Four hundred and seventy-one: Practice more frequently
Jia Baoyu stared blankly ahead, while Zijuan called tentatively from the side: "Second Master Bao?" Baoyu just stared blankly, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Why? Why does everyone like the second brother? Why did sister Lin become like this? Why did sister Lin change her heart? We grew up together! Why...
Baoyu's heart was extremely sad, and he wanted to look up to the sky and wail, with tears in his eyes. Zijuan was a little surprised and whispered to Baoyu: "Bao, Second Master Bao, are you okay?"
Before he finished speaking, Baoyu came back to his senses. Tears were already streaming down his face. He quickly covered his face and waved his hands, then ran away with his head lowered. Zijuan behind her quickly wanted to tell Baoyu to be careful and look at the road, but Baoyu didn't care.
superior?
When Zijuan saw Baoyu's refusal, she could only sigh and shake her head. She didn't want Mr. Bao to get hurt, but it was really for the sake of their girls that she had to "aggrieve" Mr. Bao. The girl is with you,
It won't end well...
In the beginning, it was okay to have Jia Mu's support, but since Jia Jing and Daiyu got better and better, even the old lady was actually leaning towards Jia Jing. What's more, Mrs. Wang, Erye Bao's biological mother, didn't like it.
Daiyu, Zijuan can feel this!
If the girl is really given to Mr. Bao, if nothing else, there will be so much trouble between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law! It was fine when the old lady was around, and she would be a little unjust at most, but how old is the old lady?
How many more years can you live?
When the old lady is gone, Miss Lin will only have Mr. Bao to protect her! As for Mr. Bao’s temperament... His wife said one thing but he didn’t dare to say another thing. His wife asked him to chase the chicken and he didn’t dare to hit the dog.
Son, what if the girl points at him?
I'm afraid that if you can live past twenty, you will be considered a long life!
Zijuan sighed, if it was something else, that would be fine. As a girl, she shouldn't be so irresponsible. It's just a life-long matter. How can she make a hasty decision easily?
Mr. Bao and Miss Lin have been in love since they were young. Even though Zijuan knows Daiyu well and knows that Daiyu is not the kind of person who changes her mind when she sees something different, she also knows that Daiyu is a person who values love very much. She is really called Bao
If the second master talks nonsense in front of the girl, I'm afraid it will only make things difficult for the girl!
Besides, if the girl really finds out that Mr. Jing is planning to get married, I don’t know how sad the girl will be! She might really die!
"What are you thinking about? Standing here so lost in thought?"
Zijuan was startled and looked up to see Daiyu looking at her with a smile. She immediately blinked her eyes with a guilty conscience and said, "No, it's nothing..."
Daiyu looked at Zijuan suspiciously, and Zijuan said quickly: "Why did the girl run out on her own? It's windy outside, and it's blowing, but what should I do?" Daiyu couldn't see what was wrong with Zijuan, so she could only press the button
Thinking, he said funny: "You still said? I waited here and there, waiting for you not to come, but it turned out that I was standing here!"
Zijuan chuckled, quickly unfolded her cloak and put it on Daiyu, and then said: "Girl and Miss Bao competed in poems, who won?" Daiyu smiled proudly and said: "Why don't we fight? It's just a joke.
That’s it!”
When Zijuan heard this, she knew that her girl must have won! So she couldn't help but smile and said: "Have the girls dispersed?" Daiyu nodded and said: "The queen is a good life for Sister Bao, and I heard that it is also Brother Huan. It’s the day when my son is about to die, so they are all absent-minded, so what are they doing there? It’s better to break up early and go home to rest!”
Zijuan nodded, and then Daiyu seemed to have thought of something, and said to Zijuan: "By the way, have you heard that the second brother is back?" Zijuan was stunned for a moment and said: "I haven't come yet and asked. .”
Daiyu pretended not to care and said: "Then go and ask. If the second brother comes back, please invite him to come to my room..." Zijuan nodded, full of meaning. Looking at Daiyu, she smiled ambiguously.
Daiyu's face turned red and she hurriedly said: "Where did you think of it? I was thinking about Sister Bao's child. Why don't we prepare some gifts! Then I asked him to think about it for me. Did you think of it? Where did it go?"
