Xiao Chong: The Abandoned Concubine Shocks the World

Chapter 9 A Good Show ([-])

"Six girls around five years old come in first."

The big maid, who was covered with light veils, waved lightly, and led the six five-year-old children from the troupe into the flower hall, where Mrs. Yao was.

"How do you say that?"

As soon as the person walked away, there was a buzzing sound immediately, and the uneasy heart became even more uneasy.

"Don't be afraid, come here."

Yao Tong burst into a big smile, holding a yellow-orange pear in his hand, beckoning these children to approach.The children looked at her smiling face, then at the fragrant pear in her hand, with longing in their big eyes, and finally a brave child walked over.

"So nice."

Yao Tong touched her tender cheeks and gave her the pear in his hand.

Children over five years old are lively by nature. With precedents, they forgot to be afraid, walked up to her, raised their heads, and looked at them with wet eyes, making people feel soft in their hearts.

In his previous life, Yao Tong was very destined to be a child. Now looking at these soft and cute little lolitas, he loves them from the bottom of his heart. Children can best distinguish the emotions of adults, and when they sense her kindness, they let go of her after a short while. Temperament, frolicking into a ball.

"Like it?"

The little lolis who were nibbling pears, sucking persimmons, and pomegranates all nodded in unison.

"Is it tasty?"

The little loli who took a bite of the snack crumbs nodded vigorously.

"Want to eat it every day?"

Nod vigorously.

"Auntie feeds you every day." Facing her big eyes, Yao Tong smiled even wider, "As long as you sing a song."

It's so simple, the little lolis also laughed happily.

"Come on, high five."

One big and six small, all cheered.

"Now, follow Sister Jinxia to change clothes."

Others don't have the good treatment of these little lolitas.

When the mainstay of the three opera troupes - Da Tsing Yi, walked in nervously, saw the graceful woman sitting on the grand teacher's chair, and thought at the same time, such a stunning beauty, no wonder he was favored by the prince.

"Three here, please."

With a straight face, Jinxia brought the three of them to the inner room, ordered someone to change their clothes, and handed out a piece of paper to each of them, "According to the content on this, put on a play."

The three big Tsing Yis who claimed to be well-informed were dumbfounded, didn't they let them sing?What does it mean?
Jinxia was a little complacent, she didn't understand what it meant before, but Madam said that she was going to rehearse a new play, a new play that had never been done before.

"Sister Jinxia, ​​I can't read."

"...I'll read it to you."

Jinxia read it again, "You understand now, come on, let's go out."

Yao Tong pressed his forehead with a headache, "Stop."

"What I want is perseverance, not cowardice, not crying."

"Go down."

"Jinxia, ​​call others to come in."

After a busy day, Yao Tong selected all the characters except the heroine.

"Tomorrow, rehearsal begins."

Yao Tong is impatient at heart, counting the days, there are only more than 20 days before Zheng Wang's birthday, in order to become famous in one fell swoop, the whole other courtyard is busy day and night.

After being busy for seven or eight days, he already has a shape.

"Rehearsal at Linfeng Pavilion tonight."

Listening to the new words spoken by Madam, the crowd were not surprised, and they were able to guess the meaning.

"My lord, Madam is rehearsing the play in the pavilion in front."

He Zhenghan accepted Yao Tong that day, and let her toss around without asking. These days, he is busy with affairs, and he stayed in the palace all day to summon civil servants and generals, and he was free tonight.

As soon as he entered the garden, he heard Xiao Sheng sobbing, the pipa was bleak and desolate, and his eyebrows raised.

"Slaves see the son of the world."

Seeing this group of people from a distance, Jinxia rushed out to meet them, knelt on the ground, and stopped He Zhenghan, "Master, please stay."

"Madam. Madam said that the good show will be watched later. I beg you, please stop for a while and wait until King Zheng's birthday." Jinxia finished speaking under great pressure, shaking into a ball.

"...Listen to her." He Zhenghan turned his head and walked away, slowly revealing an unclear smile.

In a blink of an eye, it was King Zheng's birthday.

Zheng Wang Yao Dun has always been extravagant, although He Zhenghan has taken most of the state capital in his hand, but the rich Bianzhou is still there, and the gold and silver of the palace are still there, so he still wants to organize this [-]th birthday.

There are hundreds of tables, luxurious and extravagant.

The dinner party was held on Jinming Lake, with singing and dancing, which was indescribably charming.

Not long after, two teenagers aged thirteen or fourteen, with golden crowns and jade belts, each with a sword, jumped up to the platform in the lake vigorously, "Congratulations on the birthday of the father, and the sons will present a dance for the father."

The two first bowed to the audience, and got the first middle-aged man who smiled lovingly, then swung his sword, and started fighting back and forth. The two are twins, with exactly the same appearance, exactly the same dress, pink face and red face Lips look good, after such a match, everyone below applauds again and again.

"It's really a unicorn, a handsome young man."

"My lord and my concubine are so lucky to have such outstanding sons."

King Zheng laughed, and took the hand of Princess Zheng, "A Yin, look at our son, how outstanding, I thank you very much."

"My lord, let others see." Concubine Zheng gave him an angry look. She has given birth to three children. They are over [-] years old. No matter her face or figure, she is still charming and seductive. This glance made Zheng Wang's heart feel hot, and his hands twitched. slipped into her sleeve.

Suddenly, there was a burst of Lingling piano sound.

