Drunken Crane Immortal

Hua Zhaoshui was restless even when he got into the carriage with the young master, he had never been so nervous except for the first time he sang on stage, so he couldn't hold back and asked, "Master, what will happen to me if I don't sing well? "

Sheng Jianwei hooked his fingers at him, signaling him to come closer, but Hua Zhaoshui was knocked on the head like this last time, this time he was extra vigilant, and moved closer while protecting his head.

But he still didn't escape - this time he was pinched in the face.

Hua Zhaoshui dared not speak out, rubbed her face, and waited anxiously for the young master to speak.

Sheng Jian showed a thoughtful expression, and said, "If you don't sing well, I'll send you to Mr. Xu, and I'll serve him later, how about that?"

"Young master, don't let it go," Hua Zhaoshui grimaced, grabbed his sleeve, and begged, "Don't give me away, please, young master."

Sheng Jian patted his face with a smile and said, "Aren't you very reluctant to serve me at the beginning? Now that you are not allowed to serve me, why are you not willing?"

Hua Zhaoshui hurriedly said: "At that time, didn't you not know about the young master? It was all rumors that hurt people!"

"Starting to blame rumors again?"

"No! Blame myself! I shouldn't be listening!"

Sheng Jianwei looked at his anxious appearance, couldn't help pinching his face again, and said slowly: "Stop being loyal, think about what to sing later."

Hua Zhaoshui sat down again with a limp, chanting words, and had already begun to recall the words she was going to sing.

He was so nervous all the way, but when he got to the place, the young master was too busy drinking and laughing with others, he didn't care about him at all, just a beauty who can sing and dance is enough to make people overwhelmed, the young master didn't even have time to look at him in his body.

Seeing that he was having a good time, Hua Zhaoshui slipped out without making a sound. As soon as he went out, he ran into Xiao Ba, immediately became happy, and went to say hello: "You are here too!"

Xiao Ba was chatting with others, and when he saw him, he also smiled, turned around and squeezed two pieces of malt candy for him, and said, "Why didn't you wait inside?"

Hua Zhaoshui thanked her, ate a piece, and said vaguely: "The young master is happy to see the beauty, I don't need me at all."

Xiao Ba poked him with his elbow and said, "That's just right, if you're not in front of you, you won't be disciplined."

Hua Zhaoshui looked into the room and could only see the figure of the dancing girl, so she retracted her head and said sullenly: "Our young master threatened me on the way here, telling me to sing a song, and if I can't sing well, I will be punished." I gave it to others, but when they came, they didn’t even look at me, which made me nervous all the way.”

"How can you believe such words?" Xiaoba smiled and grabbed two more candies for him, and said, "How can you ask your servants to sing to others outside? Isn't this an insult to yourself?"

"Is that so?" Hua Zhaoshui didn't take any more candy from him, and said, "Eating too much is bad for your throat, so don't eat it."

Xiao Ba put it back again and asked him: "You can sing? No wonder Master Sheng likes you."

Hua Zhaoshui leaned on the railing, and said: "I am a domesticated actor, sent to the young master's room to serve him - he doesn't like me, he scares me all day, it must be because I didn't want to serve him at first, He took revenge on me."

Xiao Ba sighed, and said, "I think someone with the temper of Master Sheng, if he really minds what you said, he can kick you out, or throw you to work as a coolie, why stay here?" In front of yourself, do you want to block it?"

Hua Zhaoshui felt that what he said made sense, but she was still unhappy, and ate the candy out of boredom, and said, "Does Young Master Xu always take you with you when you go out? Is it so boring every time?"

Xiao Ba grinned at him and said, "I'm used to it—but if you're really bored, let's go over there, where you can see the fireworks."

Hua Zhaoshui felt that doing anything was more interesting than listening to the music inside at the door, so she followed him.It was a pavilion built on a tall building, which is very suitable for watching the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

After passing by, I saw a few servants playing cards around, Hua Zhaoshui glanced at Xiao Ba, and said, "Is this also from your family?"

