Seeing that his words aroused Li Kuipai's interest, Zhao Ji returned to calmness and waved his hand to let Quan Guan clear him down. He walked slowly into the room.

Li Kuipai didn't stare at Zhao Ji in an instant. Seeing his slow movements, he was so anxious that he felt fine sweat on his forehead. He hurriedly bowed: "I hope Yanei can forgive me for the negligence before. Just now, Yanei said that there was a new drama, what kind of drama it was? I am a fool, and most of the dramas in the world are memorized in my heart..."

"I promise, my play is something you haven't heard of Mr. Li." Zhao Ji sat down slowly under the puppet of Li's puppet, and then smiled and said, "Besides, I'm not a play here. I remember all the hundreds of plays in my heart. Mr. Li, do you want to take a look?"

"Of course I thought about it!"

Li Kuipai nodded quickly and responded. A pair of hot eyes almost wanted to swallow Zhao Ji, scratching his ears and heads, unable to control himself.

Zhao Ji stretched out his hand and said, "Get paper and pen."

Before he finished speaking, Li Kuipai immediately placed his pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of Zhao Ji, and his movements were astonishing as he could.

Seeing that Li Kuipai was so ardent, Zhao Ji stopped making a fool of himself and started writing. He inherited the talent and literacy of his ex-girlfriend Zhao Ji. Although he was not a scholar of his studies, writing a play is not difficult. Besides, he did not ask him to create it himself, but he just wrote down while recalling it in his mind. He entrusted the blessings strictly required by the middle school teachers. Zhao Ji wrote smoothly. He filled a piece of paper without hesitation, and then continued to write on another piece of paper. Therefore, he should love to learn, have a skill, and have a better life after traveling through time.

Li Kuipai gently pinched the piece of paper with the undried ink and held it carefully in his hand. At first glance, he could no longer move his eyes. He looked intoxicated and muttered something. When Zhao Ji was full of the second piece of paper, he was even more impatient to copy it. The greedy appearance made Quan Guanqing next to him feel curious, so he stretched his neck to see what Zhao Ji wrote, but was pushed away by Li Kuipai. This Li Kuipai's martial arts are not necessarily better than Quan Guanqing, but now he protects his treasures and bursts out much more than usual force, which makes Quan Guanqing unable to resist. He staggers and staggers several feet away, and hits his head against the wall.

Liang Shicheng next to him said with a complacent look: "My young master's talent is highly praised by many scholars in Tokyo. This actor can see the preciousness of the young master's calligraphy, so he has some skills."

When he wrote the third piece of paper, Zhao Ji's memory was blocked, and he didn't ask for copying the original text. Anyway, he remembered the main plot and made up for the missing part of the memory. After a pause, he saw that Li Kuipai had already burst into tears and burst into tears. While crying, he lamented: "Dou E's fate is too sad and grievance..."

What Zhao Ji wrote was "The Injustice of Dou E". If we want to shake people's hearts, tragedy can always resonate more than comedy. Zhao Ji wanted to shock Li Puppet in one fell swoop, and this famous song by the great talented man Guan Hanqing is naturally the best choice. Although there are some dramas in the brothels of the Song Dynasty, the plays are mostly slang, and few are worth savoring. Orthodox literati still preach the classics, while the talented men prefer poetry, and few people are involved in opera legends, so naturally there are no fine works. This injustice of Dou E is itself a famous work that can be passed down through the ages, which naturally makes Li Puppet, who is obsessed with the show, immediately became intoxicated by it.

At this time, footsteps suddenly sounded outside, and then a young Beggars' Gang disciple came in and whispered to Quan Guanqing. Quan Guanqing nodded and said to Zhao Ji: "Young Master, the gang leader has returned and is waiting now."

Zhao Ji nodded, then put down his pen and stood up and said, "Let's just stop here today. Mr. Li, you should know that I have no false words when you see this drama."

Li Kuipai Shang was immersed in the world of drama and did not hear Zhao Ji at all. When he noticed that Zhao Ji and the others were about to leave, he suddenly screamed, then he rushed towards Zhao Ji and shouted: "What's behind? How could this Dou E not give me any explanation?"

Zhao Ji no longer remembers it later, and even if he remembers it, he doesn't want to write it out in one breath. Besides, Qiao Feng has come back, so he doesn't have time to continue writing here. After all, getting to know this Li Puppet is just a casual move, and now he doesn't want to have anything to do with the Xiaoyao Sect. If he attracts the old monster Ding Chunqiu, it will be another trouble.