The sound of the piano is beautiful, and at the end of the song, there are endless praises.

Princess Zheng smiled triumphantly, her daughter is naturally the best.

"My daughter wishes my father a happy birthday."

The girl's voice was like an oriole coming out of the valley, clear and delicate, although her face could not be seen through a tulle, but this moving voice and Pingting's figure were even more attractive.

Must be a noble beauty.

"The son is capable of both literature and martial arts, the daughter is pure and kind, and the prince has both sons and daughters. I am envious of others."

"Princess Wangfei, you have to tell us how you raised such an excellent child."

The flattery made Zheng Wang and his wife happy.

The family is loving, loving and filial, as if King Zheng only had these three children, as if the daughter he regarded as a chess piece never existed.

Zheng Wang Yao Dun stood up happily, ready to successfully end the banquet.

"Wait a minute."

"The daughter hasn't given the birthday gift yet, how can the father end it?"

Everyone was suffocated, and saw hundreds of armored guards with bright armor and awe-inspiring majesty, guarding a red satin sedan chair, and the voice came from the sedan chair.

"The armored guard of Prince Ji's son!"

"Could it be inside. Hiss." Could it be the eldest daughter who was used as a bait by King Zheng. It is said that this daughter of King Zheng is the eldest daughter left by his original spouse who died young, and has always been at odds with the three children born to his second concubine.
King Zheng's face darkened, and he was about to call for someone to take these people down, but he heard a chuckle.

"Why, King Zheng doesn't welcome this son?"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the oncoming man in an instant. He was wearing a black brocade robe, which made him taller and taller, with an imposing manner like a mountain. In the crowd, his sense of presence was still unbelievably strong. It is majestic.

He Zhenghan, the eldest son of King Ji.

"Don't dare. The virtuous son-in-law is joking." I have to say that King Zheng is so thick-skinned that he can still call him a virtuous son-in-law at such a time, without thinking about the death feud he forged with his own hands, "How can a virtuous son-in-law come? If you don’t notify me in advance, I can prepare in advance.”

The platform on the lake bank has been controlled by the armored guards, and Yao Tong led his people to start setting it up in an orderly manner.

"Shut up and watch the show."

He Zhenghan sat in the first seat given up by King Zheng, the candlelight reflected on his face, his facial features were sharp and profound, as if carved with a knife and an axe.

When something happened, Yao Tan, who was dragged aside by Concubine Zheng, suddenly blushed.

"Concubine Mu, he...he's not that scary."

Concubine Zheng's expression changed, before she could speak, there was a sudden commotion.

She raised her eyes and saw heavy snow floating on the stage, against which strings of lanterns looked like ghosts.

"Cough cough cough."

In the heavy snow, a beautiful woman with a wind and mist on her temples walked up to her. She had a luxurious appearance, but her complexion was pale and her figure was thin. One could tell that she was suffering from a long illness. She walked around the stage without saying a word. In a word, everyone can see that she is full of sadness.

Only then did she open her lips, and Concubine Zheng's expression turned extremely ugly.

Until the beautiful woman vomited a mouthful of blood and fell down on the stage flutteringly, a little girl cried out to call her concubine mother, don't leave her daughter alone, Yao Tan saw her mother's expression and suddenly understood what was going on.

But they couldn't stop it at all.

The snow on the platform fell more urgently, Xiao sobbed, which made people miserable.

"Little cabbage, ground yellow"

A sad child's voice cracked through the clouds and rocks. A five or six-year-old girl, who was born in pink and jade, was very cute. She was dressed in a thin white dress, with two braids, and her big eyes were full of dissatisfaction. The bitterness of her age is sung loudly.

"Little cabbage, yellow in the ground; two or three years old, no mother. My mother, my mother!"

"It's better to follow daddy; I'm afraid daddy will marry a stepmother. My mother, my mother!"

The last two lines are especially sad children's chorus.

Consort Zheng clenched her teeth, her eyes filled with hatred.

"I married my stepmother for three and a half years; I gave birth to younger brothers and sisters, so I am better than me. My mother, my mother!"

Countless eyes fell on Zheng Wangjifei.

"My brothers and sisters eat noodles, and I drink soup; I pick up the bowl, tears streaming down my face. My mother, my mother!"

"My mother misses me, who knows; I miss my mother, in my dream. My mother, my mother!"

There were tears in the voice, every word weeping blood.

A sound of "mother-in-law", directly poking at the pit of the heart.

The soft-hearted woman couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Mom, ahh."

A general under King Zheng who was famous for his bravery shouted loudly and wailed loudly. People who knew his life experience knew that he was reminded of his own experience. His mother died early and he suffered a lot at the hands of his stepmother.

"Peach blossoms bloom, apricot blossoms fall; when I think of my mother, there is a gust of wind. My mother, my mother!"

The mournful and desolate child's voice stopped, and the crying and whimpering never stopped.

Taking advantage of this short period of time, the decorations on the table changed suddenly.

The snowy day turned into summer in June in an instant, and all the white lanterns were replaced with red ones with happy characters on them.

When a red satin wedding sedan chair was carried onto the stage, no matter how dull people could guess the scene on the stage, it was a happy event.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the banquet was dimly lit, except that the table was full of lanterns, which was brightly lit.

"hiss"

Taking a sharp breath, she looked at the incense sedan chair in disbelief.

"Mother Concubine, that's Yao Tong, that's her"

(End of this chapter)