Chapter 22 Useless is a scholar
Xiao Baojing: "So fast? It's not dark yet."
The shopkeeper smiled and said: "The makeup for the female role is quite time-consuming. I hope Miss Xiao will understand."
There were people in the theater all around.
Xiao Baojing couldn't run away even if he wanted to, so he had to go to dress up.
Fortunately, the dressing room was full of female actors, and the two maids deftly put on her makeup, put on her hair and face, and then had to change her clothes.
"I, I, I, I will do it myself..."
Xiao Baojing was afraid of being discovered that he was a puppet.
She hid the satchel carrying "The Analects of Confucius" inside her costume and lowered her voice: "Ji Zhengyan, we are just grasshoppers on the same rope now. You are better than me after all, you will always have some skills like flying in the clouds, right? What if? If something unexpected happens later, you have to come out and save me!”
Shoulder bag to die for.
"Don't pretend to be dead!" Xiao Baojing was anxious, "Aren't you very good at preaching? Then you will use your sharp tongue to make those bad guys change their ways! By the way, aren't you a new Jinshi? Why don't you leave? It’s a backdoor. It’s okay to ask a bureaucratic colleague I know to show up and say something to protect us and escape safely.”
Satchel continues to play dead.
Xiao Baojing:......
Hey, you are useless as a scholar!
It's night.
The Qingyin Tower is towering, with cornices and corners, brightly lit, and full of seats.
The shopkeeper told Xiao Baojing with a smile: "You are the finale, and you are the main dish tonight."
Big dishes...
This word sounds so uncomfortable.
Xiao Baojing glanced at the strong men behind the shopkeeper, shrank his neck, and decided to endure it for the time being.
The stage is located in the center of the lobby.
When Xiao Baojing stepped onto the stage, a beam of light shone down from above the Qingyin Building and enveloped her. The auditoriums in all directions were hidden in darkness, and it was unknown who was sitting there.
She waited for a moment. There were no musicians to accompany her, and she could only faintly feel countless eyes falling on her.
Money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat.
Xiao Baojing gritted his teeth, flicked his sleeves and began to sing a cappella: "The orioles are singing in my dreams, and the years are full of chaos. People have established small courtyards and deep courtyards..."
Private room upstairs.
Zhao Qianjiao is now very proud. With her charming beauty, she has attracted the son of the richest family in Yangcheng.
She lay in Zhang Shiyu's arms and said sweetly: "I want a gold bracelet too! The other little sisters have them, but Jiaojiao doesn't. Jiaojiao feels aggrieved, and Mr. Zhang has no face to say it out——"
"Who sang this song tonight? I am a regular customer of your Qingyin Building, how come I have never heard this voice before?"
Zhang Shiyu squinted his eyes and leaned on the rocking chair, interrupting her words.
Zhao Qianjiao curled her lips in dissatisfaction.
What's wrong, this stinky man just doesn't want to give her a gold bracelet. Sure enough, the richer the person, the stingier he is!
She was thinking about finding another opportunity to mention the gold bracelet when Zhang Shiyu sat up and looked curiously at the stage downstairs.
His eyes were full of surprise: "Is this the new actor from your Qingyin House?"
Zhao Qianjiao followed his gaze and couldn't help being shocked.
The girl on the stage is as graceful as beads falling on a jade plate. Her head is full of pearls and green, and she has a thin layer of makeup. She has a slender waist and long legs. She wears a pearl cloud shoulder bag outside her costume. She raises her sleeves as she moves lightly on the lotus steps, "Peony". The Du Liniang in "The Pavilion" appeared vividly on the stage.
Their Qingyin Tower is just using the elegant name of singing opera to do the business of Qin Tower and Chu Palace.
Little did she know that there were such talented singers in their theater!
"What a beauty!" Zhang Shiyu folded the folding fan in surprise, unable to hide the look of salivation on his face, "Not only does she look good, she also sings wonderfully! Jiaojiao, what's her name?"
Zhao Qianjiao clutched her handkerchief tightly, as if she saw her gold bracelet fly away.
She forced a smile: "The slave family doesn't know either..." There was a private room next door.
The young man in Taoist robes and hairpins sat cross-legged on the railing, holding a plate of flower cakes and looking at the girl on the stage with his fox eyes.
Xiao Baojing has already sung the last line of "Bu Bu Jiao": "Bu Bu Xiang Gui, how can you show your whole body!"
