"Huh?" He Xiangdong was startled, and even the white sand on his hands was scattered.

"Shall I sing?" He Xiangdong was very surprised, he mainly focused on Liu Huo'er and Guankou in the enlightenment stage, and he also sang small songs, operas, Taiping lyrics and the like every day when he practiced, but the master never let him perform on the stage.

Fang Wenqi asked rhetorically, "What's the matter, you're scared?"

He Xiangdong hurriedly said: "No, no, I am also a person who has experienced the last test, how can I be afraid?"

"Alright, stop blowing, hurry up and change your clothes. Fang Wenqi stuffed the cyan coat into He Xiangdong's arms.

"Okay. He Xiangdong happily put on the clothes, which were made for him by his master last year, which fit very well, and looked quite elegant and traditional.

Fang Wenqi is also a must to make a gown, the traditional Chinese gown can not have a shoulder seam, to be cut on a piece of cloth, at the same time requires the collar, cuffs and other places to fit, the pocket must not only have a dark mouth, but also have to be obliquely cut, so it is more difficult to make.

Especially on the "pimple loop", this is definitely a meticulous job. After the basic rough blank is completed, it is necessary to fine-tune it little by little with tweezers, which is not only compact, but also rounded, and each nose is symmetrical, which can not be done without more than ten years of effort.

Huang Hua was also greedy when he watched from the sidelines, and said enviously: "Brother Fang, when did you say that you would also make me a set of coats, you see that I have begged you for so long." ”

Fang Wenqi said: "Forget it, you won't even be embarrassed to ask me for a coat even if you fold it?"

Huang Hua said: "No, Brother Fang, I was born in a wild road, and I have not been taught by a serious master, and I have never learned the basic skills of folding coats, or you will teach me, I won't be able to." ”

Fang Wenqi said with a smile: "I want to learn, but it's a pity that I don't accept apprentices now, why don't you kneel on the ground, kowtow to Xiao Dongzi, worship him as a teacher and let him teach you?"

Huang Hua stopped doing it and said, "Then do I have any more generations?"

He didn't do it, and He Xiangdong didn't do it anymore, and he hurriedly shouted: "Master, you can't abuse me like this." ”

Huang Hua scolded: "Go aside." ”

He Xiangdong, who had changed into a coat, asked Fang Wenqi Xizi: "Master, what will I sing later?"

Fang Wenqi said: "Whatever you want, you can sing whatever you like?"

Huang Hua also took a stubble: "Yes, if you really can't sing, you can play a juggler or put on a handstand, as long as you can be round and good." ”

He Xiangdong said: "I'm okay with singing, I'm not good at handstands, it's a must for my little junior sister to do a handstand, Uncle Huang, you let your Feifei put on a skirt and do a handstand, I promise that the round one is better than anyone else." ”

"Little bastard, you stop me. Huang Hua took off his shoes and chased He Xiangdong all over the field.

Fang Wenqi was also laughing there, this uncle and nephew have never been big or small.

After cleaning up, He Xiangdong was ready to start, Fang Wenqi and Huang Hua stood next to him and hung their hands to watch, and He Xiangdong walked into the pot by himself.

Glancing around at the people around, He Xiangdong took out the jade board from his pocket, took it with his right hand, and first hit a bunch of flowers.

Click...... Click...... Click......

The banyan returned to normal, He Xiangdong opened his mouth to open, his voice was clear, his nasal voice was leisurely, and he was full of charm:

"Han Gaozu has the way to sit in the country, and there are kings and ministers, and all the people are safe.

There was a Sanqi Xian king named Han Xin, who destroyed the state of Chu and brought the society to An.

On this day, I walked around the street in front of the carved saddle and saw a hexagram shed placed in the south of the road.

There is a Taoist leader sitting in the hexagram shed, and his immortal appearance Dao bone bone dao is extraordinary......"

sang the Taiping lyrics "Han Xin Fortune Telling".

