Kang Long returned to his seat, and Fu Zhaoxin asked curiously: "Does the wise brother recognize that class leader?"
Kang Long shook his head and said: "I don't know, but I just asked them if they could sing "Mulan". Unexpectedly, Team Leader Li said it was a coincidence. They had just rehearsed this scene, so they asked me to sing it."
No, the female actor on the stage sang exactly this song."
Fu Zhaoxin nodded, squinted his eyes, and listened carefully to the opera sung by the woman on the stage. He couldn't help but shake his head and hum along with the rhythm.
Everyone present, except for Ma Shiyu, Ma Benlei and Yuan Jiyao, were all fascinated by the content of the play and the woman's singing. What's more, Zhao Pu actually burst into tears.
I don't know whether I was moved by the opera or the woman's singing voice.
After the song was sung, everyone clapped and applauded, and it was Zhao Pu who cheered the most. Unfortunately, the actor who sang Mulan went straight to the back of the stage without even looking at the audience.
Then the drum horn sounded, and several martial arts students jumped up and started playing on the stage. The atmosphere of the banquet also became lively due to the excitement on the stage. Fu Zhaoxin encouraged everyone to drink from time to time, while whispering to everyone
Kang Long whispered: "Brother Xian, when the banquet is over, please go to my brother's study to talk. I still have some things to ask."
Kang Long nodded and agreed. Ma Shiyu was afraid that Kang Long would get drunk again and hurt his health, so he kept poking Kang Long's waist with his fingers. Kang Long felt warm in his heart and stopped drinking heavily. He only occasionally raised his glass to meet the occasion.
After the banquet was over, Li Shiyi and Miss Na Fei'er never appeared again. After everyone dispersed, there were servants from the yamen accompanying them, leading everyone back to rest.
Kang Long followed Fu Zhaoxin through the second hall and entered the study room in the backyard. As soon as he entered the study room, Kang Long saw a portrait hanging above the desk.
"Brother, what is this?" Kang Long pointed at the portrait inexplicably, not knowing how to express it.
Above the portrait, the person painted is Kang Long, and the inscription next to it is the poem "Shui Diao Ge Tou" that Kang Long recited in the backyard of Fu Mansion on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival in August.
Fu Zhaoxin looked a little sad and said: "Brother Xian, this portrait was painted by Ting Yu. My brother doesn't have this talent. Ting Yu also wrote the words. The reason why my brother asked Ting Yu for this painting is because my eldest brother
I really miss my dear brother very much. Secondly, it is because my eldest brother is afraid that Ting Yu will miss my dear brother so much that he will not think about food and food all day long and lose weight day by day. My dear brother, Ting Yu sheds tears all day long. My eldest brother feels very unbearable. I hope
If you have time, go back to Luoyang and take Ting Yu away! If you go to Dad's place, tell me, or you'll be severely punished by Dad at worst."
Kang Long was shocked in his heart again. He felt that he was too selfish and only cared about so-called big things. However, if he couldn't achieve big things, how could he marry Fu Tingyu from that old fox Fu Yanqing?
Although Fu Tingyu was definitely willing to follow Kang Long and leave Fu Mansion privately, Kang Long was unwilling to wrong Fu Tingyu in this way.
There is another thing that worries Kang Long very much. There is no doubt that Yan Ruyu and Fu Tingyu are twin sisters, so what is Ting Yu’s true identity? Thinking of this, Kang Long glanced at Fu Zhaoxin strangely and decided to ask him
, to see if he knows Ting Yu’s true identity.
"Brother, there is something I want to ask you, and I hope that eldest brother can tell me the truth."
Fu Zhaoxin was obviously stunned. He couldn't figure out what he was hiding from his second brother, which caused him to ask such a question. He said casually: "My dear brother, please tell me. My eldest brother must know everything."
Kang Long asked seriously and cautiously: "Brother, is Ting Yu your biological sister? If not, what is her true identity? I hope the eldest brother can tell the younger brother, and the younger brother will be very grateful!"
Fu Zhaoxin was stunned again, with a look of surprise and disbelief on his face. He was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses in horror, and said somewhat at a loss: "Brother Xian, why do you ask such a question?"
Kang Long decided not to beat around the bush and said straight to the point: "I saw Yan Shiniang's true appearance, which is exactly the same as Ting Yusheng's, and her real name is Yan Ruyu. She said that Ting Yu is her twin sister, named Yan Ruyu. Big brother,
The younger brother wants to know the truth. The elder brother can rest assured that no matter what, Ting Yu is a member of the Fu family, and I, Kang Long, will never do anything to embarrass the Fu family. Please tell the younger brother the truth!"
Kang Long looked at Fu Zhaoxin with a pleading face. He didn't get any useful information from Yan Ruyu. He really wanted to know Fu Tingyu's true identity.
Fu Zhaoxin was lost in thought for a while, and finally let out a long sigh and said in a strange tone: "Brother Xian, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's that I don't know who Ting Yu's true identity is. I only remember that it was ten
It happened eight years ago. It was snowing heavily that day. My second mother was in labor and gave birth to my third brother. I was only a teenager at the time. I was building a snowman with my servants in the courtyard. Suddenly, an uninvited guest came to our house.
It was a woman dressed in Taoist attire, with a white gauze covering her face, but I could still see her face while squatting on the ground. She was very beautiful, just like Ting Yu now. The female Taoist woman was holding a girl in her arms.
A baby girl suddenly appeared in the yard of my house. My father was just a young tooth general in the Tang Dynasty at that time.
The strange thing is that the female channel seemed to know my father. After he was politely let into the house, the two of them talked secretly all afternoon. I don’t know what they said. I was just having fun at the time and didn’t know what to do.
I didn't expect to eavesdrop. Unexpectedly, when the nun left in the evening, I got a younger sister. My father left the baby girl left behind by the nun to be taken care of and raised by my mother. In this matter, no one except me and my mother were born.
Outside, no one knows anymore. Originally Er Niang knew about it, but Er Niang accidentally said something to outsiders, and Er Niang disappeared from my house the next day. From then on, the third brother was raised by S Niang.
And although our family suddenly has a third lady, no one talks too much anymore."
Having said this, Fu Zhaoxin sighed again and said: "Second brother, this matter has always been a taboo in our Fu family. Dad has a very weird temper. No matter who mentions this matter, he will definitely be furious. So, eldest brother
I would like to advise you not to worry about other things. As long as dad agrees to the matter between you and Ting Yu, even Ting Yu's biological parents can't make the decision."
Kang Long was shocked by what Fu Zhaoxin said just now, and he recognized his words in his heart. Indeed, so what if they were Ting Yu's biological parents? It was the female Taoist who personally gave Ting Yu to Fu Yanqing.
However, Kang Long always felt that the whole thing was weird. He suddenly remembered that when Ri Yan Ruyu was chasing him, the Evil Sword Immortal Li Yi suddenly appeared and said something that made Kang Long very baffled.
Thinking about it now, Kang Long suddenly discovered that sisters Yan Ruyu and Fu Tingyu seemed to have a close relationship with a person named Gongsun Jiuniang. In addition, it seemed that Feng Qingwu had an unusual relationship with Yan Ruyu. What secret was there? He
For a moment, he couldn't figure it out. He just felt like his head was like a ball of paste, and all the messy information poured into it.