Dongting, Wenxiang Street, outside Guimoxuan.

At this time, Gui Moxuan was crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, bustling.

The platforms built by Gui Moxuan have not been dismantled, and at this time they seem to have a better use, on the lowest platform, a big drama has been played, several actors are babbling and singing on it, and bursts of cheers erupt from time to time below.

Zi Baifeng sat in Gui Moxuan, by the window, turned his head to look at the big drama outside, shaking his head and following the beat from time to time.

In this world, there are too few entertainment activities, and Zi Baifeng has gradually begun to like opera.

And the play he is performing now is familiar to him, which is the legend of the White Snake.

While listening, Zi Baifeng sighed with emotion, and there is really no one in his family who is fuel-efficient.

Dad directly entered the Tao as a craftsman, and became the first master of the Zi family, not to mention, Dad almost died, Mom still didn't let go of her career, Gui Moxuan opened to Zaitianfu, not to mention, now the sister-in-law of the Zi family has also re-raised a team and developed her acting career to Zaitianfu.

And in this team, Zi Baifeng found many clansmen of the Zi family, the clansmen of the Zi family seemed to be versatile, a few honest men, at this time changed their clothes, sang Tsing Yi, that figure, that eyebrows, the scribes below were fascinated.

Zi Baifeng is a private seat here, ordinary people can't sit down, and the one sitting opposite is Zi Jian, he also shook his head and listened, humming a few words from time to time.

Gui Moxuan's business has always been a high-end business, and the previous aura crises have not had much impact.

The crisis of aura seemed to have passed at this time, and as more people who participated in the exam poured in from all directions, Gui Moxuan's business went to the next level, and it was a hot mess.

Although not doing low-end business, Zi Wu does not mind having fun with the people, Zi Bai Feng and small plate design, the sub clan people to build this high platform, named "step by step", has become an important scene in Zaitenfu, but also has become an important cultural place in Zaitianfu, Zi Wu paid money, invited a lot of troupes, every three or five to come to the show, attracting many people to see.

At this time, many literati, how noble and noble they are on weekdays, are also crowded in the crowd at this time, shaking their heads and excited with mud legs and refugees.

Zi Baifeng listened for a while, and suddenly saw a person in the crowd, he got up and walked out.

As soon as Zi Baifeng left, the place he got out of the way was taken by someone.

Da Guo Xianjun shamelessly picked up the teapot in front of Zijian, poured himself a cup, drank it in a subterranean stream, listened to the singing outside the window, and was very intoxicated.

Zijian glared at him, and there was nothing he could do about this shameless old guy.

"Well, my old man has found a place to rest. Not only are people shameless, but they also blatantly nag, "Some people, I don't know how to respect the old man and make the virtuous, and I don't know that the old man occupies a place ...... my old man."

"For an old and disrespectful person, what qualifications do you have to sit here!" Zi Jian glanced at him, and Zi Wu, who was watching from the side, smiled from ear to ear, these two people quarreled every day, and they were quite happy to fight.

Da than Xianjun is indeed a rare affinity among Xianjun, he seems to be able to talk to anyone, and he has a very good appetite for the Zi family.

Although even if he dies, he refuses to admit that Gongzi Wen is not as good as Zi Baifeng, which is very annoying.

"Talented!" Zi Baifeng walked out, squeezed a passage through the crowd, and went straight to the figure.

After not seeing him for a few days, Hu Caijun was even more haggard than when he was at the poetry and literature meeting that day, his clothes were torn, and his hair was a little scattered, but Zi Baifeng still recognized him at a glance.

That day, Zi Baifeng was busy racing poetry and did not talk to Hu Caijun.

Today, I saw Hu Caijun again, but it made Zi Baifeng feel like he had met his old acquaintance in a foreign country.

If Hu Caijun also came to participate in the Great Shangke, with Hu Caijun's talent, he would definitely be among the best, and now Zi Baifeng really needs a helper, if Hu Caijun can help him, it will be even better.

When Hu Caijun saw Zi Baifeng coming, he couldn't even scream in his heart.

is the so-called old acquaintance in another country - enemy, Zi Baifeng to Hu Caijun, maybe three points of appreciation, two points of recognition, five points of helplessness, but Hu Caijun to Zi Baifeng, but a hundred are unwilling to see each other again.

Zi Baifeng, this guy, is simply the magic star of his life, and since he saw this guy, nothing good has happened.

And after seeing this guy last time, he was misunderstood, and he was implanted with an inexplicable upright heart, which made his current life miserable.

Although Hu Caijun turned his back and left, there were too many people, he wanted to escape, but it was too late, so he could only pray loudly in his heart: "Don't ask, don't ask, don't ask!"

If Zi Baifeng had to greet him, he hoped that Zi Baifeng would never use a question sentence, and gradually just said: "You were also there." "That's fine, don't ask—

"Caijun, why are you here?" asked Zi Baifeng.

Hu Caijun's heart was cold, and it was over......

He wanted to say a word and turn around and leave, but he involuntarily turned around, facing Zi Baifeng, his face was serious, and he knew everything and said endlessly, "Before I left here last time, I saw an old man......"

This said that it was half an hour, until Hu Caijun felt that his mouth was dry, and then he finished telling the whole ins and outs.

Zi Baifeng opened his mouth and was stunned, and after a while, he held Hu Caijun's hand, shed a tear of sympathy, and asked, "Then how did you come to Zaitin Mansion?"

Hu Caijun's face was pale, and he trembled and began to say from the time he left Mengcheng, and after finishing speaking, he almost foamed at the mouth and almost cried bitterly.

He finally understood that this was retribution, retribution, the former Zi Baifeng was so upright, his reputation of "only telling the truth Zi Baifeng" was so loud, Hu Caijun regarded him as a fool, and even took advantage of his uprightness, drugged him, and took away the position that belonged to Zi Baifeng.

And now, the poor talented man who can only tell the truth almost foams at the mouth when he plays with the quilt.

"Caijun, is it true that no matter what you ask, you will answer?" Zi Baifeng smiled like a little fox, he lowered his voice and said, "Then I ask you, your little ......"

Hu Caijun really wanted to turn around and leave, or directly kick Zi Baifeng to death, but the strength of Dao Xin had already been used up, and now he was not much stronger than an ordinary mortal.

And Zi Baifeng's two hands were like a pair of iron tongs, firmly clamping his hands and preventing him from walking away.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, there was a person who relieved him, and a member of the sub-clan squeezed through the crowd and said, "Childe, there is something important to see you in Kochishu!" He lowered his voice and said, "It is said that someone from Yinglongzong is here......"

"At this time?" Zi Baifeng frowned slightly, and then he handed the Hu Caijun in his hand to the Nazi clan, and said, "You watch him first, don't let him run, if he wants to run, ask him some questions, by the way, don't forget to give him some water to drink...... Caijun, you can stay at my house first, I still have something to ask you......"

With that, Zi Baifeng hurriedly left.

The people of the Zi clan looked at Hu Caijun with a smile and asked, "Where does this son's name come from, and is he friends with our son?"

Hu Caijun is going crazy, ask, ask, ask your sister!

Zi Baifeng, I hate you, I will always hate you!