Stage [Republic of China]

Let Ning Jimin get closer, and personally tucked the silk handkerchief on the side of the cheongsam for him.

"I need to get another wig." Ning Jimin raised his head with sweat on his forehead, looking at Shui Jiu.

Two quarters of an hour later, Shui Jiu wore a purple velvet cheongsam and put a wavy wig on the back of her head. She brushed her brows and eyes a little. As soon as she spoke, her brows brightened, and Gu Pan's eyes seemed to be so drunk .Ning Jimin, who was leaning outside the door waiting for him to change his clothes, couldn't help but finished smoking the cigarette in one breath, flattened the cigarette butt with his black wide-mouth cloth shoes, and said with a hoarse smile: "Brother Ajiu, with your outfit, you can Even I don't recognize it."

"Unfortunately..." Shui Jiu's long and narrow eyes slightly curved. "Although I can pretend to be a female voice, but after a long delay, there are still some flaws."

"That can't be helped." Ning Jimin laughed and said, "Those dancers from Paramount are already omnipotent in smoking and drinking, and their voices are probably much hoarse than yours, Brother Ah Jiu."

Ning Jimin raised his head and laughed in the sunlight.

Shui Jiu also laughed, her eyes slightly fluttering.

In the evening, Ning Jimin personally rode Shui Jiu to the city wall in northern Hebei.Ning Jimin raised his hand to help Shui Jiu get off his horse, leaned into his ear and whispered, "I can't get in this city, so it's up to you!"

Shui Jiu raised his eyelids.The two soldiers on the top of the city wall were walking around carrying long guns. Everything was no different from the day he left half a month ago, but it seemed like a lifetime away.

"En," Shui Jiu replied lightly.

Ning Jimin opened his mouth, as if he still had something to say.Shui Jiu, on the other hand, walked away without looking back after getting off the horse.

As the sun set, Shui Jiu walked to the city wall in a purple velvet cheongsam and a pair of white stilettos.Before he could say anything, the soldiers watching the city gate greeted him with wretched smiles.

"Oh, lady, where are you going?"

Ning Jimin's heart was in his throat, and he hurriedly led the horse to probe, for fear that the water would reveal his secrets.Unexpectedly, Shui Jiu skillfully slender waist, glanced sideways, and smiled lightly. "Officer, where do you think I am going in this outfit?"

"Hahaha!" The soldier carrying the gun couldn't help laughing on the spot, and raised his hand to touch Shui Jiu's face as delicate as porcelain.

The brilliant rouge-colored afterglow sprinkled on Shui Jiu's temples and cheeks, and also reflected a little bit of it, entering Shui Jiu's eyes.That night with a dim oil lamp, the words Ning Jimin said to him came back to his mind again.

Shui Jiu is not stupid, and he also knows that these remarks are just because Ning Jimin needs him, so he uses good words to coax him.But at least one thing Ning Jimin said is right—a man is a real man, born between heaven and earth, he always wants to achieve a career.He has been acting on stage all the time, and he has never thought about what will happen in the future. According to the rules of the troupe, when he gets old and decrepit, he just reorganizes a troupe to run around, or becomes a troupe leader.Just like the leader of the Desheng class!Of course, there are also good things. Find some Susukita properties to buy a house, and become a merchant from now on, and your life will be considered nourishing.

It's a pity that these are meaningless to Shui Jiu.

Although Shui Jiu has been on the stage since she was seven years old, she still yearns for something different from the previous ones, or at least she can get rid of her identity as an actor, so tonight wearing a cheongsam and dressing up as a man for the banquet is a big deal for others. Perhaps it was a great humiliation, but Shui Jiu handled it with ease.He squinted at the soldier guarding the city, saw that the other's bones were soft, and salivated and raised his hand to belittle him, he turned his face to the right back calmly, his eyes fluttered, and he said softly: " Officer!"

The bones of the soldiers guarding the city became softer and weaker, and they hecked a few times, but they couldn't utter a single word in the end.

Shui Jiu impatiently entangled with him, raised a cold white jade-like finger and gently pushed the soldier away, and said flatly: "If you don't let me go into the city, you will miss the time for today's dinner."

"Hey, miss, what banquet are you going to?" the soldier asked him still salivating.

Shui Jiu glanced sideways at the other party with a half-smile. "It's not an important banquet, but I heard that several wives from the Taotai Mansion are also there."

Li Daotai is an old pervert, although he is over fifty years old, but the family loves to raise concubines who are not popular.

As soon as the guarding soldiers heard that it was Li Daotai's mansion, they immediately stood up straight with a snap, and raised their hands in salute. "Oh, I really didn't know that the young lady and the lord's house knew each other."

"It's more than just recognition!" Shui Jiu smiled half a smile. "We often draw cards together. The lady surnamed Liao in the Daotai Mansion, and I are godsisters who have been worshiped."

Shui Jiu deliberately pulled out the silk handkerchief from the side waist of the cheongsam, and wiped the sweat from her temples with a very haughty expression.

There is indeed an aunt named Liao in Li Daotai's house, she is only 17 years old this year, and she is very much loved by Li Daotai.It is said that she is pregnant with Liujia, she may soon surpass Aunt Qin and become the number one red concubine in Daotai Mansion.

