Chapter 323 [That Killer]

The air was silent for a moment. Jiang Zuilan changed her appearance and pretended to be a blind girl. She lowered her head towards Xue An and spoke in a low voice. She looked gentle and pleasant, and whispered softly, "Grandpa is old and his ears are not good enough.

I hope you will forgive me for my poor wording.

The play here tells the story of a young lady who met a poor scholar who was going to Beijing to take the exam to take shelter from the rain. After discovering that he was very talented, she took out some silver coins and pledged herself to him.

The next day, the young lady sent the scholar off with tears in her eyes, telling her that she would never let her down as a concubine. The scholar swore an oath and left.

Three months later, the scholar passed the imperial examination and was the most beautiful girl in high school. He lived up to the joy and came to marry her. In an instant, he was a proud man, with loud drums and music, and he was rich and beautiful.

Unexpectedly, the scholar who was the top scholar in high school came back to his hometown to visit his relatives and came to offer a job. The two scholars couldn't argue with each other, causing a sensation in the local area. Seeing that the matter was defeated, the young lady committed suicide by hanging herself from a beam.

Later, he missed his old love and married the maid and became the bride's wife.

Later, the scholar was attracted by the princess, so he was exempted from taking the exam and directly recruited the consort.

After the scholar recruited a consort, he was unable to fulfill his promise to more than ninety women.

When those ladies learned that the scholar had made a fortune and that he had married a princess and could not fulfill his promise, they went to Beijing one after another to beat drums and complain.

The capital was in chaos. When the emperor learned about it, he was furious and ordered the princess to divorce the scholar and behead him at the Meridian Gate..." This answer was impeccable, and he obviously knew the script of the play by heart.

Zou Zhenggang raised his hand to twist his beard and sighed with a kind face: "What a ruthless and unrighteous scholar."

Xue An looked at Jiang Zuilan who was playing the erhu and asked slowly: "From what the girl said, it seems that she is very familiar with this, but she has been exposed to it since she was a child?"

Jiang Zuilan listened to the voice and nodded towards Xue An, "Yes, the little girl grew up listening to the opera. It has been immersed in her bones, and she loves it even more."

His words sounded like he was fond of her, but his facial expression lacked the longing that one should have for a cherished thing, and was more numb.

"No wonder the girl is so familiar with this scene." Xue An smiled slightly, his sword-shaped brows and starry eyes were filled with fairy spirit, like a peerless young master, his every frown and smile could be seen in the painting.

After the words were finished, no one spoke again, and the old man hurriedly started singing.

Zou Zhenggang was mesmerized by the performance. He was engrossed in the play. He clapped his hands and applauded when it was exciting. His singing was so wonderful that if someone hadn't just explained it, he wouldn't have been able to tell that it was a tragic play.

Xue An was intent on getting involved in the play, and when he was watching the play, he went to get the teacup. Inadvertently, his sleeve knocked over the teacup, and the tea soaked their clothes.

Both of them tried to avoid it. Xue An put away his slightly wet sleeves and said with a guilty look on his face, "It's so exciting that I can't even hold the tea cup, and my clothes got wet."

The tea server hurriedly pulled the white cloth around his waist and bent down to wipe it for them. Xia Chen stepped forward to block it.

Zou Zhenggang laughed loudly after hearing this, got up and went to the attic to change clothes, but he said jokingly: "You know how to act?"

Seeing Xue An stand up and walk side by side with Zou Zhenggang, the man serving tea glanced at Jiang Zuilan, then lowered his body to wipe the table.

After they left, all the servants serving tea left. Jiang Zuilan stood up and left, and the play continued.

Jiang Zuilan got out of the water-painted boat and groped along with his blind stick, past the water-painted boat and towards the garden. He avoided the flower beds with great dexterity while walking, and his speed was actually faster than ordinary people.

When he met a woman looking at flowers and scenery in the garden, Jiang Zuilan hurriedly resumed finding his way with a wooden stick.

A person slowly came towards her not far away. Jiang Zuilan deliberately slowed down. When the person passed her, she tilted slightly and fell over.

(End of chapter)

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