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At the end of the hustle and bustle of the day, Fangzhu Cao babbled to Wen Qian about Lang Xu's smashing of the stone railing during the day when the Lefang was closed, strongly condemning her act of arbitrarily advocating, and made a list of his own. A detailed settlement plan. I plan to clean up Tang Po's old courtyard, at most I will spend money to raise the gate, after all, such a big guy wandering around in Lelou all day long will damage the image of Tingyulou, if it scares the guests, it will be a big problem It's not good anymore.
While he was eloquently arranging a bright future, Wen Qian just listened with a smile, and finally interrupted with a sentence: "Don't be so troublesome, I'm going to Beijing to teach art, and I'll take him with me by the way."
Master Cao's eloquence was like a river hanging in his mouth, and he didn't close it for a long time.
"Why okay, why do you want to leave suddenly? Didn't we talk about it before"
Wen Qian raised her hand to make him stop: "Hey - I just said to think about it, I didn't 'negotiate' with you." She smiled with a stern look on her face, "Isn't that just right, anyway, you don't want to see Xiao Lang, Didn't I follow your wishes when I took him away?"
"No, that's not what it means." Master Cao's facial features almost overflowed with remorse, "I understand, I understand. Let him live in the wing room, right?"
Wen Qian stopped, put her finger on his shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "Boss Cao misunderstood, I am not trying to threaten you with this matter, I am indeed going to Beijing."
Although she has a bad stomach, she is a very reliable person in critical moments. She never jokes about big things. Since she has said so, she is definitely not using him for entertainment.
After struggling for a long time, Fangzhu Cao recovered from the shock and had to convince himself to accept this reality.
"Don't worry too much, I'll be back. There are so many musicians in the palace, they don't necessarily have to keep me, even if I'm a court lady, there's no reason why I shouldn't be forced to let go, right?"
Even after hearing what she said, Fangzhu Cao still felt that this trip was a matter of meat buns beating dogs with no return. After shaking his head again and again, he said weakly: "The Fengxian Lelou next door has been eyeing it all the time. If you leave, we are afraid Waiting for it to close."
Wen Qian smiled to reassure him, "Well, let me tell you something happy.
"Some time ago, a theater troupe came to the city. The number of people is not too many, and the level is not high or low. The teahouse just across the street is going to be converted into a music workshop."
Boss Cao raised his eyes to look at her, probably thinking that the girl was starting to make trouble because she wanted to leave, "Is this a happy thing?"
Wen Qianruzi gave him a sideways glance, "Hasn't Boss Cao heard of the word 'same hatred and hatred'? The enemy of the enemy is naturally a friend."
In her meaningful winking eyes, he seemed to suddenly understand something, first raised his eyebrows, and then nodded slowly.
"It will probably take a few months for the newcomer to leave. By then, I may have returned. During this time, the band will be supported by you." Wen Qian patted him on the shoulder, "In the end You have to pay attention to your own store, don¡¯t you?¡±
Fangzhu Cao told her that she felt a little guilty, and the old man blushed, so he could only smile embarrassingly.
Wen Qian is a person who makes decisions quickly and executes them faster.
It took her almost one night to pack up the things to be prepared, the things to take away, and the people to take with her.
The trip to Beijing was not a one-on-one trip. It was intended to let a few young girls learn more and gain some experience. Wen Qian ordered You Yue and Ling Ge who often followed her. Guys, this team doesn't say too much, and says it doesn't matter too much.
Lang Xu has always listened to her, leaving as soon as he wants to leave, staying as long as he wants, without any objection, but the other disciples of the music workshop were startled by Wen Qian's sudden behavior until she stepped on the door. As for the chariot, everyone hadn't fully recovered yet.
She left in such a hurry, she was still singing on the stage the day before, and she had to leave for the north early the next morning with big bags and small bags. It seems unreal like a dream.
Finally, one of the juniors reacted first, rushed to her and asked anxiously, "Senior sister, are you back?"
Wen Qian paused, and at that moment, it was like a river bed full of water suddenly burst, and familiar voices came and went one after another.
"Senior sister, you will come back!"
"Senior sister, you won't leave us behind, will you?"
"Senior Sister, how soon will you be back?"
