"Go and see what's being sung there!" Sheng Xiangxun asked his follower Sheng Jing to go over quietly.
This former book boy, now the steward of the Yongxing Marquis Mansion, hurriedly squeezed past, and then quickly came back to report: "Master Marquis, the people of Kyoto are here to entertain themselves and set up a stage!"
"Ah?!" Sheng Xiangxun listened curiously.
"Common people amuse themselves? Do common people have such leisure?! They go out to other people's inns to sing a show?! Could it be the innkeeper's tactic to attract customers?!"
"It's not just opera singing! There are also drummers, allegro players, and storytellers! And this opera singing is not really singing, it's just accompaniment with musical instruments such as the huqiner, and the people on the stage are talking in vernacular in time. !」
"Oh? It's so lively! Come on, sir and madam, go take a look!" He held Madam Zheng's hand and walked forward, saying as he walked, "It's a pity that Sister An and Sister Yuan didn't follow, otherwise we could also have a look at the Western view. Son!"
"Forget it, Sister An. I wonder, that girl Yuan is also watching the fun with her legs crossed!" Mrs. Zheng thought of her little daughter, who grew older and became more and more dandy. She was especially grateful to Emperor Jinghe for his wise edict. If there had been no imperial examination, this girl would have become a street dandy.
After muttering about their little girl, Zheng and Sheng Xiangxun squeezed into the front row with the help of their guards.
I saw a big circle drawn with lime in front of the inn. Inside the circle was a singing stage, and the onlookers consciously stood outside the circle.
At this moment, the drama on the stage has begun.
"Huh? How come this big circle is divided into two?" Sheng Xiangxun just looked a little confused and found that there were two groups of characters on the stage with almost the same description and dress, which was strange at first.
"You didn't know it right now!" A noble-dressed young man next to him said with a smile, "This is a drama that has appeared in Beijing recently! People call it opposite drama."
"An opposite scene?!"
Sheng Xiangxun has heard of this word, but its original meaning is not this.
The young master smiled and said: "Now this drama is different. The two characters on the left and right in the same scene are interpreting the development of the same story in different dynasties.
Because different dynasties and countries are different, the development of the story is also different. You will know it just by looking at it, how interesting it is! I don’t know who came up with it! "
After he finished speaking, he stopped talking and watched the show quietly and seriously.
However, Sheng Xiangxun made him talk more interestingly and started discussing with Zheng in a low voice.
It wasn't until halfway through the play that he finally figured out some tricks.
"The Sanniang selling wine that I sang today is quite interesting. She is also the only daughter of a wealthy businessman, her family is in decline, and her fiancé's family is not a good person. But in the Dachu territory, she can take over the family business with her own talents, step by step She has achieved the reputation of Queen Shang; but in front of her, despite her amazing talent, which is far superior to that of men, she still makes the rules of the world drive her crazy and throw herself into the river step by step. It is really amazing!"
"It sounds like the show has come to an end, but why does it seem like it's only halfway through?"
As soon as Zheng finished speaking, the actors on the stage changed their positions, and the two groups of actors faced each other.
The people here in Dachu Scene all chanted and sang the songs that had recently been heard from outside Beijing.
"Isn't this the song that Sister Yuan recited when she was debating with students from abroad?" Although Sheng Xiangxun was not present at the time, there were people at the emperor's office who helped recreate the scene, so he was particularly familiar with the scene at that time. ….
"It seems that this means that Da Chu girls can study for the imperial examination." Zheng felt that the style of this play was somewhat familiar.
Sheng Xiangxun resisted the urge to speak and listened to the end. He looked at the scene in Dachu where Tu Sanniang gave up business and became a scholar. She was admitted as a Jinshi at the age of forty-five. She was very proud of wearing a hairpin and riding a horse through the streets; The scene turned into a ghost. Tu Sanniang seemed to see this scene, and her emotions kept changing with surprise and surprise. In the end, she shed tears and denounced Qian Qi for his torture of the woman.
"This line is quite cruel! Look at it like this, I'm afraid you're not just scolding Qian Qi!" Sheng Xiangxun smiled, shook his head, and said, "If those students from outside Beijing heard this, they would be very angry!"
"No, this inn has sent several fainted students from outside Beijing to the hospital recently!" The young master who had explained to Sheng Xiangxun answered the question.
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ah? This inn! Sheng Xiangxun raised his head and looked at the inn plaque.
Unexpectedly, at first sight, I saw many students from outside Beijing standing in front of the upstairs window of the inn with ashen faces.
"..." Sheng Xiangxun took a breath, "Who is so shameless! Going to sing in front of an inn where students from outside Beijing gather? This is just a slap in the face!"
"Shengjing." Ms. Zheng had a guess and asked the steward to take a look around to see if there was anyone familiar. "Not just in our house, let's see if there are any of the two young masters An and Lu. "
Sheng Xiangxun heard the sound and immediately shut up.
"Madam, it's not that bad!" Sheng Xiangxun deliberately stayed away from the sharp-eared young master and whispered to Zheng, "It's not like our sister Yuan is here. She is not here, but this place is full of her handiwork. This Isn’t it like this?”
"Haha, if you have the ability, don't be weak in your tone and speak louder!" Madam Zheng looked at the excitement on the stage and was already thinking about how to talk to the little guy.
"Haha, no! No!" Sheng Xiangxun laughed out loud and broke into a cold sweat.
"Master Marquis, madam." Sheng Jing came back not long after, looking at them hesitantly.
Sheng Xiangxun: "..."
Very good, everything is self-explanatory! Sister Yuan, sister Yuan, wish yourself well!
"Let's go back!" Ms. Zheng was also afraid that if she spoke out here, someone would put her daughter in a sack.
"The next student exam will start soon." After getting away from the crowd in the inn, Zheng suddenly said this.
Sheng Xiangxun heard the sound of the string and knew what it meant: "Yes, yes, yes, the county examination is about to start."
"Since you plan to participate, you must have a good ranking. Students should study in seclusion."
"..." Sheng Xiangxun said coquettishly, "Madam, it's not like this, right?! It's said that the exam is about to take place, but it's only after the beginning of spring. If you lock up that little girl for a few months..."
He quietly looked at Zheng's face and whispered, "She's going to cry!"
"Huh! If she has no ambitions and just wants to be a noble girl and a leisurely official of the Hanlin Academy, I will naturally not care about her like this!"
Mrs. Zheng is not angry, it's just that her little girl has too many ideas and not enough magnanimity. If she were to take up an official position outside, she would be so bold and arrogant that she might not cause much trouble.
"I don't know how such a child can be so grand!" Sheng Xiangxun decided that the little girl's behavior was like a child's. "However, this behavior may not be all because of our sister Yuan. The two boys didn't do it either. Good effect!"
"You, a calf protector, are too embarrassed to say that my two husbands are the masterminds!" Mrs. Zheng turned to look at him, "You can see how naughty Sister Yuan is!"
Sheng Xiangxun: "Cough cough cough!"
Some are speechless.
I can only cough dryly as a sign of respect!
Sheng Xiangxun, who was coughing and running away, quietly wiped away the tears for his little girl.
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