Chapter 54
Chunhua Hutong has become lively again recently. A troupe of opera singers from the south came to perform in the hutong theater. People from all over the country came to join in the fun. As a result, there are more stalls and vendors here, and people come in an endless stream.
I heard that the owner of this troupe has a great appearance and a beautiful voice. As soon as he appears and glares, many rich young men will throw money on the stage. The people who send flowers to the owner can block the line two miles away. People living in the alley have spread the news by word of mouth, so it must be true.
As the rumor spread, it reached the ears of someone who was interested. A soldier who had recently arrived in the town loved to listen to operas. So a busybody immediately came up to him, pretended to be a mean person, and invited the soldier to the theater to watch a play.
What do these military thugs know about drama?
It is because the world is in chaos that the bandits come down from the mountains and raise their flags to act like kings.
I heard that this official position was obtained in exchange for gold.
Others only dared to talk in a low voice as they watched the military officer leading a group of people into Chunhua Hutong in a majestic manner.
The entrance to the alley was narrow, and those doing business tried to get out of the way, but they were still hit by a horsewhip.
Entering Chunhua Hutong, turning left and right, you will enter a big gate. Suddenly, the view opens up and you will see a stage that is who knows how many years old. It has been decorated and sheds have been set up on both sides to block out the scorching sun.
This small town has only tens of thousands of people, and it has a proper stage, so everyone just comes to watch the fun. It is certainly not worth the stage in the big restaurant or teahouse. However, it only costs a penny to listen to the opera and drink tea in the back row, which is not expensive, and the singing is fresh, so everyone naturally likes to come.
The officer arrived just in time, with drums and gongs being played on the stage. A pretty female lead holding two guns walked out from behind the curtain, holding the guns in both hands, turned around, and just stopped on the stage. The officer just sat down and was bewitched. He forgot to order tea and just said "good".
Zhou Li stared blankly on stage, but in reality, she was scanning the audience. She asked the system, "Where's the heroine?"
System: “Right here.”
Zhou Li had no choice but to continue singing, reciting, acting and fighting with the band.
After experiencing two ordinary worlds, the difficulty of the mission world was indeed upgraded. Her mission this time was to help the heroine complete the work of the intelligence department.
This is an era of warlords. The heroine was adopted since childhood and was later forced to be conscripted with her adoptive father. Because of her excellent physical condition, she was sent to the intelligence department to handle important tasks. The system shows that the heroine will fail here and asks Zhou Li to help her.
The heroine's mission this time is to kill the military commander who just sat down in front of her.
This military lord is called San Ye. He was originally a bandit on Jiming Mountain. He followed his eldest brother to buy an official position and became a regular army flag. Now he is going south to help the friendly forces to eliminate the warlord where the heroine is.
The war in the south was in full swing, and the heroine didn't expect that this government, which was almost in name only, would cause such trouble again. The intelligence department where the heroine worked made a prompt decision to capture the leader first and sent the heroine to kill the third master.
We cannot allow him to join up with the enemy and increase their manpower.
As the Third Master sat down, a tea boy came over and handed him the tea menu. The Third Master couldn't read a single word, and just as he frowned, the man who had accompanied him quickly flattered him, "Third Master, I'll order." He then said to the tea boy in a gruff voice, "Bring up your most expensive tea leaves and the best snacks! Hurry!"
The tea boy went down with a hunched back, without raising his face or even rolling his eyes. He was just a small figure and did not affect the Third Master's mood for watching the show.
The men he brought with him also rudely drove away the people in the front row. The people whose tables were occupied saw that the other party was wearing a military uniform, and they walked away in anger but could not say a word.
Zhou Li was singing on the stage while looking at the audience. She really couldn't imagine who would dare to assassinate directly in such an occasion. The Third Master brought a lot of people with him. She saw no less than ten people sitting at four or five tables, and they were all carrying muskets.
The Third Master was looking at Zhou Li with lewd eyes. Zhou Li had a big beard and a square face that looked handsome, but his eyes were obscene. Even if he wore a dragon robe, he would not look like a prince. The person who brought him here was being humble and introducing the people on the stage to the Third Master.
"This is the troupe's owner, her name is Feihua. Almost everyone here comes to see her. But she's also arrogant. No matter how much money she spends, she only performs once a day. I heard her ancestors performed for the emperor, that's why she sings so well."
"Emperor?" The Third Master laughed disdainfully, then stroked his beard in a wretched manner, "Am I not now enjoying the fact that the Emperor has known me?" The two men looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
The Third Master looked at the actress on the stage. Her appearance was as beautiful as a lotus, and her figure was excellent. It was obvious that she was skilled in using the spear. Although he didn't understand her words, he could still understand her movements and fighting, and he immediately shouted "good".
Zhou Li's play was only rehearsed for the time of an incense stick. The performance of the flower spear really required skill. She had just thrown away the flower spear and stood on the stage to sing when she saw a tea boy passing by the stage, carrying snacks and tea to deliver to the table of the Third Master.
The tea boy is also a member of the troupe. He is a child who is still practicing and cannot perform on stage. Sometimes when the backstage is busy, the characters who are not performing today will go to help. Zhou Li's troupe is a makeshift troupe. There are about sixteen people in the troupe, including the people playing drums and gongs on the stage. But she has never seen this tea boy before.
Zhou Li and others turned around and asked the system: "Is that the heroine?"