When she turned her head, she saw the younger brothers and sisters in front of her, who were tall or short, and of different ages, as if time had suddenly flown back to a certain day and moment five years ago.
&nThe family was still a little bit reluctant, but was quickly attracted by the novel world, and wished he could travel around the world with his sword.
Since the two of them left the music hall, they were like wild donkeys that had been let loose. Whenever the carriage stopped, they would walk around together. Lang Xu, based on the principle of guards, took care of them.
Perhaps infected by the joyful emotions of the two of them, Wen Qian also relaxed unconsciously.
The horses of Jin Yiwei and his party were tied to the side to graze. Seeing that Yang Jin was discussing the next itinerary with Shi Baichuan and others, she walked over to watch the excitement.
"It's already the beginning of winter, and there will be light snow in a few days. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to walk by water now, so I'd better go back the same way."
Yang Jin picked up a branch and scratched it lightly on the ground, "Let's settle in Xuzhou first, bypass Mengshan Mountain to Jinan, and then to Beijing. I may stay in Jinan for two more days."
Hearing the word Jinan, Shi Baichuan's ears immediately twitched: "Is it because of Mrs. Yang? Is Miss Fei Ning also here?"
"I sent a letter before leaving, but I haven't replied yet. I probably won't hear anything until I arrive in Xuzhou."
Someone asked: "Can Tang Shi's dossier be connected with Xuzhou's Jinyiwei?"
While talking, Wen Qian came.
Because he knew that the two of them usually walked close, the other Jin Yiwei did not avoid her, but Yang Jin suddenly fell silent and did not answer for a long time.
Xiaoqi, who asked this sentence, was extremely embarrassed. He couldn't understand what the situation was, so he could only look at his colleagues for help.
"Are you busy?" Wen Qian said with a smile.
Seeing this, a group of Jinyiwei responded politely, "It's not a big dealit's about the itinerary."
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Jin took a step back, turned and left without saying a word.
Wen Qian stared at his back suspiciously, and said casually, "Then where shall we go next?"
Another person answered: "There is Panxi Town not far from here, and Xuzhou is beyond."
"The further north you go, the colder it gets. Miss Wen, remember to buy thick clothes."
"Okay, thank you."
She didn't pay much attention to this unbelievable episode, and because of the long journey, she was quickly left behind.
In the evening, everyone stayed in the water horse station.
After dinner, the moonlight was just right, Lang Xu moved two long tables to draw in the courtyard, and You Yue tilted her head to look at it with great interest.
Wen Qian brought him the warming medicine, and when he returned to the backyard, he saw Yang Jin and Ling Ge squatting in front of a bunch of grass and trees talking.
On the ground, there are piles of grass with claws and claws, and the appearance is unremarkable, like ordinary wild artemisia.
Lingge is not very old, and he has a well-behaved temperament. He asked in a soft voice while holding his chin: "Master Yang, you just said that this little tree will bleed. Is it true?"
Over there, he hummed peacefully, "This tree is called the Dragon Blood Tree. According to legend, in ancient times, when Yinglong fought with giant elephants, the blood of the dragon was sprinkled in the soil, and it grew into a towering tree when it came into contact with water. Dragon Blood Tree."
Wen Qian thought it was interesting, so she leaned behind him and bent down to take a closer look.
"It's nothing special"
Lingge turned to greet her: "Senior Sister."
She reached out to touch her head.
"Senior Sister, Master Yang said that this tree will bleed like a human being when it is injured." The little girl looked at her with bright eyes.
"Hey, let me try."
Wen Qian pinched a leaf, but the expected scene of blood splattering did not appear. She pinched the brutally murdered leaf and twirled it between her fingers. She wanted to make fun of it, but Yang Jin was as normal as he was during the day , suddenly shut his mouth, as if he didn't see her, and remained silent like a mute.
The atmosphere in the surrounding area froze into a piece of ice, and if the wind was stronger, it would probably crack open.
She threw away the leaves with a nosed mouth, cleared her throat in a pretentious manner, straightened her dress and found an excuse to walk away.
Just after Wen Qian took ten steps, Yang Jin continued without haste:
"The blood of this kind of tree is on the branches. You can tell by peeling off a piece of bark. Come and try."
"Wow, really!"
She turned her head and bared her teeth at the person over there.