Happy times are always short-lived. After Liang Chuan only ate a few plates of tea and candied fruits and piled up three large piles of peels and cores, a person he really didn't want to see appeared again, Xu Yang. Following him was Xue Qing, the second generation ancestor who was fond of Duanxiu.
"It's true that we meet everywhere in life, and I can see you everywhere, my Liang Daguan." Xu Yang said to Liang Chuan in an eccentric manner.
"Hey, no wonder my slave didn't find you when he went to Jinzun just now. In the blink of an eye, you were hiding here. You guys made it easy for me to find you. I didn't expect that you had some background and could come to the county magistrate. The invited lantern festival won't do anything to you now. When it's over, don't run as fast as you did just now!" Xue Qing was a villain with a dark heart, looking at the four people fiercely and calculating. How to deal with these four people later.
Liang Chuan picked up a dried plum and put it into his mouth, chewed up the pulp, spat out the core slowly and put it on the table. He looked indifferent and even crossed his legs to look at Xue Qing with contempt. From time to time, he would ask the maid next to him to add tea and water, which was extremely arrogant.
Now the situation has reached a point of no end. Xue Qing sent people back to Jinzun with carbines. He was clearly acting on orders. Now that Liang Zi has formed a knot, there is no room for maneuver.
On the contrary, this makes Liang Chuan even more indifferent. When Xue Qing comes to trouble him later, he will probably come for the two daughters of the Zheng family who are disguised as men. That would be even better. Just watch and see what this surname is. How brave is Xue, how dare he do anything to his precious daughter in front of his father.
Xu Yang sat in the middle of the back row, while Xue Qing stood obediently behind his father. Just like stones, these second-generation ancestors were all influenced by their father, and they were all brought out to be plated with gold today. Find one or two good families.
Xu Yang turned to the back from time to time to look at Liang Chuan who was sitting leisurely behind him, thinking in his mind how he could give this boy some color later. When Liang Chuan saw this kid turn to look at him with evil intentions, he knew that he must have some bad ideas again. Why are these people so small-minded? They have nothing else to worry about and they are having trouble with him every day.
After everyone at the viewing platform was basically seated, the performance of the Xinghua Lantern Festival slowly began. The person who presided over the lantern festival was Master Lu, an aide to the county magistrate. Master Pin was originally from Shaoxing, and he was engaged in this old trade that had been passed down for hundreds of years. The Shaoxing master in our country is a very famous business. Although the master is not an official national civil servant, he has a big tree and can enjoy the shade. This does not hinder the transcendent status of Mr. Lu in Xinghua. Even the county magistrate has to give him some respect.
On the terrace, the master first praised the current peaceful and prosperous country and the peace of the people. After the long-term chaotic conquests of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the current time can be said to be a rare peaceful situation in history. Except for the occasional small conflicts in the northwest, people really live and work in peace and contentment. No one would be disgusted by what Master Lu said.
Master Lu then praised Song Magistrate County's "great achievements" over the past year. Measures such as encouraging students to teach agriculture and mulberry cultivation, living and working in peace and contentment, accommodating refugees, and promoting culture and education, etc., have brought about earth-shaking changes in the face of Xinghua. Everyone on the viewing platform burst into praise.
Anyone who dares to say a few gossips will be the one who sings the praises of everyone on this occasion, and he will have to talk nonsense without conscience. If he dares to say a few words of 'truth', he will get good results if it reaches the ears of the magistrate.
Next, let’s introduce the various guests today. First, we will introduce the various officials in the county. Everyone basically knows each other. Then there are the big bosses of various merchants in Xinghua, all well-known figures, and finally these famous talents and beauties. Every time the master introduces someone, everyone will turn their attention to them, but basically everyone knows these characters, and the ones who stand out are the so-called talents.
Master Lu focused on introducing Xu Yang and several other scholars, all of whom were young talents in Xinghua in recent years. The ladies from wealthy families all cast their admiring glances at her, but Xu Yang was not modest and returned the glances from all directions with clasped fists.
The two girls, Zheng Ruoying and Zheng Yuzhi, stood behind with their lips curled up and slandered. A guy like Xu Yang was simply a scumbag. He was the same as Xue Qing, working together in collusion. He was not a good person at all.
After Master Lu introduced the people present, the lantern festival began slowly. On the terrace, there are shadows and shadows, and the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard. Liang Chuan drank tea, ate the peeled fruits and snacks handed over by the two girls, and happily enjoyed the performance on the stage.
In the past, you had to go to a provincial capital-level art center to see such a performance, and classical art performers were rare, not to mention such an authentic classical performance. Liang Chuan was sitting on the chair. It would be nice to post it on Moments to show off.
There is a small platform under the terrace, which is where these drum and horn troupes sit when they perform music. The rhythm of the harp, the strings, the xun and the sheng floats slowly, looking for the sound. A group of girls in pearls and green clothes are fluttering, looking forward to the brilliance. The figures of these dancers are really enchanting, but the makeup on their faces is too thick, which seems to be the beauty of this era, and Liang Chuan still can't accept it.
