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Higher Level Wife - Chapter 73

Published at 14th of December 2022 05:55:33 AM


Chapter 73

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The old Taijun said this with great emotion. Jin Feng raised his heart and immediately straightened his face and whispered, "yes, my grandson will remember my ancestors' religious teachings and will not let such tragedies happen."

Moreover, Fu Qiuning returned to the evening breeze Pavilion and wanted to educate Jin cangjiao, but when he saw his son and daughter nodding sleepily, he couldn't bear it at once. He had to order Yuniang to serve them to sleep. One night without words, I got up the next day and cleaned up. Because it was the Mid Autumn Festival, the school also had a holiday. Jin Zang Feng and Jin Zang Jiao didn't have to go today. In addition, I couldn't help lying in bed for a while because I slept late last night. After getting up and washing, it's the end of Mao hour.

Fu Qiuning called a pair of children to his side and asked Yuniang and Yujie to sit around. Fang stared at Zang Jiao and said, "jiao'er, do you know you're wrong?"

Jin cangjiao thought she had escaped, but she didn't expect to be reprimanded after all. She had to lower her head and whisper, "my daughter knows. She shouldn't be strong last night and say the unintentional words. Let her mother be humiliated by her father's wife's words and ask her mother for forgiveness."

Fu Qiuning sighed: "Since you heard me sing the first line of the play, I warned you that you must not let people know. You may not understand in your heart. Why can't you let people know? This is a pleasant thing. What are you afraid of? I just teach you that I don't want to come forward. If Zang Feng and Zang Jiao are old now, I'll tell you the reason why I'm really afraid."

As she spoke, she stood up and walked slowly to the window, as if to sort out her thoughts. Then she said in a deep voice: "Jiao'er thought I was angry because I was insulted by Jiang's words last night. In fact, what's that? In this deep house and courtyard, the most important thing is words and swords. Don't say that I'm an abandoned wife. Even Jiang's wife, who is in charge of the power of the family, doesn't know how many cold words she has received on weekdays. Besides, I still say that, some words and swords It's all right. You don't have to pay attention to her. Anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat. "

She turned around and looked at the four people sitting opposite with burning eyes. Her voice became lower and said word by word: "But when you think about the Huangmei Opera and Yue Opera I sing, have you ever heard anyone sing? Feng'er and jiao'er are just young and haven't touched anyone else. But Yujie, Yuniang, especially Yujie, before telling me, you were changed hands several times by human traffickers. It can be said that you have traveled all over the country. I ask you, have you ever heard this?"

Yujie thought hard for a while and said, "to be honest, I'm used to listening to grandma sing these things. Later, I think that this Yue Opera is a little similar to the minor hummed by the boat women in the south of the Yangtze River, but it's many times more exquisite and beautiful than that minor, and the plays are also elegant. I've never heard of Huangmei Opera and Kunqu Opera."

Fu Qiuning nodded: "That's it. By chance, I met that strange old lady that day and stole these lessons with her, which even my mother didn't know. I only thought she sang well that day. She told me that I could only steal them and not tell anyone. I just thought it was fun and didn't think much. When I returned to the capital many years later, people gradually grew up and there was no one singing around In the past half sentence, I sometimes secretly ask those opera singers who have never heard of it. They ask me where I got it? I can only make up a lie and sweep it away. Over the years, the more I think about it, the more I fear. The so-called abnormality is a demon. You don't know. Although I'm not talented and famous, I can't create these kinds of dramas. Not to mention those wonderful dramas I don't know how many people's wisdom has been exhausted and passed down from generation to generation. How can I accomplish it alone? But the more so, it becomes more and more unusual. I must be more cautious and never dare to let it show the slightest clue. Otherwise, the Marquis is is like the sea, and there are many open and secret fights in it. Now I am being regarded as a thorn in the eye by the little Marquis's wives and concubines. Once this opera is violent When I first heard it, I might say it sounds good. However, once they ask me where I learned it? What do you want me to say? Go to find the old lady? She died the year I left. Now I'm afraid she has long turned into a pile of bones, but who else in the world can testify to me? Prove that I learned from people? No one testifys. Once someone deliberately frames me, I will die What should I do? This is a life-threatening event. You say, "how can I not be afraid?"

Yujie Yuniang and jinzangfeng jinzangjiao's brothers and sisters are sweating hard. In this era, they naturally understand the severity of this kind of thing. They often hear that some wives and concubines of rich families gave birth to demons and were secretly forced to be poisoned. No wonder grandma is so timid. It's not. Once someone demonizes her for this reason, how can she get a foothold in this waiting house ? even life may not be guaranteed.

