"I just made a few random remarks to amuse myself and relieve my boredom——"
He didn't want to dwell on this topic. At this point, he changed the subject and asked with a smile.
"You are so busy on weekdays, how come you have time to come here to relax?"
"I was hanging out with Brother Deming, and then I happened to meet Ying'er and the others. No, as soon as I sat down, before I finished my cup of tea, I saw you coming on stage to sing "A Sorrow for Jiangnan" - to be honest, this is really inappropriate
What you can write at your age—"
Kong Yingda shook his head with emotion.
"Sure enough, a genius is a genius. We ordinary people really can't understand it - just like we can never understand why you are so young and have such superb calligraphy skills..."
Wang Zi’an:……
You may not believe it, but I am not alone.
Wang Zi'an complained silently.
He also undoubtedly defended himself.
There is no way, the excuse is Versailles, and people don’t believe it anyway.
"When I hear this song "Lai Jiangnan", it seems to be similar to the Shajiabang tune you sang last time - and it sounds like it's just a part of the aria. Is it complete? Let me appreciate it - "
After Kong Yingda finished speaking, he looked at Wang Zi'an with interest.
His biggest hobby in daily life is listening to music in the Liyuan, and he can be regarded as the Tang Dynasty version of a senior audiophile.
At this time, it can be regarded as a joy to see the hunter.
The others also looked at him curiously, especially Princess Changle, who was full of interest.
"Wang Zi'an, Wang Zi'an, tell me quickly, do you have a complete one? I hear your singing is quite interesting -"
As she spoke, she rubbed her hands excitedly.
"In a few days, it will be my mother's birthday - well, my mother's birthday. I am worried about not being able to find a suitable gift. If you sing to my satisfaction, I will dedicate you to my mother as a gift -"
Wang Zi’an:……
Auntie, what are you talking about?
Seeing Wang Zi'an looking at him dumbfounded, Changle didn't realize there was anything wrong with his wording, and was still happily counting on his fingers.
"When the time comes, if you sing well, mother - cough, mother will be happy, maybe there will be some reward. Look, I don't have to spend money, and I can still make mother happy. Isn't it a good deal?
"
Wang Zi’an:……
Ouch, girl, wake up, you are getting a good deal, but I am not getting a good deal!
Moreover, you have never thought that if I go, your grandfather, your father, your mother, including your brother, your sister, and the close ministers under your father, and even the old man Kong in front of you, I'm afraid it's not
Are you going to die on the spot?
"Cough cough - Chang, cough Chang Sun, Miss, it's inappropriate, it's inappropriate, Zian is no better than before, he is a dignified Marquis of Chang'an County, there is no reason to, ahem, go to your house to sing opera..."
"Is that so-"
Princess Changle put down her clenched hands with regret on her face and muttered in a low voice with some reluctance.
"But what's the big deal about singing? My father - my father sometimes sings and dances by himself. Why can't he..."
Kong Yingda:……
Wang Zi’an:……
Girl, thanks to your role-playing during this period, have you forgotten the personalities of those in your family?
"Not to mention, Zian, if you use this skill, you will definitely win a lot of money..."
Kong Yingda sighed with regret.
"Little friend Wang, even if you leave aside the singing just now, your lyrics are enough to amaze the whole audience. I wonder if I can appreciate some of the rest..."
Lu Deming couldn't help but ask.
Wang Zi’an:……
I really want to write it, but for the story of the Peach Blossom Fan, I only remember the outline and the aria.
"This - to be honest, I just suddenly felt something in my heart and just made this short nonsense."
As he spoke, Wang Zi'an raised his head to look at the sky at a 45-degree angle and sighed leisurely.
"In the old days, when kings gave birth to swallows in front of the hall, they flew into the homes of ordinary people. In this world, people have changed over time, and their exchanges have become ancient and modern. How can it not make people sigh?"
"In the old days, kings and queens flew into the homes of common people."
"People have their own metabolism, and the exchanges become the past and the present——"
Kong Yingda and Lu Deming chewed it repeatedly and chanted it for a long time before they couldn't help but praise it.
"Good sentence, good poem!"
Looking at Wang Zi'an standing with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the sky and chanting, Cheng Ying'er's soft eyes almost turned into ripples.
This is my future husband, the most talented man in Chang'an City that no one can match!
When Chang Le and Cheng Ying saw Kong Yingda, Lu Deming and Cheng Ying'er, their eyes shone, and they were filled with admiration.
This little scholar (disciple) seems to be very powerful.
