"Qi Shi, you have never asked me why I asked you to find the broken book." Yang Yanqing reached out and opened the invitation on the table. It was sent by an old fan. The letter was sincere and asked Yang Yanqing to sing a song at his house to fulfill his wish. He is now more than eighty.

"Of course I'm curious." Qi Shi sat on the chair with his legs raised: "But I am a man. I said, "You save my life and I'll make a cow and a horse for you. I'll make a cow and a horse for you. It's hard to chase after you. How can a cow and a horse turn around and ask your master?"

This metaphor is inappropriate, Yang Yanqing smiled slightly: "A gentleman's words are as good as a horse. Brother Qi, I'll ask you. I heard that Wei Shijie has a very favored concubine who likes to watch dramas the most. I was wondering, I have been resting for too long, so should I take the stage occasionally?"

When Qi Shi heard this, he stood there: "Brother, are you going to go on stage?"

Yang Yanqing answered the question irrelevantly: "Do you believe in the theory of Feng Shui's lifeline?"

"Brother, you said that you have learned Feng Shui lifeline since you were a child, and you also believe that Feng Shui lifeline can change your life. I am your brother. If you believe it, I believe it. "Qiyun Record" is useful to you, and I will definitely get it for you." Qi Shi said: "Now, this Qiyun Record in Wei Shijie's hand is our first goal."

Qi means being angry, luck means fortune, creating a situation. After reading my grandfather’s letter, Yang Yanqing knew that he would never be able to get rid of it in his life. Over the years, in addition to taking every step to gain all his reputation and money, his mind was on studying Feng Shui and numerology, and he had achieved some success. Others had questions, why are they all actors? Only Yang Yanqing could own his own theater?

Yang Yanqing chose tombs when he looked at the cave, Qi Shi was robbing the tomb. The two worked closely together. Qi Shi was placing the tombs. There was another task to see if other volumes of "Qiyun Record" were stored in ancient tombs. Unfortunately, over the years, Ming Qi has saved a lot, but there was no volume of "Qiyun Record". Unexpectedly, it was not in the hands of the dead and had fallen into the arms of the living.

Yang Yanqing clenched his hands into a fist and pressed them heavily on the table: "Now you can spread the news of my on-stage."

Qi Shi was a little excited: "The bait has been put down, just waiting for the fish to take the bait."

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, Rongfeng Theater's good show is released tonight, and the famous actress Yang Yanqing will take the stage in person!" The newspaper boy about seven years old ran happily on the stone road in Haicheng. He held today's newspaper in his hand. The date in the newspaper was May 13, 21st year of the Republic of China, which was an auspicious day.

People in Haicheng know how chaotic the world outside is. The warlords from all walks of life occupy the land and now there is a trend of being divided into two polarities. So what? This is the most popular teahouse in Haicheng. It still gathers a large group of old and young men, mixed with the accents of various places. It’s so lively. The people who are speaking on the stage are talking and talking. When the boys passed by, some people have stopped to watch, and they are even more anxious to run out to buy a newspaper, and then unfold: "Oh, Boss Yang is actually on stage in person today. It’s rare. Let’s go, buy a ticket!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the guests in the teahouse left for more than half. The shopkeeper was stunned and slapped himself in the thigh: "Oh, this Yang Yanqing who was killed by a thousand swords!"

The Rongfeng Theater is full of guests. The first row of the city is full of celebrities, and there are also many people coming from thousands of miles away. For example, the warlord Wei Shijie of Yuncheng and his wives and concubines. In addition, there is also the Kong family and his family. There is a face that is particularly eye-catching.

Nowadays, the style of foreign clothes is fashionable, such as women wearing costumes, men wearing suits, and the same suit, but they are particularly handsome and their sitting posture is also particularly straight, which makes a group of women laugh and said, "Ling Zheng, now we are watching opera, not fighting, so you can relax."

"Five Niang, I'm used to it."

Mr. Kong looked at him, and the playful women immediately calmed down. The corners of his mouth raised, and a quiet temperament was revealed in his heroic spirit. This person was Kong Lingzheng, the eldest son of the Kong family. He was handsome and handsome, and his figure was tall, which had already attracted many wives and ladies to stop and watch. When they learned that they were the eldest son of the Kong family, they were all full of imagination. The Kong family is the fourth master of the Republic of China!

Kong Lingzheng saw that the theater was so grand that it was a work of interest from a playboy. He couldn't help but feel disgusted. He was originally studying in Germany, so his father asked him to take him back, saying that the army could not be without his own people, and forced himself into the army and made a small official position. This move also attracted criticism from many elderly people, some said that the Kong family was domineering, some said that they were not a single person, and even worse, some said that they could not last for three months.

He is not in the mood to watch the show now, but his father and his wife are very interested. He said he was on stage today but everyone. Everyone, Kong Lingzheng didn't know much about it shortly after he returned to China. He only knew about the collective family activities. If he didn't participate, someone would definitely be chewing behind his back and say that he was pretending to be noble. If his mother knew, she would be unhappy. Even for her mother, she would just do it.
Chapter completed!