"I heard that a big man is coming to our theater today, but I don't know who it is."

    "It came from Wanli City, I heard that Wanli City Theater will open another one in Baiyun City, we are the best theater in Baiyun City, Wanli Theater should accept us. "

    After a young man with a flower tin between his eyebrows said something, his two companions looked at him.

    "Really or not? We're going to close up with the theater in Wanli City? Does that mean that we will have the opportunity to sing in Wanli City in the future?"

     

    He remembered that the people who came to the theater to listen to the opera had discussed Wanli City.

    Wanli City is very close to Baiyun City, and whether it is by land or water, it must pass through Baiyun City, so any Baiyun City citizen has heard the three words Wanli City.

      There are many people, and everyone can have enough to eat. There are no slaves in Wanli City, only long-term workers and short-term workers, no low status, they are all good people.”

    In the people outside, Wanli City is like a fairy city that exists only in the sky.

    A place they would never have thought of.

    The passing boy stood aside and listened to the words praising Wanli City, sneered, and said, "Oh, what place are you talking about? Where in the world is there such a good place. Wanli City was originally smashed by the soldiers of Xiyuan, and the people in the city fled in all directions. Most of the people died without a whole body. The people who survived either entered Baiyun City as slaves, or went up the mountain to become bandits. Where are the good people? ."

    "Then Princess Jiaoyang took the rest of the people of Wanli City to rebuild Wanli City, and the current Wanli City is completely different from before." For some reason, the young man with flowers in the eyebrows heard this. I felt very uncomfortable, and subconsciously retorted: "Qinglian, you haven't been in Baiyun City this year, you don't know what Wanli City has become, if you saw the current Wanli City with your own eyes, you wouldn't say such a thing. ."

    "What can it become in just one year?" Qinglian left in January last year, and he only came back last month. Strictly speaking, he stayed outside for a year. half time.

    When he left, not long after the war between Xiyuan and Dongxia, when he came back, he learned that Wanli City had been breached.

    Qinglian knows exactly what will happen to the city.

    His home used to be the border village of Xiyuan and Dongxia. Later, when Xiyuan and Dongxia fought, Dongxia won, the city was destroyed, and Dongxia sacked Xiyuan. The young master has become the role of Dan in the theater today.

    Yes, Qinglian is from Xiyuan, he was sold into Baiyun City when he was eight years old.

    "Can the city of Wanli in the past be able to conquer the city of Baiyun? Shen Song, don't tell him, he has been to Chang'an, he became famous and made money, he is better than us."

    "Some people are different from us, so naturally I can't see Dongxia getting better."

    When Shen Song retorted, his tone was gentle, and Qinglian was willing to talk to Shen Song. Now that he heard the cynicism of others, Qinglian was annoyed, turned around and left.

    Samsong was stunned for a moment, he lowered his head and thought, trotted after him.

    The two teenagers who were talking about you and me slandering Qingsong only looked at Shensong's back and smiled: "What's the use of this Shensong being close to Qinglian? , this time I went to Chang'an to sing, it wasn't that I didn't bring him, but Qinglian."

    "Qinglian is an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, and Shensong is that stupid werewolf."

    As they spoke, a malicious smile appeared on the young faces.

    "Qinglian! Qinglian, wait for me!"

    Qinglian strode forward, he heard Shen Song's shout, but he didn't want to stop, when he thought of those people talking bad about him behind his back, Shen Song stood with them Together, maybe somewhere he doesn't know, Sam Song is also laughing at him.

    Laugh at him for the blood of Xiyuan, laugh at his self-righteousness, his heart is higher than the sky and his life is thinner than paper!

    "Qinglian, what are you doing when you're walking so fast?" Jian Song saw Qinglian and returned to the house in one breath, and squeezed in while Qinglian didn't close the door tightly.

    Samsong, who is mild-mannered in front of outsiders, will show a bit of the relaxed and unrestrained in front of Qinglian.

    Qinglian was in a hurry and glared at Shen Song, "If you don't go, do you want to stay where you are and listen to others' ridicule?"

    "They are jealous. They are jealous of your good singing. They are jealous that you can go to Chang'an." As soon as Shen Song heard Qinglian's words, he knew that Qinglian was not angry with him. He walked to the table and poured a glass of water for himself and Qinglian, "What is Chang'an like? Is there gold everywhere and beautiful women everywhere?"

    Qinglian was amused by the appearance of Shensong who had never seen the world. There were no malicious people outside talking, only Shensong, which made Qinglian feel relieved.

    Samson and him were sold together.

    Singing is a lowly business, and these performers are even more subordinate to the lowly, not much better than the slaves.

    Some people can't see the sadness in it, and they divide themselves into three, six, nine, and so on. They have to step on others to feel comfortable.

    Since the city was broken and the whole family was slaughtered, Qinglian pretended that he had lost his country and was sold to Dongxia. When he met Shensong, he regarded himself as a Dongxia like Shensong. people.

    "Chang'an is very good. It is much bigger than Baiyun City, the city wall is higher than Baiyun City, and there are many people." Qinglian thought about it carefully. I was immersed in singing, and I didn't go around carefully. "But in Chang'an this year, people always seem to be dead. There is a street in Chang'an called Prospect Street. Every day, people in the street market are pulled over and beheaded. There is a lot of blood that cannot be washed away. Master, he was afraid, so he took me Come back first."

      After the King of Xiping, garrison Wanli City, otherwise Baiyun City will not know when the chaos will be." Shen Song sighed, it was not his illusion, after the establishment of the crown prince this year, there is no peace everywhere.

    After hearing his words, Qinglian asked in amazement: "What did you just say? King Xiping rebelled? Princess Jiaoyang killed King Xiping?"

    Shen Song was taken aback by his reaction, "Yeah, you just came back, but you just avoided this chaos." At that time, Qinglian was on the way.

    It’s not that Qinglian hasn’t experienced wars, but most wars last a long time.

    When he came back to Baiyun City, he felt a different atmosphere in the city, but he did not expect that the current Baiyun City has become part of Wanli City!

    Then his mission...

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