In the Jiaofang, a eunuch led a beautiful little woman through.
Two ordinary female musicians who were tuning the piano in the courtyard couldn't help but look up and started talking in low voices.
Wei Erniang sneered and said, "Another one who is absolutely beautiful. I wonder if she will be able to enter the Neijiaofang this year?"
She is ugly and has mediocre singing skills. She was bought from a court at a low price to make up the money. She has no tattoos on her clothes.
"Not to mention absolutely beautiful, so what if she is excellent in sex and art? If she offends the leader of the church, she will not even be able to see the saint."
The person who responded was Lu Yuanzhen, an old woman with gray hair who seemed to be in her seventies. She was winding the guzheng.
Wei Erniang asked: "Concubine Lu still wants to see the saint?"
Lu Yuanzhen squinted his eyes to find the strings, smiled bitterly, and murmured: "The old woman almost met the saint back then, and you wouldn't believe it."
"Quick, tell me."
"When I was young, I was good at playing drums and had a little reputation. At that time, the saint was still in his dormitory and sent someone to summon me to perform my skills. However, the envoy from the church replied that I must get an edict from the emperor and refused to let me go. From then on, I was She has been left in the cold all her life, not allowed to marry, and has never even touched a drum again... The green-haired beauty at that time has become like this now."
Wei Erniang really didn't believe it and asked, "Really?"
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"I was pretty good-looking back then, I won't lie to you."
Lu Yuanzhen once said, sighing: "The teaching is the world, and there is only one person in the world who is supreme. Without the rain and dew of the saint, we will live in darkness."
"Jiaofang is his mother's hell." Wei Erniang said.
The Foreign Teaching Forum will give the saint several opportunities to perform every year. The priest will first present the repertoire, and the saint will circle the performers with an ink pen. This is the "point of entry". Those whose performances are favored by the saint can fly to the branches, but most people can only stay in this high-walled courtyard until they are old and lustful and get married.
In order to fight for this little chance to gain the upper hand, the fight among the teachers was extremely cruel and they resorted to all possible means. Moreover, the hierarchy of the studio is very strict, and ordinary musicians can only perform "Izhou" and "Five Days" over and over again, and the rest can only be performed by high-level concubines.
Underneath the long and clear songs and the graceful dancing of butterflies, the blood and tears of countless people are concealed.
While they were talking, a eunuch came over and said with a smile: "Wei Zuozhuan asked you to sing."
Lu Yuanzhen was a little envious. He looked up at Wei Erniang and asked, "Are you good at singing?"
"Birds can sing."
Wei Erniang cursed and left, leaving the old woman alone in the court repairing the guzheng.
"Hahaha, there are many beauties in Jiaofang, but you and I should take a look at Wei Zuo Zhuan first."
Wang Zhun was having a drink with a group of friends. Sometimes he really dared to treat the church as a nanqu, and he spoke unscrupulously.
"Wei Zuozhuan was named Wei Er. She was vulgar in appearance and poor in singing and dancing. Once she sang, which was so unpleasant that even parrots avoided Zi Tuxuan and called the parrots "Zuo Zhuan". Wei Er thought it was a mockery of her, so he stopped singing and scolded Yang Xuan. Haha, this woman is not afraid of death, she is interesting, interesting."
Xianyu Erlang was stunned when he heard this. He was the son of Xianyu Zhongtong, the governor of Jiannan.
My grandfather once told me what he saw when he visited Chang'an during the Kaiyuan period, and said that the Jiaofang still had a grand and solemn atmosphere. "
"Haha." Wang Zhun laughed and said, "That was during the Kaiyuan period. How many people were there then? How many are there now? It's too much to handle. What do you think, Xing Jiang?"
Xing Jiang smiled slightly and did not answer, thinking that on the surface it was singing and dancing, but from these details it could be seen that the saint was old.
Foolish king, when he was young, he worked hard to expand the teaching hall, but when he is old, he can't even finish the singing and dancing in the inner teaching hall. Therefore, there are too many foreign teachers' workshops for people like Wei Erniang who are just trying to make up the numbers, and old musicians are not allowed to marry outside.
