Journey To the World of Film and Television

  The wind is blowing, and the rain is like a torrential rain.

  The dinner party was not over yet, the concierge saw someone running through the courtyard against the wind and rain, so he raised the lantern and went to the eaves, looked up and down Song Yinzhang, who was drenched in water, and frowned, "Who are you?"

  Song Yinzhang hugged the pipa, with wet hair sticking to his face, looking embarrassed, but very angry.

   "Hurry up and open the door for me!" Song Yinzhang raised his voice and said arrogantly: "My wife's pipa is broken, so let me get a new one, which will delay the performance at the dinner party, and watch Lin Jixiang peel your skin!"

  The tougher Song Yinzhang's attitude was, the less suspicious the concierge was, and quickly opened the side door to let Song Yinzhang out.

  Stepping out of the gate of the Lin Mansion step by step, until he walked out of the eaves, the cold rain splashed on his face again, and Song Yinzhang suddenly felt like he had escaped from the sky.

  The violent wind and rain covered the singing and dancing in the banquet hall. Looking back at the brightly lit Lin Mansion, everything seemed like a dream.

   Shrinking his body and trembling uncontrollably, Song Yinzhang tried his best, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and he looked around the road. There were no pedestrians passing by on both sides of the street.

  Due to the haste of fleeing, she failed to notify the carriage to meet her at the door in time. Just as she was standing in the rain, not knowing where to go, the rain that had slapped her face suddenly stopped.

  There was a crackling sound above the head, and the fine rainwater formed a string and flowed down along the two extended umbrella ribs.

  Song Yinzhang was startled, his unrelaxed nerves tightened up again, he subconsciously picked up the pipa and threw it behind him, but his hand was empty, and the strength he swung was like a mud cow falling into the sea, and was easily vented by a soft force.

  Song Yinzhang hurriedly took back the pipa and took a few steps back.

   "Miss Yinzhang, don't be nervous, it's me."

A bolt of lightning flashed across, illuminating the figure in front of him. Seeing the familiar smile on Zhou Ji's face, Song Yinzhang's heart beat suddenly faster, and an inexplicable sense of peace quietly emerged. Nerves that had been tense for a long time, finally relax.

  “.”

  Song Yinzhang tried to raise the corners of his mouth to show a smile, but failed several times. He wanted to call out 'Young Master Zhou', but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, as long as he opened his mouth, he burst into tears.

   Did not speak.

  Song Yinzhang just looked at Zhou Ji with tears in his eyes, his dripping hair stuck to his face, and he didn't know whether it was rain or tears that were falling from the corners of his eyes.

"finished?"

   "Yes, it's over." Song Yinzhang used a pipa to protect his chest, protecting the cut-off book that Shen Ruzhuo was forced to write, and nodded earnestly and vigorously, "Everything is over."

  Through the few bolts of lightning that illuminated the quiet room, Zhou Ji had already seen how Song Yinzhang planned to kill the three of them.

   It can only be said that it is extremely dangerous.

  If it wasn't for the use of thunder and rain to cover up the noise, if it wasn't for the two maidservants being dealt with in advance, once Shen Ruzhuo or the people in Lin's family heard the movement, Song Yinzhang would have difficulty escaping on his own.

  Zhou Ji sighed softly, took out a handkerchief and handed it to her: "I let the carriage stop at the leeward side, let's go to the car and change into clean clothes first."

  Going through dangers tonight, my spirit is highly tense. Now I can relax, and it is difficult just to hold the pipa firmly.

  Song Yinzhang held the pipa with difficulty, trying to free one hand to catch it, but found that his wrist was sore and trembling, and he couldn't take the handkerchief away after several attempts.

  Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help joking: "Where is the ability to hit people with the pipa just now?"

  Lightning streaked across, illuminating the night sky.

  Looking at Song Yinzhang's eyes wet with rain, Zhou Ji subconsciously picked up a handkerchief and stretched it towards Song Yinzhang's pale side face covered with water marks.

   Extended halfway, thunder sounded.

  Zhou Ji felt that his behavior was inappropriate, and put the handkerchief into Song Yinzhang's hand in a panic, and lifted her pipa and said, "Wipe it first, and I will help you get the pipa."

  Song Yinzhang had his hands empty, looked down at the extra blue and white handkerchief in his hand, and raised his eyes to Zhou Ji who was holding an umbrella in one hand and holding a pipa in the other. A look of disappointment flashed quietly in the depths of his eyes.

  Simply wiping the rainwater and hair from his face, Song Yinzhang followed Zhou Ji to a leeward alley not far away, the carriage of Liyuan was parked beside it, and the driver was nowhere to be seen.

Zhou Ji helped Song Yinzhang into the carriage, and said with a smile, "Si Teng has prepared some change of clothes and clean towels for you; Xiao Kui specially boiled hot water, and will go back later to take a bath and have a good sleep. "

  Song Yinzhang turned his head to look at Zhou Ji with a complicated expression, hesitating to speak several times.

