In just a few days, with the hard work of eleven people, one-third of "Journey to the West" was written. Han Du returned home holding two thick books bound with cotton thread. Fortunately, they were made of paper and were not very heavy.
As soon as Han Du entered the door, Jing Yun saw the two books in his arms.
"Brother, what did you get?"
"Is this what you're talking about?" Han Du shook the book in his hand nonchalantly and explained: "A miscellaneous story."
"Story?" Jing Yun's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he quickly asked: "Is it a script? Can you show it to me?"
Hearing this, Han Du hesitated.
But Han Jingyun didn't care about that. Seeing that his elder brother had no objection, he reached out and snatched the book away.
Seeing this, Han Du had no choice but to say: "You think it's okay, but you must keep it safe for me, but don't damage it. I still have great use for it."
When Han Jingyun heard this, didn't he nod his head and pat his chest in assurance?
Han Du could only let her go, as long as she didn't break it for herself. But what Han Du didn't expect was that this was just the beginning, and more troublesome things were yet to come.
Within a few days, Han Jingyun came to look for Han Du. Asked: "Brother, I have read all the scripts you gave me last time. Is there anything left?"
There is a way of saying it, but Chang Hao and the others haven't written it down yet.
So Han Du simply said: "No more, just two copies."
"Brother, you are lying. The script clearly states that Elder Tang will go back to the West to retrieve the scriptures, and there will be ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties. Now he has only gone through more than a dozen difficulties, and he has not even retrieved the scriptures. How could it be gone?" Han Jingyun muttered and asked dissatisfiedly.
Han Du was also speechless when asked, so he had to say: "Wait a minute, wait a few days for me to look for you and see if I can find it."
Seeing that Han Du had said this, Jing Yun had no choice but to wait for the time being. But she was eager to read the rest of "Journey to the West", so from the next day onwards, she would ask her elder brother every day if he had found it for her.
Han Du has been busy with Jiaofangsi affairs these days, where does he have time to take care of this matter? Since Jiaofangsi had money, Han Du was planning to carry out major construction projects again, demolishing all the old houses and changing them into garden-style ones. Nowadays, a dozen people have to squeeze into a room to have a tea party. It is not very convenient, and the privacy is not very good, which greatly affects the mood of the sponsor. Therefore, Han Du planned to create dozens of small courtyards in the upcoming garden, each of which would house a famous girl.
In this way, it is not only elegant, but also makes people feel interesting. When the time comes, Jiaofangsi will definitely be more popular and the business will be more prosperous.
So every time Jing Yun came to ask Han Du, the reply he got was perfunctory: "Wait a minute." '
Two days a day is fine, four days and five days continue like this. No matter how gentle Han Jingyun is, he will one day go berserk.
When Han Du returned home that day, he carefully poked his head in and looked around. He didn't see Han Jingyun here, and then he walked in the door with confidence. Tian Jingyun kept asking questions every day, and Han Du was exhausted.
I don't know why she didn't block herself at the door today, uncharacteristically, but whoever, it's better not to block her after all.
Even at the dinner table, Han Jingyun looked well-behaved. When he saw Han Du, he didn't mention the script, as if he had returned to his previous state.
Han Duqing finished his meal quietly and was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by Ms. Liu.
"Du'er, your script is quite interesting, is there any more?"
Han Du was stunned when he heard this and turned to look at Jing Yun. The instigator looked calm, as if what his mother said had nothing to do with her. In fact, I was already happy in my heart, "I asked you not to give me the script to read. Now I will see my mother whether you will or not." '
Seeing that Han Du didn't speak, Ms. Liu continued to ask, "I heard Jing Yun say that you gave her the playbook. Can you still find the rest of it?"
Han Du forced a smile on his face and said through gritted teeth: "Yes, mother. My son will go look for it tomorrow and he should be able to find it."
Mrs. Liu was very happy and said with a smile: "That's good. Not to mention that my mother has been reading the script with gusto these past few days. Now that I haven't read it today, it seems that there is always something wrong with my whole body."
There are very few entertainment programs in ancient times.
Men are better off, after all, men can still go to brothels for entertainment. But it's difficult for women. They go out less often on weekdays, and there is almost no entertainment for them. Many people know how boring it is to sit at home all day long. This is also the reason why women in ancient times were very enthusiastic about things like the Lantern Festival and temple fairs. Without them, they would not be enough entertainment.
Now that there is a large volume of books for them to entertain themselves, they naturally do not want to let it go easily. Naturally, you will also feel that you can’t look up or down, which is extremely uncomfortable.
Han Du rolled his eyes and glared at Han Jingyun fiercely. His mother must have instigated her to watch "Journey to the West".
Han Jingyun glanced at Han Du proudly and returned to his ladylike appearance.
I'm feeling proud in my heart. If you don't take what I say to your heart, then let's see if you take what my mother says to your heart?
Han Jingyun's countermeasures were undoubtedly successful. The next day, Han Du hurriedly found Chang Hao and others and told them to write the following "Journey to the West" as quickly as possible.
A few days later, Han Du returned home with two follow-up copies of "Journey to the West" and was spared the glares from his mother and sister. Seeing the two people huddled together and reading with gusto, Han Du couldn't help but shake his head. This must be the earliest bookworm.
Jiaofangsi's business is booming these days.
Although he was impeached last time in the morning for being immoral and asked Han Du to rectify it. Han Du stopped the lyrics that talked about love and changed it to a string-stringing opera. There is not a single word of love in the whole song, but it also talks about the pain of love.
Unexpectedly, this change became more popular. The guests all thought that this kind of lyrics was extremely sublime. Compared with those lyrics that directly talked about love, this kind of lyrics can better reflect the elegance of spring and snow.
As a result, more people came here, including many scholars. Originally, scholars looked down upon Jiaofangsi's straightforward lyrics, thinking they were too straightforward and meaningless. But now this one is worth savoring and savoring.
It is said that after learning about the situation in Jiaofangsi, the official who was impeaching Han Du almost became so angry that he vomited blood. But at the same time, I also admire the "Silk String Opera" very much, thinking that it uses puppets as a metaphor for people, and expresses the love between men and women.
