This world is divided into high and low, noble and humble. And within each high and low, different high and low are re-divided. For example, in a small theater, there will be famous actors who are now well-known, and there will be unknown newcomers who are unknown and worse than slaves.
Yan Yiming is a newcomer who has just been in Meiyuan for two months.
In this era, although actors had a low status, both men and women had excellent looks, whether it was the domineering woman with phoenix eyes and long eyebrows, or the gentle and charming Yan Yiming.
No one would have thought that this stranger, who had always been timid and afraid to stand out, and whom no one even knew, would directly put down the teacup and say that he would try it himself.
This was unexpected and ridiculous to everyone. The most angry bright and beautiful woman was Yu Mei, the mainstay of the Plum Garden. Gradually, more and more people admired her, and even the master of Mei Garden had to give her some consideration. Today, she dressed up specially to meet Jian Yuxian but was driven out. How could she not be ashamed and angry?
Now, seeing a stranger she had never seen before, she was about to slap her, but she changed her mind and smiled, took her hand back, put the heavy nanmu tray in Yan Yiming's hand, and smiled, "Then I'll trouble you, sister."
"No trouble," Yan Yiming looked up at the beautiful woman and then turned and left. The women watched Yan Yiming walk towards the most luxurious Yanfei Hall in the Plum Garden, all of them mocking him in their hearts.
Even Yu Mei could be driven out, let alone a new actor who even they couldn't remember.
Master Jian is in such a bad mood today that no matter who you send up, they will be rejected and will be kicked out in less than half an hour. It would be better to wait here and watch the fun.
Yan Yiming held the teacup in his hand, with the delicate fragrance of Huangshan Maojian tea. When giving it to a nobleman of Jian Yuxian's status, the quality of the tea must have been the best.
Yan Yiming remembered while playing the game that Jian Yuxian’s favorite was the Huangshan towel.
"He is indeed a frequent visitor to the Plum Garden, and everyone here knows his preferences very well," said Yan Yiming.
Little Apple nodded, "Jian Yuxian's label is that he is a playboy."
The timeline of Jian Yuxian's card is a little later than Yan Yiming imagined. The time of this card is actually pushed back by nearly a year compared to the previous world.
Because the new task came too quickly, Yan Yiming did not have time to check everything that happened in the past year. He could only ask Little Apple as quickly as possible whether the reason why Jian Yuyan was so angry today was related to Jian Yuer? As long as it is related to Jian Yuer, Xiaopingguo can provide information about everything that happened.
As expected, the reason why Jian Yuxuan was in such a bad mood was really because of Jian Yuer.
Because of Nangong Xuan's matter, Jian Yuyan and Jian Xiang would never agree to Jian Yuer marrying Nangong Xuan, so Jian Yuer had a little more resentment towards Jian Yuyan.
Yan Yiming was a little surprised. The timeline was completely unfamiliar now. She didn't know what would happen. So when she found out that Jian Yu'er actually had negative emotions, she was inevitably a little surprised. "Isn't Jian Yu'er set to be a pure and kind little white lotus for ten thousand years? Is there something wrong with your system?"
"According to the original plot, there really isn't one," Xiao Pingguo was also helpless. In the original game, several male protagonists liked her, and only Jian Yuer could be picky, so how could she end up being chosen? Now because of Yan Yiming's incident, Nangong Xuan has completely lost Jian Yuer. Jian Yuer's psychology has changed and she is no longer under their control. "But there shouldn't be too much bias. Jian Yuer is the protagonist after all. Essentially speaking, she cannot be blackened," Xiaopingguo and Yan Yiming assured.
Nangong Xuan has always been a thorn in Jian Yuer's heart, and the longer time goes by, the deeper the thorn becomes. However, Jian Yuyan could never come up with a reason to stop her from marrying Nangong Xuan. As a result, the two siblings, who originally had a very good relationship, actually had a quarrel. Later, the relationship between Jian Yuer, the heroine who has never lacked romantic opportunities, and another male protagonist, Jiang Yi, who is now very successful in the officialdom, progressed by leaps and bounds.
Just this morning, Jian Yuxian found a folding fan next to Jian Yuer's pillow. There was a poem written on the fan. The beautiful handwriting praised by the current emperor and the elegant and affectionate words were so vivid that one could tell the meaning of the poem at a glance.
But Jian Yuer placed the folding fan on the bedside!
Jian Yuyan, whose brain was burned by jealousy, asked Jian Yuer who sent this gift.
Jian Yuer blushed as if she had broken something, and she blamed him with a little anger, "Brother, why did you rummage through my things?"
Jian Yu felt a pain in her heart, and her tone lost its usual calmness and gentleness, "This is something that belongs to a man outside of her. Put it by the bed..."
