“Puff…”
The sound of piercing flesh came suddenly, and it seemed particularly abrupt in the silent space.
His brows furrowed fiercely, and an unbearable pain came from his heart. The man first lowered his eyes slowly in disbelief, and his gaze fell on the hilt of the sword.
The long sword had pierced his heart, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Then, a streak of bright red suddenly fell to the ground. The next moment, the whole person fell straight down.
Eyes wide open.
Wei Jian walked forward with a cold face and closed his eyes. As he stood up, he pulled out his sword.
In an instant, a small stream of blood spurted out from the wound, and in the blink of an eye, the original color of the clothes was dyed dark red.
Wei Jian held a long sword, like a Shura in the dark night.
After scanning the people around him, he looked at the eunuch in charge and said word by word, "If you don't dare to bear the consequences, I will!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head and waved his hand, "Take them all away, don't let any of them go."
It took a while for the eunuch in charge to react, and he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
"Master Wei, please give me some advice. What should we do with this vacant place?" The eunuch in charge sighed lightly, his facial features twisted together.
"I have a solution!"
A charming and seductive voice suddenly came from outside the door.
The people in the inner room all turned sideways to look, and what caught their eyes was a woman in goose yellow clothes. The hairpins on her temples hung down naturally, and the dots of pearls and jade made her skin look whiter than snow.
She just stood there, and everything behind her seemed to be automatically ignored.
The eunuch in charge frowned, "Who is this girl?"
Meng Youning was already suffering from a cough and couldn't run fast.
When the two came, after a brief discussion, Meng Youning decided to let Sang Luan go first.
"Madam Feng." Wei Jian said calmly, "You can trust me."
The eunuch in charge was stunned. "Confer the title of Madam? Confer the title of Madam on which one?"
The next moment, I suddenly realized, oh, it’s that Madam Feng.
His expression finally softened a bit, a smile on his face. "You just said you had a solution?"
Sang Luan nodded slightly, "That's right, as long as you do as I say, there will be absolutely no problem."
The eunuch in charge's eyes suddenly lit up, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, "Please save me, young lady."
"Let me ask you, what kind of opera is Fu Shengxian best at?" Sang Luan glanced at the eunuch in charge. "Have you ever thought about why His Majesty prefers to listen to Fu Shengxian, when there are so many people who love to sing in Shengjing?"
The eunuch in charge gritted his teeth and said, "This..."
Seeing his puzzled expression, Sang Luan stopped keeping him in suspense.
Everyone in the palace follows the emperor's orders. When the emperor says he wants to hear Fu Sheng Xian sing a song, the people below naturally think that the emperor only likes the actors in Fu Sheng Xian.
But since I like listening to music, I don’t care who sings the song. What I care about is what song the person on the stage sings and whether he or she can express the meaning of the song.
The eunuch in charge said: "Your Majesty likes to listen to Huangmei Opera. This type of music can only be found in Fu Sheng Xian."
Sang Luan smiled brightly, "That's easy, isn't it? All we have to do is find someone who can sing Huangmei Opera, right?"
After he finished speaking, the eunuch in charge's expression changed, and he said with a bitter face, "You say it's easy, but how can you say it's that easy to find? It will take more than ten years of practice, and it will be exposed as soon as it goes on stage."
"Don't be anxious." Sang Luan sighed, "What if there is such a person?"
The eunuch in charge frowned so hard that he could pinch a fly to death. Suddenly he thought of something and a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, "Could it be that you can do it?"
Sang Luan shook her head readily, "I can't."
The next moment, a cold voice sounded outside the door again, "I will."
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman in pink clothes suddenly appear in their sight.
"You again?" The eunuch in charge looked suspicious.
"Crown Princess." Sang Luan explained to him patiently.
After he finished speaking, the eunuch in charge was shocked. What happened today? First, Lord Wei brought people to tell him that there was an assassin in the troupe, then the Prime Minister's wife also came, and now even the Crown Prince's wife came.
He quickly bowed to Meng Youning and said respectfully, "This servant didn't know the Crown Prince's Consort had arrived. I deserve to die."
Meng Youning waved her hand casually, her red lips parted, "No problem, I just heard you guys were talking about looking for someone who can sing Huangmei Opera. Coincidentally, I know a little bit."
Sang Luan smiled. Meng Youning has loved opera since childhood and is also talented in this area. She has left many of her peers behind.
For her, singing on stage would be a piece of cake.
"The Crown Prince's Consort is truly multi-talented." A look of embarrassment crossed the face of the eunuch in charge. "But if the time comes..."
He didn't say the rest, but everyone understood what he meant.
It's nothing more than not wanting to take responsibility, and doubting Meng Youning's singing skills.
Meng Youning did not hesitate and performed a piece on the spot. Her voice was delicate, her tone was gentle and melodious, and her emotions were sincere and moving.
Just from one sentence, you can tell that this is not something that anyone can sing.
"How?" Meng Youning raised an eyebrow. "Is this feasible?"
The eunuch in charge immediately felt relieved and nodded quickly, "Okay, okay, that's great."
He paused and tentatively said, "They originally prepared a song called 'The Fairy Couple'. I wonder if the Crown Prince's Consort can sing this song?"
Meng Youning nodded, "Okay."
The eunuch in charge felt as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help crying with joy.
He murmured softly, "It's saved, it's saved now."
At the same time, everyone in the troupe had their faces cleaned and were brought before Wei Jian.
Wei Jian's eyes narrowed, and he clenched his right hand into a palm and hit one of them hard on the shoulder.
Then came the second, the third...
There was a sudden wailing in the house.
The looks in these people's eyes told him that they were definitely more than just singers.
There wouldn't be such strong resentment and anger in the singer's eyes.
After slapping everyone in Fushengxian on the shoulders, a look of disappointment flashed across Wei Jian's face.
At this moment, the troupe members had taken off their outer robes, leaving only their inner clothes and pants, which were only a thin layer and could not hide anything at all.
Wei Jian snorted coldly and walked slowly in front of the few people, "I wonder how long you can endure this."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person in front of him suddenly jumped up and roared, his eyes glaring, "You lackey of the dog emperor, I will fight you to the death!"
Then he rushed straight towards Wei Jian, his eyes fell on the long sword, and reached out to grab it.
The next moment, Wei Jian kicked him to the ground, and he spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
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