Foshan Theater can be said to be a theater but a grass-stage troupe. However, in the late Qing Dynasty, opera listening was one of the few entertainment projects for the common people, so every time the theater opened, the seats would be packed.

But today was different from usual. There were crowds of people outside the fence of the theater. People came to watch the show, and there were at least one or two hundred people waiting to buy tickets to enter.

What is strange is that after the Admiral accompanied a group of foreign devils to the entrance, and the theater owner happily started selling tickets, those who were waiting to buy tickets to watch the theater dispersed for some reason, and no one came forward to buy tickets.

This made the theater owner very depressed.

When Huang Shaohong took two disciples, Lin Yunkai and Yaca Su, to the theater gate on a sliding pole sedan, the theater owner came up to greet him with a sad look on his face.

After getting off the sedan, Lin Yunkai saw the boss crying and asked curiously: "Boss, on this day, you look like you are about to cry!"

The theater owner smiled bitterly and said: "It's a good day to start the gong, but you see, except for the admiral and those foreigners, how can anyone come to watch the show? There were so many people just now, but I don't know why they all left. Our theater troupe

How are you going to spend the next month?"

Huang Shaohong chuckled: "Okay, don't worry about it. I'll book the venue for this one, and I won't lose you any money!"

The boss was delighted when he heard this: "How embarrassing is that!"

Huang Shaohong waved his hand: "For fellow villagers, this is not bad!"

The theater owner didn't have any worries at this time. The folds on his smiling face could kill flies. He bowed and said: "Master Huang, please come in quickly. The admiral has been waiting for a long time. Since you have reserved the theater, I am here."

Just close the door and open the gong. If anyone comes again, we won't let him in!"

Huang Shaohong smiled and shook his head, sent the bearer back, and led his two apprentices into the theater under the guidance of the boss.

The boss led the way, gesturing to the waiters to close the door and start the gong.

When the Admiral and General Wiggans saw Huang Shaohong arriving, they both stood up to salute. The former smiled and said:

"Not long after I took office, I always wanted to make some achievements to serve the imperial court. Therefore, I acted rashly. I offended many people in the past. Please forgive me. I invited you to watch the show today, Master Huang, just to turn conflicts into friendship. I hope you and I can work together in the future.

, and together we will contribute to the prosperity of Foshan.”

He said it very politely, but his eyes flickered, and it was clear that he didn't mean what he said.

Huang Shaohong waved his hand and said: "What did you say, my lord? You are an official of the imperial court, and Huang is just a martial artist. If you want to offend me, it is because there is something Huang can't do, and you only offend my lord!"

The two smiled and made a gesture to each other to sit down.

After Wiggans sat down, he said in English: "Huang, we meet again. Today the Admiral invited me to watch a good show. Originally I didn't want to come, but when I heard that you were coming too, then I decided

Is there any reason to refuse? I just don’t know whether this scene is joyful or sad.”

After saying something full of meaning, Wiggans and Ji Shan beside him laughed together, as if this was something funny.

At this time, a waiter from the theater served tea to everyone. Huang Shaohong took the tea cup, blew on the tea leaves floating on it, and then said with a smile: "There is a saying that is often said, 'If you don't play the gong, you will never know what is being sung.

Which play is it? Whether it is happy or sad, you will know after watching the play...'"

Just when he brought the teacup to his mouth and wanted to take a sip, he clearly noticed from the corner of his eye that the admiral and the two foreigners were staring closely at the teacup he was holding.

It is clear that this tea must have been tampered with.

Huang Shaohong thought about it for a while and guessed that the two foreign devils had guns and men, so they would definitely not think such a small trick. He thought that the tea was the work of the admiral.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, these Qing court officials are experts in foreign wars and experts in internal fighting. They are useless when fighting foreign devils. They have many such dirty methods to deal with their own people!

Just when Huang Shaohong was about to "accidentally" knock over the tea cup, a martial artist with a painted face suddenly rushed out from behind the stage: "Master Huang, you can't drink that cup of tea!"

Hearing this voice, Huang Shaohong naturally stopped the tea cup and looked at the person. The admiral was stunned for a moment, and then slammed the table: "How dare you, Master Huang and I are drinking tea and watching a show here, you are so

How dare people come to disturb us."

At this time, the boss of the theater troupe who was waiting at the side quickly came forward: "Sir, this is the handyman of our theater troupe, his name is Liang Kuan, please be patient!"

The admiral said coldly: "It turns out he is a handyman. He dares to disturb my pleasure. Come on, please break one of his legs for me!"

Huang Shaohong heard the boss say that the colorful face was Liang Kuan, and he was surprised. There was some slight dissatisfaction between him and Liang Kuan the last time they met, but he didn't expect that the other party would meet with each other today.

But thinking about what he had to do soon, Liang Kuan was really troublesome. He immediately put the tea cup aside and said to the admiral: "Sir, wait a minute. This man is just a handyman. Just drive him out. There is no need to get angry."

, let’s watch a show... watch a show!”

When the admiral saw him putting down the tea, he was so angry that he couldn't say anything. He waved his hand to the troupe owner, intending to drive this man out quickly.

The troupe owner kicked Liang Kuan: "Get out of here!"

Liang Kuan said to Huang Shaohong: "Master Huang, they..."

Huang Shaohong's eyes widened: "I don't care about what happened just now. Get out of here!"

Liang Kuan choked, with an angry look on his face: "So Huang Feihong is this kind of person, bah, it's none of my business whether he dies or not!" After speaking, he spat hard, turned around and walked outside.

The opera started with the traditional song "The Legend of the White Snake". In real life, Huang Feihong once heard Mr. Mei Baojiu sing a piece of the Peking Opera "The Legend of the White Snake" on TV. That was the first time he felt the singing voice of an opera.

So stunning.

At this time, the Cantonese opera "The Legend of White Snake" was playing on the stage. It sounded melodious and soul-stirring, but it had a different flavor than the Peking opera.

Listening to the singing voice of the actor singing White Snake on the stage, "Yay, yah, yah", the admiral smiled at Huang Shaohong:

"Master Huang, look at these white snakes and green snakes. Although they have high magical power, they cannot escape from Fahai's grasp. Whether they are humans or monsters, they should be more honest and abide by the rules." This sentence has obviously been spoken.

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Huang Shaohong smiled calmly: "That's because they are too honest. If I were White Snake, I would have demolished Jinshan Temple and killed the old monk. Why would I wait for him to sneak in when White Snake is weak after giving birth?"

The admiral laughed: "You white snake, you are stubborn!" He picked up the teacup in his hand as if he was going to drink tea, but suddenly his hand shook, as if he was not holding it firmly, and the teacup immediately fell on the stand.

It fell to pieces.

At this moment, many people masked in black turbans and holding steel knives suddenly emerged from under the stands and on both sides of the stage. They had obviously been ambushing here for a long time. The leader of them shouted:

"Huang Feihong, you are bullying and dominating the market and harming one side. Today we, the Iron Sword Society, are going to eliminate harm for the people!"

Something unexpected happened, causing the actors on the stage to become a mess. They couldn't even care about singing. Green Snake and Xu Xian hugged each other, and White Snake rolled into a ball with Fahai, stumbling and crawling toward the backstage.

Run away.

These masked and knife-wielding gangsters made it clear as soon as they appeared that they wanted to cause trouble for Huang Feihong. They announced their business names and rushed towards the stands. The admiral and the two foreign devils had already stood up and retreated.
Chapter completed!