After being released from Beihai Town in February, Enhai returned to the capital in May. Although the errands of the firearms camp have stopped, Enhai still has a first-class Viscount and Lieutenant Yunqi, and the family has a farm and a few shops outside the city. Although there are dozens of people in the family, life is pretty good.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, news came from the court that the Beijing camp would be doubled in size, and people like Enhai saw hope again. Because there are so many of them who came back from the north, there is no chain of contempt. Everyone has stirred stick noodles in the same pot.
I got up, had breakfast, and checked the accounts of the farm and the two shops with the housekeeper. It was almost noon. Enhai then changed into casual clothes, took a long entourage, and strolled out.
Enhai is decorated with a white flag, and her family lives near the Dongdan Archway. Chongwenmen is not far to the south. The master and servant walked for a while, hired a carriage inside Chongwenmen, and headed towards Qianmen Street.
After the middle period of Qianlong's reign, teahouses were everywhere inside and outside the capital, mainly concentrated in places starting from Chongwenmen in the east and Xuanwumen in the west. There were more than a hundred teahouses in total. Among them, the most famous ones are "Tianquan Xuan", "Yushun Xuan", "Gao Mingyuan", "Donghongtai", etc. on Qianmen Street. Because it is close to the six major theaters, it is popular from around lunch to evening. Before the theater begins, some large teahouses can be filled with four to five hundred people drinking tea and chatting at the same time.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of "Tianquanxuan". Enhai and other captains opened the curtain, the coachman put on the footstool, and then he got out of the carriage in a grand manner.
Tianquanxuan has a large front door. Two pillars more than two feet high stand at attention at the door, with a horizontal pillar in the middle. It looks like a single archway. The horizontal banner was written with three huge characters "Tianquanxuan", and the signature was "Tongshan Fool".
"Hey! Master En is here. How many of you are there today?" The waiter at the door saw En Hai coming and quickly stepped forward to salute Qian'er. Enhai has been coming here frequently in the past few months and has become a regular customer.
"Our master made an appointment with friends and found a private room." Enhai's Changsui said with a smile.
"Okay! My dear, please come in."
The master and servant entered the teahouse under the guidance of the waiter. They faced a "Red Stove Pastry Shop". They walked around the back cabinet and passed through the waist bolt (aisle) before actually entering the teahouse.
Tianquanxuan is famous not only for the exquisite furnishings in the shop, but also for the fact that there are often literati, opera singers and storytellers here. At this time, the teahouse was already full of people, eating melon seeds, sneezing, and teasing birds about fish, which you would put in your ears if you didn’t want to hear them.
The teahouse manager is still as clean and tidy as ever, wearing a six-tile black hat, a blue cotton coat that reaches the feet, white cuffs with a long head turned up, and a snow-white hand towel (towel) on his shoulders. ), making arrangements everywhere. As soon as he saw En Hai coming in, he quickly stepped forward to say hello and personally led him to a secluded corner, surrounded by screens.
At this time, most of the teahouses in the capital had Eight Immortals tables and large stools. The shopkeeper said he wanted to replace two armchairs, but Enhai waved his hand and said no. Since he experienced the life of a prisoner, he is no longer as fussy as before. At this time, the waiter came over with a blue and white porcelain teapot and a blue and white porcelain covered bowl.
According to the old rules, what is soaked in the pot is Junshan Silver Needle. The water in Yuquan Mountain in the capital is hard, so although there are all kinds of tea in the teahouses, the locals still mainly drink scented tea. The price of tea ranges from a large piece of broken tea to a tael of silver for new tea. The shopkeeper ordered the waiter to bring two plates of snacks and some dried fruits from the pastry shop, then bowed and left with a smile.
Outside the screen, several tea guests were talking about Wei Changsheng, which made Enhai's ears perk up.
"Have you heard? Wei San'er will be on stage at Guanghe Tower today."
"Eh? He's not allowed to sing. Why do you dare to go on stage?"
"You were in the old age last year. The one you were not allowed to sing was Western Qin Opera. Wei Wanqing (Wei Changsheng ranked third, nicknamed Wanqing) now sings Kun Opera."
"Hmm. So what, go to Guanghe Building at night?"
