When the old man finished speaking, the two of them still had not said a word.
"There were many rude words in my previous words. I hope you won't blame me." After the old man said this, he cupped his hands towards the two of them. "As soon as this man got older, he loved to make comments and make long and short remarks. There are many scholars in Mocheng. Yes, it’s not a bad thing, it’s just a pity that these old skills are getting narrower and narrower. For example, the old Le Tou of Soma and the old Liu Tou of Iron Fire were all famous people who made people squeeze their heads to get started. Son, but now, it has fallen into a state of decline with no successors and is unsustainable."
The old man calmed down for a while, then turned to the two of them and said, "You two, please listen to the show first, and I will go and add some of my specialty dishes."
The old man did not stay here, he just raised his head and swallowed a glass of wine, as if to suppress the unwillingness in his heart, stood up and left.
"Every family has a book that is difficult to read." Han Xi looked at the old man's broad-shouldered back and took a sip of wine.
Yun Zhong didn't speak for a long time, he just shook his head, picked up a piece of bamboo chopsticks, and tapped on the table along with the sound of the drama going downstairs. Apart from the woman downstairs, there are not even half of the huqin, gongs and other necessary things for the stage, not to mention the musicians who hold the strings. The only thing in the entire huge stage is the woman's clear and clear old Taoist recitations and exquisite opera texts. The sound is just like raindrops hanging on the jade board outside the window, and the sound falls on people's hearts.
The old man briefly mentioned a few words just now. The difference between Tanzai Opera and other types of opera mainly lies in two points: First, Tanzai Opera does not require instruments such as harps, gongs, drums, and wooden bangs. The whole performance relies entirely on stage opera. Jiao'er opened his mouth to recite the opera text, and the transitions in his tone showed his skill. The second is that Zhanzi Opera is just a section of a famous story, and the characters in the famous story are interpreted from the outside to the inside, including their personalities and preferences. If other types of opera are like biographies of aristocratic families that list the rise and fall of official history, Tanzai opera is like a biography of unofficial history, in which many interesting stories and rumors are all shown in one play.
When I was young, I rarely attended operas. When I was young, theater troupes occasionally came to the small town to sing a few operas. However, there was no one in the town who had spare money. Most of them attended two performances for nothing, and often had no money. One person went to throw a few copper coins into the gong in the hands of the young man in the audience. When the troupe saw that there was no one to support them, they naturally refused to put in the effort and went to other places to set up stages.
But this time when he heard this play, the young man heard it very beautifully.
It seems that in the clouds and fog, there is a red damask fluttering in the wind, suddenly turning high, and then lowering the eyebrows.
The song came to an end, but Yun Zhong didn't even realize it.
"Brother Yun seems to be an expert," Han Xi, who had been drinking alone for a long time, saw the young man coming back to his senses, raised his glass and chuckled, "otherwise, with your usual nature of being very good at what's in the cup, how could you not even pay attention to the drink?"
Yun Zhong said with a smile, "If I could really understand it, I guess I would have been applauded a long time ago. It's just that I have never heard it before, so I am a little immersed in it."
The two of them drank half a bottle of wine, and they were already in high spirits. When they saw that the liquid in the bottle had reached the bottom, Han Xi asked the lazy waiter to refill the wine, and then said, "You said this is such a good show, why?" The old men in the audience didn't like her either, and it was hard for the girl on the stage."
At this moment, the first half an hour had passed, and the three or two old men were tired from sitting. They said hello to the girl in the back, and then went home to rest. As a result, the entire Tiaochun Building became more and more quiet, except for the two of them chatting and drinking. The lamp rang, nothing else.
Through the window lattice, Yun Zhong looked at the trembling steps of the old men returning home, and slowly said, "If only a few old people's cheers could save this business, the shopkeeper would have been there long ago. He just relied on his strong body to beat those old men hard."
The first half of the young man's sentence was correct. Unexpectedly, in the second half, the conversation changed and Han Xi, who was sitting across from him, almost spit out a mouthful of wine. His eyes widened and he said numbly, "Brother Yun, how about we Look behind you?"
Yun Zhong turned around and saw a man dressed in red floating in the air not far from the stairs.
