The longer he lived in the Republic of China, the more Zhou Hexuan felt the charm of opera. It was not that his artistic appreciation level had improved, but that he learned from people's love for opera.
how to say?
At this moment, Li Shoumin, Shen Congwen and others were sitting in the auditorium, as if they were waiting for the concert to start. Even Zheng Zhengyin, a practitioner, was eagerly looking forward to it. The only exception might be Zhu Xiang. The angry young students expressed their feelings towards He is not interested in listening to plays. His hobbies are drinking, playing cards, and scolding the government.
Just as the play was about to begin, Zhang Xueliang and Yu Fengzhi and his wife suddenly arrived, accompanied by an adjutant and two bodyguards.
"Hexuan, congratulations, you have become the president of Peking University." Zhang Xueliang said with a smile.
"It's okay if I, the principal, don't mention it," Zhou Hexuan responded with a wry smile, then looked at the empty seat not far away and asked, "Why is Fifth Master Feng not here?"
When Zhang Xueliang heard this, the smile on his face immediately disappeared.
Yu Fengzhi explained: "Mr. Feng is seriously ill and is about to die. Lao Wu is preparing for his funeral."
"I'm going to pay a visit after the play is over," Zhou Hexuan said. He didn't have many friends in the Republic of China, and Feng Yong was a relatively strong one, and he helped a lot at critical moments.
"Alas." Zhang Xueliang sighed softly. He remembered that when he was young, Feng Delin and Zhang Zuolin were both sworn brothers and sworn enemies. When they fought, they wanted to kill each other, but they never involved their offspring and regarded each other's children as their own sons. Love and care.
Zhang Xueliang still remembers that Feng Delin was about to raise troops to attack Zhang Zuolin, and even gave him the amulet that had been close to him for many years as a wedding gift.
Although the warlords who were born as horse bandits in the Northeast have done many bad things, they are extremely loyal to their friends. The premise is that they truly treat you as a friend. As for their enemies and partners, they only follow one principle: take advantage of them. If you don't make a losing deal, the contract promises are all nonsense.
"Clang, Clang, Clang, Clang!"
The show started on the stage. A half-year-old boy came out somersaulting. It was Meng Xiaodong's younger brother Meng Keke. He turned from left to right, then turned and turned back to the center of the field without stopping, turning over more than twenty times. A somersault.
"good!"
The audience cheered loudly.
Yu Fengzhi watched attentively, but Zhang Xueliang tilted his head and whispered to Zhou Hexuan: "Who do you think the situation is more favorable to now?"
Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "Of course it is beneficial to the commander-in-chief. Fifteen provinces have jointly formed the Anguo Army, and the commander-in-chief is about to take office as the commander-in-chief. With many soldiers and generals, and eyeing the world, who can stop him?"
"Don't say anything like this in such a situation," Zhang Xueliang shook his head and said, "I really have no idea, and I can't find anyone to discuss it with, so I feel really panicked."
Zhou Hexuan said: "The Sixth Commander has so many talents, why can't he find anyone?"
"There are many people who know how to fight, but none who can see the overall situation," Zhang Xueliang said distressedly. "The old commander seems to be powerful, sitting on the coalition forces of fifteen provinces. But just like the former Qin Fu Jian, the troops under his command have different orders, and the hearts of the people are divided. If there is a real war, the generals will definitely give priority to preserving their strength, and no one can really contribute. I am afraid that there will be a battle of Feishui, and an army of millions will be destroyed in one fell swoop."
"The Sixth Commander saw things thoroughly." Zhou Hexuan was a little surprised. He found that Zhang Xueliang had clear thinking and understood the current situation.
"So what if I see it thoroughly?" Zhang Xueliang said helplessly, "The old coach has changed. Although he had a bad temper before, he still listened to advice. Now... ugh!"
Zhang Xueliang didn't finish what he said, but Zhou Hexuan knew what he wanted to say.
The Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces of the Fifteen Provinces has nominally ruled most of China. Zhang Zuolin was so complacent that his ambitions were completely inflated. His mentality was not as fearful as before, and he even began to dream of unifying China.
Just like Cao Cao in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" who had just captured Jingzhou, he didn't take Sun Quan seriously at all, thinking that he could conquer Jiangdong by sending his troops south.
Looking at the past and present, Zhang Zuolin at this time is exactly the same as Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms and Fu Jian of the former Qin Dynasty. This situation often means a big defeat.
Zhang Xueliang saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, but he couldn't persuade him or say anything, so he had to take the opportunity to talk to Zhou Hexuan.
Zhou Hexuan is not a member of the army, nor does he participate in politics. He has an insight into the current situation and is indeed a good listener.
"Hexuan, what do you think I should do?" Zhang Xueliang asked.
"How do I know?" Zhou Hexuan smiled bitterly, "My guess is that the old commander's idea is to let the warlords and revolutionary armies from all over the country consume each other, and he will benefit from standing behind. But those warlords are more shrewd than the last.
Thousand-year-old fox. When we go to war, we must be submissive and constrain each other. We must guard against our own people far better than against our enemies. There is no way to fight this battle, and it is impossible to win. People's hearts are like this, and it is difficult to change them even with the most ingenious strategies."
"What you said touched my heart." Zhang Xueliang said bitterly.
Zhou Hexuan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Since you can't change yourself, then try to change the enemy. As long as the enemy is more chaotic than us, it's hard to say the final outcome."
Zhang Xueliang had a flash of inspiration and laughed in a low voice: "Haha, why didn't I think of it? This is a very good plan."
Zhou Hexuan just said it casually to deepen Zhang Xueliang's good impression of him. He didn't care about it. Even if Zhang Xueliang didn't use the alienation plan, the southern forces would be in chaos and ruin the good revolutionary situation.
"good!"
I don't know when, Meng Xiaodong has already appeared on the stage. She is a pretty and weak woman, and she is actually singing "Dingjun Mountain" improved by Tan Xinpei.
Compared with traditional repertoire, Tan's "Dingjun Mountain" changed the handsome helmet to a scarf, and modified the figure and singing. When the play came out, it immediately caused a sensation and was even made into a movie (the first in Chinese film history).
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"This letter came by chance. God helped Huang Zhong succeed. He stood at the gate of the camp and announced the camp number, and the young men and women listened..."
Meng Xiaodong has a bright flag on her back, a long white beard hanging from her mouth, she walks like a wolf and a tiger, and she is transformed into a general. It is impossible to tell that she is a woman. It seems that she has learned a lot from Chen Xiuhua and has a thorough understanding of the Tan School's skills.
Deep, the veteran Huang Zhong is played vividly.
"good!"
Every time Meng Xiaodong finished singing a verse, the audience roared loudly, and Li Shoumin wanted to stand up and clap his hands.
Zhang Xueliang pointed to the stage and smiled: "Hexuan, I heard that this boss Meng is your confidante?"
"He is my good friend." Zhou Hexuan answered ambiguously.
Zhang Xueliang is also a die-hard theater fan. Later, when he was 93 years old, he even sang "War in Peace" by himself. His second wife, Gu Ruiyu, was also an actress. At this time, he was in a slightly better mood, calmed down and listened carefully to the play, and was amazed by Meng Xiaodong's performance.
, praised: "This girl's accomplishments are at least among the top three in China. She is really a genius in opera!"
Zhou Hexuan thought to himself: Winter Emperor, the Emperor of Xusheng in Peking Opera, how can he not be awesome?
A few years later, after Meng Xiaodong studied opera with Yu Shuyan and integrated the two schools of Tan and Yu, he would truly be the best in the country and a well-deserved emperor. No one in China can surpass her in singing Lao Sheng.
Time passed little by little, the performance ended with cheers, and the audience began to leave one after another.
Zhou Hexuan, Yu Fengzhi and others went backstage to congratulate Meng Xiaodong on his successful performance.
