In the mutual teasing between the two of us, soon, the car passed Shijiazhuang, and the Cao team slowed down, rolled down the window, took out a cigarette case from the driving platform, lit it, and threw the cigarette case and lighter to me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info turned his head to the side and asked me: "Lao Chang, the unknown poem that the blind man read today, yes, you call it a probing stone, I think he is probing you." You see, he sent me ten minutes today, and I talked to you for more than half an hour, what did he calculate for you?"

I shook my head at him, "He didn't do anything, I just asked him a question." ”

Our car paused suddenly, and the Cao team must have subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

"Ask questions? You are often teased, you don't think about retiring and setting up a fortune-telling stall, right? Ask a question in more than half an hour?"

I was very worried about the surprise of the Cao team on the highway, and I thought that it would take two or three hours for the car to enter Beijing, but fortunately, I told the Cao team everything about ventriloquist and the twists and turns of the story that happened to Juan Bei.

When I finished telling the story, the sky was completely dark, and the Cao team drove silently for a long time before he sighed two sentences: "Lao Chang, Juan Bei's friend, you find a chance to introduce me to me, this perseverance, this optimism and my temper, but the fortune teller said it well, understand the fate, don't understand the calamity, ventriloquist may not be a good thing for Juan Bei, Lao Chang, your soul bell will not think for no reason, that year I took the bell and almost didn't let Lei Dang drought to death." You say, has Hu Anbei cultivated to the third realm? If that's the case, you really have to stay away. ”

I smiled bitterly at Team Cao, "Don't put gold on your face, you and Juan North are completely two types of people, you are a person who walks around the south wall, can't go around and build a ladder, knows how to advance and retreat, and judges the form, how can it be the same as Juan Bei's inaction?"

That's what I said, but I know in my heart that the fortune teller doesn't know about Juan Bei, and what he said is fate, and what he doesn't understand is calamity, and he said it to me. Everything Juan Bei does can only be said to be from his heart, and the secrets he hides behind him must also have his troubles, but is it really necessary for me to pursue it further?

When I returned to the courtyard, it was the dead of night, and I collapsed on the bed exhausted, but I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. It's as if I've overlooked something, but I can't remember it for a while.

The old dream of the Red Mansion is in the green willow peach blossom and the new branch. Don't ask what's going on in the mountains, don't say goodbye to the old people. I was reminded of the fortune teller's poem, and it was the first line that kept me moving. Because what Juan Bei sang and what I heard in the early morning in Jingshan was the poem written by Xue Baochai in "Dream of Red Mansions", but now that I think about it, this sentence seems to be the center of the whole poem.

I suddenly realized something, jumped up from the bed, ran to the mailbox at the entrance of the courtyard, hurriedly opened the mailbox, and sure enough, at the bottom of all kinds of letters, books, newspapers and magazines, I found a brown paper envelope with the words of the Beijing Peking Opera Troupe printed on it, and looked at the postmark, it was more than half a month ago.

Tearing open the envelope, there was a big red invitation, and on a cluster of flowers, there were several gilded big characters "Beijing Peking Opera Troupe 40th Anniversary Performance". Flipping through the invitation, a line of delicate and powerful small words came into view.

"Mr. Chang Taijian, the special performance of the 40th anniversary of the troupe choreographed and directed by Brother Yu premiered at 7 p.m. on June 18 in the auditorium of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. ”

I hurriedly flipped through the desk calendar, and June 18 was exactly three days later, and I sighed, secretly glad in my heart, fortunately, there was no delay. But what does it mean that the invitation has been in the mountains for ten years, and now it is new? Could it be that Juan Bei has finally regained his voice and is about to return to the stage?

Closing the invitation, I was completely sleepy, and in the pile of letters and newspapers I had just seen an unfamiliar magazine, which seemed to be a literary journal, with a transparent plastic bag wrapped on it, and a sticky note with the word "Gift" printed on it.

Although I usually read a lot of books, I am not interested in contemporary literature, novels or anything, and I have never subscribed to these periodicals and magazines, and I don't have any friends who are editors and writers.

Curiously opened the magazine and looked at a few pages, it was not a purely literary journal, there were many articles in it, but in the table of contents, I saw a novel called "Drama Soul".

The author of the novel is named Banshan Nong, which is obviously a pen name. I read a few pages, not only the name of the novel, but also the plot and the way of narration made me feel familiar.

The beginning of the novel is written that when Qianlong was young, he went to Guanghe Building outside the front door to listen to the play in the capital microservice, and met the famous Dan Xiao Magnolia of the Hui class. At that time, women were not allowed to perform on stage, Xiao Yulan was the daughter of Wu Jingchu, the head of the Hui class, since she was a child, she practiced a kung fu, Wu Jingchu was old and had a daughter, and she was very used to Xiao Yulan, and she couldn't resist Xiao Yulan, so she was dressed as a man and had a good time on stage. Unexpectedly, this stage became a famous corner supported by thousands of people, and the pillar of Huibandanjiao.

