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Chapter 364 The Peony Pavilion

Lu Bai left in front.

Gu Qinghuan nodded to Mo Shenghan and apologized to Shen Cha who was following him.

She smiled bitterly, "As I said before, this child is too willful. I will hold a banquet to apologize another day."

She bowed and left with Mrs. Gu.

Regarding their departure, Shen Cha just nodded blankly.

They were completely shocked.

Not only them, but the two guests from the Liyuan and the common people in the audience who came to watch the show were dumbfounded and fell into silence after seeing this good show. Although they came to see the show, they did not expect to see such a good show. ah.

On the stage, the troupe who sang the finale couldn't sing anymore.

They anxiously watched what happened on the boat, and were more anxious than anyone else. When they started, they were afraid that the guests would not be able to see their performance, or if they stopped watching, they would think they were not good enough and would not choose them.

The fight was over now. Seeing that Wang Changkang had suffered a loss, they hoped that they would not get angry and sit down quietly to watch their performance. After all, this performance was related to whether they could enter the opera garden and whether the troupe could make money.

To be honest, the reason why their troupe is the finale is because all the actors in their troupe have sung at the Mojiatang Club two or three times. Many of their faults have been corrected under the guest's comments, and they are just waiting for this year's trembling performance. Already.

They looked at the opera people on the boat, waiting for their answer.

The boat on the building could not recover for a long time.

They were surprised by Lu Bai's boldness, and at the same time they were surprised by Lu Bai's power.

Mo Shenghan glanced at Mo Wenquan, his eyes full of horror. Wang Changkang and two guest officials were no match for Lu Bai! How high must Lu Bai's level be!

Mo Shenghan used to be very proud that he had a genius son, Mo Wenchi.

He became obsessed with acting and showed his talent for spiritual practice at a young age. After entering the opera house, he was accepted as a disciple by the master and became Wang Changkang's junior disciple.

But now it seems——

In front of Lu Bai, Mo Shenghan didn't even think that his son was a genius.

Once this person comes out, I'm afraid no one will dare to admit that he is a genius anymore.

"Sooner or later, I'm going to kill him!" Wang Changkang, who was covering his cheeks and finally regaining consciousness, kept saying harsh words for the sake of the little face he had left.

The two guests left him alone.

Ming Keqing frowned and said, "You've almost got it. You saw his level just now. Even if we work together, we are no match for him!"

Another guest said unceremoniously: "It's all because of your petty tricks that you caused such trouble and discredited Liyuan!"

They were doing this as an afterthought.

As guest ministers, they had a high status in the sect. When Wang Changkang made small moves, they could have stopped him, but for the sake of the leader, they turned a blind eye to his proud disciple. As for the bitter fruit.

"I——" Wang Changkang felt aggrieved for a moment, he was the one who got beaten, "Is he really that powerful?"

Wang Changkang didn't believe it.

He actually didn't take much action just now, and he had no use for any mana at all.

His magic is mainly for people in the play, which is to draw people into the play, and then defeat the enemy in the illusion of the play.

It's a pity that Lu Bai started to use it too quickly and didn't give him a chance to cast it - it was too long to cast the spell, which was also a troublesome thing.

"Nonsense! If you stand up to the two of us, how powerful are you?" Ming Ke Qing glanced at him and saw that his face was as swollen as a pig's head, so he softened his tone and said, "His realm is at least perfect in the Dongxuan Realm. You can't deal with it. , I advise you not to have any wrong thoughts."

Ming Keqing knew that Wang Changkang was from the capital, and his family was considered a small aristocratic family with some connections, so he was afraid that he would have other thoughts, so he kindly reminded him.

"Dong Xuan Realm is complete!" Wang Changkang was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue.

This level has surpassed that of his master, the head of the Liyuan.

Because the guests, elders, ancestors and others are addicted to cultivation, the people who become the leaders are usually the third or fourth generation disciples of the Liyuan. Even so, as the first generation leader, their realm is enough to guard one side. .

He never imagined that Lu Bai's realm would be higher than that of his master.

Of course, it's also possible that he was just paying attention to getting slapped, and didn't see the two guests being crushed in his hands.

"The Dongxuan Realm is complete!"

After hearing what Ke Qing said, the Mo family father and son were secretly surprised, and Shen Cha couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

this--

This is too evil!

After being surprised, Wang Changkang looked at the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait who were looking at him, but he still couldn't swallow his words, "Then, let's just let him go like this? You two guests, if he slaps me in the face, it is equivalent to hitting our Liyuan people." Face."

