During the Chinese New Year, Mu Qingyun planned to carefully choose and show a healing film to cheer up the folks.
As the New Year approaches, the life of the villagers near Houquan Mountain Village is much better. Although there is heavy snow in the mountains, every household is happy to visit relatives, and there are more people burning incense at the base of the wall outside the village.
When Mu Qingyun came back from practicing boxing in the morning, she happened to meet Lao Niutou and a dozen or so people from their village, old and young, kneeling outside the back door of the village to burn incense. Home.
When he discovered this at the beginning, Mu Qingyun also sent Xia He and others to persuade her. She explained to the villagers carefully that the young lady was just a mortal body and had no weird magical powers. There was no need to burn incense, but she couldn't stop it no matter what. If you can't help it, then you won't care about it. Once the fresh energy wears off, you will surely be able to calm down.
The snow in the mountains is getting heavier and heavier.
Mu Qingyun asked Xia He to warm a pot of rice wine, fried peanuts, steamed some crabs, and called all the people in the village over to drink and chat.
Xia He and the other little maids knew much more gossip than Mu Qingyun.
When she was in the Hou Mansion, she was a very silent girl, indifferent to outside affairs, and it was not her turn to care. However, Xia He and the others listened to the news in all directions, and basically the masters did not know it. Know first.
Xia He used to be very tight-lipped, listening a lot but speaking little. After spending several months together with Mu Qingyun, it became a habitual pastime for people to gossip and gossip together.
Everyone gathered together, talking about gossips about the major families in the capital for a while, and chatting about the grievances and resentments among the people at another time.
The eighteen-gold lotus of the Jinyi Hou family turned into a nineteen-gold lotus, and the eighty-year-old man in the village married a thirty-year-old widow.
Speaking of Jin Yihou's incident, it was clearly seen by the people in the street, and it was definitely not a lie. Just before the Chinese New Year, a street performer was bullied and bumped into Jin Yihou's car, so he A romantic affair was achieved.
"The young ladies in the capital are all slandering, saying that the Marquis of Jin Yi is a womanizer. In fact, the young Marquis is already considered quite good among those noble gentlemen."
Xia He sighed.
"How many aristocratic young men are greedy for flowers and lustful women. They take them home when they like them, and then get tired of them within two days. They let the little ladies like flowers wither and fall, and become concubines for those young men. Even if they are pampered concubines, life will be difficult."
Mrs. Fan, the woman in charge of cleaning next to her, watched these little girls talking in a serious manner. Her own little lady also listened with interest and sighed: "You girls, your life is so good, how miserable are you being a concubine for a nobleman? Do you really know what it means to be miserable?"
"Let's take the Widow Huang's family in our village. They have a house and land, and their life is pretty good. But last year, Widow Huang offended Butler Li and was framed as the one who drugged her husband to death. If the young lady hadn't eradicated Butler Li, , How can Widow Huang still survive?"
All the servants couldn't help but feel sad.
Mu Qingyun gave the peanuts to Xia He and asked them to share them: "Okay, let's drink."
After chatting for a long time and downing three glasses of wine, Mu Qingyun thought about it and prepared to cut a more down-to-earth film called "The Injustice of Dou E".
In fact, Mu Qingyun used to like watching an old TV series called "The Legend of Zhen Huan", and she usually used it to eat. She also thought about playing "The Legend of Zhen Huan" and invite the emperor to enjoy it.
It's just that this TV series is a bit long, and it takes time to edit the highlights. For the time being, I'll line up a row in the back and free up my hands to edit slowly. Furthermore, "Zhen Huan" will be released during the Chinese New Year, in case the majesty is frightened. I don’t even dare to have New Year’s Eve dinner with my ladies, it’s not appropriate either.
Their majesty has a harem of three thousand beauties, and a true love came to him in a year or two. The story in the harem may not be as outrageous as The Legend of Zhen Huan, but the excitement should be somewhat comparable.
In the script Mu Qingyun is currently experiencing, the heroine Wang Xiaoru is involved in the harem disputes. In her previous life, she heard rumors that Concubine Zhang's son died in infancy, and it was related to the little noble Miao family, so she told the concubine. At that time, Miao family was still there. She was just a beauty, so the imperial concubine killed Miao in a rage.
Because of this, Wang Xiaoru felt uneasy and secretly lit a lantern for Miao.
Mu Qingyun had nothing to say about such a plot.
Right and wrong, in such an era and in such an environment, what can outsiders say out of thin air?
She also thought about editing a heart-stirring historical drama, "The Legend of Yue Fei", so that the emperors and officials of the Great Xi Dynasty could see Da Ting and Wan Yan Gou.
But as soon as Mu Qingyun cut off a part, she felt so angry that her heart ached. She also decided to move to the back. It didn't matter. She had plenty of time. She would cut and release slowly in the future, so there was no need to rush.
New Year's Eve has arrived in a blink of an eye.
Every household, no matter poor or rich, is a family reunion.
The emperor had a big banquet on New Year's Eve. Naturally, he returned to the palace. He first took the queen, brothers, and sons to pay homage to the queen mother, and then held a banquet for all the officials outside Taiye Pond.
As soon as the Queen Mother sat down, a layer of golden light suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance. The emperor stood up suddenly, and the two eunuchs beside him instinctively whispered: "Could it be the sky curtain?"
The thoughts of the civil and military officials flew away from the banquet in an instant.
In the past few months, the most eye-catching thing in the capital was undoubtedly the Qingyun Fairy and the sky curtain that appeared from time to time.
Not only after tea and dinner, but even when on duty, everyone couldn't help but talk and talk. They had long been guessing with anticipation or fear when the sky would come again. At this time, as soon as they saw the light in the sky, they instinctively started to Restless.
Sure enough, the sky has fallen again.
The streets of Beijing were deserted for a while.
The dozen or so street-facing restaurants near the East City Gate were full of high-rise buildings, and some were very fast, riding horses and riding cars directly out of the city gate.
The emperor immediately took the queen mother, the empress, the beauties in the harem, and the civil and military officials to the palace. Halfway there, he could already see the sky.
It seemed like something from another world was playing on the marquee.
The emperor and the empress looked at each other for a long time, feeling surprised.
In the past, most of the scenes in the sky were stories about the immortals in the fairy palace. Even if they appeared in the human world, those worlds were completely different from their Daxi Dynasty, which made people very interested. But this time it was different. It appeared in the sky. The people inside seemed to be very ordinary people.
The emperor, the empress, and the officials were not deeply impressed, but the common people could see clearly that the shortcomings of these parents in the sky were their own experiences and lives.
Mu Qingyun's videos were all modified through AI editing. The language habits, clothing, and appearance of the people were all carefully edited according to the conditions of the Daxi Dynasty. When the local people saw it, they felt like running to the sky. The feeling of going up.
