female catcher

Chapter 163 Class Master Cheng Shiyun

The next day was the court day, Jiang Xiyuan went to the palace, and Xia Chu took Chang Qing to the German class.

On the way, she hesitated repeatedly, whether she should tell Chang Qing about Yue Xiaohong's real gender, but she knew that Chang Qing was a talkative person, and there were also many brothers of the same religion and class outside, in case one day he talked away in a hurry mouth, it will probably spread throughout Xijing City in half a day.In that case, she would break her promise to Tang Baoxin.

After thinking about it, she still didn't think it would work. After arriving in the German class, she arranged for Chang Qing to check other people first, to see who had seen Yue Xiaohong on the night of April [-]th, when, and whether there was anything unusual.

And Xia Chu found Zhang Renqing and asked him to make arrangements. She wanted to ask the head teacher of the German class for questioning.Zhang Renqing sent someone there, and he sat with Xia Chu in the flower hall.Xia Chu observed him for a while, and saw that although he looked quite tired, there was no abnormality in his expression, so he asked: "Guan Zhang, during the autopsy yesterday, I saw many bruises and wounds on Yue Xiaohong's body. Do you know what's going on?"

After hearing this, Zhang Renqing didn't show any surprise, nor was he nervous, so he nodded and replied, "These days, Boss Yue is learning how to act like a swordsman, and collisions are common."

"Learning swordsman dance? Didn't she sing before?"

"Yes. Boss Yue's health is not very good, but he needs to be strong. A few days ago, Lan Suqiu ran into him a few times, so he tried his best to take down Daomadan as well." Zhang Renqing smiled wryly, and continued: "The boss originally advised him No need. His sad voice is better than anyone in Tsing Yi. Originally, the song "You Long Xi Feng" that he was going to sing in the palace this time was Huadan opera. .pity……"

Zhang Renqing's words revealed deep regret. Once Yue Xiaohong died, there was no hope of entering the palace. Missing such an opportunity would probably become a knot in his heart that he would never be able to untangle in his life.

When Xia Chu heard the words 'youlongxifeng', he was in a daze.She remembered that Mr. Huang had told her in Taiguang Building, and also said that Yue Xiaohong's voice was more suitable for singing Tsing Yi Zheng Dan.At that time he was very close to her, with a gentle and shallow smile, talking in a low voice, the sound of gongs, drums and applause was deafening, but it still couldn't cover his beautiful voice.

But it was less than a month later, and Yue Xiaohong, whom Huang Gongzi criticized, was gone, and even Huang Gongzi disappeared.

"Captain Xia?" Zhang Renqing saw that Xia Chu was in a daze and didn't speak, so he called her, "But what question did you think of? If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

Xia Chu came back to his senses, smiled embarrassedly, and then asked again: "Just now you said that Yue Xiaohong wanted to learn the role of Dao Ma Dan because she was squeezed out by Lan Suqiu, what exactly happened?"

Zhang Renqing straightened his cuffs, and shook his head helplessly, "Boss Yue plays a good role, and Suqiu is also a singer. I have always been unconvinced. It is not uncommon for Boss Yue to be blocked by words. Suqiu is the only one who is stronger than Boss Yue. This is the skill of Dao Ma Dan. That day when he practiced kung fu, he pointed his gun at Boss Yue’s neck, which annoyed Boss Yue. That’s how he started learning Dao Ma Dan. Alas, since he was a child, he has acted like a woman and acted like a woman. gone."

"The tassel pointed at Yue Xiaohong's neck? Was it a joke?"

"Just kidding..." Zhang Renqing said and then looked at Xia Chu, "Xia Butou means to suspect Suqiu..."

"No." Xia Chu waved his hand, "Now I'm just asking, Zhang Guanshi doesn't need to think too much."

While speaking, a ten-year-old boy walked in with the help of the head teacher.The class leader looked about 50 years old, with gray hair, blue cloth clothes, sallow complexion, and very bad spirits.

Zhang Renqing got up and asked the class leader to sit down, and the hatchback introduced him.The troupe master's surname is Cheng and his name is Shiyun. He is the son of the old troupe master of the German troupe. He learned opera from his father when he was young.

