Master is a white moonlight

Tianyin Pavilion, Dahong Stage.

The matchmaker was wearing a peach-colored waistcoat, a pink waist scarf around her waist, and a pair of colorful trousers with a light green base.

With flower hairpins adorning her hair, and a delicate and fair face, she persuaded Madam Cui beside her, "Madam!"

"The leader of the talented and talented article, my lady is beautiful and the head of the lady class. The one is full of all kinds of scholars, and my lady is the best in embroidery and phoenix painting."

"When you have to give up, you must give up. How can a benefactor be an enemy? The government will inevitably make a fool of himself, so it's better to come along and push the boat along."

YOFC's appearance has to be said to be amazing and eye-catching.

The voice is thin and crisp, the rhythm of the libretto is grasped just right, and the matchmaker's playfulness and spirit are vividly performed by YOFC.

Chang Fei had a good figure and fair face, so he didn't find it strange at all to pretend to be a woman.

After this gorgeous heavy makeup, embellished with pearls, emeralds and gemstones, the whole person can no longer tell that he is a man.

In the most luxurious private room on the second floor, Fang Ducheng bowed his head and took a sip of a cup of fragrant tea.When he raised his eyes, he was facing the big red stage.

"Brother Jiang, do you know who this matchmaker is?" Fang Ducheng turned his head to look at Jiang Haotian, and said, "You look pretty good."

"Adjutant Zhang, tell me." Jiang Haotian continued to stare at the stage without turning his head, looking forward to Mo Yu's appearance.

Although the matchmaker's appearance was stunning, it was not as dignified as Mo Yu's Cui Yingying.

Apart from appearance, Chang Fei's singing skills are far behind Mo Yu's in the most important aspect of singing skills.

It's just that Fang Ducheng doesn't understand drama, so naturally he can't see the way to it.

"Back to the Prime Minister, back to the Chief." Adjutant Zhang stood upright and replied, "The matchmaker is played by Chang Fei."

"Yangfei?" Fang Ducheng frowned, and said to himself, "Why doesn't the name sound like a girl's name?"

"Brother Fang doesn't know, this Chang Fei is someone close to Boss Mo." Jiang Haotian explained, "He is a man, so naturally he doesn't take this woman's boudoir name."

"What? A man actually pretends to be a female role?" Fang Ducheng was surprised when he heard that.

"Naturally, originally these six roles were mostly played by men."

"Oh, so it turns out, brother Jiang is really knowledgeable!"

In the box next door, there were Leng Yijiao and the three concubines of the customs chief.

Leng Yijiao almost ran out of the dressing room just now, but met the second aunt on the way, and was greeted by the second aunt to her box.

The third concubine and the fourth concubine were nibbling melon seeds and drinking fragrant tea, chatting and laughing in whispers from time to time.

"What's wrong with my sister?" The second aunt held a ceramic teacup in her hand, put it on her lips and took a small sip, then turned to look at Leng Yizhen and asked, "I see that your face is blushing unusually , Are you feeling unwell? Or do you have a fever?"

"Thank you, sister, for your concern. I'm in good health, but the weather is too hot." Leng Yizhen asked the maid beside him for a round fan, and fanned herself vigorously.

"Have you asked Boss Wu if there is any iced watermelon?" The second aunt called the maidservant and ordered, "If there is, take a plate."

"Yes, Second Aunt." The maid bowed slightly and turned around to leave the box.

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers from the inner hall on the first floor.

"Look! Boss Mo is here!"

"Wow! It's Boss Mo! It's Boss Mo!"

The second aunt quickly turned her head away when she heard the sound, staring intently at the center of the stage, her gaze instantly became obsessed.

Leng Yizhen's attention was naturally attracted, and he also looked towards the stage.

Mo Yu stood in the center of the stage in a pink double-breasted pleated skirt, with a light beige jacket with a stand-up collar over it, and pretty red peony flowers on the skirt and hem.

The head is full of pearls, emeralds and agates, which are dazzling.As the ink feather step moves lightly repeatedly, it reflects a dazzling light.

