"Brother, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Gu Qingqing opened the curtain and walked in, carrying a bowl of hot water.
Gu Zhengchen put down his brush, rubbed his sore wrist, and turned sideways to look at Gu Qingqing: "Sister, do you like watching dramas?"
Gu Qingqing put the bowl on the table and replied softly: "I like it, but I haven't seen it very much. When I went to temple fairs twice, I listened to it a little bit with my mother, and she can also sing."
Gu Zhengchen imagined his mother singing.
People in the Ming Dynasty had very few forms of entertainment, and drama was the most popular and spiritual pastime with the widest audience.
During the Yuan Dynasty, Zaju was very popular and numerous opera troupes appeared. However, the war at the end of the Yuan Dynasty destroyed the glory, and Lao Zhu's policy of banning operas put many theater troupes and musicians under many restrictions.
However, opera at this time did not have no room for survival. For example, "Pipa Ji", which promoted a virtuous wife, filial piety, and harmony between husband and wife, was highly praised by Zhu Yuanzhang. He even praised "The Gao Ming "Pipa Ji" is like a mountain of treasures and a sea of treasures. It is indispensable for rich families." .
Drama has a rich heritage and a popular base. It is normal to have a few drama fans, especially since it is the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China and the older generation of the Yuan Dynasty is still alive.
Gu Zhengchen chatted with Gu Qingqing for a while, asked her to rest early, and then continued to organize the lyrics of "The Legend of White Snake". Later generations only listen to pop songs and don’t remember all the lyrics of operas, so they can just rely on their own imagination. No one will find out anyway...
Early the next morning, Mrs. Gu got up and watched Gu Zhengchen walking around the black porcelain vat at home. She couldn't help but ask, "There is no writing on this vat. What kind of tricks can you tell?"
"Mom, do you know who owns a funnel-shaped water tank?"
Gu Zhengchen dropped the stone in his hand and gave up the idea of smashing the vat. If the bottom of the vat was smashed, it would not be funnel-shaped...
Mrs. Gu thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "There is no funnel-shaped water tank, but Aunt Zhang's house has a funnel-shaped tile bowl."
Gu Zhengchen's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "Mom, go and borrow it. Then you and your sister will go to the river to dig a tank of yellow mud water, put our pots outside, prepare firewood, and wait for me to come back."
"Brother Zhengchen..."
Mrs. Gu looked at Gu Zhengchen who wiped his hands and left the house, followed him two steps, but saw no response. She turned back to look at Gu Qingqing, who was standing by the window, awake and awake: "What did he do?"
Gu Qingqing rubbed her eyes and yawned: "Mom, brother went to make money."
"Making money, have you ever seen someone making money by making money from the dirty water? Shen Shen Nao Nao."
Mrs. Gu complained and took an apron and tied it on Gu Qingqing: "I'm going to Aunt Zhang's house. You can warm up the steamed bread."
Gu Qingqing had no choice but to go to the kitchen to light a fire. He hated making fires. The flint was clattering for a long time and he couldn't light the firewood...
Gu Zhengchen entered the county town again and went straight to the Liang family.
I heard that Liang Heng, an elder of the Liang family, had been an idle official in the Yuan Dynasty and later surrendered to the Ming Dynasty. Because he was old, he did not accept the call to become an official and chose to stay in Teng County to live a peaceful life.
This is a good choice, less controversial.
Gu Zhengchen went to the door of Liang's house and handed the greeting card and the manuscripts of the two plays "The Legend of White Snake" to the gatekeeper: "Please also pass this to the old man of the Liang family."
The janitor raised his eyes and whistled softly in his mouth. Does that mean: Don't you need to pay for the toll when delivering something?
When Gu Zhengchen saw that the waiter was unwilling to help and he really had no money, he added: "I'm going to recruit Gu Zhengchen from Dayan Village."
"Gu, Gu Zhengchen?"
The waiters were immediately startled, and their attitude immediately became respectful. One of the waiters even said with a smile: "Gu Juren, wait a moment, we will go and deliver it right away."