Zhang Renqing said to Xia Chu in a low voice: "Boss Yue was brought up by the head of the class, and he is no different from a parent. After Boss Yue left, the head of the class fell ill, so he will be able to get out of bed. Please take care of me."

Xia Chu expressed his understanding, and when he looked at Cheng Shiyun again, his eyes became more pityful, "I'm bothering Mr. Cheng. The deceased is gone. Please take care of yourself and take care of your health."

Cheng Shiyun's throat moved, his eye circles turned red when he nodded, and he whimpered, but didn't say anything.Xia Chu sighed, and said to Zhang Renqing, "I have something to ask Mr. Cheng in private, but I don't know if it's convenient or not."

Zhang Renqing naturally wouldn't say no, and asked someone to find a cushion to support Cheng Shiyun's lower back, took it to the door, and left the flower hall to Xia Chu.

"Mr. Cheng, I already know that Yue Xiaohong is a woman." Xia Chu frankly and honestly put this in the open first, so that it is easy to ask later.

When Cheng Shiyun heard this, he was stunned, and then he took a few breaths with his chest trembling, and began to cry in a muffled voice.Xia Chu panicked and didn't know how to persuade him, for fear that he would pass out after being emotional.

After waiting nervously for a long time, Cheng Shiyun calmed down slowly, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Jiu..., Xiao Jiu's life is miserable!"

"It's not easy, a girl's family..." Xia Chu echoed.

"She was only this young when she came." Cheng Shiyun gestured tremblingly, "It's been more than ten years in the blink of an eye, learning opera is hard, and a little girl has survived, this is the right time..., just right... "

"My condolences to Mr. Cheng." Seeing Cheng Shiyun's emotions at the beginning of Xia Chu, he hurriedly interrupted, "Just now I heard from Guanshi Zhang that Yue Xiaohong is learning to play swordsmen and horses. Is there such a thing?"

Cheng Shiyun nodded, "Even if she only sang Tsing Yi, it would be enough for a lifetime, but she had to make it difficult for herself. The child was strong, and she was injured and didn't say a word. I felt sorry for her, and she said it was okay, and she was afraid that she would think about it when she was older. You can’t even learn it.”

Cheng Shiyun was immersed in the memory, and there was a slight smile on his face, "Sometimes I feel that she is dear, just like me, she is crazy. Hearing that Xipi flowing water, hearing Hu Qin'er, I love him so much..." said As he spoke, his expression became mournful again, "Going away at such a young age, where will you listen to that voice in the future?"

Xia Chu was brought into emotions by him, and he also became sentimental, holding his chin, listening to him talk about Yue Xiaohong's past for a long time.It wasn't until Cheng Shiyun lost his strength and coughed that Xia Chu remembered what he was doing here. He couldn't help scolding himself, and then asked, "Master Cheng, there is someone in this German class who has a feud with Yue Xiaohong." Is it?"

Cheng Shiyun raised his eyelids to look at Xia Chu, then nodded heavily, "The stubborn six."

"Stubborn six sons?" Xia Chu blinked, "You mean Tang Baoxin?" Seeing Cheng Shiyun nodding his head in the affirmative, he couldn't help wondering, "Isn't Tang Baoxin on good terms with Yue Xiaohong? I asked him yesterday, and he said that he was the one who took care of him back then." Yue Xiaohong defected to the German class, and you accepted it after beating your head."

"That was in the past." Cheng Shiyun snorted, covered his heart to breathe slowly, and said disdainfully: "At that time, I accepted him because he was in good shape and a loving child, but after all, his aptitude was mediocre. Now Xiao Jiu'er sang a role and became popular in Xijing City, but he doesn't know what's on his mind when he wants to marry him."

"You mean Yue Xiaohong doesn't want to marry him?"

"Xiao Jiu loves to play. She has endured a lot of hardships and sufferings to be able to marry him today. Why?" Cheng Shiyun said excitedly, and when he stared, phlegm surged up and he coughed laboriously.

Early Xia took a shallow breath.She said in her heart that she was acting after all, she looked at Tang Baoxin's appearance yesterday, but she couldn't see the slightest clue, she just thought it was a pair of childhood sweethearts who couldn't resist God's teasing, good luck playing tricks on people.

