pick up jade

Chapter 14

When Qin Meixiang entered the door, Yang Qinghan was reclining on the couch, playing with walnuts, and a small pile of peach kernels had already been collected on the blue and white porcelain plate next to her.Hearing Qin Meixiang come in, he didn't even lift his eyelids, and said in a drawn-out voice, "Think you're dead."

Qin Meixiang took off her cloak and said meekly, "Master."

Yang Qinghan still didn't look at him, and with a click under his hands, he crushed a walnut viciously: "A bumpkin can't handle it. Don't call me my apprentice in the future, shame on me!"

Qin Meixiang didn't speak.

Yang Qinghan blew away the crushed walnut skin, threw the peach kernels into the plate, and was finally willing to look up at his apprentice: "Come here." Seeing his fox fur cloak again, he squinted his eyes: "Yo, he gave it to you?"

"Yes." Qin Meixiang bowed her head, walked to him and sat down.

"Finally not too pedantic." Yang Qinghan stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and a faintly lingering cold fragrance brushed over the tip of Qin Meixiang's nose.The master looked critically at the apprentice for a while, and said suspiciously: "I have been raising it for several months, but I haven't seen any growth..."

Seeing that Qin Meixiang didn't speak, he let go of his hand and leaned back: "I've told you so many times, let go a little bit. It's not a big deal if you're happy both times. Besides, I've met that person once. He is tall and big, and his capital is not bad."

Yang Qinghan was fine with everything, and it hurt like Qin Meixiang was a baby.One thing is, every time we meet each other, we have to divert the conversation to Xiasanlu after a few words.Qin Meixiang has been by his side for many years, but she still can't get used to it.

Boss Yang himself didn't think there was anything to shy away from about this matter.He is a wonderful flower in the pear orchard.Others are forced to make a living and socialize with others, but he regards it as a pleasure.

Speaking of the unique blessings, the patriarch rewards the meal, in fact, Boss Yang is the first in this business.Yang Qinghan is a fancier, he is extremely talented and intelligent, no matter how difficult it is to learn opera, no matter the voice or the figure, it is no more than three times difficult.In addition, she has a graceful figure, beautiful appearance, and a pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection. When she was young, she was a famous actress who was popular in the Liyuan.Danjiao'er and Lao Sheng have equal shares since then.Although he is getting older now, he has always paid attention to maintenance, so his face looks like he is only in his 30s.With makeup on, she can still play the role of a little girl.It's just a pity that my voice is no longer as bright as it was when I was young, so I haven't appeared on stage in recent years.When he was young, he acted, because he was very open-minded on stage, and people commented that he was terrible and cute, so he got a nickname for being full of waves.Although the moralists scolded him all day long because of his blatant flirting with men, he couldn't stand him.Now that the heyday has passed, many old theater fans still miss it. As soon as it was listed, they hurried to come, and their enthusiasm remained the same as before.

Many female singers seldom appear on stage once they are over forty, and even those who are young can't even sing at thirty.At this age, Yang Qinghan is still green and popular, and she is a legend in the Liyuan.

The legendary master is currently whispering some unspeakable little things in the ears of his disciples.Qin Meixiang was so embarrassed that she couldn't get any more embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "...I know...don't say it...it's not me...he forced it..."

"If you force it, strangle it to death!"

"But……"

"I coaxed him back with just a few words. It can also make him remember..." Yang Qinghan poked him on the forehead: "Why do I have such a stupid apprentice like you."

"I'm afraid..."

"You are afraid of a fart! People are cheap. The more you don't care, the more they will rush to do small fudi. Just remember one thing, you don't want anything, you just want to be happy. If you are not happy If so, just use the big ear scraper to pull it over."

Qin Meixiang sighed: "Master, I... am not as thorough as you think."

Yang Qinghan let out a long sigh, rolled his eyes and fell back down: "Then don't think about it, come back and sing your show well. Hurry up and ask the class leader to search for you, and I will marry you, so that I can stop these crap things .”

Qin Meixiang was silent for a moment: "I don't want to marry a wife."

Yang Qinghan's eyes widened: "Why, didn't you say that you don't want to do that with men." Although they were singers, they were all men when they stepped off the stage, and they didn't delay getting married and having children at all.After all, people like Yang Qinghan who naturally only love to be with men are in the minority.Although he himself was deviant, he didn't want Qin Meixiang to go his own way.This road is not easy to walk, he is someone who has experienced it, and he understands it better than anyone else.

Qin Meixiang thought for a while: "Master, I don't know."

