Dressed as cannon fodder for the rich

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In order to avoid involving sensitive subjects, it is an overhead background of the Republic of China!Overhead!Overhead!Overhead!

Years and some specific events are intentionally messed up!Do not research!

Also, to remind the little cuties, Xiaoyu was 18 years old when he was transmigrated back to the Republic of China, and at the beginning of the text, he transmigrated into the book at the age of 23.

In the spring of the 11th year of the Republic of China, Shanghai.

The sycamore trees on both sides of the road have just sprouted new buds, dotted with fine green,

The pigeons that had been kept in the pigeon coop for the whole winter also flew out, flapping their wings and flying over the roof of the Shikumen house.

The wind in early March is still a bit cold, mixed with the drizzle, adding to the chill, but it is much better than winter.

On Aitang Road, at the entrance of the alley, in front of the yard of a two-story old house, a boy of seventeen or eighteen was wearing a blue robe that was washed white with starch, and was washing something in cold water with his sleeves rolled up.

He was tall and slender, and a little too thin.

At this time, it was the boy's growth period, and the robe on the boy's body was obviously a little old and did not fit well. A thin ankle was exposed underneath, and a forearm that looked like a broken lotus root was exposed above.

He held a shiny hexagonal silver flower in his left hand, and a sponge soaked in water in his right hand. His fingers were red with cold, and he was gently wiping a little stain on it with trembling hands.

His eyebrows and eyes are shining, like the hexagonal silver flower in his hand.

Next door, next to the low courtyard wall, two middle-aged women were eating melon seeds and chatting under the eaves.

"Nong heard about Fa. In two days, a new army will take over Shanghai."

"There's a new one? It's really quick to change one bundle after another."

"That's right, Commander Zhang was sent away after only a few months in the last one."

"Are you going to stay for a few days this time?"

"I heard it's different this time. It seems that the call came from the Northeast. According to my husband, the commander's surname was Xun, and he was called the Siberian Tiger. He crossed the Yellow River from the Northeast all the way down. It's great."

"Hey, then come here, it has nothing to do with us ordinary people, just fight a few fewer battles."

Standing in the yard, Qi Xiaoyu was washing the hexagonal flowers in his hands, while listening to the chat next door, he sighed slightly.

Because there was a war in Peking, the place was not peaceful, and no one dared to come out to listen to the opera. Their Red Moon Squad could not stay any longer. They escaped from Peking last winter. Unexpectedly, just after arriving in Shanghai, another warlord came. I hope there will be peace here It would be better if it lasted longer.

He was thinking about these things when he heard a voice calling him from behind,

"Little fish, come in quickly, Master is looking for you."

The man who came to call him was about 23 years old, his name was Xi Yun, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, he was a singer, and he sang in the Red Moon Class with him. He was Qi Xiaoyu's senior brother.

"it is good."

Hearing this, Qi Xiaoyu quickly wrung out the sponge and put it aside, dried and wrapped the hexagonal flowers with his long robe, trotted across the yard, and followed Xi Yun into it.

The bungalow they rented was old, and the inside was old and damp. After entering through the back door, one had to walk through a long, dark corridor before reaching the front hall. The road was lit during the day, but it was also dim dark.

But both of them were young, and they walked smoothly in the dark.

In the front hall, a bunch of seniors of different ages are practicing their respective roles.

Xi Yun looked at this well-behaved and beautiful junior with doting eyes, pointed to a door next door that was ajar, and whispered to Qi Xiaoyu, "Master is in a bad mood today, you should be careful when you go in."

Qi Xiaoyu nodded, then walked lightly to the door, knocked lightly, poked half of his head in first, "Master, do you need me?"

This is the living room of Qi Fengjian, the leader of Hongyue class. The interior is very simple, a bed, a wicker chair, a few big boxes for clothes, and nothing else.

At this time, Qi Fengjian sat on the rattan chair with his legs crossed, his cheeks seemed to be shaved, his face was ashen, his face was tight, and the fine stubble covered half of his face like steel needles.

Seeing Qi Xiaoyu come in, Qi Fengjian stopped his hand holding the walnuts, raised his head and glanced at the extremely beautiful little apprentice in front of him with weathered and resolute eyes,

"Tonight's "Suolin Bag", you come to sing."

Qi Xiaoyu was picked up by Qi Fengjian from a ruined temple and brought up. He has respected and feared Qi Fengjian since he was a child. Faced with Qi Fengjian's request, Qi Xiaoyu always nodded subconsciously and agreed, and then Cai blinked his big eyes and asked, "What about Senior Brother Gu, he sings better than me."