The dance at this time is far less gorgeous, public and unrestrained than the dance of the previous dynasty, but shows a simple, elegant and restrained style. The dance dance on the terrace is more characterized by "ancient, leisurely, slow, wonderful and beautiful" . It's like a landscape painting with a large blank space, not for people to appreciate the picture, but to create an artistic conception.
After the dancer finishes her dance, there is acrobatics, which is what the people like the most. Although dancing is pleasing to the eye, ordinary people feel that it is too far away from them and cannot appreciate the inner meaning. It’s the one with more visual impact that makes people like it more.
People came up on the stage, including old women and children. The energetic old woman was steady and unobtrusive. She had two square brocade handkerchiefs in her hands. She held the brocade handkerchief in her hand and quickly turned it around, turning it into a piece of round cloth. There are two little girls next to them. One performs balancing skills with cups, bowls and plates, and the other performs dishes, tables and chairs. Their performances are crisp and free. When they started to perform, another handsome boy came up. He breathed fire, as if he had swallowed a lot of sawdust in his mouth. He then held a small torch and put it in front of his mouth. With a movement, the raging flames suddenly burst out It spurted out directly from the mouth.
The miraculous tricks made the ordinary people watching from the balcony burst into applause. The cheers were like thunder, and the mood of the crowd was quite high.
Not only are there acrobatic performances, but there are also monkey taming artists performing with three little monkeys. Unexpectedly, this kind of program has been around so early and has been circulating for nearly a thousand years. There is an artist in the corner of the terrace holding a gong and beating it hard. The three little monkeys were wearing a tailor-made military robe, a military felt hat, and holding a short red tassel gun in their hands. They looked like a few soldiers going to the battlefield, performing on the battlefield. of fighting.
The military plot in the south is still quite indifferent. People have been away from the war for too long and too far, so they will not be much touched. For example, Xin Wubing looked serious, and he might soon turn into a 'monkey' in his eyes.
The two girls covered their faces and kept exclaiming. They were locked in the boudoir for a long time and couldn't leave the house. They had to risk everything to go to Liangchuan to have fun here. Otherwise, they would have to stay at home and embroider flowers.
Behind Liang Chuan, there was a sharp contrast between cold and hot.
The monkey performed very hard and was so tamed that it was no different from a real artist. You can imagine how many whips he had to receive from behind. After the animal's performance, several female artists came up and practiced a few fancy martial arts fights. This routine did not change much from later generations. It seemed that the fight was vigorous, but in fact neither party suffered any injuries.
The next person who came on stage made Liang Chuan almost spit out the tea he took leisurely. These people were only wearing a pair of underpants, and their appearance was exactly the same as the sumo wrestlers from the island country!
"What is this for?" Liang Chuan turned to Xin Wubing with a puzzled expression.
Xin Wubing didn't expect that Liang Chuan didn't know about this event. Every year, the "Terrace Competition" at the south peak of Hangzhou Gugeji Temple is the most authoritative national sumo wrestling competition. Sumo masters from all states and counties are eager to go and appear on the stage. A duel between males and females in order to become famous in the world. In private events, even the government will send officers to preside over the competition and serve as referees. Is there anyone who doesn't know about sumo wrestling?
Even Zheng Yuzhi couldn't stand it any longer and said, "This is sumo wrestling. The two of you will learn to wrestle later. If you beat the magistrate, you will be rewarded heavily."
Liang Chuan's jaw almost dropped to the ground, this. . Isn't this the favorite national sport of the people of the island country, sumo wrestling? In later generations, our countrymen no longer play it. Why are people so enthusiastic about it in this era when culture is valued over martial arts? .
For a moment, Liang Chuan was confused and didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy. He didn't like the good things from his ancestors, but instead they were stolen by his neighbors and used as family heirlooms. This is true for traditional Chinese medicine, even more so for traditional martial arts, and now even for sumo wrestling that I have witnessed with my own eyes. .
Each performance pushed the lantern festival to a climax, and the crowd stood on the terrace and applauded and cheered without interruption. Magistrate Song was quite satisfied as he sat at the table. What he wanted was the feeling of having fun with the people, stroking his beard with a smile on his face.
After the sumo wrestlers retreated, the terrace was empty. A maid moved a stool and placed it in the middle of the stage. A graceful woman walked onto the terrace holding a huqin.
The auditorium, which had been quiet from beginning to end, suddenly started to tremble.
"It turns out to be the oiran from Jinlou!" "Today the oiran is willing to come out, what a blessing!"
This woman does have some beauty, and she is considered to be a first-class beauty in this small place of Xinghua. Even more beautiful than Zheng Ruoying, Liang Chuan asked Zheng Yuzhi, "What is the background of this woman that makes everyone so fascinated?"
"She is the number one member of Xinghua Jinlou, Shen Yuzhen. She is beautiful and very talented. She does her art but not her body. How do I know why these stinky men are so obsessed with me? Humph!" Zheng Yuzhi said with a strong voice. Xin Wubing could smell the sourness from far away.
