The Prince's singing concert was a day off for the children. Zhu San put on his new clothes early and dressed up carefully.
Different from the usual men's clothes and neutral clothes, she can wear beautiful girl's clothes that day, and can make some small modifications, put things on her head and body that she can't usually wear, and then be led by the maid to be alone.
A loft prepared for the ladies to watch the play.
"The child meets his mother and concubine..."
Zhu San was so happy that he went to pay homage to Prince Xing's concubine Jiang.
Jiang was about thirty years old at this time, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, graceful appearance, and she was sitting there like a living Bodhisattva. Sitting next to her was Zhu San and Zhu Si's wet nurse, Lu Song's wife Fan.
Two handsome maids stood behind her, and lying on the carpet in front was a little girl who had just turned three years old and couldn't even speak fluently.
When the little girl saw Zhu San, her eyes lit up, she stood up unsteadily, stepped forward to hold her sister, with envy on her face, and touched her sister's beautiful clothes with her little hands.
"Xiaoya, don't get my clothes dirty. I only have good clothes." Zhu San pouted, his eyes were burning, and he almost pushed his sister away.
Although the palace is frugal, it is not unkind to the female family members in the inner courtyard.
It's just because Zhu San usually wears men's clothes and the palace doesn't prepare so many girls' clothes for her, so she attaches great importance to this set of women's clothes. She is tired of pretending to be someone else's life every day and wants to return to normal.
Jiang said: "You are not like a sister. I think that if you become more knowledgeable, you will be knowledgeable and rational. Why are you angry with your sister? Xiaoya, come here."
The little girl quickly ran to her mother for shelter.
At this time, the sound of gongs was heard outside, and Zhu San hurried to the attic window and looked out through the curtain.
Mrs. Fan pursed her lips and smiled: "Your Majesty, don't worry, it will take a while before the show starts."
Zhu San turned around, with a slightly dissatisfied look on his face: "There are no outsiders today, how about I not be the heir apparent? Others think I am a boy, but I don't want to be a boy."
Mrs. Fan smiled and said nothing.
At this time, there was some noise from the next room. Zhu San turned her head and looked through the window. She couldn't see what was going on next door, but she knew that her father's concubine, Wang, was inside. As the little princess of the palace, she understood the inner courtyard of the palace.
According to the pattern, in front of the mother, things about the father's concubine can be left unsaid and tried not to be touched.
There were footsteps again at the top of the stairs, but it was Zhu Si who arrived, escorted by Lu Song. Zhu Si went upstairs, while Lu Song led people to surround the attic to prevent anyone from disturbing him.
"Why did you come so late?"
Zhu San walked over and said in a scolding tone.
Zhu Si yawned, covered his mouth and said, "I didn't sleep well all night when I knew I was going to watch a show today... Did you come very late? When I passed the stage, I didn't see anyone singing on it."
After greeting his sister, he went over to salute Mr. Jiang.
Mrs. Jiang looked at her son with expectant eyes. This son was not only her heart and soul, but also the future hope of Prince Xing's palace. After all, her husband's heirs were not very prosperous, and the only children who were still growing up were Zhu San and Zhu Si.
Just with my little sister.
"Third sister, what show are you singing today?"
Zhu Si began to discuss the church meeting with his sister.
Zhu San said mysteriously: "I paid attention to the opera cards earlier and said that today's singing of "The Legend of White Snake" is the story of a green snake and a white snake... If I had known earlier, I would have asked Zhu Hao to tell us about it in advance, otherwise we would not even know.
What is being sung on the stage?"
Zhu Si looked back at his mother and Mrs. Fan and asked, "Concubine, do you know "The Legend of White Snake"?"
Jiang smiled and shook his head.
Fan reminded: "I heard that people in Changshou are talking about this play recently. It was sung on the stage in the west before. It seems to be based on a southern opera script. Now the dignitaries in the city are rushing to listen to it."
Zhu San asked curiously: "Aren't we the most noble ones?"
Fan didn't know how to explain to Zhu San.
Suddenly Zhu Si pointed to the place downstairs and said: "Look, Zhu Hao and Jinghong are here, do you want to ask them to come up together... Sister, don't pinch me, I'm just kidding."
The play started in the palace, and the troupe was hired by Zhu Hao. The two children were allowed to enter the inner courtyard of the palace to watch the play. However, they were always watched by the guards from the Palace Guards Department, and they were not even allowed to go to the latrine.
Wander around the patio in front of the stage.
Jiang walked over curiously, leaned towards the window and looked down. After recognizing the person clearly, she asked with a smile: "Is Jinghong the son of the local magistrate?"
Zhu San pursed his lips with a hint of disdain: "Why do you know that the county master, Xiao Jingzi is just a scumbag and stupid? Seeing him following Zhu Hao... he also looks stupid."
Mrs. Jiang looked at Zhu Hao again, then turned to look at her son: "Is it Zhu Hao who risked his life to save you from the fire?"
Zhu Si smiled and nodded: "Yes, concubine, I have a good relationship with Zhu Hao. He takes me to play. I heard that he wrote this play. You don't know, but he is really awesome."
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Ms. Jiang is not very concerned about her children's friendships. In her opinion, Zhu Hao and Jinghong are just accompanying students in Prince Xing's palace, and their status is incomparable with her own children. As long as they are not here to harm her son, that's all.
