ventriloquism master

Xia Changyu was stunned, and said: "Senior, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. Don't let others see you. What Changyu can do, she will naturally do it with all her heart."

Dongfang Qingche laughed loudly, "I haven't seen you for a few days, Changyu has grown up and has taken on responsibility, isn't he as good as when we first met?"

Xia Changyu: "..."

Ye Feiyu snorted coldly, expressing her dissatisfaction. Obviously, the brat was trying to protect his shortcomings.

Dongfang Qingche had a panoramic view, and his eyes moved between the two meaningfully, "Your apprentice is facing you, it seems that the old man made a slip of the tongue."

Xia Changyu coughed lightly, then laughed dryly, "Senior, what do you want to tell Changyu?"

Dongfang Qingche restrained his expression, "To be honest, the old man's younger brother is a ventriloquist master just like you. Many years ago, because of our political disagreement, and later some misunderstandings, he left me, and his whereabouts are still unknown. "

Xia Changyu thought for a while, then looked at Ye Feiyu, and saw that Xiongzi also looked thoughtful.

Xia Changyu said: "What can I help?"

"Hey, I haven't been able to find him for so long, I guess he might not be here anymore," Dongfang Qingche said with a sigh, saddened.

Xia Changyu suddenly thought of the jade pendant with the auspicious dragon and phoenix. He peeked at Dongfang Qingche and found that he was not wearing the jade pendant engraved with "dragon" today. ...But, it's senior's..."

Dongfang Qingche smiled wryly, and nodded sadly, "That's right, it's my wife."

In the Southern Dynasties and the Jokhang Dynasty, the folk customs were open, and it was possible to take a man as a wife.

Ye Feiyu hesitated to speak, he glanced at the two of them, and his expression remained expressionless.

Dongfang Qingche continued: "It has always been a knot in my heart that I can't find my junior brother. In order to fulfill my long-cherished wish, the current emperor has been wasting money and money all these years, looking for him. Officer, I invite strange people and strange things from the people to the palace to perform, just for...hey, Changyu, you and I saw that the lives of the people outside the city were in dire straits. A sinner through the ages, and His Majesty will not be a wise king."

Xia Changyu frowned slightly. It seems that the emperor of the Southern Dynasty was also a passionate person, "Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death to agree."

Ye Feiyu's drooping eyelashes twitched slightly, then stared at her nose without saying a word.

Dongfang Qingche shook his head and smiled, "Changyu, if His Majesty summons you alone and asks if you are my junior brother's descendant, you just have to admit it. In addition, you tell him...that my junior brother has passed away... ...In this way, he may turn his mind to Jiangshan Sheji..."

Xia Changyu: "Senior..."

Ye Feiyu said: "Master National Teacher, you should tell me the name and surname of your junior brother, and what special hobbies you have, and tell my master. If your majesty asks, the master can answer."

Xia Changyu glanced at Ye Feiyu, guessing that he had already guessed that the senior's younger brother was his old friend. What he said just now was obviously for his own benefit, but in fact it was to find out the truth and judge his own guess.

Dongfang Qingche said: "My junior brother's surname is Song, and his name is Yun Mu. He knows ventriloquism, art of war, and is good at riding and shooting..."

Xia Changyu listened, and exchanged glances with Ye Feiyu, tacit understanding.

After finishing speaking, Ye Feiyu said: "Your Excellency, you know..."

Xia Changyu stood up and said: "Don't worry senior, Changyu will explain to His Majesty."

Ye Feiyu was a little annoyed at Xia Changyu's actions, and said, "Master, this is a crime of deceiving the emperor!"

Dongfang Qingche looked at Ye Feiyu's worried and anxious expression, and couldn't help but look at this young man again.

Xia Changyu said: "I know it well."

At this time, an eunuch asked the master and apprentice to return to the Chrysanthemum Tower, and the banquet was about to begin.

On the way, Ye Feiyu's face was very ugly, and he didn't say a word to Xia Changyu. Xia Changyu was really distressed and didn't know what to say.

After passing through the balcony, the eunuch took him back and retreated. When the two reached the corner, Ye Feiyu turned around suddenly, and Xia Changyu almost bumped into his arms.

Ye Feiyu said angrily: "Why don't you let me say that that person has really passed away, why do you want to risk the crime of beheading, but also help a person who only met once? Why!"

Xia Changyu stepped forward to appease the angry Ye Feiyu, but was dodged by him.