Zijuan blinked her eyes and said, "No, the girl is overthinking." Daiyu glared at her, snorted and then left. After Zijuan behind her smiled, she looked a little sad after all. Jing What should we do about the second master’s matter?
After Baoyu left, Lingguan continued to squat down and write the word "Jing" for fun. However, after a while, he felt someone standing next to him again. Lingguan thought that Baoyu had not left and came back, so he lowered his head and said impatiently: " Why don't you leave? If you don't leave, I will call my own soldiers!"
But the man still stood there without moving. The young official suddenly raised his head in shock and anger and said, "I'm telling you..."
Lingguan's voice stopped suddenly, and his eyes widened suddenly, looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar face. Lingguan's mouth was open for a moment, but he didn't know what to say. Jia Jing looked at the word Jing, and then He looked at Lingguan again.
Lingguan stood up quickly and quietly covered part of the word "Jing" with her feet, but she had been writing for so long and it was almost all over the floor, so where could she cover it? Lingguan could only lower his head with a red face and whisper: "Hou , Mr. Hou......"
Jia Jing looked at her and suddenly said: "That word is not well written..." Ling Guan's red face suddenly turned as pale as paper, his legs became weak and his body swayed, with big eyes With tears in his eyes, his eyes felt dark for a while, he lowered his head and bit his lips, and said with difficulty: "Yes, yes..."
But it was as if something was blocking his throat, his voice was trembling, and he finally choked and lost his voice. Yes, as a humble actor, what right did he have to care about Mr. Hou? If someone didn't scold me, they would already be pitying me. !
Lingguan was thinking about it, and the big tears couldn't help but fall from the corners of his eyes. Jia Jing saw that Lingguan didn't speak for a long time, and when he turned to look at her, he realized that she actually lowered her head and started crying. Jia Jing couldn't help but feel a little funny. Said: "That's not what I meant..."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Jia Jing stepped forward and took the hairpin of Ling Guan. Ling Guan raised his head in confusion. Jia Jing looked at Ling Guan's pear-shaped and aggrieved look. I feel like my heart is going to be broken!
Jia Jing suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, squatted down and said: "It doesn't look good when you write like this. You need to use Wen Zhengming's regular script, and it has to be hairpin small regular script, so that it looks good."
As Jia Jing spoke, she used a hairpin as a pen and wrote a small character "老" on the ground. Jia Jing smiled and raised her head to look at Lingguan and said, "Look, that's it."
Lingguan stared blankly at the word "young" on the ground, and then for a moment, like a steamed prawn, he lowered his head with a red face. When Jia Jing saw that Lingguan didn't speak, he smiled and stretched out his hand to hand the hairpin back. Said: "Come and try."
Lingguan pursed his lips and looked at the hairpin in Jia Jing's hand. He bit the corners of his lips to suppress his smile. He squatted down gently, as if he was afraid of bumping into Jia Jing. He squatted next to him and took the hairpin. The word "Jing" was written next to the word...
But as soon as she finished writing, she said timidly: "I, I don't know how..." Just now she was looking sad and confused. Where did she pay attention to what Jia Jing wrote?
They are naturally literate. After all, it is impossible to be illiterate in order to watch the play, but they cannot write. It is not that they cannot write, but that they cannot calligraphy. It is enough for them to only know how to read, and no one teaches them calligraphy.
Jia Jing smiled and said, "I'll take you through it." After saying that, she stepped forward and half-circled Ling Guan, held Ling Guan's little hand, and wrote softly on the ground. Ling Guan suddenly stiffened, and his beautiful eyes stared. The boss, his little hands were even trembling slightly.
Feeling the temperature and breath that he had only felt in dreams, Lingguan was so excited that his whole body was shaking! He only tried hard to restrain himself and did not make a fool of himself.
Quietly, he glanced at Jia Jing who was close to Chi Chi. He looked at the words on the ground seriously and held his hand. This feeling was just like after a wedding!
Ling Guan smiled sweetly, thinking wildly in his mind, but before Ling Guan could enjoy it for a moment, a voice sounded from behind the two of them: "Who are you? Ling Guan? What are you doing?"