Jian Yuer snatched the fan back and asked, "What does it have to do with you, brother?"
Brother, he is the brother.
He is not my brother at all!
But he couldn't tell the reason.
Even though he was so angry, Jian Yuxian couldn't bear to hurt Jian Yuer in the slightest, so he held back his anger and went to the Plum Garden with his friends to listen to an opera. His friends couldn't stand his low mood and went to another garden to listen to the opera, leaving Jian Yuxian alone in Yanfei Hall to drink.
Mr. Jian, who never likes anyone and never lets beauties get angry, today the beauties all stay away from him.
As expected, it was because he was offended by Jian Yuer that Yan Yiming raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction and walked into the Yanfei Hall in the Plum Garden, which only true nobles could enter. On the wall in front of the hall, there is a casual handwriting: "Swallows fly, people are quiet, the hall is deep, I sometimes dream of rain when I lean on the pillow. There is no place to tell my spring feelings behind the curtain, from the night of the lamp until now. The last signature is Jian Zi'an.
This was written by Jian Yuyan, the most famous young master in the capital. He had drunk some wine and was lying on the quiet and beautiful water corridor of the pond. Jinling was not too cold in the depths of winter. Jian Yuxian was drinking alone with a wine jug in hand. Her hair crown was a little loose, so a few strands of her long hair were visible. Her brocade robe was not too formal. She should have looked unrestrained, but because of her tall and slender figure and facial features that were more delicate than those of a woman, she looked extremely elegant.
Hearing the footsteps at this moment, he was extremely annoyed and ordered the people to leave. Although he liked beautiful women, he did not like such stupid people who could not read people's faces at all.
However, the woman seemed not to hear his stop, or perhaps she was just giving it a try, her footsteps got closer and closer, and finally came in front of him.
A beautiful voice like a yellow oriole singing out of a valley, mixed with the soft whispers unique to the south, entered Jian Yuxian's ears so gracefully.
"Sir, have some tea."
As expected of an actor, even his speech is much more pleasant than others.
However, what Meiyuan had the most was beautiful women with sweet voices. Although this woman had a stunning voice, she did not arouse Jian Yuyan's interest, not to mention that she was so tactless and disturbed his peace.
Mr. Jian, who can only say sweet words to beauties, can also say sarcastic words that embarrass people. Once, a famous prostitute threatened to make Jian Yuxian win her heart, but ended up being ridiculed by everyone.
Jian Yuxian wanted to see what kind of face such a bold woman had. Could she be more beautiful than Yumei?
He raised his head lazily and his eyes fell on the beautiful face of the woman beside him. With just one glance, the wine jug in his hand fell on the cold and hard bluestone slab.
The crisp sound of the celadon breaking startled Jian Yuxuan who was in a daze. He sat up suddenly and looked at the woman in front of him with some disbelief, without missing even a bit.
Mr. Jian has seen countless people. He has met the famous actor Yu Mei in the capital, had romantic talks with the famous prostitute who would spend a fortune just to see her, and is also familiar with Yan Yiming, the most beautiful woman in the capital. But none of them can compare to the woman in front of him.
Her eyes and eyebrows were not extremely beautiful, but they were enough to make Jian Yuyan's heart stop for a moment, because she looked too much like the person he had been thinking about but could not get. If it were not for the tiny red mole at the end of her right eye, Jian Yuyan would even suspect that the person in front of him was Jian Yuer.
And this red mole seems somewhat familiar and unforgettable.
In this world, Jian Yuer took away all of Jian Yuxuan's soul, but there was also a woman who left a deep impression in Jian Yuyan's heart.
It's not love, it just shocked him and made him unforgettable.
Yan Yiming.
Yan Yiming, who knew the deepest secrets in his heart but was disdainful of them, and who played between the two of them and ultimately died in a way that both men would never forget.
The red mole on the right eye of the woman in front of him was exactly the same as Yan Yiming's. After Yan Yiming's death, Jian Yuyan would always think of the woman's cunning eyes. Sometimes even he would wonder how such a woman could die.
But now, there was only one woman in front of him. Her facial features were very similar to Jian Yuer's, and the red mole that was exactly the same as Yan Yiming's was perfectly combined together, making Jian Yuyan unable to take his eyes away.
Yan Yiming seemed not to notice. He placed the teacup on the stone table beside him and smiled softly, reminding him to have tea.
Jian Yuxian slowly sat up straight. He looked straight at Yan Yiming's smooth and beautiful movements. After a while, he leaned back leisurely on the beauty chair again, took the teacup, and took a sip.
“Good tea.”
"The tea that Master Jian ordered is of course the best."