In the play "Locking the Spirit Bag", his senior brother Gu Zizhen used to sing Huadan Xue Xiangling.

Gu Zizhen is 26 years old and became popular by singing this play. She sings very well, and every time the house is full of applause.

Qi Fengjian casually plated walnuts, and said in a deep voice as if impatient, "Your Brother Gu is sick."

Qi Xiaoyu pursed her lips and said in an aggrieved voice, "I saw Brother Gu hanging his throat this morning."

He could hear that the master was impatient, but he knew that if he acted like a baby, the master would not be really angry.

Sure enough, Qi Fengjian was not very angry, but he was unwilling to explain to him, "Don't worry about it. General Hu is going to come to the theater tonight, so you should prepare well."

"Oh." Qi Xiaoyu agreed, stepped back obediently, and closed the door.

Outside, Xi Yun was still waiting for him, and when he saw him coming out, he took his hand and asked, "Why does Master want you?"

Qi Xiaoyu pursed her lips, "Master asked me to sing Xue Xiangling tonight."

Xi Yun said happily, "That's good."

But seeing Qi Xiaoyu's unhappy face, he comforted him, "Isn't it your first time to sing Xue Xiangling on stage? Don't worry, senior brother will take you, and you can sing as usual."

Qi Xiaoyu still pursed his lips, "I'm not afraid, it's because the master said that Senior Brother Gu was ill so he didn't go on stage, but I saw Senior Brother Gu hang his throat in the morning."

Xi Yun was also at a loss, "Zizhen is really well. But he seemed to be a little unwell in the afternoon. He stayed upstairs with his junior sister all afternoon and didn't come down... Could it be that he suddenly fell ill? We'll go later Look at him in the room."

Xi Yun shook his head, "What else did Master say?"

Qi Xiaoyu frowned, "Master also said that General Hu is coming to the theater, so we need to prepare well."

Now, Xi Yun also frowned, "Is he coming again?"

The warlord who occupied Shanghai before was a commander surnamed Zhang, and Hu Haibing was under this commander. Commander Zhang left, but this Hu Haibing stayed.

Although they are unwilling, there is nothing they can do. For one thing, they have just come to Shanghai, and their foundation is not stable. After using the silver in their hands to escape, there is nothing left after renting a house and daily expenses, and they have to work hard to survive. .

Second, in front of such a person with military power, the theater troupe really has no room to resist.

Xi Yun sighed, and patted Qi Xiaoyu on the shoulder, "Then let's listen to Master and prepare first."

****

The Hongyue class came to Shanghai and signed to sing in the Happy Garden.

Huanxi Garden is adjacent to Yu Garden, and the street is full of teahouses and restaurants, with a large flow of people, and it is very lively. At night, it is especially prosperous.

At six o'clock in the evening, the aroma of the wine shop wafted all over the street.

Huanxi Garden is already full of people. Although the Hongyue troupe came to Shanghai for the first time, they used to sing operas in the capital and had a very good reputation, especially Gu Zizhen, Qi Qi and He Xi Yun. , Tickets are not worried about selling.

In the entire theatre, there is only a tea table in the middle, which seems to be reserved for important people.

Backstage, Qi Xiaoyu, Xi Yun and the rest of the people who will be on stage today have already done their makeup and are babbling.

Qi Fengjian was busy to and fro, dealing with various things.

While everyone was busy, suddenly, the backstage curtain was lifted, and a man and a woman walked in.

The man was tall and slender, also wearing a blue robe, parted bangs, and delicate features. He was Gu Zizhen, the elder brother of the Red Moon class.

The girl is beautiful and gentle, with long braids in each ear, she is Qi Fengjian's daughter Qi Wanrou.

After Gu Zizhen hurried in, she walked straight towards Qi Xiaoyu, grabbed Qi Xiaoyu's hand and pulled him up from the seat, then turned her head and said to Qi Fengjian, "Master, Xiaoyu can't go, I will go."

When Qi Fengjian saw him coming in, his face darkened, "Nonsense, Xiaoyu's name is hung outside, what are you going for?"

Gu Zizhen looked anxious, "But that bastard came after me, so I can't ask Xiaoyu to come."

Qi Fengjian, "You know that bastard and pervert is coming after you, so you can still go out?"

Then he said to Qi Wanrou who was following Gu Zizhen, "Wanrou, I told you to take good care of Zizhen, why are you messing around with me?"