"Let me tell you something interesting." Wang Zhun patted Xian Yuerlang on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Female prostitutes and male prostitutes are managed separately in the temple. Ke people always have seven emotions and six desires. Do you know how they solve it?"
"No, I don't know."
"Hey, the female actors have sworn sworn brothers as 'Xianghuo Brothers' and call themselves men. If you marry a girl from a religious village and come here again, the female actors will call you 'Sister-in-law'." "
"Why?"
"They are brothers, and you are the bride. They also need to learn Turkic methods, saying that the love between brothers "want to taste their wives." Haha, the magic chicken boy is often brought by his mother-in-law to share with the female actors. Because of the teaching There is a shortage of men among the female prostitutes. "
Ah, then we are still good people? "
"That's right!" Wang Zhun laughed.
After a while, a group of musicians were brought over to entertain them, but there was also a man among them.
Wei Erniang sang first, and it was indeed very unpleasant.
Xianyu Erlang looked around and found that except Wei Erniang, all the other female actors were indeed beautiful. His eyes fell on the most charming person among them.
"That's Zhang Siniang." Wang Zhun leaned close to his ear and smiled: "If you want to sleep with her, it's simple. Have you seen the man next to her? Su Wunu, just get him drunk."
"good."
Xianyu Erlang felt that this place was really different from a brothel in every way. It was full of freshness. He immediately picked up the wine glass and walked towards Su Wunu and said, "Come and have a few drinks with me."
Su Wunu was stunned, looked at him blankly, and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Seeing this situation, Wang Zhun found it funny for some reason, slapped his knees, laughed wildly, and scolded: "Drink!"
Everyone thought it was funny except Xian Yuerlang, who came from Sichuan.
"I don't drink." Su Wunu said: "If you want to sleep with my mother-in-law, don't drink..."
"I let you drink!" Wang Zhun yelled.
"Bang"
Following this sound, the door of the house was suddenly kicked open.
"Who eats dog intestines?"
Wang Zhun cursed loudly. When he turned around, he saw that it was Xue Bai with an old guy. He couldn't help but shouted: "Xue Bai, you and I are friends. I'll apologize if I kicked the wrong door. Do your business."
"You're so good, Wang Zhun! You're robbing other people's wives!"
"Fart, you made a mistake, understand? Don't mind your own business."
"beat him."
Before Wang Zhun could react, he suddenly saw the strong man with gray hair rushing forward.
He had never received such a heavy blow, and his whole body flew out. The wooden wall shook when he hit it, and bile was vomited from his mouth. He was in so much pain that he couldn't get up at all, and he couldn't speak.
"Stop it...stop it now!"
At this time, it was Su Wunu who shouted to stop the fight. His wife Zhang Siniang was beautiful and often went to places for entertainment and entertainment. Every time he went there, someone always wanted to get him drunk, so he said, "Just give me more money." "You can get drunk even after eating steamed buns." This is well-known in Chang'an, and the "five slaves" are even used to refer to those who sell their wives. Unexpectedly, today I met someone with a blind eye to show off.
Seeing that Wang Zhongsi was about to beat Xian Yuerlang, Su Wunu quickly shouted: "I mean, if you want to sleep with Si Niang, just give her more money. If you don't drink, he can't drink me!"
Xianyu Erlang has been beaten out.
Wang Zhongsi turned around, picked up Su Wunu and kicked him out.
At this moment, Wang Zhongsi suddenly thought of the countless soldiers who had died under his command.
Those children, who were just ordinary farmers, had never thought of becoming soldiers. For their livelihood and to resist the Tibetan invasion, they went to the battlefield and buried their bones in a foreign land, thus preserving the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty.
All of them are good-looking, all of them are hot-blooded men, but they have sacrificed their lives for a wimp like this in Chang'an City to play shamelessly here.
"Bang!"