He didn't need to guess, and he knew that as soon as this happened today, tomorrow the city would be full of turmoil, with the story of Lu Bai hitting Wang Changkang in the face in public, defeating them and escaping unharmed when being besieged by two guests.

After a month, it will spread throughout the Southern Dynasties.

Half a year later, the Northern Dynasties probably also knew about it.

"Huh, of course I won't let him go so easily." Ming Keqing looked angry.

As one of the eight major sects, their Liyuan has a great reputation. Many people yearn for it, flock to it, and respect it. They have lost face today. If they don't get it back, how will others talk about their Liyuan in the future?

Especially the disciples in their troupe are all actors.

The status of an actor is not high and is considered a despicable profession. This makes Liyuan quarrel with other sects, and other sects often use this to mock them, leaving Liyuan's disciples speechless.

This is a scar in Liyuan. In order to cover this scar, Liyuan is very concerned about face, even more so than other sects.

Now that they have been slapped in the face by Lu Bai and become clowns, if they don't get this face back, other sects will ridicule them in the future, wouldn't it be another point that they can't argue with?

Therefore, this face must be regained.

"I will go to Xin Liyuan immediately and let the headmaster and elders decide how to deal with the person named Lu!" Ming Keqing said coldly.

Now that Lu Bai has reached this level, only the sect can take action on this matter.

Mo Shenghan was very conscious. He walked up and said, "This man named Lu is messing around in the officialdom. Do you want us to put some pressure on him in the court?"

"Nonsense, definitely!" Wang Changkang affirmed.

He now wished that Lu Bai would choke on his food, choke on his teeth when drinking water, stumble when walking, and never be able to fire after doing bad things.

"No need!" Ming Ke Qing stopped him.

Ming Ke Qing knows the relationship between the Mo family and Gu Qing Huandao.

As a guest who often comes to the Mo family hall to accept disciples, the famous guest has received a lot of benefits from the Mo family. Now that the situation has become like this, he doesn't want the Mo family and Gu Qinghuan to completely turn against each other.

Of course, this is one reason.

Another aspect is that Lu Bai is a mad dog.

Just because "The Whip", which was a bad song in the Southern Dynasties, this guy dared to offend Liyuan and hit Liyuan's face with his own hands. This shows that this guy doesn't play according to the routine and bites people randomly.

Before Liyuan makes a decision, it is better not to provoke him, lest the dog pounces on them again and slaps them in the face.

Mo Shenghan breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, okay, then let's——"

He pointed at the troupe waiting to sing on the stage, "Do you want them to continue singing?"

"Forget it." Ming Ke Qing waved his hand.

Wang Changkang was slapped in the face in public, and now he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. Now he had no intention of continuing to listen to the show, so the rest of them gave up their thoughts.

Anyway, Liyuan has a lot of talents, not least of which are these.

"Let's continue tomorrow, these two troupes today -" Ming Ke Qing waved his hand, everything was silent.

They have no chance to perform today, and since it is the last day tomorrow, there will be better troupes to sing, and the schedule is full, so there will be no chance for them. This gesture means that they have no chance.

Sometimes whether you can enter the opera garden or not, and whether you can practice cultivation depends on your luck. The troupe in this finale and the big ones in the back are obviously not very lucky. If you want to blame them, you can only blame Lu Bai for causing this.

Mo Shenghan nodded, indicating that he understood.

He asked people to lead Wang Changkang and other people from the Liyuan down to another courtyard to have a good rest.

As for these two troupes——

Mo Shenghan gestured to them, indicating that they should continue.

Although we can no longer enter the opera garden, the play must have a beginning and an end. After all, the people in the audience are still waiting to hear it.

The troupe on the stage was stunned when they saw Mo Shenghan's gesture of continuing to sing.

Everyone in the opera garden has left, so what's the point of them singing again?

It can be said that their energy and energy have been exhausted, and they are now doubtful whether they can remember the lyrics, let alone sing them.

Mo Shenghan frowned, waved his hand, and called his men to urge the troupe leader.

This opera house has been slapped in the face. If this meeting ends without any problem, people will laugh at it even more.

The class leader came up helplessly and urged everyone to finish singing quickly.

The actors were helpless. In their desolate thoughts, they didn't even know what they were singing. They sang without leaving their souls, and left without leaving their souls.

The troupe in the back with the big axis is slightly better.

The class leader agreed to let them sing this opera conscientiously, and at worst, they will come back next year. He also asked them to regard this opera as a test. If they survive today, it will be a sublimation in the future——

Of course these are words of comfort.

After sending these actors onto the stage, the troupe leader took the troupe leader of the last opera troupe in front to have a drink.