Yang Qinghan had nothing to do with his whirling thoughts, and said impatiently: "Then wait until you think about it. There will be a party at the Xin'er Tea House tomorrow, and it's President He Qiu's birthday. I'm too lazy to go out, so you can help me go."

Qin Meixiang knew that Master was looking for an opportunity to show her face, and was moved.Although Yang Qinghan's mouth is not forgiving, and he barks his teeth and claws all day long, he really loves him as an apprentice.

He nodded, picked up the nutcracker, and began to pick walnuts for Qinghan Yang one by one.Yang Qinghan lay reclining with his elbows on his back, and closed his eyes: "Come and listen to the song "The Story of the Purple Hairpin."

This is the exam school he has no tricks to put down.Qin Meixiang took a sip of tea, and her clear voice gurgled.Yang Qinghan closed her eyes, her fingers gently patted the time on the couch.

Finished singing.Yang Qinghan said suddenly: "Don't worry. Even if Huixiang sings for another ten years, she won't be able to catch up with you."

It was a compliment, but Qin Meixiang was not happy when she heard it: "Junior Brother Huixiang..."

"Follow his father's path of hard work, and there is some hope of becoming famous and starting a family. But after all, he lacks aura." Yang Qinghan said coldly: "The Cao family always refuses to accept their fate."

Yang Qinghan himself is extremely talented, and his skills cannot be learned only by hard work.So even though they are also teaching apprentices in Cao's class, the apprentices still can't learn everything in case.He himself is short-tempered and impatient.So in the end, even though he was more famous and capable than Cao Xiaoxiang, the disciples all followed the path of the Cao School.Qin Meixiang is the only apprentice who has obtained his true biography.Therefore, he was very dissatisfied with Team Leader Cao's arrangement of Qin Meixiang in this way.

How could Qin Meixiang not know.He handed the sandwiched walnuts to Yang Qinghan's hand: "Let me sing you the Palace of Eternal Life again."

While the play was singing, the concierge passed the word outside, saying that Master Dong had come.Qin Meixiang paused, and Yang Qinghan said lightly: "Who told you to stop singing your song?"

Master Dong raised the curtain and came in, but Qin Meixiang still stopped, got up and nodded to him.Yang Qinghan looked at him rather shamelessly: "Why are you here, your son is not making trouble anymore?"

Master Dong is less than 50 years old, but he looks much more vicissitudes than Yang Qinghan.He said with a big mouth, and smiled quite honestly: "He doesn't care about my business." It's embarrassing to say, this Mr. Dong has been a fan of Boss Yang's drama since he was a child, but at that time he was a poor guy, no matter how much he liked him I can only watch from a distance under the stage.Later, when he got rich, he married a wife and had children against his parents' orders.At the age of 40 or above, his wife died of illness, his son grew up, and there was no one around Yang Qinghan.He no longer had any scruples, bought a house not far from Yang Qinghan's house, and wandered around Boss Yang three times a day.

The best age for danjiaoer is in their teens and early twenties, like flowers.Going up and getting older, there is no need to avoid it, and the entertainment around me gradually disappears.Qinghan Yang was a little surprised to understand what he was thinking.Once you come and go, you should go.Although at this age, Mr. Dong has put a lot of thought into it.Yang Qinghan has sung all her life, and has no bad habit of smoking big cigarettes and gambling big money. In fact, she is very rich.He may not be very rare with the headgear given by Mr. Dong, but he is also happy to have someone serve him willingly.

Later, it seemed like a young man falling in love.Yang Qinghan has no reputation in private life because of her temperament and experience.After Mr. Dong lost his wife, even if he married a concubine, no one would care, but he suddenly turned a corner and went to befriend an old opera singer, which was considered a late festival loss.So his son would make a fuss every now and then.Recently, it went too far, and Yang Qinghan came to the scene and offered [-] silver dollars to let him spare his father.Out of temper, Yang Qinghan directly buckled the box of Dayang off Young Master Dong's head, smashing Young Master Dong badly.

Master Dong rushed over later, scolded his son and carried him away.But Yang Qinghan was still puzzled, and refused to show good face to him for several days.

Qin Meixiang felt a little indescribably envious of such a pair of old mandarin ducks with no name or distinction.Although Yang Qinghan always shouted and shouted at Master Dong, Qin Meixiang always followed the rules of the younger generation.Master Dong also nodded at him, but he quickly focused his thoughts and eyes on Yang Qinghan: "The newly sent sheep from the north, I killed them and brought them here for you. Tianhan, just in time to eat Some mutton."

It looks like they are going to stay overnight.Qin Meixiang didn't want to disturb you, so she said softly: "Master, then I'll go back first..."

"What are you going for? Eat together! You make up too." Yang Qinghan didn't care.

