The sound of Pingtan outside could be heard in the private room, and the unique glutinous tone of Jiangnan made her feel refreshed.

No wonder, the powerful ministers of the Eight Banners could not resist the attack of the thin horse. Such a glutinous voice and the tone of coquettishness were probably no one to resist. Now, there are many officials in Jiangnan who have traces of thin horses.

"Si4, do you think these court officials can also keep pingtans in their families?" Qing Yan tilted his little head and was a little puzzled. These pingtans are often two people, and unlike the Peking Opera troupes, they are all together.

The soft-tongued Pingtan outside made him feel a headache. Once upon a time, he had watched a lot of scenes in Jiangnan at the homes of the courtiers, and some of them were even more explicit.

The Cao family's opera troupe is the best in Jiangnan. Once, he had the honor to watch one, but he didn't understand anything else.

"Xiaoguai, can you understand?" Pingtan was sung in Jiangnan dialect. How could Xiaoguai understand?

Qingyan shook her little head. If she could understand, she wouldn't just watch the fun.

Yin shook his head in frustration. If she likes Pingtan, Yin wouldn't mind raising a few Pingtan actors in the mansion in the capital, it would be fine if he just listened to the lively.

"So 4, I'm just listening to the excitement. Are the competitions of the Qiqiao Festival you mentioned are also held in the two show buildings next to it?" Qingyan looked at the two four-story show buildings around. Where is the highest place on this street?

He looked at her eyes and was reluctant to leave. Sure enough, there were two towering buildings, like those built by a large family. They were always closed to the public.

"Yes, there are many famous ladies in Jiangnan, and they are divided into different levels. The best ladies are competing in these two show buildings. The rest are basically competing on the carriage at home, and the treatment is much worse." Yin explained, "That day, the street will be closed in the afternoon, and Cao Yin and others will also have to pay for the safety of this competition. The safety of the ladies is their greatest responsibility that day.

The Qingyan was shocked. It turned out that the competition for the Qiqiao Festival was so grand that even the government was about to touch.

"The daughters of officials in Jiangnan will come to participate, but the Cao family is an exception. On the Qiqiao Festival, the daughters of the Cao family are not allowed to appear, the Cao family can only appear as concubines." Yin whispered to Qingyan that the daughters of the Cao family usually have to marry the families of powerful officials, so they do not have to show up in public.

"Fourth, isn't the legitimate daughter even worse than the concubine's daughter?" Qing Yan looked at him in surprise. Outsiders said that the legitimate daughter of the Cao family was very good, and she was trained completely according to the appearance of a thin horse, and she also had the style of a noble girl.

The two wanted to merge, which made many court officials concerned. Fortunately, Cao Yin did not have many legitimate daughters. One had been sent to the Prince's Mansion, and the other two were still young and could not bear such a burden.

"Yes, as the court officials of Emperor Ama, many of the royal families have already given the following power. If they want to gain real power, some people want to go this way and marry the daughters of powerful ministers. Most of the loyal ministers of the Eight Banners of Manchuria are ordered to the prince. Cao Yin's legitimate daughter missed the calculation." Yin smiled coldly. They were plotting in the court, and even the marriage of their descendants had to be plotted.

"The legitimate wife is just a decoration, and there are still a few concubines who can marry?" Qing Yan said sadly.
Chapter completed!