Manchu Wenwu fell in love with me

Chapter 66

"Renovate the pavilion?"

"Yes," I used to travel to Prince Gong's Mansion and saw the "Liubei Pavilion" built by Heshen. There are curved grooves on the ground in the pavilion. Put it on the water and can drift along the waterway.It feels very unique.

I said something briefly, and Yan Hui's eyes lit up, "It's so good, it's so good, why didn't I think of it before."

I couldn't help laughing, you Yan Hui can't play like us and Mr. Shen.

"But it's so remote..."

I hurriedly said: "Leave this matter to me, and you don't have to worry about the rest." If I told him everything, with his inquisitive character, I would definitely be bored to death.

I said: "Let's go, let's go, we have to go home early for dinner after finishing our work." Thinking of leaving Zhang Bi at home, I always felt a little uneasy.

Because of this "Liubei Pavilion" suggestion, Yan Hui looked at me like a cat smelling fish. From the time I went down the mountain to when I got in the carriage, he kept looking at me. I pretended not to see me, for fear that he would talk about the past and the present with me.

I can't come to the sour set of literati.

When I finally entered the city, I asked where all the entertainment venues were concentrated, and how I could get back there by myself, so I jumped out of the car by myself and prepared to wander around before returning to Yan's Mansion.

Yan Hui thought about it, and finally nodded in agreement.

I started to walk forward, and he poked his head out again and asked, "Can you really find it yourself?"

I'm kind of speechless about this nerd.

"Aren't you girls all about roads..." blushing.

A woman is not the same as Lu Chi, idiot, I don't know which lady I have a crush on, even I use this trick on me, and I spurn her.Turn around and leave him alone, and walk forward by yourself.

Feasting, feasting, yingyingyanyan, whichever country you go to, the kingly way of entertainment is these. Passing by a dilapidated pavilion, you can vaguely hear the sound of opera or something. The door is deserted. I am about to go in. There is a young man with some oil paint on his face. Stopped me, "I'm sorry, guest officer, there will be no show today."

Not playing?I clearly heard voices inside.

The young man understood my question, "The senior sister inside is hanging her throat."

I looked inside and said, "Why isn't the show starting?"

The young man thought for a while and didn't know how to answer. He was hesitating when another middle-aged man in a green shirt walked out of the door. He waved his sleeves at the young man, and the young man immediately left with a sigh of relief.

The middle-aged man looked me up and down, "Excuse me..."

I smiled, "Why don't you start the show? Please let me listen to a few shows."

The head of the troupe was Ding Tong, and his ancestors ate this bowl of rice. He led the troupe to many towns and cities. Every time he went to a place, the troupe was still popular at first, but it gradually became deserted after a long time.

I sat on the troupe's stone bench and began to look through the troupe's program.It is very thin, and they are all a few fixed repertoires handed down from the ancestors.

Ding Tong was very hospitable and made tea for me a long time ago. I looked at it and finally said, "Where are you going to move again?"

Ding Tong smiled helplessly.

I went straight to the topic, "Don't you want to settle down? There are so many people in the troupe, every move must be very hard!"

Ding Tong smiled wryly again, and sat down, "I also want to settle down, but the business is getting worse and worse, and this large group of people is waiting to eat, so I can't move if I don't want to."

I stood up, "Sell me half of this troupe! I promise you don't have to go back and forth..."

Ding Tong was frightened by me, and his face kept changing, "This is originally a family property of our ancestors, I can't sell it... But I also know that I don't have that talent, and these children suffer hardships with me, you can buy it if you want. But I can only let them sing... no, I'm still worried... this... can't be sold..."

I looked at the honest baby boy, "I'll only buy half of it...these children are still in your care."

Ding Tong looked at me, still hesitating.

I said, "However, I decide what the troupe will perform..." Looking at Ding Tong, "Why don't you think about it, I'll come back tomorrow."

I politely prepared to leave, but as soon as I turned around, Ding Tong stopped me, "Miss, is what you said true? Why do you feel so..."

I didn't look back, just smiled, "I'll come back tomorrow."

I'm really just an ordinary modern person, I don't have any specialties, I don't know the formula of fire yao, and I don't know poetry and songs.However, "Legend of the New White Snake" played by Zhao Yazhi and "A Chinese Ghost Story" played by Big S have been watched many times. It is more than enough to design a few plays for the troupe, and my purpose is not limited to this...

Back at Yan Mansion, it was already dark, and when I looked up, there was a person standing at the gate, and when I walked in, it was Zhang Bi.

I was a little surprised when I saw him, he was stunned, he had already rushed over, stretched out his arms to hold me in his arms, and shouted in my ear, "Ruoruo, Ruoruo..."

I was hugged tightly by him, and it was useless to struggle a few times, I could only wait for him to calm down after acting coquettishly, and let me go by himself. I was about to pat him on the shoulder to comfort me, but when I looked forward, I was suddenly embarrassed.

There was a group of people in front of us all looking this way, the Yan family stood in a row of six or seven from the master to the servants, Yan Hui turned his head and pretended not to see, Yan Jing smiled like a thief mouse.

The relationship between Zhang Bi and I was originally unclear, let alone explained now.

Zhang Bi took my hand and smiled beautifully. If Zhang Bi was so attached to me before, I would still be proud. After all, he is such an outstanding man. Now it is clear that he is a chick complex. I want to be proud. You have to be thick-skinned too.

I really regret that I didn't give Zhang Bi my name. If I just say that he is my brother, it won't cause today's tragedy.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, I sighed as I walked.

There are a few maids who should like Zhang Bi quite a lot. Seeing my frown, they chewed their mouths, as if saying, "Just show off."

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