He Chengpeng plunged headlong into the book, seeking the "Book of Songs" as the initial theoretical argument for the drama, as if Li Yuanhao was not in general, and unconsciously the sun was rising, He Chengpeng shook his head with a wry smile, it seems that the process of argumentation is not simple: "Senior Brother Li, I'm sorry, I was in a trance, you don't have to be surprised." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Li Yuanhao smiled: "I once studied with a gentleman for two years, and Mr. once said that learning through the ages, gains and losses are known, especially in learning, all kinds of dangers and obstacles, we must be able to endure our minds." ”

"Senior Brother Li's husband is a great talent. He Chengpeng said with a smile: "By the way, there is still something to tell Senior Brother Li." ”

Pointing to a stack of books not far away: "This is a drama written by the predecessors since the establishment of the drama class, and there are more than 100 of them today, with different themes." ”

Li Yuanhao couldn't help but straighten his face: "Senior Brother He, there are also works of the Tang Emperor and Empress here?" her tone couldn't hide her excitement.

"Yes, naturally. He Chengpeng said with a smile: "Although I have not met the emperor and empress of the Tang Dynasty, just from the works of the two, we can see that both of them are very interesting people." ”

Pulling out a thin booklet, He Chengpeng wiped the dust on it with his sleeve, and cherished it with a lot of love: "This is a sketch drama with only two acts, and the name is "Waiting for Zhang San". Traditional dramas have plots, character conflicts, and the story rises and falls, but this "Waiting for Zhang San" is the opposite, the characters have no distinct personalities, and there is no coherent storyline, from beginning to end it is just a trivial chatter between two people, a short matter in the family, and the two occasionally mention Zhang San, but at the end of this play, Zhang San did not appear, except for his name, he didn't know anything else. ”

Pulling out another booklet, He Chengpeng couldn't help laughing: "This drama is called "Stealing Melons", which is written vividly and interestingly, telling the story of a person who steals melons with bad intentions, to disguised as a man and a woman, and then to being chased by a wolf dog under the moon, and finally worried, afraid of being exposed, and worrying about things night and night, one of which is excellent, return to the house, cross the wall, go around the corridor, go around the corridor, near the field house, near the field house, the moon is yellow, the moon is yellow, the night is cold, the night is cold, and the heart is panicked...... The conjunctions are vivid. ”

In the end, He Chengpeng pulled out the bottom booklet and pondered for a moment: "This is the strangest drama ever written by the Tang Emperor, the name is "One Man", I have used various methods to interpret it, but I can't get the gist of it, and I have forcibly explained it several times, and it is far-fetched, and I am not very convinced." Consult the literature and ask Mr. Xi, the professor of the academy, the Tang Emperor seems to want to express some things through this drama, but it is not easy to write clearly, so he can only reveal his heart in a difficult and obscure way, as for what he wants to express, I can't guess, if Senior Brother Li is interested, he can take a look. ”

Li Yuanhao gently took the three booklets, and his arm unconsciously increased his strength, as if he weighed a thousand pounds: "Senior Brother He, can I take these three booklets back and read them?"

"Of course you can, no one is interested in this on weekdays, and Senior Brother Li is the first. ”

"Thank you!" Li Yuanhao suddenly bent down and bowed to He Chengpeng, which was extremely solemn.

He Chengpeng was at a loss for a while, he didn't know why Li Yuanhao suddenly made a big salute, brewed emotions for a long time, and finally spoke: "Senior Brother Li is so solemn and solemn, the drama class is not far from revival. ”

The two left Tianyi Pavilion together, and He Chengpeng told Li Yuanhao that he could come here at any time, and if "Peeking at the Stage" was to be written, he still needed the help of Senior Brother Li.

It was already noon, Li Yuanhao went to Wenyuan for dinner, He Chengpeng said goodbye, the food in the academy was too sweet and greasy, and it was not good for his throat, so he went back to his room to rest first.

For the sake of drama, He Chengpeng is also quite hard. After a simple lunch, Li Yuanhao returned to his residence, closed the doors and windows, took out the three booklets, "Waiting for Zhang San" and "Stealing Melons" put aside first, she opened the last booklet "One Man", read quietly, as time went on, she frowned, strange to almost weird A play, there is not a single line, all are scene transitions and action descriptions, Li Yuanhao can roughly outline the content through imagination.

There is only one person on the initial stage, and this person first shows his joy and sorrow with his expression, stretches his legs, feet and arms, shakes his head and buttocks, and then this person splits into two people, one person can still be happy and sad, jumping and swaying, while the other person is expressionless and motionless, as if deprived of emotion and mobility.

At the same time, the background of the curtain is split into two halves, one bright and the other gray.

The man in the bright place tasted the joy and anger of the world, the joy of the flowers and candles in the cave room, the anger of being framed, the separation of exile in a foreign land, and the unity of knowing the old and old people in a foreign land, and the person in the gray place was always expressionless, and the half of the gray background began to shrink, squeezing the person's activity space, more and more crowded, until the person curled up in one place and could not move.

On the other side, the space for the person in the bright place to move is getting bigger and bigger, and the expressions of joy and sorrow on his face are changing faster and faster, and the frequency is getting higher and higher, until a state of madness appears, like a marionette, more and more eerie and abnormal, in stark contrast to the person curled up in the corner on the other side.

Suddenly, a scream rang through the heavens and the earth, it was the only sound in this play, and with this sound, the light became brighter and the darkness darker.

In the end, "One Man" suddenly came to an end in the aftermath of extreme movement and silence.

Closing the booklet, He Chengpeng was right, in such a strange drama, the father must have wanted to express something, but what was it? Was it related to that snowy night? What conspiracy was hidden on that snowy night? What is the relationship between the split of the Tang Dynasty and the destruction of the Confucian family? Or is it not related, just an independent coincidence?

Li Yuanhao slowly closed his eyes and began to recall all kinds of contacts with his father, vaguely and a little unfamiliar, what his father said, what he did, cause and effect, always a mess, and he couldn't figure out a clue.

Suddenly, a sentence from Mr. Kong Weiting when he left Beijing came to mind -- "Why do you want to read history?" in order to better see the world. ”

See this world clearly? What's wrong with this world? Shen Ning'er said, this world is a bit weird? How to determine the root of this world's weirdness?

Shen Ning'er's master and master said that if you go in one direction, you will always find the answer, so what is the final answer?

Li Yuanhao had a splitting headache, she shook her head and laughed at herself, just a few days after coming to Yuelu Academy, she was about to become a madman, hey, sure enough, Yuelu Academy not only cultivates talents, but also cultivates madmen.