"Understand what?" Hou Junsu was slightly confused.
Youyu sighed, but then found it funny. "Don't you understand what kind of place the Guiyu Pavilion is? You're a newly appointed official. If you frequent this place and wallow in the mire with me, your career will inevitably be affected. Don't even think about how those loyal officials will view you. "
The originally abundant light was covered by the large clouds. The people around them had almost all left. In this vast space, the two of them stood quietly.
Hou Junsu restrained his expression from just now. His eyes lost their light and changed into a gloomy gaze. He looked straight at Youyu.
He approached step by step.
Youyu was a little frightened. The person in front of him was extremely unfamiliar.
He bent down, his whole body's shadow covering Youyu's stunned face.
He said in Youyu's ear, "I don't care."
The large clouds moved away, and the dazzling light shone again. Hou Junsu straightened up again, his face full of smiles.
"Young Master, I'll take my leave first." With that, he left.
Ever since the success of the Appraisal Conference. After the Returning Jade Building, the place fell into an endless bustle. Every night on the stage, there would be actors and actresses performing. Every performance would be famous. There wasn't a single empty seat in the seats below the stage. They were all filled with people.
After the performance, those who stayed would enter private rooms to drink and play. The young masters were all busy. Not only did they have to practice singing, they also had to play drinking games. Even Lord Zhang came several times. Sun Yizhi was so happy that he forgot himself.
If Youyu was free, he would go to the pavilion to meet the guests and friends. However, he basically didn't drink. Moreover, he was the pavilion master. He didn't need to drink and have fun. He had the right to choose. If he wasn't free, Lao Song would take his place and take care of internal and external affairs. This street was also prosperous because of the existence of the Guiyu Pavilion.
That night, Youyu was lazing around at home, reading a book. Lao Song hurried back to the residence. Seeing him like this, Youyu had to ask even if he didn't want to.
"Lao Song, what's going on in the pavilion?" Youyu put down his book and asked him.
"Everything is fine in the pavilion," Lao Song replied. "It's just …"
"Just what?" Youyu saw him blushing and felt strange. Lao Song had seen all kinds of storms. What was there that he couldn't say?
"There's a distinguished guest of unknown origin. He specifically asked you to accompany him for a drink and tea." Old Song finished the sentence in one breath.
"What!" Youyu stood..... What's going on? "
In his heart, he was thinking, damn, what kind of trouble came knocking on my door again?
Although Youyu was the pavilion master and many guests knew him, not many knew Youyu's name. Other than the few officials who went to court with him, no one else knew his name. But those officials and Youyu were considered to be in the same party. They all knew that Youyu was the pavilion master and couldn't personally accompany him to drink and chat.
"Let me go and see who this person is." Youyu said and hurriedly boarded the carriage with Lao Song.
Youyu had been kept well by his father since he was young. He was like a treasure in the pavilion. His father made him stay in the house and study all day long. He didn't let him set foot in the front yard. He didn't let him see the things on the stage. Even those rich young masters stayed far away from where he lived. His father wanted to protect him. He hoped that he could become a pillar of support and not a lowly person.
His father would sometimes touch Youyu's face and feel sad. He would sigh and say, "This pair of eyes, sigh, really shouldn't be on your face." But Youyu didn't understand what he meant.
But Youyu used to find it difficult to study quietly in the house. He would sneak out of his room and run up and down the entire building. Occasionally, he would catch a glimpse of those elegant actors. There was one time when he cried because he got lost. His father comforted him and waited for him to stop crying before teaching him a lesson.
But at that time, Youyu was very forgetful. After a few days, he ran around the entire building again and figured out the structure of the entire building.
At night, the front yard was filled with the sounds of people and drama, which aroused Youyu's endless curiosity. He saw plates of beautiful pastries being sent to the front yard.
Finally, he accidentally barged into a brightly lit and noisy private room. Pushing the door open, the entire banquet was stopped by him. The hand holding the wine was suspended in the air. Countless eyes were focused on him.
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Amidst the many crimson faces and bright colors that suddenly appeared in front of Jade's eyes … Youyu was the first to see his father through the wine cups and dishes. His father's face was trembling, and the moment he saw Youyu, his eyebrows were contorted in anger, looking extremely ferocious. His mouth was open in shock, but no sound came out.
The one who spoke was a slightly older man dressed in luxurious clothes beside his father.
"Who is this beautiful woman?" The man's strange tone made Youyu feel that he had made a big mistake.
He saw his father forcefully change his expression and smile as he told the person beside him.
"Sir, this is my son. He doesn't know much about the world. If he offended you, please forgive him." His tone was very respectful.
"No matter, no matter. Does your son have any good songs?" The man asked again.
"For now, he doesn't know anything." His father continued to answer.
"Then you have to hurry up and practice. In the future, you will definitely be popular in the capital." The man laughed.
"Sir, you flatter me." Large beads of sweat appeared on his father's forehead.
