Phoenix and Dragon

It was true that Li Mingyuan was angry with the servant, and it was true that he wanted to leave.

He just found an excuse to escape temporarily.

The timing and rhythm have already been determined——Before Qin Feng left, the explanation whispered in his ear was not nonsense. Regardless of how much he really wanted to help, the information he uttered was To be honest, he said a time and a place for Li Mingyuan to go.

The time is naturally the time to go, and the place is naturally the place to be.

Li Mingyuan went through these things in his heart back and forth, and always felt that things went too smoothly.

He used to be foolish and naive and believed in the beauty of stuffed pies falling from the sky, but Qin Feng's big stuffed pies directly hit Li Mingyuan's eyes with gold stars, and the son of the world looked like a dog. The blood barely sips, even if it is a real delicacy on a jade plate, it can't stop the mouth-piercing touch and the heart-piercing toothache.

Therefore, Qin Feng pointed out the place and told him when to go there. After telling the arrangements and all the details frankly, Li Mingyuan only felt that this was another pie in his mouth.

However, do you want to eat this piercing pie?

While Li Mingyuan scolded the boy angrily, he had a gloomy face full of deep thoughts. After thinking twice, Li Mingyuan narrowed his heroic phoenix eyes calmly, and thought very cautiously: Never mind him.

So he finally got up and walked.

Speaking of which, Li Mingyuan is very majestic most of the time except when he deliberately pretends to be stupid in front of everyone. Not only that, but the son of the world is actually brave and resourceful. Zhiyuan is a chivalrous man, but it is a pity that in today's world, literature does not dare to be outstanding, and martial arts does not dare to be outstanding. The incomprehensible experience of Prince Su and the attitude of the emperor 20 years ago are more like a hanging sword in Prince Su's mansion. The sword, the father and son have been carefully avoiding it from being chopped down all these years.

Therefore, most of the time when the world sees Li Mingyuan, he is either embarrassing for Prince Su's mansion, or the mansion of Prince Su is embarrassing him. No matter how favored or humiliated he is, he is dragged down by this mediocre mundane world to become a layman.

Good fortune is such a fool, Li Mingyuan's suave manners are all real, and people have selectively invisible; and his ugly appearance of spitting at the sky and yelling at the boy is a disguise, anyone can only see it once They can even make up a "beautiful" legend that the upper beams of the Erwang's mansion are not upright and the lower beams are crooked.

As for the reason why Li Mingyuan didn't really grow crooked, it was entirely due to his background.

Half of his blood flowed from Li Xi, the younger brother of the pilgrimage and the prince of Su, who opened up the territory and expanded the country, and the other half flowed from the daughter of Zhang Ge's hometown, who was famous in the capital for his literary talents. Li Xi has been an unreliable old-fashioned dude all the year round, and Miss Zhang's family is a rigid woman full of economics and knowledge, but this does not prevent Li Mingyuan from growing into a rogue-like modest gentleman.

At this time, the scoundrel-like, humble and gentlemanly son, with a face that no one would look down upon and that strangers should not get close to, walked swaggeringly past the front desk where the crowd was busy applauding, and when he turned around, he was at a place where no one noticed. , turned into the corridor.

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The corridor of Zhengyi Temple is divided into two sides.

On one side is the backstage shared by ordinary actors. The three rooms are connected through to form an empty space that occupies a large area. However, due to the large number of musicians and supporting actors, the small space is full In addition to playing, playing and singing musical instruments and costumes for makeup, people from the troupe come and go in it, which is very lively.

The other side is much cleaner, the rooms are not connected, they are all single rooms, no matter which one is closed, it is only used by those bosses who have sung famous tricks-this famous hall is not a small one, People who are not nine-year-old, seven-dan, and four famous actors are not allowed to enter—there are tens of thousands of people in the Liyuan Industry, regardless of the class and hall, the younger generation of this family is still the disciple of the famous actor, in such a crowded industry, there are only a few. The few people counted are the real "famous halls".