Qi Wanrou twisted her clothes with her fingers, as if she was struggling, "Father, why don't anyone stop singing tonight? That Hu Haibing is not human at all, senior brother Gu and Xiaoyu are not allowed to go."

Qi Fengjian scolded angrily, "Is it a child's play for you to sing an opera? If you don't sing, everyone go drink the Northwest Wind?"

Gu Zizhen, "Then let Xiaoyu go? Xiaoyu is prettier than me. What if he takes a fancy to Xiaoyu?"

Qi Xiaoyu, who was sitting by the side, understood the key point in just a few words, "Stop talking, I'll go. Brother, listen, the gongs and drums are starting outside, and it's too late for you to change your clothes now."

Gu Zizhen gritted her teeth, "It's okay to be late. You can't go."

There was drumming and applause outside.

Looking at this scene, the others didn't know whether to appear or not.

Xi Yun said "This... this" twice, but he didn't know what to do.

People from the theater rushed in and stared at them, "Master Qi, what do you mean by this? General Hu has already arrived outside, and the guests are full. Are you still not on stage? Are you going to open the skylight?"

Qi Xiaoyu looked up at Qi Fengjian.

Chiffon understands.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Fengjian stopped Gu Zizhen, and Qi Xiaoyu slipped out of Gu Zizhen's hand, opened the curtain leading to the stage and went up.

****

During a play, everyone behind the stage was extremely nervous.

Only the applause and cheers were no less than in the past. Although Qi Xiaoyu sang Xue Xiangling in "Suolin Bag" for the first time on stage, he usually listened to a lot with Gu Zizhen and sang it. It was not a problem to get started.

It was precisely because he sang so well that Gu Zizhen was even more anxious. He didn't know how many times he sang in the background, and he didn't know how many times he chanted to Qi Wanrou, "Look at Xiaoyu like this, who can't be fascinated by him? Don't talk about that old pervert. If he is spotted by that old pervert tonight, it's me who caused him misfortune."

Qi Wanrou was also in a hurry, "Don't blame yourself, let's figure out a solution together." Then she pulled Qi Fengjian's sleeve, "Father, what should I do, look at that old pervert's eyes, he won't let it go Small fish."

Qi Fengjian held a pipe and kept smoking it. His eyes went back and forth between Qi Xiaoyu and Hu Haibing. He ignored Qi Wanrou and waited until the singing was over before he said to Gu Zizhen, "After the singing is over, you will immediately bring the Let Xiaoyu go, I will take care of the rest."

"it is good."

Gu Zizhen kept Qi Fengjian's words in mind, when she saw Qi Xiaoyu stepped down from the stage, before he could take off his make-up and change his clothes, she pulled Qi Xiaoyu over and wanted to leave.

But it was still too late, the door was already blocked by several soldiers.

Hu Haibing is not tall, but he is very strong. The military uniform on his body cannot be buttoned up. The clothes are open to reveal a round belly, but there is a gun in his waist. He walked in surrounded by the crowd as if showing off, clapping his hands, "The Hongyue class is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, everyone is a treasure."

Seeing this battle, everyone else in the theater ran away quickly, and only the Hongyue class was left behind.

Seeing that he couldn't leave, Qi Fengjian stood in the front and protected a few apprentices behind him, "General Hu is overwhelmed."

Qi Xiaoyu and Gu Zizhen pulled Qi Wanrou behind them at the same time.

Hu Haibing laughed twice, walked around him and looked at Gu Zizhen and Qi Xiaoyu who were behind him, "Yo, Mr. Gu is here too, I said today that I would like to invite Mr. Gu to come and sing an opera, how did Mr. Qi say that he is sick?"

Qi Fengjian said, "I'm really sick, so I didn't go on stage, and now I'm going to see a doctor, so I ask General Hu to give me a hand and make way."

Hu Haibing laughed twice, "Master Qi, don't play Tai Chi with me. I have come here several times, and I have paid a lot of rewards. I have to take one of these two back today."

Qi Fengjian still didn't move.

Someone pulled out a gun.

Qi Fengjian raised his head, "I heard that Commander Xun is coming to Shanghai soon. General Hu is a subordinate of Commander Zhang. At this moment, it is inevitable that General Hu acts like this..."

Hu Haibing didn't wait for Qi Fengjian to finish speaking, and laughed towards the sky, "What kind of thing is Xun? I'm afraid of him? Besides, can he still argue with me because of two mere actors? Banzhu Qi is really old and not clear-headed.

Since Team Leader Qi is unwilling to discuss it properly, then...someone, invite Mr. Gu and Mr. Qi back to me. "