"Some are, some are not, anyway, they all came out with the master, and they have nothing to do, just play cards, it's all right."

Hua Zhaoshui groaned, and when he looked up, he saw fireworks going off in the distance. He looked at it for a while and said, "Does your family care about gambling? In our place, anyone who dares to gamble will be kicked out."

Xiao Ba groaned, scratched the back of his head, and said, "We don't gamble for money, you see, it's just for fun."

He looked over and saw that there was a white note on someone's face. He smiled and said, "You guys are pretty good at playing."

Xiao Ba said, "Do you want to play? Don't worry, it's really not gambling."

Hua Zhaoshui still shook her head and said, "I dare not, if the young master finds out, he will chop off my hand."

Xiao Ba also knew that the man had a strange temper, so he stopped trying to persuade him, chatted and laughed with him, and got together to comment on other people's card skills.

After they played a round of cards, they started booing. Hua Zhaoshui didn't hear clearly, so he asked Xiao Ba: "What are they doing?"

Xiao Ba pointed to the one standing up, and said: "He can play the flute. Although we have never studied, and we don't have any elegant talents, we can usually listen to the music with the master, but after all, we still have to play the flute." Focus on serving people. It’s different here, he can blow, and we are free, although we may not be able to understand it, but it feels good to hear it.”

Just as he was speaking, the man stood on the stone bench. The bamboo flute in his hand looked very rough and worn badly, but the sound of the flute was melodious.The noisy music has become far away, and only the flute is left in the night sky.

Seeing that he was engrossed in listening, Xiao Ba gently bumped him with his elbow, and said embarrassingly: "If you don't mind, can you sing a part for us? If you can sing for that young master, you must sing well, and I will I want to get to know you a lot.”

Hua Zhaoshui smiled at him and said, "Okay, I've memorized the lyrics many times on the way here, it's a waste if I don't sing - but I haven't sung for a long time, if I don't sing well, don't be disappointed."

Xiao Baxi smiled: "Then how could it be!"

It was true that he hadn't opened his voice for a long time. In fact, he was a little afraid of showing off, but he thought that the young master probably wouldn't need him today, and it would be boring to stay anyway, so it's better to pass the time.

Although his voice didn't hang during this time, but fortunately he didn't lose his figure. After singing two verses, he came to the feeling and left those unhappy moods behind him.

While singing happily, a young servant hurried over, took the flowers and left, and said in a very anxious tone, "My God, stop playing, the young master saw it just now, and his face is so ugly."

Hua Zhaoshui's heart sank immediately, and he hurriedly asked, "He came here just now? I didn't see it."

That young man was sent by Mr. Xu to serve in their yard today. Hua Zhaoshui also asked him a lot of questions today, so he is considered to be acquainted.He just saw that the young master's face had changed, and he looked angry, so he quickly took advantage of the time to call him back.

Hearing Hua Zhaoshui's question right now, he groaned and said, "Just now I said I was too drunk, so I came out to get some air, and I was with you. Just stand here, see? Stand here for a while, then turn around and leave He's already drunk, so you have to be careful coaxing him."

Hua Zhaoshui looked at the place he was pointing at, just enough to catch the gazebo.

He remembered what Xiaoba said again, singing to others outside is the face of the young master.Thinking of this, he suddenly became a little dizzy, thinking about how to explain this, is he dead.

Hua Zhaoshui was confused, and began to go to the doctor in a hurry, and asked the boy: "Then... what should I do if the young master gets angry?"

The young servant was also stopped by his question, he was stunned for a moment, and said: "This... I have never served your young master before, I don't know what kind of temper it is, I didn't recruit it either."

Hua Zhaoshui began to put on a bitter face again, sighed, and said, "As long as you don't throw me out, you can do whatever you want."

As soon as they passed by, they saw that the banquet was over, Sheng Jianwei obviously drank too much, and was being supported while walking, and was walking outside.

Hua Zhaoshui hurried over, held him by the arm, and said with a guilty conscience, "Master..."

