The headmaster, Lao Jia, is a remote branch in other rooms in the Jia family's Beijing. He likes opera and is in his thirties. He is in charge of various trivial tasks of the Jia family.

At this time, at the door, he whispered in embarrassment: "Mr. Wei, look, this is going to start the show..."

Mr. Wei grinned and said undeniably: "Old Jia, then after singing." As he said that, he turned around and left.

Looking at his fat figure, Lao Jia stomped his feet angrily, "Hey..." He looked at the actors who were putting on makeup and preparing, and didn't say anything, and went outside to find someone to settle the matter.

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In the luxurious private room on the second floor, laughter was clear and clear as a spring. The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

Jia Huan, Baochai, Daiyu, Xiangyun, Su Shishi, Yingchun, Xichun, and Xue Baoqin each took their maids to wait for the show to start.

In the spacious private room, there are soft couches. The soft couches are covered with soft and exquisite mattresses brought by the Jia family. On the small table of dark red pear blossoms and trees in front of everyone, there are fresh off-season fruits and various light and exquisite desserts. The Ru kiln white porcelain teapot is brewed with tea, and the fragrance is lingering.

Tanchun didn't come because she was busy with the Jia family. Xing Xiuyan was as idyllic as a idler. Although she wrote several operas in the script, she was not very interested in coming to the theater to watch the first performance. She went to talk to Miaoyu. In addition, Li Wen and Li Qi returned to the Li family with Aunt Li. She was not in the Jia family for the time being. Li Wen and Shuji Shi Luo Hua's wedding date is approaching. Both parties are preparing to get married in Beijing and return to Jinling to visit relatives together.

While talking to Daiyu, Shi Xiangyun occasionally looked at the stage directly in front of him through the spacious glass window, and the brown curtain had not been opened.

Seeing Xiangyun seemingly restless, Jia Huan comforted her with a smile: "Sister Yun, the opera industry, is used to remove and wash it. It is repeated countless times. Things that the audience recognizes are good things. This is the first draft and will be revised in the future. Even if there are flaws, it is nothing."

Xiangyun's skin is white and has a healthy luster. Although she is young, she is over fourteen years old, she is tall and has beautiful curves. She nodded, and then said with some worries: "Brother Huan, the script is written as my old friend, Zhangxia."

"Hell!" The girls in the box laughed.

In fact, it was just a stubborn thing. After all, in less than half a month, I adapted a story with everyone's strength. It's not true. Today, everyone came quietly. Of course, in their hearts, they might have some small expectations. But no matter what, the name of the boudoir must not be circulated.

Just as I was smiling, the sandalwood board sounded outside, the show started!

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In the No. 1 elegant seat at the front desk of Mantingfang, two men were sitting among them. One was about fifty years old and the other was nearly forty. Each was dressed in a scribe, drinking and talking and listening to operas. The follower stood in the corner of the elegant seat.

On the stage, the first episode of the Legend of the White Snake was singing. At this time, the audience responded very much. You should know that you are familiar with the musical arts and can't get tired of listening to them.

Opera, this kind of artistic expression, does not win with the plot. Therefore, no matter how exciting the plot is, Jia Huan recorded according to the TV drama "The Legend of the New White Snake", it cannot add points.

"Mr. Li, how about this girl on stage?" Yin Yuanwai, the owner of the Jin Shangpin Piaohao Baichuantong, asked with a smile. The performance on stage was the head of the Jia family, Fangguan.

As we all know, actors such as Kunqu Opera and Peking Opera are wearing makeup on the stage. What you can watch is probably the figure, posture, and charm.

Mr. Li smiled and picked up the tea bowl, "Not bad."

Yuanwai Yin smiled slightly, knew what he knew in his heart, and called Changsui and asked him to count.

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The two-hour drama was over soon. Only three episodes were sung. But the plot had already begun. With some famous singing performances, applause was heard at the end of the curtain call. Then, the audience left one after another.

"good!"

In the 3rd seat, Jia Baoyu was extremely excited and applauded. He said to Qin Zhong beside him, Jiang Yuhan: "How is this play written?"

Jiang Yuhan smiled and said, "It is a great thing that Master Huan takes action. Waiting for a thousand years for Nagqu is indeed very charming."

Just as Baoyu was about to tell the difference, Changsu Li Gui came in with an anxious look on his face, "Second Master, Old Jia from the Jia family said that someone was going to force the Fangguan. He was negotiating with that person and asked the Second Master to show his face. Help me tell me."

Qin Zhong frowned. He was relatively timid and always feared things. However, he always felt that this was bullying.

Jiang Yuhan was anxious and said, "It's outrageous. Can you still buy it in broad daylight? Is there no king's law at the feet of the emperor? Let's go and have a look." He had just trained a few disciples, but he wanted to buy it for someone. That's a pity.

"It's right. Let's go!" Baoyu hurriedly followed and asked Li Gui, the wet nurse's son, "Where are they?"

Li Gui said: "On the side of the No. 1 Yashi."