Su Wunu's body broke through the wooden wall and flew out of the house like a dead leaf, making a sound like a sack falling to the ground.
"puff."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, vaguely realizing that things were getting serious.
A eunuch ran to Su Wunu, looked around, and screamed.
"Killing! Killing!"
Wang Zhongsi's expression remained unchanged. He had killed many people and he didn't care about a small child.
However, he rarely killed people in Chang'an, so he turned to look at Xue Bai.
Xue Bai took two steps forward and said with a wry smile: "The general is too harsh."
"It's too light." Wang Zhongsi said coldly: "The palace dancers were reduced to showmanship and sex because of the rats."
He is indeed politically wise, but not everything is in line with the will of the Holy Spirit.
All Xue Bai had to do was to push him.
Du Wulang stood beside the Yan brothers and clenched his fists, feeling that Wang Zhongsi was very happy to kill Su Wunu.
He was actually one of the fastest people around to calm down, and asked in a low voice: "Guess which yamen will hear this case?"
Yan Quanming was not too shocked. He stared at Xue Bai and looked up and down, thinking again about whether Xue Bai was romantic or not.
"Old slave Huang Hui is the judge of Zuo Jiaofang. Your Majesty has asked me to select the role for Xue Lang."
An old eunuch came close to Xue Bai and whispered. He glanced at Wang Zhongsi, as if he recognized the saint's adopted son, but also seemed not to recognize him. He continued: "Xue Lang is too difficult for this old slave. ”
"When there is an accident, I brought the person, and I will never shirk it.
Huang Hui said: "Xue Lang only needs to explain to Wang Dalang."
After that, he personally arranged for people to carry Wang Zhun, Xian Yuerlang and other injured people for treatment.
Wang Zhongsi was still standing proudly. When Xue Bai came to his side, he said calmly: "I will not apologize to the child."
"Very well, which one does the general prefer?"
Wang Zhongsi followed Xue Bai's gaze and frowned when he saw the beautiful dancers kneeling on the table and shivering.
"Who do you think I am? I have twelve beautiful concubines in my family."
He remembers the quantity, which is considered very affectionate among people of this status today.
Xue Bai nodded and said: "The beautiful concubine in the general's family has such an appearance, but she may not have such talent. It is better to take a few people away than to let them stay in the Jiaofang Division."
Wang Zhongsi was not a mother-in-law, and he was not picky. He raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Siniang, whose husband had just died.
Xue Bai immediately called over another young eunuch and said, "I want to take her away."
"this...."
"The saint ordered me to rehearse a play."
"Here."
Wang Zhongsi's eyes fell on Wei Erniang, he narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and said, "There is still her."
The young eunuch was greatly surprised and said: "How can you be so ugly and rehearse a show?"
Wang Zhongsi said calmly: "She has a strong body and is a good youngster."
After Wei Erniang was stunned for a moment, she was so happy that she couldn't help but cursed "尻" and fell down in front of Wang Zhongsi.
"Thank you, brother, for saving me!"
Immediately, a very beautiful woman came out on her knees, kowtowed to Xue Bai and said, "This is a beautiful girl from my family. She can sing and dance. I sincerely ask Mr. Xue to reward her."
Xue Lang heard that this model girl had a melodious voice and a charming appearance. She was indeed a beauty. Looking at the injuries on her fingertips from playing the piano, there were calluses on the toes of her bare feet. It was obvious that she was extremely diligent in singing and dancing skills. He couldn't help but ask: "You Such a person can't get ahead in Zuo Jiaofang?"
When Fan Nu heard this, tears fell from her eyes, and she cried: "The slave family prides themselves on being both talented and beautiful, but..."
She lowered her body and continued with an embarrassment: "It's just that my armpits have a slight body odor, so I have no chance to perform for the saint. If I can't find a good man to marry, I'm afraid I will spend my whole life in the church."
"I don't smell any body odor in you, but you still have some fragrance?"
"My family... it's a little bit late. Xue Lang asked my family to come closer... and smell it?" Fan Nu bit her lip and asked.