Qin Meixiang was a little embarrassed, but Master Dong still smiled good-naturedly: "Xiao Xiang'er, too."

Eat shabu-shabu that night.After eating, the snow outside was even heavier.Yang Qinghan refused to let him go, and told the servant girl to tidy up the East Wing for him to live in.The lights in the main room were turned off early, and Master Dong did not leave.Qin Meixiang made two balls of cotton and plugged her ears.

A good night's sleep.

When I opened my eyes in the morning, I fell asleep.When I went out, I saw Yang Qinghan straightening Master Dong's collar at the door, with a half-smirk on his face.Master Dong left, Yang Qinghan twisted her waist, yawned and entered the room.Qin Meixiang chased after her: "Master..."

Yang Qinghan had a good complexion on his face, but he couldn't open his eyes, and said lazily, "What's wrong?"

"Do you have a winter coat that's not too eye-catching for me to wear..."

Yang Qinghan squinted at him: "Go wear that cloak of yours, no one will tell you about you." He reached out to cut his hair, and brought over a scent of powder, "Clean up your face before going out, don't worry. Let it go." It’s the end that’s called the finale.”

It was snowing heavily outside, and after dawdling for a while before going out, it was a bit late when I arrived at the Xinxin Tea House.Before entering the door, I heard someone say: "...Boss Qin has passed away now. Who would have thought that at the beginning, he thought he could be red for a long time like his master, Boss Yang..."

"It's so easy. There are so many opera singers, and it's his luck to be popular for a few years. Besides, working hard on stage is not as easy as laying money on the bed..."

Qin Meixiang paused, unable to believe that these respectable people speak ill of others behind their backs.

There are also dubious ones: "I heard that I'm just sick, and I'll be back in a few days."

"Hey, it sounds nice... What do you think, Boss He?"

He Cuixian's voice was flat: "I can't say for sure, it's up to him." He chuckled and sipped his tea: "I also feel tired sometimes. But there's nothing I can do about it. We have to be fair. "The implication is that Qin Meixiang is sorry for the audience.

Immediately someone agreed.In his early years, He Cuixian refused to leave the stage even with a high fever because he wanted to be strong. He has always been regarded as a model of dedication, and he has always been proud of it.Others can't compare to him in this point, so he can only be ridiculed and beaten.

Qin Meixiang was hesitating, when Xie Mengquan's voice sounded behind her: "Hey, Xiang Guaner is here. Are you feeling better?"

Qin Meixiang turned her head and saluted him: "Everything is fine. I haven't asked you yet, old man."

Xie Mengquan waved his hand: "Same as usual. Come on, let's go in together."

As soon as the two of them entered the arena, there was silence nearby, and everyone around turned to look at him.The gossipers at the table by the door were somewhat uncomfortable, while others were full of disdain.He Cuixian looked Qin Meixiang up and down, fixed his eyes on his cloak, then Shi Shiran got up, nodded to him reservedly, and went to the front table.

Qin Meixiang looked up and understood why he sat back.Because Ye Xiaodie was sitting at the front with Commissioner Tian.Qin Meixiang looked over, and Ye Xiaodie happened to look back.Today he is wearing an ivory silk and satin gown, with a scarlet brocade inlaid fur waistcoat with gold trim rolled over his head, with snow-white fur exposed on the collar and hem.He was originally born gorgeous, and this kind of attire made his whole face look pink like pearls and jade.In contrast, although He Cuixian was as beautiful as others, but the clothes were too elegant and clean, so she was compared to others.

Qin Meixiang looked at herself in black fox fur with melancholy, and sighed silently.Although he is not very happy to compete with others in the ostentation, but dressed like this, he is suspected of being a bumpkin.In comparison, he is not as clean as Cuixian.

And he didn't expect that these two fuel-efficient lamps were still there today.One is already difficult, let alone a pair.He didn't want to get involved in these contentious matters, so he pulled Xie Mengquan to find a seat on the side, and happened to see Lin Erye waving to him, so he sat down along the way.

Lin Erye is almost seventy this year, and he is also a fan of Qin Dang's drama.He is a literati, and his way of admiring others is mainly to write play books for Qin Meixiang.Qin Meixiang had always respected him very much.Long time no see, we chatted quietly as soon as we sat down.Second Master Lin had greeted Xie Mengquan, and offered treasures to Qin Meixiang like an old child: "I saved two more good notebooks for you. He Cuixian came to see me, but I didn't show him! Come back and take a look, let's get rid of it. Let’s put on a new play and make sure it’s popular.”

