Chapter Seventy-Four: That's it

Hearing Yue Hanwen's question, Gu Nanqiao was completely stunned.

She even has the illusion that she suddenly fell into a different dimension and did not belong to the same time and space as everyone, why did she suddenly change her conversation, and now her chat style has changed abruptly, and she can't keep up with the rhythm.

Gu Nanqiao said that she didn't sleepwalk or miss any important links, but now it is obvious that the other three are insiders, only she is blind in both eyes, she can't understand a word, and she can't interject at all.

What is this jade pendant, and who is Sun Muying?

Seeing Gu Nanqiao's inexplicability, Su Yiyang handed her a slightly calming look, and silently gave her a little relief, that look seemed to tell her, it's okay, there is a brother, you just wait and see.

Then, he looked at Yue Hanwen and replied lightly: "Sun Muying is my grandfather." ”

"So, you kid is learning to drum?" Yue Hanwen lifted his eyelids, and finally glanced at Su Yiyang, as if he wanted to look at him carefully, "What kind of troupe are you playing in, have you become famous, have you lost your Sun family?"

"My mother didn't learn to play the drums, but changed her career to sing Tsing Yi, and now I don't work in the theater troupe, but I am doing performance market development. Su Yiyang said, raising his chin and pointing in Gu Nanqiao's direction, "The plan in the short term is to work with Xiao Nanqiao to spread out the spring garden." ”

Yue Xihe smacked Su Yiyang's words, and couldn't help frowning: "So, the Sun family drum inheritance is also broken?"

"Huh...... changed careers, isn't it broken inheritance. Yue Hanwen laughed mockingly, and took over the conversation, "It's okay to change careers, get out early, and fall into a clean ...... early."

Yue Xihe looked at Su Yiyang, and only after a while did he retract his gaze and sighed: "It's a pity after all." ”

"I think there's nothing to be sorry for," Su Yiyang chuckled lightly and said casually, "The inheritance of the Sun family drum is broken, but the inheritance of Peking Opera is not broken, it's just a different form." ”

"Changed the form?" Yue Xihe's crutches buckled on the ground, "What do you mean by that?"

Regarding the attitude of the Yue brothers, Su Yiyang did not have any surprises, or when he took out the Sun family ink jade, he had already predicted the reaction of the Yue family brothers, everything was in his plan.

Then he raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth unhurriedly: "No matter how good the pan drum skills are, it is nothing more than just beating the bandrum, and nothing more can be done." This is the case with the Sunjia drum in the south of the Yangtze River, and the same is true with the Jinghu and Jingerhu of your Beiping Yue family...... The pianist is the anchor of the band, and the drummer is the conductor of the band, but what is the point when the band doesn't exist?"

"You kid lost his old job and turned around to make a living, which makes sense?"

Yue Hanwen put aside the empty wine glass on the dining table, went to the cabinet next to him without hurrying, took out the coarse porcelain tea set, and boiled another pot of boiling water. After knowing Su Yiyang's true identity, Yue Hanwen was finally willing to look at his junior with a straight face, but what he said was still as impulsive and unpleasant as ever.

"But do you have a reason, and it's not my turn to educate you with Xihe, we are not your grandchildren, and we can't explain your mental journey to us - to put it mildly, even if the inheritance is broken in your hands, it means that you are sorry for the Sun family, even if you explain it, you should kneel in the ancestral ancestral hall of your old Sun family and tell them to listen, and take care of me and Xihe Bird?"

In this regard, Su Yiyang did not show any displeasure, just bent those smiling eyes and quipped: "Uncle Yue, if you really don't care, will you keep me for tea now?"

was suddenly broken, Yue Hanwen's hand pinching the tea leaves paused slightly, and stopped in mid-air with some embarrassment.

Then he picked up the lid of the pot, threw the tea into it irritably, and said in a rough voice: "I just feel sorry for you, out of ancestral affection, take care of you a few more words...... As for the others, I don't bother to bother with the things that don't get in my way. ”

"The best dragon well, for hospitality?"

Su Yiyang chuckled, and said that he didn't know what he meant, but he directly commanded the army, "In the boundary of Songjia Village, you can't buy such good tea, if Xiao Nanqiao and I don't drink this pot of tea, Uncle Yue doesn't think it's a waste?"

"Hey, will I really keep you?" Yue Hanwen leaned lazily on the back of the chair, sneered and turned back, "The plants and trees in my small courtyard are more expensive than those in the side, and I pick up herbal tea to pour it, so it's in your way?"

Seeing that the old and young were stunned, and the atmosphere that had just eased was on the verge of collapse again, Yue Xihe laughed helplessly, put four teacups out, and placed them in front of everyone present.

"Okay, brother, drink this tea for one less meal, don't be violent. After doing this, Yue Xihe played a round game, and the conversation turned to the point, "Children of the Sun family, what do you mean by talking about the continuous inheritance of Peking Opera?"

Su Yiyang nodded noncommittally and opened his mouth lightly.

"The Peking Opera Band is only part of the performance, but it can't completely break away from the performance. Just like Uncle Yue, you, as the head of the Yue family in Beiping, your skills are enough to turn things around, but in the final analysis, you can only save one troupe, can you do more? Obviously not, otherwise the old troupe would not have been disbanded. ”

"Oh, boy, I'm your uncle anyway, but you have educated me instead?"

