"some."
Jiang Ning raised her hand and pointed to the river bank outside the window:
"There is a stage over there, and there are opera singers basically every day. We can go and see what they are singing today."
Datang was a country that was very keen on opera culture. It had its own opera style from a long time ago and formed a long-standing folk art that was deeply loved by the people.
At night, the lights on the temple fair street were lit up, singing and dancing were flourishing, and prosperity could be seen everywhere. Lin Xiaolu carried Xiao Yu'er on his back, and came to the crowded "Advocacy Garden" with Aning Shiliu and other girls.
The word "advocate" refers to the artist who performs singing and dancing, also known as advocating people, advocating talents, advocating tricks, and advocating women. And Changyuan is the name of the place where these artists perform.
The spacious tiled courtyard was crowded with people who were listening to the opera. Even if you were standing on the outermost periphery, you could hear the sound of gongs, drums and singing.
"There are a lot of people today, but I didn't get a ticket for the private seats." Jiang Ning squeezed through the crowd and ran over, holding several engraved wooden picks in his hand.
"I only bought some scattered seats, let's make do with it."
"It's okay, it's all the same." Shangguan Shiliu, who had turned into a theater fan, took the wooden stick and happily shared it with everyone. Then she held up her floral skirt and pushed it into the crowd.
Because there were too many people watching, and it was difficult to squeeze into the seats with brute force, Lin Xiaolu shouted with his sister on his back: "Make way, make way, the boiling water is here."
As soon as the onlookers around heard that the boiling water was coming, they immediately made way for them. Only when they saw a few little guys taking the opportunity to run in did they react with curses.
"Hahahaha, Luzai, you are really getting smarter and smarter." Shangguan Shiliu dragged Lin Xiaolu and trotted all the way. Then he and the others handed the tickets to the theater clerk, and were led to the rows of wooden chairs and benches.
At this time, the play has begun, and there is a female actor in red and green in the stands, dancing with a red tassel gun, and singing lyrics babblingly.
Shangguan Shiliu was immediately pleasantly surprised when he saw her: "This female actor looks like Jiang Ning."
"Hua Butterfly is stupid, this is Aning." After saying that, Lin Xiaolu looked at the heroic female actor on the stage and said hesitantly:
"It looks like we are fighting in the coastal city."
Jiang Ning on the side heard the words and nodded with a smile: "Yes, this play is about Emei and the Tang Dynasty fighting against foreign enemies. It was adapted and performed by the theater master. It is currently the most popular song in the Tang Dynasty. I have it in the palace. Everything I heard.”
While they were chatting and laughing, the drama on the stage was already in full swing, especially the female actor who played Jiang Ning, who danced with a red tassel gun and competed with several clowns who played Japanese people, which attracted the attention of the audience. cheers.
Huadie also clapped her little hands enthusiastically: "Okay! Good singing! Silly dog, reward!"
Shangguan Pineapple quickly summoned a waiter and directly threw two heavy golden bricks up.
When the performers on the stage saw this scene, they immediately performed even harder, with high-pitched singing and exquisite movements. People who were watching the show for the first time, such as Lin Xiaolu and Xiao Yuer, exclaimed that it was wonderful.
That night, a group of young people played until late at night, and then returned to the palace to rest. In the next few days, the group also visited the Tang Dynasty Imperial City one by one, having fun every day and tasting the great food. Tang's special delicacies, Xiao Yu'er had a smile on her face every day, almost never stopping. In this way, they stayed in the Imperial City of the Tang Dynasty for half a month~
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"Is it tasty?"
In the room at noon, a girl wearing a red tulle skirt was leaning on the table, looking expectantly at the young man stuffing the white fungus soup into his mouth.
The white fungus soup was imported. The young man tasted it carefully for a while, thought for a while and then nodded:
"tasty."
Jiang Ning suddenly beamed with joy and said with a happy smile: "Then I will do it for you every day."
"Um...isn't this bad?" Lin Xiaolu said very self-awarely: "Aning, you are the king of a country. You are usually so busy, how can you have so much time."
After saying that, he glanced at Jiang Ning's face curiously and said, "A Ning, although you have rouge on your face, my sharp eyes can see your dark circles at a glance. An Ning, are you there again?" Did you stay up late reviewing the memorial?"
Hearing this, Jiang Ning did not hide anything, and explained with some embarrassment: "It's rare for you, Xiaolu, to come here once. Naturally, I want to stay with you more, so I only started to review the memorial after you went back to rest in the past few days."
"Oh~ Then I'll go back and ask Elder Sun for some health elixirs. Your health is important." Lin Xiaolu showed rare consideration.
The girl felt even sweeter when she heard this and smiled: "Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome."
In the room where only the two of them were, Jiang Ning's face turned slightly red. She didn't dare to look into Lin Xiaolu's eyes, so she just lowered her head and said:
"Xiaolu, there is something I think it's time to discuss with you."
"What's going on?"
Jiang Ning buried her head low, as if she was a little embarrassed, so she said in a voice like a mosquito:
"Just two days ago, my maid saw that I was too tired, so she asked me why I didn't let you help me."
"That's it?" Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, then smiled broadly and said, "What's the matter? Just leave the state affairs to me, Aning. To be honest, I'm very good at staying up late."
"It's not just that." Jiang Ning glared at him angrily, then nodded her fingers, her eyes wandering and said:
"Several veterans of the Tang Dynasty, as well as my personal maids, eunuchs, and masters, have all come to me one after another recently to ask me when I plan to accept my daughter-in-law."
Lin Xiaolu:? ? ?
"Na...hou?"
"Yeah." Jiang Ning nodded, not daring to look at Lin Xiaolu, so she stared at the ceiling, pouted, and said in a daze:
“I am already eighteen years old, and normally I should have gotten married long ago.
However, my status is quite special and I cannot marry anyone, so I can only marry my husband-in-law, so Xiaolu, you understand, right? I...need a queen. "
Lin Xiaolu:……(｡ì _ í｡)
In the room, the lively atmosphere suddenly quieted down. Jiang Ning waited for a while and saw no movement. She looked down with a guilty look and found Lin Xiaolu looking at him with a dull look on his face.
Jiang Ning's heart suddenly tightened, thinking that he was unwilling, so he quickly explained:
"Don't worry, Xiaolu. After you marry me, I can have two children. One will take my surname Jiang and inherit the throne in the future. The other will take your surname Lin and will follow you to Emei in the future. I will know both children. I like her equally, and I can swear that I will never accept a concubine in the future, and I will never marry another man."
After saying that, her face turned red, she secretly raised her head and looked at Lin Xiaolu, and said softly:
"What... do you think?"
~
To be honest, Lin Xiaolu was confused at that moment.
He didn't know what teenagers of his age would think when faced with this kind of thing. Anyway, he was confused.
Because this is a little different from what he thought. Although he is not a pedantic person, he still feels that being a queen is weird. He always feels that something is wrong. Of course, subconsciously, he has thought that such a day will come, but when this day really When it came, he was still a little overwhelmed.
You...are going to be married by Jiang Ning?
Are you... going to become the mother of a country?
