After thirty rounds of drinking, everyone from several villages who could drink enough would come to offer Liang Chuan a bowl. Liang Chuan picked up the wine bowl, not just putting it on the edge of the bowl to take a sip, but actually drinking it straight away. This sweet potato wine The purification technology is not good enough, and the alcohol concentration is lower than that of the rice wine I drank before, so it is only useful for an old man like He Baozheng who has no capacity for alcohol!
Outside the ancestral hall, the women spontaneously cooked a large pot of food, and the banquet was full of hard dishes, all of which were brought into the ancestral hall.
Several talkers kept asking Liang Chuan what he had seen outside in the past few years.
Huang Tu spoke first: "Sanlang, tell me that you even met officials in Bianjing?"
Everyone had been holding this question in their hearts for a long time. As soon as the loess was thrown out, everyone immediately stopped drinking and concentrated their attention!
What is the official family? It is the Ziwei star in the sky, the real star! But what do these idiots dare to think? They have never seen what Mr. Duan, the grand master in the county, looks like. How dare they imagine the beauty of an official?
Everyone looked at Liang Chuan expectantly. Liang Chuan saw this scene. He was so popular that he dared to talk nonsense outside. He had seen Zhao Guan's house before. In the ears of the officials, are they going to come down to investigate? Even the officials dare to make random arrangements and they can't kill you!
Liang Chuan picked up a big fork, took a delicious bite, and burped with satisfaction. He Baozheng was right next to Liang Chuan, and he almost gave up the food and wine because of his smelly burp. Spit it out!
"Oh, my mother, you are so worried about us, tell me, have you seen her or not?"
Liang Chuan's face was slightly tipsy. He looked at He Baozheng's ear mysteriously and said, "I...I've seen the Jade Emperor!"
"Hi!" Everyone was so attracted that Lao Gao's mood suddenly dropped. After doing this for a long time, Liang Chuan was joking here!
He Baozheng asked again: "When you went to Bianjing last time, didn't your boy follow Prime Minister Ding? I heard he was a little younger than Mr. Kou before. Is that him?"
A celebration party suddenly turned into a personal report meeting for Liang Chuan.
Chen Qiyou also asked: "Ding Wei! He Jialuo, you are a tough guy who knows a lot about football!"
At this time, someone from the villagers also joined in and said, "I heard that Ding Wei is a great traitor. The Queen Mother sent you to be a spy in Ding Wei's house. You guys jointly brought down Ding Wei!"
As soon as these words came out, Liang Chuan squirted a mouthful of wine all over the faces of the security guards in front of him.
Liang Chuan wiped his mouth and said, "Boy, who did you hear this from? I was sent by the Queen Mother, are you a tease invited by the monkey?"
Huang Tu also said: "Sanlang has never even met an official. How could he know the Queen Mother, who has a more noble status? The Queen Mother can speak better than an official. You think so, Sanlang!"
The villager said again: "That's not right. This is how Dou Dingwei is acted in the play. I didn't say that!"
Liang Chuan was quite frightened now. Has everything about him been turned into a drama?
"What drama?"
He Baozheng said: "Sanlang, you have endured the humiliation and bear the burden for these years, fighting against the traitors in the court with Empress Dowager Liu, defeating traitors like Ding Wei and overthrowing traitors like Lei Yungong. The common people are grateful for your kindness and have already compiled your story." As soon as the play comes out, we have already gone to Xinghua to hire the troupe, and you will know it as soon as it is sung!"
"It's sung in the play that after you defeated Ding Wei, Empress Dowager Liu wanted to protect you, but she didn't kill you. She pretended to send you to the northwest to serve as an army, and when she came back, she placed you in the home of the new prime minister named Song!"
He Baozheng suddenly mentioned the matter of Liang Chuan's exile. The atmosphere was a little heavy for a moment. Everyone looked at Liang Chuan's expression and were afraid that he would think too much. In the eyes of the villagers, what happened to Liang Chuan's distribution? Even if he was beheaded, they would still give him Liangchuan builds a temple!
Liang Chuan touched the gold seal that was still bloody and said with a smile: "My naughty son made it on the way back. He Baozheng can vouch for it!"
Everyone thought that Liang Chuan was worried that they would dislike his identity, so they kept comforting him: "You are doing errands for the court and hanging this gold seal for us poor people. Who dares to laugh at you? My old guy will be the first to risk his life! You Tell us, is it true in the opera that the Queen Mother asked you to fight Ding Wei down?"
Liang Chuan sighed and said: "You feel that Ding Wei is a traitor, I don't feel the same! That year I went to Bianjing to look for Miss Zheng Ruoying, Miss Zheng, but there was no shelter in the vast sea of people in Bianjing! "
Speaking of this, Liang Chuan sighed with rebirth, Ding said he was an adulterer and even more greedy, but if he is not adulterous or corrupt, nothing will happen. This is not his fault, this is the tragedy of the times.
"What are our identities? We are not even as good as the farmers in Bianjing. We only need the appreciation of Lord Ding to have a place to live in Bianjing. We are all from poor backgrounds. We must be nice to others who treat us well." No, if you forget your roots as a human being, you will be worse than an animal!"
good! The people in the audience burst into warm applause, and He Baozheng even patted his chest and said, "That's right, we gentlemen don't care who is good or bad among those officials, whoever is worthy of us or thinks highly of us, we will go to pieces. What’s the point of being a white-eyed wolf and having someone stab your spine? If Saburo did what you said today, I’ll give you another round of respect!”
