Don’t Be a Kept Man

The Xiao family is a big family in Yancheng. The gold bricks and silver bricks are paved one by one, and they can pile up Qujiang Road. The business is spread in all directions, and it can be described as a wealthy local. Master Xiao was young and romantic, and married aunt Qibafang, who had a lot of offspring under his knees, but unfortunately, he kicked his legs early, leaving only the big family business.

There are more than a dozen young masters in the Xiao family. Good and bad births are uneven. But in terms of bastard, there is no better than the last sixteenth master Xiao Fengwu. He is born with a surly temper, but his mouth is sweet, so he can't see the teeth of the ancestors in the family, so he is brother. The sisters are the most favored, relying on the backing of Old Lady Xiao, doing a lot of catching the blind.

In the early years, Xiao Fengwu had learned how to raise male pets, and he gathered an actor by his side, lingering around day and night, and couldn’t live without him for a moment. He even demolished his archway and built a magnificent stage. People were happy, stared at Old Lady Xiao with an angry beard, and punished him to kneel in the ancestral shrine all night.

In the realm of Yancheng, this move is like the Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty building a golden house to hide Gillian, and the king of Zhou piled up the deer terrace with a bright pearl. It is so proud that ordinary people can't imagine it. How could the old lady Xiao still not kill this prodigal thing? A little actor, no matter how expensive it is, it is no more expensive than Chen Ajiao, no matter how beautiful it is but Su Daji, it is really not worth it.

It's a pity that Master Sixteen is born with rebelliousness. The less others let him do anything, he will do what he will do. The more others will not let him pet the little actor, he will want to hold people up high. It's not a long memory after dozens of times.

At that time, the eldest daughter of the Xu family, Xu Chengbi, had been obsessed with Xiao Fengwu for many years. She bluntly said that he would not marry. When she was in her boudoir, she abruptly became an old girl. Seeing him like this, she was so angry that she almost shaved her home and washed her face with tears all day long. Also married a good man.

Fortunately, Master Sixteen also let go of the actor, and Yancheng never heard of this character...

The Xiao family was a pharmacist, and his ancestors practiced medicine for generations. I heard that they were the imperial doctors in the imperial city, but this generation has already retired. The family moved from Shangjing to Yancheng and settled down in Yancheng, where they lived by buying and selling medicinal materials and seeing doctors for others.

A few days ago, the son of the prefect’s family had a bad illness. Uncle Xiao was ordered to see the illness. Whoever thought of giving the wrong prescription, the young man was almost gone for half of his life, so he hung his breath with the old ginseng. The prefect was furious. Put him directly into prison.

Fortune Wushuang is coming, and misfortunes do not come singly. At this time, someone disclosed in a secret letter that the Xiao family was selling a large amount of smoke and soil for private wealth. The prefect took the yakuza to ransack the house. As expected, hundreds of boxes of smoke and soil were found in the medicine warehouse, far exceeding the number prescribed by the court law.

Uncle Xiao was unlucky at this time. He was the treasurer of the medicine hall. He couldn't get rid of the relationship. Seeing that the catastrophe was approaching, the grandfather Xiao was also shocked in the year of his destiny. He had no choice but to sue him with a cane. Baoxin Dan saved the life of the prefect young son, and this gave the whole family a chance to survive.

Later, Uncle Xiao introduced the beheading of the Caishikou, and all his family property was confiscated. The old man was hit hard and couldn't get up in his chest at a single breath. He also drove west. The prestigious Xiao family has now fallen, died dead, scattered. The house is full of masters and servants running away, for fear of implicating themselves.

In the early spring of March, the city was full of wind, Xiao Fengwu sat cross-legged on the railing outside a restaurant, still wearing a silver jade embroidered shirt, handsome, but the discerning people know that he is now a poor beggar. It's not as good as there is not even a place to stay.

"Shijuro! Why can't you sit outside the teahouse, it's so bleak, brother, how about I invite you to have a bowl of water and wine?"

Those who have that good thing deliberately stepped forward to insult him. He used to call him Sixteen Lords, but now he is called Sixteen Lang. It is like a knife enclosed in an ice sheath. It is cold and fierce, and a mouth can scrape half a catty of flesh.

Xiao Fengwu grinned back and raised his eyes with interest, and stood up against the pillar with his arms folded. The cloud boots embroidered with mountain-tusks and sea water patterns lightly kicked, and the egg-sized stone at his feet swished with a cracking sound. He hit the man's mouth impartially, but he snorted while covering his mouth, and when he lowered his hand, all of his teeth were "cut off" with blood and saliva.