Sheng Jian glanced at him slightly, but said nothing.

The two sons both drank a little too much, and neither of them could give it to the other.Sheng Jianwei got into the carriage and was a little dizzy.Hua Zhaoshui immediately went over to rub his temples very discerningly, and began to flatter him, saying, "Master, do you have a headache? When I go back, I'll make you some hangover soup."

Sheng Jianwei suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled it forward. Hua Zhaoshui was unstable and fell to the ground. Before he could react, he was dragged forward half a step abruptly. He was almost dislocated by him.

Hua Zhaoshui trembled in fright, his jaw was pinched by him, and he was forced to look up at him.

The young master used to have strong hands, but after a while, Hua Zhaoshui felt that his bones were about to be broken, and she burst into tears from the pain.

Sheng Jianwei let go of his wrist, wiped his tears slowly, and said, "Why are you crying? Are you scared?"

Hua Zhaoshui didn't dare to nod or shake his head, so he could only vaguely admit his mistake.He couldn't tell whether the young master was drunk or sober now, he just felt that the young master's eyes were terrifying, as if he was looking at a bird in his hand, and he could strangle him to death with just a little force.

Sheng Jianwei looked at him very closely, pinched his cheek to make him open his mouth, and said slowly in his frightened eyes: "You sing very well, let me see if you have more mouth than others. I have a long tongue, so I can sing like this."

Hua Zhaoshui was almost frightened to death by him, her tears were completely uncontrollable, and a sobbing sound started to come out of her throat.

When Sheng Jianwei said so, he really stretched out his fingers to pinch his tongue, and he was so frightened that he cried and hid back. This time his cheek hurt even more, so he had to use his hand to cover his mouth again. Sheng Jianwei grabbed his wrist before he could block twice, and abruptly stepped back.

Hua Zhaoshui sobbed and admitted his mistake, and said: "Master, I dare not, just now I just sang a few lines because I had nothing to do..."

"Okay, don't talk." Sheng Jianwei was still looking at him carefully, showing a smile that was not a smile, and said, "When you talk, I can see your tongue moving, and I really want to cut it off and take care of it." See if it looks different from other people's."

Hua Zhaoshui didn't dare to speak anymore, and finally got to Xu's residence, he felt that his face was almost not his own.

Sheng Jianwei didn't do anything along the way, just pinched his face and looked back and forth, when the young master let go, there were two bluish red finger marks on Hua Zhaoshui's cheek.

After getting out of the carriage, the young master didn't let others help him, so he put all his weight on Hua Zhaoshui's body. He staggered along the way, and finally sent him into the house. The kitchen immediately brought hangover soup. As if seeing a savior, he quickly gave it to the young master.

The young master sat still after drinking the hangover soup, so he knelt on the side and didn't dare to move. It took a long time for the master to speak: "Why are you kneeling?"

Hua Zhaoshui didn't even dare to peek at his face this time, her voice was still a little hoarse, and said, "I did something wrong, so I dare not get up."

Sheng Jian snorted and said, "Everything you're not asked to do is more beautiful than the last one, and everything you're asked to do must talk back."

Hua Zhaoshui didn't know how to answer this question, so she choked out a sentence for a long time: "As long as the young master is happy, I can do anything."

Sheng Jianwei stared at him for a while, then suddenly said, "Go get a pot of hot tea."

Hua Zhaoshui breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked quickly to the door.But just as he was about to touch the door, he was caught by the collar suddenly, and he fell down as soon as the people behind him tried hard.

Hua Zhaoshui screamed in fright, and began to tremble again, looked at him, and said, "Young master, didn't you let me pour tea?"

Sheng Jianwei squatted down, patted his face, and said with a smile: "I did it on purpose, did I want to get out quickly? How does it feel to be caught when you are about to escape?"

Hua Zhaoshui was really scared and cried this time, hugged his arm and said, "Young master, young master... I was wrong..."

Before he finished speaking, Sheng Jianwei stood up and dragged him by the collar.