  Zhou Ji showed doubts, and then seemed to understand something, and suddenly said: "Don't worry, I will guard outside, and I won't go far."

   "It's not this." Song Yinzhang shook his head, lowered his head and said, "I just want to say. Thank you and why are you treating me so well?"

"Does it need to be said? You are the fourth shareholder of our teahouse. If something goes wrong, the composition and soundtrack of the troupe will stop." Zhou Ji explained seriously, waved his hands after speaking, and couldn't help laughing Said: "Just kidding, just kidding, we have been together for so long, we are all friends, why should friends care about these things."

  Song Yinzhang pursed his lips and thanked again.

  The door curtains and curtains were lowered, and the splashing rain slapped on the umbrella, but it couldn't hide the slight rustling sound inside the carriage.

  Zhou Ji coughed lightly, glanced at the carriage, and took two steps towards the entrance of the alley, when he suddenly heard 'Oops! ’, quickly returned to the carriage, frowned and said, "Miss Yinzhang, what's wrong?"

   "Young Master."

Song Yinzhang lifted the tulle that had slipped from his shoulders to cover his delicate and fair skin, leaned to the window, and said anxiously: "Sister Hao Hao is still in the banquet hall, the situation is too urgent just now, I can't notify you when I escape the Lin Mansion." Nice lady."

   "This?" Zhou Ji smiled slightly, and explained: "I have already asked Xiao Wu to sneak into Lin's mansion and tell the good girl that you are out of trouble. Miss Yinzhang, don't worry."

  Song Yinzhang breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he inevitably felt a little depressed, and said in confusion: "I thought I could solve the trouble by myself, but in the end I still owe you favors again and again."

"Why did Miss Yinzhang say that?" Zhou Ji restrained his smile and said sincerely: "You have done enough to face Shen Ruzhuo and Lin Fu alone. I believe that even without the help of others, you can definitely rely on your own efforts. solve the current predicament”

   "As friends, what Si Teng Xiaokui and I can do is to prepare a few clothes and boil a bucket of hot water. I will pick you up and go home."

  Zhou Ji put away his umbrella and leaned against the carriage, showing a faint smile.

"drive me home."

"go home."

  Song Yinzhang stared blankly at the balance light hanging from the roof of the car, and before he knew it, he also sat down with his back against the car.

   "Young Master! The message has been sent."

   A moment later, a black shadow flew across the night sky, flew down to the entrance of the alley, and walked quickly towards this side.

  Song Yinzhang was awakened by the coachman's voice, and then realized that Mr. Zhou was still outside in the rain, so he quickly changed his clothes, lifted the curtain of the car and apologized to Zhou Ji.

When Zhou Ji got into the carriage, Song Yinzhang found that he was in a hurry to change his clothes just now, and all the used towels and wet clothes hadn't been cleaned up in time. The permeable obscene clothes were tidied up again in a frenzy, and finally shrunk shyly in the corner of the carriage, not even daring to look at Zhou Ji again.

  The street at night is too deserted, the closed carriage keeps the crackling rain out, Zhou Ji sniffs the faint fragrance that has not dissipated in the carriage, and it seems that sitting next to the window can feel the residual warmth coming from the cushion.

  Seeing that it was getting quieter and quieter, Zhou Ji coughed lightly, and asked the coachman about the Lin family.

  Although Song Yinzhang was a little shy, he raised his head, showing a hint of nervousness.

  I learned from the coachman that just now he was ordered to sneak into the banquet hall of the Lin Mansion to find Zhang Haohao, but it turned out that there was no one in the banquet hall at all, and all the guests, including Lin Sansi, went to a quiet room in the side yard.

Taking advantage of the hustle and bustle of the scene, he found Zhang Haohao and told her the news that Song Yinzhang had escaped from the Lin Mansion. When he came back, he moved to the front for a few more curious glances, and found that Shen Ruzhuo had had an affair with two maidservants in the Lin Mansion. Sansi blocked him.

Zhou Ji glanced at Song Yinzhang with a strange expression, Song Yinzhang's expression changed slightly, and he was about to explain something, but saw Zhou Ji gave her a thumbs up and praised: "Shen Ruzhuo is completely defeated by your move, let's not talk about Lin San Si will deal with him like this, and the Shen family alone will not protect him because of their family style and reputation."

   "Young master, don't you think my attack is vicious?" Song Yinzhang asked with some concern.

   "It's all about repaying the person in the same way as the person. If you want to say that they are vicious, they are also vicious."

Zhou Ji smiled indifferently, then thought of something, and said with a straight face, "But this Shen Ruzhuo has suffered such a big loss, it's hard to guarantee that he won't jump the wall. In addition to teaching the troupe musicians on weekdays, you can learn some self-protection from the troupe's martial arts students." Even though there is no real energy in the inner family, just relying on physical skills is enough."