But for Zhu San and Zhu Si, they don't have so much family prejudice, and they care more about how they get along with each other.
There were so many novel things about Zhu Hao, from food to things to play, that made them yearn for them. Even though they occasionally had troubles with Zhu Hao, they still maintained a pure friendship, and as time went by, their relationship became stronger and stronger.
deep.
"Look, the troupe is about to go on stage."
Zhu San had been standing at the window observing, and after a while he pointed in the direction of the stage.
On the side of the loft is the temporary backstage of the stage. Although there is a curtain blocking the place for changing clothes, you can still see the preparations of the actors before they go on stage.
The show is about to begin.
Because it was a singing hall, the venue under the stage was relatively wide, and people from the palace gradually gathered, but most of them could only stay downstairs. Even the palace officials, guards, craftsmen, and servants, as long as they were not on duty, could come to listen.
play.
It's just that Zhu Youqi didn't show up for a long time, and even Yuan Zonggao didn't show up.
"I don't believe how good this show is. Zhu Hao must be bragging."
Zhu San disparaged Zhu Hao for no reason.
Zhu Si glanced at her: "Third sister, I'm not telling you, you know how powerful Zhu Hao is, but you still insist on going against him, be careful to offend him... If I don't tell you stories in the future, you won't be able to eat them next year.
ice cream."
Zhu San stuck out his tongue and surprisingly did not argue with his brother.
The gong sounded.
The show officially began. The musicians of the troupe showed their profound skills and first used big gongs, small gongs, flat drums, etc. to arouse the atmosphere of the scene.
More and more people gathered in the courtyard, and even the maids and women who worked in the inner courtyard came to join in the fun, but no one dared to get close to the stage. There were many guards standing in front of the stage, with their backs to the stage, and there were also bows and arrows.
His hands were ambush at a high place... In short, this meeting in the palace had a slightly ferocious tone.
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The sound of gongs and drums finally stopped after beating a stick of incense.
The stage has already been set up, and Zhu Hao paid for the troupe's costumes to be customized in order to enhance the atmosphere of the stage. What is needed is the effect of being the first to impress.
Two women, dressed in blue and white, walked out from behind the curtain, and the sound of the piano began to play, along with the gaohu, pipa, erhu and other musical instruments, as well as the melodious music of the bamboo flute, as if the stage had been transformed into a piece of music.
In the misty atmosphere of Jiangnan...
Zhu San widened his eyes and asked, "Why do I seem to see a fire on the stage?"
Zhu Sidao: "Where is the fire? It seems like white stones are smoking."
The water vapor effect on the stage was created by Zhu Hao using tobacco cakes. The tobacco cakes are made of sulfur and some sawdust. When burned, a large amount of white smoke is produced. However, because the purity of the materials used by Zhu Hao is not high, the smoke is not pure.
It was white and not very big, and the fog it caused didn't even extend beyond the stage.
The smoke of this specification was only specifically allowed to be used after Lu Song led someone to review it.
The palace was afraid that Zhu Hao would kill people with "poisonous smoke".
Then the two girls, Qing and Bai, walked to the center of the stage. They both wore fairy-like dresses and applied a thin layer of powder on their faces, giving them a fresh and refined feeling.
In the expectation of everyone.
The woman in white was the first to sing: "Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, who has been cultivating this body for thousands of years in the cave..."
It was Zhu Hao who compiled the new version of "The Legend of White Snake", which has recently been widely spread in Anlu to the point of being heard in the streets. The singing techniques used are no longer just ordinary dramas, but closer to the stage plays of later generations.
At first he spoke.
All the audience members took a breath. For a moment, they didn't understand this novel way of singing, but then they were attracted by the melodious singing voice, which was like the sound of nature. It didn't even matter what the plot was.
After the song was sung, there was a roar of applause from below.
Zhu San listened for a long time, but did not recover from the shock in his heart. He hesitated and said: "She... what is she singing?"
Zhu Si glared at him: "Stop talking! Listen to the show!"
The princesses Jiang and Fan were looking at the stage attentively. What was happening now was the meeting on the broken bridge, where White Snake and Xu Xian met for the first time... It was like the beginning of the most beautiful love story in the world.
All those present, men, women, old and young, were completely attracted by this novel performance method...
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Under the stage.
Zhu Hao and Jinghong stood together, originally saying that they would leave after hearing half the news, because the inner courtyard of the palace was not a place where they could come casually, and Zhu Hao did not want to stay here for a long time, so as not to arouse suspicion.
You know that people are on guard against you, but you still insist on staying here, why bother?
Who knows when the show starts...
Jinghong had already forgotten his previous agreement and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the stage, following the ups and downs of the audience's emotions.
Leaving halfway?
Zhu Hao, if you want to go, go on your own. Please don't disturb me while he's listening to the show.
Zhu Hao pulled Jinghong several times, but Jinghong showed no intention of leaving. In the end, he glared at him. Zhu Hao had no choice but to leave on his own. Unexpectedly, the guard responsible for guarding him was very dissatisfied: "Can't we leave after hearing this?"
Zhu Hao looked at the money-grubbing and rogue Lian Guard and thought, "You seem to have been ordered to monitor me, but you are so immersed in watching the show?"
Please, can you take care of your official duties at the same time? Don’t abandon your official duties for personal reasons!