After returning to the palace, Ni Yueshan asked someone to inquire about the whereabouts of Kang'er's father, Miao Li.
Qingluan looked at Ni Yueshan in confusion: "Princess, what do you want to do?"
Ni Yueshan responded calmly: "Playing chess!"
Ni Yueshan sat alone under the pear tree, holding a black piece in his hand, and slowly dropped it.
Because of the plague in the capital, all shops except for pharmacies suffered heavy losses. Now that the city is bustling again, naturally all major shops are working hard to make a living.
Ni Yueshan was dressed in men's clothes, twirling a folding fan in his hand, with one hand behind his back. When he saw the person coming, he thought he must be a wealthy man with a dignified bearing and elegant clothes, and someone came up to greet him immediately.
"Sir, you look a little unfamiliar. Do you know what play is currently being performed? Or, is there a particular play you would like to order?"
As the waiter was talking, he had already led Ni Yueshan upstairs. The seats upstairs were naturally a little more expensive than the scattered seats in the hall downstairs. I guess the waiter made the decision based on her attire?
Ni Yueshan's eyes turned and looked downstairs, as if searching for someone in the crowd.
"I do want to order some opera, but usually the price is high enough to get it. I remember someone called Miao or something and asked how much he paid to listen to an opera..."
"You must be talking about Miao Li, General Miao. He spent a full seven hundred taels of silver just to listen to Hongjiao Yanle sing an opera!
"Wow, you're really generous. What did General Miao order back then? Sing it to me!"
As he spoke, Ni Yueshan slapped a gold ingot on the table, his expression full of pride.
When the clerk saw that he was a wealthy man, he immediately smiled and took the gold, saying, "Thank you very much. I'll go over right away and arrange it for you!"
After that, he left happily, with Ni Yueshan's mouth corners slightly raised. He opened the folding fan and fanned it lightly.
Backstage, Yanle, who had just had a chance to rest and drink some tea to moisten her throat, was about to remove her makeup when a waiter came over and said, "Yanle, don't take off your makeup yet. A young man has asked you to perform in an opera!"
Yanle rolled her eyes at the waiter: "You are the ones who always complain to others about General Miao's request for a play, right? How many times has this happened? Let me tell you, General Miao happened to be here today and is waiting for me. I don't have time to sing another play!"
"Go out! I need to change my clothes!" She snorted and walked towards the screen behind her.
The clerk looked embarrassed: "He's a young man, very handsome, generous, and gave gold. If you can catch him, it might be better than following General Miao!"
Yanle paused as she changed her clothes, then poked her head out: "How generous?"
When the guy took out the gold, Yanle's eyes lit up instantly.
Ni Yueshan was still looking at the audience, fanning himself with a fan, but he had not touched the tea or the pastries. Yanle watched from afar and thought he was indeed a handsome young man.
She bowed to Ni Yueshan and said, "Greetings to this gentleman."
Ni Yueshan glanced at her calmly and said, "You don't need to come see me. Go sing!"
"Although Yanle wants to sing a play for you, I am thirsty today. I am afraid that my voice will break if I sing. If I don't perform well, it will only disappoint you. Why don't you come next time? Yanle will definitely sing for you as soon as possible!"
As she spoke, she reached out, picked up the teapot, poured herself a cup of tea, and toasted it to Ni Yueshan.
Ni Yueshan smiled and said, "Young Master, I spent money today and wanted to experience the joy of being a consumer, but Miss Yanle didn't give me any face at all."
Yanle looked at Ni Yueshan in surprise. Shouldn't she be gentle with her and let her have a good rest?
Why does this sound like blaming?
"Sir..." She opened her mouth to explain, but Ni Yueshan placed another ingot of gold on the table and said, "Sing now."
Yanle looked at Ni Yueshan in astonishment. He was too generous!
"Miss Yanle, it's rare that this gentleman wants to hear you sing a play so much, so you should insist on singing one!"
Finally, Yanle smiled and pushed the gold back: "Thank you for your appreciation, sir. Yanle will sing for you right away!"
Then she turned and left, going backstage to prepare.
At this time, the clerk followed Yanle and asked curiously: "Why did you return the gold just now?"
"If I take the gold, in her eyes, I will be a greedy person who gave too much because of the gold. But if I don't take it and return it, maybe she will have a good impression of me!"
"Also, please tell Master Miao that I don't have time to drink with him today!"
When Yanle started singing in the audience, Ni Yueshan raised his lips and tapped the table with his fingers.
Miao Li finished his work and was about to go to the restaurant for a drink as scheduled, but he saw a waiter from the theater waiting outside. The waiter immediately stepped forward and said, "General Miao, General Miao, I'm so sorry. Our Miss Yanle's opera performance will be a little late tonight. If you want to attend the banquet, it will delay your time and your stomach, right? Please don't blame me, General Miao!"
As he spoke, he presented a box: "This is a gift from Miss Yanle for you!"
Miao Li frowned, feeling very unhappy. "Shouldn't her performance have been finished long ago? Why is she so late?"
"There's a young man who insists that Miss Yanle sing for him, and Miss Yanle can't spare the time. General Miao, please don't blame me!"
Miao Li snorted, "Don't blame me? Didn't you tell me that Miss Yanle would have dinner with me?"
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Faced with Miao Li's persistence, the guy felt a little embarrassed.
"How about you, General, go have your meal first. Miss Yanle will come to apologize to you later. This is a gift from Miss Yanle, please accept it!"
Miao Li then accepted the gift impatiently, and the waiter left in shame.
"Then let's do it tomorrow! Let's give your Yanle some face!"
As he said this, he walked towards the carriage beside him with an unhappy look on his face.
At the theater, Yanle finished her play and saw the waiter waiting for her. She asked tiredly, "How is it?"
"General Miao was obviously very unhappy, but he still gave you face and accepted your gift without getting angry!"
Yanle nodded in satisfaction: "That's good. This old man is disgusting even for me. It's not as pleasing to the eye as this young master!"
The waiter smiled and praised, "Miss Yanle is so prestigious. I wonder if you're interested in having dinner with this kind gentleman?"
Yanle looked at the waiter in surprise: "Did she invite me?"
"Yes!"
Yanle smiled, a hint of embarrassment flashing across her face: "Then go tell her to wait until I take off my makeup!"
The capital city was still bustling after dark. Many carriages were parked outside the restaurant, and the people getting off the carriages were all of extraordinary status.
The waiter came forward and said, "Young man, please come in, young lady, please come in!"
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