These people are like official seats in the imperial court. If there are too many seats, they will not be able to get in the way, and if they are too few, they will not be enough to make a fuss.There are talented people from generation to generation, and each can lead the coquettishness with a flick of a finger. If the person at the top is not strong enough, in the court, the world will be overthrown.The Liyuan business is not as serious as the imperial court, but if the younger generation does not take over, it is the entire business and the accumulated inheritance of this business that will decline.

Fortunately, the Liyuan is now flourishing, and there are generations of famous actors, and there is no trend of decline.Among them, among the few positions, the four famous actors are the most famous. Qin Feng took one, and there are three left. One of them is Shang Yunjian.

Unlike Qin Feng who became a monk halfway through, Shang Yunjian was born in a Liyuan family. For several generations, his family has lived in Liyuan.The majority of actors were born in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, while the Shang family was originally from the northwest, and it was not until Shang Yunjian's grandfather's generation that they moved to the capital.

The northwest borders the land of barbarians, the land is barren, no matter what you plant, you will get scum, and the folk customs have always been tough. If you can't survive, you drag your family to occupy the hills. Therefore, only bandits are the special products, and I don't know. How did the Shang family ingeniously enter the opera singing business in such a place.

If a family can reproduce in one place for three generations, it is basically considered to have taken root in one place, and the basic necessities of life will be assimilated by local folk customs.

Now the Shang family has long since broken away from the habits of the barbarians in the northwest. If no one mentions it, no one will be able to tell that Boss Shang is not from the capital just from the outside.

Only his name can evoke the slightest association with the northwestern land far away from the sky high emperor.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is a lonely city, Wanren Mountain.Why bamboo flute complain willow, spring is not degree Pass.

But this association, it is estimated that when everyone saw Boss Shang himself, they would all disappear completely.

After Boss Shang graduated from the department, he studied under Sun Yiyun, a famous dancer, and later worshiped under Chen Delin, a master of Liyuan.

Today Zhengyi Temple held a grand meeting, as the mainstay of the Jixiu class, he had no reason not to come.

Boss Shang entered the backstage early, just sat down and was about to put on makeup when he heard a respectful knock on the door.

Shang Yunjian stood up to answer, when the door opened, he was startled when he saw someone coming, and immediately leaned over to see if there was anyone else outside the door, until he was sure that there was no one else outside the corridor, then quickly let the person in.

The person who came was a middle-aged man with a serious face like an old man, but he was Yi Gang, the leader of the Jixiu class who went to the girl not long ago.

Not long ago, Master Yi paid a lot for his daughter's funeral, and showed a lot of haggard and exhausted appearance. After these days, this exhaustion disappeared with time, and his posture became serious and gloomy again.

Shang Yunjian closed the door, and when he looked back, he saw Yi Gang's gloomy look, hesitantly said: "Master..."

But before he finished speaking, Yi Gang seemed to know what he was going to say, and interrupted with a wave of his hand: "The coffins of the little girl and Chen Ziyun were destroyed in that sky fire. They said it was a sky fire, but I went to see it after the fire went out But, the tomb is covered with scorched earth for hundreds of feet, Brother Shang, tell me... is that really Heavenly Fire?"

When Shang Yunjian was asked by Yi Gang, the original delicate and bright eyes of Tsing Yizheng suddenly sank, as if through the eyes, the original man hidden under the handsome and slender figure was released.

He paused for a moment, skipped the rambling explanations in the middle, and asked, "Brother Yi suspects that the thing has already fallen into the hands of others?"

Yi Gang sighed and nodded.

Shang Yunjian took two steps on the spot, and frowned: "Who is it? Brother Yi knows something about this."

Yi Gang hesitated for a moment: "There are only a few parties involved in this matter. The leader has been deployed in the capital for many years, and the only one who really wants to deal with it... Not many people know this thing, and they will be suspicious at first sight. I'm afraid there is no one else but him."

