Chapter 91: Ling Zhan Ji is a big hit. Special gift
The old man with a sad face looked ahead foolishly. He seemed to see the red again. A long sigh came to the young man's ear, "I came to see an old friend."
The tea drinkers below were confused. Didn't they come to watch a play? At this time, a large piece of red silk slowly descended from above, surrounding the stage. When the red silk fell, the grandfather and grandson disappeared, and standing on the stage was Chun Sanniang in a costume.
But today Chun Sanniang's outfit was less charming and more heroic. As soon as Chun Sanniang opened her mouth, the tea drinkers closed their eyes in enjoyment. They didn't expect that in just a few days, Chun Sanniang's singing skills had improved to a higher level.
Chun Sanniang calmed her mind and began to sing: "Pei Yanzhi walked up to the stage and looked down, the jackals, tigers and leopards were all smiling..."
As Chun Sanniang sang the lyrics, everyone seemed to have entered a world of actors, especially when Chun Sanniang sang "The iron cavalry ruthlessly trampled on my mountains and rivers", they could not help but think of the city in the south occupied by the Yanyang Kingdom, and everyone's heart was filled with anger.
When Chun Sanniang sang "Although my position is low, I dare not forget to worry about my country, even if no one knows me", all the tea drinkers in the audience were shocked.
Finally, Chun Sanniang shouted "Light the Fire" at the top of her lungs, which made everyone's eyes tear up. The figure slowly disappeared in the slowly rising red silk. When the red silk rose higher and higher, the grandfather and grandson who appeared at the beginning appeared on the stage.
"Yanzhi, can you write a play for Grandpa?"
The young man frowned and said in embarrassment, "Grandpa, I am a scholar. If I write about the plays sung by actors, I will be laughed at by the world."
The old man turned around and walked slowly back the way he came. Only the hoarse singing voice could be heard slowly coming, "Although my position is low, I dare not forget to worry about my country, even if... no one knows me."
The one act of "Ling Zhan Ji" was sung for an hour and a half, and during this time everyone was listening attentively. The tea and cakes on the table were hardly touched. Even though the shopkeeper said that Chun Sanniang would only sing one act today, no one had any intention of leaving.
In the private room on the second floor, Wang's voice became hoarse from crying. Her mouth, which usually loved to talk, was silent at this moment.
"Big girl, did you write this play?" Old Man Xu asked Xu Nian with red eyes.
Xu Nian calmed down and said with a smile: "Grandpa, I don't know how to write lyrics. I just provided a story. The lyrics were written by the young man on the stage just now."
"Yes, yes, yes," Old Man Xu praised it three times.
Although Tian was moved to tears, she still comforted Xiao Wang beside her in a gentle voice.
"Third sister-in-law, please don't get too emotional. This play is just for your enjoyment, but don't let it hurt you."
Hearing what Tian said, Xu Nian also looked over, only to see her third aunt sobbing quietly. This frightened Xu Nian, and she hurried over to persuade her.
"Aunt, this is all fake. I made it up. Don't be too sad about it, or it will be your niece's fault."
Little Wang tried to wipe away her tears in embarrassment and said softly, "I'm fine, I just feel sad for Pei Yanzhi. It seems I can't listen to this drama again before the birth."
In order to ease the depressed mood of the Xu family, Xu Nian proposed to take everyone to a restaurant to eat roasted lamb chops, and everyone readily agreed.
Jingxin Pavilion became famous because of the play "The Legend of Ling". In the following days, Jingxin Pavilion was packed with customers every day. The shopkeeper was busy dealing with the problems of who should serve first and who should serve later among the customers.
At the same time, many people were talking about this play. Some people shed tears for the righteousness of the actors, while others sneered at the identity of actors. But no matter what kind of words reached Xu Nian's ears, she just laughed it off.
Yan Xiuer often stood up for her young lady, because many people who looked down on actors also scolded the person who wrote the play.
Yanxiu knew that this story was written by his own young lady.
Xu Nian really doesn't care. She even thinks it's a good thing. Controversy will encourage more people to think, join in and discuss.
That day, Xu Nian sent a message to Wang Pingting, because Wang Pingting had been preparing for her coming-of-age ceremony and had not been out of the house recently.
The reason why Xu Nian asked Wang Pingting out was to give her a special coming-of-age gift.
"My dear sister, you finally came out for a while, and you just want to treat me to tea?"
Xu Nian smiled mysteriously, "Of course not. My sister hasn't been out lately, so has she not heard about the latest news about Jingxin Pavilion?"
Wang Pingting wondered what new things could happen in a teahouse.
Xu Nian didn't explain and took Wang Pingting to the second floor.
Wang Pingting looked around and asked in confusion, "Are you familiar with the owner here?"
"Didn't you see the plaque on the door when you came in, sister?"
"This..." Wang Pingting really didn't pay attention.
"Well, sister, I am the boss here. How about it? Surprise, right?"
"Well, you're so good. You just dragged me here to show off your teahouse. I'm going to bankrupt you today."
The two of them walked into the private room laughing and Xu Nian pulled Wang Pingting to sit down and motioned her to look at the stage.
"My sister's coming-of-age ceremony is coming up soon. That's the gift I'm sending her."
Wang Pingting looked over curiously, only to see the shopkeeper come up to the stage, bow and say with a smile: "Today Chun Sanniang brings a new play, 'Mulan Joins the Army'."
Wang Pingting turned to Xu Nian and asked, "Is the gift from my sister to me an opera?" Seeing Xu Nian nodded with a smile, Wang Pingting looked at the stage again. Although she had never liked opera since she was a child, it was a kind gesture from sister Xu after all, so she listened patiently.
Chun Sanniang on the stage was wearing armor and it was difficult to tell whether she was a male or female. As soon as she appeared, she attracted Wang Pingting's attention.
Gradually, Wang Pingting became mesmerized. The figure on the stage playing with the red spear seemed to slowly become herself. She recalled the days when she learned martial arts from her father, and like Mulan, she also pestered her father to practice hard every day.
Looking at the figure charging into the battle line on the stage, Wang Pingting felt as if she had really entered the army and entered the battlefield. She was so absorbed in watching that she did not notice the tears on her face at any time. It was not until a handkerchief appeared in front of her that she took it and wiped her face with embarrassment.
The play on the stage came to an end, and everything ended with the beautiful shadow of the girl who turned around while combing her makeup in front of the mirror.
Wang Pingting smiled brightly, "Thank you, sister. I like this special gift very much."
"As long as you like it, sister," Xu Nian said softly, "sister is a woman who is as brave as a man, and she is also full of feminine tenderness. No matter what path sister chooses in the future, she will be happy."
Wang Pingting looked at the intelligent girl in front of her and was moved. She secretly vowed that if anyone dared to bully Xu Nian in the future, she would cut the person into pieces, even the noble Fox Prince.
Luo Jinan, who was processing official documents in the study, suddenly sneezed several times, rubbed his nose, and murmured, "She must be missing him."
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