Xiao Fengwu laughed and raised his hem. He stepped on the railing like a bandit with one foot, arrogantly not cut by half: "Well, do you want to ask Grandpa for a drink?"

The good guy wanted to rush to beat him up, but he really deplored his teeth, pointed at him and slurred a few words, and went to the doctor in a hurry.

At this time, a young man in a green shirt came out of the crowd, looking badly at Xiao Fengwu, with hostility in his eyes: "Xiao Fengwu, I thought that Mrs. Xiao would drive to the west, and your temperament would be somewhat restrained. Unexpectedly, you will become stronger. If you have no control over your hair, do you still think you are the former Xiao Fengwu?"

There is no sarcasm in the last question.

Xiao Fengwu patted the corners of his robe, lowered his legs, and took a closer look at the man, then he was even more happier: "What a good day is this, and two of them are here. It turns out that it is Prince Tang, disrespectful and disrespectful. After you got married, this nosy problem has not changed!"

Xiao Fengwu said: "Don't say that my grandfather is driving Hexi, even if you die with a kick on your legs one day, Grandpa Tang will still be the same virtue, and you won't be able to change it in this life."

Everyone screamed in their hearts, dogs can't change eating shit!

Tang Shejiang said that he had a deep relationship with Xiao Fengwu. Xiao Fengwu went out with his caravan to meet the world. Unexpectedly, when he was traveling in the mountains, he saw a gang of bandits who insulted a good family woman and rescued him. He didn't expect to get a peach blossom debt.

The woman who was rescued was Xu Chengbi, Miss Xu’s family. She went up to worship Buddha and was robbed by mountain bandits. After this incident, she secretly promised Xiao Fengwu, but the flowers were intentional, and the flowing water was merciless. After waiting for a few years, she could not influence that. With a heart of iron and stone, he became discouraged, and only then married Tang Shejiang, which is considered a loving couple.

Youdao is a rival in love, and he is extremely jealous. Tang Shejiang has been admiring Xu Chengbi for a long time. Although he finally got his wish to marry into the house, his spirit is hard to get at. The only way is that Xiao Fengwu is worse than the smelly stone in the pit, and ordinary people have undergone tremendous changes. Even if he cried, he was fine, playing for fun all day, without any intention of repentance.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, everyone also dispersed.

A woman with her wife's hair bun walked out of the rouge shop together with the maid. The skirt was plunging on the floor, pavilions and pavilions were graceful, and she walked to Tang Shejiang's side: "My husband, you have already picked the powder, let's go home. "

After Xu Chengbi finished speaking, he saw Xiao Fengwu on the side. He thought that he must be haggard and desperate at the moment, but he looked at him as usual. He was still the rich and noble son who did not stick to the dust and could take people's minds away while talking and laughing.

Xiao Fengwu smiled and said, "Mrs. Tang, how are you doing these days?"

Xu Chengbi almost broke a silver tooth in secret, and stared at him coldly: "No matter how bad it is, it's better now. I want to open my eyes to God, but didn't you let those **** get away with me! The Sixteenth Lord should take care of yourself!"

Tang Shejiang was most afraid of the intersection between the two of them. Hearing this, he didn't care about the secret sarcasm with Xiao Fengwu, and quickly took Xu Chengbi away.

Xiao Fengwu sat down again and continued leaning on the pillar to bask in the sun.

The uncle who sells sesame cakes glanced at him and said with a smile: "Sixteen Lang, haven't eaten in two days, aren't you hungry? Your Xiao family is also rich in wealth, and there is no close friend to help. a bit."

Those who have come these days are those who have fallen into trouble.

Hearing this, Xiao Fengwu sighed faintly, clutching his stomach, not knowing whether he was feeling hungry in his stomach or feeling that he had failed in life.

The catkins were flying in the air. This is called the March Snow in Yancheng. Xiao Fengwu drew out the fan from his waist and slapped it twice. Suddenly, he saw many pedestrians running towards one place, not knowing what it was to join in the fun.

The uncle who sells sesame biscuits picked up the burden and prepared to leave. Xiao Fengwu said, "What are you going to do? I haven't smelled enough sesame seeds."

The uncle said: "Today, there is boss Qin's play in Shengde Building. He is a rare performer. Don't miss it. Even though I have no money, the old man, I can hear a sound outside the station.

Recently, Yancheng has a new famous character. The song "The Peony Pavilion" is rich in romance, the drama is tactful, the lingering sound is endless for three days, the famous pear garden, known as Qin Mingyue, the owner of Qin, although only a puppet performing arts, it is even more shocking. Most of them are dignitaries who spend money in favor.

