Liyuan is a "comprehensive art school" established by Li Longji. Its main responsibilities are to arrange music and write lyrics, train musical instrument players, and also train dancers.
Together with the Taichang Temple, which specializes in rituals and music, and the internal and external temples, which are used for performing songs, dances and music, it is responsible for supporting the entertainment and entertainment of the royal family and officials.
The top manager of the pear garden is called Cui Gong (or Ya Gong).
This position has always been held by Li Longji himself, equivalent to the principal (or dean), and has never been replaced.
Below Cui Gong, there are two sets of people: the editor and Le Yingjiang (also known as Kuiling).
Editor, as the name suggests, is responsible for arranging and composing music. There are not many fixed staff under his command, but Li Longji often uses his power to let Hanlin bachelors or famous literati edit programs, such as He Zhizhang, Wang Wei and others.
Li Longji, Lei Haiqing, Gongsun Auntie and others have all held the position of Leying General. The person who currently holds this position is Lei Haiqing. Li Longji has long become the hands-off shopkeeper.
They are the leaders responsible for specific performance matters, which means that after Li Longji gives an explanation, the music camp will organize and arrange the performance activities.
At this time, the table had been set up in the Liyuan Forbidden Garden. The table for guests to eat was located at a high place, while the stage was located at a low place. The form was very similar to the theater in Fang Chongyong's previous life, but the scale was much smaller.
I have to say that although Li Longji is not very interested in running the country, he is indeed someone who understands art and is good at playing. Just looking at the venue layout of this banquet, you can tell that people who don’t often watch performances and organize performances would never think of this.
One crop.
Although the banquet venue was very large, Fang Chongyong could immediately see Lao Zheng, who was wearing Tang brocade and was bragging to his colleagues around him, looking high-spirited.
The Tang Dynasty was a transitional period between China's "separated meal system" and "combined meal system". Therefore, at large banquets, several people often sat on different high stools and shared a table to eat.
Meals do not interfere with each other, and can be regarded as a "sitting together and sharing meals."
"Come on, let me introduce you. This is Wei Jingzhao (Wei Jian). Why don't you be polite?"
Zheng Shuqing invited Fang Chongyong to come over and sit down, and introduced the official wearing a purple robe with a round collar next to him: "Fang Chongyong, the only son of Fang Jieshuai, is a prodigy in Chang'an."
Wei Jian smiled awkwardly and saluted Fang Chongyong with his hands crossed, not knowing what to say to this half-grown child.
Fang Youde still needs to be given some face, but more is not necessary.
Unlike Zheng Shuqing, Wei Jian now has two identities.
One is Li Linfu's core party members. Because he married Jiang Jiao's daughter, and Jiang Jiao was Li Linfu's uncle, the two could be considered relatives. Li Linfu was very kind to Wei Jian and helped him become Jing Zhaoyin.
But Wei Jian also has another identity, his sister is Li Heng's princess!
Li Heng is not the prince yet, so the relationship with Li Linfu has not deteriorated yet. Therefore, Wei Jian's path of sitting on the fence can continue for the time being.
But Wei Jian, the prophet of the Spring River Plumbing Duck, has already felt the subtle changes in interpersonal relationships caused by the drastic changes in the political situation, as well as the subtle changes in Li Linfu's attitude towards him.
No one thought that the much-anticipated King Shou would not only lose his throne forever because of the death of his mother, Concubine Wu Hui, but that Concubine Wu Hui would also be snatched away by Li Longji!
Now that the Clay Bodhisattva is crossing the river, he cannot save himself!
In addition, Zhang Jiuling was dismissed as prime minister, Zhang Shougui entered the court, and there was a major change among central ministers, so Wei Jian had to be cautious in his words and deeds.
He can't be as free and easy as Lao Zheng.
"Why are you wearing Tang brocade!"
Fang Chongyong pulled Zheng Shuqing aside and complained in a low voice.
"Why? Of course it's to bring about the trend of wearing Tang brocade. You don't understand these official rules."
Zheng Shuqing waved his hand and said disapprovingly.
What else should he do? As the official supervising the Tang Jin Dynasty, taking the lead in wearing this is the "hidden rule" of this era.
Everyone will accept it if you wear it, but it will arouse suspicion if you don't wear it.
You don't even wear the fabrics you personally supervised, but you still dare to offer them to saints. What's your intention?
The basic logic is obvious.
Wearing robes made of Tang brocade at banquets may set off a trend of wearing Tang brocade in the aristocratic circle, thereby affecting the taste of the empire's top brass.
Zheng Shuqing felt that there was no need to explain this kind of thing to a half-year-old child like Fang Chongyong in detail, especially on such an occasion. Otherwise, Zheng Shuqing would not have sent someone to deliver a robe for Fang Chongyong to wear to the banquet today.
On the spot.
"There is something fatal."