"A quarter of an hour on stage, ten years of hard work off stage." The troupe leader at the finale took a gulp of bitter wine, "I, the children, have missed several opportunities. Today is the best opportunity. We finally relied on our ability to win it."

The opportunity to have the finale on the final day came, but who would have expected - now it’s all gone!”

The leader of the big axis accompanied him, "No, there are still a few characters in my troupe. They were all hired from other troupes with a lot of money. They are just waiting for today's trembling.

Money is enough, but who would have thought——"

"Why!"

They sighed together and took a swig of wine.

"Are you two the troupe who performed the finale and the main show just now?" Suddenly, a woman stood in front of them.

She is very beautiful, with delicate features and delicate features, and she shines brightly under the candlelight.

"Yes, we two are." The troupe leader in the finale responded, exhaling a breath of wine.

He was not drunk, but he looked a little drunk because he was so drunk.

Yun Niang looked at them condescendingly, "You two opera troupes, my adults will pack them up and ask for them together."

"What!" The two class leaders looked up at her.

Yun Niang said again, "From now on, your troupe will be under the name of our Lord."

The two troupe leaders shook their heads, "No, that won't work. There are many good talents in our troupe. They want to-"

Want to enter the pear garden to practice.

If it was just for singing, it wouldn't be their fault. Even if their troupe could not attract the whole city's attention in the capital, it would still be famous and there would be no shortage of money.

Yun Niang smiled and said, "My master has a notebook in his hand, which is just right for practicing."

"What?" The two class leaders looked at her with disbelief on their faces.

I really think this playbook that can be used for spiritual practice is easy to write. It is difficult to publish one in a hundred years, and every copy is collected in the Liyuan.

Yun Niang smiled, "My lord is Lu Bai——"

The two class leaders froze.

"You don't have to believe it. Anyway, I gave you the opportunity. As for whether you can seize it, it depends on you." Yun Niang took out an invitation from her sleeve, "If you want to seize this opportunity, come to the wine shop tomorrow."

Visit the hut."

She put the invitation on the table, "Don't wait until it's late."

Then, she left, leaving the two class leaders looking at the post in trance.

This is not just a post. If they accept this post, it means that they are no longer connected to Liyuan - they don't think their relationship will get better after Lu Bai slapped a Liyuan disciple in front of everyone today.

To go or not to go, that is not the question at all.

But the leader of the finale troupe hesitated...

The next day, it was dawn.

Lu Bai had a good sleep, turned over happily, and touched the side——

The bed was cold and there was no warmth at all.

Lu Bai sat up in an instant, and then saw Lu Qinghuan sitting at the table, with an oil lamp lit on the table. It was dawn now, the oil lamp was still on, and Lu Qinghuan lowered his head, looking at the opera "The Peony Pavilion" with relish.

》.

This panel is quite interesting.

Although "The Peony Pavilion" has long been imprinted in Lu Bai's mind as a method of spiritual practice, if it is to be taught to others, even if the method of practice is not mentioned, the text content of the play must be included.

Lu Bai also planned to write it silently.

After checking the exercises later, I discovered that there was a text redemption button next to the exercises. Although it could only be redeemed for one play, it was enough. Lu Bai could just have someone copy it in the future.

Anyway, there is only a play without any task setting or practice method. If this play is spread, others will not be able to practice it.

As soon as the playbook came out, Gu Qinghuan became its reader.

She took a look at it while eating, and immediately fell in love with it.

This play script is so well written that it can be said to be the best play script that Gu Qinghuan has seen so far.

Not only is the story good, the writing is even better.

"It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the place, but they are all abandoned by the ruined wells and ruined buildings. Who can enjoy the beautiful scenery in such a good time?" Gu Qinghuan sighed softly.

"I wrote it well." Lu Bai sat down shamelessly, startling Gu Qinghuan.

She rolled her eyes at Lu Bai and said, "Now I know where you copied this sentence from, and it was the Peony Pavilion that I dared to copy."

"What?" Lu Bai was stunned, "Who copied it?"

Gu Qinghuan stood up and stretched, his flat and tight belly exposed, shining with white light——

"You recited this sentence when we were in Ankang City." Lu Bai forgot, but Gu Qinghuan remembered.

At the banquet of Mr. Shi Qi in Ankang City, Lu Bai once read this sentence while giving instructions on Mr. Shi Qi's adaptation of "The Divine Whip".

"I know how many pounds you have." Gu Qing laughed at him.

If she only had this sentence, she could still think that Lu Bai had a sudden inspiration and came up with such an eternal famous sentence.

But now that "The Peony Pavilion" was released, she immediately knew that Lu Bai had copied it.

He has no ability to write "The Peony Pavilion" at all.


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