Early Xia was a little bit big.

According to what Jin Ershun said, when he noticed Yue Xiaohong's strange behavior, he called for someone. Tang Baoxin was the first to enter the room, and Tang Baoxin was the last one to bury Yue Xiaohong.If Yue Xiaohong was really murdered to death, then according to Team Leader Cheng, Tang Baoxin is quite suspicious.It's really hard to ask.

After Cheng Shiyun's emotional ups and downs, he couldn't hold it anymore, so Xia Chu had to let someone help him to rest first.When I came out, I saw Chang Qing was moving a chair to the base of the wall to hide from the shade, holding tea, watching a group of bald boys in the yard practicing exercises with relish.

"You are quite comfortable." Xia Chu walked over and kicked his chair.

Chang Qing stood up awkwardly, gave up the chair with a smile, and said, "Cough, I didn't know you asked for so long, I'm done with this."

"Ask carefully? Is there any gain?"

"I don't have the guts to sit here if I don't get anything." Chang Qing pulled another chair from the side, took a cup and filled Xia Chu with a cup of warm tea, "Come on, let me tell you slowly."

Chang Qing told Xia Chu what he asked about, and in the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped talking and looked towards the door, then lowered his voice and said: "Boss, that is Lan Suqiu."

Xia Chu followed his gaze and turned his head, seeing a man in a blue-gray gown walking in from the door.The man was of medium height, a little thin, with his hands resting on his forehead to shield him from the sun, his brows were lightly frowned, and after he entered, he turned his eyes to the courtyard, raised his chin slightly disdainfully, and walked through the side door to the east across the courtyard.

Those few steps are very characteristic, the steps are slightly larger than the broken steps on the stage, the upper body does not move, the hips swing slightly from side to side, making the waist branch appear very thin.Xia Chu felt awkward looking at it, and couldn't help but say, "Why are you walking like this?"

"Hey, you pretend to be a woman when you open your eyes, except when you go to the latrine and look down, how can you remember that you are a man." Chang Qing laughed.

As soon as Lan Suqiu turned to Dongkuayuan, Jiang Xiyuan came in, striding into the sunlight.Under the shining daylight, he was wearing a thin blue gown with a wide belt around him. He was tall, with long legs, straight back and broad shoulders, exuding a healthy and open manliness.

Xia Chu looked at Jiang Xiyuan at this time, his eyes felt much more comfortable, he couldn't help clicking twice, and murmured: "It's really..., I'm afraid of comparing goods!"

Jiang Xiyuan also saw Xia Chu, smiled brightly, stepped forward, and said loudly, "Are you hiding here?"

Chang Qing got up again and gave up the stool.Looking at Jiang Xiyuan at this moment, Xia Chu felt happy, and smiled recklessly, "I just asked Mr. Cheng, and I heard Chang Qing talk about his investigation. Why did your lord come here? Didn't you go to court? "

"What time is it? I left early and talked to the emperor for a while." Jiang Xiyuan reached out for Xia Chu's cup and took a sip of water.Will Xia Chu stop it, "My cup!"

"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Xiyuan winked at her, "I'm thirsty to go. I don't hate you."

Xia Chu glanced at him unhappily, pushed away the cup that Jiang Xiyuan handed back, and asked Chang Qing to get a clean one, "My lord is in a good mood? Did the emperor reward you as an official or gave you money?"

Jiang Xiyuan smiled and said: "The emperor is not me, and I am not you, how can such a good thing happen."

Xia Chu didn't realize what Jiang Xiyuan meant, and before she could figure it out, Jiang Xiyuan continued: "The emperor asked what the government office is working on recently, and I told you. He said you are capable, and made me feel better." Use it, don't bury it."

"The emperor has heard of me?" Xia Chu felt a little excited, "Praise me?"

Jiang Xiyuan said as if asking for credit, "With me in front of the emperor, of course I have heard of you, and naturally I want to praise you."

Xia Chu chuckled, "That's it. Then I won't thank the emperor, anyway, I can't see him, and he can't hear me. It's more affordable to thank you sir."

"How can I thank you?"

"Hurry up and send this month's monthly money to the accountant. I want to thank you again. I'm going to die of poverty!"

(End of this chapter)