After marrying Bai Yueguang, the little wolf dog turned into a scumbag

The days passed by like water, and in a blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival came. The little opera actors of the Qi Mansion had lined up several plays, and Mrs. Qi decided to invite relatives and friends to enjoy the moon and listen to the opera on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

More than a dozen tables of banquets were placed in Yushengju, and the Uncle Wuyang's mansion also received invitations. Wu Xichun sat next to Jiang Mengzhen and whispered to him: "I have something new to tell you. Do you still remember that I was in Yong'an?" Is it the cat you picked up at the gate of the uncle's house?"

"Remember, Yuxue is cute, what's wrong?"

"Later, someone came to look for a cat. I saw that he was not dressed in shabby clothes like someone from the uncle's house, so he refused to give it to him. After a long time, the man said - he is the son of Yong'an Bo, and the cat was raised secretly. If you dare to let others know, if the two ladies find out, you will fall to your death."

Jiang Mengzhen was taken aback, "This is too evil!"

"Isn't that right? He's so pitiful," Wu Xichun pursed his lips. He is the youngest son of Uncle Wuyang who loves him like a treasure. He has never seen such filthy in the backyard of a house. "The two of Uncle Yong'an Ma'am, greet us with a smile and be so kind, dive into the abyss... I mean, the clothes on Young Master An are not as good as my servant's."

"Qianyuan?" Jiang Mengzhen raised his eyebrows lightly, "Is this the name of the young master of Yong'an Bofu? When did you get so familiar?"

Wu Xichun stuck out his tongue playfully, blushing a little and said: "His name is An Zhiyuan, and Qianyuan is the word I gave him. I hope he is like a dragon diving in the abyss, and one day he can be proud."

Jiang Mengzhen smiled dumbly, "Well, I thought you treated me differently from others, so you gave me calligraphy, but I didn't know that Mr. Wu took the calligraphy as a gift from a big pot!"

"Of course you are special!" Wu Xichun shook his arm holding him, "Hua Xu Mo Qi, I just expressed my feelings, at worst, I won't let him use this word in the future!"

Jiang Mengzhen was originally joking, but he was taken aback when he heard the words, and frowned seriously: "Are you familiar with each other? Are you still in touch?"

Wu Xichun lowered his head and smiled a little shyly, "An Zhiyuan fostered the cat with me, and I will come to see it occasionally..."

He lowered his head and smiled, and the bright red pregnancy mole on the corner of his mouth was even more dazzling. Jiang Mengzhen said worriedly: "After all, when you meet a foreigner, you should pay attention to everything."

"Understood, you are living outside, so naturally you have to be extra cautious and don't let people talk about it. I live in the Wuyang uncle's mansion. What can happen?" Wu Xichun turned his head to look at the banquets on the left and right, and said sadly: " As expected, An Zhiyuan is not here, he is very nice, I wanted you to see it... The Qi family also invited Yong'an Bo's mansion today, and his younger brother is probably the one who came to the banquet. Sigh, I really can't understand this Partiality and injustice!"

"Why do you keep your mouth shut? They are all surnamed An?" Jiang Mengzhen pointed at him teasingly, imitating the Tsing Yi accent on the stage, and said in a long voice: "You have to be careful..."

"You're necrotic!" Wu Xichun clamored and thumped his shoulder, "here, the surname Qi is sitting there, staring at you for a long time, I found out about the last joint poem, his soul is going to fly !"

"You don't want to be so crooked..." The two laughed in a low voice, which was covered by the noisy gongs and drums on the stage, so they didn't attract attention.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, the servants removed the cups and plates, brought melons and fruits and fragrant tea, and the whole lively show on the stage was sung.Qi Shilang followed Qi Fengju's suggestion, and ordered people to make lotteries for the excerpts that the little actors would know, and they would draw lots to sing - he first drew a discount from "Man Chuanghu", which he was very satisfied with, and then he took turns to sing. When it came to Qi Fengju, what he smoked was "Liu Yin Ji".

""Liu Yin Ji" is also called "Double Butterflies". Wiping the sweat off his forehead, "Singing this on Mid-Autumn Festival night, I'm afraid it's a bit unlucky?"

"What's the point? It's just a play. If you don't talk about it, what harm can it do?" Qi Fengju didn't shy away from it, and only asked people to pretend to be on stage.

The singer who sang Zhu Yingtai was the pillar of the troupe, and when he opened his mouth, he was so sad and lingering, like a cuckoo crying blood, which caused many people in the audience to cry.Qi Fengju was fascinated by the sight, and murmured in the sad song: "In the loess ridge, the son has no fate, and love is for this life, it's a pity..."

Qi Heju and his concubines were sitting far away in the outer circle of the banquet. The children at the table only knew how to eat and drink. The stage was far away, so he could only get a rough look. Nanny, "Why did Zhu Yingtai have to die?"

"Because she can't forget her dead friend," Nanny Wu hiccupped drunkenly, "the man she's going to marry is far worse than her old friend, and she's still living..."

"Is Liang Shanbo that good?"

"Of course it's good, gentle and kind, and handsome, the two of them met when they were reading and composing poems together..."

The more Qi Heju listened to it, the less he liked it. His elder brother was so much like this unforgettable Liang Shanbo.

A few more plays were performed on the stage, and the stick was passed to Wu Xichun, who picked it up casually and pulled out a piece of "Da Deng Dian".

"This is not a good show!" Wu Xichun threw the play lottery on the ground, "These plays are only sung to the lively part, and they will not be performed later. Wang Baochuan waited for 18 years, and died after only being a queen for [-] days. Xue Pinggui Sitting in Jinluan with Dai Zhan, who remembers Powa Hanyao? I hate these ungrateful people the most!" He leaned into Jiang Mengzhen's ear and cursed: "A man who marries two wives is a jerk !"

