(Thanks to Lao He, the deputy squad leader, for the reward. Thank you to the deputy squad leader for your hard work.)
Teng Wang Zhao Zongdan was in a happy mood, and looked at Su Jin with eyes that seemed to be closer to each other. After everyone chatted for a while, a figure flashed at the door of the hall, and an old man in black hurriedly walked in, carrying the hem of his long gown.
Su Jin knew this person. This person was Mr. Qin who accompanied King Teng in the restaurant that day. Su Jin would not regard him as an ordinary staff member at this moment, because he already knew that this Mr. Qin would
He is the chief steward of the local gangsters in the four cities. Needless to say, he must be one of Prince Teng's confidants.
Manager Qin came into the hall with a smile on his face and made a lot of promises. Then he lowered his hand and said to Zhao Zongdan: "Your Majesty, the stage in the West Garden is ready. Do you want to ask you and your lords to move to the west?"
In the garden, a group of actors are waiting for you."
Zhao Zongdan patted the armrest of the chair and said: "Very good, everyone, let's set off. I'm afraid Master Chen is impatient to wait."
Everyone heard the teasing in his tone and said one after another: "Then let's leave quickly, in case this Chen Jiao mother gets anxious and goes back to talk to Mr. San Bian, Liu San Bian becomes furious.
It would be shameless to write words to scold us."
Prince Teng laughed heartily, stretched out his hand to wave to Su Jin and said, "Master Su, come and walk side by side with me."
Su Jin hurriedly said: "How does this work? Your Majesty goes first, and I will follow."
Zhao Zongdan seemed to be extremely satisfied with Su Jin's humility and said with a smile: "Let's go." After that, he walked towards the layman.
Su Jin glanced at him and suddenly came face to face with a cold gaze. When he took a closer look, he saw that the owner of that gaze was Mr. Qin. That cold and heartfelt gaze only flashed for a short moment, and soon it was gone.
With a smile on his face, Su Jin's heart skipped a beat. He knew that Mr. Qin must have known about what happened a few days ago.
But if Mr. Qin knew it, how could King Teng not know about it?
"Master Su, please move forward. Master Su will be honored today. Your Majesty is very happy." Mr. Qin said with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.
Su Jin cupped his fists and bowed and said: "Mr. Qin, please, Princess Fangchen, how can I not come? I am so loved by the prince, how can I not know how to appreciate you?"
Mr. Qin laughed so hard that his beard trembled: "Young Master Su is a distinguished guest. Please be kind to me because you are the prince's face. Young Master, please follow all the gentlemen there. I have to go and take care of you. Please don't embarrass me."
Mr. Qin’s words are pun-intended.
"Sir, go and do your own business. Don't worry. Although I'm stupid, I'm confident that I won't get lost." Su Jin also said with a double entendre.
"Hahaha, that's not necessarily true. Prince Teng's Mansion is huge, so big that you can't even imagine it."
"No matter how big it is, it's just a palace, not the inner courtyard of a palace. Sir, don't worry about me."
Mr. Qin's face changed slightly, and he laughed and said: "This way I won't have to accompany you anymore, so I can watch the road." After saying that, he turned around, lifted up his hem, and walked away quickly.
Su Jin sneered secretly, followed the crowd, passed through several corridors of houses, entered a round door with carved flowers, and then walked dozens of steps forward along a path hidden by a rockery with gurgling water. When he turned a corner, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Suddenly enlightened.
I saw that a large open space with green grass was already filled with tables, stools and chairs. Dozens of large mahogany tables were arranged neatly, with melons, fruits, drinks, and various snacks placed on them. Each table was surrounded by
Put up a huge Qiluo umbrella to block the still bright sunshine in August.
A high platform rises from the ground at the east end, with red pillars, colorful curtains, and carved fences surrounding a large stage, which is of extraordinary magnificence.
Su Jin secretly cheered. Prince Teng, who knows how to enjoy himself, spent a huge sum of money just for such decorations. He originally thought that he had tens of thousands of coins in his pocket, and his family's property totaled a small amount of 300,000 yuan.
He is considered a rich man; now I realize that all this is just a drop in the bucket compared to Prince Teng.
Comparing oneself with the prince is like comparing oneself with a beggar on the street. The gap between the rich and the poor is as huge as a cloud. Feng beckoned and said: "Sit down, sit down, why bother being polite? It's all old acquaintances who feel more comfortable."
good."
Everyone thanked them, but stood still. After King Teng, Tang Jie and other officials took their seats, they all sat down. Zhao Zongdan waved to a maid and said, "Go and invite the princess to come. I'm just waiting for her. What's going on?"
You haven’t come out to meet people yet.”
The maid remained silent and did not move to invite her. Zhao Zongdan frowned and said, "What's wrong? You're not going yet?"
Before the maid could answer, Mr. Qin, who was standing by the side, hurriedly bent down and whispered in his ear: "The princess is losing her temper in there."
Zhao Zongdan said angrily: "What's the fuss about again? This little lady is becoming more and more difficult to take care of. She is really hopeless."
"The princess thinks the gold and jade hairpin she wore on her front is not good-looking, so she refuses to dress up. She even smashed the large glass fish tank imported from Yitanli that was given to you by Lao Qi on her front."