Seeing that Shui Jiu could even give the name of Mrs. Liao, the soldier dared not be negligent, and he did not dare to stretch out his hand to frivolous Shui Jiu, so he quickly stood up straight and respectfully: "Miss, hurry up and go in. If you are about ten minutes late, But the gates are about to be closed."

Shui Jiu floated past the soldier with a half-smile, and the scent of high-end perfume sprayed on his body filled the soldier's nose.

Shui Jiu is a frequent visitor to Paramount, but the last time he was drugged by Qin Ershao and almost lost his life at Paramount, it was really unpleasant to recall.Therefore, in the rickshaw, Shui Jiu kept his face slightly lowered, and the flickering neon lights hit his eyelashes and brows, looking a little melancholy.

The rickshaw driver gave a long yell, stopped the car, turned around and smiled at him, "Miss, miss? Paramount is here."

Shui Jiu regained consciousness, took out two oceans and put them in the driver's hand.The driver smiled greasy and sweated, and complimented him repeatedly. "Oh, miss, you are such a charitable person!"

Shui Jiu was noncommittal, and walked towards the gate of Baile on high heels.As soon as he entered the hall, before going up the stairs, he saw a waiter with a black bow tie respectfully greet him, and asked him, "But Miss An from Jingxi?"

Shui Jiu was slightly taken aback, Miss An's identity was arranged for him by Ning Jimin.He suspected that this was the signal to confront him, so he hesitated for a while, and then said tentatively: "The wind and sand in Jingxi is very strong, so I came here specially to avoid the wind."

The waiter really answered fluently. "Bai'anle in Paramount. Ms. An really came to the right place when she came here."

Even the codes are right!

Shui Jiu followed the waiter's guidance to the spiral staircase on the third floor, and stepped into the hall.A slender dancer wearing white gloves came up to meet him, leaned against the door with a smile and asked him. "Sister An, are you safe?"

This dancing girl is considered tall among women, but she is more intimidating than others.The dancing girl was standing by the door in black stiletto lambskin shoes, still eight or nine centimeters behind Shui Jiu.

Shui Jiu had a rare kindness, and smiled with her lips curled up. "Sister Lulu, are you safe?"

Sure enough, Lulu laughed happily, lazily raised her white-gloved hand, took Shui Jiu's arm and walked slowly inside, giving instructions in a voice that no one else could hear. "Sister An, let's go in now, the adults inside are waiting impatiently."

Shui Jiu walked into the hall with Lulu, and saw about six or seven people on the table from a distance, and two other people lying on the imperial concubine's couch next to them, smoking hookahs.

Shui Jiu was carrying the pearl handbag, and felt hesitant at her feet.

Lulu hurriedly whispered to him: "The one lying on the far left is a Beijing official named Mr. Zeng. It is said that Mr. Zeng is going to retire from old age and return to his hometown, and now he is very talkative in this place in northern Hebei. .”

Lulu paused for a moment, then whispered to Shui Jiu almost in a whisper, "Even Li Daotai has to listen to Master Zeng."

Shui Jiu followed Lulu's guidance and looked over.Lying on the couch on the far left was an elderly man of about fifty, with a gray-white goatee at the corners of his mouth.Among his peers, this Mr. Zeng may be regarded as older, with a short stature, a purple complexion, and a majestic appearance.Kneeling next to Mr. Zeng were two young dancers, one of them knelt there without covering his upper body and beat his legs for Mr. Zeng, while the other was lighting a cigarette for Mr. Zeng.Master Zeng coughed repeatedly, his throat seemed to be filled with thick phlegm that he could never get out of his mouth, and he was very dissatisfied with the dancer who was lighting a cigarette, so he waved her hand and drove her out impatiently.

Lulu quickly pushed Shui Jiu and said, "Quick, take the opportunity to go up."

Shui Jiu hesitated, but her body was already pushed out by Lulu.

As soon as he took a few steps forward, Master Zeng saw him, his eyes lit up. "Who is this girl?"

Lulu hurriedly came up to introduce her with a smile, and said, "This is sister An from Jingxi, named An Qian. Mr. Zeng, do you look obedient and obedient?"

Shui Jiu had no choice but to lower her head slightly, clenched the mountain blue silk handkerchief with her fingertips and sat down on the footstool beside the couch, barely showing a half smile on her lips.

He is born with a superb appearance, and others are very hardworking, and they are not as good as his national beauty with a half-smile.

This half smile immediately fascinated Mr. Zeng.

"Come here, sit down." Master Zeng waved to him with a rare excited expression, and let the dancing girl who was beating his legs go down. "Can you light a cigarette?"

Shui Jiu's face remained motionless, she still had that indifferent look, she got up and walked closer, with a distant and polite smile on her lips. "Will do."

Shui Jiu lowered her eyes slightly when she spoke, looking very cute.Master Zeng became more and more satisfied, so he patted the edge of the couch and let him sit down, squinting his eyes and said warmly, "Those people at the banquet are very annoying and noisy. Just sit here and order with me."