After giving instructions for a rehearsal, Gu Yin stood in front of the stage for a while, until she stared at Brother Xiaofeng and others with sincerity and fear, and she had to sit back in her special seat again.
Wu Qingyi was naturally still sitting there.
When the two of them stayed together in the past, they had always been very comfortable. But today's atmosphere is so ambiguous that Gu Yin is not used to it.
It's not that it makes her uncomfortable, it's that she's not ready yet!
She started looking for words and said, "Do you think the person playing the little daughter-in-law looks familiar?"
A faint smile appeared on Wu Qingyi's lips, but she still followed her line of sight.
Drama is different from traditional drama. The performers do not need to make money, do not wear heavy makeup, and do not wear robes. Whether it is makeup or dressing, they are closer to the appearance in life.
The heroine on the stage, that is, the little daughter-in-law in "The Story of Kinship", Jing Chai's cloth skirt, can't hide her beauty.
"It seems that I have seen it somewhere." Wu Qingyi frowned and pondered, but couldn't remember for a while.
"It's Chu Manrong." Gu Yin explained to him with a smile, "Originally, there were men in the drama, but we didn't need that in our drama, and the original Huadan was still in the cell, and the position of our heroine was vacant. I invited this 'noodle maker' from our family over."
When Wu Qingyi heard Chu Manrong's name, he still couldn't remember it. When it came to the face-pulling teacher, he immediately remembered it.
"She made you tame."
Gu Yin smiled and shook her head again. Seeing that the people on the stage didn't notice her, she approached Wu Qingyi and said in a low voice, "Where can I tame it? I don't have that ability. When I told her, she wanted to. "
Chu Manrong has since become a noodle maker who eats for the sky, and he can be said to be a little famous.
The restaurant in the back, like Wangtianlou, also tried to imitate it.
But their noodle masters are either not as good as Chu Manrong in appearance, or their craftsmanship is not good. In short, when the noodle masters are mentioned in the capital, diners still think of Chu Manrong.
Although Chu Manrong did not obey the discipline and confronted Gu Yin, he asked Gu Yin to arrange for a face-off.
But Gu Yin did not treat her badly. The price of a piece of handmade noodles on the spot was not cheap, it cost 30 cents, because it was not just the noodles themselves, but the skills.
For each serving, Chu Manrong can get ten cents.
She has practiced dancing for many years, and her body is stronger than that of ordinary women, and she can get dozens of pieces a day.
Like when the business was good, Chu Manrong could earn a dozen or twenty taels of dividends a month, and he could also get a basic salary of fifty taels of silver.
She pointed her head in front of her and wanted to climb the high branches, that is, she wanted to live a good life. Although she is working hard now, she can earn so much money and improve her life by herself. She has done a lot of duty.
But now, because of the lack of simultaneous promotion of operas and the much warmer weather, the hot pot business has dropped by several percent, and the noodle maker is no longer necessary. As the drama lacks a heroine, Gu Yin asked her to come.
For an arrogant person like Chu Manrong, being an actor on the fifth floor is of course a good job compared to talking on the first floor, and Gu Yin promised that he would not earn less than talking on the first floor, Chu Manrong looked at himself. The increasingly developed biceps, I agreed without thinking.
Wu Qingyi listened to Gu Yin whispering in her ear, her eyes still on the stage, but she couldn't help but recall the unforgettable touch when she pinched her earlobe just now.
How can it be so soft
On the stage, Chu Manrong just played the part where he and his ex-husband reconciled and lived on the street.
Aware of Wu Qingyi's gaze, she performed more and more vigorously, huddled with pear blossoms and rained, crying softly, so pitiful, but she was sneering in her heart. Sure enough, men in the world are as dark as men, isn't Wu Qingyi also watching her intently
Although she has now stopped relying on men, it does not prevent her from thinking about letting men fall for her.
The curtain falls and the scene changes. As the plot progresses, the little daughter-in-law played by Chu Manrong is sheltered by food for heaven and works here.
Chu Manrong's mind had already fallen on Wu Qingyi, and she had changed to a set of services, which was the kind that Shiweitian's court servants unified.
This dress is better than the previous coarse cloth dress, and it can set off her figure better.
Want to come to Wu Qing's opinion, it should be more attractive, right
Just as he was thinking to himself, suddenly, Chu Manrong was stuffed with dough in his hand.
"What is this for?" she asked curiously.
The field worker explained: "I didn't have all the props before, but this is my first time on stage. If you don't do anything, you'll just show your bullshit, Master Chu."