"If senior hadn't brought me to Pingcheng, I'm afraid I might starve to death in the woods near the pier. If I don't come to Pingcheng..." Xia Changyu said here, paused, and turned his eyes to the pot of blooming chrysanthemums next to him, " How did I meet you?"

Ye Feiyu's heart skipped a beat, and a heart-warming word inadvertently made his anger disappear.

Ye Feiyu walked over, took Xia Changyu's hand, and called softly, "Master..."

Xia Changyu was a little embarrassed, finally squeezed Ye Feiyu's palm, and sighed: "People, it's good to have a little thought, a little hope, if it's gone..."

Xia Changyu couldn't say what happened next, but for some reason, she felt a little sad.

Ye Feiyu kissed Xia Changyu's forehead, "So, you won't let me say that Song Yunmu has actually committed suicide?"

"Well," Xia Changyu nodded, "It's fine if he died of illness or something, but this is suicide... what would senior think?"

Ye Feiyu felt pain in her heart, lightly stroked Xia Changyu's face, and said with a smile: "Master, you once said that you can't lie, but now you are like this."

Xia Changyu shook her head, "It's not lying, it's concealment, and I do it out of good intentions. Lying and cheating are two different concepts, and this is forgivable."

Ye Feiyu's hands stiffened for a moment, and she thought about it: "Changyu, if I hide something from you, will you forgive me?"

Xia Changyu looked up and found that the bear boy was already taller than himself. He patted his forehead and said with a smile: "If you really have something to hide from me, as long as you have good intentions, you will be forgiven."

Ye Feiyu stopped talking and embraced Xia Changyu in his arms.

Performing in the palace is different from performing in Moxiangyuan, just like the Spring Festival Gala of the local TV station and CCTV. The local TV station has less strict requirements on morality, but CCTV is different.

Most of Mo Xiangyuan are playboys, and generally there is no lower limit, but in the imperial palace, it is either the court ministers, the harem concubines, or even the emperor. Thinking of Dongfang Qingche's entrustment, Xia Changyu was bewildered. He who had watched countless TV dramas , Naturally know how serious the crime of deceiving the king is.

Thinking of this, he felt that something was wrong with him. It would be fine if Ziran was in good health, but now there is a little more concern around him.

"Why are your hands so cold?" The next time they played, Ye Feiyu held Xia Changyu's hand and found that his palms were covered in cold sweat.

Xia Changyu laughed at herself, "Scared."

Ye Feiyu squeezed his fingers, interlocking them, "It's me."

Xia Changyu glanced at him, "Little poor boy."

Ye Feiyu dissatisfied: "What did you call me? You forgot, you took my half..."

Xia Changyu looked around and said hurriedly: "I see, I see, there are many people, don't talk nonsense."

Ye Feiyu looked very pleased.

The program performed by the master and apprentice is called "Hand Shadow Amusement".

The original screen was changed to a few feet of white cloth, and a candlestick was placed behind the cloth, with Ye Feiyu and Xia Changyu performing behind.

Resemblance, three-pointed, the two hands gestured to the birds flying in the sky, the cats and dogs running on the ground, and the goldfish swimming in the water. With the various sounds simulated by Xia Changyu, it was vivid and lifelike, and the arrangement was humorous and rhythmic. The feeling was so strong that all the people present were amazed, praised again and again, and were overwhelmed.

In ancient times, imperial power was supreme. If there was a fire on a boat, or pastoral life, the active ministers might take the opportunity to extend to other directions, and take advantage of this opportunity to make a big fuss in order to eradicate dissidents. This is how it is played on TV. , Don't say it's a disappointment when the time comes, I'm afraid my life will be in danger.

Therefore, Xia Changyu has a mind, not afraid of [-], just in case, knowing that in such a festival, it is pleasing to choose some festive programs, not to show off skills, not to create scares, and to bring laughter to everyone is the ultimate. The purpose is also the best result.

After the performance, the emperor indeed summoned Xia Changyu and asked him some questions.

The emperor of the Southern Dynasty was surnamed Qi, with a single name of Rui, which was different from what Xia Changyu imagined. He looked very young, but in fact he was over 40 years old. He respected the national teacher very much, but there were some things that could not be concealed. .

Xia Changyu answered one by one according to what had been discussed. Dongfang Qingche also cooperated very well, with a sad expression on his face. I'm afraid it's not just pretending, he is really sad.

Qi Rui looked at the national teacher distressedly, did not continue this topic, but asked Xia Changyu, "Are you willing to be the adopted son of the national teacher?"

