In the tenth year of Jinghe, Ding Mao, on the thirteenth day of March in spring, the south wind blowing slowly was still a little chilly, but the land of Tongcheng County, Jingzhao Prefecture had begun to return to green. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The weather is warm, people are like rabbits who feel safe, all of them jump out of the hole, and when they are free, they go out for entertainment, and on the embankment of the Xiliang River, the tea shed that has been closed for a winter is very lively.

In the shed erected by the reed mats, the boss kept shouting: "Excuse me, borrow light, and the water is scalding!" Can you change the pot of tea? It has been renewed six times! A pot of tea is not much money.

This one rolled his eyes and spit out the melon seed skin in his mouth: Damn! Bully my brother to be poor! I told you, I want to put it in our Fuyuan County, be a little smarter, and the new tea will be served directly. I know no, the uncle is Heiyi, who went to Wenhua Road Middle School, and the Long master of Yunnan knows no, he is my second uncle and his uncle.

The young man who boiled the water was annoyed: You just said that your uncle and grandfather are not finished?

Everyone said to him: Yes, his eldest uncle and his second uncle are all his uncles!

What about this servant: Young master, it's still early, hurry up and get on the road, there is no money to buy a ticket.

The little young master snorted angrily: After listening to this paragraph, maybe the police will arrest the thief.

Seeing that the young man was still looking at him, he showed the gold ring on his ten fingers: We like to drink tea, so let's take this mouthful! The thief changed the ring for me!

In the center of the shed, singing wild opera is a small horn from Shandong.

It is said that from Xuzhou to Dezhou, the canal is quite famous all the way.

The daimyo is called to make a strong chapter, and the ticket holder changes careers, and there is no master to teach. This time, I came to Beijing to learn drama and make a living, and when the wheat harvest was almost there, I returned to Shandong to act.

Zhang Dali's life is really not good, one word: wild! Just rely on a good voice, bright hall! Sing in this shed, there are many applause.

Singing in the shed, the boss doesn't give money, at most he manages a meal, and after singing, a few ticket holders pull the pianist, call for some wine and food, and drink two cups together.

Four or five people gathered up at a table, and the guy in the shed counted up the wine and food he had ordered, received the leg money, handed it over to the counter, and sent new tea and hot water.

Put the flask in the hot water and let it heat for a while, and the wine will not be drunk. Each man had a large cup, full of it, and he lit a thin stick, and placed it on it, and a blue flame was raised, and the wine that burned the knife was very strong.

Everyone is polite and has a drink. In the shed, what comes up now is talking about cross talk. An old man with a white beard performs stand-up comedy.

Next to Zhang Dali was a fat man in foreign clothes, and he whispered: Damn! Why is the old bridge that sells fried dumplings on again?

Opposite Zhang Dali was an old man who carried the work, pouting: The boss is his relative, and he is embarrassed not to let him go.

Opposite the fat man is a rail road policeman in a police uniform: Don't talk about the old bridge, come on! Let's salute Xiaozhang and order wine, Xiaozhang's voice is loud, and I like this singing.

Zhang Dali was polite again and again, and he had to sing a paragraph in the afternoon, and he didn't dare to let go of the drink.

But after drinking most of the wine, Zhang Dali came up with wine, and talked a lot: This trip to Jingshi is not in vain, although I haven't learned the play, and I have almost touched it, but you have too many words here, and you can't take it back at all! Compared with the words of our brothers, it is one heaven and one underground, and elegance is useless.

The three of them all nodded, and the pianist spoke: "We have a lot of literacy in the city, and no one can read if we don't write! Who is this brother? It's a pity that we didn't have the blessing to meet.

Zhang Dali bared his tongue: Brother Hua is studying at Western Beijing University and will graduate this year. It's easy to see, the Xihe teahouse opposite the station, and Brother Hua often goes. After summer, it's enough to choke.

The boss came over and called out to him and the pianist at the table: Quick, quick! It's your turn.

The pianist had only drunk half of the wine, so he hurriedly took a sip, choked, and hurriedly pressed the vegetables. The fat man was very dissatisfied: What about the old bridge that hasn't finished talking yet?

The boss snorted: When he finishes speaking, he won't have to be this time next year. Hurry, hurry!

It has been one hundred and nineteen years since Taizu Yanjing ascended the throne of the Great Pear Dynasty. On New Year's Day next year, it will be two Jiazi, and there will be a big celebration in the imperial court.

In the past 100 years, Taizu has descended, there are Taizong, Gaozong, Renzong, Changle Empress, Sejong, Jing'an Empress, Taishang Emperor Jingning Empress, now known as Jinghe, is the eldest son of Jing'an Empress and the Holy Prince. Empress Jingning is the sister of Empress Jing'an. The two empresses married the Holy Prince at the same time. There are seven generations and nine emperors. In addition, Taejo's younger brother, the first generation of Xiangwang, is revered as Chengzu. The descendants of the two brothers together form the O-Pear royal family and rule the world.

In the past 100 years, since the end of Taizong, the world has been completely pacified, although there are wars, but it is basically relatively peaceful, and it has been nearly 80 years since it was called a prosperous era.

The common people enjoy peace and tranquility.

Zhang Dali went up, and the violinist pulled the door.

Zhang vigorously opened his mouth and sang a paragraph of praise for Taiping, neither rhyming nor pleasing to the mouth.

The song says:

Grandpa Yanjing ascended the throne and decided the world,

The cast four god mirrors have gods, dragon kings and powers.

Fill the cracks in the sky, and the chaos gradually clears.

abundant harvest of grains,

Since then, the world has enjoyed peace.

Taiping!

The people in the shed clasped their knuckles on the tabletop, whispering: Taiping!