Jiang Meng smiled while covering her sleeves, and comforted him: "I'll smoke a good one and let them sing."

He stretched out his hand and took out one, and looked closely, it was "A Dream in the Garden".

"Sure enough, it's a good thing you got it, others don't deserve it," Wu Xichun clapped his hands, "Just sing this!"

The flute pipe song was blown by the wind, and the strange scene in the dream was staged beside the Peony Pavilion. Qi Heju didn't care at all, and asked Mammy Wu casually: "What is this play about?"

"Hey, don't talk about it! This play is the most obscene, teach the young master and miss to think about spring," Wu Mama patted her thigh, cursing and reeking of alcohol, "Look at her shameless, dreaming of sex!"

"Click" Qi He's chopsticks fell to the ground, the unspeakable emotions in his heart seemed to be torn apart, his throat was inexplicably tight, he rubbed his thumbs on the collar, and repeated in a low voice: "...Chun, illusion?"

He did meet a dream-like person in spring, and since then he has never had a dreamless sleep until dawn. The spring in his dream is entangled, and the inexplicable thoughts of a young man are swaying with the spring breeze, which makes him feel bored and tired during the day. I couldn't speak, but my heart was scratching, it was sore like being soaked in water, and it hurt like being fried in a fire.

Singing on that stage: "Who is there to dream about, and the spring is dark.What is the meaning of Yanyan?Flooding and frying, splashing the remnants of life and killing the sky! 】

Qi He stood up anxiously and took two steps back, and knocked down Nanny Wu in a panic. He ran out clutching his heart, as if everyone had clairvoyant eyes, and could see what he was thinking through his bones and flesh. .He was afraid that people would find out that they would laugh at him and scold him for being shameless, so he staggered and ran back to his room in a hurry, ignoring the yelling behind him.

Qi Heju was lying on the kang wrapped in a quilt, ignoring anyone who called him.After a while, I heard Grandma Wu in the outer room making a fuss while drunk, and Aunt Zhou scolded him loudly through the wall: "Things that are not on the table! Even the nanny dares to beat you, ungrateful and heartless, hurry up tomorrow, right?" And kill me!"

Needless to say, there was no candle in the room, and he lay on the bed, staring at the full moon that was brighter than the lamp outside the window.Qinghui sprinkled all over the ground, seeing the moon floating from the treetops to the sky, and the outside became quiet, Qi Heju yawned, his eyelids began to fight, but when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly shivered, He pinched himself hard.

Repeated several times until the moon was dimmed, Qi Heju's eyelids finally closed.The spring in his dream floated leisurely, enveloping him in the lingering spring breeze again, the people under the wall smiled at him again, Qi He froze on the wall as usual, but this was the first time he clearly realized that he was dreaming.It's useless to pinch myself, but I still dreamed of Jiang Mengzhen, Qi He was so ashamed that he wanted to run away, but he couldn't help feeling reluctant to part from the bottom of his heart.

The pale yellow clothes gradually drifted away, and the usual dream was about to end here, but this time Qi Heju knew it was a dream, so he finally plucked up the courage and shouted: "Don't go!"

He climbed over the wall and chased after him, and bumped into the arms of the man in his dream. Qi Heju didn't have time to think and hugged him. The body of the person in his arms was as soft as a brocade quilt. Qi Heju didn't know what to do , I could only hug him tighter and tighter, wishing I could rub him into the flesh and blood.

In the twilight, the sheng and flute played together on the stage: [I want to go but I still miss it. I look at each other just like I did, and I didn't say a word when we met again.It rains three minutes in the spring, and there is a cloud in Wushan when I sleep. 】

"Brother Ming, wake up..."

"Little lazybones, the sun is burning your butt!" Gou Fen put her hand under the quilt, and joked, "I'll touch your butt to see if it's hot!"

"Yo!" Her hand was wet, and she quickly withdrew it: "How old are you still wetting the bed? I don't care about you!"

Gou Fen let out a "hum" and shook his hands away. Qi Heju was disturbed by such a commotion, and opened his eyes in a daze. Seeing that Yan Zhi was about to lift his quilt, he quickly pressed the quilt with both hands, blushing and whispered: "Go out. ..get out!"

"My young master, didn't you just wet the bed, what are you ashamed of? You have to clean up..." Yan Zhi pulled hard, and the brocade quilt fell to the ground. She leaned on the bed and looked, and instantly blushed.

Yanzhi rustled in the room to tidy up, and Goufen came back from a stroll, Yanzhi hugged the dirty quilt and whispered to her.Qi Heju felt that the eyes of the two maids were piercing his body like a real thing, which made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles after breakfast.

When walking past Gou Fen with the ink cartridge in his pocket, he suddenly heard her laugh sharply, Qi He couldn't bear it anymore, and ran out in a hurry.He ran away, feeling ashamed and ashamed, he didn't know what was wrong with him, could it be that he was going to die of illness like Du Liniang?No wonder Grandma Wu said she was shameless, he felt dirty when he got such a disease.

Qi Heju became more and more frightened as he thought about it, and hid in the rockery and cried a lot—he and Jiang Mengzhen hadn't said a word yet, and they had cried several times for him for no reason.

The author has something to say:

[I want to see who is in Youmeng, and the spring light flows in secret.What is the meaning of Yanyan?Flooding and frying, splashing the remnants of life and killing the sky! 】

[I want to go but still miss it, I look at each other as if I have met long ago without saying a word.It rains three minutes in the spring, and there is a cloud in Wushan when I sleep. 】

—— Kunqu Opera "The Peony Pavilion"