Lingguan suddenly stood up in shock. Fortunately, Jia Jing hid quickly, otherwise he would have almost knocked her down. Lingguan's face turned red and he waved his hand to the civil servant behind him who looked at him with a strange expression: "I I, I, I didn’t do anything, I didn’t do anything!”
The civil servant behind her looked at her teasingly and smiled, and the twelve opera officials behind her also hid behind the door and looked at the senior official with a smile as if they were watching the fun. The senior official was so embarrassed when he saw this that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in!
Then when the civil servant looked at the man on the side, he wanted to say something to tease him and tell him to treat the senior officer well. Who knew that after seeing the clothes and appearance of the man clearly, the civil servant was shocked!
Why is it Jia Jing? Shouldn't it be Jia Qiang? When did the relationship between Lingguan and Jia Jing become so close? The civil servant couldn't help but feel a variety of emotions in his heart. At the same time, he couldn't help being stunned, looking at Jia Jing in a daze. .
Jia Jing looked at the civil servant funny and said: "What? Don't you know me?" The civil servant came back to his senses, suppressed all kinds of emotions in his heart, bowed respectfully and said: "I have met the Marquis!"
The twelve drama officers behind him also came out in shock and saluted Jia Jing. Jia Jing smiled and joked: "Why are there so many people? You two are really inseparable now?"
The civil servant quickly smiled and said: "I want to do that, but after all I can't..." As he said this, he glanced at Ling Guan meaningfully. Ling Guan understood, and couldn't help but look away with a guilty conscience.
The civil servant smiled and said, "We were rehearsing a play just now." Jia Jing nodded and said, "Rehearsing a play?" The civil servant said quickly, "You have a good time for Miss Xifu Bao, so we are ordered to rehearse some good plays.
Come."
Jia Jing nodded understandingly. Ping'er had told herself about this a few days ago, but she didn't take it seriously. Bao Ya's daughter is about to give birth to a baby? What kind of gift should she give her?
Son!
Jia Jing was thinking in her heart, but she smiled and said to Ling Guan: "So, you sneaked out to be lazy!" Ling Guan suddenly turned his head slightly in shame when he heard this.
The civil servant glanced at Lingguan again, then smiled at Jia Jing and said, "The Marquis is busy with official duties now and doesn't come here often. Why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?" Jia Jing waved her hand and said, "I'm just passing by, so there's no need to do this.
, just go on and do your business."
Then Jia Jing looked around and said, "You live here now, and you also practice here?" The civil servant was stunned, then nodded and said: "That's right, the chief manager arranged for us to live here, and we have been here.
It’s here.”
Jia Jing shook her head when she heard this and said: "There are too many people here. It's not easy for you to practice, and they also affect your rest." The civil servant nodded when he heard this. In fact, this problem has long existed, and many women have been looking for it before.
Visited their door!
But after all, they are just actors raised by their master, so how can they choose where to live? Even though everyone is very unhappy, there is nothing they can do.
Jia Jing smiled and said: "This is not suitable for practicing, and it is far away from the house. I will find a suitable place for you. You will discuss with Wang Fuzhong soon and ask him to help you move there."
Everyone looked at Ling Guan after hearing this. I am afraid that this is because of Ling Guan... Only Ling Guan himself knew in his heart that he had just met Jia Jing again today. There was such a close relationship.
relation?
"My Healing Game"
It's just that now that everyone means this, the senior officer can't help but feel a little unable to defend himself. He smiles bitterly in his heart for fear that he won't be able to escape an interrogation!
Jia Jing pondered for a while and said with a smile: "The Lixiang Courtyard is empty. Miss Xifu Bao and her friends used to live there, but later moved out. I also lived there when I was young. I was once the old Rongguo of Xifu."
The place where Dai Shanggong spent his later years was very quiet and deserted, so I think it would be suitable for you to practice acting on weekdays!"
When the civil servant heard this, he was immediately shocked and said: "How can we afford to live in such a noble place? Lord Marquis should just give us a secluded small courtyard!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jia Jing said with a smile: "That's it, I'll go and talk to Xifu in a moment. If I have some confidence, I'll ask Wang Fuzhong to help you move there!"
