When they arrived at the outskirts of Ezhou, night had completely fallen. The troupe did not want to walk at night and planned to rest nearby. However, because there were so many members, staying for one night was very expensive, so they usually pitched tents or shacks to sleep on the spot.
"We'll treat you to a hotel, it won't cost much, as a way of repaying your kindness for helping us today."
It's rare that we have the chance to travel together, and the suburban post office is not expensive, so Song Che sincerely invites us.
Gong Zhen's repeated refusals could not match Song Che's enthusiasm, so the troupe moved into the post house together and had a sumptuous dinner together.
After dinner, everyone went back to the guest room to rest early.
While sleeping until midnight, Song Che was suddenly woken up by a splash of urine and went out of the door in a daze.
The toilet was so smelly that he thought of going to the woods next to the post house to deal with it.
As soon as he reached the entrance of the woods, he suddenly heard a graceful and rhythmic breathing sound, and he was mostly awake in an instant.
Hey?
Spring is here, is it mating season again?
Someone is playing wild.
Song Che rubbed his eyes and looked into the woods for sound——
The moonlight shines, and the shadows of the trees are mottled. In the flickering light and dark, one is riding the other, and the two white thighs are swaying constantly.
The light in the woods is not good, and the appearance of the man and woman cannot be clearly seen. The two people are so entangled that they almost forget themselves. The one after another gasping for breath makes the listener's heart flutter.
In the post house, apart from Song Che and the others, they were members of the theater troupe. These two crazy men and resentful women having sex in the dark must be members of the theater troupe.
It is human nature for a man to love a woman. Song Che didn't want to do anything immoral and disturb others, so he planned to slowly exit the woods. Unexpectedly, there was a dead branch under his feet——
"Crack!"
The branches break and the sound is crisp.
The gasping stopped abruptly.
Enforced interruption of mating.
Oh my god, something bad happened.
If you run back at this time, you will definitely be discovered. Although what this couple did is not glamorous, it is not good to peek.
Song Che was so anxious that he meowed twice like a cat:
"Meow meow~"
The most similar thing is for people to meow like a cat.
"It turns out to be a cat. It scared me." The man sighed.
"Hey, I think we should call it a night. What if someone wakes up later and hears it?" the woman asked worriedly.
"My righteousness is rising. If it ends, what should I do tonight? Master, if you raise your head a little more, I will be finished soon..."
"I'm not ashamed."
After being tired and crooked, the snapping sound sounded again.
Song Che frowned slightly. It would be understandable if two people were in love and looking for some excitement, but wouldn't it be against human ethics to listen to their conversation?
When I first met Qiao Qin, I thought she was charming, but I didn't expect that she would be so dissolute and commit adultery with her apprentice.
But it's not surprising when you think about it. Qiao Qin was at a wolf-like age, she was a geisha, and she married a man who was seriously ill. In the face of desire, her chastity was completely forgotten.
I just felt sorry for Gong Lingzhi's father, who was cuckolded by his apprentice.
well……
In the past few days, have you been poking into the den of bitches and whores? I encountered some ridiculous things.
Of course, no matter how ridiculous things are, they are still family matters, and he cannot be an outsider to control them.
Song Che quietly exited the woods and went back to his room to continue sleeping.
Early the next morning.
Song Che came to the counter to check out, and Gong Dalang was also there.
"Mr. Chen, I have discussed it with my master and my wife, but I am still embarrassed to let you spend money, so I have already paid for our troupe."
Gong Dalang made it clear and turned around and left the counter without waiting for Song Che to speak.
Song Che sneered inwardly. Listening to Gong Dalang's voice, he was absolutely certain that he was the "hero" who had sex last night.
He dresses like a human being and looks polite, but he does the most filthy things.
Song Che paid the room fee, and Shen Wenjun and the others almost woke up. After a brief breakfast, they continued to set off with the troupe.
An hour later, Ezhou City arrived.
