Furongchi Stage is outside Wangjing Gate to the west of Huaqing Palace, not far from Guoguozhuang, but since Xue Bai started rehearsing,
Gradually I can’t find the opportunity to spend the night at Yang Yuyao’s place. Full version 520.????
Because of the saint's grace, he was allowed to stay in the Watermelon Garden Pavilion not far from the stage. There were many people around, so in early July, Yang Yuyao had to sneak over to him and ask him, "Have you agreed on your promotion? No wonder you haven't come for a while."
Find me."
These are really two different things, Xue Bai said: "If those palace envoys hadn't been staring at me, I would have loved to come to you every day."
“I know, Yuhuan is really annoying. Why should my people rehearse plays for her? She’s still so busy.”
After complaining for a while, Yang Yuyao still became concerned about Xue Bai's future and asked again: "Can you really stay in Zhaoying County?"
"Fifty percent sure." Xue Bai said: "It's just a matter of seeking an official position. Let Da Xi and his son give it a try. If it doesn't work next time, it will only be a few months since I took office as the school secretary."
Da Xijun dares to look at Genu and deal with you behind his back?"
"Not to mention that Genu is afraid of me, but at least he is annoying me." Xue Bai said: "When it comes to things related to me, Genu will subconsciously avoid it. Da Xixun can feel it, so he should dare."
“That simple?“
“The pressure and benefits have all been given to the Minister of Civil Affairs, and it’s just a small matter to allow an eighth-rank court official to concurrently serve as a ninth-rank county captain.”
Even though it was a small matter, Yang Yuyao liked the way he planned and planned it. However, after chatting for a while, Xie Aman had already arrived and urged Xue Bai to go to the stage to wait for the imperial concubine. If the imperial concubine encountered problems with singing, she would have to ask the champion to change the lyrics temporarily.
of.
Yang Yuyao didn't have this kind of grace, she was only annoyed, so she whispered in Xue Bai's ear.
Come to me another day, I will ask Qinglan to help me, and I will definitely subdue this monster like you."
Xue Bai couldn't help but raise his head after hearing this. Yang Yuyao was satisfied with his reaction and then walked away.
After she left, Xue Bai really thought carefully about how to see her. There was an outer palace wall between Furongchi Stage and Guoguozhuang. This palace wall directly connected to the steep part of Lishan Mountain. During the day, if he wanted to
In the past, the guard would have let him go, but it was inconvenient at night.
You can't climb over the cliffs of Lishan Mountain. The area is also heavily guarded.
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When they arrived at Furong Pond, the imperial concubine had not yet arrived, but the actors nearby had all put on their makeup. Liu Hua, who was practicing singing to play Fa Hai, was holding a bowl in his hand and was practicing opera steps alone. When he saw Xue Bai, he quickly bowed and saluted.
Said: "Xue Lang is here."
Liu Hua was a very complicated person. He had a majestic figure and a majestic face. He had the aura of a general when he stood, more like Gao Lishi. But when he started singing, he could perform both vicious and precious performances.
A sense of solemnity.
Xue Bai felt confused every time he saw him, and couldn't help but ask: "I would like to ask, have you ever studied Buddhism?"
Xue Lang is really wise. I have been studying Buddhism these days in order to play a good role in the sea of Dharma."
Liu Hua came forward to apologize and smiled. His temperament changed and he completely returned to the eunuch he was before.
Xue Bai was surprised at how different he was from before and after. He admired in his heart that he was indeed good at acting and asked: "When you audition, I will see that you have Dharma appearance."
That was performed by the old slave."
“You are good at acting and singing, and you are willing to work hard. You should have a place in Liyuan.”
Liu Hua was overjoyed when he heard this, and said flatteringly: "The old slave would like to ask Xue Lang to write more horns that the old slave can sing."
On the stage, Li Guinian, Dong Tinglan and others were adjusting the music. Xue Bai didn't know what to do, so he chatted with Liu Hua for a few words.
“Are you literate and have read a book?”