As he spoke, he ignored the objections of the civil officials and turned around to leave. However, when he was leaving, he turned around and told the senior official with a smile: "Practice hard. The official script of Cao Quan's Monument is also very suitable for women. Just practice more."
Already."
Lingguan suppressed his shyness, looked at Jia Jing with a smile and nodded, saying, "I, I understand..."
Jia Jing smiled, turned around and left. Ling Guan looked at Jia Jing's leaving back with bright eyes. It wasn't until people slowly gathered around him that Ling Guan came back to his senses and secretly screamed.
, she was about to run away. Who knew that the actors would give her this chance?
A crowd of people came forward and blocked her, and then they "tied" her back to the yard with laughter, leaving Ou Guan to look around, and then closed the door, completely cutting off Ling Guan's escape path!
Everyone looked at the Lingguan with a happy smile sitting in the middle with a sinister smile. The Ouguan looked like he was singing a opera, made a few faces, and then held his hands to the Gongguan and said: "Little lady! You have to work hard."
Practice!”
Everyone burst into laughter, and Guan Guan also cooperated, pretending to be weak, and coquettishly said to Ou Guan in his voice: "Nu Nu knows!"
Everyone laughed even more for a while, and Ling Guan couldn't help laughing and said: "Go! I'm used to making fun of me!" Xi Guan on the side blinked his big eyes and said with a gossipy face: "Then you should follow us
Tell me, why are you doing this and that with Mr. Hou?"
Everyone laughed again, and Ling Guan smiled sheepishly and said: "Fuck you! Who is doing this or that, what nonsense are you talking about?" Bao Guan chuckled and said: "We have all seen it! Why don't you hurry up and get the real deal?"
Fang Guan on the side curled his lips and said: "Is there anything else to explain? You have just seen it clearly, now I am going to be a concubine!" Everyone laughed and teased Ling Guan, calling to say hello to grandma, and so on.
The officer blushed again and spat.
After the civil servant laughed for a while, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay! Stop joking." Everyone stopped laughing. The civil servant looked at the senior official seriously and said, "Even if you have it yourself,
It’s your idea, but you shouldn’t hide it from us! Let me ask you, did the Marquis tell you when he would make you my aunt?”
Hearing this, the young official said shyly: "I really just bumped into the Marquis. The Marquis taught me how to write. What happened to my aunt?"
After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at the senior officer in surprise, and then they became a little worried like the civil servant. The civil servant said anxiously: "Master Hou, are you free? I have nothing to teach you about writing? Silly girl! Although we are opera singers, we are not.
Just for people to play with later! You have to have a name after all!"
The civil servant sat next to her and said: "If the Marquis agrees, that's it. But now that the Marquis doesn't know about it, why not give Jia Qiang a try? At least she has the title of concubine. If it is the Marquis, no.
No matter how many people are waiting, it won’t be your turn!”
The other opera officials were all silent, because what the civil servant said was indeed reasonable. For them, a character like Mr. Hou is still too far away. No matter when they meet, there is always something to look up to.
Feel,,,,,
Lingguan stood up silently, and the civil servant behind him saw this and advised: "Think about it carefully, I think that Jia Qiang seems to be sincere to you,,,,"
However, Lingguan didn't seem to hear it. He just quietly returned to his room, sat on a stool and was lost in thought. Suddenly he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled happily.
No matter what the Marquis thinks about him, even if it is out of greed for his appearance or pity, as long as he can feel the warmth in the Marquis's arms for a moment, it will be worth it even if he dies the next day! As long as he can feel the warmth in the Marquis's arms for a moment.
He has it, and as long as he is willing to have it, he will not hesitate to pay for it with his life! Just because:
I would rather be a heroic concubine than a mediocre wife!
Jia Jing frowned slightly. The anxiety in his heart did not ease for a moment because of what happened just now. On the contrary, it made him even more uneasy now!
Just because he discovered that even if he knew in his heart that the person in front of him was not Daiyu, as long as he looked like Daiyu, he couldn't refuse! He couldn't bear to see her cry!
What on earth is going on? Jia Jing is confused...