New White Snake Asking Immortals

One day, after finishing her training, she returned to Yang's Mansion.

When passing through the courtyard, I accidentally found that there are more than a dozen guards, maidservants and servants in Yang's mansion, which seem to be different from before.

Everyone has their own fate and destiny, whether life is bitter or rich, and it can also be seen how much life is left.

When I saw these people before, Bai Yujun could clearly see their fates, some lived long and some lived short, but these people suddenly lost their fates, it was very strange, and I could tell by smell that they had not been replaced by others, let alone replaced by others. Ghost Xiu uses Li Gui to forcibly control his body, but the person is still the same person, but his fate has become blurred.

Rubbing his forehead, he always felt that something was wrong.

"That dancer! Why don't you go to the rehearsal tonight for the adults? Did you hire you to hang out?" the butler with the mustache shouted arrogantly.

"Go here, go here, don't be angry, don't be so angry~"

Bai Yujun turned on the venomous tongue mode. The butler was so bullish every day that he was extremely vicious to the maids and servants. Before, because of a small mistake by the dancers, they skipped a meal, and those girls looked ugly when they were hungry. So that he vomited blood and died. Obviously, good people don't live long and cause harm to thousands of years.

"You...you are an actor!"

In the feudal era, opera singers had a humble status and were even like slaves. Although housekeepers were also servants, butlers belonged to the upper class among servants, and they were the pinnacle of servants’ lives. Of course they looked down on opera singers.

"Old man, you stand here and don't let me go and say that I don't hurry up to rehearse, are you a bit out of your mind?"

The housekeeper happened to block the path leading to the side courtyard, and it was purely a matter of his status.

"When I dare not ask the servant to blame you!"

"You dare, of course you dare, you are the most powerful and dare to do anything, how about this? Please let me go."

Anyone who has quarreled before knows how irritating this tone is. The housekeeper's mustache is trembling and panting, and Bai Yujun, who seldom quarrels, is almost dizzy.

It happened that Mr. Yang passed by.

"Sun Butler, what is the dispute?"

"My lord, this Liyuan opera singer dares to contradict me while walking in the mansion at will! It's simply unreasonable!"

Butler Sun looked like a concubine who was being bullied and found her backbone and almost lay on the ground hugging Young Master Yang's leg and crying. Bai Yujun really thought she had bullied him with that expression.

Young Master Yang looked at Bai Yujun, his eyes lit up instantly.

"This is my Yang Mansion. You don't know the rules. Come and take her to the backyard to discipline her strictly."

The two immediately knew the way and were ready to go forward to arrest people, and Bai Yujun was also ready to do it. At this very likely time of homicide, the always stern-faced aunt in charge of the Liyuan suddenly appeared.

"stop!"

The two family members were really frightened, and the Yang family knew that this aunt had learned boxing and kicking very well.

The aunt in charge looked at Bai Yujun with a helpless expression.

"I've been looking for you everywhere for a long time, why don't you go back to rehearse soon?"

"Yes."

Bai Yujun walked back to the side courtyard in a hurry, and the aunt in charge was arguing with Mr. Yang, and the housekeeper was not to be outdone. None of this had anything to do with Bai Yujun.

The courtyard is covered with carpets, and the musicians and dancers are rehearsing the dance. Bai Yujun rolled her eyes and sighed, changed into a long skirt and joined.

After a while, the music played and the dancers danced lightly...

Dinner parties are high-level group activities in ancient times. As long as they are from a powerful family or have nothing to do, they will invite distinguished guests and friends to have fun at home. Drink some wine and watch beautiful women dance and call the theater troupe to perform a good show. Yang Chen Coordinating the counter-rebellion in the southeast is often in contact with the powerful, otherwise he would not have directly arranged Liyuan to live in his own house.

There is a victory ahead, and the general and the local dignitaries are invited to celebrate with a dinner at home.

The front is defeated,

It is even more necessary to hold a dinner party to cheer up the frontline generals and high-ranking officials. No matter what is wrong with the dinner party, if there is, then it will be held twice.

The Yangfu drainage ditch emits the smell of oil, water and vegetable juice every day, and the sour smell attracts swarms of flies to gather for dinner.

All the woodcutters in Qingyan City knew that firewood consumption in Yang's mansion was huge, and they carried dry firewood at the back door every morning to wait for sale.

No, the sound of pots, stoves and iron spoons sounded again in the backyard kitchen, and preparations for the evening banquet began early.

There was a lot of traffic at the gate of the Yang Mansion.

Yang Chen also knew that holding a dinner party would easily provide opportunities for assassins, but in order to suppress the rebellion, he had to deal with various dignitaries. If he drank tea every day, who would come?

"The governor of Jinzhou Gao has arrived~"

"Master Nanyuan Lin is here~"

"General Hu is here~"

A number of distinguished guests came to the door, and Yang Chen's children and grandchildren stood at the door and entered the mansion one by one.

It didn't take long for Old Man Yang's performance to start in the living room. Using his years of experience as an official in Chang'an, he was proficient in coordinating various ministries, and he was able to arrange the chaotic southeastern states properly. I have a good understanding of the military, at least for now, it is recognized that there is no major mistake.

After the meeting, just as the sun was setting, candles and lanterns were lit in the mansion.

"Everyone has come from a long distance, and the boats and cars are exhausting. This old man specially arranged a banquet with wine and food for all of you."

Old man Yang looked at the housekeeper and nodded.

"Serve food~"

With a loud roar, it was as if a switch was being pressed. Countless maids and servants started the banquet skillfully according to the previous division of labor. Serving the food was the job of Bai Yujun and other dancers. All the beautiful dancers came in one by one, holding pedals and stepping on small steps.

The other party has not done anything since the last time the eggs were found.

There are no monks in the recent assassination assassins. The spiritual power fluctuations in the monks are easy to be discovered by the monks, so the opponents often use some ordinary people to assassinate. Almost let these ordinary assassins succeed.

Bai Yujun, who was about to go into the hall to dance after serving the food, felt irritated for no reason, as if something bad was about to happen...

The butler appeared outside the side door of the hall and gave Bai Yujun a hard look.

"Prepare to dance, don't make mistakes, or you will bear the consequences! Hmph!"

Bai Yujun, who was in the team, rolled her eyes and curled her lips, causing the aunt in charge to look helplessly.

"Okay, cheer up and go in."

The dancers walked into the middle of the hall from behind the curtain of the side door and began to dance. The atmosphere of the banquet was warm. They toasted and ate food and laughed as if they were friends who had been with each other for many years. The wine table culture was vividly interpreted in this ancient era.

Bai Yujun performed together with the girls, dutifully being a pawn in the dark.

The elder who sat behind the screen behind Yang Chen, the main seat, opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly moved his voice transmission to the Golden Core Stage monks. The hall was still full of feasting and feasting, but the monks outside were on alert. Tonight is destined not to be peaceful...