"No matter how good the tea is, it is not as good as the person who pours it," Jian Yuxian said in a gentle voice, "What's your name? Why have I never seen you before?"
"A Ming."
Jian Yu paused for a moment while holding the teacup in his hand. "Tomorrow?"
"Ming, a stunning debut, Ming."
Is this a coincidence? Jian Yuxuan looked at the red mole at the end of her eye and suddenly laughed out loud.
“What a nice name.”
The other actors who had been waiting outside to laugh at Yan Yiming's joke all wanted to see how quickly the newcomer, who didn't know his place, would be driven out by Master Jian in disgrace. Half an hour, then an hour, but she still didn't come out. Finally, he couldn't help but move closer to Yan Feitang. He could vaguely hear the woman's gentle and melodious voice.
That bitch! ! ! Mr. Jian actually ordered that bitch's play, why? Why?
Zi Yumei, the pillar of the Plum Garden, who was standing at the door with her pretty face flushed with anger but did not dare to go in, had her phoenix eyes raised more and more because of anger. She bit her rosy lips in frustration, stomped her feet hard on the ground twice, and left stubbornly while the other actors were as silent as a cicada.
That day, everyone in Meiyuan knew that Master Jian had taken a fancy to a newcomer in Meiyuan who had never been on stage and didn't even have a name. The actors who were familiar with her called her "A Ming".
Everyone couldn't help but regret that they didn't serve Master Jian as boldly as Yan Yiming that day. Who could have thought that Master Jian, whom even Yu Mei looked down upon, would actually fall for such a small and unsophisticated person.
Everyone was jealous of her. Yu Mei was even prepared to smash the face of this little bitch who had brought shame to her after Master Jian left. However, she didn't expect that Master Jian's liking for this "A Ming" was beyond their imagination.
Before leaving the Plum Garden, Jian Yuxian asked someone to call the owner of the Plum Garden and give him some instructions. The owner looked at Yan Yiming with unconcealed surprise. He also couldn't guess that Yan Yiming had done something that would make Master Jian protect him like this.
But he didn't dare to guess what the nobles were thinking, so he could only agree hastily.
By the time the other actors reacted, Yan Yiming had already moved into a separate attic with the same treatment as Yu Mei, and became a person that Yu Mei dared not touch.
Yu Mei was stunned. She watched Yan Yiming walk out of Yan Fei Hall. When their eyes met, he said to her lightly, "Thank you, sister, for your help."
Yu Mei crushed her nails in hatred and almost couldn't control her hands hidden in her sleeves. But when she saw Jian Yuxuan walking out, she suppressed her anger and retreated to the side.
She also has noble people who support her, but their status is far inferior to that of Jian Yuxuan.
She could act recklessly among the actors, but those nobles could easily kill her with just one finger.
However, she would always wait until the day when Master Jian abandoned Yan Yiming. After all, the patience of the nobles would never be very good, and she, Yu Mei, was not a waste who was only supported by men.
At this time, Jian Yuxian, who had been seeking for so many years but could not get the love, was given a perfect substitute as compensation by God.
She was a woman who looked very much like Jian Yuer, but because of the red mole at the corner of her right eye, she looked a little more charming and a little less innocent, a little more beautiful and a little less immature.
Jian Yuyan struggled with whether it was appropriate to place his feelings on someone who was similar to his beloved.
He likes Jian Yuer, and he has buried this feeling deep in his heart for so many years. When he saw Jian Yuer, Jian Yuyan even felt ashamed and felt that he was doing something unfair to Jian Yuer. But when he saw Yan Yiming, the emotion in Jian Yuyan's heart at that moment was equally lingering.
After being saddened by Jian Yuer time and time again, he remembered Yan Yiming's serene smile and his claws that occasionally became sharp, and finally slowly overlapped with Jian Yuer's figure, crushing all the reluctance in his heart.
Jian Yuxian once said that there has never been an ugly woman, and that even the most ordinary face can be beautiful with a little bit of make-up. Although these words were spoken casually at the time, they were also false.
Yan Yiming, who became well-known to everyone overnight, took off her plain and simple dress and put on exquisite clothes like Yu Mei and others, and pinned a gorgeous and unique oath in her hair. Master Jian ordered someone to bring him the best rouge and powder. After a little polishing, she appeared in front of everyone again, looking completely different from her bleak appearance that day.
The style is completely different from Yumei, but the beauty is no less than Yumei.
The owner of the Plum Garden and the other actors suddenly seemed to understand, and could not help but sigh that Mr. Jian had a keen eye for talent, digging out such a beauty from the obscurity.
Yan Yiming sneered. As the heroine of the game, Jian Yuer was already one of the most beautiful women. Although her face was not as good as the one he had sculpted before, how bad could this one be?