Seeing that the street was mostly empty, Xiao Fengwu was completely happy. At this moment, a sedan chair passed by, half of the curtain was lifted by a slender hand, impartially facing the person sitting outside the teahouse.

"Master Sixteen, haven't seen him for a long time..."

The human voice in the sedan chair was like a pearl and jade, with a bit of frost and snow, not cheesy. It was a wonderful voice.

Xiao Fengwu heard the sound and opened his eyes quickly, but the man had already lowered the curtain, and he couldn't get a glimpse of his face. A qiong tree was planted next to the teahouse, with a branch full of flowers hanging over his head. Xiao Fengwu raised his hand and folded. When hitting the sedan curtain, the rustle fell all over, and when the wind blew, the flowers flew like rain.

With a little strength, the flower branch flew in, wiping the small window of the car curtain, and the curtain was raised and lowered. In a hurry, only a pair of stunning phoenix eyes were seen.

The person in the sedan seemed to be smiling: "I still have important things to do, so I will come back to remember the old days."

As soon as the palm of the hand was closed, he pinched the jade flower into a pulp.

Xiao Fengwu felt familiar, but couldn't remember who it was for a while. He sat back slowly in a daze. He looked up and saw that the sedan chair had gone far. He turned over and jumped off the railing and followed up, all the way to the outside of Shengde Building, blocked by the crowd. Don't go, then stop.

Outside were piles of flower cards, and all of them were given away—Qin Mingyue.

Qin Mingyue,

Qin Mingyue...

Xiao Fengwu chewed these three words carefully, and finally remembered something. He gently knocked the palm of his hand with the fan handle, his expression changed several times, and finally calmed down again, with a little playfulness in his eyes.

Inside, the civil and martial arts venues were all ready. With the sound of the theater, the noisy crowd fell silent. Xiao Fengwu didn't love this babbling drama before. He only felt that it was boring. After listening to it for a long time, he didn't understand what it was talking about. I would rather ask The storyteller under the bridge came to tell the story.

With nothing to do left or right, he listened attentively, and after the second half, he sang a song "The Peony Pavilion", and he was in Zaolao robe.

"It turns out that the colorful flowers bloomed all over the place, like this, they are all ruined by the broken well, and the beautiful day and the sky are beautiful. Whose family is happy..."

...

"Chaofeimujuan, Yunxia Cuixuan, rainy wind film, smoke and wave painting boat, what Jinping people are looking at..."

This period of melody is mellow, and the voice is constantly cut off, which coincides with the word "the most sultry" in "Lazy Thrush". It is unforgettable after a visit, and then the lover is long, and it is hard to stop. Xiao Fengwu heard the drama, The brows were frowned and loosened, and I didn't know how much the taste was.

There were many female guests in the crowd. Xiao Fengwu only felt that there was a scent of powder beside him. When he looked sideways, he was a delicate girl with a bit of beauty. He hadn't spoken yet, and asked sheepishly about the convenience: "But Xiao Fengwuxiao Son?"

The Sixteenth Master has a good picture. When the Xiao family was in its prime, the girl who wanted to marry him could line up from the bridge to the end of the bridge. Even if the Xiao family fell, there were still some admirers who wanted to come, but unfortunately, he had a habit of breaking sleeves and treated women. not interested.

Xiao Fengwu said with a grin: "I can't afford a girl, but now I am in a downturn, no more than before."

The sound of the fan in his hand is a precious Su fan. The big bone is carved with red sandalwood and plum blossoms are inlaid with gold wire. The small bone is carved with a hundred characters of blessing in different fonts. , But a picture of a beautiful woman, painted by Zhang Daoqian himself.

Probably the only valuable thing on Xiao Fengwu's body.

The girl straightened her eyes, then pinched her veil to block her smile: "Don't hide your son, I am also a life-threatening person. My parents have died since I was a child, and the stumbling has grown to this day, but I still live a full life."

With her wide sleeves covering her, she quietly twisted the corners of Xiao Fengwu's cuffs with her two fingers, and lowered her head and said, "Last year, the son passed by on the boat on the top of the Qujiang Lake, standing on the bow, with boundless grace and admiration. Of..."

The second half of her speech was suddenly interrupted by the deafening cheers inside. It turned out that the song was finished and Boss Qin had finished singing. Those fanciers threw the silver bills and pouch jade pendant on the stage. It was really full of colors. See Xiao Fengwu. After applauding, he threw the fan in his hand across the crowd, and threw it onto the stage. It landed unbiasedly at the feet of that Danjiao.