In the twelfth year of Qianlong, Xiao Yulan entered Beijing with her father and sang in Guanghe Building. Xiao Yulan is usually dressed as a son-in-law, and everyone calls the young class master when they see it. But by mistake, she bumped into Qianlong, who was interviewed privately by Weifu, by mistake, Qianlong was very overwhelmed by Xiao Yulan, by mistake, Qianlong was ready to let the Hui class enter the palace to perform, of course, the drunkard's intention was not to drink, but for Xiao Yulan.

This has indeed become Wu Jingchu's happy trouble. At that time, the Hui class was far from becoming the later climate, and the rivers and lakes of drama rose together, and no drama had the bearing and vision to dominate the world. For Wu Jingchu, being able to enter the palace to sing for the emperor is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Hui class.

But Xiao Yulan is a daughter after all, and Qianlong is obviously because of Xiao Yulan, so that Hui Ban entered the palace, but as soon as she enters the palace, Xiao Yulan's identity as a woman disguised as a man is likely to be exposed. can not take Xiao Yulan with him, Wu Jingchu was worried that the play would not suit Qianlong's wishes, and he missed the opportunity to become famous all over the world.

Wu Jingchu tossed and turned for several days, he was worried, and he was haggard, and he saw that the day of entering the palace to act was approaching. Lian Chenghai, the deputy head of the drama troupe, was scheming, and when he understood Wu Jingchu's thoughts, he enlightened him, the emperor admires Xiao Yulan, and he may not care whether she is a man or a woman, even if he knows that Xiao Yulan is a daughter, it is not necessarily a bad thing. And the Hui class took the line of the emperor, up and down, vassal and elegant people everywhere, and the Hui class will soon become the first opera troupe in the world, which is the first achievement of the Wu class master.

But whether this thing is successful or not, the key lies in Xiao Yulan herself, Lian Chenghai suggested that Wu Jingchu tell Xiao Yulan the truth of the matter, and let Xiao Yulan make this choice by herself. Xiao Yulan has been smart since she was a child, and in her perennial performance career, her understanding and understanding of world affairs far exceed that of ordinary women, and she will definitely take into account the overall situation and untie her father's knot.

Wu Jingchu listened to Lian Chenghai's plan, and suddenly opened his mouth, and acted according to the plan that night, found Xiao Yulan, and talked about his ambivalence back and forth, and when it came to the key point, it was also gloomy.

Xiao Yulan didn't think about seeing her father these days, and the drama in the opera garden also stopped, coupled with the private discussions of the people around her, she had already guessed the seriousness of the matter. But when I really heard my father say it, it was difficult to make a decision for a while, because she still had a layer of hidden worries in her heart.

In fact, Xiao Yulan has long belonged in the troupe, she and the young martial artist Zhang Shenlin have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and now in the troupe, they often act in rival plays, how can they not be in love for a long time? But Zhang Shenlin's family has been poor since he was a child, and his family can't support him, so he was sent to the troupe. For the Wu class master who taught him the craft and brought him up, he was respectful and filial like his father.

Zhang Shenlin thought of his life experience, how could he match Xiao Yulan? Although he was full of admiration, he didn't dare to break the window paper. In my heart, I only hope that one day I can become popular and famous, and then I can make my heart clear to the master of Wu. With this idea, Zhang Shenlin naturally endured more hardships than ordinary people and worked hard.

Xiao Yulan naturally knew Zhang Shenlin's intentions, but she had another idea. From the day she sang on stage, Xiao Yulan understood that herself, including Wu Jingchu, was a ninth-rate actor, no matter how good she was, she was still the bottom of the society that people looked down on. So even if my father wanted to find a big family for himself, it would be difficult to reach the sky. Even if you are lucky and climb up to a broken official eunuch, you can only live as a concubine, and you are careful and arrogant, and it is difficult for you to survive for a long time even if you marry her.

Therefore, it is not necessarily a bad thing to marry Zhang Shenlin. This is also why his father has always favored Zhang Shenlin for so many years, plus his only brother has been frail and sick since he was a child, he can't learn to play, and he can't get on stage, Wu Jingchu taught Zhang Shenlin his mastery, and he also looks forward to him becoming famous as soon as possible.

If it weren't for the deputy head of the troupe, Lian Chenghai, who had followed Wu Jingchu for many years, and had some interpersonal management talents, he had made the troupe quite popular, maybe Wu Jingchu had entrusted the troupe to Zhang Shenlin earlier, and his marriage with Zhang Shenlin would have been logical. Because of this reason, Xiao Yulan is not in a hurry about the marriage, and has been waiting for the day when the water will come to fruition.

Who would have thought that Qianlong would go to Guanghelou to watch a play in a private interview, and that day on stage, he took out his whole body kung fu from his appearance to his singing skills to his body style, which made the first person in the world stunned, and shouted a good word from mourning. But this good word, I don't know how many people's fate will be changed by this.

(That I may know and walk on the highway, but to give is fear.) The avenue is very good, and the people are good. The court is very old, the fields are very good, and the warehouses are very empty; they serve the literary style, bring sharp swords, eat and drink, and have more than enough money; they are boastful. Non-Tao is also ——Tao Te Ching)