Fu Qiuning finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had stunned them. He secretly said that his biggest secret had finally passed in front of Yujie and others. Next, as long as he lived in the evening wind Pavilion, he had an occasional dry addiction, that is, he must not show it again.

Just released his breath, he was about to say something, but he just listened to a slight smile outside the door, and then a familiar voice said in a loud voice: "I said how you refused to sing last night. Originally, you took this matter so seriously." then the door was pushed open and Jin Fengju came in.

Fu Qiuning's body softened, "Gudong" He fell on the couch with a fright. He felt his hands and feet were cold. The secret passage was over. Be careful, but he didn't expect this guy to eavesdrop outside the door. He... Why did he come so early? Besides, was he finished early? If he was finished, why didn't the emperor leave him today? He was confused in his mind for a moment. He even forgot to salute 。

Seeing her pale face, Jin Fengju was very nervous and hurriedly said to Yujie Yuniang and a pair of children and women who were also nervous: "don't worry, your mother's words are only heard by Dad, and there is no one outside. Yuniang, take the young master and young lady to the study first, and Qiu Ning and I will have a few words."

Yujie and Yuniang were already at a loss. They looked up at Fu Qiuning, but they saw that she was also a wood. They were helpless. They had to take the two children to the study together, and they were worried about Fu Qiuning.

Here Jin Fengju came to Fu Qiuning and sat down. Seeing that she was still out of her mind, she couldn't help holding her hand and whispered, "Why are you so scared? Your hands are cold. What kind of play makes you sure that no one in the country can sing? Even thought of 'abnormality is a demon'?"

Fu Qiuning is really flustered and can't help herself. Her operas are all brought after passing through previous lives. This is her biggest secret. Suddenly, she was discovered, or by this smart and unfathomable man. How can she keep calm and rational. However, hearing Jin Fengju's question at this time, Fu Qiuning immediately realized that this is the only opportunity to wash himself. We must firmly grasp it and let Jin Fengju believe in his helplessness and innocence. As long as he believes it, even if these dramas are accidentally spread out in the future, there may be a glimmer of hope to protect his life.

At the thought of this, three points of fear and seven points of acting skills, the tears fell like beads. First, he looked at Jin Feng and said, "when was my father outside the door? How much did you... Hear?"

Jin Feng smiled: "When I came, I saw that the door of your main hall was closed. I was curious, so I ordered Jinming to wait in the yard. I secretly came to the door. I was listening to you say what those verbal insults were for? I won't lose a piece of meat. Don't say, your heart is really broad and open. If half of my wives and concubines can have your insight, I don't have to worry."

Fu Qiuning just didn't seem to hear his words. He murmured, "since he has eavesdropped since then, everyone who wants to come back has heard it. Sir, you've heard it all." when he said this, he was in tears, shook his head and said sadly: "My Lord, this matter has been hanging in my mind for more than ten years. I'm afraid of it day by day, but I'm good at it. I thought I was going to die with them in the night wind Pavilion. Except them, these plays won't spread outside. Who knows, it was almost revealed by Jiao Er last night. I was frightened and didn't sleep all night. If I seriously investigate it It's hard to tell. Over the years, I've been grateful to mother ye for teaching me these plays, which has given me some sustenance in my boring life. But I'm even more angry with her. Why did she teach me these things? I wonder where she came from? Why did these operas never appear? But she's already turned into Loess and can't have an answer. She just put all kinds of things The danger is on my shoulder, making me bear these heavy pressures in vain. "

Jin Feng raised a strange way: "the opera you said was recorded on the table that day? I thought it was only one page. According to your meaning, it was actually a complete play, which can not be completed by one person. Just, it's useless to say this. You'd better sing it to me. I'd like to see what kind of different play makes you afraid of being like this?"

Fu Qiuning took a deep breath and knew that up to now, he could no longer hide in front of Jin Fengju. He had to wipe his tears, reluctantly put away his sadness, drink another cup of tea, pretend to have been brewing for a long time, and stop his sadness. Then he began to sing an excerpt of the classic Yue Opera fortune telling from the prince of the desert.

"It's sad to hold the piano. I count my own life. Sitting opposite is my beloved. It's a pity that I can't see..." (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly votes at Qidian. Com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)




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