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Upon hearing this, Mrs. Luo hurriedly said: "The husband wants to punish, and I will punish the concubine as well."

Luo Fu couldn't help being amused: "You two are really in harmony, we are in the same boat through thick and thin.

Don't you forget, how many people are staring at Luo's family all over the capital?How many people are eager to see the Luo family's jokes? "

"Husband, I'm afraid this is a bit heavy."

"Okay, don't defend her anymore. From now on, Yan'er will be confined for a month, and she is not allowed to step out of the courtyard!"

After speaking, he walked away angrily.

As soon as he left, Mrs. Luo couldn't help sighing: "Yan'er, it seems that your father is really angry

However, what your father said is quite reasonable.In short, during this period of time, you also just stay at home to calm down, and you will be fine when the limelight passes. "

"My daughter knows."

Luo Yan responded lightly.

The stories of gifted scholars and beautiful ladies have been talked about since ancient times.

All of a sudden, many people flocked to the Fortune Inn, looking for various excuses to visit Gu Ming.

Under such annoyance, Gu Ming simply avoided him, and he disappeared during the day, returning to the inn at night.

After a few days like this, the situation improved.

This morning, Gu Ming came to the troupe to visit Yan Changqing again.

According to the plan that Gu Ming explained before, Yan Changqing was bedridden all day long, looking like he was dying.

Except for a few confidant disciples, everyone in the troupe thought that his fate was not over!

In fact, with Yan Chixia's Taoist talisman, his spirit has improved a lot, but he deliberately reduced his diet and did not leave the room for half a step, giving people the illusion of a critical illness.

This is a trick to lure the snake out of the hole.

After all, it is human nature, since the other party has committed a murderous attack, they will definitely pay close attention to Yan Changqing's situation secretly.

And at this time, it is also the time when it is most likely to show the horse's feet.

"Gu Jieyuan, after the observation of some of Yan's confidant disciples, a man named Long Er in our troupe is very suspicious."

"what happened?"

"Long Er is a newly hired handyman in our theater troupe. He looks honest and honest on weekdays. He doesn't talk too much. He works all day long and doesn't like to communicate with others.

But in the past few days, they have been a little active, turning corners to inquire about my condition.

The important thing is, after one of my disciples followed him secretly, I found that this guy went to another theater troupe and stayed for about half an hour before he came out."

"Another troupe? What's its name?"

"Shangchun troupe, the troupe's owner is Fang Shangchun, and his troupe is one of the best in the capital. I have met Yan a few times before, and they seem to be very enthusiastic."

Hearing this, Gu Ming said thoughtfully: "Perhaps, his enthusiasm is just an illusion, but his smile hides a knife."

"Could it be Fang Shangchun's black hands?"

"It's hard to say. It's possible that your theater troupe robbed him of his business, and he survived and resented him. Of course, this is just a speculation, and we need to find evidence."

"We didn't disturb Long Er's place, what good plan does Mr. Gu have?"

Gu Ming pondered for a while, and couldn't help saying: "Then try to force the snake out of the hole!"

"Forcing the snake out of the hole?"

"Correct!"

In the evening of that day, the atmosphere in the troupe suddenly became a little strange.

The play stopped.

Several of Yan Changqing's disciples all went to Yan Changqing's room, and there was a suppressed cry from time to time.

As a result, the people in the troupe also realized something, and they became suspicious in private.

"It seems that the class leader is afraid to die."

"What should we do? The troupe leader is the backbone of our troupe. If he falls, our troupe will be completely ruined."

"Hey, it's been hard to get a firm foothold in the capital, but the team leader has become so ill."

Just when everyone was discussing, Long Er quietly left while no one was prepared.

Along the way, this guy stopped and looked around several times, looking very cautious.

Later, I made a big circle and finally came to Shangchun Opera Troupe.

"You came here so late, is there any new progress?"

In a wing room in the backyard, Fang Shangchun asked Long Er softly.

Long Er nodded and bowed, and said excitedly: "Good news, the one named Yan might not make it through tonight. His disciples are all guarding the room, and the play has stopped. People in the troupe said that the one named Yan Strictly afraid it won’t work.”

"Oh?" Fang Shangchun's eyes lit up, and he asked anxiously, "Does anyone suspect anything?"

"No, they all thought that Yan was seriously ill, and no one suspected anything else."

"That's good, go back quickly, don't make people suspicious. When the surname Yan dies, his theater troupe will be completely finished.

At that time.My master will definitely reward you heavily, if you want money, you have money, if you want women, you have women."

"Thank you, Master Fang, thank you, Master Fang!"

Long Er blushed with excitement, and kept bowing to Fang Shangchun.

"Okay, you go through the back door, don't let anyone find out."

"Yes, the villain will take his leave first."

Not long after Long Er left, Fang Shangchun hurriedly left the troupe

In the east of the city, in a small courtyard.

Fang Shangchun was sitting in the room talking with a man about forty years old.

"Master Fang, is the news true?"

"Don't worry, Team Leader Zhao, I guess the guy surnamed Yan won't make it through tonight."