In the original plot, the little daughter-in-law did not specifically say what to do after she arrived at Shiweitian. After all, traditional opera has a limited form of expression.
Of course, it can be performed in a drama, and you don't have to think about any plot, just do what she is good at.
"Don't call me Master Chu!" Chu Manrong gritted his teeth.
As he spoke, the curtain was pulled back, and Chu Manrong was holding a piece of dough. He had no choice but to pull it up again.
After watching her talk, Gu Yin stood up and said: "The effect is almost the same, and everything is done well. I won't look at it anymore. Brother Xiaofeng, come over and leave it to you."
Brother Xiaofeng came out from the backstage, bowed his hands and said, "The owner has worked hard, I will definitely supervise everyone's rehearsal."
Most of the performers on the fifth floor were from the foreplay troupe, and naturally they all followed his lead.
There is only one Chu Manrong, who doesn't obey discipline very much, but Gu Yin has a way to tell Xiaofeng brother that as long as Chu Manrong is passive at work, let her go back to the first floor to talk for a while. If she was tired enough, she naturally didn't have the strength to do anything.
Gu Yinyi glanced at Chu Manrong pointedly, and Brother Xiaofeng immediately nodded, indicating that he could save it all.
When they were talking, Wu Qingyi got up and walked to her side. Under Gu Yin's large sleeves, his warm big palm took Gu Yin's hand.
Gu Yin was still talking to Brother Xiaofeng, but suddenly her palms were wrapped, her face flushed red, her hands clenched into fists, and she struggled slightly under her sleeves.
Helpless Wu Qingyi was determined, but he didn't let go, and gently rubbed the back of Gu Yin's hand with his fingertips.
There were also calluses on the pulp of his fingers. Gu Yin only felt that the back of his hand felt as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper, and it was slightly painful and itchy.
She released her fist and then ducked, Wu Qingyi's big palm pinched her palm at this moment. Then the fingers intertwined.
Brother Xiaofeng was still waiting for Gu Yin to explain the matter, but she saw that she suddenly pondered thoughtfully, and that she had not done anything well at the time, making it difficult for Gu Yin to do it, so she said again: "If there is something else wrong, Yes, the owner, but it doesn't matter, I will definitely change it."
Gu Yingen's ears were hot, and she hurriedly said, "No, I was just thinking about something else. You guys are going well in your rehearsal."
Afraid that people would see the clue, Gu Yin left with Wu Qingyi after she finished speaking.
Coming down from the fifth floor, according to Gu Yin's habit, she usually has to sit for a while in the elegant house on the third floor.
Now that Wu Qingyi is following, it will be inconvenient, and if Mrs. Lu's stalkers see it, they may make fun of her.
So Gu Yin directly led him out of the restaurant, and he didn't realize that he was pulling the curtains on the fifth floor, only to find out that it was already dusk outside when he came out.
All the way back to the carriage, Wu Qingyi still held her hand.
Gu Yin glared at him and said angrily: "Is it still loose? Did you let me climb onto the carriage with one hand?"
Wu Qingyi smiled and gave her hand, but when Gu Yin turned around, he picked her up by the waist and put her directly on the carriage.
"You..." Before Gu Yin's exclamation came out, she was already seated.
Hearing Wu Qingyi endure it again: "You don't need to climb, Madam, won't you just go up?"
The driver was still not far away, and Gu Yin didn't bother to talk to her, so she went into the carriage with a blushing face.
Wu Qingyi naturally followed, but when she saw Gu Yin went in, she was facing inward, half lying on the pillow, with a look of "I want to rest, don't disturb me".
He looked funny, and when she came to her side, Gu Yin immediately opened her eyes and looked at him.
Wu Qingyi couldn't help laughing when she saw it, and hurriedly said: "Don't look at me like a thief, I didn't do anything."
Gu Yin closed her eyes again and complained softly, "You've done enough today."
Wu Qingyi touched his nose and asked, "Are you really tired?"
Gu Yin gave a soft "um", he moved the low table to the other side, and said, "Then you lie down for a while. I'll call you when I get home."
Although the carriage of the Duke's Mansion is spacious, if you lie down completely, it will be very cramped for people to sit on, especially Wu Qingyi, who is so tall and crowded with the small low table, his arms and legs can't stretch. I can only sit on my knees, pitiful.
Thinking that he didn't actually do anything today, rubbing his ears and holding hands, even in the early stages of a relationship, it wasn't an act of overreaching Meng Lang.
