Chapter 45

Su Yin ran over the wall!

At night, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, she asks ah Dong to watch the wind at the window. She steps on the lattice of the window and turns over the beam. Then she uncovers the tiles and comes out of the ear room. Under the silent gaze of yunbao, she escapes over the wall.

Yes, yunbao put her water because of the love of that drumstick.

She couldn't take Dong away and let her stay there. She is going to meet Su Qianyu and then slip back to see if she is determined to go to the prime minister's house.

At this time, Sima's house was not very peaceful. The first lady, the second lady, Su Yuanwu and Su Huan all gathered in Su Qianyu's yard with their own thoughts.

The first lady thought for a long time and asked the second lady with a heavy face: "Xueying, is the news reliable? Does the emperor really intend to marry yu'er to the general? "

"Oh, sister, this is what the father-in-law heard in the court. How could it be false? I reckon that the edict will come down in a few days. "

The doctor's heart was heavy, and he was still suspicious: "then why didn't the master mention it?"

"The master has been ridiculed by ManChao Wenwu for the fact that yu'er has been divorced recently. I'm afraid he won't tell us even if he knows..."

Before the second lady finished, Su Yuanwu said angrily, "it's not the son of the prostitute. If it wasn't for his bad conduct in the army, how could his sister be divorced?"

Su Yuanwu said, also pretending to take Su Qianyu's hand to comfort, but between the eyebrows and bones are all happy.

In the whole Sima mansion, Su Yuanwu was very happy about Su Qianyu's divorce, because she was only 20 years old and had not found a suitable mother-in-law.

Su Huan nodded and yelled: "mother, didn't you say that the son of the prostitute was going to die in battle? When will he die? "

"What are you talking about?" The eldest lady glared at Su Huan and said to Su Qianyu: "yu'er, if the emperor really has this idea, what do you think?"

Su Qianyu's face was very white at this time, and his eyes were straight because of dullness. He looked more silly than Su Huan in the candlelight.

She said weakly, "no, I'd rather die than marry a disgusting person like the general. I don't want to marry such a monster."

The eldest lady's face was gloomy: "if the emperor orders, then..."

"Auntie, that's a disaster for the king's family in the north of town. How much blood is on your hands? Do you have the heart to let yu'er marry such a monster?"

Su Qianyu suddenly collapsed and went out crying: "I'm going to the barracks to find Xiao Qi. She must have a way. She promised me."

"What can he do with a shaft?"

The eldest lady stopped Su Qianyu, and her face sank: "yu'er, would you rather believe the son of the prostitute than me“

Su Qianyu looked at the eldest lady with tearful eyes and asked: "then you will watch me fall into hell? Because I'm not yours? "

"Yu'er, the prime minister's office has proposed marriage to Xue's office. Even if the emperor doesn't order, you won't have a chance?" The eldest lady put out her hand to wipe the tears on Su Qianyu's face, and then said, "for today's plan, we have to wait for the imperial edict to come down. If it's a false alarm, it's OK."

"I don't want to marry a general, I don't want to!"

Su Qianyu's appearance of collapse is seen by Su Yin who is hiding in the dark. She doesn't enter the yard, turns around and quietly leaves Sima's house. She doesn't even care to have a look at Chang Yu.

Inexplicable heart a bit blocked.

I can't imagine that Su Qianyu is so respectful to the cloud Breaking Dawn on the surface, but he is so disgusted behind his back. The ancient people's wonderful aesthetic is really strange.

What's ugly? That's a man who turns all living beings upside down, OK?

If it wasn't for the difference between them, she would

What is it all about?

You can't go to like the cloud Breaking Dawn, can you? She can't live to be twenty-five years old. What kind of muddy water does she go through?

Su Yin laughs at herself and goes to marshal yuan's mansion. She has to take the opportunity to slip back and ask the famous storytellers in the capital of Dong Jing.

Su Qianyu can't put it off any longer. There's no room for maneuver.

……

For the first time, she was wearing a black hat, a black robe and a picture fan. Su Yin felt that her shape was really handsome.

It's much more beautiful than modern people playing cosplay. This style is really in line with her temperament. Although it cost twenty Liang silver, she thought it was worth it.

When she came out of the Royal Pavilion, she swaggered toward the Shunfeng teahouse that ah Dong told her. Because the curtain and hat blocked her face, she was a little unscrupulous.

A Dong said that the storyteller of Shunfeng teahouse is the most famous in the capital of Beijing. There are so many fans that every opening story is full.

When Su Yin came to the teahouse, there were so many people standing inside and outside that he was very intoxicated.

She also pushed past, and saw a small stage like platform in front of the lobby, on which a chair was placed, and a little old man was sitting to talk.

The little old man is a dwarf, only about 60-70 cm tall. He has round features and is very kind. From a distance, he looks like a Kawaii tumbler.

Despite his short stature, the little old man is full of Zhongqi, and his voice is especially penetrating. He speaks with cadence, which is comparable to the modern voice actors.

Su Yin's dress has some mysterious temperament, so after she said "excuse me, please give way" lightly, these simple and honest ancients subconsciously gave her a little gap.

"Thank you very much

She went in all the way, went to the little old man, looked at him for a long time, and said, "I've heard a lot about you, father-in-law. How about doing business with you?"

Little old man slightly a Leng: "who are you?"

"I don't need to know who I am. I just want to borrow your place to say something. Half an hour is enough." Then she took out fifty taels of silver from her pocket and handed it over: "this is the reward."

Fifty Liang is enough for half a year's income of storytellers. Without hesitation, the little old man took over and generously gave the venue to Su Yin.

"Young master, please start your performance!"

Su Yinzhuang has always had enough of this temperament. When he sat on the stage, he showed his painting fan and cocked up his legs.

——This posture is the sitting posture of yuhuatian, the Duke of the West Factory, played by Chen Kun. It's really domineering.

"I spent a lot of money to buy my father-in-law for half an hour to tell you a story about the loss of morality and the distortion of human nature."

She held her forehead and sighed: "this matter has been hidden in my heart for several years. Today, I still can't let go of it. I'm really speechless."

The crowd was affected by her emotion and immediately coaxed: "young master, tell me what kind of grievance you have suffered. Let's talk about it and let's judge you!"

Su Yingong arched his hand and said with a sigh: "let me calm down. It's a long story. I hope you can give me more time."

The storyteller said in a hurry: "brother is not in a hurry. Please speak slowly and make it clear!"

Sure enough, no matter in modern or ancient times, people are not immune to gossip.

Su Yin's opening remarks aroused the curiosity of countless people. The scene was suddenly silent, and they all raised their ears to wait for her.

No one saw her little face laughing like a trumpet under her hat. She cleared her throat and began to perform.