Seeing Zheng Shuqing picking up a piece of steamed "Yuanjiali" and about to put it into his mouth, Fang Chongyong came over and said in a low voice: "In addition to a few of Gongsun's apprentices, there are three people wearing this kind of clothes made of Tang brocade.
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Fang Chongyong continued with a sad look on his face: "Shilang Zheng, yourself, me, and...the former Princess Shou."
Bah!
The chopsticks in Zheng Shuqing's hand fell on the table! The half-bitten pear that had not yet been eaten fell to the ground. After subconsciously swallowing what was in his mouth, he asked incoherently: "That, that, that... this, will it be okay?"
meeting……"
"meeting."
Fang Chongyong nodded and said.
Yang Yuhuan can wear it, why can't Li Longji wear Tang brocade at this banquet? The reason is very simple, this is the same reason as Zheng Shuqing wears Tang brocade.
If the trend becomes popular, then Li Longji will wear it after the banquet. Anyway, someone will help him survive the thunder; if this kind of fabric is complained about as vulgar and vulgar at the banquet, then it is Zheng Shuqing who is embarrassed, not him, the emperor.
Since he is a saint from Chang'an, he naturally puts face first.
No matter how ugly he is, he cannot be ugly to himself.
"Why does she have such clothes?"
Zheng Shuqing calmed down and asked in confusion.
"Because the saint is the greatest person in the Tang Dynasty. Why does Zheng Shilang think he can cover the sky with one hand?"
Fang Chongyong looked at Zheng Shuqing as if he were a fool and asked.
If we follow the official process, the clothes will definitely not be in Yang Yuhuan's hands now.
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"Act 1! Joining the Army Scene!"
A Liyuan boy held up a sign to announce the curtain at the performance venue.
"Are you still in the mood to watch the show? If we don't think of a way, we will all be in bad luck today!"
Zheng Shuqing was blowing his beard and staring at him, almost crying with anxiety.
Isn't it ridiculous that you don't give Yang Yuhuan good clothes to wear, but you put them on yourself first?
She doesn’t have to wear it, but you can’t not give it to her!
If Yang Yuhuan didn't wear Tang brocade, Zheng Shuqing could still fool him, because Li Longji couldn't imagine whether Yang Yuhuan looked good in Tang brocade, so he wouldn't pursue the matter.
But the current situation is that Li Longji already knows that Yang Yuhuan looks beautiful in a robe made of this kind of fabric, so Zheng Shuqing's "bad intentions" are clearly exposed.
"Master Zheng, when Princess Huishou comes out to dance with her, and the saint sees that we are wearing the same clothes as her, will he think that you are the emperor, she is the noble concubine, and I am the young prince?"
Fang Chongyong whispered teasingly in Zheng Shuqing's ear.
"Yes! So why can you be so calm?"
Zheng Shuqing lamented, obviously he had thought of this.
"Don't worry and watch the show. I'll make sure you're fine later. If something happens, I'll pay for it with your head."
Fang Chongyong said calmly.
"Sure?"
In view of Fang Chongyong's miraculous performance in the past, Zheng Shuqing also calmed down.
"Of course I'm sure. Have I ever tricked you? As long as you have a thicker skin, you'll be fine."
Fang Zhongyong laughed and said that he found that many dishes on the table had unique shapes that he didn't recognize. Some were rough and bold, while others were delicate and delicate.
It seems that there is also a "Jade Buddha Guanyin" that is not for eating, but simply placed for decoration to increase the "ceremonial sense" of the banquet.
Only a few Ju Sheng Nu and others have seen these dishes, let alone eaten them.
Riding a horse, Li Longji is really extravagant.
Fang Chongyong complained secretly in his heart, but this did not prevent him from eating and drinking here.
As a member of the "ruling class", this identity is not something he can get rid of if he wants to.
"Do I need to be thick-skinned? I don't want to be a madman like Mi Heng."
Zheng Shuqing said with a vigilant look.
"Don't worry, let's go to the theater. By the way, what was announced just now was about joining the army. What is this?"
Fang Chongyong grabbed a stick of "Jushengnu" on the table and started eating it, watching the show while eating and asked.
"Later Zhao Shile, because an official who joined the army was corrupt, he ordered an artist to pretend to be a soldier, and another artist to make fun of him, so there was the so-called "Join the Army" play.
The person being teased is called "Joining the Army", and the person teasing him is called "Cang Falcon". The two characters engage in funny conversations and performances, hence the name of "Joining the Army" play.
Anyway, don’t ask so many questions, this show is not interesting, just watch it for fun.”
Zheng Shuqing waved his hands disapprovingly and said. He briefly explained what joining the army drama is.
What is "funny"?
Sima Qian's "Comic Biographies" for comic artists in "Historical Records" has an explanation.
Among them, comedians are called "actors". These people make it their mission to amuse the kings and relieve their boredom. They are just the playthings of the rulers and did not become popular among the people.
Watching the performance on the stage, Fang Chongyong felt a bit like a sketch from his previous life, coupled with ups and downs of music.
