Su Baoer scratched her head without shame.

"Okay, let's go tomorrow."

"Hey." Su Baoer nodded excitedly.

"Is there anything else?" Seeing that Su Baoer was still here, Su Qingchi asked again.

Su Baoer hesitated, scratching her head and neck, "Brother, will I sleep well with you tonight?"

As soon as Su Qingchi's face turned cold, Su Baoer immediately ran over and hugged his waist, and said anxiously, "Brother, the two brothers in the inn in front sleep together all day long. I grow up so big, and you don't even sleep with me." been close."

"What's the matter, have you learned how to cheat? That little girl who sells tofu is still suckling, do you want to eat too?" Su Qingchi has always hated others touching him, even this child he picked up back then.

Su Baoer didn't let go, and muttered aggrievedly, "I haven't had milk yet."

One sentence made the two of them lose their voices, and they only felt that the tip of their tongues were astringent.

When Su Qingchi took Su Bao'er away from Wangjiacun and wandered all over the world, they probably couldn't explain how much hardship they had suffered, but they only felt that they had suffered all the hardships that should be suffered in a lifetime in those few years.

Living in shacks and dilapidated temples, eating sour vegetables and sour water, under the scorching sun, they can only bask in the sun, and under the ice and snow, they can only suffer. Two lonely children, where can they be hurt?It's good enough not to spit on you.

Even if they didn't survive in one breath and died on the side of the road, they just became food for wild dogs.

Thinking about it, Su Baoer couldn't help but turn red eyes, put her face against his brother's back, and sobbed softly.

The tears had just formed and hadn't rolled down yet, and the others had already been pushed away by Su Qingchi.

"Go away, have a good time." Su Qingchi gave him a stern look.

Su Bao'er stood on the side quietly, watching his brother go to bed, pulled the thin quilt and lay down with his back facing him.

It's just that there is some space for him beside the bed.

Su Bao'er wiped away her tears, took off the external hexagram, and couldn't wait to climb into bed, lest his brother change his mind if he was too late.

"Hey hey, bro~" Su Baoer hugged Su Qingchi's waist, rubbing it twice like a kitten.

"Tsk." Su Qingchi moved inside in disgust.

"Brother~" Su Baoer didn't back down because of Su Qingchi's indifference, and posted it again.

He is considered a blessing to be with his brother in this life.

"If you dare to touch my bed tomorrow, I'll break your leg." Su Qingchi said bitterly.

"got it."

It was night, and Su Baoer quietly put her nose close to his brother's body, fearing that Miss Qin's family would not smell as good as his brother.