Liu Hua responded: "The old slave's family was in a good situation when he was young. Later, his family fell into decline and he was sold into slavery."
“Why is there such a change?”
"Returning to Xue Lang, it's a drought. The whole version is 520.????"
“Drought? Where?“
Liu Huadao said: "The old slave is from Huaizhou, Hanoi County. Since the 10th year of Kaiyuan, he has been in spring from winter to the beginning of summer, where the wheat will show and the rain has not come." He has been in drought for many years and cannot make ends meet. In addition, my grandfather
If he dies violently, the old slave will be left alone."
Xue Bai noticed that he used a few words that were often used in official documents. A severe drought is not called a severe drought, but "the rain is not coming in time".
Huaizhou in Hanoi County is Qinyang in Henan Province. It is almost separated from Luoyang by the Yellow River, and it can be considered a place very close to Gyeonggi.
"As far as I know, since the Kaiyuan Dynasty, whenever there has been a disaster, the court's relief has been very effective?"
Then send charity warehouses to provide relief, and local charity warehouses will be very effective."
Liu Hua was slightly embarrassed and responded: "What Xue Lang said is that during the drought years in Huaizhou, the imperial court had sufficient reserves and provided relief in a timely manner. Although there were refugees and occasional riots, they were quickly quelled."
“Occasionally there are riots?“
In Xue Bai's impression, there should have been no rebellions during the prosperous period of the Tang Dynasty until the Anshi Rebellion. He was quite interested in this and asked, "Was there any?"
Liu Hua responded: "There have been several cases in Hanoi County where the scabies were only in the dozens and hundreds of thieves took advantage of the disaster to rob the government."
Xue Bai continued to ask: "Why did you rebel? Because it was not good for disaster relief?
"Liu Hua didn't expect that he would be so persistent on this topic, but how could he know why the rebels wanted to rebel? He smiled awkwardly and replied: "If you want me to tell you, they are all ambitious, arrogant and rebellious monsters. thief."
“Then what kind of people are these demon thieves?”
“They should all be people who are deceived by words and don’t know how high the sky is and how high the sky is.”
Xue Bai asked: "What does it mean?"
Continuing to talk about this topic made Liu Hua feel worried and raised his eyes. Seeing that Xue Bai's eyes were burning, he was really interested in these things, so he sighed and talked about more detailed old things.
"There was a demon thief in Lao Nu's hometown. He was still a member of Lao Nu's clan in the fifth service. Liu Dinggao, the demon thief, was fascinated by the words 'holding a golden sword and rising from the East'. In the thirteenth year of Kaiyuan, Huaizhou suffered from continuous drought. Three years ago, Liu Dinggao gathered a crowd to rebel. My grandfather refused to respond to him, so he killed my grandfather, robbed my family property, and attacked Luoyang. The 213 people who followed him were captured and executed. It will calm down."
Xue Bai asked: "Did these people follow Liu Dinggao in rebellion because they believed in their words, or because they couldn't survive the drought?"
"During the Kaiyuan period, how could it be that you couldn't survive?" Liu Hua said with a smile, "It's like an old slave who sold himself and still lived well."
The topic naturally moved to Liu Hua's personal experiences. He talked about how he ended up in Luoyang and Chang'an, how he learned to sing, how he purified himself and became a eunuch. While they were chatting, Xie Aman had already changed his clothes.
Xue Lang is hiding here and being lazy again. The imperial concubine has arrived. Please follow me to meet her quickly. "
VA
The water in Furong Pond is so clear that people want to jump into the water. Looking for a cool stage, they built it on the water, so it was named "Water Pavilion Song Stage".
On the stage, Li Guinian was playing the flute, Xue Qiongqiong was playing the guzheng, and Dong Tinglan was playing the accompaniment...to create a moving sound.
The sound of the song drifted into a separate dressing room, and Yang Yuhuan, who was sitting in front of a bronze mirror and dressing up, couldn't help but start singing.
“Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain has been cultivating herself in a cave for thousands of years.
