Tianjun Chasing His Wife Crematorium

A few months ago, in the wing room of Leyinfang——

Yuan Hui sat at the table, and said something contrary to his will while smiling.If Zhang Yuanwai hadn't been escorting this dinner party, Yuan Hui wouldn't have come at all.

According to Zhang Yuanwai, this Uncle Xu was an old friend of his when he was young.In short, this time Uncle Xu returned home to visit his relatives and passed through this place. As his old friend, Zhang Yuanwai must do his best to be a landlord.

Yuan Hui originally thought that the reason that his father insisted on pulling him to see this Uncle Xu was to help him find a job in the court, but when he received Uncle Xu's unmarried daughter, Yuan Hui couldn't help feeling tense, thinking Quickly find an excuse to leave.

Just when Uncle Xu was twirling his beard with his hands, smiling, and staring at Yuan Hui up and down with satisfaction, there was a sudden clanging and smashing sound in the box next door, followed by loud noises.

Yuan Hui immediately took advantage of the east wind, and said seriously to Zhang Yuanwai and Uncle Xu, "Someone seems to be causing trouble, I'll go and see." Before Zhang Yuanwai could speak, Yuan Hui left the box with oil on his feet.

At first, Yuan Hui just wanted to take advantage of the chaos and slip away, but when he passed the box next door, a porcelain vase flew out of the room and broke into pieces at his feet.Glancing at the box, it turned out to be Liu Caisheng, the eldest son of the county magistrate's family.

Inside the room, a leading Qin girl and two servant girls bowed their heads and knelt in front of Liu Caisheng, who was about to kick Liu Caisheng.

If he hadn't accidentally caught sight of this scene, Yuan Hui would not have acted impulsively, snatched the tea bowl from the passer-by, threw it on Liu Caisheng's leg that was about to be kicked, causing him to fall backwards, and smashed it while sitting in front of him On shards of china...

Yuan Hui and Liu Caisheng originally looked down on each other.Yuan Hui felt that Liu Caisheng was full of wine and flesh, and he was as thin as firewood. It seemed that he had been shopping too much in brothels.Yuan Hui also knew how Liu Caisheng evaluated himself in private - he looked like a woman and couldn't support the wall.But even so, if the two bumped into each other on the street, they would still pretend to say goodbye.

Although Zhang Yuan went out to resolve the matter, it was settled, but Yuan Hui and Liu Caisheng's Liang Zi was settled.

Later, Yuan Hui didn't see Liu Caisheng on the street for a long time. He heard that Liu Caisheng bought a fairy-looking girl from a flower house in the capital and stayed out of the house all day. Gradually, Yuan Hui also forgot about such a person. .

Early in the morning, Yuan Hui knocked on the door of Xianyun Bookstore, thinking that he wanted to go to Liyuan's house in the south of the city, listen to the new one-fold opera, and then go to Dechun Garden in the north of the city to eat dumplings.

Xianyun was flipping through the ledger without raising his head, "One city south, one city north, you are really in a good mood."

"What's so interesting about your dilapidated account book? It's as if you can sell a few books a month." Yuan Hui poured himself a cup of tea, leaned next to Xianyun, and said softly, "The new play in the pear garden in the south of the city , It is said that the singing is about the two or three things between the former emperor and his courtiers."

"Oh, the drama of a loyal veteran risking his death to speak out?" Xian Yun responded, while raising his sleeve and pen, writing and scribbling on the account book, but still didn't look up.

"That's so boring," Yuan Hui deliberately elongated his tone, with a somewhat ambiguous tone, and said in a low voice, "It's about—friends with broken sleeves."

Xianyun's hand holding the pen paused for a moment, then smiled lightly, "Oh, that's fresh, let's see it later."

Yuan Hui was at the side, playing with Xianyun's fan boredly, and said, "You need to change your broken fan. Later, I will give you a pair of tortoiseshell satin, inscribed by a famous artist."

"Thank you, this one is fine, I don't need to change it." Xian Yun agreed, put down his pen, closed the account book, and said with a smile, "Let's go, go and watch the play you mentioned."

It was still early, Xianyun and Yuan Hui strolled unhurriedly towards the Liyuan.

Passing by a silk shop on the road, you can see a few high-quality silk folding fans unfolded in the room from outside the shop, Yuan Hui dragged Xianyun into the shop.

Not far behind the two, a delicate-faced "Brother Gongzi" followed behind the two, looking at their backs with raised eyebrows.

"Brother Young Master" said with a satisfied smile, "That's right, if we only talk about appearance, either of these two will do."

