If he said it was a play, then it was a play. There was no other explanation other than the literal meaning.
Following Feng Yu Heng's words, they saw a performance troupe walk in under the guidance of Bai Ze. The person in the lead had a handsome appearance, but his skin was dark. It did not match his handsome face and long red phoenix eyes.
Xuan Tianming looked towards Feng Yu Heng. The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
That's right, a joyous occasion needed a play. Xuan Tianming had actually invited this performance troupe to the Feng manor. It really was a good play.
The Feng family's current manor was rather small. It was impossible for it to be like the Feng manor of the past, which had its own stage and garden. Thus, when this group of people came in, there were servants who immediately cleared out a space in the front yard. A few tables were also moved to the side. They then heard Bai Ze say: "If there is a joyous occasion, then there must be a play to listen to. His Highness Prince Yu specially invited this performance troupe to the manor to liven things up."
Someone drank a bit too much and raised their voice to ask: "Which troupe is this? Is it the Qi family's troupe or the Zhao family's troupe? "
Bai Ze shook his head, "It's not a famous troupe. I heard that they don't even have a place to stay in the capital."
Everyone was puzzled: "This kind of performance troupe was personally invited by His Ninth Highness? Although the Feng family is not the family of an official, in any case, there is still an imperial daughter. Isn't this kind of performance troupe a bit unpresentable? "
Bai Ze spread his hands and said with a helpless expression: "There is nothing that can be done. After all, this joyous occasion is for Sir Feng to have a child. I heard that the concubine who gave birth to the child really likes this performance troupe. While she was pregnant, she invited them to the manor to perform. They stayed for over a month!"
"Oh!" Everyone nodded, "So it was like that. His Highness Prince Yu did the right thing by catering to their interests. "
However, someone else asked: "Is the little brother standing in front a pillar? Looking at his appearance, he is quite good. Why didn't he come out to perform? Why are you here without any makeup? "
The man pointed as he spoke. The person he was pointing at was none other than the main character of this drama troupe, Boss Yue. The man stood behind Bai Ze with his head hung low. He had nowhere to vent his grievances.
This was the first time he had met someone with such an appearance. His mother had given birth to him with attractive facial features, but he had inherited his father's skin color, which was dark and ugly, which he despised. Normally, he would only be willing to meet people after putting on makeup, and the people who met him were used to seeing him as an entertainer who was heavily powdered, so they did not notice him. Now that he was suddenly shown in his original appearance, Boss Yue felt uncomfortable all over.
Moreover, he had only just found out that the place he had come to was the Feng manor!
The Feng family had just moved to a new residence. Before he had time to inquire about where they were moving to, someone suddenly offered a large sum of money to invite them to a concert. He did not think too much and followed along. It was fine outside the manor, but upon suddenly entering and seeing Feng Jin Yuan, he immediately understood what sort of place this was. And from the conversation just now, it seemed like this scene was meant for the new baby boy?
Boss Yue secretly panicked and suddenly understood. All of this was not an accident. The matter between him and Han shi was not completely flawless. There was a pair of eyes behind him that had seen everything clearly. Today's play must have been planned. Whether it was a blessing or a curse would depend on his luck.
The people continued to discuss this. In regards to boss Yue not putting on makeup, Bai Ze's explanation was: "If you want to watch, watch the most realistic one. The performance itself is a play. Wearing a mask makes it seem too insincere."
What he said was completely unreasonable. If he did not wear a mask while performing, then was he singing about himself or the person in the play? But the people only dared to criticize him in their hearts. They did not dare say it out loud. Bai Ze represented Xuan Tianming. His meaning naturally represented Xuan Tianming's meaning. In the Dashun court, to try and reason with the Ninth Prince, if they did not have anything better to do, then they did not want to live anymore.
Thus the people turned this page and began to urge for the play to be performed.
Today, his Highness Prince Yu and Princess Ji An were in a very good mood. Not only did they happily join in with the crowd, but Princess Ji An also loudly said: "Since it's a concert, we can play a bit. How about you sing …" Cultivating Grace "!"
Once these words were said, everyone in the yard was startled. They all looked towards Feng Yu Xing, not understanding what exactly she meant.
"Cultivating Grace" was a play. It was about a child who had been living with his adoptive father for over ten years. His biological father then came looking for him. This child began to feel conflicted between his biological father and adoptive father, not knowing who to live with.
Today, the Feng manor was celebrating the birth of a new son, yet Feng Yu Heng had specifically requested to hear "Cultivating Grace". Feng Jin Yuan felt a little embarrassed. But now, Xuan Tianming was present. There were a few times when he wanted to criticize her, but he forcefully swallowed those words back down.
Feng Yu Heng, however, did not pay any attention to him. She only hurried boss Yue, saying: "Quickly, the sky is about to turn dark. After you finish singing this play, you should have the wet nurse bring the child out for everyone to see."
When boss Yue heard that the child would be brought out, he could not help but feel a little moved. At the time, he had helped Han shi. Although he had his own selfish motives, it was also because he coveted Han shi's seductive appearance. But now that the child had been born, they were connected by blood. If he said that he did not want to take a look, that would be a lie. Moreover, he was still hoping to use this matter to get some more money from Han shi.
Once "Cultivating Grace" was performed in this sort of situation, using a face that was not painted to perform. No matter how people looked at it, they felt that it was awkward. Fortunately, boss Yue's voice was quite good. Gradually, people began to become addicted to it.