"So the lyrics in the play are false?"
"Don't worry about the clichés. The troupe will come soon. They have to sing how we want them to sing!"
It doesn't matter whether there are good officials or bad officials. What the common people care about is that they can have enough to eat three meals a day. It doesn't matter who is in charge. No matter how loud the official voice is, if the common people are not taken seriously, what's the use. The common people have no say, but their hearts are bright!
The villagers in Fengshan Township only care about whether Liang Chuan's life is wonderful or not. Who can become the protagonists of the opera?
They surrounded Liangchuan and kept asking if Bianjing was big. Is it as big as Xinghua? Whether the military expedition in the northwest is hard or not, and how it compares with farming, are just small questions about the common people's desire for heaven and earth.
Liang Chuan's mouth was either stuffed with food, or he kept talking to them like a storyteller. The common people didn't have TVs or mobile phones, so they could only listen to what came out of Liang Chuan's mouth, and they realized how big and dangerous the world was!
Not long after, the stage was actually set up outside. In the middle of the night, these opera singers were really working hard to make money!
Liang Chuan really didn't like theater. Not only was the babbling rhythm slow, but the characters weren't expressive enough. Mainly because he wasn't interested, so he didn't want to understand it!
The villagers loved it. It turned out that most of the people drinking in the ancestral hall ran away and gathered around the stage with stools and stones!
It’s not easy to watch a play these days! Money is one thing, but there are only a few key troupes. One stop at a restaurant can cost you thousands of taels of gold. Who would come to a rural cultural performance unless the price is high? Besides, the poor people can’t even afford food. How can they still have spare money to hire a theater troupe?
Liang Chuan remembered that when he was a child, his grandmother told him that people in the production team traveled more than a hundred miles in one night just to watch a play! Go to the next county to see it, and then walk back!
Liang Chuan didn't know whether he was really obsessed or just doing nothing. It was not peaceful outside at that time, and his life might be lost if he walked such a long distance at night!
"Here we go, it's the legend of White Snake, you're in luck tonight!"
When he heard that this play was about to be sung, even He Baozheng couldn't sit still. He was sitting in the ancestral hall and glanced outside the room!
Liang Chuan smiled and said: "Let's watch the show first, and it's not too late to drink after watching it!"
The opera sung by this opera troupe turned out to be a new opera from Bianjing City. The characters' makeup was the same as that of the old Xinghua opera, but the lyrics and story were completely copied from the Legend of White Snake in the Forbidden City. Even the opening theme was the same!
I didn’t expect the Forbidden City drama to be so popular! Even Xinghua has been affected by this trend. It is not surprising that any new trend in Bianjing at this time will cause imitation from various places. This play has been sung for many years, and it has spread to Fengshan. The countryside!
The appeal of this play is extraordinary. It turns out that the noisy Fengshan is quiet except for the singing. Liang Chuan couldn't stand it after watching it for a while. The actors' performances were very rough and they didn't even understand the story. The stage was all based on imagination. It was much worse than the one in the Forbidden City!
Liang Chuan looked at the villagers. He was so intoxicated that he didn't want to disturb them. He picked up the bowl and drank wine slowly. The hungry yellow vegetable green on the villagers' faces was gone, and all of them were tired. It was a little shiny, and he looked around. Although the night shrouded this small mountain village, he could see that the homes of the villagers were no longer as dilapidated as before, and the fields were no longer wantonly abandoned. Everything seemed full of vitality. This place How wonderful, if we can continue to be peaceful like this, and our children and grandchildren can enjoy this happiness, how wonderful!
While I was watching the show, suddenly another group of people came!
The arrival of this group of people obviously made the local residents of Fengshan very repulsive. Liang Chuan could tell it from the faces of the villagers.
The person who came was none other than Liang Chuan, who happened to know Song Youcai from the Tianxiong Army!
This guy is still here! Then aren’t all my three thousand Heavenly Heroes there?
"My boss, you are finally back!"
Song Youcai brought not many people, only a few people to chat with, and Liang Chuan recognized them. They were the Kuhaha who accompanied him to move bricks with him in northern Shaanxi. Next to him were the two brothers Song Jun and Song Youcai, both Xianglongs from Suizhou. Those who came out of Teramura all had a golden seal on their faces just like me.
Liang Chuan immediately asked them to sit down and pushed the food and wine in front of them.
The brothers of Tianxiongjun looked at the food and wine and their throats trembled violently. They suppressed their desire for the food and wine. It was not that they did not want to eat it, but the villagers nearby did not welcome them to eat it!
When Huang Tu saw it, he even stopped the joyful scene!
This time, Liang Chuan was confused. There must be some grudge between these two groups of people!
Liang Chuan didn't care about so many, but all the guests came, not to mention his brothers who had been through life and death. They had feelings for the villagers in Fengshan, and even more feelings for the people from the Tianxiong Army. They were real heroes, tough men. Without them, their own bones would have turned to ashes in the yellow sand!
"Sit down, drink, and the opera singer, please continue singing for me. Sing harder, and I will reward you!"
