Gu Qingling laughed: "Didn't you say you would use it yourself?"
Because it was for his own use, she even specially picked up the medicinal materials in the fragrance-smelling space. But when he got good at it, he actually gave it to the secret guards, which was really willing.
but……
The secret guard's job is to protect his safety, and he is the first person to rush ahead when encountering danger. He should also be given snacks.
"Okay, I will prepare some for you when the time comes. What I give you will definitely be the best. Since it is a good thing, I can't guarantee the quantity."
Li Wenchong said: "I know, you gave me the prescription. There are so many doctors in the hospital, and they also prepare it, but the effect of their preparation is not as good as yours. For the same formula, the medicinal materials you have here are better.
Some, there’s nothing we can do about it.”
Even though Huangzhuang has started planting, the same method used by Gu Qingling is better.
But if you want to say that Gu Qingling is hiding something secret, that's not true. He has visited all of her villages. What kind of soil, what kind of water, and how they were planted are all recorded in the records. He can know it after checking.
But what others grow is different from what you grow. What can you do?
Farming is something you don’t know if you don’t study it. Once you study it, you will understand that the knowledge involved is really not that great.
In addition to his own secret guard, Li Wenchong also smuggled some to Emperor Mingguang. After all, he was his own brother, and he still hoped that Emperor Mingguang would be safer around him.
Gu Qingling knew all this and acquiesced to it.
When everyone's interests were tied together, Gu Qingling also hoped that Emperor Mingguang could live longer.
Soon, the day agreed between Gu Qingling and Xi Ling came.
Li Wenchong had already arranged for someone to guard the door of Yao's house. As soon as Gu Qingling came out, he pretended to be a chance encounter and walked up to her.
"Want to go to the theater? Let's go together. It's just right. I haven't been to a theater for a long time."
Seeing his "upright" look, Gu Qingling looked helpless: "Okay, let's go together."
She had already said that she had no other thoughts about that person. He believed her with her mouth, but she was very honest with her body and insisted on being a little tail.
Gu Qingling said that luckily she had a good temper, but someone with a worse temper would have fallen out with him long ago.
Li Wenchong:......
Are you the one who still has a temper?
Just because I asked a few more questions, I almost got into a fight.
Fortunately, I am well-informed and responsive, otherwise... I don't know how this matter would have ended.
Along the way, neither of them spoke.
When we arrived at the theater, a man dressed like a boy came up to us and said, "Is it the Yao family's carriage?"
"Yes, from the Yao family."
"Is this Mrs. Yao? Your servant Clivia is Mr. Xi Ling's servant. Mr. Xi Ling has sent his servant to wait here for a long time."
"Wait a moment, I'll tell my master." The man ran over and reported to Qingzhu.
After knowing this, Qingzhu nodded and turned around to report to Li Wenchong.
Li Wenchong got off the carriage, looked at the boy a few times, and asked him to lead the way.
The young man named "Clivia" was a little surprised. Didn't the young master call him "Old Lady"? Why was he a man?
Then, when Gu Qingling got off the carriage, he was even more surprised.
Young men and women?
Although he couldn't figure out the relationship between the two people, they said it was the Yao family's carriage and that the person coming was the "Old Lady". He didn't know what to say and took the people into the box that his young master had already prepared.
After serving refreshments, he quickly ran backstage and reported to Xi Ling.
"Young men and women?" Xi Ling was also stunned for a moment.
He focused on asking about the woman's appearance, and after confirming that she was correct, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Although I don’t know why I brought a young master with me, as long as Old Mrs. Yao comes, it will be done.
After pondering for a while, Xi Ling sent the boy to treat the guests well, then turned around and called a beautiful young man, and said to him very solemnly: "This is your only chance, do you understand?"
That young man had young hair and white clothes, and a handsome face as if carved by a knife. Coupled with his relatively young age, some people felt that he was indistinguishable from male to female, which was shocking.
Even if Li Wenchong is here, he has to admit that this young man is indeed good-looking.
"Yes, master, Fusheng understands." The young man responded softly, his voice as clear as a clear spring, with a pleasant tinkling sound.
A beautiful woman is supposed to be there in the book, but how many times can she be heard of in the human world?
It's a pity that if you fall into the mortal world and encounter mud again, you may fall into it at any time and never be innocent again.
Xi Ling mustered up the courage to run to Gu Qingling several times, not for herself, but for the young man in front of her.
He himself had a bad fate and was entrusted to no one, so he had no choice but to embark on such a path of no return.
After going through all this, how could he be willing to let the child he raised single-handedly embark on such a road of no return? Seeing Fusheng growing bigger and bigger, his indistinguishable appearance attracted wolves, tigers and leopards to peek at him, and packs of wolves gathered around to look at him and ridicule him.
The spiritual heart is lifted up.
Sure enough, not long after, Mr. Lei, a man with special hobbies, offered a high price to take over Fu Sheng.
Can that one be released at will?
Xi Ling is someone who has been here before and knows very well that he said he wanted you to come to his house to sing in an opera, but in fact...
After Fusheng left, Xi Ling clenched his fists and swore in his heart that he would never let Fusheng follow his own path.
The play finally begins.
To be honest, except for Huangmei Opera, which Gu Qingling could understand, she couldn't understand most of the other operas like this.
For old theater fans, what they like most is their taste. Gu Qingling doesn't understand it at all, so she just listens to the excitement.
Obviously, compared to a layman like Gu Qingling, Li Wenchong, a native-born man who has been around Beijing circles, is more familiar with this idea.
As soon as the Hua Dan played by Xi Ling came on stage, her voice was amazing.
Li Wenchong looked surprised: "I didn't expect him to sing well. I thought he had nothing to offer except his face..."
Before he finished speaking, Gu Qingling glared at him: "Just listen to the show, why are you talking so much nonsense?"
"Yes, yes, let's listen to the opera." Li Wenchong listened to the taste and tapped the rhythm with his fingers. He really liked it.
Gu Qingling looked at the stage, then at him, and said: It is indeed the quintessence of the Chinese nation. I don't understand a sentence, how can I break it?
Forget it, I'll just be a tree stump today.
She has already begun to think in her heart about what she should do to pass on the essence of the country.
She remembered that in her previous life, more and more people sang in operas, and eventually they became intangible cultural heritage.
well……
When you can’t even afford food, who would think about spiritual culture?
What's more, the stairs are so close that the public can't appreciate them at all.
After thinking about it, Gu Qingling felt that maybe she should move the opera troupe to a school so that they could learn to "listen to opera" instead of learning to sing.
Only by learning how to appreciate opera can people appreciate it in the future, and only those who sing can listen to it.
So the question is, the actor's position is very low, who should she invite?
She was thinking wildly here. The opera on the stage had ended and it was time to change to the next scene.
When people from the back came on stage, Li Wenchong's face became less interesting and said: "She can't sing as well as Xi Ling. Although the little girl next to Xi Ling has a bad taste, she has a good voice. If she trains her for a few more years, she will probably be better."