"Young hero, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate to say that. Although my father is quite tall and strong, he is not a rough man. How could he act like this? Besides, arranging others behind their back is not a good move." Before Yun Zhong could say anything, the woman had already sat down briskly, supported her chin with her bare hands, and stared at the former with a half-smile.
The young man swallowed.
Han Xi coughed twice, looked out the window, and murmured, "The rain is really refreshing."
Since someone asked him directly, even though Yun Zhong felt a little embarrassed, he had no choice but to ignore the tightness in his head and answer sincerely, "Previously, I just lamented that the performance was not good this time. Furthermore, I felt that the girl's singing was indeed extraordinary, and she could see the stage well." Those three or two old men didn't mean to applaud me, so I couldn't stand it, and they didn't mean to arrange for the shopkeeper. I offended you, so please forgive me."
When the woman heard this, her face became a little tense, and the smile on her cheeks immediately appeared, and she said with a smile, "Young hero is not from Mocheng, so it is natural that there are many unreasonable rules. There is no such thing as our family's traveling opera The drum music is entirely based on the text of the play. If the audience's applause persists for a long time, the actors on the stage will have to postpone the lyrics for a while. If not handled properly, errors will often occur and ruin the whole play. Therefore, Different from other types of opera, the people in Mocheng never give a good review when they watch the Paizi opera." Then the woman pointed downstairs and said with a smile, "Those round fans on the tea table are not just for cooling off. It is used as a substitute for applause. Regardless of the age, young, old, women or children, just tap the fan on the table twice and treat it as a compliment on the stage."
Yun Zhong suddenly realized, and his face became even hotter.
"I see, this rule is unheard of. Fortunately, the girl taught me and I, otherwise we would have been laughed at behind our backs when we talked about what we saw on the way." Han Xi, who had been pretending to appreciate the rain for a long time, came to the rescue at this time. , which really made Yun Zhong breathe a sigh of relief: when the woman just pointed to the tea table downstairs, her lotus-rooted arms happened to be around the back of her neck, and the warm fragrance of soft jade made him, a young man who had never been close to a woman, suddenly feel at a loss.
While they were talking, the young waiter brought four or five dishes, plus jugs of hot new wine and a few plates of appetizers. The five of them gathered around the table and talked about interesting things in the city and trading places outside the city. See you, very harmonious.
During the dinner, Han Xi asked the woman if she knew how to drink. The woman shook her head, but the shopkeeper laughed and said that there was nothing to do today. Although she had a good voice, she didn't need to be like a monk. She just drank a few cups with her father. Only then did the woman reluctantly raise her glass.
Yun Zhong has been away for most of the year. Although he followed his master for the first half and Han Xitang Bufeng for the second half, the journey was not boring, but he had not experienced this feeling of being at home for a long time. So after the meal, the young man was also very drunk. He and the old shopkeeper Han Xi drank so much that the young man who ran the waiter got under the table before the meal was over and fell asleep. Drowsy.
After the banquet was over, the old shopkeeper could barely hold himself up, but his daughter could only drink a glass of wine. In desperation, the shopkeeper had no choice but to carry his daughter into the house to rest. Only a few steps away, the woman started drinking like crazy and acted like a child. She even pulled out two bunches of the shopkeeper's gray beard, causing the old shopkeeper to grimace his teeth in pain.
Yun and Han laughed.
Yun Zhong's drunken eyes were hazy, and he accidentally looked out the window, only to find that the old willow branch that was about to reach the Tiaochun Tower had a new sprout for no reason.
The rain outside the window is getting thinner.
The old willow grows green.
Despite Yun and Zhong's repeated persuasion, the tough old shopkeeper still never accepted a single copper coin.
It is said that new friends from afar are as old as before, and the joy is worth tens of millions of dollars.
When the two walked out of the building, they couldn't help but raise their drunken eyes slightly and look at the plaque behind them.
Maybe it was the rain moistening the wood, or maybe the two of them were really drunk, but the crooked word "spring" in the middle of the plaque was full of charm at the moment.
Like a withered vine in the middle of winter, I extend my hand to the place where the spring breeze is lingering.
There will be a time to welcome spring.