Quan Guanqing still had the resentment of being offended by Li Kuipai. Seeing this, he stepped forward and waved his arms to Ge Kai, and said angrily: "You are so rude. You just stayed in the door and didn't see guests now, and you don't let someone leave now. What's the reason! If you hit my son, ten lives will not be enough for you to compensate!"

The Li Puppet was still struggling to pull Zhao Ji's sleeve, but was pushed to the ground by Quan Guanqing, and then lay on the ground in the singing of the opera and shouted sadly: "How can you give up halfway through doing things? There must be an explanation later..."

When Zhao Ji heard his sadness, he stopped and turned around and said, "I really have no free time today, but I always have to stay in Luoyang for a few more days. If I take time out, I will definitely come to visit Mr. Li again."

Hearing this, Li Kuipai stopped and said angrily: "There is something more important in the world than this drama? Yanei must remember this agreement. Even if it is ten or a hundred years, I will wait for you here!"

After hearing this, Zhao Ji grinned and didn't know how to answer, so he stopped talking, bowed and left. Li Kuipai looked sad and sent Zhao Ji and his party out of the railing, holding the half of the play in his arms.

As he approached the inn, Zhao Ji saw Qiao Feng strode over, and smiled from afar, "Young Master Zhao actually came to Luoyang, which really surprised me! But why didn't I tell me early, and I could come back early to receive the distinguished guests."

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "I came here just to see the Beggars' Sect's Hundred Flowers Conference, so I don't have to disturb your business by Brother Qiao."

When we met again, both of us were in a very happy mood. After returning to the inn, Qiao Feng said to Zhao Ji with a serious look on his face: "Although the deputy leader of the Ma gang in our gang is a harsh and stern person, we are still a good man with true nature and friendship, and have no bad intentions. Maybe because the Bianliang Hall did not discuss with him in advance, maybe he was a little dissatisfied, but he was not deliberately targeting you, Mr. Zhao. If you offend, I apologize to Mr. Zhao on behalf of Deputy Leader Ma!

Zhao Ji waved his hand and said, "The Deputy Gangma of Ma has come to explain this matter to me last night, and there is no need for Brother Qiao to apologize for him. Generally speaking, there will inevitably be criticisms and different opinions. As long as you think it is good in your heart, that's it. If you want to cover everything and make everyone praise it, it's rare."

After hearing this, Qiao Feng sighed, "After that being said, Deputy Gangma has always been a veteran in the gang, and he is also devoted to the Beggars' Sect. Although I don't know why he opposed opening a hall in Bianliang, I guess Deputy Gangma has seen the negligence that we have never noticed in the past, and will go to visit and inquire later."

"No need. The Deputy Gangma had already talked to me last night that he would personally take charge of Bianliang."

Qiao Feng had just returned to Luoyang. After hearing his subordinates briefly talk about yesterday's incident, he immediately rushed to the inn. Before he could see Ma Dayuan. When Zhao Ji said that the trouble had been solved, he smiled and said, "I don't want Mr. Zhao to help me solve another trouble. I really don't know how to thank you."

"Brother, why are you polite?" Zhao Ji smiled casually.

Quan Guanqing was watching Prince Duan value Qiao Feng so kindly, and couldn't help but feel envious and awe-inspiring in his heart. He thought that in the future, in addition to fulfilling the prince's order, he must also follow the leader of the Qiao Gang in the gang.

After a few greetings, Qiao Feng said to Zhao Ji again: "Since you are here in Luoyang, how can you live outside? Mr. Zhao, please go back to the head of the Beggars' Sect with me and let me do my best to the landlords' friendship. Let's stop drunk tonight!"

Last night, Ma Dayuan also invited Zhao Ji to return to the headquarters, but Zhao Ji felt resentment and refused without thinking, intending to make things difficult for him. However, since Qiao Feng spoke up and thought for a while, Zhao Ji agreed. He wanted to let Ma Dayuan and the elders of the Beggar Gang understand that a considerable part of the reason for his closeness to the Beggar Gang was because of Qiao Feng. As for whether Ma Dayuan's worries would be even more important, it was not within his consideration.

This time, he returned to the head of the Beggars' Sect. With Qiao Feng's company, Zhao Ji received a treatment that was very different from yesterday. Because of the disciples of the Beggars' Sect's notice in advance, all the elders from Ma Dayuan and the other ones went out of the bamboo forest to line up to greet him, which finally made people feel a little respect. The resentment in Liang Shicheng and others was also gone by the beggars' Sect's beloved.
Chapter completed!