[Lou Cheng] 24 solar terms

In this way, we will change the venue to your house, and after you change your clothes, we can sit down and listen to the play. He sympathetically supported Miss Wang's arm, "You've been quite busy these days, so staying at home is more comfortable, what do you think?" "

Wang Manchun said with a smile: "I listen to Shige."

Mingcheng was particularly agile in his work. He had just delivered Officer Ming and Director Wang to Wang's house, and then went to find the theater troupe. A large group of people had settled down. Wang Manchun had just finished changing clothes, recombed hair and After finishing makeup, Shi Shiran came out.

Minglou sat down a long time ago, and when he saw her, he waved and smiled, "Come on, I'll just wait for you."

Wang Manchun was pleasantly surprised: "Ah Cheng is really capable, senior brother can be regarded as good at teaching people."

"If he's not capable enough, it's not his turn to stay by my side." Ming Lou said casually, "If a person has no value, it's pointless to keep him."

Mingcheng lowered his eyes as always, didn't speak, and looked calm. Wang Manchun gave him a sideways look, and turned back with a snort.

"Let's not talk about him, come on, birthday star, let's play."

Wang Manchun opened his mouth and yawned: "I listen to it back and forth during the New Year and holidays, but it's just a few, let them pick out what they are good at and sing."

Minglou asked concerned: "Sleepy? Why don't you rest for a while and listen to it later?"

"No senior brother, I'm not sleepy." Wang Manchun leaned on his shoulder, "Let them sing, I might be refreshed after listening."

Minglou raised his jaw and gestured.

The accompaniment babbled.

Mingcheng's eyes were fixed, and Minglou's expression was calm.

Someone on the stage cleared his throat: "Zhao Wenhua accompanied Yan Song, put on a powdered face and bowed before the banquet; with an ugly voice and a vicious manner, the performance is really like a phoenix...[1]"

Wang Manchun raised his head suspiciously.

"A majestic prince, half of the Southern Dynasty, I hope you will be magnificent. You are born with noble pets, start a business and choose your appearance, and add a few more flowers... The godson and adopted son will be used again, and you will definitely not be the Wei family species[1]!"

"shut up!"

Wang Manchun stood up from his seat all of a sudden, obviously very angry, "Who told you to sing this! Who ordered you to come here!"

All four were silent.

The actresses on the stage were not surprised or afraid: "Sir and Miss have promised a lot of money, so we naturally want to sing the best. We have sung this "Peach Blossom Fan" for more than ten years, and whoever listens to the opera does not applaud loudly and applaud the audience. ? Said to instigate... Isn't it the two who sent people to invite us?"

Mingcheng bowed in panic: "I'm sorry sir, I'm sorry Miss Wang, I don't know..."

"I don't have any sharp eyesight at all, so I just went to show courteousness to someone." Minglou looked at him indifferently, and finally turned to comfort Wang Manchun, "Why are you angry with these people? People can let them know, but they can't let them know. The biggest mistake is nothing more than ignorance, not understanding the intention and reason of our curve to save the country."

"But senior brother..."

"Come on, what's the big deal? You can't be angry on such a good day. Sit down." Minglou patted the back of her hand and said gently, "Think about it, these people can do nothing but yell. What to do? The person who can control them, and even the whole of Shanghai, is you and me. They have never been such a small person. It is not very pleasant to see them jumping around like grasshoppers after autumn. Is it interesting?"

Wang Manchun was amused by him.

"Just smile, be happy, huh?" Minglou also laughed, and turned to look at Mingcheng with an indifferent expression: "Hurry up and ask them to change it!"

"Yes, sir."

I don't know what tricks Mingcheng used. After a commotion on the stage, the previous dan role was quickly replaced, and the music was played again. Sleeping Fragrance", full of affection, you and me, it is very suitable for the occasion.Director Wang was very satisfied. He leaned on his senior brother's shoulder and listened for a while. Before he knew it, he took a deep breath.

She fell asleep.

Minglou raised his eyes without moving, and after a while, he cast a glance to the side.

Mingcheng quietly took a step back, took another step, took another step... slowly out of everyone's sight.

He identified the direction, walked around to the northwest of Wang's mansion, and after confirming that there was no one on the left or right, he quickly climbed up to the second floor, opened the window carefully, and walked into Wang Fuqu's study.

Seven or eight minutes later, he returned from the original road, wiped away the traces left by himself, and quietly returned to his original position.

Minglou glanced over seemingly casually.

Mingcheng nodded.

The line of sight splits at the touch of a button.

Chief Ming curled his lips in satisfaction.

Director Wang was awakened after not sleeping for a long time.

Chief Ming said to her apologetically, "Mr. Zhou has something urgent to call on me, so I have to go to Zhou's mansion. Manchun, it's urgent, I'm really sorry."