It's a bit interesting, but that's it.
Fang Chongyong nodded slightly, looking at it with gusto.
"Act 2, the ballad girl!"
After the drama about joining the army was over, the announcer came out again, held up a sign, and shouted loudly.
"There was a man named Su in the Northern Qi Dynasty who was not an official but called himself a doctor. He was addicted to drinking and would beat his wife every time he got drunk.
The wife felt sad and complained to the neighbors, but others made fun of her.
The husband wore a woman's clothing, Xu stepped into the scene to sing songs, every stack, the others were in unison, 'stepping on the ballad and coming!
"Yao"; it is used to express injustice, so it is said to be bitter. When the husband arrives, he will act like a fight, thinking it is amusement."
The announcer did not move away, but stepped aside and began to "narrate".
Fang Chongyong looked confused and turned around and asked Zheng Shuqing: "What are you doing?"
"Tell the audience what is being performed."
Zheng Shuqing was puzzled by the question.
"It would be nice to just watch a show, why are we talking about this?"
"If we don't talk about this, who knows what the opera is doing?"
Zheng Shuqing looked at Fang Chongyong's confusion and asked, "This prodigy Fang is smart, but he is always stupid on some common sense issues."
After a while, the Tang Dynasty version of "Farewell My Concubine", "Fairy Dance" with the participation of many young dancers, etc. were performed.
Not only are there these dance operas, there are also acrobatics performed at tricky angles.
Fang Chongyong saw a thin boy standing on a horizontal wheel, and someone was spinning the wheel next to him.
The boy could actually perform all kinds of incredibly difficult movements on the rotating wheel, and he could also play the flute at the same time!
Previously, all the musicians were behind a half-circled screen, and the outlines of the musicians could only be seen through the semi-transparent silk on the screen. Now, this was the first time that Fang Chongyong saw someone playing the flute in public.
What a unique skill!
Fang Chongyong couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Three hundred and sixty lines, and he will be the number one scholar. This skill of playing the flute and doing acrobatics will probably not be able to reach the level of elegance without ten years of practice.
"I didn't see Yang Yuhuan coming out."
Zheng Shuqing handed the "program list" to Fang Chongyong with a weird look on his face. This seemed like a lively banquet performance, but it actually hid a murderous intention.
People who are not vigilant will be killed for an inconspicuous reason when they go home after the banquet, and they may even die without knowing what the problem is.
"The next program is the song of colorful feathers, which is also the finale."
Fang Chongyong said softly.
Li Longji's seat is in the main seat in the north, which is quite far away. He can only see the general appearance, but not the expression on the other person's face.
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"The last scene, the song of colorful feathers!"
The "announcer" shouted and then left in a hurry.
The venue, which had been buzzing with murmurs, suddenly fell silent. A young woman wearing a graceful and luxurious Tang brocade robe, dancing gracefully on the stage, immediately attracted everyone's attention!
It's her! She must be Yang Yuhuan!
Fang Chongyong had an extremely strong premonition in his heart, and he didn't need anyone to introduce her at all. He just took one look and knew that this woman couldn't be anyone else.
Soon, the solo dance turned into a group dance. Four dancers wearing slightly darker colors but the same style of clothing began to dance around Yang Yuhuan. Fang Chongyong could tell that one of them was Li Twelve Niang, Gongsun's apprentice!
Yang Yuhuan's outfit is probably not Li Longji's whim to play dress-up, but it is very possible that Yang Yuhuan accidentally saw Li Twelve Niang and others rehearsing in the opera house, so he hatched a plan and deliberately made one for himself.
Put on Tang Jin's clothes, and then show your favor in front of Li Longji!
This woman is not as simple as she imagined. She is also very adaptable to the change in her identity and is very calm and leisurely.
At this time, Gao Lishi called on the eunuchs in the palace to distribute pens, inks and other items to the guests.
What Li Longji wants to express is very clear: This is my woman, you all should praise her quickly to flatter her!
Whoever takes the best photo will be rewarded heavily!
"Shilang Zheng, please start your performance."
Fang Chongyong handed the pen and paper sent by the eunuch to Zheng Shuqing and said.
"Perform what?"
Zheng Shuqing hasn't come back to his senses yet, and now his mind is full of beauties with weak bones and strong muscles.
"Perform your flattery skills. If you do well, this matter will be solved."
Fang Chongyong said meaningfully.
"Who to shoot?"
"Yang Yuhuan."
"How to shoot?"
Zheng Shuqing was stunned. He couldn't write poems to flatter women! What's more, he couldn't flatter a woman!
"The clouds are like the clothes, the flowers are like the face, the spring breeze is blowing the curtains and the dew is thick. What do you think?"
Fang Chongyong wrote these two lines of poetry on paper and asked.
"Absolutely awesome!"
Zheng Shuqing looked at the other party in shock.
"Since you know, why don't you hurry up?"
Fang Chongyong pointed in the direction of Li Longji's seat and winked.