Lin Erye was born as a Jinshi in the former dynasty.The ability to write operas is nothing to say, but he is not very good at keeping his body and singing.Therefore, there are also things that are obviously a good book, but the audience does not like things after they come on stage.Qin Meixiang sang his plays, and they were both popular and smashed.So I can only listen to half of what this master said.But Qin Meixiang still smiled sincerely: "Then I will thank you, you haven't forgotten me."

Second Master Lin waved his hand: "How can it be? I don't believe a single word of those bastard rumors that are spread outside. Theater fans can't leave you, so how can you be willing to leave us..."

The two were chatting in a low voice, when Qin Meixiang moved out of the corner of her eye and saw a handsome boy beside He Cuixian looking sideways at him, while whispering something in He Cuixian's ear.Xie Mengquan also saw it, and sneered: "It's true now, any cat or dog can be popular."

Qin Meixiang asked doubtfully, "That one is..."

"He Cuixian's junior brother is called Yang Yinxian. He became popular before he graduated from the department, and now the whole city is chasing him. It's just a matter of a month or two."

It's not unusual for me to appear on stage after you sing.Qin Meixiang nodded: "Since he is Boss He's younger brother, I think he has some advantages. I don't know how he compares to my younger brother Hui Xiang."

Xie Mengquan said bluntly: "In my opinion, it's not as good as Huixiang. Huixiang was taught by Boss Cao himself, and his skills are nothing to say. It's just that he lacks praise. But it's good to sing down-to-earth, take your time bit by bit. He's still young It may not be a good thing for a teenager to become popular."

Xie Mengquan is someone who has experienced it, so he has his own reasons for speaking.Qin Meixiang was deeply convinced.

The stage finally started.President Qiu came to the stage dressed up.This play has gathered a lot of people, and the actors are all celebrity fanciers, and they will spend a round of ticketing addiction with this director who is enthusiastic about art.

Qin Meixiang watched it for a while, and felt that by the standards of fanciers, she sang really well.It's just that the workmanship is very average, which is also a common problem of fanciers.But support is still necessary, so following the cheers of the crowd, they also clapped their hands.

After finally finishing singing, Chief Qiu is still not satisfied.Relatives and friends in the audience followed suit: "Why don't you come out of Fenhe Bay again, that's your specialty."

Director Qiu felt itchy in his heart, but there was still a dilemma: "Who will come to Liu Yingchun?"

Everyone laughed and said: "It's not easy, the bosses are all here."

Because Ye Xiaodie sat closest to the stage, everyone looked at him.But I saw him showing embarrassment: "It's Xiaodie's honor to be able to play a play with President Qiu. It's just that I was born as a Hua Dan, so I inevitably fell short in this play. Boss He has always worked in Tsing Yi, so why not... ..."

In fact, they are good actors of this level, singing with fanciers is like playing house with children, it is quite boring.Especially in the face of fanciers with such an identity.If you sing too well, you will offend people for no reason; if you sing too badly, you will ruin your own reputation.

Why didn't He Cuixian know that what Ye Xiaodie threw over was a hot potato, so he smiled and said, "Since Boss Ye said so, I shouldn't have declined. It's just that I saw Boss Qin coming over today, thinking that he hasn't spoken for a long time..."

Mr. Qiu is so shrewd. He looks a little ugly for such perfunctory perfunctory.But he was very aware of his weight, so he looked around, and his eyes fell on Yang Yinxian: "I don't know where Boss Qin is sitting... How about, Boss Yang go out with me?"

Yang Yinxian was in the limelight, this invitation couldn't be more appropriate.Yang Yinxian was suddenly selected, and immediately felt that she had a lot of face, so she hurriedly responded, and hurriedly went to the backstage to dress up.

He Cuixian forced a smile, met Ye Xiaodie's eyes, and turned their heads away.This secret battle ended with He Cuixian's defeat.

Qin Meixiang escaped, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.Fortunately, there were many famous actors present today, and he didn't show much in it, so this little episode passed quickly.

Yang Yinxian's Liu Yingchun was just like that, but the stage knew how to cooperate and cover up, covering up President Qiu's shortcomings.In the end, Ping An An finished singing, and got big applause.Director Qiu was very happy, and deliberately praised this young boy, praised him without reason, and asked him to do something good again.

Yang Yinxian wanted to show off his skills, so he chose a discount from the Legend of the White Snake.This part of the play is sung second, mainly because the figure of the water sleeves takes a lot of effort.The applause from the audience came one after another, but many famous actors didn't look very good.Without it, Yang Yinxian was young and energetic, and only wanted to show off, breaking a taboo in the troupe.Because the version he played was rearranged by Yang Qinghan in the early years, and now it is Qin Meixiang's specialty.Although Yang Yinxian is also surnamed Yang, he has nothing to do with Yang Qinghan.Stealing this kind of thing, no one said anything in private.But there are still serious heirs of the family, and if they openly perform it, it means to challenge others in public.

