The reborn soft empress only wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 166 Barracks Performance 1
The play of Hua Mulan was performed three times by young people. They are well versed in the principle of ending the play, and each time it ends at the most attractive place.

Performing a section every other day will not finish all the plots at once, causing the audience to have no expectations, and will not hold their appetite for too long.

As expected, on the fifth day, before they finished their performance, people from the barracks came.

It's really because the repertoire performed by the caravan was so attractive that it tickled everyone's hearts, and in order to guard against the possible "enemies" that Gong Hongfeng said in the past few days, everyone's nerves were tense like bowstrings, Really tired.

At this time, there is a show that can amuse and relieve depression within reach. Who can resist listening or watching?
In order to listen to the opera, some soldiers did not hesitate to do the hardest and most tiring job of guarding the wall, just to get closer to hear more clearly.

But like attracts like to divide people into groups, Gong Hongfeng is not a good guy, and his nephew is naturally not a good guy either.He also wanted to see the excitement, but because of his uncle's authority, he didn't dare to run out blatantly, after all, there were so many pairs of eyes watching.

"Little general, you can call those actors into the barracks to perform!" His aide gave him an idea, "Recently, the brothers are also very nervous, just let them take a look. Does the little general know the heart of the army!"

"Good idea, you're really clever." Little General Gong patted his staff on the shoulder heavily, "Then why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry and invite someone over?"

"Uh, here, it's getting too late, those people are probably leaving soon, let them come over next time." The staff didn't feel sorry for the caravan to stay up late to perform, but felt that there was a hidden danger in putting outsiders into the barracks at night.

The background of those people is not clear, who knows if they have evil intentions, besides, the sky is so dark, what should someone follow in and out?
"I don't care how you arrange it, in short, within three days, they must be allowed to come in and perform!" Little General Gong left the camp swaggeringly after saying a word.

"..." The staff sighed silently, and ordered someone to go out to discuss with the caravan about performing in the camp.

A soldier came near the stage with a small bag of silver. The performance was not yet over, and the crowd was so dense that he tried twice but couldn't squeeze in.

As a last resort, he could only lower his face and roar, "Get out of the way! Do things for General Huwei!"

The crowd was listening to the plot attentively, but unexpectedly they roared out of thin air and were taken aback.After listening to what he said, he reluctantly gave way.

The soldier grabbed the silver and walked down the stage, originally wanting to show off his prestige, but the Hua Mulan played by the young man was so heroic that most of the soldier's soul was taken away at a glance.

Or how to say that men know men best.

Seeing that the big fish he was waiting for had been hooked, the young man cheered up and performed more vigorously.

It wasn't until the end of the play that the audience applauded violently before pulling the soldier's soul back into his body.

The young man leaned over to thank the audience with a smile on his face, then walked to the front of the pawns and asked, "I don't know why this hero is here?"

At this time, he has changed into the dress that Hua Mulan wore when she restored her daughter's clothes. The bright yellow skirt with flowers on the eyebrows makes her look extraordinarily delicate.

The soldier blushed, and said in a vigorous manner: "General Huwei invites you to perform in the barracks within three days. This is a reward."

He was not greedy at all, and gave away all the silver.

"Yes, the little girl will definitely go with you comrades in arms." The young man replied in Hua Mulan's tone, spurning himself in his heart, and this trick became more and more proficient.

The soldier returned to the barracks in a daze. Seeing his appearance, the staff frowned: "What? The matter didn't work out?"

The soldier shook his head and said with a blushing face, "The caravan agreed, but the subordinate just...that girl is too beautiful."

The staff sneered and said, "Look at your ignorant appearance, I think it's just average."

The soldier left silently, feeling that only he knew the beauty of Hua Mulan.

the other side.

"Boss, it's done!" The young man said happily to Feng Su'er.

"Don't be too happy, don't be rash this time, first find out the situation in the barracks, and find the right time to save people." The middle-aged man said seriously.

Just now he was the first to announce the happy news to Feng Su'er, but Feng Su'er poured cold water on him, telling him not to be happy too early.He also told the young man in the same way, but received Feng Su'er's slap in the face.

"You've done a good job. Let's take a good rest and prepare for the performance in three days." Feng Su'er said kindly.Compared with a middle-aged man who likes to be narrow-minded, such a talent naturally needs to be courted with a serious attitude.

After the young man left, Feng Su'er restrained her smile and asked, "Are you ready for everything you were asked to prepare?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It's a little bit close..."

"Why don't you go soon? Staying here so free?" Feng Su'er said bluntly.

"Just go." The middle-aged man said angrily.

Feng Su'er looked at his back and shook her head imperceptibly.

She can naturally see what the middle-aged man is thinking, but she doesn't mean that to the middle-aged man. It's better to separate public and private, so as not to let him misunderstand.

Three days later, the caravan came to the gate of the barracks with several boxes and dressed up.

The people followed, but were stopped.

"What's in your box?" the guard asked, pointing to several big boxes.

"Please look, my lord, there are props for performances inside." The middle-aged man opened the box openly for them to inspect.

The guard carefully rummaged through the box, even pulling out the fake sword used in the performance, and confirmed that it was only made of non-lethal paper and bamboo, so he was able to let it go.

This time, the middle-aged man didn't touch the box, and he wasn't afraid to check it. Even if he found flowers, he couldn't find anything unusual.

He couldn't help looking at the young man who had already put on women's clothes. He saw the thin waist outlined by a belt, and the bulging figure was very eye-catching.

Everyone went through some checks, but facing the young man, the guard rolled up his sleeves shyly, causing the companion behind him to burst into laughter, blushing to the point of bleeding, and beckoned the young man to go over.

For the rare entertainment, the soldiers used their rest time to build a platform in the open space, with benches placed under it, and those who couldn't sit on it sat on the ground.

The people in the caravan were busy moving the props to set up the stage, but the young man didn't need it, he swung his waist, winked at the soldiers guarding them, and said, "I want to change clothes, is there a convenient place to arrange it here? "

"...Girl, there are only men's toilets here..." The soldiers were apologetic.

"It doesn't matter, I don't mind. Then you come and take me." The young man smiled and hooked the soldier's belt, and pulled him out of the door, leaving only a few envious eyes behind him.

(End of this chapter)