Gu Yin said: "No, the carriage is bumpy, no matter how you sleep, you won't be able to sleep comfortably. I'll just take it for a while."
"So?" Wu Qingyi went to her side again, helped her up, leaned against the wall of the car, and put the pillow on top of him.
Gu Yin still didn't understand, Wu Qingyi had already patted her chest and said, "I'll give you a pad, so it shouldn't be so bumpy."
Because there was a long pillow between the two, and the two early spring jackets were not much thinner than their jackets, Gu Yin gave a low "um" and leaned over.
Wu Qingyi was half-lying, and Gu Yin's upper body was leaning against his chest. Although she was separated by a pillow, she could still vaguely hear his heartbeat.
It turned out that his heart beat as fast as hers.
Wu Qingyi didn't do anything with other meanings, but just reached out and patted her on the back, just like Gu Yin usually coaxes Gu Ye to sleep.
"Take me as Ono." Gu Yin murmured softly, but being coaxed slowly and rhythmically by him, she really felt her eyelids were heavy and she fell asleep.
Hearing her even breathing, Wu Qingyi lowered her eyes and saw her peaceful and beautiful sleeping face.
He reached out again to help her brush the broken hair on her forehead behind her ear, and his fingers couldn't help rubbing her earlobe again.
Gu Yin snorted in his sleep, and he immediately let go of his hand.
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He also said that in the palace, although Emperor Zhengyuan held a banquet on the second day, but the ministers were busy with them for most of the day, he still set up a small banquet.
The protagonist of the banquet is of course Gu Ye, don't watch Gu Ye escape in private, he is really mature and prudent in front of people, and his bearing is extraordinary.
I saw his little man standing tall and straight in front of people, no matter who came up to say hello, he didn't have the slightest stage fright, and answered fluently.
Emperor Zhengyuan looked at him and couldn't help thinking that when he was a child, he couldn't seem to be able to do this when he was about seven years old.
A sense of pride rose in his chest. Emperor Zhengyuan looked at Gu Ye and could already imagine how outstanding he would be when he grew up in a few years.
Emperor Zhengyuan was thinking about Gu Ye in the future, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the dignified little guy, after talking to a minister, bowed his hands and saluted, and then walked unhurriedly to his side.
Emperor Zhengyuan was also talking to someone, and suddenly there was something in his hand.
Although his own son handed it over, although Emperor Zhengyuan didn't know what it was, he still accepted it calmly.
Later, someone else came to talk to Gu Ye, and Gu Ye passed by again.
Emperor Zhengyuan sent the people in front of him away, raised his sleeves while drinking, and finally was able to see what the little guy had just stuffed in—a small purse, the one Gu Ye was wearing today, and the inside was It's a bag of lard residue wrapped in greased paper!
Of course, there will be no shortage of food at the palace banquet, but there is no such thing that the common people will eat.
Emperor Zhengyuan looked over with a funny look, and Gu Ye came over after talking with the people.
He was still stern and unsmiling, but whispered in his mouth: "I see that you have been drinking a lot of alcohol, it's easy to get drunk if you drink it dry, eat this sweet mouth!"
While speaking, he took advantage of the gap that no one saw, and blinked at Emperor Zhengyuan.
Of course, Gu Yin blew it up for him at home and brought it out in his purse.
The lard residue is in the mouth, although it is cold, it is still fragrant and crunchy.
Not to mention, it's really quite a drink, and it is more suitable for Emperor Zheng Yuan's appetite than those prepared by the royal chef!
If it weren't for the fact that the father and son would have to hold it in front of the ministers, Emperor Zhengyuan really wanted to smack the little guy's head and scratch his creak to see if he could pretend to look like a little adult.
In the evening, the small banquet was finally dispersed.
Without Emperor Zhengyuan speaking, Gu Ye sent the ministers out.
Everyone hurriedly said "don't dare" and told him to stay.
Between bowing and returning the salute, Gu Ye watched everyone leave the hall, and after walking far, returned to Emperor Zhengyuan.
Emperor Zhengyuan was in a good mood, and smiled at him: "You are very good today..."
Gu Ye raised his chest and raised his head for a whole day, his waist and back were aching faintly, just waiting to hear Emperor Zheng Yuan's praise, the palace servant suddenly came to report that Feng Guifei wanted to see him.
Emperor Zhengyuan was a little drunk, and after recalling it, he said, "Didn't she go back to her parents' house? Why did she come back now?"
Qian Sansi reported: "It should be the imperial concubine who received the imperial decree at the Duke's Mansion of Lu..."
