However, today's events were confusing. He and Eighth Master Qi felt that it was not easy to deal with one of them.
As for Eighth Master Qi, seeing that things were getting out of hand, he found an excuse to leave.
Lord Zhang didn't make things difficult for him. He knew Eighth Master Qi's character.
Forcibly locking up a man was not what he wanted.
"The iron coffin, the ox hair needles, and the ring are obviously evidence left behind by the second master's seniors.”
"It represents their participation in this matter.”
"Sigh, it's just that these skills have been lost. They're all the skills of our ancestors!”
Wu Zixu sighed.
Lord Zhang also felt the same way.
In recent years, Westernized education was very powerful, especially after the new president took office.
It was even more westernized.
The long-winded old ancestor's craftsmanship had gradually been lost.
Of course, most of them were eliminated.
Others were slowly forgotten because they were too difficult to learn.
There were also some who wanted to learn from Xiao Rizi. Following Xiao Rizi had become a trend.
At this moment, in the makeup room of Pear Garden.
Er Yuehong was putting on makeup.
The people below the stage were patiently waiting for Second Master to go on stage to sing.
Second Master used an eyebrow pencil to trace his eyebrows.
As she was drawing, the eyebrow pencil in her hand suddenly stopped.
He stared at himself in the mirror thoughtfully.
At this moment, a group of people came to the pear garden.
The person who greeted them knew that they were not ordinary people and quickly greeted them.
"Gentlemen, inside, private seats!”
"This way please!"
The few of them looked at the surrounding environment and were obviously disdainful." What kind of lousy place is this?”
The waiter smiled apologetically and quickly served tea.
"Master, sit!"
"Master, here, the Biluochun from the Spring Pavilion is good…"
The leader took a sip of tea and spat it out." What lousy thing is this? Can this lousy tea be drunk?!”
At this moment.
The show had begun.
Er Yue Hong walked up the stage.
When the people below the stage saw Second Master appear, they all applauded!
Second Master began to act.
"Ever since me."
"As Your Majesty wishes."
"Eastern Expedition and Western War!"
At this moment, outside the pear garden.
Lord Zhang's car had just stopped when Er Yuehong started to speak.
According to the rules of Pear Garden Hang 'er, no one was allowed to enter.
At this moment, Wu Zixu was also basking in the glory of Lord Zhang.
If it was any other time, he definitely wouldn't even be able to enter the door now.
The guests below the stage were all from Changsha and were very familiar with each other.
While eating fruits and peaches, they laughed and listened to the conversation. Occasionally, they would comment and chat.
In the middle of the seats was a table that had been left for Lord Zhang all year round.
Wu Zixu sat down and smiled.
Er Yuehong was indeed a famous actress of Peking opera. Just these few lines of " Farewell My Concubine " were enough to make people feel sorry for her.
Yuji followed Chu Bawang and fought everywhere. She never left him. The taste of life and death came out in just a few words.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
"Stop singing, stop singing."
"What the hell is this song!"
"You're babbling."
"It sounds depressing."
"Oh, right."
"Isn't the most famous thing in Hunan the Flower Drum Show?”
"Come, sing a few songs for me.”
"Sing, what are you waiting for?”
"If I let you sing, you can sing a part and you'll have plenty of money.”
"Hurry up and sing."
"Hurry up and sing for me."
At this moment, a burly man in a leather coat slammed the table and cursed.
Wu Zixu frowned.
He knew about the story of this bastard named Golden Leopard.
He was duty-bound to help those lackeys who had a small life and a small life!
Today was!
In the future!
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