Just as he was about to sing "Drunk Help Return", some men's teasing voices suddenly came from the darkness: "We want to listen to "Mountain Tao Hong"!"
"Yes, sing "Mountain Peach Red"!"
"Mountain Tao Hong" was supposed to be sung by a niche student, but the shopkeeper of Qingyin House did not arrange a niche role for Xiao Baojing.
And "Mountain Peach Red" in "Jing Meng" is more ambiguous...
Zhang Shiyu suddenly closed the folding fan and said loudly in the darkness: "Why don't I come and play for the lady."
He tapped the table and shook his head, deliberately choosing the flirtatious part to sing: "I will loosen my collar with you, widen my clothes, and clenched my teeth a little with my sleeves, and I will wait for you to sleep patiently and tenderly for a while... Miss, don't forget Oh, seeing you clinging to each other and making love so slowly, I wish I could clump together like meat and make you laugh like a rain of rouge all day long..."
Immediately, malicious laughter came from all directions.
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In the lobby, a man with oily hair and pink noodles spoke eloquently and pretended to be profound: "What a 'meat-like ball', I don't know how to 'dough' it? And the 'fresh on the rain', I don't know where the word 'fresh' refers to" "Fresh"? Mr. Zhang, why don't you show us a demonstration so that we can learn from him and learn from him?"
Zhang Shiyu stared closely at Xiao Baojing, and the pimples on his face were like countless pairs of hungry eyes.
He licked his thick lips and pretended to be polite: "Zhang would like to show you a lesson. I wonder if the young lady on the stage is willing to accompany Zhang to try?"
Loud laughter came from the building, getting more and more harsh.
Xiao Baojing clutched the skirt of her skirt tightly and took two steps back, only to see the lanterns in the building light up again.
Those stands around are not stands, they are clearly beds covered with bedding and pillows!
The men were lying on the bed with their arms around the girls, making love to each other. Some even ignored the occasion and openly did things that made people blush. As the candles were turned on, the entire Qingyin Building was filled with the sounds of obscenity and coquettishness. Everlasting!
Xiao Baojing took two steps back.
This is not Qingyin House, it is clearly a brothel!
She guessed right. The shopkeeper said she was the "big dish" tonight, which meant...
The shopkeeper's smiling voice came from all directions: "You must have seen Miss Xiao's voice and appearance. Tonight, under the bright moon and spring night, I wonder whose arms the beauty should be? As the old rule is, please bid, and the one with the highest price will get it." ”
Xiao Baojing bit his lip.
It seems that this is not only a brothel, but also a den of thieves who abduct and traffic women!
Perhaps most of the girls down there who accompany people to drink and have fun were abducted!
The Analects of Confucius in the bag trembled slightly in the costume.
Xiao Baojing stared at the void and whispered: "Ji Zhengyan, you are a new scholar who has read the books of sages. You have witnessed the collapse of rituals and music. Are you also very angry?"
"The Analects of Confucius" didn't speak, but his tremors became more violent, which showed how angry he was.
"I know what you want to say..."
Xiao Baojing took off her cumbersome and bulky costume, revealing her original dress.
She held up "The Analects of Confucius" from her satchel, imitated Ji Zhengyan's tone, and shouted around: "The etiquette is broken, the music is ruined, it is an insult to elegance! It is an insult to elegance! It is an insult to elegance!"
As soon as she finished speaking, while everyone was in shock, she suddenly pushed down several lamps next to the stage!
The oil lamp rolled onto the curtain, and the flames started to burn!
Seeing the chaos in Qingyin Building, the shopkeeper’s face was ferocious: “Catch her!”
The thugs raised in the building rushed to the stage one after another, trying to catch Xiao Baojing.
"Huh?"
On the railing on the second floor, Shang Bingjiu raised his eyebrows and threw a piece of pastry into his mouth playfully.
Xiao Baojing dodged around with "The Analects of Confucius" in his arms. Seeing that he was forced into a difficult situation, he simply closed his eyes and huddled in the corner, and kept mumbling: "Goodbye Yaoyao Ji Zhengyan Shang Bingjiu, goodbye this fucking world! Rice is in the pot. The rice is in the vat and the sugar is in the pocket, Shang Bingjiu, you must be admitted to the imperial examination to avenge me!”
Shang Bingjiu slowly chewed flower cakes.
Why is his name put last?
So unhappy.
(End of chapter)