Chapter 421 Plumwood Opera Troupe

Zhou Yunyi impulsively stepped forward to stop Xingxing.

The servant behind Xingxing immediately stepped forward vigilantly and separated Zhou Yunyi and Xingxing.

Even the guards of the theater came over nervously and said, "Young Master, you don't want to embarrass a little girl, do you?"

Zhou Yunyi's breath got stuck in his throat.

Wang Jiajia pulled Zhou Yunyi's arm again and whispered, "Yilang, forget it."

Zhou Yunyi immediately said, "How can this be let go? Jiajia, you are just too considerate and always put yourself in a difficult position."

Zhou Yunyi frowned again and looked at Xingxing: "I don't know how you got the VIP treatment, and I don't want to know. I'll give you fifty taels of silver, and you take me and Jiajia in, that should be fine!"

Zhou Yunyi felt that he had made a huge concession.

This little girl is so loved by his grandmother, she must have been trying to curry favor with her!

If that's the case, how dare this little girl be so arrogant in front of him, the legitimate son of Weibei Marquis? !

Xing Xing looked at Zhou Yunyi and asked earnestly, "It is said that one would spend a fortune for a beautiful woman's smile, so why did Master Zhou only spend fifty taels?"

Zhou Yun's face turned red and he glared at Xing Xing: "You——"

Xingxing felt somewhat lucky at this moment.

Sister Deguigong has broken off the engagement with this kind of person!

Xing Xing ignored Zhou Yunyi and turned to tell the guards of the theater: "Go and keep guarding."

Several guards clasped their fists in agreement.

Xingxing, her maidservant, and a guard carrying a basket of gold and silver ingots entered the theater.

There was still an incense stick of time left before the show started, so Xingxing went straight to the backstage.

The troupe's owner was Mo Wenjin, who was talking to a female lead who was putting on makeup. When he saw Xingxing coming, he immediately smiled and said, "The young lady is here."

Xing Xing motioned the servant to put the small carrot basket aside, and lifted the red silk covering the basket, saying with a smile, "Everyone has worked hard recently. The New Year is coming soon. This is the New Year money for everyone. The boss will share it with everyone later."

Yes, plum is a kind of apricot, so apricot is a kind of apricot.

The shape of plum on a tree is apricot.

Xingxing had come across the Meimu Opera Troupe by chance. They were a poor troupe that had migrated to Beijing. The entire troupe was almost starving to death, and it was Xingxing who saved them and gave them a large sum of money to settle down. She had essentially bought them out and became their financier. At the time, Xingxing was thinking that she and the Yu family all loved watching operas, and she had money on hand anyway. The brothers and sisters in the troupe were all good-looking, so she might as well buy them and raise them, and then invite them to perform at home later.

Later, when Mo Wenjin and his troupe wanted to give the singer a new name to bid farewell to their bad luck, Xing Xing originally asked them to give him any name they wanted, but Mo Wenjin thought about it and decided to give him the name Mei Mu, which implies the word Xing.

The Meimu Opera Troupe is a traditional family-teacher-disciple structure. Although Mo Wenjin is nominally the owner of the troupe, he is actually the eldest brother of this group of people.

At this moment, Mo Wenjin glanced into the basket and was almost blinded by the glittering light of gold and silver in the basket. He grinned with a face full of joy: "The young lady treats us so well! Since following the young lady, our troupe's life has been getting better and better! We want to follow the young lady for the rest of our lives!"

This is not to flatter Xingxing. The truth is that before Mo Wenjin and his friends followed Xingxing, they were really unlucky - they would be robbed whenever they went out, and there would always be accidents when they performed on stage. Even if they earned some reward money from performing, there would always be some accidental incidents that made it impossible for them to keep the money even for a night!

It's just so outrageous!

They had previously thought that the feng shui of the old place was bad, so they gritted their teeth and traveled thousands of miles from other places to the capital. As a result, if Xingxing had not come to their rescue, the whole family would have almost died outside the city gate.

That's how bad luck is!

But since Xing Xing saved them and became their financier, their fortunes suddenly took a turn for the better!

At first, the frequent accidents seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden. Then, they were finally able to save money. At the end of the month, the people in the troupe were a little dazed when they looked at the money in their pockets.

The most obvious thing is that the new opera, which was written by Mo Wenjin himself based on the story outline provided by Xingxing, ended incorrectly.

Once this ticket was launched, it became an instant hit in the entire capital and tickets were hard to come by.

Both the troupe and Xingxing made a fortune!

Mo Wenjin couldn't help grinning whenever he saw Xing Xing - this isn't a tycoon, this is clearly the God of Wealth!

Looking at the attentive and enthusiastic Mo Wenjin, Xing Xing couldn't help but rub her face lightly, still a little embarrassed: "Actually, there's no need to be like this."

"Of course, of course. I absolutely must. Whether our troupe will be rich and prosperous or poor and destitute in the second half of their lives depends on you, young lady." Mo Wenjin showed his big white teeth, "Young lady, do you have any other stories for me to write?"

"Well, that's not the point. I came here to ask you, when are you going to close the show? And when are you going to open the show?"

Xing Xing said, "My family is planning to host a banquet for my eldest brother's colleagues and their families on the fourth day of the first lunar month, so I came to ask if you will be ready for the banquet... If you are not ready, it's okay, I can just invite someone else."

Mo Wenjin was horrified when he heard this, and his reply was as decisive as nails: "Miss, what are you talking about! On the fourth day of the New Year, we will go to your house to perform a play even if it rains knives from the sky! If Miss finds an outside troupe to perform this, and others know about our relationship, we will be so embarrassed!"

Xing Xing said "Oh" twice: "Then it's settled. My grandmother and a few aunts and uncles want to listen to Zhongcuofu, but since it's New Year's Day, you can add a more festive play."

Mo Wenjin nodded like a garlic: "Okay, okay, miss, don't worry, we will never embarrass you when the time comes!"

The plum-wooden pillar was red-haired and fully made up, looking like a rich girl in her twenties. His eyes flickered and he called her "Miss" in a soft voice that didn't sound like a man at all: "You haven't come to listen to my singing for a long time. You must not leave for a while, listen to my singing in the elegant room I've reserved for you."

Xingxing naturally agreed.

Mo Wenjin felt a little annoyed and couldn't help but pat Ruihong on the back: "Talk to the young lady nicely! Don't use that tone!"

Ruihong rolled her eyes at Mo Wenjin and pinched her orchid finger coquettishly: "The young lady didn't say anything about me, why are you nagging there? Is that right, young lady?"

Mo Wenjin couldn't help but roll up his sleeves: "Don't be so proud. If I didn't see you going on stage soon, I would have let you know tonight what it means that an elder brother is like a father! Fatherly love is like a mountain! It can shake the mountains and crack the earth! It can split rocks and pierce the clouds!"

"Hehe." Ruihong yawned, rolled her eyes, and looked away.

"Just you wait!"

Xing Xing held back her laughter and chose not to join in the brothers' quarrel.