Gu Zhengchen was not in a hurry and sat under the big tree outside the door to enjoy the cool air.
It can be seen that yesterday, he beat Zhao Shun, caused trouble in the Zhao family, and regretted the engagement, which increased his reputation a lot. But as for the official who was responsible for it, could it be the county government's lazy administration?
Thank you lazy government...
Liang's backyard.
Liang Heng, who was sixty-six years old, was drinking tea and reading a book. The old lady Chen Niang beside him was humming a joke and swaying her little feet.
Liang Fengyang walked into the room softly and asked with a smile: "Father, mother, do you feel stuffy? Why don't you call the two maids to provide some fresh air?"
Liang Heng glanced at Liang Fengyang, put his thumb on his lips to moisten them, and turned a page of the book: "If you have anything to do, just say it. If you have nothing to do, just leave. Don't disturb our leisure time."
Liang Fengyang knew his father's temper, so he took out a greeting card and said, "Father, you still remember the interesting things he said yesterday."
Liang Heng took the invitation and glanced at it, seeing the name clearly, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then he laughed: "Hey, isn't this the Gu Juren who beat the housekeeper of the Zhao family yesterday and openly regretted his marriage? Why, in the Yamen No one was sent to beat him, but he came to our door today, what does he want to do?"
Liang Fengyang also felt a little surprised: "Yesterday, the Zhao family suffered a lot of grievances. It stands to reason that people in the county government would have heard the news long ago, but it seems that the county magistrate did not send anyone to deal with this matter..."
Liang Heng chuckled, with frowns on his old face: "The Zhao family has been wronged? Oh, it's just snobbery. To the outside world, it is said that the Gu family regrets their marriage and is pretending to be pitiful. Anyone with a discerning eye doesn't know. If the Zhao family hadn't been tortured, then Gu Zhengchen Dare to regret the marriage? The county magistrate must have known about it. Since he didn't handle it, it means the county magistrate doesn't want to deal with it. It seems that Gu Juren is not without someone to protect his back. Tell me, what is he doing in our house? "
Liang Fengyang took out a stack of manuscripts and handed them over respectfully: "I think I came here to please my father."
"I like him, haha. This Gu Juren is quite interesting. In the past, I didn't hear anyone talk about his talents. Isn't he humiliating himself today? Come on, let me take a look."
Liang Heng put down the book in his hand, took the manuscript, and opened it to read. After only a few glances, the playful smile on his face slowly faded and was replaced by seriousness and shock.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Niang couldn't help but frown when she saw Liang Heng being so serious.
Liang Heng watched intently and recited in a deep voice: "I love the February day in the West Lake the most, when the wind and drizzle bring the cruise ship. The tenth generation of cultivators come to the same boat, and the hundred generations of cultivators come to sleep together! Chen Niang, what do you think of this play? "
Chen Niang was a little surprised. This simple opera took the fate to the extreme. This was not like the first time she and Liang Heng met on a lake boat in February...
"Where's the back?"
When Liang Hengzheng saw the rise, it suddenly disappeared and stopped. Wasn't this heart-breaking thing going to kill people?
Liang Fengyang pointed at the greeting card: "The back part should still be in his hand."
Liang Heng re-examined the play, nodded repeatedly, praised it, and arranged: "Go and invite Gu Juren in person, I will order this "The Legend of White Snake"!"
Liang Fengyang smiled calmly and exited the back hall, looking at the blue sky.
I'm afraid this is not only a good drama, but also a good drama led by Gu Juren, right?
Gu Zhengchen waited quietly.
Whether Liang Heng can approve of "The Legend of White Snake" or not is related to whether the Gu family can recover from the desperate situation. But for a drama geek, there’s no reason why he shouldn’t be knowledgeable, right?
When Liang Fengyang walked out of the door in person and introduced himself, Gu Zhengchen breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.
Done!
From this moment on, I, Gu Zhengchen, will take back everything my family has lost step by step!
