I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

The first snowy scene in 34 years of Wenjing fell innocent.

Jintong Mansion, Liangzhou, under the jurisdiction of Tongqiu Town, is full of people.

Emperor Wenjing’s funeral, the Wei kingdom banned entertainment and drinking in January, and the people were really suffocated.

“Buns, pork and scallion stuffed buns, steaming hot and freshly baked, one copper plate, three copper plates two.

“Selling sugar gourds, sweet and sour, a string of copper plates.” ”

Selling fish, bouncing white horse river carp alive.” A

few weeping children clutched the candy man, running through the long street where the snow had half-melted, stepping on the ink and stars.

“My sugar man, you haven’t given money yet, you little bastards who have killed in the sky.” The

old man of the flower armor followed the string of silver bells and laughter in the cold wind, and swung his crutches away.

In the crowd, a slim woman dressed in red, holding a child about three or four years old with a fox mask on his face, stopped and walked.

“Cher, do you want to eat buns?”

the woman asked softly.

“Don’t eat. ”

The voice is crisp and pleasant, but it is a girl.

“What about the sugar gourd?”

“How about my mother buy you some osmanthus cake?”

Unconsciously, the mother and daughter had already walked through the entire long street.

The overpass was crowded with people, and warm applause broke out from time to time.

The woman tightened her arms, saw the stitches, and quickly squeezed into the inner circle.

“Concubine, since the lone conquest, invincible, invincible.

“Now he was ambushed by his crotchman on ten sides, and he was trapped under the ground, with all the food and grass, and there was no salvation. ”

……

The net angle is majestic, and the Danjiao is graceful.

A few drama boxes, erhu complained.

The woman listened intently, narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly, and hummed softly.

The girl in her arms stared at Danjiao’s colorful costume, stared at the two mandarin duck swords, and the water spirit eyes under the fox mask.

After about a blaze of incense.

One song is over.

The spectators were satisfied, seventy percent of the white prostitutes went away dashingly, and two percent of the white prostitutes went away while scolding and cursing.

“What the is this singing?” the

last man either unfastened his purse or reached into his sleeve.

In an instant, copper plates filled the sky.

The woman in red holding the girl looked like a peach blossom.

……

Following.

Tongqiu Town has Changliu Village under its jurisdiction.

The Cang family is a big household in Changliu Village, and opera has been passed down for more than 300 years, and a “Farewell My Concubine” at the bottom of the box is famous far and wide.

In the wind and snow, the second mansion of the Cangjia family, located at the end of the village, was particularly quiet.

In the master bedroom, the overlord Jingjiao Cang Lan picked up the fire tongs and poked the charcoal basin, asking: “Yi Qing, yesterday there were three games in the town, how much did you earn in total?”

“So little?!”

Cang Lan was stunned.

A set of opera teams can not be supported by the ugliness of life and ugliness on a high platform.

Banging gongs, beating drums, playing erhu, costumes, food and grass and so on.

Traveling south to the north is costly.

“In the past, there were two or three hundred copper plates per game, and in the past two years, it was only sixty or seventy deaths, and it was getting less and less. ”

Alas~

” Cang Lan sighed lightly, “This world is really getting more and more difficult. ”

The footsteps came from far and near.

Wang Haoyang, the patriarch worker, stood in front of the door of the room and said respectfully: “Sir, there are a mother and son outside who want to see you.”

“Mother and son?!” Cang

Lan’s brows frowned slightly, “Please.” ”

……

After half a blaze of incense kung fu.

In the main hall of the Cangjia, the maid served two hot teas to the mother and daughter.

Looking at the heavy fat and thick powder, it was difficult to hide the decay and lifeless woman in red, Cang Lan lit the jade mouth dry cigarette stick, and smoked it.

“The concubine is fragrant, and I have seen Old Master Cang. The

woman put the girl on the ground and smiled brightly at Cang Lan.

“Let’s get straight to the point.

Cang Lan said expressionlessly.

Woman: “Ask Master Cang to take my little daughter as an apprentice.”

Cang Lan let out a breath of smoke and beckoned at the girl.

The woman looked overjoyed and hurriedly pushed the girl.