Jia Baoyu, Jiang Yuhan, Qin Zhong and his group took the servant a few meters away and arrived at the stage of the No. 1 Yashita. Here, some audience members who had finished listening to the opera were watching.

On the elegant seat, Yin Yuanwai pointed at Lao Jia in the audience with a domineering attitude and said, "Jia Ban, you and I are both knowledgeable people. Are there any actors who are not priced? I, Yin, can afford the money. But you are dead. Do you believe it or not, I want your Jia family to eat this industry?"

This is a lot of pressure.

Lao Jia said with a bitter face and forced himself to say, "Master Yin, this is our third master Huan San opera troupe..."

Yuanwai Yin laughed, condescendingly, and sarcastically said, "Old Jia, you don't have to be a tiger-skinned person. I've asked about the things that happened to your Jia family. It's just because it's the name of the Jia family. You're afraid you haven't even seen Jia Tanhua's face. That's it."

"What if I could see him every day?" Jia Baoyu arrived with everyone, stepped forward and said with a sneer.

He was wearing big red arrow sleeves, jade-faced and starry eyes, straight figure, and elegant spirit. The sixteen-year-old boy was still a few months away from turning seventeen years old. He was outstanding in character.

"Second Master..."

"Bao Er Master..."

The people around him saluted Baoyu. Mantingfang is the property of the Jia family. Old Jia also breathed a sigh of relief, bent down, bowed, and said, "I have seen Master Bao Er." The difference between his identity and Mr. Yin was too big. Baichuantong is a Shanxi merchant bank account and has extremely powerful power. More than 100,000 yuan of silver flows every year. Now that Master Bao Er has come forward, there is no problem.

Baoyu nodded to everyone, and a comfortable feeling surged in his heart. He enjoyed the feeling of being noticed and valued. He stared at Mr. Yin and asked: "Mr. Yin is so majestic! Humph, even the people in the opera troupe of my Jia family dare to buy it. I want to ask, what is the reason?"

Although Baoyu was kept in the deep boudoir, he was not isolated from the world. He had a social circle and was also smart. In the scene, he naturally understood how to speak.

Yin Yuanwai did not go to Jia Baoyu, but lowered his head and said to Mr. Li beside him, "It is the young man born with the jade in the Jia family."

Not to mention, the jade on the neck of everyone just now was called "Bao Erye", and the jade on the big-faced and Bao's neck was a very obvious sign. At a glance, Mr. Yin knew about it. How could he not know the strange stories in the capital that Leng Zixing, a kind of pawn shop, knew about Leng Zixing's strange businessman knows?

Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce. If the legitimate son of the Tongzheng envoy, one of the nine ministers, gave face to a businessman in the market, would be quite appalling! Yin Yuanwai's mind was not broken and he did not dare to offend the legitimate son of the Jia family.

The elegant seat was half a meter high, and everyone in the audience suddenly started to clamor because of the extremely "arrogant" Yin Yuanwai. Many viewers participated. This made Baoyu feel very comfortable and happy. He was doing the right thing.

Mr. Li nodded with a smile, looked at Jia Baoyu, and Jiang Yuhan, who was angry beside him, took a sip of tea, opened the folding fan, and asked lightly: "I don't know if my friend was the emperor list of that year?" Yin Yuanwai didn't dare to offend him, but he dared it.

The expression on the big-faced baby's face stuttered slightly, and the momentum was no longer there.

Mr. Li glanced at Baoyu with his eyes sideways and continued, "Juvenile?"

Big Face Bao has nothing to say.

"Student?"

Big Face Bao was hit by three combos.

Mr. Li smiled and said, "Since you are not, do your parents know that you are so arrogant outside?" As he said that, he stood up from the elegant seat, walked to the edge, looked at the people who were gradually quieting outside, and asked Daweibao again, and said, "You little friend Jia is willing to make a big deal about this, and Lord Jia knows that? I am here to compile the Hanlin editor Li Kuan."

If something happens, I will continue! He is the second best in the Bingchen Certificate in the 14th year of Yongzhi.

"oh…"

The crowd of onlookers heard a burst of exclamations. It turned out that the scholar in the pavilion was a Hanlin. No wonder, his tone was so arrogant! He had real skills.

At this moment, a maid with a plain appearance but exquisite clothes came over and said in a crisp voice: "On the Yashi, my third master said: No matter what Brother Bao's opinion is, please agree."

"Wow..."

The whole audience was in an uproar. The words of the maid who suddenly appeared were quite impolite and impolite. But the onlookers were not surprised by her courage, but her words. Jia Tanhua was at the scene. Everyone followed the maid's gaze and saw a box on the second floor, silhouetted and seemed to be leaving.

Jiang Yuhan bowed to the direction of the box and felt very calm.

After Dan'er finished speaking, he turned around and left without caring about the other people's expressions.

Li Kuan's eyes flashed, and his palms were gently pressing, but in the end, he snorted coldly and left. Although Jia Huan retired, his performance in Wuying Hall was profound. He could not have had a head-on conflict with Jia Huan for an actor.

Yuanwai Yin hurriedly followed and left. His face was a little hot.
Chapter completed!