"People say that the prince speaks well, but I still have some doubts. When I saw him today, I realized that what he said was groundless and true."
Lu Deming was filled with emotion, but since it was someone else's impromptu work, he couldn't do anything about it.
"That's such a pity - I was still thinking about whether a complete opera could be performed in my opera house. To be honest, I haven't been able to produce a well-received opera in this opera house for a long time.
——”
Seeing the regretful expression on Lu Deming's face, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but feel something in his heart and raised his head with a smile.
"Is this pear orchard yours?"
Lu Deming smiled and nodded.
"That's right. I usually just like to listen to music and watch the excitement. Since I come here more often, I just raise a group of people for my own entertainment..."
I'm just a good guy!
Old man, it’s still you.
I like to listen to music, so I opened a song and dance group. Is this kind of operation okay?
However, when he thought of Li Xiaogong, who opened several pubs and two brothels because he liked to drink and have fun, he immediately became too lazy to complain.
He gave Lu Deming a thumbs up with admiration.
"The old man is indeed an elegant man!"
"Nothing elegant or elegant, just for fun——"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although Lu Deming said modestly, he couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth, and he felt more and more pleasing to the eye when he looked at Wang Zi'an.
"Who doesn't want to be happy in life? But even this kind of happiness can be divided into high and low elegance. Although this pear garden is small and the music is vulgar, it sings about the warmth and warmth of the world, the vicissitudes of human life, and the vulgarity.
Daya—"
ah--
That’s what I thought!
Wang Zi'an's words made Lu Deming's eyes light up, and he suddenly felt a sense of confidant.
"My dear friend, these words deeply touched my heart!"
You can’t be wrong, that’s what I think!
Lu Deming took a step forward, took Wang Zi'an's hand cordially and sat down.
"We are destined to meet each other. Although my friend and I are very different in age, we met at such a late age that we feel like old friends at first sight. If you don't dislike it, from now on, please call me brother. If you have anything to do, please tell me.
Although his official position is not high, he has been around for a long time, and he is still somewhat thin in this city of Chang'an——"
Ah, this——
Another old man named Li I met also said the same thing!
Looking at the old man's gray hair, holding his hand and insisting that he call him brother, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but secretly vomit.
Then, he bowed his hand without any restraint.
"Brother——"
Seeing Wang Zi'an being so free and easy, Lu Deming couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, okay, okay, come on - let's have a drink together today -"
Upon hearing this, Wang Zi'an coughed dryly and glanced at Cheng Ying'er, who had turned into a good girl, with a shy look on her face.
"Thank you for your kindness, brother, but I have stopped drinking during this period -"
Even if we travel to the Tang Dynasty, we must not forget about eugenics and eugenics!
I also hope that my wives will give birth to some smart babies next year——
Seeing this guy talking and secretly looking at Cheng Ying'er next to him, the two old men immediately understood.
I understand, little brother, I want to leave a good impression on you, the beauty!
It’s great to be young!
He carries one with him, and he doesn't forget to hook up with the other one. Oh, no, it seems that this person is already engaged to girl Ying'er. But, in short, he is really enviable.
They didn't force it at the moment, they each picked up their wine glasses and took a sip, and then secretly gave Wang Zi'an a look that every man would understand.
Wang Zi’an:……
After they had had two drinks, the conversation started to change, and Wang Zian spoke casually.
"Although our current Liyuan is lively, the program categories are still a bit monotonous. It seems that it is the same over and over again, which is a bit boring-"
Hear the string song and know its elegant meaning.
Lu Deming raised his head with interest and looked at Wang Zi'an.
"Little brother, do you have any ideas——"
"To be honest, I have some immature ideas here..."
Wang Zi'an said, raised his tea cup and touched it with the two old men, and then said softly.
"Brothers, do you think it would be interesting if we put some stories on stage?"
When Wang Zi'an said this, several other people, including Chang Le, who couldn't take Wang Zi'an back to perform for his mother, couldn't help but become interested.
"Speak quickly, tell me quickly, how to act..."
Wang Zi'an considered his words and gave a general outline of the performance modes of later stage plays. The eyes of several people suddenly became brighter and brighter.
It sounds interesting!
In order to make up for the regret of not being able to watch movies and TV shows and enrich his entertainment life in Datang, Wang Zi'an worked hard.
Relying on my previous experience of going to the theater and watching TV, I described it paradoxically for a long time before I could barely express what I meant.
Kong Yingda and Lu Deming are both senior fans, and their eyes were already shining and they nodded repeatedly.