No matter how good Qin Meixiang was, she couldn't help but change her face.

Ye Xiaodie turned her head and glanced at Qin Meixiang, gloating a bit.He Cuixian stared fixedly at the stage without moving.After the show was over, the audience applauded for a long time.Yang Yinxian came down from the stage full of ambition, seeing Qin Meixiang's face, his face was even more arrogant.President Qiu laughed: "Boss Yang is really a young talent, and this water sleeve can be called a masterpiece."

When the host speaks like this, no one else will respond.But I heard Ye Xiaodie's sweet voice, she seemed to smile unintentionally and said: "I don't know what is the relationship between this kung fu of Junior Brother Yinxian and Boss Yang Qinghan?"

He is knowingly asking.President Qiu couldn't figure out the complicated relationship between them in the troupe, and thought that Yang Qinghan was Yang Yinxian's elder of the same clan.Yang Yinxian only cared about showing off, and didn't think deeply about it. Now that he realized that he had made a mistake, he had to answer vaguely: "It's nothing..."

Chief Qiu was aroused with another interest: "I also invited Boss Yang today, I don't know what he thinks of this play..." As he spoke, he looked back and saw Qin Meixiang: "Yo, Boss Qin."

Qin Meixiang had already calmed down, stood up, bowed to President Qiu, and said softly, "My teacher is getting old, and it's inconvenient to walk in winter, so he specially sent me here to celebrate President Qiu's birthday." Then she took out the birthday gift she had prepared , is a famous picture of flowers, birds, pine and cranes.President Qiu declined and accepted it, jokingly said, "Your master's gift has arrived, what about yours?"

Qin Meixiang smiled: "I don't have a long body, I only have one skill to offer."

President Qiu grew interested: "Then act quickly."

Qin Meixiang immediately went backstage.As soon as he entered, he asked the person behind him for a one-foot-two sleeve.Normally, the water sleeves for Danjiao are no more than three feet five feet long, and the longer ones are seven feet long. How can they be one foot two feet?In the end, I only found an old water jacket with one foot long sleeves, which was barely enough.

Qin Meixiang chatted with the band master for a while, took a breath, and went to the stage.

The opening stage was the Legend of the White Snake performed by Yang Yinxian just now.There was an immediate uproar in the audience.Qin Meixiang was unmoved, she just swung her sleeves up and down.The ancients said, long-sleeved and good at dancing.As for the kung fu of water sleeves, as long as the skill is mastered, the longer it is, the better it will be.Qin Meixiang's water sleeves were twice as long as Yang Yinxian's, and she was judged for her kung fu.The audience gradually became quiet, and after a while, the tune of Huqin changed from Legend of the White Snake to Chang'e Flying to the Moon.Qin Meixiang has a graceful figure and flowing sleeves.The two zhang-long snow sleeves move around like a swimming dragon, suddenly like flowing clouds, sometimes like haze, really like flying clothes, like a fairy.

The people on the stage seemed to be going away with the wind, and everyone in the audience was dazzled.When the music disappeared, the people in the hall came back to their senses, and the cheers seemed to topple the roof.

Qin Meixiang stood up and bowed to the audience, then walked off the stage.

As soon as he left the front desk, he collapsed.Mainly hand pain.The hooking, lifting, supporting, and pulling of the water sleeve kung fu all rely on different fingers. He stretched the water sleeve by a foot, and the fabric was more than twice as heavy as usual, so the fingers were very strenuous.The stiffness and pain in his fingers has never healed. After this round, he could hardly move his ten fingers.But on this occasion, he was not allowed to rest, so he covered his hands a little, changed his clothes and went out.

Chief Qiu was indeed extremely enthusiastic.He took Qin Meixiang's hand and praised him non-stop.Qin Meixiang was forced to socialize, laughing until her face ached.After all, he started performing other things on the stage again, so he found an excuse to go out.

It was not warm in the teahouse, he only had a long gown on his body, so he had no choice but to pick up the unsuitable but very warm cloak and put it on again, and walked out quietly.Before reaching the door, there was a pause in the footsteps.

Xu Pingshan came here at some point, leaning against the door, staring at him with green eyes.

Qin Meixiang's heart shuddered, and when she passed him, she was stopped.The bandit took advantage of the fact that everyone else was watching the show in the hall, and blew hot air into his ear openly, with a malicious voice: "Boss Qin, you made it easier for me to find you."