The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, red lanterns were hung outside the Xue mansion, and the lotus flower group on the silver bag on the arch of the gate was also vividly reflected. The pillars and railings in the courtyard were decorated with fashionable Baroque, and the buildings were very particular. Wishful peony style.The elegant Western-style door face is built with green bricks, with two columns on each side, the column heads are carved in a scroll style, and the inner two columns are close to the hanging flower door.

So luxurious, even a beggar passing by knows that the museum is a place for the rich and powerful.

The old class leader led the young man slowly towards the main hall of Xue Mansion, entering this magnificent place for the first time, he kept wiping off the cold sweat on his forehead in a state of embarrassment, and unconsciously tightened the hand of the child beside him.

The young man's fair face is as natural as a lotus emerging from the water, and he is wearing a white-breasted gown that was newly made this year. Although he is immature and innocent, his eyes are not enough to look around, but he follows the leader in a respectful manner Don't dare to make a mistake at all.

He knew what he was doing in this gorgeous mansion today, and before he left, the third senior brother took his hand and told him: "In the end, I'm going to pass through the gate of hell. The little slave you sent has been hiding for 17 years, and now you still can't escape your fate. Grit your teeth, we'll wait for you to come back, and you must be well."

The words turned cold in his ears, and he nodded vigorously, but his eyes were still covered with mist.

That's right, it's fate, how could such low-level people like them escape...

Xue Shaoqing picked up the teacup and blew the froth lightly, buried his head and slowly tasted the slow taste. In the white as jade porcelain bowl, pieces of tender tea were like sparrow tongues, dark green in color, and there were bursts of fragrance from the green liquid.

The Yuqian Longjing brought from the south of the Yangtze River is really good. It was picked three days before the Grain Rain, and the owner of the tea shop in Hangzhou sent people to Rongcheng overnight. It is the most fragrant and delicious time.Wu Gengtian ordered the servants to collect the rootless dew in the courtyard, distilled it for two rounds, and took the second brew to drink it.

Seeming to be quite leisurely, Xue Shaoqing poured Liuxia three times in a calm manner, and waited until the two of them knelt on the ground for half a quarter of an hour before they glanced at each other as if they suddenly remembered, and said lightly: "I have always heard that the rich family likes to call out famous actors to come to the house. It’s the first time Xue has met someone who sings at a church meeting, but leads someone to another house by himself.”

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, still elegant and gentle, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.Calmly and meticulously looking down for a few minutes, only seeing the young man in white prostrate on the ground trembling, Xue Shaoqing felt a little pity, and continued to playfully blame the old man: "Master, you think the Litang Garden is too small for you to use your means Talent, why don’t Xue give you two more boxes of Dayang, and buy all of this Huapaifang Street as a gift?”

"Don't dare, Young Master Xue calm down." Kneeling until his legs were numb and his back was sore, the old class leader was dripping with cold sweat, his inner shirt was completely soaked, and his voice changed his tone in horror, "Look at Young Master Xue, you are going to give the new role today. Sending a pair of emerald imperial concubine bracelets is really nothing to repay, but I can only bring the child to sing on my own initiative, begging for your appreciation and favor."

"Heh, the boss is really eloquent with this clever mouth." Xue Shaoqing spread out the folding fan and said casually: "You are so good at guessing people's hearts, I think it's okay to let Xue Mansion be the head of the house?"

"Master Xue, forgive me!" The old class leader kowtowed in fear, knowing that he had offended the nobleman: "The little one is clumsy and stupid, guessing what the master wants without authorization, the little one deserves to die! Damn it! "As he spoke, he slapped himself hard on the face, slapped his face a few times, his cheeks were red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"That's enough, I don't know, I thought Li Tangyuan was bullied when he visited Xue's mansion late at night." Xue Shaoqing frowned and raised his hand to stop the old man from harming himself, shook his head and refused to talk to him, and looked at the silent man beside him. Young man, Jiao said with interest: "Raise your head, let me see."

Hearing that he was suddenly called, the young man couldn't help trembling, hesitating for a moment before gradually raising his head and revealing his face, his pair of autumn eyes were looking at the high-ranking man from afar, his delicate lips were tightly pressed and he remained silent.

In an instant, it was like a hundred birds spreading their wings, the phoenix singing, the red flowers in the mountains all losing their eyes, and the bright moon in the middle of the moon avoiding it, even the peacocks competing for beauty on the emerald screen are not worth mentioning.

Dream Ruan Youyun: A beauty is as pretty as a peach in three springs, as clear as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns, her face is like a silver basin, her eyes are like water apricots, her lips are red without spots, and her eyebrows are green without painting.The original way is literati and inkmen dreaming of idiotic words, which are superficial and superficial. Today, I never thought that I would actually implement it and get a glimpse of the whole picture.

Xue Shaoqing gasped and "hissed", squinted his eyes slightly to stare at the young man in front of him, his mind fluttered for some reason, he folded his sleeves and coughed lightly, withdrew his uncontrollable eyes and pondered for a while, and said slowly: "It's really overwhelming, Beautiful face, do you have a name?"

The young man knelt upright, but he was not afraid to look at men squarely, but he remained silent. The old leader was very enthusiastic, and said with an apologetic smile on his face: "If you come back to the master, Danjiao in the Liyuan team has been raised as a girl since childhood. This child He was a handyman in the past, and the younger one saw that he had a good foundation, so he took him as a disciple, taught him seriously for two years, and named him Xiao Taohong."

"Tsk," Xue Shaoqing frowned, sipped tea and said calmly, "Why does a man take a girl's name, neither fish nor fowl."

The head teacher understood the meaning of the words, hurriedly recognized him, and even lowered the young man's head and said earnestly: "Young Master Xue is talented and rich in learning, please give Xiao Taohong the title."

The young man didn't know why, he didn't seem to care, his neck hurt from being lowered, but his long and narrow eyes were fixed on the man, Xue Shaoqing grinned, his eyes were deep and incomprehensible, and he said loudly: "You are seventeen or eighteen years old, you are in a whole body. Su Yi doesn't like to talk, so it's more appropriate to call him a cold name." After thinking for a while, he closed his folding fan and looked at the young man as if asking, "I'll just call you Shen Moyan, are you satisfied?"

Before the head teacher could speak, he spoke for the first time in the boy's night, and the reflection of the man was reflected in his eyes. His voice was shy but clear: "Mo Yan, thank you, Master Xue, for your name." If you don't speak up in the first paragraph, you will be branded for the nobleman.

"Interesting." Xue Shaoqing squinted his eyes and smiled happily, and stretched out his right hand to the young man, "Then I will always be with you from now on, Mo Yan willing?"

"I can't ask for it." The young man looked up at the man with such a firm expression, and the smile on his lips was as bright as fine wine in an altar.

Rouyi lightly lifts and touches the generous palm, a bouquet of April spring night fragrance blows, and three thousand pear blossoms dance in the courtyard, making people seductive in troubled times. , no one can tell.