Xia Changyu was taken aback, and knelt down in fear, "The grass people are stupid and dare not climb high."

Qi Rui ignored Xia Changyu, turned his head and asked Dongfang Qingche, "Does the national teacher have this intention?"

Dongfang Qingche said with a smile: "This minister also has this intention, thank you Your Majesty for fulfilling it."

"Get up," Qi Rui raised his hand, "Since the national teacher has adopted you as a adopted son, you can't stay in that Firework Lane anymore. If it spreads out, you will have a bad reputation, so you can live in the palace these days. The national teacher is going to sacrifice in the palace recently, after the sacrifice, he will return to the national teacher's mansion, you can go back with him, he likes to listen to ventriloquist, in your spare time, you can show him more performances."

Xia Changyu was a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to refuse what the emperor said, so he kowtowed and said: "The grass people accept the order."

Ye Feiyu was always behind Xia Changyu, and when he heard what the other said, he twitched the corner of his mouth lightly.

After Qi Rui finished speaking, he returned to the Hall of Zhaohe. Dongfang Qingche was very happy to accept Xia Changyu as his adoptive son. Watching the moon drink a few cups.

Dongfang Qingche was getting a little drunk, chattering and chattering, showing his true nature, not like a national teacher at all, and at the end of the talk, his voice changed a little.

Xia Changyu knew that he was depressed. Originally, he was just recovering from a serious illness and it was not suitable for him to drink. Seeing this situation, he also went to drink with him.

Ye Feiyu persuaded Xia Changyu to drink less. Unexpectedly, this person refused to listen, and even acted coquettishly, telling Ye Feiyu to leave him alone and drink until he was drunk. I don’t know next year. What year is it.

Xia Changyu's tongue was already a little knotted, obviously already high.

Dongfang Qingche smiled wickedly and said, "Young man, he is your master, how can you not listen to what your master says?"

Ye Feiyu's face was ashen, looking at the smirking Xia Changyu, he wanted to scold him but couldn't bear it, and said, "I don't want him to be my master!"

Dongfang Qingche burped, "Oh? Then what are you doing?"

Ye Feiyu said, "Of course it's my wife."

Dongfang Qingche was startled, then patted the table, "Nonsense, he is your master, how can you take your master as your wife?"

Xia Changyu joined in the fun and also patted the table, "That's right, that's right, I'm the master, why should I be a wife...uh...why...uh..."

The corners of Ye Feiyu's mouth twitched, he didn't want to talk to this drunkard at this time, so he pulled Xia Changyu over and hugged him by the waist, "If Master doesn't want to marry, then you can marry me."

After Xia Changyu spun around for a while, he giggled twice, "It's more or less the same."

Dongfang Qingche frowned, sticking out his tongue, "You bastard, master and apprentice...uh...how can it be, uh..."

Ye Feiyu didn't bother to listen to those nonsense anymore, so the little eunuch led the way, and carried Xia Changyu to the bedroom to rest.

Dongfang Qingche was left alone in the courtyard drinking madly.

Xia Changyu got even more rowdy when he arrived in the bedroom, singing songs and reciting poems, which Ye Feiyu had never heard before.

What "Blue and White Porcelain", "Rosemary", what moonlight in front of the bed, two pairs of shoes on the ground...

Ye Feiyu was out of breath and hit Xia Changyu's ass with a "snap".

Xia Changyu was taken aback for a moment, then jumped up, staggered, almost fell, he pinched his face and shouted: "Little brat, your wings are hard? How dare you hit me? Straight men can't touch their ass, understand? "

Ye Feiyu: "..."

Xia Changyu: "What are you looking at? Look again? If you look again, I'll eat you up, hahahahahaha, you're scared, aww, I'm a wolf! I'm a wolf from the north..."

Ye Feiyu: "Don't make too much noise, this is the imperial palace, you will be beheaded."

Xia Changyu silenced her voice obediently, covering her chin with her hands, her eyes widened, "Hush, whisper, whisper."

Ye Feiyu looked at his rosy cheeks and soft lips, and suddenly her lower abdomen tightened.

At this time, Xia Changyu's face changed, and he groaned a few times, "uh", and spat out his hand...

Ye Feiyu: "..."

Xia Changyu shook his hands, suppressing the nausea in his stomach, "This is good wine, don't vomit."

Ye Feiyu: "..."

Xia Changyu regained his strength, looked at his hands with disgust, and finally looked at Ye Feiyu pitifully, his eyes were moist like elk, and he said, "Little bear, I want to take a bath."