Putting down the dry cigarette pole, Cang Lan crouched down and took away the fox mask that the girl covered her face.

The facial features are beautiful, especially the eyes, clear and bright.

The body is slender and the skin is snow-white, and he is a beautiful embryo.

“This is…”

Cang Lan was stunned.

The half of the girl’s forehead under her bangs was bright and dazzling, like a piece of scarlet flesh and blood.

No wonder you have to wear a mask.

Picking up the dry cigarette stick again, Cang Lan sat back in the chair and pondered for a while: “I have stepped on someone’s footprints, and I have never seen such a large birthmark.”

“You said that if I take your daughter as an apprentice, she will sing on stage in the future, such a striking and hideous birthmark, and not scare all the guests away?” The

woman smiled flatteringly and said, “Isn’t it okay to cover it with fat powder?”

“Besides, a ghost with a fat face is not a person. ”

In opera, people can sing ghosts, but you can’t sing ghosts.” The

woman pulled a champa from her sleeve and wept for a moment.

“Old Master Cang, it’s not that you don’t look down on the little girl, you look down on the concubine.

Cang Lan waved his hand, “Xiqu prostitutes are lower ninth class, I don’t mean that.”

“It’s really that the grandmaster doesn’t give food, go back.”

The woman complained: “Go back? Where to go back?” ”

The lady didn’t drink less tea, and the musk didn’t stick less, why did she get pregnant?”

“Probably today, probably tomorrow.”

“I can’t survive this winter. With

a plop, the woman’s knees went limp, and she knelt down directly.

“Old Master Cang, if the concubine begs you, take my daughter.”

“Even if you pick up a kitten or dog, feed some leftovers, so that the little girl can survive.”

Cang Lan said indifferently: “Yue’er, send off guests.” The

woman gritted her teeth, tore and pulled, and tore open her clothes, revealing a large area of white and greasy skin.

“Master Cang, the concubine is at your disposal.

“If you can’t see, don’t you still have a few permanent workers in your family?”

“Not really, I see you have two dogs on your door.”

“As long as it makes you happy, as long as you are willing to take the little girl as an apprentice, let me do anything.”

Cang Lan said helplessly: “The Wei Kingdom is so big, there are thousands of families in Tongqiu Town alone, why do you choose me?” The

woman said without thinking: “Because here, the little girl can exchange her skills for food and clothing.”

“The Qinglou is a small hell on earth, and those old masters of the Shi Clan are the ten hall kings of the highest temple. ”

Give it to a big family as a slave and a maid, the little girl is clumsy, I am afraid to annoy the old man of the Shi clan, Madame Qianjin, they will beat the little girl to death.”

“Master Cang, please give the little girl a tomorrow.”

“The concubine has kowtowed to you.” ”

Look at the woman who slammed her forehead on the floor tiles.

Look at the girl who is clutching the fox mask and is at a loss.

Cang Lan finally moved a trace of compassion.

“The theater class is getting thin, so I don’t accept apprentices.

“If you agree, I can recognize it as a goddaughter.” The

woman was ecstatic, and her face as white as a dead man suddenly appeared a blood-red.

Hurriedly pulled the girl to kneel, pressed the back of her head three times and bowed nine times.

“Any name?”

Just because of the stormy snow on the night I was born, I took the milk name of Cher.

“Then it’s called Cangxue.” ”

Cangxue… It sounds so nice. ”

……

The night my daughter had a home.

The north wind whistles the goose feathers and snow.

The woman also found a hemp rope from nowhere and hanged herself in the dead forest outside the village.

The body was swayed by the wind, like a torn garment.

Red clothes are like fire, and they can’t disperse the cold wind.

Red clothes are like blood, and they can’t melt snow.

……

PS: It’s just a chapter today, the details are not in order, and the pen is like constipation.

The names of the people contributed by the Taoist friends will be used later, don’t worry.

Also, try to save two chapters this week, otherwise it will be too uncomfortable to write now.

The second half of the Asuka chapter is written and sent now, and the end is very unsatisfactory, and I will take time to moisten the details after the end of the Cangxue chapter.

Finally, ask for a free gift.