Shang Yunjian understood who he was talking about, and thought about it: "But, I heard that the second son of Prince Su's mansion went to watch the fun that day?"

"Are you suspicious of Prince Su's Mansion?" After Yi Gang finished speaking, he seemed to feel that it was a bit of a coincidence, but after thinking about it, he shook his head again, "...It's unlikely, it's not that we haven't bothered to check Prince Su's Mansion, Miss Sun has been in Prince Su's Mansion for nearly 20 years, and she is also the head of the house. What clues can be hidden from her? No matter how much a person can pretend, she can't pretend for such a long time. She has already seen through it. Old and unscrupulous dandies, the two sons are not in tune with each other. Although the eldest son is still sober and not as confused as his old man, he is also brave and foolhardy. The second son need not mention it. He is the only son behind Miss Sun, who knows her son better than her mother, if Miss Sun herself felt that her son would not be able to support the wall with mud, why would she be so worried about going..."

When Yi Gang said this, he seemed to be thinking of his daughter who died young, and finally he couldn't continue, and sighed again: "Speaking of the little girl...it was my debt, and the original 'Miss Sun' went to hell." When I was born, I was also about the same age as her... Boss Shang, sometimes I also think that the cycle of heaven and law is free and obvious, if it wasn't for that year..."

This time it was Shang Yunjian's turn to raise his hand to stop him from talking nonsense, in case the walls have ears.

Since the death of his youngest daughter, Yi Gang has been in a particularly compassionate mood, and his vigilance is not as good as before, sometimes clear and sometimes confused.

Shang Yunjian understands his sadness, but he is not willing to listen to his foolish words.

According to Yi Gang's logic, the matter of the Sun family can be regarded as an old debt.

The ancestors of the Sun family were also the ancestors who had been named princes, but they had been passed down for several generations, and they had already declined. There was only one noble title that was not too high or low. The only son, Sun Jue, was a concubine. Father of this rank of knighthood.However, without the title, it means that the former clan will completely decline.

What's more, the Sun family has produced several generations of prodigal sons, and the ancestral farm and shops have long since been smashed clean by the predecessors, and the remaining cake scum, let alone starving, can be fed to chickens. It's too little.

The Sun family has long been struggling to make ends meet.

The real Miss Sun suffered from a serious illness around the age of 20. She somehow got involved with the leader, but the leader ordered someone to treat her to no avail, so she changed her mind. He gave Sun's family a large sum of money and relieved Sun The price of the temporary embarrassment of the family is to take the identity of the dead daughter of the Sun family - he wants to arrange for a capable person to replace the position of the eldest lady of the declining family, in order to be useful in the future.

Old man Sun was more open-minded than his nicknamed "Duanzigong" son when he saw that Qian was more open-minded. At that time, let alone his dead daughter, he would agree to sell his wife even if he gritted his teeth.

But Mrs. Sun at that time was not happy. This matter could not be done for a while, and it was Mrs. Sun who hindered it.However, less than half a month later, Mrs. Sun caught a cold and went away.

Therefore, under the leader's black box operation, "Miss Sun" not only did not die, but was still alive and well.

Later, Jinshang chose a second concubine for Prince Su, and found a unique way to choose the poor family of the Sun family. The "Miss Sun" transformed into the later Sun family, Princess Su.

And the person who was sent by the leader to deal with the matter of the Sun family and deal with Miss Sun and Mrs. Sun's funeral, coincidentally, was Yi Gang.

This kind of thing depends on how you understand it. If you say it well, it is called fair trade, but if you say it badly, it is also called taking advantage of others.

Yi Gang was young and energetic at the time, and he didn't think much of it. Now, after going around for a while, his beloved daughter died at the hands of Sun Jue. Only then did he suddenly realize that the cycle of heaven has its own rewards. It's like changing one life for another.

Shang Yunjian knew that Yi Gang had been substituted into the causal association of reincarnation by this matter, and many other things were hidden under this seemingly reasonable coincidence, which he could no longer detect.