Emperor Zhengyuan remembered, nodded and said, "Then let her in."
In the end, it was his bedside person who gave birth to children for him, and Emperor Zhengyuan still had to give Feng Guifei some face.
Gu Ye just sat down and rested when he heard the words and stood up and said, "It's not too early, I'm going out of the palace now."
Emperor Zhengyuan waved his hand and said that it was all right, "She is not an outsider, she is your concubine, and she should meet."
Speaking of which, Emperor Zhengyuan reached out to the back of his neck, touched the sweat on his neck, and said, "It's not dark yet, you'll catch a cold if you sweat out of your body. Be obedient and wait for the sweat to dry before leaving."
Gu Ye didn't really want to see Concubine Feng, but when Emperor Zhengyuan said so, he understood a little.
His emperor's father should hope that he and Feng Guifei get along in harmony, at least on the surface.
In the past, it was the emperor's father who thought about him, and he was not thoughtful in all aspects, so he should give him face himself.
Gu Ye gave him a look of "I listened to you when you said it, I don't care when others say it", he obeyed obediently, and stayed silent.
After a while, Concubine Feng came in.
After entering, Concubine Feng saluted first, and then Emperor Zhengyuan asked her to get up, but she didn't get up, but knelt down, and Ai Ai said: "Your Majesty, the concubine you lied to is so bitter!"
Concubine Feng held her handkerchief and cried, as if she was supporting the willow in the weak wind, she turned slightly to the side, revealing a long white and slender neck and a small piece of snow-white shoulders.
Moreover, Concubine Feng was plump, and when she deliberately tilted her body like this, the ravines in front of her chest were also looming.
This is what Emperor Zheng Yuan likes. Usually, as long as she acts like a spoiled child, Emperor Zheng Yuan will soften her heart.
Concubine Feng Gui was wronged. Emperor Zhengyuan kept her from being an outsider. You don't need to think about it to know that the eldest son of the emperor, who appeared out of thin air, is the only one who doesn't know about the several masters up and down the palace!
But the bad is bad. Concubine Feng only heard Qian Sansi say that everyone was scattered, but Gu Ye was still inside!
"What do you look like!" Emperor Zheng Yuan, who was still in a good mood just now, immediately changed his face and summoned: "Qian Sansi, the imperial concubine has lost her honor in front of the imperial concubine, invite the imperial concubine down!"
Only then did Concubine Feng raised her head and saw the angry-looking Zheng Yuan Emperor and the stunned Gu Ye next to him.
"Your Majesty..."
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"Your Majesty, the concubine didn't do it on purpose!"
In the British government, the whole family retreated and gathered in the main courtyard.
Gu Ye pulled his collar to his shoulders, and was kneeling on the ground with a crying voice: "I don't know that there are other people around here..."
Then he changed his voice to a rough voice, "You are arrogant, what other people, except for King Lie, who is the only one in this hall, where can anyone else come from?"
After learning, he looked at Song Shiliu and Wu An again, and whispered, "Hurry up and pull me, what are you waiting for?"
Song Shiliu and Wu An laughed until their faces were sour, they immediately grabbed Gu Ye's arm and dragged him to the door.
Gu Ye was dragged to the door and said again: "Your Majesty, the concubine made a blunder, you don't care about the face of the concubine, you have to look at Xu'er's face anyway."
After speaking, he broke free from Song Shiliu and Wu An's hands and said, "That's it, His Majesty drove her away."
Gu Yin and Wang Shi were waiting for him to come back and ask about the palace.
Although they had heard Wu Qingyi briefly talk about it, after all, they had to listen to Gu Ye's own words that everything went well, and then everyone could feel relieved.
Gu Ye said that everything was going well, that is, Emperor Zhengyuan wanted to give him the title of king. A censor jumped out and said that there has never been such a young prince to be crowned as a king. It is better to keep the eldest son in the palace first. , make these preparations a little bigger.
But soon Mrs. Wen refuted it.
Gu Ye imitated Mrs. Wen's appearance, with one hand behind his back and the other with the nonexistent beard on his chin, he squinted and sneered, "What history? before?"
That censor was indeed an official of the previous dynasty, and the one left by Emperor Zhengyuan to the present is still a bit brainy.
Mr. Wen calmly said this, that is, he was an official of the new dynasty, and he was still thinking about the old system of the previous dynasty! In Cao Ying, the heart is in Han!
The censor did not dare to say any more, and was so frightened that the two wars repeatedly pleaded guilty.