"That's great! When this guy surnamed Yan came, he immediately stole the limelight from several of our major theater troupes and took away many of our guests."

"But leader Zhao, Fang is still a little uneasy after all. If he dies suddenly, will the empress dowager look into this matter?"

"Team Master Fang, you really think too highly of the surname Yan. The empress dowager rewarded him for a moment of pleasure. Which of our major opera troupes has not received the reward from the empress dowager?"

"That's true"

"So, even if the empress dowager finds out that Yan Changqing is dead, at worst she will just let out a sigh of regret. How could she send someone to investigate? That guy is not a big shot.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if you search, you can't find out the name, after all, what Yan Changqing has is a special kind of Gu, even the imperial doctor in the palace can't find out why, he just died of illness. "

Hearing this, Fang Shangchun felt a little relieved: "This is good, but will the person who played the voodoo leak the secret?"

"Hehe, how can a dead person leak a secret?"

Hearing this, Fang Shangchun was taken aback: "Leader Zhao, what do you mean?"

"That guy is too greedy. He drank two full jars of vintage wine, and he was so drunk that he was unconscious. That's right. The guy under your command who sneaked into Evergreen Garden can't stay, he must be silenced."

"Well, I know this. After the news of Yan Changqing's death is confirmed, I will reward that kid with a glass of poisoned wine."

Outside the window, Gu Ming heard the conversation between the two clearly.

The poison in his heart!

Competition among peers has existed since ancient times, and methods emerge in endlessly, each showing its special abilities.

But the troupe masters of these two troupes obviously went to extremes, and they used such despicable and vicious methods, it was simply insane.

After thinking for a while, Gu Ming had a thought, and a mask appeared in his hand.

Then covered his face and kicked the door open

The next day, a piece of news caused a sensation in the Liyuan circle in the capital.

Many people, including many people, also heard the news, and there was an uproar for a while.

Two well-known opera troupe owners in the capital, Fang and Zhao, jointly suppressed the Changchun opera troupe and used special means to poison the Changchun opera troupe leader, causing him to almost die.

The two have been brought to justice, and have written a confession in their own handwriting, confessing all their crimes.

Those who conspired with the two were also taken into custody by the government.

As for the Gu in Yan Changqing's hands, after receiving Gu Ming's letter, Master Baiyun wrote back and explained the solution in detail.

In this way, Gu Ming has learned one more trick.

Next, Gu Ming spent a few days of peace.

As the time for the examination approached, Ma Yun and others also put away their playfulness, shutting themselves in the room and studying hard when they had nothing to do.

This morning, Gu Ming was sitting at the table reading a book when suddenly there were a few light knocks on the door.

Looking up, it turned out to be one of the maids following Luo Yan in Lanyuan.

"Young Master Gu, I'm sorry to bother you."

Gu Ming smiled and stood up: "It's okay, it's okay, girl, please come in."

The maid looked around subconsciously, and just now walked in with small steps, and gently closed the door

Then, he reached into his bosom and took out a piece of embroidery and handed it over: "Master, this is embroidered by my young lady, let the servants hand it over to you."

"Thank you!"

Gu Ming took it and looked at it. What was embroidered on it was a lotus stand and a blue sword. It was the lotus stand and the blue lotus sword that were transformed from the blue lotus in the forbidden area of ​​Baihua Palace in the painting wall world. .

This reminded Gu Ming of that adventure

At this time, the maid hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but whispered: "My lord, my young lady has been grounded by the master, and she is not allowed to go out for a month.

The lady didn't want the servant to mention this matter, but the servant thought it would be better to tell the young master. "

"Forbidden?"

Gu Ming couldn't help being stunned.

"Well, the master was very angry when he heard some gossip outside, so I'm fine, my lord, and I have nothing to say, and I will leave first."

"and many more!"

Gu Ming yelled, and then took out the picture he drew before and handed it over: "Don't forget to hand over this picture to Miss Luo yourself."

"Great, did you draw it, my lord?"

"of course!"

Gu Ming smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, thank you so much, young master, please rest assured, young master, the servants will definitely hand it over to the young lady."

"That's good. By the way, please tell Miss Darrow again that I will definitely visit when I have the opportunity."

"Yeah, the servant girl must tell the miss."

The maid bowed to Gu Ming, and then left with a happy face

After she left, Gu Ming couldn't help but sat down, thought for a while, and spread out a pen and paper, and wrote a letter to Nie Xiaoqian, telling the truth about the reunion with Luo Yan.

Rather than making Nie Xiaoqian suspicious about this matter, it would be better to take the initiative to tell it.

Confession is lenient, resistance is strict!

"Miss, ma'am"

As soon as she entered the small courtyard, the maid waved the painting in her hand excitedly, and ran quickly to the young lady who was buried in her book.

Luo Yan looked up and seemed to have guessed something, she couldn't help standing up in surprise.

"Hee hee, miss, this is the painting Mr. Gu gave you, right, Mr. Gu also said that he will definitely visit when he has the opportunity."

"Well, Jin'er, thank you for your hard work."

Luo Yan smiled and nodded, and slowly unfolded the painting in her hand.

"Wow, so beautiful!"