The people who came to the market to buy goods were also attracted by the children who sang the song, and many people came and went.

"Hey, what is this kid singing? ”

"It seems to be Taiping lyrics, I heard my grandfather hum a few paragraphs, and this kid sings really deliciously. ”

……

In 84, the people's entertainment life was very poor, although TV began to enter thousands of households, but it was only those rich people in the big city, like the countryside, a village has a TV, it is amazing, the whole village will gather around to watch it at night, and the people with TV go out to the waist board is quite harder than others.

In this rural area where entertainment basically relies on bragging, and listening to operas basically depends on humming, it is still very popular for quyi artists to perform and sell their performances.

He Xiangdong naturally sang well, the typhoon was very positive, and he didn't show timidity at all, and after a while, a lot of people gathered around here, and the circle was very good.

"Jiuliang Dao scarf is worn on the head, and the gossip fairy clothes are worn on the body. The water and fire silk waist is tied in the middle, and the water socks and cloud shoes are worn on two legs. Singing this, He Xiangdong came to a white sentence: "This old man didn't wear pants, he threw the stirrup off the saddle and got off the horse." ”

The audience laughed too.

He Xiangdong continued to sing:

He entered the hexagram shed and pulled out a lot, but he did not say anything with a smile on his face.

Kou Zun said: 'Dao Chief, if you want to listen to the words, you can calculate who can be the leader of the ten thousand horse camps?'

In front of whose door can the handsome flag stand?

Who can drink the three cups of wine of the Emperor, and whose chest can the golden seal be hung?'

When the old Taoist heard this, he opened his eyes and hurriedly took the copper box in his hand......"

"Han Xin's Hexagram Telling" is about Han Xin finding an old Taoist to tell a hexagram, and the old Taoist calculated that he was a marquis and became a commander, and he could also be toasted by Han Gaozu. But his Yang Lifespan was only thirty-three years, and Han Xin was furious when he heard it, and asked why Lao Dao was like this.

Lao Dao laid out the things that Han Xin did that harmed Yang Shou one by one, and he exhausted the concept that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and also has the meaning of persuading people to be good.

The Taoist chief stood up with a smile and asked the general to listen to you.

Zhang Liang of your dynasty will not be broken, listen to me explain the reason.

You shouldn't bury your mother alive in front of Jiuli Mountain, God will lose your life for eight years.

Second, you shouldn't ask for directions, you cut the woodcutter, God will lose your life for two or eight years.

Third, we should not set up an ambush plan for Kowloon, and God will lose three or eight years of life.

Fourth, the overlord should not be forced to draw his sword on the bank of the Wujiang River, and God will lose his life for four or eight years.

Five should not be subjected to the high emperor twenty orders and four worships, and the ministers deceived the monarch and lost five or eight years of life.

Fifty-eight lost forty years of life, and the general thinks how many more years you can live.

Even if it is a Sanqi Virtuous King, it seems that it is in vain to compete for fame and fortune.

Han Xin looked up and looked again, but he couldn't see where the hexagram shed was.

A green cloud drifted away, and the old way swayed for nine days. ”

At the end of the singing, He Xiangdong put away the jade, clasped his fists to the surrounding audience, and continued to sing: "I can't sing Han Xin's fortune telling in a word, and I wish you all happiness like the East China Sea Shoubi Nanshan." ”

"Good ......" The audience applauded, and the scene was quite enthusiastic.

He Xiangdong bowed to the Quartet, thanked the audience, and said: "Apprentice He Xiangdong thanked all the parents for their support, thank you! I'm young, my ability is generally limited, and I can't sing well. ”

"Sing well. ”

"Good. ”

"One more. ”

The audience was very enthusiastic.

He Xiangdong waved his hand and said: "My artistic level is relatively inferior, there are good ones over there, so let my master Fang Wenqi and my uncle Huang Hua tell you a cross talk, how about it?"

"Good ......"

The audience applauded again, and it was very applauded.