The girl's face changed slightly when she saw it, and she took a step back. Xiao Fengwu recovered her mind and took her hand: "Where is the girl, I heard what I said earlier. I never thought I was a waste person, and I can win the heart of a beautiful woman. I will definitely... …"

The girl tossed her sleeves away, and her attitude went cold for no reason: "The son is joking, and the concubine is living in the brothel, she dare not climb high."

It turned out to be a brothel woman, no wonder the blue sky and white sun dare to whisper to the man.

Xiao Fengwu shyly refused to let go: "You and I are half a catty, Xiao Mou does not dislike it."

"Dislike?" The girl's willow eyebrows were erect, and she was a bit more savage. "Since ancient times, I laughed at the poor but not at the prostitution. Although I am cheap, I can support myself. Unlike you, I can't hold my shoulders and I can't carry them. If you want to starve to death on the street, why do you dislike me?"

After speaking, he took a close look at his skin and said with a smile but a smile: "I can't say we can meet again at Cuiyun Pavilion!"

Cuiyun Pavilion is the largest kiln site in Yancheng. There are girls and young ladies. She is insinuating that Xiao Fengwu will live by betraying her hue in the future and cursing people without dirty words.

Xiao Fengwu slapped his palm: "Oh, good idea, I'm afraid I will steal the girl's business."

"Pooh!"

The girl took a sip and left.

At the backstage of Shengde Building, Qin Mingyue was sitting in front of the mirror and unloading the ink from her face. The child picked it up with the gift of throwing the guests onto the stage, filled it with trays, and said softly: "Boss Qin, this is today's color."

There are gold, silver and jade, and there are also strings of Dongzhu chains. Xu was thrown up by the official wife. It only has a fan. It looks nondescript. The corners are rounded. I think it is a favorite that I often play with, and the carving is fine. Unusual thing.

Most of the actors are children from poor families or untouchables. They learned art from a young age. They lived and died from the command of the teacher. They started from doing chores. They waited for the master to eat and drink. They practiced basic skills, singing, reading, doing, and proofing. Often before they became famous, they were sold to the homes of high-ranking officials and dignitaries. They were just a gadget in the eyes of others.

The child looked at Qin Mingyue with envious eyes, but when he saw his pair of phoenix eyes with all charm, the fan suddenly widened when he saw the fan, his sleeve was angrily waved, and all the gold and silver ingots fell to the ground. The handle fan was slammed into the hand, almost breaking.

The fan opened with a bang, and underneath was Zhang Daoqian's seal, and there was a signature. In what year and month, it was presented to Fengwu brother Yazheng.

Xiao Fengwu!

After many years, I thought the past was like smoke, but a fan would easily mess up his mind.

With ruthlessness in Qin Mingyue's eyes, she stubbornly pinched her trembling hand, her limbs were filled with coldness, and her beautiful face was extremely pale, as if she had returned to the twelfth lunar month of winter.

"The Sixteenth Master said, go out of the house, go wherever you like, but don't show up in front of him."

"No! I don't believe it, you let me see him! Let me see Lord Sixteen!"

Someone sipped: "Believe it or not, the ninth-rate actor, really treats himself as a person."

The side door of Vermillion was closed by the servant, and he rushed to block it, his palm was trapped with blood flowing across the door, and then he was kicked into the snow with a fishy throat and blood was vomited.

He clutched his hand with the broken bone and crawled back again. He didn't believe it or believed it.

Kou Yujun’s most proud disciple was Qin Mingyue, who wanted to pass the mantle down to him. It was really helpless to be gathered by Xiao Fengwu. Later, the Xiao family sent someone to ask for Qin Mingyue’s deed. Kou Yujun asked him .

"If you are willing, I will give you a deed to sell it out. If you don't want it, I still have a bit of a face when I want to come. They won't grab it, just say that I lost it."

At that time, Qin Mingyue was still a teenager, with a green appearance, and a bit of a glimpse of the country, like a jade cast, he knelt on the ground and knocked three heads heavily before saying, "The disciple is not shameful, and you have fulfilled Master's expectations. Give my deed of selling to Master Sixteen."

Kou Yujun asked: "For the glory and wealth?"

Qin Mingyue's back was straight: "Not for money, for my own heart."

