Maybe they didn't mean it, but his parents couldn't accept that he was really an actor. Only his grandmother didn't care about that and found a master for him so that he could learn wholeheartedly.
But his grandmother is no longer with us, and he will probably have to keep the matter of Qinghuan a secret for the rest of his life.
After breakfast, Bai Jingjian went to his own shop but did not go to the villa. Wei Fang's affairs were reported in the newspaper, and there were more news than the rumors at home.
Some say he was being pursued by a killer for revenge, others say he was just jealous.
And more of it is about the actor.
"I heard that the costumes fell all over the floor when the fire was out. It shows that Master Wei is a man of many talents."
"Do you think that could be Qing Huan? Wei Fang has been coveting her for a long time."
"There's a whip in that room, tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
"Actors perform on stage and in bed, and when they die, they wear a phoenix crown."
“It’s really dirty…”
Those words pierced Bai Jinglang's heart, but he could only pretend he didn't hear them. But when he was alone, he sighed and said, "That person took the blame for me."
Wei Fang did have evil intentions, but no trace of him could be found. Naturally, out of various dissatisfactions, he would find a substitute.
"Tangtang, do you also believe in victim blaming?" Lin Su pressed his shoulder and said, "It was Wei Fang's fault, not yours, and he received the punishment he deserved. Don't be sad."
"I'm fine." Bai Jingtang said cheering up.
In fact, he had heard those words before. There were many people who could sing in places like Guiyuan. Some actors would be bought directly to be concubines or something like that. There would also be some who would please the audience in order to get more money, and in the end they would be treated as playthings.
I'm used to hearing those disparaging words, but I don't know why they've become increasingly unbearable lately.
"Are you really okay?" Lin Su asked softly.
"It's really nothing. It's just that the opera singing incident caused a lot of trouble." Bai Jingtang looked in his direction and said, "I want to go on stage one last time and then never go to Guiyuan again."
"Because of those words?" Lin Su asked.
Bai Jingtang shook his head and said, "No, it's because I've found my audience."
Operas are sung for those who understand them. In the past, he had no connoisseurs, so he could only go on stage and listen to the applause from the audience, hoping that the opera could be heard by those who truly loved it. But now there is no need for that. He only wants to sing for Lin Su.
Lin Su understood him, respected him, and loved him. He would not look down on him because of his identity or what he did, nor would he applaud and express his love for him while scolding him into the dust.
"Are you willing to listen to me sing forever?" Bai Jinglang asked.
"Of course." Lin Su said with a smile.
It seems that he needs to speed up his efforts to catch up on his knowledge of opera.
…
Bai Jingjian made a fortune from his first batch of foreign cloth. After that, he used part of the money to build a new factory and exchanged the rest for bills of exchange.
Most of the Bai family's shops were managed by Bai Jinglang. Under the pretext of recruiting employees, he recruited a lot of strong thugs who lived around the Bai family.
Mr. Bai didn't know about this, and Bai Jingjian would not tell him. The money was in place, but finding an army to rely on became his biggest problem. It was not that he couldn't find one, but according to Lin Su, the nearby army was not trustworthy, and the forces were divided into many parts, and no one knew which one would disappear one day.
Although the ones far away are reliable, they require him to travel far away. It is basically impossible to contact them by phone like the Lu family. There is no sincerity at all.
"What should I do?" Bai Jinglang sat on the bed with his chin in his hand, feeling a little worried.
He is quite good at business and is a good opera singer, but he knows nothing about military affairs. If he is asked to talk to a group of people with guns, what if his head is blown off?
The most important thing is that if he wants to leave Kyoto for a while, he must report everything to his parents.
He was obviously very worried. Lin Su smiled and said, "Since we can't contact the army, what do you think about joining the gang first?"
"Join?" Bai Jinglang widened his eyes.
"Yes, join. The gang I'm talking about is different from other gangs. Their goal is to save the country." Lin Su said as he sat next to him.
The great history cannot be changed easily. All he wanted to save was Bai Jingjian's life. However, if the skin is gone, the hair will have nowhere to stay. Only by saving the country can the country survive.
Maybe the little guy is just a small hub in this history, but it is enough to contribute his own strength.
"What is it?" Bai Jingtang asked, "What do I have to do if I join?"
Will you fight with a gun?
"Have you heard of Zhi Gong Tang?" Lin Su asked, "All you have to do is join and pay."
The headquarters of the Zhi Gong Tang exists overseas, but it is distributed in thirty countries. Its members are mainly overseas Chinese, and naturally it also has influence in China. This gang has made great contributions in the course of history, and a lot of revolutionary funds have been contributed by them, and the funds raised are naturally from patriotic overseas Chinese and businessmen.
It's not okay for the little guy to fight, but it's okay for him to make money. Even if there are some selfish motives, it cannot erase the patriotic feelings. Such a businessman will surely be given certain protection by the organization.
Lin Su explained to him in detail the role played by this organization. Bai Jinglang listened attentively the entire time. Only when Lin Su finished speaking did he speak: "They are really powerful. How do I contact them?"
"I'll help you find out." Lin Su said.
He has no power here, so it is really difficult to find him. The only way is to go back to the modern era and search for any traces of their existence in this era.
Lin Su lay on the bed and saw Bai Jingtang staring at him intently. How could he fall asleep like that? "Why aren't you sleeping?"
"I want to see how you disappear." Bai Jingtang answered seriously.
"Go to sleep, I'll be back when you wake up." Lin Su said, "Don't you feel sad to see me disappear?"
Bai Jingtang mused, "I don't think so."
I even want to stay up late to watch the whole process.
Lin Su laughed and said, "Okay."
He closed his eyes, and when he really wanted to sleep, he was instantly overwhelmed by sleepiness. He didn't know how long it had been, but when he opened his eyes, he met Bai Jinglang's gaze that was staring at him.
"Good morning." Lin Su leaned over and kissed him lightly.
The intimacy in the morning made Lord Ghost King feel as sweet as a large piece of rock candy, so sweet indeed.
"Where has the memory changed?" Lin Su asked as he stood up.
"It changed so much that you disappeared from my sight and never came back." Bai Jinglang said, leaning on his shoulder.
As long as Lin Su goes back, for Bai Jingtang in the past, it would be like he went back again after one night, but he didn't go back, so his memory would only extend from the time when he disappeared: "Sorry."
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