When Jian Yuxian saw Yan Yiming again the next day, the sculpted and dressed Yan Yiming had become even more beautiful, and looked more and more like Jian Yuer.
Unable to suppress his excitement any longer, Jian Yuxian became a frequent visitor to the Plum Garden from then on, although he had been there before.
Yan Yiming clearly felt during this period how sweet-mouthed and how good he was at making women happy a man who was constantly going back and forth between women.
Even if she couldn't go on stage, she would have the best rouge delivered to her. Jian Yuyan came almost every day. With his handsome eyes, gentle voice, and sweet words, no woman could resist him.
Plum Garden and Li Garden are the two largest theaters in Jinling City, each of which is supported by high-ranking officials.
Now that winter is approaching, the plum blossoms are in full bloom, which is the best scene in the Plum Garden. There has never been a shortage of talented and elegant men here, let alone handsome young men. The famous Mr. Jian in the capital has always been a frequent visitor here. But even so, the frequency of Mr. Jian's visits in recent days is enough to make everyone jealous.
Yan Yiming lived in such an environment day after day, and understood what kind of existence actors had in this era.
Compared with the women in red-light districts, the difference between actresses is that some of them sell their art but not their bodies, but there are still some, a very small number. Try your best to sing a good play, put on every makeup, and walk every posture well, all to make the guests who come here stop and stay.
If they sang well, were liked by others, and became famous, they could either attract nobles to spend more money to redeem themselves in the future, or have a noble redeem themselves. This was the only choice the actors here had in their lives.
The actors who had a better relationship with Yan Yiming advised her to seize the opportunity. If she could use this opportunity to marry Master Jian, even if she became a concubine, her life would be worth it. However, Yan Yiming just smiled and said nothing.
The little actor was extremely surprised, "You don't like Master Jian?"
Mr. Jian is so handsome and talented, with such a family background. If you don’t like him, who do you like?
Yan Yiming didn't actually mean that, but when the little girl asked, she answered according to her words, "Me, I like His Royal Highness the King of Yue."
The little actor was stunned for a moment and then laughed and scolded, "I still want to marry His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Since the Crown Princess passed away, the Crown Prince has never divorced or appointed a legal wife. Such an infatuated man is hard to find in the world."
Yan Yiming had nothing to say.
The truth is always hidden behind all kinds of lies. The only thing that has been passed down to the present day is that the Crown Princess lost her life on the wedding night while trying to save the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince was heartbroken by the departure of the Crown Princess, so he married two concubines but refused to marry the Crown Princess.
Yan Yiming cursed inwardly that Nangong Xuan had already married two wives, yet he was still being called infatuated. What was wrong with him?
It was the middle of winter, and Yan Yiming said that she didn't like the cold outside, so Jian Yuxian stayed with her in the plum garden to listen to music and play the piano.
Most of the actors were illiterate, but Jian Yuxuan was surprised to find that Yan Yiming was not only literate, but also as good as the young ladies from official families in poetry, calligraphy, and painting.
She was not as boring as other worldly women. She was smart and very talented in writing. Jian Yuxian had come to the Plum Garden every day without realizing it. He would listen to her recite poems and ask her with interest why she knew so much.
Because of the memories of Miss Yan. Although she was a bully in the capital, she was also a talented woman who was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
But he had to prepare another excuse in front of Jian Yuxian.
"My father was originally a local official, but he fell from grace due to a murder case and his family fell into ruin. Later, when the family could no longer make ends meet, they sold me out, and I ended up in this Meiyuan Garden."
When saying this, Yan Yiming's gaze was distant and contained a kind of unfathomable sadness. The life experiences of actors are generally not very good. Jian Yuyan has seen too many of them and no longer takes them to heart. But perhaps because the woman in front of him looked too much like Jian Yuer, with such an expression that moved him, Jian Yuyan suddenly felt pity in his heart, and his voice softened a bit, "Do you miss your parents now?"
If you miss your parents, ask someone to check it out, and you might get something out of it.
But Yan Yiming suddenly stopped smiling and said coldly, "Why do you miss me? When I was sold away, I swore that I would be alone from now on, without a father or a mother."
These words were said extremely coldly and heartlessly, yet they were so genuine that people liked them.
Someone came in looking for Yan Yiming and called her "A Ming".
Jian Yuxian suddenly remembered that a year ago, two people also mentioned this name from time to time. Now everyone called her like this. Jian Yuxian didn't know why she felt unreasonable dissatisfaction and anger.
"No flower name yet?"
"No."
Jian Yuxian said coldly,
"Since you are an actor, you should have a decent name."
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