Every frown and smile of Mo Yu aroused the emotions of the audience.

A long sleeve brushed his face, Mo Yu lowered his phoenix eyes, and from the corner of his eye, he stared nakedly at Leng Yijiao on the second floor, and said sadly, "The blue sky, the field of yellow flowers, the westerly wind is tight, and the geese from the north are flying from the south." .”

"Ask Xiaolai who is stained with frost and forest crimson? I always leave people with tears for a thousand lines. The achievement sooner or later makes people sad, and the horse can't be tied. The willow silk is as long as it is. The seven-star chariot and I catch up with the horse, and the sparse Lin also hangs on to the setting sun with me."

"So that Zhang Lang and I can share our heart-to-heart talk, and looking at the ten-lip pavilion from afar will break my heart!"

Away from the crowd, Leng Yijiao and Mo Yu met each other's eyes.

Leng Yizhen was nervous, and accidentally knocked the teacup to the ground with an elbow.

With a "pop", the ceramic cup fell to pieces, and the tea mixed with the tea splashed all over the floor.

Seeing this, the maidservant at the side quickly squatted down and picked up the ceramic shards.

"Sister, what happened to you today?" The second aunt turned her head when she heard the sound, looked at Leng Yijiao and asked with concern, "Look at you being so out of control."

"It's okay, it's okay." Leng Yizhen waved his hands again and again, maintaining a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I was just fascinated by the play, so I accidentally knocked down the teacup."

"Sister is right!" The second aunt winked at Leng Yizhen, "Let's stop talking and watch the play seriously."

When looking at the stage again, Mo Yu and Zhang Gong's actors are looking at each other affectionately, telling a love story, with an attitude of affection.

Knowing that she was singing an opera, knowing that it was just an illusion for everyone to see, but Leng Yijiao felt panicked in her heart.

Before you know it, a play has come to an end.

In an instant, thunderous applause broke out in the entire inner hall and the boxes on the second floor.

Chang Fei stood beside Mo Yu and followed the actors to call the curtain call, his eyes were already filled with tears.

Looking at the enthusiastic audience, the phantom that appeared after smoking white noodles finally came true today.

Mo Yu stood in the center of the stage, like the stars supporting the moon, with a dignified and elegant smile on the corner of his mouth.He bowed slightly and thanked the audience.

"Rewards! There are many rewards!" The Prime Minister stood up, applauded excitedly, and shouted loudly towards the stage.

"Boss Mo is really extraordinary, he really sings well!" Fang Ducheng turned his head and excitedly invited Jiang Haotian, "Come on, Brother Jiang, let's go backstage together."

"Brother Fang, this way please." Jiang Haotian said, turned around, and led Fang Ducheng out of the box.

Headed by the Prime Minister and the Chief of Customs, a group of people walked towards the dressing room backstage.

Chang Fei and Mo Yu went back to the dressing room together, and the rest of the actors went back to the mixed dressing room next to them.

With a sound of "dong", Chang Fei knelt on the ground with both knees, and said gratefully to Mo Yu, "Boss Mo, thank you for fulfilling Chang Fei's long-cherished wish in this life!"

"Yangfei has nothing in return. He is willing to be a maidservant and a slave, and serve Boss Mo all his life." Changfei kowtowed while kowtowling.

"Get up quickly, don't give this big gift to others casually, not even me." Mo Yu stepped forward one by one, stood in front of Chang Fei, bent down and helped Chang Fei on the ground.

"Yes... Boss Mo..." Chang Fei stood up slowly, tears still dripping from the corners of his eyes.

"Hurry up and wipe away your tears." Mo Yu looked at Chang Fei and instructed, "The Prime Minister and the others should be here soon, it's not good to be seen."

"Yeah...yes..." Chang Fei turned his back and gently wiped his tears with his cuff.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.

Mo Yu raised her head and looked at the door.

I saw a group of people appearing at the door of the dressing room. The Prime Minister and the Chief of Customs stood at the front, followed by the Second Aunt and Leng Yijiao.

Two adjutants led two teams of non-commissioned officers to stand at the back, blocking the corridor tightly.

