After Lu Yunhong and Wang Xiu left, Xu Xiao stepped into the room.
He looked at Pei Shan, who had red eyes. He was still kneeling and refused to get up. He felt strange and asked, "How come you don't want to go to Beijing with such a good opportunity?"
"Do you know how many people will be waiting to welcome you when you enter the capital? You are a future young talent of the princelings and a disciple of the Number One Scholar. Even your master's father, Mr. Wang, likes you the most because you come from a poor family but work hard to make progress.
young people,"
Pei Shan said nothing, stood up, wiped away his tears and left.
To become successful, a man must support his family or establish his own business. He had long known that this day would come, but he did not expect that this day would come so early.
He hasn't seen his wife's child born yet, he hasn't been able to spend another year in Wuxi, and there are still many things he hasn't done yet, and he has no chance to do them now.
But no one will understand this. What they can see is a bright future and a bright future. What they can't see is that in the past, he was half-clothed, the autumn wind was bleak, and he curled up in the cold winter, wishing he could hibernate.
Pei Shan rushed out of Fengqi Academy and found his grandfather waiting outside.
My grandfather had gray hair on his temples and a stooped back, but he stood with his chest raised like a cypress tree that could withstand all wind and frost.
He stopped and soon understood that it was his grandfather who went to find his wife.
Xia Yan saw his grandson and took out half a bag of roasted chestnuts, but the heat made the bag wet.
Pei Shan took it and Xia Yan said: "There is still half of it. Your wife liked to eat it and poured it down."
"Pei Shan, your wings are too tender now. It seems that the Lu family and the Wang family don't need them. But if you grow up, you will be the arms of the Lu family and the Wang family in the future."
"Of course, you can also choose to be a child forever. I believe your wife will love you as always. But one day you find that no one can rely on you, and they can't rely on you. At that time, what should you do?
Woolen cloth?"
Pei Shan held the bag and said nothing for a long time.
Xia Yan sighed and touched his forehead with his rough hands, his eyes full of pity.
…
Xu Xiao did not expect that Wang Xiu would leave and come back.
He is the only student who compiles medical books without a name. He is still on duty in the infirmary, thinking that his days of dealing with Prince An are probably coming to an end. By then he will return to Beijing to continue singing, and he doesn't know if his voice is okay?
He kept the door of the infirmary ajar and sang a few words in a low voice alone in the cubicle.
"The liver and intestines are smelted with iron in the furnace, the butterfly is on the pillow on the pillow at the third watch of the night, the name of fame is the snake in the wine. The wind is sharp and the snow is thin, the cup is left in the cold, and the bamboo fence is covered by the green lamp."
After Xu Xiao finished singing, he wondered if he was thinking of his own experience, thinking that the song was called "Awakening the World", which was quite ironic, and for a moment he couldn't help but twitching his lips in self-deprecation.
But at this moment, Wang Xiu, who turned around and came back, applauded when he heard that Xu Xiao was on duty.
Xu Xiao was shocked. When he looked up, he saw the door was ajar, and Wang Xiu's petite body was standing at the door. The ajar door seemed like a joke.
For the first time, his face turned red, his eyes flew wildly, and he was so confused that he didn't know what to do.
But the next moment, he heard Wang Xiu say: "It's a pity not to sing in operas with your voice, but don't worry, no one else came, and they didn't hear it."
Xu Xiao's face suddenly turned hot. He was extremely embarrassed. He knew what he was most afraid of, but this day still came. Just because he had weak confidence and was afraid that he would sing in an opera one day, he actually practiced his voice in the academy.
It's really ridiculous. A person like him would not be unjust if he died.
Just when he was giving up on himself, Wang Xiu suddenly took two steps forward.
Just when he thought he was about to face humiliation, Wang Xiu said excitedly: "Ahem, wait a minute, I will only delay you for a while."
"Xu Xiao, I also have a few dramatic lines, which are very nice. Please listen to them for me."
Xu Xiao raised his head, his face full of astonishment, and there were even tears in his eyes that had no chance to condense.
On the other side, Wang Xiu spoke up.