"Little—" the servant next to "Brother Young Master" just opened his mouth when he was glared at by the master. He quickly slapped himself and said with a smile, "Master, it should be the one in red."

"Oh?" "Brother Young Master" said unhurriedly, "But I think the one in white clothes is more pleasing to the eye, with delicate features, gentle and elegant, which is my favorite." As he said, two blushes appeared on the face of "Brother Young Master", and he turned to Glancing at the one next to him, he said coldly, "The red one, the one with a hippie smile, and the look of being underwhelmed, makes people angry when they see it."

The attendant smiled and said, "Young master is right. Besides, no matter which of the two of them is chosen by the young master, it is a great blessing."

In this troupe in the south of the city, there are often some dramas such as dark night gatherings of talented scholars and beautiful women that are popular with the public, or two or three things in front of a pretty widow.

Come to see this "friend with broken sleeves", there are quite a few white-faced scholars, and of course there are also greasy-haired and pink-faced sons and brothers.Although masculinity is not prevalent at the moment, there are always some dignitaries who will raise handsome sons in the mansion. After the gossip is circulated in the market, it will naturally become a romantic gossip, and the romantic gossip will be written into a playbook.

Yuan Hui and Xianyun sat in an elegant seat close to the stage. Nut tea was already set on the table, and from time to time a servant came to clean the table and change the tea.

"What's the matter with your theater?!"

"I'm sorry, both of you, the booths are full, if you both want to watch a play, you can only sit in the back."

Xian Yun could tell at a glance that the "Brother Gongzi" standing next to the guy who was yelling with the boy was a girl, and this girl followed him and Yuan Hui not far or near as soon as he and Yuan Hui came out of the study.

While drinking tea, Yuan Hui watched the bustle, and muttered, "Come here to watch a play, and you're poor and fastidious. I don't know which hypocritical young master it is."

Xianyun raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yuan Hui, and said leisurely, "It's natural to be leisurely after catching up with the last private seat."

"Hey," Yuan Hui smiled, put the tea bowl in his hand on the table, raised his eyebrows and said, "My young master, I just like to watch the excitement and make sarcastic remarks."

With his hands in his hands, the peddler wearing a melon cap approached Xian Yun and Yuan Hui, patted the bulging cardigan on his body, and whispered, "You two, do you want to read the book?"

Yuan Hui raised his eyebrows, glanced at the stage, and said indifferently to the vendor, "What kind of food are there?"

When the peddler saw the show, he immediately smiled and couldn't help raising his voice, "I have everything here, and the books are high-quality goods, and you will be satisfied."

"Oh?" Yuan Hui chuckled lightly, "Is there any masculinity?"

"Oh, you've found the right person." The peddler said in an exaggerated tone, carefully took out a cloth bag from his pocket, put it on the table, carefully opened a corner, and could see a little bit of the spring scenery in the album.

Xianyun pursed his smile, and quietly glanced at the album on the table.

After flipping through the corners of a few pages, Yuan Hui looked away from the album and pushed it towards the peddler, "Unfortunately, I have this book."

The peddler wrapped up the album, put it back on his shirt, and lowered his voice, "You are very knowledgeable, I have other rare books in my store, why don't I show them to you?"

Yuan Hui refused bluntly, "Change it back."

The peddler nodded dryly, "Hey." He turned around and went to the next table.

The play was about to start, and the garden became more and more noisy.

"You two, I'm really sorry. The two masters behind insisted on sharing the table with you two. It's really difficult for young people to do so, so I have the cheek to ask you two." Waist, smiled awkwardly at Yuan Hui and Xian Yun.

Xian Yun glanced back, and it really was the girl and her attendant.

Yuan Hui said coldly, "Since you know we are not happy, please say sorry for us and go back."

The boy's face froze for a moment, and he nodded with a embarrassed smile, "Okay."

As soon as the boy got out of the way, there was the sound of gongs and drums that were about to start from the stage.

"Ha, it's started." Yuan Hui smiled and adjusted his sitting posture.

Just now that "Brother Young Master" appeared suddenly, and smiled at Xian Yun and Yuan Hui, "Since there are just two vacant seats, I don't mind sharing the table with you." Then, "Brother Young Master" unceremoniously sat down beside Xian Yun, Waving the brand-new silk folding fan in his hand, he looked at the stage with piercing eyes, completely ignoring Yuan Hui's frown and the gaze piercing himself like a knife.

The author has something to say:

I thought that a gifted man and a beautiful woman were a drama, but what was staged on the stage was—a friend with broken sleeves~

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