Quick Transmigration Green Tea Upgrade System

"The ice wheel on the island is turning around. I saw the jade rabbit, and the jade rabbit has risen eastward. The ice wheel is away from the island. The universe is very bright, and the bright moon is in the sky~"

The moment the accompaniment sounded, the entire pear garden was quiet. When the graceful figure came out from behind the curtain, everyone's eyes were attracted. The graceful figure of "Concubine Yang" on the stage was particularly moving. , wearing a heavy costume but does not look thick, but makes people feel that he is pitiful.

As soon as they opened their voices, many people almost cried out in surprise. The voices were round, and each word followed the word. With his head lifted, his face was full of satisfaction.

Han Zhiyao only heard it when he was a child, and when he grew up, he went abroad to study, and when he came back, he fought on the battlefield, and rarely had the opportunity to savor it carefully.He didn't know what was so good about this Beijing opera, but he felt that the people on the stage acted and sang well, and their face and figure were extremely good-looking.

The slender fingers followed the rhythm on the table bit by bit, and Han Zhiyao's eyes closely followed the figure on the stage. The face of the person on the stage was painted with oil paint, covering most of his features, but those eyes were The extraordinarily sentimental, like Concubine Yang's unspeakable emotions, were conveyed to him through these eyes. Han Zhiyao was taken aback, and the movements of his hands stopped.

He was so engrossed in listening that he even forgot when the sound stopped. He didn't realize that the scene was over until the people around him and the people in the audience burst into cheers.

"Zhiyao, do you think the opera sings well?"

"Of course it's good."

"Hahaha, this is a famous actor in our capital, and it's hard to get a ticket. It's because you have a lot of face that I have the opportunity to watch such a scene again."

"Grandma, don't tease your grandson anymore." Han Zhiyao lowered his head halfway, but his face was gentle.

The old man beside him stepped on the teacup beside him, took a sip, turned his eyes and said unintentionally, "It's one of the things that the show sounds good, and so does the content, grandson, if there is someone who is willing to give your soul Wouldn't it be beautiful to be surrounded by dreams?"

As soon as Han Zhiyao heard it, he knew what his grandmother meant. No wonder he just came back and rushed to bring him over to listen to the opera the next day. It turned out that he was waiting here.Han Zhiyao was a little helpless, but the old man in front of him was his own grandmother, who had been so kind to him in nurturing him, so he couldn't contradict him.

"Grandmother, if my grandson really marries a wife, it's not harming others, it's really making someone Yang Yuhuan my widow, then I've really committed a crime."

"Don't talk nonsense, how did you become Yang Yuhuan's widow!"

"Grandmother is now in a turbulent war and the situation is turbulent. How can my grandson care about love affairs? Even if I get married, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay home. If in the future... if there are fewer people coming back, then the girl will definitely be angry of."

The smile on Mrs. Han's face was a little less, but it was indeed the truth, but he couldn't accept it anyway.Her eldest son passed away three years ago, leaving only such a single seedling to their old Han family. Seeing that Han Zhiyao is 25 years old this year, if he doesn't marry again, how can she rest assured?

Over the years, he has often introduced to Han Zhiyao, but he doesn't know what's going on with his grandson. There are so many beautiful girls, but none of them are interested in him. He shirks and shirks, why? He said that he didn't meet Huanxi, and it has been delayed until now.

"I don't care, I asked Liu Zhenping. He said that the old Maozi was afraid this time, and he didn't dare to take any action, so he retreated for dozens of miles. The Japanese also had no way to come here because someone dragged them. , now that you are free, why don’t you hurry up and think about marriage for me! Anyway, I’ll find some more girls for you when I get back, I don’t believe it, there are not enough girls in the capital for you to pick! Ask your uncle to find you a girl from the south, this year, you must marry me!"

This is still on the side of the stage, and the old lady didn't dare to speak too loudly, for fear of being laughed at by others, but if this emotion comes up, she can't control it, and she almost pointed at Han Zhiyao's nose for training.

Han Zhiyao didn't dare to make his grandmother get too angry, so he nodded in response. Anyway, he agreed first, and whether he likes it in the future, and whether he marries or not is his business.

"Marshal Han, Mrs. Han, I'm bothering you, may I ask you two whether you are satisfied with today's show?"

"Mr. Yan sings very well. If I have that chance, I really hope to come to you to listen to the opera every day."

"It's really a blessing for Mr. Yan and me in Liyuan to be favored by the old lady." Seeing that the old lady and Han Zhiyao were quite satisfied, the man felt at ease, breathed a sigh of relief, and said a few more obedient words before leaving up.

Mrs. Han still wanted to catch Han Zhiyao and continue talking about the marriage, but Han Zhiyao saw her intention, stood up from the stool, and straightened his military cap, "Grandmother, grandson is quite familiar with today's scene." I'm interested, I want to come to this backstage to see and see, so I can talk about this play with you in the future, you go back first, and grandson will go back to the house later."

He moved quickly, and waved to the adjutant who followed behind him. The adjutant licked a smiling face, walked to the old lady, and took the old lady into the car.

The old lady was helpless, but this was the eldest grandson she was holding in her hand, so she didn't say anything, she could only reach out and nod the adjutant's head, and got into the car helplessly.

After Han Zhiyao had finished speaking, he didn't intend to go back just like this. He walked into the backstage of Liyuan. He was wearing a military uniform. Although the people in Liyuan looked strange, they didn't dare to stop him.

He walked to a compartment with a red cloth on it, stretched out his hand and lifted it, and a slender figure came into his eyes.

Li Ziyan was sitting in front of the dressing table taking off his makeup. Half of the oil paint on his face was removed, revealing his fair cheeks and delicate facial features. The sound of the door curtain made him lift his head and look straight into the eyes of the man at the door. .

The two stood and sat, the distance between them was only a few meters, but time seemed to have stopped, they looked into each other's eyes, forgot to say anything, and their movements stopped there.

The traces of oil paint dripping from his face landed on the back of his hands, which aroused Li Ziyan's mind. He lowered his head, turned his face to the side, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'll disturb the commander."

"I lost my way, and I didn't intend to disturb my husband. I hope you don't mind." Han Zhiyao still put his hands on the curtain, but leaned forward slightly, "I forgot the way back, can I wait here for a while, please?" You take me out."

"Naturally." Li Ziyan nodded without looking at him, his ears were a little red.

Han Zhiyao stepped in, and the riding boots made a series of noises, as if they were knocking on Li Ziyan's heart.

Li Ziyan was facing the mirror, washing the oil paint on his face, while Han Zhiyao was sitting behind him, and he could see every expression of him clearly from the mirror.