Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 611 Returning (5)
Mu Xiang shook her head embarrassingly, and squinted her eyes to stare at Hong Ye's eyes, "This artist is very caring, this dress of yours is indeed custom-made for you, but this style also took a lot of thought, look at this embroidered dress. By the way, look at the hem of this skirt, every cent, every centimeter is made according to your figure, it is not ordinary, but very caring."

Hongye blushed, not a hot blush, but a shy blushing, "Why, my sister joked, he just made me look like you, you like it, and ask him to make one for you later. .”

At this time, the carriage passed the busiest and busiest street in the capital. In the evening, the busiest places on this street were restaurants and brothels.

There is also a stage set up on the side of the road, singing local operas.

These are not regular opera troupes. In jargon, they are called wild troupes.

Walking around the villages and alleys, performing arts to make money, in the business of singing, this class of people is the most humble.

Those with a little bit of background and a little bit of horn all have their own venues and run a tea house, where they drink tea and watch theaters there.

And these wild teams on the side of the road are mostly old people who have no money, and those who look down on the show and just join in the fun.

There were also quite a few beggars around the stage. Although they couldn't understand what was being sung, they thought they looked good when they saw the colorfully dressed people on the stage.

The Tsing Yi on the wild stage sings babblingly, the love between men and women, the joys and joys, the dewy marriage, the longing for the morning.

Compared with the elegant art of opera, their singing is simply dirty to people's ears, and it is not inferior to those profligate women in brothels.

When Hongye heard the woman's singing, her body obviously stiffened a lot, and her expression also froze.

"What's the matter? Do you know the singer?" Mu Xiang asked, picked up the curtain, and looked at the woman standing on the one-meter-high platform, scratching her head.

She didn't notice before that this singer can be dressed so nakedly.

"I don't know, my sister don't look at it anymore, those people are very dirty," Hongye pulled down the curtain, her expression was still a little unnatural, as if she was avoiding something.

Mu Xiang said suspiciously: "Since it's dirty, just throw it out!"

She opened the curtain again, and said to Yan Zhong: "Go and see if there are soldiers patrolling the city nearby, and tell them to come over."

Yan Zhong nodded and walked away to find someone.

Hongye became even more nervous, "I don't want it anymore, they...they are also asking for business..." She can also be regarded as a new type of woman who has been in the capital for a long time and is also very bold. so?

Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, Mu Xiang lifted the curtain again, took a look, and went up and down the stage.

In other words, the men of the Mu family, even those with the surname Mu of the side branch, are much more handsome than many men.

Hongye's husband is called Mu Jinghua.Mu Xiang has only seen it once, and that was in Hongye's shop.

The first thing he said when he saw Hongye was asking for money, but he didn't ask for money fiercely, but had a gentle smile on his face, and his voice was so soft that he wanted to melt people.

Stretch out a palm that is whiter than a woman, and ask for 100 taels of silver to control the red leaves.

She didn't see what happened after that, but judging from the situation, he went to ask for money not once or twice.

For ordinary people, 100 taels of silver is quite a lot.

At this time, Mu Jinghua was sitting on a small stool, staring obsessively at the woman on the stage with her slender waist twisted and singing incomprehensibly.

"How long has he liked this woman? Do you want to marry her as a concubine?" Mu Xiang recalled what Hong Ye said, she only gave birth to a girl, but never had a boy. For this reason, her mother-in-law made her very angry.

Seeing that Hongye couldn't hold back anymore, she had to smile wryly and said, "This troupe came to the capital in the twelfth lunar month last year. How long did you say? , has been unclean for a long time, who dares to marry and go home, let people know, and it’s not a joke.”

Yan Zhong had already found a group of soldiers patrolling the city, and the leader, the little leader, stood in front of Mu Xiang's sedan chair and greeted him respectfully, "I've seen the princess!"

Mu Xiang raised the curtain again, "You are patrolling the capital, you should be responsible for the public security of the capital. Seeing that there is no wild theater troupe, and showing off in the street, it's not proper, it's not good to scare the little baby, coax away!"

"Yes, my subordinate immediately asked them to evacuate, alarming the concubine and empress, it is the sin of the villains, empress forgive me!"

No one in the capital knows that this Lord is a formidable person who cannot be recruited or provoked.

The ten soldiers patrolling the city, when facing Mu Xiang, bowed their knees, but when they turned around, when facing ordinary people, their style of painting suddenly changed.

With her chest high, her head held high, and her domineering, just like that crab, she wished she could take all the roads by herself.

"Hey, you guys, close the stall quickly. The capital city is a place where you jugglers are noisy. Hurry up, pack up your things, and get out of the capital city. If we see you again, we will lock you up carefully. Let you eat in prison!"

That little boss must be used to doing this kind of thing on weekdays, and it's very easy to do it.

With a rough and loud voice, the little baby cried out in fright, and the beggars dispersed in a rush. Those who watched the excitement and came out to make soy sauce ran faster than rabbits.

The only ones who refused to leave were the few die-hard fans, most of whom were obsessed with the charming Tsing Yi on stage.

Among this group of people, Mu Jinghua seemed the most abrupt.

Because he was dressed the best, the most decent, and not the most handsome, but at least he was clean. He was dressed in long robes, with an elegant demeanor and looked like a scholar.

He rushed in front of the leader and stopped him, "How can you drive them away? They have already worked hard to make a living here, why should you kill them all and give them a way out!"

Don't look at him as a weak scholar, but he still has a bit of backbone when he is in a hurry.

Tsing Yi on the stage also rushed off the stage at this time, threw himself to Mu Jinghua's side, hugged his arm, and cried, "My lord, don't quarrel with them because of my slave's family. They are soldiers, you are people, we I can't beat them, they want to drive us away, I can only obey, but I am gone, I am afraid that I will never come to the capital again, and I will never see you again, I would like to thank you for these days Since then, take care of me, son, take care!"

(End of this chapter)