A Confucian robe with seven or eight patches.
Liang Heng looked at Gu Zhengchen's clothes, looking poor and downtrodden, and he already looked down upon him in his heart.
Looking up, Liang Heng saw a pair of piercing red phoenix eyes. There was nothing humble or panic in these eyes, and a thin and resolute face showed calmness and determination.
"babble?"
Liang Heng was slightly surprised.
In the past sixty years, I have seen the collapse of the Yuan Dynasty, the red scarf army filled the sky, the reconstruction of the Ming Dynasty, and the expedition of the army. On the faces of countless people, they are either panicked or uneasy, either anxious all day long, or not knowing whether tomorrow will be good or bad, life or death. There are not many people who are as calm as the person in front of them, who can let the wind and rain go without fear.
"Are you Gu Juren?"
Liang Heng couldn't connect the person in front of him with the rumored "glad-eyed, stupid person".
Gu Zhengchen was not nervous. He often gave speeches on the stage in later generations. He could still handle this small scene and calmly replied with two words: "Exactly."
Liang Heng looked at Chen Niang, saw Chen Niang nodded slightly, and took a few pages of "The Legend of White Snake" on the table in his hand: "Did you write it?"
Gu Zhengchen nodded shamelessly and comforted himself with Kong Yiji's story. I didn't plagiarize. Bah, I didn't plagiarize.
How can things about scholars be considered plagiarism...
"Can you tell me why "The Legend of White Snake" came about?"
Liang Heng is very interested in the things behind the play.
Gu Zhengchen walked to the chair and sat down. When Liang Heng raised his eyebrows, he said: "There is a story recorded in Li Huang's chapter of the strange novel "Bo Yi Zhi" in the Tang Dynasty. The white-clothed Shu has an unparalleled beauty... And go and find it. The old residence was an empty garden, and there were often giant white snakes under the trees. The story of the Three Pagodas of the West Lake, a storybook written in the Song Dynasty, tells in detail the story of Xi Zhenren's battle with the white snake..."
Although later generations have disputes about the origin of "The Legend of the White Snake", there is no dispute about the final symbol of the story, which is "The White Snake Forever Guards the Leifeng Pagoda" in Volume 28 of "Warning Words for the World".
"Warning Words" was written by Feng Menglong. He would wait two hundred years before it was released. I guess there would be no copyright conflict between the two people...
Liang Heng likes the story of "The Legend of White Snake" very much. White Snake is no longer a charming snake monster, but has become a kind-hearted, infatuated, smart and courageous city woman, which is more popular and touching.
“Where’s the second part of the story?”
Liang Heng asked eagerly.
Gu Zhengchen pointed to his head and smiled without saying a word.
Liang Heng knew that Gu Zhengchen had some motive in sending the play to suit his own liking. He looked down at the play and muttered, "Tell me what you want."
Gu Zhengchen said calmly: "Money."
Chen Niang looked at Gu Zhengchen and said softly: "You are a scholar. Isn't it disrespectful to talk about money so directly?"
Gu Zhengchen said bluntly: "Compared with losing my identity, I don't want to lose my family members. It's right for a gentleman to be poor and uphold integrity, but at least he should ensure that he has food to eat. If he doesn't even meet his physiological needs, he just talks about the fifth need. That's right. Aren’t you too idiotic?”
"Physiological needs, what are the fifth needs?"
Liang Heng was a little confused.
Chen Niang didn’t understand either, and Liang Fengyang shook his head, saying he had never heard of it.
Gu Zhengchen wanted to bypass the topic, but Liang Heng was a rigid person, and he must break the casserole he was looking for. The helpless Gu Zhengchen had no choice but to say: "In Ma - in my opinion, people's needs are divided into five levels, such as In the five-story tower, the bottom level is for physiological needs, that is, having food to eat and clothes to wear, and the second level is for safety.”
“How do you explain safety?”
"Well, it means that I can always have food to eat and clothes to wear."
"Oh, go ahead."
"The third level is to make friends, the fourth level is to be respected by others, and the fifth level is to honor one's ancestors."