Although Wang Manchun was reluctant, he also knew the priorities: "It's okay, brother, you can go, I'm already very happy that you can put down your business and stay with me for so long."

"What stupid things are you talking about? I deserve to be with you." Minglou smiled and tidied the strands of hair that had fallen from her temples. "It's a bit cold outside, so go back to your room and sleep. After I finish seeing Mr. Shall we have dinner together?"

"Okay, senior brother, be careful on the road."

Minglou nodded in greeting: "Don't send it away, you can go back." He said to Mingcheng: "You stay here, take the troupe away, and don't cause trouble for Miss Wang."

"Okay, sir."

Wang Manchun laughed happily.

She would not know that during the period of time when she was asleep, Minglou ordered a play.

"...Where is the young Zhou Lang when the water surges and the mountains are piled up? Unknowingly, the ashes are gone, and the poor Huang Gai is hurt. With clouds) This is not Jiangshui, (singing) 20 years of endless heroic blood...[2]”

For those who have fallen from the frost, the jackals are sacrificed to the beasts at the first time, the grass and trees are yellow and falling at the second time, and the stinging insects are salty at the third time.

The dew turns to frost, and the vegetation withers.Jackals sacrifice animals, and the sound of insects is hopeless.

Only hide this patriotism, only remember this heroic blood.

The situation is tragic and the hatred is endless.

[1] "Peach Blossom Fan Scolding Banquet"

[2] "Single Sword Club"

【22】Lidong

"Oh, right."

While having breakfast, Ming Jing suddenly remembered something, and turned to Ming Cheng, "Ah Cheng, are you free this weekend?"

Mingcheng raised his head from the bowl with puffed cheeks, chewed vigorously twice, swallowed the food in his mouth, and then replied: "What's the matter, big sister? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Minglou also put down the newspaper in his hand when he heard the words, and asked with concern: "Sister, is there any trouble in the company? Or is there someone from the new government who is blocking you again?"

Ming Jing gave him a blank look: "What can I do? With you, a dubious official, who doesn't have a good eye and a lackey dares to provoke Ming's family?"

Minglou smiled apologetically, "Yes, yes." He hurriedly filled a bowl of porridge and brought it up, "Come on, elder sister, you have porridge."

Mingcheng didn't start, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Ming Jing stirred the spoon and said, "Last week, a friend of mine wrote to ask me to help find a marriage for a younger sister in her clan. I also went to inquire about it. As for the child, he works as a teacher in Minli Middle School, his surname is Jin, and he has the best appearance and temperament. He was hit by war a few years ago, and he didn't catch up with the promise of marriage, so he has been working hard until now."

Ming Lou nodded: "It sounds like you have a pitiful background, so you should help me." He asked Ming Jing, "What does eldest sister want to do?"

Mingcheng made a bitter face: "Sister, you don't mean to ask me to find unmarried young people of the right age for you, do you? I can't do that." He winked at Minglou, "If you really want to talk about it, big brother will help you. There are a group of people down there, why don't you let the eldest brother take a look at it for you?"

"Hey kid." Minglou didn't expect him to evade like this, "You've got skills, and you'll be able to trick me."

"Who told you to be the eldest brother?" Mingcheng smiled innocently.

The two of them exchanged glances across the dining table in front of the bright mirror, but the eldest sister said surprisingly: "Who wants you to find someone, just the new government group, if you dare to find someone, I'm embarrassed to introduce them to other girls. "She patted Mingcheng's hand, "Look, isn't there a ready-made one here?"

Mingcheng's smile froze.

Minglou slowly retracted the expression on his face: "Sister, what do you mean..."

"Ah Cheng is 26 this year, and he has reached the age to start a family. All these years you have been away from the big sister and can't control it, but when you come home, this matter should be put on the agenda." The more Ming Jing looked at Ming Cheng, the more satisfied he felt "If you want me to say, of the three children in our family, Ah Cheng is the most outstanding. I won't say anything about Minglou. Although Mingtai is good, he still has a bit of youthful spirit. He is capable and considerate, and he will definitely be a good husband in the future!"

Mingcheng reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth: "Eldest sister's words are too exaggerated..."

"Oh, I don't know what kind of child in this family is like?" Ming Jing said to him happily, "Don't underestimate yourself. If your elder brother didn't always order you around these years, why would you be so busy? He doesn't want to get married. , I can't control him, you are not allowed to imitate him, understand? You should find someone to take good care of you."

"I see that Mr. Jin is very good. In this way, you will go to see him this weekend. If you really see the right eye, it is also a destiny."

"Eldest sister, I..." Mingcheng's eyes flickered, and he hurriedly looked at Minglou.

"Sister, I have an important meeting to attend this weekend, I'm afraid I can't do without Ah Cheng."

"I don't care." Ming Jing glanced at him unhappily, "You have hands and feet, and you're not just a secretary, Cheng.