That night, Youyu found his father sitting by the candlelight and sighing for a long time.
Youyu didn't say a word. He walked in and knelt on the ground. His figure was reflected on the wall by the candlelight.
"Father, I was wrong." Youyu said in a small voice.
His father turned his head and didn't say anything. After a long time, he turned back. Under the candlelight, his old face was covered in tears.
His father didn't blame him. Instead, he pitied him. His father looked at Youyu and said in a deep and hateful tone.
"Son, you have to listen to me. No matter what, you have to be an official in the future. You have to have power in your hands. Only then can you have the right to choose. " After his father finished speaking, he pulled Youyu, who was kneeling on the ground, to his side. "Now that things have come to this, you can only do what I say. You have to do it well. Otherwise, even I can't protect you."
After hearing his father's words, Youyu couldn't help but lie on his father's shoulder. He became a child who didn't know what to do after making a mistake. He began to bawl.
A month later, the distinguished guests of Guiyu Pavilion were informed of the grand event that was about to take place. Those well-trained actors and actresses were about to make their first public appearance on the stage. Among them was the Pavilion Master's own son.
As a result, almost all of the officials and nobles in the capital came to see the performance.
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That night, even the private rooms on the second floor were filled with people. The tea table was even more packed. Amidst the uproar, only Yu Youyu's father was trembling with fear. His father absent-mindedly dealt with the guests. He ran into the same official from last time. That official sipped his tea and said through the smoke of incense, "You really do understand me.
"Oh you, you truly understand me. No wonder this Returning Jade Pavilion is so prosperous."
His father's hands, which were hidden in his sleeves, were tightly clenched into fists. On the surface, he still said respectfully, "As long as the official can enjoy himself, that's enough." After saying this, he turned and left in a hurry.
The actors and actresses backstage were also anxious. They all wanted to use tonight's performance to gain fame and wealth. However, Youyu was alone in a corner, drawing his face. His drawing was a mess.
Sun Yizhi saw this and walked over. "Hey, Youyu, what are you doing? It's not like you're pretending to be a ghost to scare people." After saying this, he snatched the brush from Youyu's hand and helped him draw his eyebrows. He saw the tears that were about to fall from Youyu's eyes.
Sun Yizhi stopped and patted him on the shoulder. He said, "Don't cry. Otherwise, your face will become a mess and you won't be able to wash it clean." Then he walked away to try on his own costume.
One act after another took place on the stage. The audience cheered endlessly. Finally, it was the last actor's turn. Youyu went on stage. The entire night had reached its climax.
His father's face under the candlelight, the words his father had told him, the actions his father had told him to do.
At this moment, these scenes were replaying in his mind.
Everyone below the stage was a blur. The dazzling lights melted into one. Behind him, the sound of gongs and drums rang out in unison. It was fiercely transmitted to his back, as if urging him to hurry up, hurry up.
He also heard someone saying, "It's your turn, Youyu, Youyu, it's your turn." The urging sounds and the music grew louder and more hurried. Dong dong dong, hurry up, hurry up.
He used all his strength to shout out the most exciting song of the show. "Then — —"
As soon as he shouted this sentence, the audience and the stage fell silent. Even the music stopped.
Youyu finally closed his eyes. He said, "My voice is hoarse."
It was a hoarse and broken sound.
The official had a look of pity on his face. He said to his father, "Sigh, he has a good embryo, but in the end, he's still rotten wood." After saying this, he pretended to sigh for a while.
His father relaxed. "Sigh, he's not born for this. Even if I train him well, in the end, he won't be able to become a star."
The official was silent for a while. He said, "But there are still quite a few good performers in your Guiyu Pavilion."
His father asked, "Who did you notice, sir?"
"That's the one who sang 'Broken Jade'. Aiyo, she sang it to perfection."
"Sir, that person's name is Sun Yizhi." His father said.
Thus, after this night, although Youyu became a joke, it didn't take long for the joke to become outdated. Later on, no one remembered anyone who made a fool of themselves on stage. But another person, Sun Yizhi, became famous throughout the capital and became a star. Every night, people would come to watch him sing and drink with him, and they would never stop coming.
After that, Youyu obediently studied until he met Ziqu. But he never told anyone about this. Now, the only person who knew was probably Sun Yizhi.
Youyu lowered the curtain of the carriage. He prepared to get off the carriage and enter Guiyu Pavilion.
On the way, he recalled the past and couldn't help but sigh. He didn't expect this to happen to this person.
Lao Song led the way in front of him. They went up the stairs and came to the door of a private room. It was quiet inside.
"Sir, that person is inside." Lao Song told him.
"It's so quiet. Is it just one person?" Youyu asked.
"Yes, it's just one person." Lao Song added, "Sir, do you plan to …"
"Who cares who he is. I'll go in and see for myself. Let's see who has the guts to ask me to accompany him!" After saying this, Youyu signaled Lao Song to leave. He aggressively pushed open the door with a bang.
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