When Xie Aman went upstairs, he heard such a moving song. He couldn't bear to interrupt, so he stood by the door and waited.
Yang Yuhuan turned around and asked: "Here?"
"Yes, Mr. Xue is waiting downstairs. Full version 520."
“Let him come up... practice hard to attain the Tao, and be transformed into a human being, ah, ah.
When Xue Bai was climbing up the stairs, he happened to hear this song. Although it only contained the word "ah", it also had gentle ups and downs and softened people's hearts.
He stopped and saw Yang Yuhuan's peerless face reflected in the bronze mirror opposite.
“Duwo Suzhen...huh? Here we come.”
Yang Yuhuan turned around and said with a smile: "I got up a little late. I've kept you waiting for a long time. Come over here and see how I look like."
The costumes worn by her and Xie Aman were both made by Xue Bai. One white and one green were completely different from the bright styles of the world. They were a bit plainer and fairy-like, but they also outlined Yang Yuhuan's figure well on the waist.
lines.
Different from Li Tengkong's slender and fragile feeling, it has more charm.
The clothes were slightly changed the day before yesterday, so today Yang Yuhuan deliberately stood up and turned around.
"Pretty?"
"Um."
“How about the headdress?“
The headdress was also designed by Xue Bai, referencing the shape in Wu opera. The stamen-shaped flower uranium was also a rarely seen costume before, making it eye-catching.
“Let me ask you, how is the headdress? Is it bad?”
Xue Bai was thinking about it and said: "The sideburns can be adjusted a little."
He raised his hand and wanted to play with Yang Yuhuan's temples, but soon realized something was wrong and stopped.
Even though they are sworn siblings, this action is really too much.
“Ahem.“
After Xue Bai stopped moving for a few breaths, Xie Aman quickly stepped forward, stood in front of him, held her breath, and let him adjust her temples.
“Is there water?“
Then a palace maid handed over a cup of water. Xue Bai dipped his fingers into some water and curled Xie Aman's hair on his temples a little.
When Yang Yuhuan saw it, his eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "It looks so good, it has the charm of a green snake."
Xie Aman felt her face was wet because she was annoyed that he had ruined her makeup. Hearing such praise, she was curious and happy at the same time.
With this little detail added, they looked at the bronze mirror and became more and more satisfied.
“I didn’t take this adopted brother in vain, what a mistake.” Yang Yuhuan looked at the mirror again and again, reluctant to let it go.
Finally, he looked at Xue Bai and said, "He is a man who understands beauty."
She is too modest to call herself "beautiful".
After that, it was just a rehearsal. Xue Bai received three salary, but every time he hid behind the curtain and quietly dozed off. Others just thought he was deep in thought.
On this day, Yang Yuhuan was caught.
“Hey Xue Bai, am I not good at singing? You fell asleep watching it.”
“Back to the noble concubine..
“Call me ‘Ajie’, a white-eyed wolf who is not well-fed.”
Yang Yuhuan was in a good mood and raised her hand to point at him, which was quite affectionate.
“I was thinking about the picturesque water scene of Furong Pond, if I added a white snake and a green snake playing barefoot in the water...
Before Xue Bai finished speaking, Yang Yuhuan hid her smile, stepped forward in two steps, lifted her embroidered shoes under her skirt, stepped on him lightly and gave him a lesson.
“Who is messing with you? Just think about it and ask for a beating.”
Having said that, she turned around and left before a group of maids could catch up with the stage. Xie Aman glared at Xue Bai not to be outdone, saying that he would not play in the water for him to see.
“The imperial concubine gave you some snacks and fruits, and arranged them carefully twice, and they will be performed in front of the emperor on the Chinese Valentine’s Day.”
ˆˆOX
Speaking of fruits, this year’s lychees have also arrived.
"Dong, dong!"
The sound of drums suddenly sounded. A halberd-bearing man stationed on the west side of Lishan Mountain stood on a big stone and looked to the west.