One team wore dark brown uniforms and the other team wore white uniforms.All of them are full of energy, with straight backs, pistols on their belts, and serious expressions looking straight ahead.

"Boss Mo, today's show is indeed your specialty!" Fang Ducheng walked in the front, walked up to Mo Yu in a few steps, and praised.

His gaze first fell on Mo Yu, and then moved to Chang Fei who was beside him.

Those naked eyes seemed to have seen Changfei inside and out.Others may not have noticed, but Mo Yu and Jiang Haotian at the side instantly understood.

"Thank you, Prime Minister, for your compliment." Mo Yu bowed slightly, then stood up straight and looked at YOFC beside him, "YOFC, thank you, Prime Minister."

"Yangfei thanked the prime minister." Changfei stepped forward and bowed to Fang Ducheng.

"Please get up!" Fang Ducheng stepped forward, grasped Chang Fei's hands, and took the opportunity to touch Chang Fei's smooth hands.

Changfei's eyes widened in surprise, and he tried to withdraw his hands.

But Fang Ducheng, who was born in a soldier, was so strong that even with a light grip, Chang Fei couldn't break free for a while.

"Ahem!" Jiang Haotian stood aside, he couldn't stand it any longer, so he pretended to cough.

Only then did Fang Ducheng let go of Chang Fei's hand, looked at Chang Fei and praised, "This 'Matchmaker' has excellent singing skills at such a young age. Given time, he will definitely become a famous actor."

"The Prime Minister is ridiculously praised, and YOFC is ashamed." YOFC lowered its head, not daring to look at the Prime Minister.

"Haha, you don't believe my vision!" Fang Ducheng laughed loudly, looked at Chang Fei and asked back.

"No, no." Changfei was too frightened to say any more, fearing that he would accidentally say something wrong and offend the Prime Minister.

"Brother Fang, look at you scaring Chang Fei." Jiang Haotian smoothed things over from the side.

"Do I have it?" Fang Ducheng turned his head, looked at Jiang Haotian and asked.

"En." Jiang Haotian responded.

"Don't be afraid." Fang Ducheng turned his head to look at Chang Fei, and quickly explained, "I didn't mean to scare you on purpose."

"Yangfei understands." Changfei lowered his head and said in a low voice, but beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

At first, Chang Fei thought that he was too scared, that's why he broke out in a cold sweat.

The beads of sweat seemed to flow endlessly, dripping down one by one.

But after the chills, there was an obvious burst of fever.Between the alternation of hot and cold, I couldn't help shivering.

Backing away, Chang Fei sat down on the chair, holding on to the handle of the chair with both hands.

"Yangfei, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Mo Yu stepped forward a few steps and squatted beside Changfei.

Hearing the sound, Leng Yizhen walked quickly to Changfei, and also squatted down.Pulling Changfei's wrist, put his fingers on the side of Changfei's wrist.

"Brother Jiang, what's going on?" Fang Ducheng looked at Jiang Haotian beside him suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong with this man?"

"Brother Fang, I forgot to introduce you." Jiang Haotian replied unhurriedly, pointing at Leng Yijiao, "This is Doctor Leng who is in charge of making Jiebai noodles."

"As for this one, he is the drug tester." Jiang Haotian pointed to Changfei in front of him and said, "Let's wait for Doctor Leng to finish his pulse."

"Well, good." Fang Ducheng nodded, looking at Changfei with a worried look.

Leng Yizhen took the pulse and pulled Changfei's other hand.He rolled up his sleeves, and as expected, dense goosebumps appeared on his arms.

"Doctor Leng, what's wrong with Changfei?" Mo Yu squatted aside and asked with concern, "Why is his complexion so bad?"

"Drug addiction has occurred." Leng Yizhen looked at Mo Yu and replied, then turned to look at the chief of the customs, and said eagerly, "Chief, we must go back immediately! Changfei has developed a drug addiction!"

"Adjutant Zhang, prepare the car." Jiang Haotian frowned and ordered.

"Yes, chief!" Adjutant Zhang walked out from the crowd, and saluted the back of the chief of customs.