Comprehensive film and television starts from An Lingrong's rebirth

The deafening sound of drums and music and the rhythmic singing of the opera were greeted with rounds of applause.

The play on the stage was "Wujia Po", which went: "Pointing at Xiliang and cursing loudly, the heartless robber cursed..."

The people who were listening to the opera gradually felt that they could not move.

Wang Xifeng spoke first: "What's wrong? Why can't you move?"

As soon as Wang Xifeng opened her mouth, everyone started to make a noise.

There is a small incense burner on each table, which is often used to repel mosquitoes in summer.

But today, there is something else in the incense burner.

Wang Baochuan on the stage turned around and said, "Shut up!"

A group of people from the opera troupe came forward, all with oil paint on their faces, so their real appearance could not be seen at all.

This group of people was like this when they entered the mansion, and they are still like this now.

Wang Xifeng felt something was wrong and looked at Lady Jia.

Jia Mu felt a little breathless and asked, "What do you want?"

Wang Baochuan then jumped off the stage and said, "I'm only here for money, not to kill anyone. Tie them up for me!"

Grandmother Jia said, "Feng Lazi, give him the key."

Wang Baochuan stepped forward and slapped Lady Jia in the face, then continued, "I want all the wealth in the mansion."

Yuanyang fell behind Lady Jia, trying to hide the keys on her body.

Grandmother Jia said, "All the wealth in the mansion is in the storehouse. If you want money, just go and get it. Don't hurt anyone."

Wang Baochuan pulled Jia Baoyu over and said, "If you still don't behave yourself, I'll take him as the first person to be punished."

"If anyone dares to report to the police, none of you will survive today."

Jia Baoyu's body was limp and he stumbled all over, looking so pitiful.

Mrs. Wang shouted, "Don't hurt my son, don't hurt him."

Lai Da, who was usually arrogant and domineering, hid aside and dared not move at all.

Grandmother Jia was unwilling to give up and said, "If you take things from the storehouse, the Duke's Mansion will not pursue it, but if you touch other things..."

Before he could finish his words, a bloody mark appeared on Baoyu's neck.

Lingrong would stay quietly in the Lixiang Garden, pretending not to hear the screams from outside.

Xueyan stayed beside Lingrong, looking towards the gate from time to time.

Nanny Wang was standing guard at the gate, her face full of vigilance.

The servant guarding the gate of the government office had been drugged by a bowl of sweet soup.

Nowadays, those guarding the door are all members of the opera troupe.

The warehouse, the private warehouse, Lady Jia's private warehouse, and Lai Da's family's small warehouse were all cleaned out.

Except for Li Xiangyuan who had her door tightly closed, no one came to disturb her.

The troupe was busy until it was almost dark, and then they left in an orderly manner.

There were dozens of cars when they came, and a few more when they left.

A team of carriages and horses left the city gate, and the carriages dispersed in different directions. The huge group of people and horses disappeared without a trace.

By the time the Kuomintang government reported the matter to the authorities, the troupe had already disappeared.

There are so many horse-drawn carriages passing through the capital every day. It is simply a dream to look for it by following the axles.

Jia She sat happily in the study, waiting to count his belongings.

Rongqing Hall and Rongxi Hall were filled with gloom and sadness, and Grandmother Jia had already given up.

Jia Baoyu stayed by his grandmother's side like an ignorant child, completely unaware of what would happen if so much wealth was lost.

Mrs. Wang wiped her tears and cried loudly.

Mrs. Xing was also sad, but she knew that the Jia family's wealth would not be divided much, so she was not that sad.