A pearl on the riverside, the buildings are exquisite and compact, the streets are bustling with traffic, the docks are bustling with water transportation, and the fish on the river waves answer each other's songs.
Linjiang embankment, a majestic high-rise building rises from the ground, with lanterns and bird alarm bells hung on the eaves. Rows of colorful flags are planted downstairs, and a piece of red silk surrounds the building. It looks like a majestic man wearing a belt, proud. Standing on the banks of the Yangtze River.
The official history is called Yellow Crane Tower, and this place is called White Crane Tower.
The white crane seems to be more fairy-like than the yellow crane.
The government specially arranged accommodation for the opera troupe in an inn not far from the White Crane Tower, and Song Che and others simply stayed in this inn.
After the theater troupe settled down, they began to get busy. The boys in charge of the chores went to build a stage in front of the White Crane Tower, while the actors in charge of the performances found an open space in the backyard of the inn to rehearse the program for tomorrow's celebration.
"Awesome! Awesome!"
The troupe was rehearsing, and Song Che and others sat aside to "try something new" first.
I saw Erlang holding a four- to five-foot-long bamboo pole on his forehead. Gong Lingzhi was as agile as a monkey and climbed to the top of the pole in a few seconds. She was standing on the top of the pole independently, and she could still spin the plate with both hands.
Acrobatics, burlesque, playing and singing, puppet show, shadow puppet show, sand calligraphy, sumo wrestling, tightrope walking... more than 20 shows, just watching the rehearsal are amazing, and the main performance tomorrow will be twice as exciting. .
And the most ruthless finale——
I saw only two bullock carts pulling in four large iron boxes. It took four or five strong men to unload each box.
Lying inside the box was a large iron knife with a handle about ten feet long and two feet wide. The men took out the iron knives piece by piece from the box and spliced them together on the spot into a large scimitar that was seven or eight feet long!
"This...is this knife too big? What is it for?"
Several people from the south of the Yangtze River were stunned just by seeing this knife.
Gong Lingzhi said proudly: "This is my father's specialty. In the entire Liang Dynasty, there are no more than three people who can perform it - Shang Daoshan!"
"Go to Daoshan?!"
"Yes, tomorrow this knife will be stood up. My father will walk from the handle to the tip of the knife barefoot, and he will be able to stand on his own in the middle, stand on his head, and stand on his head!"
"This, this, this..."
Shen Wenjun took a handkerchief and tested the blade. Not to mention how sharp it was, it was more than enough to cut open skin and flesh. She frowned slightly and advised:
"Sister, this performance is too dangerous. If you are not careful, you will get scratched. And it is so high. If you fall down... Oh, bah, bah, bah, it is too dangerous anyway. It is better not to make money."
Qin Ruo also came to persuade: "Yes, Leader Gong is not in good health. How can he take risks on this mountain of swords again? I think the program you have arranged is exciting enough, so I don't mind this program."
Gong Lingzhi wanted to say something, but in the end he sighed instead, "Why don't I want to persuade dad to give up, but the dignitaries from both sides of the lake are coming to watch this celebration, and dad doesn't want to miss this opportunity..."
"Lingzhi is right."
At this time, Qiao Qin and Gong Dalang walked together and heard her say: "If we can perform on Daoshan at such a grand ceremony, the Xi Lai Ren team will definitely become famous."
Gong Dalang also took out a piece of iron sand from his sleeve and said to Gong Lingzhi: "Junior sister, don't worry, I will sharpen the blade further. With my master's decades of skills, this show is just a piece of cake."
Gong Lingzhi curled his lips, "If dad knew that you had sharpened the blade, he would be furious."
"Everyone knows that the master is stubborn and refuses to admit defeat..." Gong Dalang sighed again: "It's a pity that we apprentices are not good at learning, otherwise we would have fought for the master."
In the eyes of others, he has good intentions.
In Song Che's eyes, he was hypocritical!