He learned this, and later said that Concubine Feng had just said a few words and let Emperor Zhengyuan drive away. Wang asked a strange question, saying that this concubine is not very favored? Otherwise, the Feng family would not have shaken like that before.
Gu Ye became addicted to acting, and he learned Feng Guifei's seductive attitude, which made everyone in the room burst into laughter.
Gu Yin hurriedly said: "Don't learn, don't learn, you directly say that Feng Guifei has made a mistake, and let His Majesty drive away, we will know everything in one sentence."
Gu Ye sat next to her, "I didn't ask me this, I just learned it. I know I can't do this outside! I'm doing so well today, and Your Majesty praises me!"
Gu Ye looked at his uncle as he spoke, and Wu Qingyi smiled and said, "Indeed, Ono's appearance and style of conversation are like a different person."
Things went smoothly, Gu Ye was in a good mood, so he was a lot more lively than usual.
When it was late, everyone went to rest. After Gu Ye went back to the wing to wash up, he got into Gu Yin's room with water vapor.
"It turns out that I will be seven years old next month." Gu Ye kicked his shoes to bed and counted with his fingers, "I had my birthday on the road last September, it's only been a few months, and March will be over again. "
Gu Yinzheng wiped his head with a handkerchief, "Isn't that right? In this way, you live in the palace in March, and we live in private in September. Everyone else only has one birthday, but you can live two."
Gu Yete said this because he was afraid that his mother would be unhappy. After all, he swore earlier that only the birthday he met with his mother would be the birthday of the one who met his mother. Hearing this, the little guy immediately laughed and put his head on Gu Yin's hand, "Mother is the best. All right."
After a long while, his hair was dried by Gu Yin, who was about to coax him to sleep.
Suddenly, Gu Ye opened his mouth and said, "Mother, what do you think of me as an emperor?"
Gu Yin was about to fall asleep herself, and was taken aback when she heard this. She just became a prince, why did she want to be an emperor? He immediately asked him if someone else had taught him anything.
Gu Ye replied: "No one taught me, I thought of it myself."
Gu Yin was afraid that he was instigated at a young age and didn't know, so she felt a little relieved when she heard this, "I know your little head is better than the average person, but this is not what you should think at your age."
Gu Ye sighed and said, "If only I could grow up sooner. Mother doesn't know, but today I know what the emperor is like."
Gu Ye had been in contact with Emperor Zhengyuan for some time, but his identity was not made public at that time. He could not appear in front of people and only met in private.
The emperor gave him the feeling that he was busy, very busy, and he had unfinished business affairs every day, so he didn't have much time left for himself, and then the meals in the palace were not good, and the days were pitiful.
But today is not the case. There are hundreds of civil and military officials, even people like Mr. Wen, who have to kneel before Emperor Zhengyuan, and be very respectful when answering.
Especially when Gu Ye personally saw Feng Guifei, who was arrogant and domineering in Wang's mouth, and behaved like a little rabbit when he arrived in front of Emperor Zhengyuan.
It turns out that being an emperor is like this, which is many times more beautiful than when he was a child king before.
If he sits in that position, how dare Concubine Feng and Mrs. Qin dare to jump in front of his mother and his milk!
Seeing his eager face, Gu Yin couldn't help but sighed worriedly.
The little brat is a prince, and sooner or later, he will be involved in things like seizing the heir.
Especially since he is the eldest son, even if he does not fight or grab, the brothers behind him have to remove him first to ensure that the throne is secure.
Fortunately, there are few concubines and concubines in Emperor Zhengyuan's harem, and there are few children, and the other two princes are less than four years old... Otherwise, just thinking about this level, Gu Yin might not even be able to sleep well.
"In fact, it's not just what you want to do," Gu Yin thought about the words and said with him: "You have to be the prince first, and then when His Majesty is old and gone, it will be your turn. So now I think about those things No, you must not reveal half a word to others."
After speaking, Gu Yin thought about it again, "You can't say it in front of the Empress."
It's not that she wants to alienate the mother-son relationship between Gu Ye and Queen Zhou, but that Queen Zhou still has a son. The future is uncertain.
Gu Ye nodded again and again, "I know, I'm going to tell others, and others still think I'm waiting for my emperor to die. So I just tell my mother, and my mother knows that I'm not that kind of wicked child."
Gu Yin hugged him and patted him, and then heard him whispering in half-dreaming: "My emperor's father is actually really good, and he's not too old, so I can't expect him to be gone. Let's set a small goal first. , I'll be a prince first."
Gu Yin couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Really a "small goal" ah!