"Of course! I heard him sing "Iron Lotus" the day before yesterday. It was so enjoyable!"
At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the teahouse, as if some important guest had arrived. Enhai said to Chang Sui: "Take a look."
Changsui went out and came back quickly, saying to Enhai: "Sir, it's Wei Wanqing who's here."
Normally, Enhai would have gone out to say hello and chat with Wei Changsheng; but today he had an appointment with someone, and he was an acquaintance, so he had to wait patiently.
Not long after, a figure moved outside the screen, and a strong and burly man wearing a brown gown was led over by a waiter. Enhai didn't even get up. He smiled at the visitor and said, "It's too late today. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The other party didn't smile, just cupped his hands and said: "I have something to delay."
The person who came was none other than the official security officer of Xianglan Banner. The two people, who were originally too temperamental to urinate together, had formed a good friendship because of their days in the Fuldan City prisoner camp. Since returning to the capital, the two of them have gotten together for tea every once in a while.
"Brother, give me a bowl of rotten pork noodles first." The officer sat down and ordered the waiter.
"Okay! Please sit down for a moment and I will bring it to you in a moment."
After the waiter left, Enhai asked with a smile: "What? You are so busy that you don't even have a bowl to eat?"
The official said: "I went to the Ministry of War early in the morning. My dear, the line from the door to East Chang'an Street, I'm so hungry that my heart is pressed to my back." After saying that, he picked up a snack and started eating.
Enhai shook his head and smiled: "I told you to go before the festival, but you just didn't listen. Let's not talk about the expansion of the Beijing camp, just talk about the five large sailing ships and hundreds of cannons, how much oil and water! Tsk tsk, our man and He Zhongtang If you don’t have any friendship, you can still get a good job.”
The two chatted for a while, and then the waiter brought the noodles. The officer gulped down the meal, drank half a bowl of tea, and then said, "It's Mr. Qing's staff who is looking for me."
Enhai's expression changed: "Do you still want to go north?"
"Yes, I can't swallow this breath. If I don't fight with them openly, I can't help but feel sorry for the death of so many brothers."
"Ouch! What are you telling me about you?" Enhai pointed his fan at the officer and scolded him: "You were defeated in the east in a daze, but I can see clearly in the south. This battle cannot be fought!"
"We have to fight even if we can't! Master Qing is right. If we don't take action, our ancestral graves will not be saved in a few years!" The official security officer put down the teacup, looked at Enhai and said: "I know you have a good relationship with Master Shiyi, yes. His old man is protecting you and will not let you go north this time. But after I leave this time, the whole family will be entrusted to you."
Enhai said anxiously: "What are you talking about! What kind of friendship do we have? Brother, listen to my brother and don't rush forward. Musketeers are not very discerning."
The official guard was silent for a while, stroking the tea cup and slowly said: "We will set off at the beginning of next month. When we arrive, we will build the city first, and start farming in the spring next year. This time it is not a small fight with tens of thousands of people. Marshal Fu is in Shandong While we are reorganizing Green Camp, I heard that we will be transferred there as well."
Enhai said: "How did Mr. Qing arrange it for you?"
Guan Bao said: "Deputy general. Follow the Ming army and listen to me."
"Okay, then I'll have tea instead of wine and congratulate my brother on his promotion."
Guan Bao was only a general in the past. Although he was defeated and captured, he was one of the few Eight Banners generals who returned to the north who was not afraid of Zhao Ni. He often clamored to organize the army and fight again.
Qinggui heard that when the Eastern Route Army was shelled, he did not retreat hastily, but stayed calm in the face of danger and tried to appease the deserters; so he named him.
"What about you? What's the arrangement?" The official security officer put down the teacup and asked Enhai.
"Damn it! I get angry when I think about this. I was thinking of transferring to Hangzhou a few days ago. I spent money and found people, but it failed again!" Enhai sighed and said, "I can only stay in the Beijing camp. I guess it's better. A general."
After he said this, he suddenly leaned forward and whispered to the official security: "Have you heard? Someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs proposed to the emperor that the ransom money be deducted from our salary."
