Chapter 218 Eggs are delicious, so why care what the chickens look like

Ever since he put on the drummer's vest, Meng Yue has developed a habit of going to a teahouse near Donghua Gate from time to time, where scholars from all over the Ming Dynasty bring their lives and stories, or sit alone, or drink together, or chat in groups. As long as you sit there for an afternoon, the most glorious and bumpy pictures of a person's life can be described.

This kind of ups and downs are condensed in almost every moment of their lives, after all, it is a ...... that comes and goes like a tide Political circles.

Yang Tingli can also hear something similar, but there is no such pain, although Yang Tingli has had ups and downs in his life, but in the mouth of the old man, everything is light and light, it can be seen as the past of the sunset flying in the sky, and the old man is the old man who has looked down on life at the highest place.

But today, they were talking about drummers, and it wasn't the first time Meng Yo had heard the sound of talking about drummers in this teahouse that didn't even have a name.

"Drummers don't just do unboxing plays, they have a show so early this year?"

"It may not only be written about unboxing dramas, "Boudoir Order" is not an unboxing drama, and "Chengyun Xianzong" is not. ”

"It's just a rehearsal, maybe it will be next year, and the Delin class will rehearse the play, and it will be rehearsed in a month, but it will be slow...... The longest I've seen in the queue is a year. Maybe it's more difficult to rehearse the new play this time, otherwise it wouldn't have started rehearsing at this time. ”

"I think it's no matter how difficult it is, "Chengyun Immortal Sect", the layout of the scene alone is a huge problem, it's hard for them to come up with the idea of using steel wire to pull people up and down, it's definitely not something that can be figured out in a day or two. ”

"This point "Chengyun Immortal Sect" may not be as good as "The Secret History of Taizu". ”

"That's ...... Also. ”

"Do you say that the drummer is Jiang Lang's talent, or does the "Qingping Order" have a deep meaning?"

"Judging from the drummer's storytelling ability, it should have a deep meaning, even if Jiang Lang is exhausted, it will not be so fast. ”

Meng Yue: Thank you for your trust.

"I don't know if the drummer is an old man or a young man?"

"The pen is old-fashioned, not like a young man, and the ideas are fresh, and not like old age. ”

"No, just looking at the picture book, I think the drummer is a young man, and I heard that the script was written by a playwright who has always been friends with Delinban. From this point of view, the person who wrote the script should be an old gentleman, and he has a lot of experience, and he knows a lot about things in the court, otherwise the script of "The Secret History of Taizu" would not be so wonderful. ”

Meng Yue was a little trembling, every time he heard this group of people talk about the identity of the drummers, Meng Yue had this feeling, as if the next moment, they were going to go upstairs, push open the door of the private room, and tear her vest to shreds: "Ma Ma, Da Ming is so dangerous, I want to go back to modern times!"

"The eggs are delicious, why bother what the chickens look like, besides, the drummer can't cover himself for the rest of his life without showing up, how can there be an impermeable wall in the world. ”

"Exactly, then, I'm going to see what this forever whimsical drummer looks like. ”

"It must be a merry man. ”

"Hahaha...... However, watching "Mu Chunling", you know that it is difficult to understand the thoughts of her daughter's family so well. ”

Mengyo: I can't stay in this place!

Out of the teahouse, Meng Yue went to Delinban, as the scholars guessed, Delinban did plan to use "General's Order" as an unboxing scene. But the wounded soldiers on the overseas battlefield have all returned, and the head of the Delin class thought that even if it was such a bar, it should be used to comfort the officers and soldiers who had returned from their labor, so he planned to arrange it to perform in the barracks first. This idea was affirmed by Yang Tingli and supported by Emperor Xuanqing.

These wounded soldiers who returned first were more or less depressed mentally, and the "General's Order" can really inspire people, and the wounded soldiers can get better faster.

"Miss Ameng, come and sit ......"

Meng Yue looked up at the stage: "Why do you often hold clouds on the stage?"

This scene did not invite Chang Baoyun to play the leading role, but used Delinban's own role, the master of the Sang class looked at Chang Baoyun who was holding a red tassel gun on the stage and said: "Chang Baoyun is playing the role of Marshal Zhenguo, if Chang Baoyun sings the role of Captain Huo, do you think anyone else can play the Marshal of Zhenguo." On the stage, Chang Baoyun's singing voice came out, which could suppress many people without any brilliance. A small soldier, pressed the marshal to act, Rao is play should not be rehearsed like this. ”

"Chang Huyun's singing, listening to it 10,000 times is as amazing as seeing it for the first time!" Not only that, every time I listen to it, I feel more exciting than I remember. Chang Baoyun is still very young, and there is progress, but it is not fast to this point, but the singing voice is too beautiful, enough to amaze people to refresh the vague praise in their memories every time.

When singing the marshal, it is as if there are thousands of troops and horses, as if he is really a commander who has commanded thousands of troops and horses.

Meng Yue closed his eyes and quietly listened to Chang Baoyun's singing, and when he opened his eyes again, Chu Yan stood beside him who wanted to speak and stopped, and his face was full of apologies: "What's the matter with you, have you done anything to be sorry for me, what else can you do to be sorry for me?"

Although the goodwill packets of the Chu family brothers are infrequent, once they are given, they are a lot, so Meng Yue is still very relieved after the vest was torn off by these two brothers. So far, at least, the brothers have lived up to their goodwill pack, and the trust she has in it.

"I ...... Sister Meng, I said, don't bother me. ”

"What are you doing, I'm going to annoy you, have you quietly fed your four dogs, or have you smashed my glass?"

"No, my classmate and I said that I missed my mouth when I talked about the drummer, although I covered my mouth quickly, but ...... It should be that soon, the whole city of Nanjing will know that the drummer is a girl who has not left the cabinet. Chu Yanluo wanted to apologize with death, because Meng Yue had never wanted to reveal his identity. Everyone thought that the drummer should be a man, either young or old, and no one would have thought that the drummer was a female girl under twenty.

Chu Yan's leakage of words is likely to lead to a small number of people who can directly guess that the drummer is Meng Yue, and the rest will not be too far from knowing.

As soon as Meng Yue thought of this, he wanted to hit Chu Yan: "You really ruined me, you, can't you be late, wait for next year when you talk about leaking, and when the time comes, it won't be too troublesome for me to leave Nanjing." ”

It's going to die, the draft of "General's Order" has been sent to the printing house, which means that the ending cannot be changed.

Although it is not a tragic ending, several of these very likable characters are still hung up, and fans come to block her when they come back, what can she do!

To a certain extent, Meng Yue likes to talk to fans, but Chu Yue, a black fan who loves to complain about her, is enough for her, and if there are thousands of more, Meng Yue imagines the picture a little, and wants to find a piece of tofu to kill him.

Chu Yan: "I don't want to, you see I'll come to you immediately, maybe we can still find a way to deal with it and confuse the line of sight?"

Meng Yue: "Hehe!"

Chu Yan: "Don't laugh like that, it's scary." ”

Mengyo: Trust me, you're dead!

#楚壑: Life is in a hurry, who can escape death#