After receiving a positive response from the system, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to be greeted with applause.
Zhou Li was about to step down from the stage, and she was anxiously looking for someone to stop the heroine. The drum beat faster and faster, and Zhou Li saw the heroine getting closer and closer to the Third Master. She thought to herself, "Oh no! Is the heroine going to assassinate me at this time?"
The drum beats did not stop, and the people on the stage turned around several times. The audience cheered and some even stood up excitedly. Their eyes were all attracted by the Feihua troupe leader on the stage. At this moment, the tea boy approached the Third Master. The Third Master did not even glance at him, as he was attracted by the stage, his eyes were drooling, like a dog.
The town was really too small. When he came, his elder brother had issued a clear order prohibiting the abduction of women. He hadn't had a good meal for a few days, and the brothels in this town were full of the elderly, weak, and sick, which was disgusting.
Just as the Third Master was daydreaming, the tea boy in front of him, perhaps because he was nervous or something, trembled and spilled the tea. The Third Master felt a heat on his thigh and was furious. He raised his hand to draw the whip from his waist, but the tea boy stumbled and was kicked down by the lackey next to him, and his shoulder hit the Third Master's arms.
The Third Master was about to scold when his stomach tightened and his face turned pale with horror.
He slowly lowered his head and saw a knife sticking out from his abdomen. The knife was held in the hands of the thin tea boy in front of him.
The tea boy had a leisurely smile on his face and twisted his hand to ensure that the Third Master would die completely.
The lackey next to him came up to support the Third Master, pretending to scold him, "You can't even pour tea, what are you doing for a living?! Third Master, calm down! Watch me teach him a lesson!"
The two men put the Third Master on the seat, and the lackey kicked the tea boy, who was scared to death. The two men were about to disappear in the theater, but they didn't expect the Third Master's guards to suddenly step forward and a gunshot was heard.
"The Third Master is dead!"
This is a complete mess.
Zhou Li saw that the situation was not good. The other side had more people and more guns. They were about to surround the heroine. She winked at the people beside the stage and threw a javelin forward. The people next to her pulled the curtain on the stage, and the stage collapsed amid the chaos and screams.
Bang! Bang!
Two more gunshots were heard. Zhou Li had already stepped down and caught the fleeing tea boy.
Zhou Li said: "Follow me!"
The other person looked surprised, staggered twice, and covered her shoulder. Only then did Zhou Li realize that she had been shot.
Zhou Li looked around. The stage was surrounded by dark blue cloth. Now that the stage had collapsed, everyone was wrapped in the cloth and could not move. Her eyes were bright, and the oil paint could not hide her jade-like complexion. Tang Jing's eyes were mysterious.
Why would Feihua help her?
Zhou Li tore open the blue cloth in front of him and wrapped Tang Jing's wound tightly to stop the bleeding. Then he asked in a low voice, "Where are your companions?"
Tang Jing was even more surprised. Her action this time was completely secret. How did the Feihua troupe master know about it?
Seeing that Tang Jing didn't say anything, Zhou Li became anxious.
"I can help you escape!"
"Where is the murderer?"
"Chase after them!"
The enemy's voice came from not far away.
"Boss! Boss!" someone called out in a low voice, "We're all packed!"
“Follow me!”
Zhou Li didn't care about anything else. He took the heroine's hand and walked through the obstructions as if he knew the way. The troupe's carriage was already ready outside, and all the people who were performing on the stage had evacuated. Zhou Li took the heroine's hand and got on the carriage. There were only two children in the carriage. The children had smiling eyes. At first glance, they found that they were the tea boys from the troupe.
Someone was driving a horse-drawn carriage outside, and the carriage was rumbling away from Chunhua Hutong.
Originally, the Third Master entered through the front gate, which was narrow. After walking a few steps through the back gate, the carriage came to a wide road that could accommodate two carriages at the same time. It was right at the city gate, so he could leave the city at any time.
After getting on the bus, the two children cleverly removed Zhou Li's headgear. Zhou Li untied the ties that held her eyebrows together and relaxed. Wearing only a white undergarment, she looked at Tang Jing, who was lying on the quilt, and said, "My name is Zhou Li, and I'm also Feihua, the owner of the opera troupe."
Tang Jing's eyes passed over Feihua's narrow shoulders. Feihua was indeed a famous female role in the town at that time. Her figure was really graceful. Even when she was kneeling on a shaking carriage, it did not affect the romantic and passionate look in her eyes. Looking at her, Tang Jing could think of her roles on the stage. Each of them was extremely charming, yet not lacking in heroism.
This time, Tang Jing pretended to be an ordinary spectator. She had been lurking for many days, so she naturally knew what kind of person Feihua was. She had seen Zhou Li's appearance every day. Even though she was a woman, she would sometimes be immersed in Feihua's singing and figure. The only thing she didn't expect was that Feihua would save her.
Tang Jing knew the consequences of mission failure, and she also knew that she would die in this mission. The only thing she didn't know was why the class owner, whom she met by chance, wanted to save her.
Zhou Li smiled charmingly with a smile in the corner of her eyes.
"Actually, I've been observing you for a long time."
"Codename: Poison Rose, I am Night Star of the Ranger Hall."
I will resume updating from today, although my mind is still in Aba Aba
In this world, both people have dual identities.
The troupe owner is kindhearted but secretly a knight-errant. The intelligence undercover agent is ruthless but quiet, but secretly a cute creature?
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