Yue Hanwen glanced at Su Yiyang out of the corner of his eyes, and sneered mercilessly, "You also laugh at me, it's just fifty steps and a hundred steps." What about the dissolution of the old troupe, the ancestral inheritance of the Sun family has been thrown behind by you, I see that you can't even save a troupe, and you are still here to talk about the inheritance and the rights and wrongs of other families?"

"Uncle Yue, isn't your old man tormenting me?"

Su Yiyang picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, bringing the relaxation between words to the extreme.

"When I say inheritance, I mean that I have not given up the inheritance of Peking Opera, but have been thinking about how to do it better, and the reason why I gave up the Sunjia drum is to make further trade-offs. ”

Yue Hanwen lowered his head and woke up with tea, as if he was listening to Su Yiyang's words, but he didn't seem to pay attention to it at all, but Yue Xihe's fingers curled slightly, and his brows furrowed as he thought about it and tapped it lightly on the table a few times.

The sky darkened, the afterglow of the setting sun completely dimmed, and the fiery clouds on the horizon outlined an extremely dazzling crimson in the clear blue sky, which was quickly replaced by the covered pitch-black night, precipitated into the stars in the night sky, and the bright moon in the distance, and the faint cold moonlight under the projection.

The four corners of this small courtyard are separately installed with vertical sensor lights, which can be seen that this is the product of the ingenuity of the Yue brothers.

The dusk light is not bright, it can only illuminate a small corner, but it will not deprive the light of the cold moonlight, but reflects a little bright moon in the cup, with the gurgling sound of boiling water that is boiling to the fire, and the faint fragrance of tea in the air, there is inexplicably a kind of pastoral interest of meandering water.

It seems that the two brothers are not less in the small courtyard to enjoy the cool and enjoy the moon, the wind and bones are revealed from the depths of the soul, no matter what kind of environment they go to, they will care about the interests of those lives, and the delicacy and sophistication will not change the slightest.

"Trade-off, trade-off...... Yue Xihe repeated this sentence in a low voice, raised his eyes to look at Su Yiyang, and asked quite seriously, "I can see that this is just a take...... Where did you take it again?"

"Take in the former Sun family and the Yue family, what they did was the icing on the cake, although they were famous and earned fame, but after all, they had to rely on something, they did not have absolute autonomy, and they acted too passively. ”

Su Yiyang's smiling eyes curved slightly, and he said more clearly.

"But I, Su Yiyang, want to be the person who sends charcoal in the snow, hold the direction of development in my own hands, and show the way to my predecessors and juniors, that is, I am shot dead on the shore, and I want to be the first person to go to the sea. ”

This time, Yue Hanwen didn't directly say sarcasm, but just raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Yiyang, as if he wanted to confirm something from his expression.

After a long time, he said lightly: "New road, you have a big breath......"

"That's why you want to make your own troupe?"

Between the words, Yue Xihe understood what Su Yiyang meant, "So you came to our Yue family in Beiping, not just for the so-called old troupe, but because you want us to accompany you to break through and try your choice?"

"Yes, there is no point in standing still, and holding on to the old reputation will not help the development of Peking Opera substantially. ”

Su Yiyang nodded very dryly, the smile on the corner of his lips revealed indescribable certainty, "Without absolute economic support, just with a lot of love, you can't save Peking Opera, as the so-called not breaking and not standing, if you can't save the downhill road by skill, it's better to try to find something new, do you say yes or no?"

Su Yiyang's voice was low and good, and every word was loud.

The moonlight reflects his handsome silhouette, revealing an indescribable chic and good-looking, Gu Nanqiao has seen Su Yiyang talking and laughing in the business field, and he has also seen his cynical and beautiful words.

But what he looked like now, Gu Nanqiao really saw it for the first time.

She suddenly felt that the starlight seemed to be condensed in Su Yiyang's eyes, and what was refined was the uninhibited and chic of youth and frivolity, and the arrogance and demeanor of the world, which were enough to make people's hearts move.

"Uncle Yue, times have changed, no matter how legendary the Peking Opera family was, it was just yesterday's scenery. Su Yiyang squinted her beautiful smiling eyes slightly, and her tone paused slightly, "Haven't you ever thought about getting out of those shackles completely?"

With extra words, Su Yiyang didn't say anything deeper, but left enough space for the Yue brothers to think.

I don't know how long he was silent, Yue Hanwen hung his head slightly, and finally opened his mouth like a whisper.

"The Yue family in Beiping can be traced back, it was the musician in front of Cixi Lafayette, and your Jiangnan Sun family, each accounting for half of the country, and there was also a beautiful scenery, and the words behind it can not be finished for a few days and nights. Don't mention the past, the major families of Peking Opera have long been scattered over the years, and each has its own way to go. ”

"I want to get back the scenery of the past...... It's too difficult, as for what you said, if you don't break it, you can't stand it...... Heh, how do you break it, how do you stand it? Is it useful to come out, ah?"

No one could answer Yue Hanwen for these words, and he didn't need to answer them at all.

The glass of wine that Su Yiyang had just saluted but was ignored by Yue Hanwen was not refilled until this moment, and when he raised his head and drank it all, the sporadic liquor was scattered on Yue Hanwen's clothes, but he didn't seem to care.

Then, Yue Hanwen squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

"Since your Sun family has changed their careers a long time ago, why do you want to invite my Beiping Yue family out of the mountains? Not to mention that I am no longer the head of the Yue family, even if I still don't have the strength to toss anymore - how to go in the future and how far it can develop has nothing to do with me. ”

When he said this, the sadness between Yue Hanwen's words came out of his bones.

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