His name is Liu Zhan. He is tall and has a majestic face. If it were not for his rank, others would probably think that he is a lieutenant general.
At this time, as far as the eye can see, you can see the powerful and powerful people outside the Huaqing Palace, which corresponds to the Zhaoying City on the bank of the Wei River. Dust and smoke are billowing on the official road, and a team of fast horses is galloping towards it.
In the Huaqing Palace, the palace doors were opened one after another, and the palace people were busy rushing to the inner hall, extremely busy.
Liu Zhan knew that in order to please his concubine, the emperor sent someone to deliver fresh lychees from a distance of five thousand miles.
He then sneered slightly and cursed in his heart.
Liu Zhan knew that on July 7th, Hunjun would go to the Furongchi stage outside the inner palace wall to watch the play after dark...
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On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the five elements are in the wood, and they are rushing to the south of the horse. If Ren does not draw water, it will be even more difficult to be careful, and if the son does not ask, he will cause trouble.
Stationing in the Huaqing Palace, Li Longji didn't have to worry about the intrigues in the court. He was happy and at ease, singing and singing every night. He didn't get up until noon today.
There is some strange smell of sweat left on the couch. The beauty who slept with me last night has left.
He sat for a while, eating lychees peeled by Gong E with bare hands, and regained consciousness. Then he got up and let Gong E change his clothes.
“Have a banquet.”
“Sage system, have a banquet.”
There was a eunuch who quickly left the main hall with small steps and delivered the saint's message. The outer palace door slowly opened. The ministers and nobles accompanying the Huaqing Palace went to the Furong Pond stage one by one to wait for the saint to drive.
Li Longji calmly climbed onto the Imperial Qin, left the imperial palace, left the forbidden area through Yuehua Gate, and then left the inner palace through Wangjing Gate, went to the Furong Pond stage, climbed up to the flower stand, and accepted the obeisances of the ministers.
Today, Yang Yuhuan did not accompany him, but was preparing to go on stage to sing. However, the seat of the imperial concubine was still reserved for her, and the concubine next to her was not allowed to sit.
This is the deep love of a saint. It was almost dusk, but the play had to be sung after dark, so that the lights could create an atmosphere. At this time, the first performance was cockfighting. Li Longji watched it for a while, and in the spirit of having fun with the ministers, he
Come to Jia Changsheng.
Yang Zhao, who was in charge of the Taifu's treasury, had already prepared and asked someone to bring out a Yangzhou water-centered mirror. The atmosphere became lively, and officials gathered around the cockfighting ring.
Yang Zhao looked at the fighting cocks on the field and was shouting and cheering when he suddenly felt someone behind him calling him twice.
“Yang Zhongcheng.“
Yang Zhao turned around and saw Ye Fashan, the Taoist priest presiding over the Haotian Temple next to Huaqing Palace, and asked with a smile: "A real person also wants to bet?"
“Returning to what Yang Zhongcheng said, there is a severe drought in Qinzhong, Hanoi and other places, and there is no rain from March to June...
“Sir,” Yang Zhao interrupted quickly and said with a smile, “It’s okay to let me disappoint you, but don’t disappoint the saint’s elegance.”
This matter cannot be mentioned, because when the saint was in Chang'an, he prayed for rain in the Dragon Hall of Xingqing Palace, but there was no response, and now he can only wait.
Ye Fashan said: "The old Taoist saw that the Yangzhou water-centered mirror that the sage had just escorted out had a coiled dragon on the back. It was green and shining brightly in the sun, as if it were alive. If the sage uses it to pray for rain again, he will surely move the sky."
"You are just kidding..." Yang Zhao was about to retort when suddenly he had a thought in his mind and followed Ye Fashan's gaze to the sky and asked softly: "Can a real person observe the sky? Can it really rain?"
Ye Fashan stroked his beard and smiled and nodded.
Yang Zhao’s eyes lit up and he couldn’t help but ask: “Can Taoist Master help me calculate my future again?”