The official security officer frowned. He knew that Enhai had better information than him and asked, "Oh? I've never heard of this. Is the court currently short of money?"
"Why is there no shortage?" Enhai counted one item with his fingers: "The severe drought in Henan, the expansion of the Beijing camp, buying ships, and building cannons, which one is not spent like water? In the first two days, I heard the old figure from the Ministry of Household Affairs complaining , at least this number."
After saying that, he stretched out two fingers and made a gesture.
"Two million?" As soon as the official security officer finished speaking, he immediately realized that it was less.
"Twenty million!"
"Hey!" The official security officer took a breath of air and then said: "Then He Zhongtang is really suffering now. Where can he plan such a large sum of money?" It is said that since He Shen went to Hunchun in person, he brought all the captured soldiers with him. After returning, his reputation among the bannermen of the capital rose sharply, and many people thought of him well.
Enhai curled his lips and said: "Bullshit! If others don't tell me, how can he be short of money? His family is richer than the palace!" He looked around, then whispered in his ear: "Haven't you heard that there are good things in the world now? , the best ones are all in his house, and the second-rate ones are in the palace.”
The official security guard said in astonishment: "Is there still such a thing?"
Enhai said: "Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, I went to the Eleventh Master's house to pay my respects and listened to what the eunuch said."
"Tell me about it." The official security officer was also a little curious and asked quickly.
The eleventh master in Enhai's mouth is Qianlong's eleventh son Yongxuan. It is said that a few years ago, the eighth elder brother Yong Xuan and Yong Xuan were enjoying the treasures in the palace. They accidentally broke a jade plate displayed on the table. This jade plate was green in color and one foot in diameter. It was the most beloved thing of Emperor Qianlong. , extremely precious. Yong Xuan was so frightened that she almost cried when she saw the trouble. Yong Xuan was young but very resourceful. After thinking about it, he said to his brother: "I heard that the Heshen family has many treasures and antiques. Why don't you go find him and find a solution."
So the two brothers found He Shen. When He Shen heard that the jasper plate was broken, he deliberately pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Two gentlemen, this kind of treasure is a tribute from overseas. How can it be owned by me? There is nothing I can do about it." The eighth prince heard that the jasper plate was from overseas. Paying tribute, he was even more afraid of Qianlong's severe orders, and couldn't help crying again.
Yongxuan saw Heshen's intention, so he pulled him to a quiet place and whispered to him to keep it secret. Heshen nodded and said to the eighth prince: "I will search slowly. I don't know whether I can find him." , I’ll get back to you two masters tomorrow.”
The next day, the two brothers came to He Mansion as promised, and He Shen took out a jade plate from his arms. This jade plate was bright in color and one foot and a half in diameter. It was better than the broken jade plate. The two brothers were grateful, took the plate into the palace, and quietly put it back in its place.
After Enhai finished speaking in a low voice, he told the dumbfounded official and security officer: "You must keep this matter to yourself and never tell anyone about it. If it weren't for our friendship, I would definitely not tell it."
The two of them were chatting about various things on the screen. Outside, on an Eight Immortals table, several people were chatting about the vocal genres of opera.
"Nowadays, it is said that bangzi is not a serious thing, but the Yiyang tune is commonly known as Yangzhou bangzi. In the past, when Kun Opera was popular, this tune was only used for singing operas. Its tunes are easy to learn, and they are consistent from beginning to end. There is no difference between north and south, and there are no twists and turns. After a long period of development, one flute is played horizontally, and after one or two licks, it becomes popular. Although there are many kinds of tunes, such as "Cherry Beating", it is the authentic one. In addition, "Visiting Relatives and Scolding" and "The Widow Visits the Grave" are also tunes of this tune. Most of the changes are made with the flute and the flute. It is not similar to the four-level tiaohui and the clapper that are harmonized with the string."
The man speaking was short, about forty years old. The head is shaped like date pits with two pointed ends, a face with fine white pockmarks, a hooked nose and pimpled eyebrows, a shaved chin, and sparse hair that is only as thick as a braid in one place.
With this majestic appearance, no one would have guessed that this person was Wei Changsheng, Wei San, Wei Changsheng, the leader of the "Flower Tribe" who was once famous in the capital and was known as the "Master of the Wild Fox".