"I have ordered wine from Guanshan, and it has been in my throat for thousands of years. I also drank it with boiling snow and Fengyun. I am an old friend from thousands of miles away. The green mountains should be white-headed. When I was young, I still used a silver gun to show off my romance."
After Wang Xiu finished singing, he swallowed and looked at Xu Xiao expectantly: "How was it? Is my singing okay?"
Xu Xiao: "..."
Xu Xiao's trembling tears finally gathered together and suddenly burst out of her eyes. She cried so sincerely.
It can't be compared to knowledge, it can't be compared to medical skills, it can't be compared to singing lyrics...
He thought that Lu Yunhong and his wife were deliberately trying to force him to death.
But at this time, Wang Xiu seemed to have discovered a new world and suddenly said to him: "Xu Xiao, I think you need to reposition yourself. Consider becoming a famous actor. Let me tell you, being a famous actor is also very profitable.
I have a wide network of contacts, so there is no need to join an official position at all."
Xu Xiao: "..."
For the first time, he wanted to curse, but he couldn't.
Because Wang Xiu's tone was so admiring, as if it was a pity for him not to become a famous actor?
So he could only say dryly: "You have Lu Zhuangyuan, of course you will say so."
As soon as he finished speaking, he almost bit off his tongue.
Why did he act like his little wife just now?
But Wang Xiu replied seriously: "No. It's because you think of actors as too humble, and think that those who sing operas are inferior to others. In fact, many ups and downs in ancient and modern times are not all performed by operas generation after generation.
."
"Think about it, if the opera singer is really so miserable, then those dignitaries, even the emperor and the princes, would be happy with it?"
"I'm serious with you. I think you sing very well. If there is a good opera, you will definitely become famous."
Xu Xiao heard that Wang Xiu didn't mean to despise him, but it was a joke to get ahead by singing.
He said halfheartedly: "Mr. Wang doesn't know something. Opera singers usually sign death contracts. Even the troupe can be bought and sold at will, let alone the opera singers?"
"The so-called getting ahead is just a short-lived fantasy that cannot stand for even a moment."
After Wang Xiu heard this, he said bluntly: "What's so difficult about that? What if you are the troupe leader yourself? What if your troupe is controlled by you? What if you are free and well-read poetry?"
"There has never been a shortage of deviant people in this world. If he succeeds, people will only say that he is unruly, because they have no way to deal with him. If he fails to succeed, he will fall into the mud, and the people will swarm and trample him, and then spit on him and curse him as filthy.
"
"But you are Xu Xiao, and you are not an actor who signed a death contract. You will not end up like that."
Xu Xiao was deeply shocked and said in disbelief: "You really think so?"
Wang Xiudao: "Of course, if you are willing, we can cooperate, and I can also write lyrics for you!"
"You can also play a playbook. You can also buy a theater troupe and give it to you, but we will charge a 50-50 split."
Wang Xiu thought, if she creates a popular celebrity, how much more money will she make?
Moreover, Xu Xiao’s acting skills were so amazing that she felt it was a great enjoyment to listen to him sing. In ancient times, there was little entertainment life. If she opened a theater at home, she could perform whatever she wanted and listen to whatever she wanted.
How do you listen? How cool is it?
After Xu Xiao made sure that she was not joking, she stood there stupidly, dumbfounded and at a loss.
"How come?"
He murmured softly.
Wang Xiu slowly said: "Why not?"
"I came here to tell you that if you want to enter the capital, I will send a letter to the eldest princess and ask you to enter the palace with everyone to meet the saint."
"After all, you are also compiling medical books together. It is impossible for them all to benefit and you to gain nothing."
Yao Yu, who was following, heard what Wang Xiu said and was sincerely happy for Xu Xiao.
Just when he looked at Xu Xiao happily, he saw Xu Xiao lowering his head in despair, as if he was making a difficult choice.
Yao Yu rushed up quickly, patted Xu Xiao on the shoulder and said, "What are you thinking about? Answer Mr. Wang quickly and say you want to go to the capital!"
Xu Xiao looked at the excited Yao Yu, pursed her lips, and said tremblingly: "No..."
"Can't go to the capital..."
"What?" Yao Yu looked at him in surprise and stayed in place, silent for a long time.