Chang Le, Cheng Ying'er and others also found it very novel.
"Little brother, you are really talented. You can come up with such ideas. Okay, that's great. I will arrange for special personnel to practice later. Then I will ask more little brothers to come over and give guidance..."
"This is easy to say, I must try my best——"
Wang Zi'an was also in a good mood.
In fact, he had also considered the idea of cultivating a group of people to perform for him, but firstly it was too troublesome, and secondly he could not find a suitable team. For acting and singing, it is not possible to just find someone who can act or sing.
of.
Lu Deming is very good here.
You don’t have to manage it yourself, there are ready-made team members, just a little training and rehearsal, and you can almost see it.
As for whether there is a missing business.
Is this stuff important?
I am not short of such a small amount of money.
Hit the kids on a rainy day, just play!
As he was talking, he suddenly heard thunderous cheers outside, and several people couldn't help but cast their eyes towards the stage outside.
At this time, I saw a young woman with a beautiful appearance and a tall figure outside, holding a long sword upside down and bowing in all directions.
Lu Deming couldn't help but smile and introduce to several people.
"The people outside are the sword dancers I recently invited. They are a husband and wife with an infant girl. They are both good sword dancers. Unfortunately, they are just passers-by and refuse to stay for a long time——
"
As he said this, he shook his head with regret.
While he was talking, the young woman outside had already started flying with her sword.
For a moment, the silver light on the stage flickered, moving up and down, as soft as the breeze blowing on my face, and as fast as a shooting star in the night.
The cheers came and went one after another.
This is a really talented person.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but secretly nod. With his current eyesight, he could naturally see the depth and knew that the person on the stage not only had real kung fu, but also combined the real kung fu with dance almost perfectly.
Not only is it highly ornamental, but its lethality is probably not low either.
It reminded him inexplicably of Du Fu's popular poem "Watching Gongsun's Disciples Dance with Swords and Utensils" that he had read in his previous life.
"Huo Ruyi shoots at the nine sunsets, as powerful as a group of emperors flying into the sky.
It comes like thunder to calm down its wrath, and it ends like the clear light of the river and sea.”
While Wang Zi'an sighed, his heart moved and he asked casually.
"Do you know this woman's name?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Seeing Wang Zi'an ask this, Kong Yingda and Lu Deming's eyes suddenly became strange, and several girls, including Su Feier, also looked at him in surprise.
It’s indeed a teenage romance!
But she is a married man——
Well, although that little lady is really quite pretty.
"I really didn't ask about this, but I do know about his husband's family, whose surname is Gongsun - it is said that the sword dance is a family tradition and is also a unique skill in the local area -"
Wang Zi’an:!!!!!!
The surname is Gongsun!
Of course, it’s impossible for Aunt Gongsun to be the right age, but I’m afraid she met Aunt Gongsun’s parents!
So, that infant daughter is the Gongsun who later became famous and was known as the best sword dancer in the world?
This is really worth seeing!
"I wonder, brother, if you can invite them here to talk. By the way, remember to ask them to bring the child with them -"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Cheng Ying and the little Taoist nun Su Feier almost had contempt on their heads.
Sure enough, he is a true disciple!
Not a good thing!
"Hey, little brother, don't think too much about it. I see that they have a good relationship as a couple -"
Wang Zi’an:……
No, I said, brother, what are you thinking about?
I'm just chasing a star!
Although this star, she is still a little small for the time being——
"What are you thinking about? Am I that kind of person? I'm not a thief—"
Wang Zi'an rolled his eyes angrily.
"Look at me, do I look like a man who needs a woman?"
With that said, he pulled over Cheng Ying'er, who had a strange look in his eyes.
"Look, my fiancée is so graceful and noble, unparalleled in the world——"
Then, he pointed at Su Feier, who was holding the sword and looking at him with disdain.
"My junior sister, she is extremely beautiful, a beauty in the world - none of these beauties are rare in the world. With these pearls in front of me, can I see other vulgar people? As for seducing this married woman?
?”
Cheng Ying'er instantly blushed.
Su Feier couldn't help but blush, and gave him an annoyed look.
Just say your fiancée, why do you have to drag me along!
"Ah, this - misunderstanding, misunderstanding -"
Seeing that he had made a mistake, Lu Deming couldn't help but smile awkwardly and changed the topic.
"That's easy to say, I'll ask them to come over right now -"
As he was talking, he suddenly heard a commotion outside, and a woman's heartbreaking cry could be heard faintly. The voice seemed familiar, and Wang Zi'an couldn't help but stood up suddenly——