"This prodigal bitch can't give her a good look by rubbing her nose and face. Go and tell her that if she drives out of the house tomorrow and sends her to a farm in the countryside to feed animals, she will be in a happy place.
You never know how lucky you are, if this king didn't consider her father's face, he would never care about her." Zhao Zongdan scolded angrily.
Mr. Qin said softly: "Your Majesty, calm down, everyone is here today, don't let others see the joke. I will go and invite you now. If it is not possible, I will say that the princess is ill. You can just say a few words on my behalf. It will save you some trouble."
I feel uncomfortable twisting my arms and legs with you."
Prince Teng thought for a moment with a pale face and said, "It's up to you, go quickly."
Mr. Qin promised and waved to the maid and walked away quickly. Zhao Zongdan suppressed the fire and turned around to chat and laugh with everyone. After a while, several maids and the veiled princess came from one side.
Walking slowly on the path, everyone stood up and saluted and said hello. Zhao Zongdan walked forward with a smile on his face, took the princess's hand, and sat down quietly, looking like a good husband as gentle as water.
Everyone thought that the princess had arrived and would naturally say a few words. Unexpectedly, the prince waved his hand, and the stage suddenly burst into flames, and the play began immediately.
This was Su Jin's first time watching a play, and he had no favorable impression of a play where the face was painted like a monkey's butt, and the squirming was as smelly and long as an old lady's footcloth. What's more, there were two old men on the stage.
After making jokes for a long time, Su Jin didn't find any of them funny.
In fact, Su Jin knew a lot about the drama department of this era. The dramas of the Song Dynasty were very interesting. Hundreds of dramas were performed every day in the vase goulan in major state capitals. Many literati who failed in the imperial examinations and were frustrated wanted to
In their daily lives, they created a large number of scripts and lyrics. Since most of these people were students from ordinary families, the things they created had a popular flavor, and the forms of expression were mainly in popular forms such as comedy and gags.
During Renzong's reign, dramas had reached a higher stage. Not only did the common people love to watch them, but dignitaries also gradually liked to invite actors to perform dramas during major festivals and festivals to make it lively.
These dramas also gradually have formal regulations, just like the word cards for lyrics, and gradually formed a set of four paragraphs; the first paragraph is the erotic paragraph, which is the introduction of the main drama; the second and third paragraphs are the main drama, which is
Some stories are sung, funny raps or dances are performed, and the fourth segment is miscellaneous, which is mainly about teasing content and is for fun after reading.
Of course, Su Jin was not interested in any of this. The only reason that allowed Su Jin to persist was that Master Li would come on stage to sing later. From Zhao Zongdan and the others, Su Jin knew that Master Li was a famous figure in the capital and Liu.
Although Liu Yong and Liu Yong have not met yet, it would not hurt to meet his confidante.
However, this drama was long and boring. Su Jin looked at the officials around him and laughed, and he couldn't help but be surprised. People are really different. Do you want to blame these on cultural differences? It's all said and done.
He is the descendant of the dragon. It is really unreasonable to talk about cultural differences.
Su Jin couldn't hold it anymore, so he leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep. I don't know how long it took, but Su Jin jumped up in surprise from the thunderous cheers. Looking around in confusion, he saw a person on the stage.
A woman in green clothes disappeared behind the scenes in a flash, and the curtains on both sides of the stage were slowly closed, and everyone was talking happily.
Su Jin hurriedly pulled an official beside him and asked, "May I ask this sir, what happened just now?"
The official looked Su Jin up and down and said, "Didn't you see? Aren't you impressed by Master Chen's skills with the golden voice of Bianliang? Tsk, tsk, tsk, that figure, that voice, the body is like a willow branch dancing in the spring wind, and the sound is like an oriole.
Ming Cuilin."
The official squinted his eyes and thought about it, admiring it to himself, with a look of intoxication on his face.
Su Jin opened her mouth wide for a long time and said, "Is it Master Chen who performed just now?"
The official glanced at Su Jin with disdain and said: "This brother is just entertaining you guys. Mr. Chen came up and announced himself as a family member. You couldn't have missed it. Besides, who else can sing such a good tune besides her?"
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Su Jin was so annoyed that he almost slapped himself. Why did he fall asleep? He didn't do anything bad last night. Why didn't he just grab Huan Niang, kiss her mouth for a while, and touch the little white rabbit on her chest? Why is she so sick?
Being so sleepy, I overslept and missed Master Chen's appearance.
The official looked at the red mark on Su Jin's face made by the back of the chair, opened his eyes wide and said, "Don't tell me that you have been sleeping until now."
Su Jin nodded shamefully and said, "I fell asleep, damn it."
The official rolled his eyes and looked at Su Jin as if he were looking at a broken shoe. He shook his head and smacked his lips and said: "What a waste of natural resources. You can even fall asleep when Master Chen sings. I am convinced by you. Let me tell you, not only did you miss
It’s a good song, but I also missed out on the good lyrics. The song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" sung by Master Chen was composed by the prince himself, and the lyrics were written by a new talent. I heard that it was at the scene, and you will regret it.
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After saying this, he looked like he was smacking his lips and gloating about his misfortune. Su Jin was already upset, but after he exaggerated it like this, he even regretted it so much that his intestines turned blue.dd