"Naturally." Ye Fashan asked Yang Zhao's horoscope, counted it with his fingers, thought for a long time, and murmured: "Yang Zhongcheng...should change his name."
“Why?”
“If Zhongcheng’s name is ‘Golden Sword’, he will be in great trouble sooner or later.” Ye Fashan said calmly, twisting his beard.
Yang Zhao was immediately amazed and secretly said that he had never thought of this. He could not help but regard this old Taoist as a god and planned to write a letter to the saint tomorrow to change his name.
The sky is getting darker and the night has finally fallen completely.
The lights inside and outside the Huaqing Palace were brightly lit, and even the lotus pond was lit with lanterns. The music was starting, and "The Legend of White Snake" was about to start. Behind the stage, Yang Yuhuan happily danced her sleeves. Taking advantage of the last moment before going on stage, she asked Xue Bai:
"How do I look like this?"
Xue Bai didn't want to answer her. He always said "good-looking" to evaluate her beauty, which was not very interesting.
But the backer still needs to be coaxed.
It happened that the song "It took me a thousand years to cultivate this body in the cave" started to be sung on the stage, so he answered along with the lyrics.
“It takes a thousand years for a beautiful woman to meet.”
Yang Yuhuan was stunned for a moment, and finally felt a little embarrassed when he said it. Maybe it was because he was a little nervous about going on stage.
Looking next, someone sang on the stage: "Leave Qingcheng and go to Jiangnan!"
With this sentence, Yang Yuhuan and Xie Aman appeared on the stage hand in hand, with two beautiful figures, one white and one green.
Backstage, Xu Hezi, who was dressed as a junior, was already standing next to Xue Bai. She had the least contact with Xue Bai, but she was really capable. At this time, she was still reading the lyrics of the play silently.
In terms of singing skills, Xue Bai had very little to help her, and could only pass a paper umbrella to her.
“Thank you so much, I forgot about it.”
Xu Hezi muttered something in a very low voice, took the umbrella, opened it, and stepped onto the stage. Soon, her lyrics were heard on the stage. It was completely different from the high-pitched and melodious lyrics in the past, but gentle and elegant.
“Just now, the soul is hidden and clear. When I return, the wind and rain suddenly blur me. How can I have leisure time in such a busy schedule?”
Xue Bai watched it carefully until the first part of the play was over. He glanced behind him and realized that Liu Hua, who was playing the role of Fahai, was not there, so he asked someone to ask.
“Fahai was still here just now, and it’s time to change his clothes. There’s still a whole opera to be sung before it’s his turn to take the stage.”
“It’s not too late.”
Xue Bai glanced far away and saw that there were still guards surrounding Furong Pond, and it was impossible for Liu Hua to run around.
Sure enough, Fahai came back not long after.
The opera is still going on on the stage, but it can already be seen that the response is extremely good. After all, three beauties with top-notch looks and figures, as well as top-notch singing and dancing skills are performing, and everyone is intoxicated.
Li Longji didn't mind the fact that his concubine performed on stage, but was proud of her.
He really admired Yang Yuhuan, her singing voice, dancing skills, beauty, figure, and temperament. He knew very well that she performed for the courtiers not to please anyone, but because she liked these things.
He understood all this and could tolerate it, so he never regretted snatching her from his son.
The world can never understand that his feelings for her transcend the limitations of the world, and even transcend the love between men and women, because they have seen the farther world, and because the music is so elegant that ordinary people cannot understand it.
Just looking at it like this, the third part of the play started.
The surrounding eunuchs began to change the candles in the lanterns. On the stage, Fahai, who was in a state of dignity, came on stage holding a Zen staff and opened his voice with a powerful momentum.
“Official Xu! I see that you are deeply entranced. I will try my best to persuade you not to wake up. You will see clearly when disaster strikes!”
At the same time, on the Lishan Mountains to the west, the firelight suddenly dimmed.
The guard who was looking at the Water Pavilion and the Songtai from a distance on the outer palace wall turned to look at Lishan, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly started to drink loudly.