"No need." Xue Bai said: "I'm just curious about how strict the rules of the church are?"
"Yes, the slave can't smell it even if he wears the sachet, but the rules of the inner teaching workshop are strict and the repertoire cannot be arranged."
This rule is actually outdated. In the past, saints would visit some musicians, but women with body odor could not be allowed to serve the king in the palace. Nowadays, it has delayed the development of truly talented female actors.
Of course, even if Fan Nu has arranged a track, she may not be able to pass the selection.
On the battlefield, one general achieves great success but all his bones are withered, so why not do the same in a classroom?
Xue Bai said: "Then you can participate in my selection."
"Selection?" Fan Nu was stunned.
Huang Hui finally sent Wang Zhun away and returned. When he saw that Xue Bai still didn't go to apologize to the king, but stayed in the workshop to pick out female actors, he couldn't help stamping his feet in anger.
"Xue Lang, I tell you that it doesn't matter if Su Wunu dies, but do you know how powerful Doctor Wang is? We don't have to rush to rehearse the show. Go and apologize to him."
"It doesn't matter. Doctor Wang has made great contributions to the saint, and it's not Wang Zhun's hard work."
Only then did Xue Lang find out that the king had been promoted to the post of imperial censor, apparently within a day or two.
He remained calm and said with a smile: "I would like to ask Neiguan Huang for help with the casting."
"Okay." Huang Hui said: "I will make arrangements now."
He hurriedly had Su Wunu's body disposed of, turned around and left. Then he sighed and rushed to summon the musicians.
The land of Jiaofang has the most dazzling glory and the deepest darkness. Therefore, the people here are the most snobbish, and they praise the superior and suppress the inferior as Chang'an's uniqueness.
As Huang Hui passed by, the waiters behind him called the fat old singer "Aunt Qutugan" and the ordinary-looking one as "Aunt Kangtaibin", and so on. , humiliated in every possible way.
But when they arrived at the place where the wives gathered, they immediately changed their faces, because no one knew which of these wives who were both good at sex and art would fly up the branches.
"Have you collected all the money?"
"Collect it, Mr. Huang, please take a look. An account book was handed over to Huang Hui."
The opportunities to perform in front of saints are becoming less and less every year. If you want to participate, you will naturally have to pay. A few days ago, he
So they specially let these outstanding wives meet the mothers at home and asked them to ask for money from their families.
"Just follow this list."
"Here."
It was not easy to arrange for the talented and beautiful wife to go to the selection with instruments in hand. When Huang Hui returned to the front yard, he heard the sound of wind instruments and it was Xue Bai who was already selecting people.
"What is Xue Lang doing? How can these mediocre hands taint Xue Lang's ears?"
"It doesn't matter." Xue Bai still looked like he was kind to others, and said: "I asked Huang Naiguan to pick the role, and I will pick some musicians by the way. Oh, they are called 'trash masters' here, right?"
After a while, he understood quite a lot.
"What kind of skills can these people have? The old slave of the Daotan family has already made arrangements." Huang Hui shook his head, thinking how he could get involved without giving money, and said: "Let's pick the roles first, and then the musicians..."
Boom!
Boom!
Suddenly there was the sound of drums, interrupting the judge's speech.
Everyone turned around and saw that Erniang Wei was leading an old woman who was playing a drum.
The old woman has silver hair and looks to be in her seventies, but she must be younger than Li Longji because her drumming is even more powerful than Li Longji's.
Her skills are somewhat rusty, far less skillful than those of a saint, but she still creates a sense of... endless hope for this life that is passing by in a hurry.
There is a strong vitality in the sound of drums.
"Dong dong dong!"
Listening to the drum, everyone in the workshop was surprised; Wang Zhongsi turned his head, feeling as if he heard the war drum in Chang'an City; Wei Erniang waved her hands more and more excitedly, cursing in her mouth.
Xue Bai couldn't help but wonder, in this scene, Li Longji's best part was actually outclassed from the very beginning?
