After being expelled from the sect, I became the villain mentor

Ling Qing refused, and Yu Nian naturally shook his head.

Besides, she didn't like this kind of cocktail party that was like a social performance. "Thank you for the invitation, Lord City Lord, but I can't write poetry, so I won't go."

Being rejected by the two, the smile on Shen Yue's face froze. "In that case, Shen will take his leave and go to the next place."

After Shen Yue left in disgrace, the group boarded the Ling Mansion's super luxurious carriage and headed towards Yuhuatai in the west of the city.

Yuhuatai Garden is built on Junhong Lake. At the end of the road is a white wall built on the water, about two meters high, covered with black tiles, and the top of the wall is built into an undulating wave shape.

In the middle, there was a red-painted door with a moon hole, which was ajar. The sound of piano and music could be faintly heard from inside. On the door, there was a black plaque with three large gold-plated characters "Yuhuatai".

Yu Nian and his group got off the carriage and walked into Yuhuatai under the guidance of the man at the door.

There are archways, corridors, screen walls and stages with carved beams and painted buildings, which are impressive and interesting.

"Hey, Mr. Ling! Would you like to sit at your old seat?" The young waiter's eyes lit up when he saw Ling Qing, and he walked forward with a sweat towel draped over his shoulders.

Ling Qing smiled and nodded, "We need to put a few more seats in today."

The waiter then noticed that Master Yu Nian and his disciples were not far behind Ling Qing.

Yu Nian took really good care of his disciples. They were all well-dressed and exquisitely dressed. With their outstanding temperament as monks, they all looked like wealthy people.

The waiter's eyes fell on them and he was immediately stunned. "Forgive my poor eyesight, these people look unfamiliar..."

"Guests from the Western Extremes, please join me," Ling Qing continued. "Today we will have the ninth-grade spring wine, and the rest will remain the same."

"Okay! I'll send it to you right away!"

The waiter led the three of them to a private room on the second floor, then left to prepare what Ling Qing wanted and quickly brought it over.

"Master Yu Nian, the opera at Yuhuatai is quite good, and the Jiuyun Spring Wine is even more unique. Would you like to try it?" As he said this, Ling Qing filled a glass for Yu Nian.

Yu Nian stared at the glass of wine and said with some embarrassment, "Thank you, but I'm not good at drinking."

Ling Qing was not angry. He picked up the glass of wine with a smile and drank it happily.

"My friends, please give it a try."

Ling Cang, who had been silent beside him, immediately filled his own glass. Before he could even bring the drink to his lips, Yu Nian stopped him, "Sorry, Master Ling, none of my disciples are allowed to drink."

Ling Cang pursed his lips speechlessly, but still put the wine down.

"Your master is right. Why should a child drink alcohol?" Seeing Ling Cang listening to Yu Nian's words so well, Ling Qing felt relieved.

He knew his son's personality well. He was stubborn and wouldn't listen to anything he said. When he was still at home, he would go out and cause trouble for him all day long...

Just this morning, the city lord’s son was injured again, and the city lord was alarmed.

If Yu Nian hadn't been there, that old guy Shen Yue probably wouldn't have let it go so easily.

Unexpectedly, after my own Yushu went to the westernmost part, not only did he become much more stable, but he was also willing to be obedient.

It's true that there's always a way out. This master is well worth the effort, and with the Yaoguang Sect backing him up, the Ling family has a new backer...

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Yu Nian was no longer a disciple of the Yaoguang Sect.

Yu Nian watched Ling Qing enter the garden, find a seat, and distribute wine with such proficiency that he said, "Master Ling is a frequent visitor here. Does he seem to enjoy watching operas?"

Ling Qing smiled and said, "I'm usually busy at Jinyutang, and when the pressure is too great, I'll take a few hours to come to Yuhuatai to listen to opera and relax."

Yu Nian nodded, Ling Qing took another sip of wine, squinted his eyes and enjoyed it.

After two or three glasses of wine, the stage downstairs was already full of lucky charms.

More and more people came to watch the show, and the hall was packed with people, with every seat occupied.

"Have you heard? Mr. Guyu is here in person to take charge of the event today!"

"Of course not! Aren't these people in this room here just to show their support for Mr. Guyu?!"

"Look! It's coming out!"

Amidst waves of cheers and applause, a small drum sounded from backstage, followed by the clanging of a gong. Actors in gorgeous costumes came on stage, and the first scene of being banished to the mortal world began.

The actress playing the Queen Mother angrily gazed at the kneeling Morning Glory and began to sing: "In this ethereal, divine realm, where freedom reigns supreme and tranquility reigns. Who wouldn't envy the wonders of heaven? How dare you violate the laws of heaven, abandon your work, and seduce the Weaver Girl into a worldly pursuit?"

"That day, strolling across the azure sky, I encountered Altair in the depths of the colorful clouds. It was I who invited him to the human world... I beg Queen Mother, please accept the imperial decree that demoted him."

"It was I, the Weaver Girl of the Cloud Society, who persuaded her to come down to earth and weave silk."

After singing for a while and a chorus behind the scenes, the first episode ended and the next one began soon after.

Ling Qing watched it seriously, even crossed his legs and tapped his knees with his fingers to keep the rhythm, but Yu Nian was drowsy from listening.

It’s not that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were sung badly, but that she was really not interested in it.

As a modern person whose brain is flooded with a large amount of new information every day, it’s okay to read it for fun at first, but I can’t sit still after a long time.

She tilted her head and found that her disciples also had different expressions.

Ye Tang and Yun Yan were no longer interested in watching the show and were chatting.

Ling Cang seemed serious, but in fact his eyes were not focused at all and he didn't know where his mind was wandering.

Lin Jingyao's eyes darted around, and he looked at Yu Nian and blinked with some teasing.

Among this group of people, only Yang Yi was looking at the stage seriously.

Ling Qing noticed Yu Nian's wandering gaze, so he turned and smiled at her, "Why, Master Yu Nian doesn't like this drama?"

Yu Nian pursed her lips and said, "Not bad."

If you really say you don't like it, it would be a real letdown. You have to listen to the whole show and leave before the next one starts so as not to be rude or offensive.

However, Yu Nian soon regretted it. The performance of Cowherd and Weaver Girl lasted for nearly two hours, which was longer than a movie.

With the end of the chorus, the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl finally came to an end. Yu Nian breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a thunderous and deafening applause from the audience.

As if he could tell Yu Nian wasn't interested in opera, Ling Qing said, "Yushu, it's getting late. The Qixi Lantern Festival will start soon when it gets dark. Why don't you go out and take a look at the lanterns in Junhong City?"

The group finally left the bustling Yuhuatai, pulling Yang Yi, who was still reluctant to leave. At this time, the sun was setting outside.

The later it got, the more people there were on the streets. As the sky darkened, the lanterns that were hung everywhere during the day were lit up, and the entire Junhong City was shrouded in moonlight and lights.

Yu Nian suddenly discovered that no matter where in the world or what festival it was, people liked to light lanterns at night.

Perhaps because there were no electric lights, people had no entertainment activities at night. During festivals, they would light lanterns and revel all night long...

You have to know that there are no neon lights here. If the city were to light lanterns every night, the cost and consumption would be very high. Only during festivals can such luxury be afforded.

But after seeing so much, they got bored and were a little bored while walking around the street.