One person present clapped his hands and praised: "Wanqing's words are insightful. In the past, there was a saying in Dan'an of Wei Dynasty. It was because of the rich drinking in Heshuo and the new songs in Han. After dancing, the music of Qin was startled and fell into the Guangling tide. This is not to say Is it the Western Qin tune that you play!"
Wei Changsheng cupped his hands and said: "My insights were all given by Mr. Yucun. He once said that the Qin opera is the same as the Qin opera and has no rhythm, but it does not use the bang and uses the flute as a different tune. This tune is very popular in Shu. It is true. I’m so ashamed!”
Another person present said: "I haven't seen Mr. Amemura for several years, and I don't know what is going on now."
Wei Changsheng smiled and said: "I just received a letter a few days ago. The gentleman said that he is now living in Wanjuan Tower. He can see the beauty of Pingquan every day and watch the haze paint the picture of Wangchuan River. It's very happy."
"Wanqing, I heard that you plan to go south to Yangzhou?"
"Originally, I wanted to go back to Sichuan to visit Mr. Yucun, but it happened that Mr. Jiang from Yangzhou sent someone to invite him. I have also thought about it. The world is one-third of the moonlit night, and the other two is Yangzhou. I can't stay in the capital anymore!"
"Alas, now that Wei Wanqing is gone, the opera garden in Beijing will be so boring!"
Since last year, the performance of Western Qin Opera (this Qin Opera is not the later Qin Opera, but a mixture of Danxi opera elements from Sichuan Opera) has been banned in major theaters in the capital. The infantry commander's office issued a notice stating that only Kun and Yi can be sung in the capital. If you don't want to change, then change your career! If he continues to sing, he will be deported and sent back to his hometown.
The reason for this is very simple, the water in Liyuan is too deep! The correct way to say it is that the Shuangqing Department is too popular, especially after Wei Changsheng joined the team and took the lead. Someone once said that if you don't watch "Shuangqing" when watching a drama, no matter how many Kun and Yi you play, it will be in vain.
Why is the Shuangqing Department so popular in the capital? It's not because of Wei Changsheng's "Rolling Tower".
Who would have thought that after this word spread, it would completely offend the other "six major ministries" (Wangfu, Cuiqing, Dacheng, Yuqing, Yuqing, and Baohe). The six major parts are all performed by Kun and Yi tunes, with elegant tunes, and there is no lack of support from the royal family and dignitaries. So these jealous people took the opportunity to complain, saying that most of the stories in "Rolling Tower" were about love affairs between men and women, and that there were too many "pink scenes" in the performance, which was really immoral.
Although they were jealous of each other, Wei Changsheng's drama did contain a lot of "fan drama" elements, so he had to leave the Shuangqing Department sadly. No matter how good an actor is at singing these days, no matter how famous he is, he is nothing when he leaves the stage. Therefore, Wei Changsheng would sometimes go to the Beijing-Kunyi Troupe to sing enlightenment plays praising loyalty and martyrdom.
At this time, there were fewer and fewer guests in the teahouse. Wei Changsheng and others were sighing when suddenly they heard someone humming vaguely. The tune was something they had never heard before, and the lyrics also had a sad feel to them. Affection.
Although the voices of the two hummers were not high and their accents were distorted, who was Wei Changsheng? He was stunned after just two sentences. In front of him, there seemed to be a door that he had never entered before, waving to him...
"Go to the entrance of the street and give a respectful shout to the guests and friends who are passing by. First, it is not a thieves or thieves, and second, it is not a gangster stealing the city... I can't bear to be gracious to my grandpa, and I can't bear to be the leaders of the government officials. Really. I can’t bear to leave my neighbors and my good friends, and I can’t bear to see my mother turn gray. The mother gave birth to a son, and her heart and soul are connected to each other. The son has traveled thousands of miles and the mother is worried. The son misses the mother and it is difficult to kowtow, and the mother misses the son and sheds tears..."
It wasn't until the humming gradually subsided that Wei Changsheng stood up and walked over, saying loudly: "I'm Wei Changsheng from the Shuangqing Department. Is this Master En sitting inside?"
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