Feng Fen Dai stared fixedly at the performer. The handkerchief in her hand was nearly torn to shreds by her. The fifth prince, who had been at her side and had not left, glanced at her and asked in confusion: "Are you not feeling well? If you are not feeling well, just go back and rest. Either way, there are many people here. Nobody will mind if there is one less. "
Fen Dai acted as though she did not hear what he said, as she ignored him. She continued to stare fixedly at the performer. In her mind, there were two faces. One moment, it was boss Yue, and the next moment, it was the child that Han shi had given birth to the previous night.
They had the same dark skin, and they had the same red phoenix eyes. Her heart began to race, as though it was about to leap into her throat. The sweat on her forehead was not stingy in the slightest as it dripped down. She still remembered that when Feng Jin Yuan had just left the capital, Han shi had invited this performance troupe into the manor. She still remembered that at that time, she had just randomly said that Han shi was pregnant. But after this performance troupe left the Feng manor, not even a month later, Han shi really did become pregnant. She was young and did not understand many things, but over the past year and a half, she had learned many more things than before. If a girl truly had morning sickness, it should have begun after a month of pregnancy. Why was it that Han shi only began to feel it after two months?
The more Fen Dai thought, the more she felt that something was off. Her face became paler and paler. Xuan Tian Yan watched from the side and could not help but feel anxious. Reaching out to support her, he said: "Let's go back. I will send you back."
Fen Dai was practically forcefully dragged back to the courtyard by Xuan Tian Yan. She was still living with Han shi. Xuan Tian Yan sent her to the entrance of the courtyard but did not enter. He only advised Fen Dai: "Take care of your body. Don't think too much about other things. Just treat it as temporarily living in the Feng family. In the future, when you marry into the Li Palace, you will not have these things to worry about."
He had good intentions, but unfortunately, Fen Dai's mind was currently in a daze. She did not hear what he said at all. She only cared about rushing into the courtyard; however, she ended up in Han shi's room.
At this time, the play in the front yard was still being performed. "Cultivating Grace" was a long play. Without an hour, it could not be finished. Feng Yu Heng picked up a chicken wing and slowly nibbled on it. Xiang Rong sat at her side, staring intently at An shi.
At this time, An shi had already walked behind Feng Jin Yuan. It seemed that she was saying something to him. Unfortunately, she was too far away, so she could not hear.
Feng Yu Heng, however, was proficient in lip-reading. She was able to clearly see the conversation between An shi and Feng Jin Yuan. The two were currently saying …
"Husband, who knew that His Ninth Highness would be able to invite this troupe today. Although they are not very famous, their singing is really good. Back when husband left the capital to the North to deal with the disaster, younger sister Han invited them into the manor to perform. Unfortunately, this concubine did not have the fortune and did not get to listen to much. "
Feng Jin Yuan's expression had already become extremely ugly, as he rushed to ask: "When did this troupe enter the Feng manor? And when did they leave? "
An shi continued: "Husband only left for a few days before they entered the manor. They stayed for a month before leaving."
Feng Jin Yuan was a little angry, and his face turned bright red. As for An shi, she had already left and returned to her own seat.
Xiang Rong was anxious and tugged at Feng Yu Heng's sleeve, asking: "Second sister, do you know what concubine mother was talking about with father?"
Feng Yu Heng faintly smiled and said: "Your concubine mother was venting for you. She told Feng Jin Yuan about the time this troupe entered and left the Feng manor." While saying this, she pouted toward Feng Jin Yuan: "Look at his current expression. Then look at boss Yue's appearance. There are times when our father's brain is a little lacking, but he is not truly an idiot. In fact, there are some areas where he can be considered quite astute. Do you feel that he will not become suspicious?"
Xiang Rong also hated Han shi very much. It was not just the hatred of pushing her into the water. Just the fact that Han shi did not abide by the rules of a wife was something that she could not tolerate. But she was still worried about her concubine mother, as she could not help but mutter: "Concubine mother is venting for me, but I fear that father will also vent his anger on her."
Feng Yu Heng laughed, "What are you afraid of? Feng Jin Yuan is currently nothing more than a lowly commoner that feeds horses. Even if he wants to get angry, what can he do? Disregard human life? Right now, he does not have that right. Just wait and see. The best part has yet to come. "
While they spoke, a granny had already run over to the front yard. Blankly, she asked Feng Jin Yuan: "Master, the young master has already been wrapped up. He can be brought out now." She had just received an order to bring the young master out for everyone to see. She had thought that this was a joyous occasion. In addition to this, the granny's voice was loud and clear. These words were heard by practically everyone at the tables.
Even if Feng Jin Yuan wanted to stop her, he could not. In addition to this, there were people that wanted to see the child. There was nothing that he could do. He could only allow the granny to bring the child to the front yard.
Normally speaking, the child had only been born for a day. Even if it was brought out, it would just be for show. It would be fine to carry it out after going through the motions. Nobody would actually go over to take a look.
But who knew if these people had drunk too much or if they had been incited, but they all stood up and went over to surround the child. They all stretched their necks to take a look. Not long later, a doubtful voice could be heard: "This child's little face is really dark. It's not at all like lord Feng's fair skin. It's truly comparable to those black actors!"
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