"I know my status is humble, and I didn't expect anything when I was sent to the Xiao family. My fate is like this. I should suffer from death or life. But I never thought that the Sixteenth Master treated me sincerely, and never treated me half way... …"

"I was ill, he was taking care of him in **** clothes. He was punished by the old man. He knelt in the rain all night and refused to say a word to me. He never angered me. I came from a poor family. How can I be born in this life? Don't ask for anything, just want to be with him for the rest of my life."

Kou Yujun looked at him, neither angry nor irritated. Finally, he sighed and hid his face and said, "It's all fate..."

Thinking about it now, this sentence contains too much emotion.

Ordinary people are penniless and fall ill in the snow. They should have died of freezing. Qin Mingyue was so hot that he was so confused that he almost broke his throat, but there was a fire in his heart, burning all his internal organs. In pain, he forced him to survive that winter.

The ink was wiped out, revealing that frosty and snowy face, Qin Mingyue hid the fan in her sleeve, and walked out of Shengde Building. The sky fell in the night, the bluestone slab was glowing with a faint cold light, and the famous shirt was sitting under the Qionghua tree. The boy in white, lazy, seems to be dozing off.

Qin Mingyue narrowed her expression, holding the fan with her hand behind her, her eyes were cold, and she walked over. She was in a very good figure, and the movements of raising her robe and corners were all beautiful, like a fairy.

"Why did Master Sixteen threw the fan? If you remember correctly, this is your favorite."

A piece of Qionghua fell on the tip of his nose, causing Xiao Fengwu to sneez. He opened his eyes and saw a face with a cold smile. After being taken aback, he raised his brow exaggeratedly, and then Gu Lu got up and couldn't help but pull it. The man's hand, in a surprised tone: "Mingyue?! It's really your Mingyue?! It's so hard for me to find you, I didn't expect it to be you!"

He took Qin Mingyue's hand and cried bitterly for a few breaths. It was almost sad to hear those crying. Fortunately, it's a meal now and there are no people on the street. Otherwise, I'm afraid they will all come to watch the show.

Qin Mingyue's face changed slightly when she heard the words, and she pulled her hand back, the smile on her face couldn't hold up, and her voice coldly said, "What does the Sixteenth Master mean?"

Xiao Fengwu was still crying. He didn't see him crying so badly even after his own grandfather died. He clenched Qin Mingyue's hand tightly, said something that was not true or false, and kept saying, "Mingyue, I killed you. I was useless. I was locked in the house by my grandfather for a serious illness. I didn’t know that he was looking for someone to send you there. No matter how I looked for it later, I didn’t find you. I thought you were dead.

His tears fell on Qin Mingyue's hand with an old wound, which made people shrink from the heat. Qin Mingyue pushed him away, shaking with anger, and reprimanded: "Nonsense!"

The footsteps refused to leave for half a minute, and his eyes were red.

Xiao Fengwu blocked his face with his sleeves, unable to see his expression clearly, then calmed down, wiped away tears, stopped crying, picked up the fan on the floor and handed it to him, and said to Qin Mingyue: "I know you still hate me, but I still have my sincere heart for you. Now, my grandfather is dead and the Xiao family is gone. The only fan I have is worth two dollars. It has been my favorite for many years. I just beg you to take it."

The fan was pressed in her hand, seeming to be extremely important, Qin Mingyue pressed her lips tightly, her wrists trembled, as if she wanted to ask something, but could not utter a word, staring at Xiao Fengwu motionlessly, her eyes seeming to pierce people's hearts. Want to see if he is lying.

Xiao Fengwu was a sick seedling. When he was a child, he got sick twice in three days. Since he was a child he learned martial arts and had not eaten for two days. Now he cried a lot, but felt that his whole body was weak and his face became pale. His body was shaking and he staggered. To the ground.

Qin Mingyue panicked and subconsciously reached out and supported him.

With cold palms, Xiao Fengwu lay on the ground pitifully, speaking weakly, and kept calling his name: "Mingyue...Mingyue..."

Then the voice gradually died down, as if fainted.

Qin Mingyue gritted her teeth in a calm manner. He didn't know whether it was hatred or something else. After hesitating for a while, he finally took Xiao Fengwu home and asked the doctor to treat him.

"It's okay, it's just qi and blood deficiency. You can recover by adding more water and rice."

Xiao Fengwu was lying on the bed with the curtains behind, raising his eyelids and looking outside. Who ever wanted to find a blue ball of light bouncing in the sky above him, his pupils shrank and his complexion changed slightly.

The blue ball of light spoke.

【Ding! The host is in good health, please remember to repay the medical expenses within three days, otherwise...]

The words are not exhausted.

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