Gu Zhengchen was worried about Liang Heng's questioning, so he directly changed self-realization to Guangzong Yaozu. This should be regarded as the ultimate goal for the Ming Dynasty scholars.
Liang Heng looked at Gu Zhengchen deeply. These five types of needs sound simple, but such a concise summary and hierarchical classification would never be possible without consideration and understanding of human nature!
"How much does the play "The Legend of White Snake" cost?"
Liang Heng gathered his thoughts and asked.
Gu Zhengchen raised his right hand and spread his five fingers.
"Five Guan?"
"That's right."
"roll!"
"Mr. Liang, can't you pay back the price?"
"Five hundred coins."
"Farewell!"
"Wait, what, consistent, is enough?"
Liang Heng looked at Gu Zhengchen who was stepping out the door and shouted quickly.
Gu Zhengchen walked out of the door, turned around, took out a volume of manuscripts from his sleeves, and said without giving in: "Liang Guan, one less article and I will make this "The Legend of the White Snake" never see the light of day. As for how Fahai will deal with the White Snake later, How to leave the incantation of 'The water overflows the golden mountain and the Leifeng Pagoda collapses', you can't see it anymore..."
Liang Heng's hands were trembling a little, he was being blackmailed by a poor scholar. But what happens to the white lady later on is really tantalizing.
"Give him the money!"
Liang Heng looked at Liang Fengyang. The corners of Liang Fengyang's mouth trembled slightly. For this little scene, he actually wanted two pieces of money, the evil-hearted Gu Zhengchen.
"I want copper coins."
Gu Zhengchen shouted, and Liang Fengyang staggered.
Not long after, Liang Fengyang threw a bulging handkerchief to Gu Zhengchen, with a gloomy look on his face. Gu Zhengchen opened it and looked at it. He wanted to count a bunch of copper coins, but he saw that Liang Fengyang and Liang Heng had dark faces. It was a bit inappropriate, so he took out the manuscript and said: "Mr. Liang, this is the middle part of the play. As for the final content, we have to wait until tomorrow."
"You kid, can't you finish writing it all and then bargain with me?"
Liang Heng almost ran away.
Gu Zhengchen chuckled, put the money in his arms, and said to Liang Heng: "Please Mr. Liang, please don't tell anyone that "The Legend of White Snake" was written by Gu."
Liang Heng took the manuscript and looked at Gu Zhengchen with some surprise: "Why, this "The Legend of White Snake" is likely to be popular all over the world, and you don't want to leave your name?"
Gu Zhengchen said with a smile: "I am going to be an official in the court, so it is not appropriate for me to wear the hat of a musician."
I am not Zhu Quan, Lao Zhu's son, nor Zhu Youdou, Lao Zhu's grandson. When others write operas, it is elegant. When a scholar writes operas, an official writes operas. It's okay to be unknown, but it's troublesome to be famous.
Liang Hengmu arranged for Liang Fengyang to send Gu Zhengchen away, and looked sideways at Chen Niang: "How is this person?"
Chen Niang shook her head, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepened: "You understand the world and know how to advance and retreat. You are not a nerd."
When Liang Fengyang returned, Liang Heng looked through the play and said seriously: "When talking about needs, Gu Zhengchen made a slip of the tongue. He probably meant to say 'In Ma' or something like that. Look it up and see if there is anything with the surname Ma." Master."
"Surnamed Ma?"
Liang Fengyang pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Father, I heard from a servant that Gu Juren was a little crazy a few days ago. He jumped into the lake and yelled something about Madagascar. Could it be this person?"
Liang Heng had a solemn look on his face, fanning the wind with the play text and said: "Perhaps Gu Juren's change is related to this mysterious Madagascar. Please pay attention to it. If you can make a good knot, don't offend it. If you can't, don't offend it. I heard that Right Prime Minister Wang Guangyang was demoted to participate in the politics of the Guangdong Province, and Hu Weiyong was solely responsible for the provincial affairs. I always feel that this day has become disturbing, and I just hope that it will not affect us ordinary people..."