  Unknowingly, the carriage has already driven into the pear garden.

   He didn’t come back for many days. Although he could only see the hazy scene of the rain curtain through the occasional flashes of lightning, Song Yinzhang still felt very familiar and friendly when he stepped into the garden.

  It was already too late, and Song Yinzhang was physically and mentally exhausted and exhausted this day.

  Jianjian said hello to Si Teng Hongkui, Hongkui advised her to take a bath and rest, if there is anything else, I can talk about it tomorrow.

  Strengthening his energy and soaking in the overheated soup, Song Yinzhang fell asleep after returning to his room, holding her pipa tightly in his arms, as if only in this way could he gain a sense of security.

   The wind and the rain are gone.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the earth, and Chi Yanei, led by He Si and other subordinates, are cleaning up the mud on the street dejectedly. Something that can still be used.

   Fortunately, I am very fortunate.

   Fortunately, they scraped together and borrowed money from Wangyuelou, otherwise they would suffer from this natural disaster, and they might even lose their last bit of energy in staying in the capital.

   It's just a more important thing right now, which is to stabilize the landlord.

   Do not let the landlord know that they mortgaged the rented storefront to the pawnshop without telling the other party.

  Encountered such natural and man-made disasters, the landlord was actually very guilty. Hearing that Zhao Paner still planned to 'renew the lease', he was full of joy and couldn't help but praise Mrs. Zhao for her righteousness!

  After the landlord left, Zhao Paner signaled to Sun Sanniang not to pick things up in the ruins. The tea sets and furniture in the store were too damaged, even if they were repaired, they were not suitable to be placed in the restaurant.

  Sun Sanniang looked around with some distress. After all, this is the family business of the three sisters.

   I didn’t go around looking for someone to borrow money, and I didn’t do any illegal or fraudulent activities. Now the sisters are separated and the teahouse is ruined.

  Sun Sanniang inevitably felt a little desolate in her heart.

   "At least. At least clean it up, right? If it goes on like this, the landlord will inevitably become suspicious."

Zhao Paner opened his mouth and said quietly: "Okay, if you are too busy, you can call Zhaodi to help you. It rained so much last night, and many shops on the street were damaged. I will go to Wangyue Tower to have a look at it first. There's not much loss there."

yes! The final payment has been settled, and the contract has been established. Now Moon Tower is their property. If it turns into ruins like this place, then it will be lost!

  Don't worry about being sad, Sun Sanniang's face turned serious, and she said with a solemn expression: "Well, Paner, you go quickly, I will simply clean up here and go to Wangyue Tower to find you."

  Zhao Paner nodded, left the tea house and walked towards Bianhe.

   Along the way, there are mud overflowing from the bottom of the river, trees and grass sheds blown down by the strong wind.

  Some shops were damaged as much as their teahouses, while some were unharmed in the wind and rain, such as the Tongfu Teahouse by the Bianhe River.

  However, the main body of the teahouse is intact, but the leaves, sundries, and mud scattered around still need to be cleaned up.

  Hearing that Zhou Ji was going to the teahouse to check the situation, Song Yinzhang woke up early in the morning and said that he would go back to Jiaofang to find Haohaojie to report his safety, and went back to half-hidden to see Sister Paner and Sanniang.

  Walking along the Bian River all the way, when the two passed a pier, they happened to see a group of soldiers in official uniforms with sabers blocking the pier aggressively, as if there was some dispute.

  There are pedestrians all around, all looking in with their probes.

  The pier is full of mud, with sandbags on both sides.

   "Remember that there is a wharf in the twelve lines managed by Chi Ya Nei, right? I reminded him last time, didn't he take it to heart?"

  With a thought in mind, Zhou Ji stopped Song Yinzhang and called her to join in the fun.

When the two approached, Zhao Pan'er's righteous voice came from the innermost part of the crowd: "You talk about scholars, farmers, businessmen, and the cheapest are merchants. If you have the ability, don't drink the wine made by merchants, don't wear merchant's clothes, and don't eat merchants." Good luck!

   While they were trying to save the river, while they were clearing the mud, what were you doing? ! What are you doing while they are desperately trying to rebuild Tokyo? ! In my opinion, it's not people who are cheap, but your hearts that look down on people! "

   (Again: The tea house on Ma Xing Street was rented by Zhao Paner, and the rent was 50 per month, which was mentioned more than once in the play.)

(I don’t know whether to pay a deposit for renting a facade in ancient times, and I don’t know if the rent is paid once a month, or if it’s three times a deposit, and Wubi means if. , you can get back the deposit of 150 guan; in the play, the tea house was mortgaged without telling the landlord, and only 100 guan was mortgaged by coercion.)