true identity

Chapter9

Miaomiao is not alone in the century-old biography of the Three Treasures of Han County.

Green water surrounds the city, and the meandering river nourishes the people of Han County.The region is rich and the people have a lot of entertainment, and the romantic and famous people play a hundred tricks of riding, archery, sword and chess, and they are tired of the last one.Just when everyone was scratching their heads and planning to start playing the Qushui Liushang again, the singing of the girl like Qinghe after the rain attracted everyone's attention.

Since then, Miaoyinxuan, Red Mansion and Qinghe Pavilion have played various skill signs.

Every family was looking for the throat of the nightingale, and the parents who had to sell their children due to poverty all asked their children from the temple for a kind of candy that was said to clear the throat.However, just like the destiny of birth, the throat cannot be changed at will.

Because of Miaoyinxuan's proper knowledge of people, the brand gradually became popular.Even though the voices of Qingkui, who were chosen from thousands of people in the Red Mansion and Qinghe Pavilion, were pleasant at first, after the girls experienced the voice change period, all of them became hoarse as if they had eaten soot.The red lotus in the river pond bloomed and failed again, the girl who sang was long gone, but the reputation of Miaoyinxuan gradually overshadowed the other two, and the Qinghe Pavilion was not even left in everyone's memory.

In order to preserve a good tradition, the old bustard directly named Qingkui Song Ji as Miaomiao.So far, the singer of Han County's reputation has spread far and wide.People from distant villages all said that Hanjun Miaomiao's singing attracted Bixiao.

After a hundred years, it is really rare to have someone with both good looks and singing voice. Later, in order not to let the signboard be smashed, the boss of Miaoyinxuan simply made a decision, and Miaomiao's face had to be covered.

This move has had mixed reviews.

Rumors started secretly, some said that Miaomiao who covered her face was actually extremely ugly, others said that Miaomiao actually had a singing double, and some even maliciously slandered that Miaomiao was actually a man.

Everyone laughed at the last words, after all, the voice is there, but the former has its own opinion.

Miaomiao, who is under Du Liniang's subordinates, has been showing people face to face all year round. This time, he held an apology banquet for accidentally injuring the young prince, mainly to dispel the rumors he spread, and secondly to stabilize regular customers.

As usual, Miaomiao sang a few songs on stage, and when everyone was listening to it like a dream, the little prince suddenly stood up and asked loudly for Miaomiao's redemption, otherwise he would blame Miaoyinxuan and her.

Du Liniang turned pale with shock: "Young prince, no, we have no successors for Miaomiao, so she can't leave." Before she finished speaking, she was kicked away by the young prince.With his hands and feet bound at the foot of the imperial city, should he be restrained any more in this small place?The little prince immediately jumped onto the stage, grabbed Miaomiao's hand and dragged her away.

While everyone was stunned, Miaomiao did something horrifying.She tried her best to break free from the demon's claws, and even slapped the little prince with all her strength.

There was no crisp sound, but everyone stopped what they were doing and looked straight at the two people on the stage.

Du Liniang simply passed out and fell to the ground.

Another girl from Miaoyinxuan shouted: "Miaomiao, are you crazy?!"

The little prince raised his hand to cover his hot cheeks, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding from the scrape. This strength was beyond his imagination.He lowered his voice: "Miaomiao, aren't you afraid of death?"

The veil on Miaomiao's forehead was fluttering in the night wind, and her voice was also trembling by the wind. There was fear and pleading hidden in her fluttering voice. She was a little annoyed by what she had done just now, but more of a vague expectation : "My lord, Ruo Miaomiao told you that I just want to stay in Miaoyinxuan, can you promise me?"

Jiang Yanyi and Pei Ding arrived at this very moment.

The little prince stared at Miaomiao.

His mother was born as a maidservant, but the emperor accidentally gave birth to a child, and the mother let go after giving birth to him, leaving him alone to feel the intrigue.The empresses and concubines didn't like him, and the emperor didn't care much about him because of his mediocre qualifications. He didn't even live like a prince.Coal in winter is an inferior commodity, the smoke from it can blacken a room, and there are holes in summer clothes. Compared with the life of other princes, he is simply a beggar.I thought that after being reviled thousands of miles away, I would be able to live the life I wanted, but who knew that even ordinary people could easily reject me.

The little prince looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "I can't."

Miaomiao knelt down slowly: "I'm not afraid of death."

As soon as the words were finished, the little prince pulled out the dagger that was kept on his waist all year round and stabbed at her neck.

"Stop!" Jiang Yanyi shouted loudly.

Zhao bid farewell to Jiang Yanyi and Pei Ding, and returned to the Xiangtang restaurant angrily.

The handyman who had been curious for a long time had the courage to surround him one after another: "Zhao Ci, do you know that lord?"

"Is he the same Mr. Jiang who broke down the Ping'an Inn?"

"The one next to him seems to be Mr. Pei's son. I recognize the jade pendant on his waist. Ah San told me about it back then."

Hearing a familiar name, Zhao Ci was speechless: "Why did you get involved with Ah San?"

The man who had a relationship with Ah San was called Wu Yong. He was also a perennial gambler. Because he was suspected of harassing his sisters in Miaoyinxuan, Du Liniang came here to sweep the floor.

Wu Yong said "Hi", "Ah San has been sneaking to Miaoyinxuan, and that Xiaokui is his good friend. He also taught me the secret of throwing dice before, and it's pretty good at playing, so I'm familiar with it once I come and go. But speaking of it , He hasn’t come all this time, it’s a bit abnormal.”

"What's abnormal, his ruffian, it's hard to tell if he's being sap." Someone interjected disdainfully.

Wu Yong chuckled: "Maybe."

Zhao Ci subconsciously touched the shoulder that was beaten by Ah San and the others last time, and thought of Gongsun Ming again.The wonton seller said that they were seriously injured, but he didn't go to see how bad it was, but it was probably pretty miserable after all.

Deserve it.