() When he was depressed, he suddenly heard a sound of "dang" outside the building, followed by a sound of erhu. 79 Readings.

The second young lady frowned and said, "What the hell is this?"

Xiaoyue and Shen Yanqiu also lived in the Qinglou for a while, and they also knew some things about the red sleeve move, as soon as they heard the sound of the erhu and the loud gongs and drums, they knew that tonight's opera was about to start, in order to attract more guests, in addition to letting the guests drink some flower wine, they would also let some good-looking singers grow some small songs, or invite some opera troupes to sing some small songs in the red sleeves, the purpose is to make the red sleeves appear lively.

These days, the red sleeves are combed, and what they want is to be lively, so as long as these troupes have free time, they will sing some tunes, but the time is not fixed every day.

Today's combing of the red sleeves got off to a good start, ended early, and achieved the expected effect, in order to retain more guests, Jian Dangjia urged the troupe to perform on stage early.

"I don't know what I'm singing today?" Xiao Yue threw out a sentence coldly.

"You mean that the red sleeves are also singing?" Yang Zheng suddenly grabbed Xiao Yue's shoulder and asked loudly.

Xiao Yueqiao's face turned red, she didn't dare to look at him, she wanted to break free, but Yang Zheng's strength was too great, so she couldn't break free, so she could only endure the pain and said: "Well, the red sleeves have been in drama these days, but every day in the dead of night, today is a little early?"

Yang Zheng's brows furrowed slightly, and suddenly a strange light shot out of his eyes, and he said loudly: "I have a way to sue him?"

The three of them looked at Yang Zheng one after another, and said in unison, "What way?"

Yang Zheng laughed and said, "Keep it secret!"

In the lobby of the Red Sleeve Move, the six girls who combed together quickly sold for a good price, in order not to make the Red Sleeve Trick cold, Jian Dangjia immediately arranged for the troupe to start singing.

Although singing in the Qinglou is somewhat uncomfortable, the identity and status of the drama are not much higher than those in the Qinglou, and they sang a few times, that is, they were relieved.

Today's red-sleeved sign is brightly lit, as soon as the gongs and drums sound, the troupe owner began to urge the actors to go on stage, and he himself was not idle, after personally posting tonight's repertoire, the actors sang on the stage, which immediately caused a round of applause from the audience.

Zhu Zhanji likes to listen to operas very much on weekdays, but he is busy with state affairs in Nanjing and has no chance to listen to operas at all, so he is extremely excited at this time, and as soon as the drama is spoken, he will be the first to call it out.

And Yu Qian on the side was not interested in such a thing as drama, and after a few glances, he just lowered his head and drank tea, if it wasn't for Monk Hua's insistence on refusing to leave, he would have left early at this time.

After Yang Zheng left, the flower monk pulled Xiaocui into his arms, and he was not happy to grasp it for a while, and listened to the singing at this time, and hurriedly listened to a few words, but he didn't understand the play, and he really couldn't understand what was sung on the stage after listening to a few sentences, and he was very curious, so he twisted his neck and asked: "Zhu family son, what is singing on this stage?"

Zhu Zhanji had a good impression of this monk, and when he heard this, he smiled faintly and said: "What is singing on this stage is "The Legend of the Daughters", saying that it is a young and beautiful woman who left home not long after she and her husband got married. It took several years for the husband to return to his hometown, and when he was almost home, he met a very beautiful woman who was picking mulberry, and he was moved by the woman's beauty, so he stepped forward to tease, but was refuted by the woman's righteous and stern words, and felt bored, so he returned home in a gloomy manner.

Unexpectedly, when he came home, he saw that his wife was the woman he had just flirted, and he felt very ashamed, and he also had a heartfelt admiration for her wife. “

"Haha, molesting a woman, actually molesting his wife's head, this drama is also a bit interesting?" Monk Hua pinched it fiercely in Xiaocui's arms, and laughed. "Later, did this little lady forgive her father-in-law?" Xiao Cui was paralyzed in the arms of Monk Hua, and she was a little curious when she heard it, and asked with a raised face.

Monk Hua laughed and said: "A newlywed couple, it's just a few touches by their husbands, it's nothing, I see eighty percent of them going home and forgive them?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "Is it wrong for the master to think so?"

Monk Hua was stunned for a moment and said, "This little lady didn't forgive her husband, this can't be said, right?"

Zhu Zhanji sighed and said: "That wife cried and cried at home, wrote a suicide note, and actually committed suicide by hanging herself, saying in the letter that her woman's moral cultivation was not at home, so as to cause men's evil thoughts and disgrace her chastity, so she could no longer live in the world, and she had to die to preserve her chastity. This matter is not known by the village, and finally all parties are in the book, the emperor issued a holy decree, this chaste martyr was posthumously awarded a product of the order of the lady, the royal gift of "chaste archway", the glory is incomparable, her husband thanked his wife, and later married the wife, and the husband and wife also went to the grave together to worship. “

Zhu Zhanji's voice was not loud, but he heard the flower monk snort for a while: "This little lady is too strong, but the emperor has been named a first-class lady, and the imperial gift of "chastity archway" can be regarded as a well-deserved death!"

"It's a pity that she lost her life, this woman adheres to the woman's way, which is good, but the hateful husband, as a husband, does not abide by his husband's morality, in broad daylight, he does things that molest his wife, causing this lady to commit suicide out of shame, and she also married a young and beautiful concubine, speaking of which this woman's husband is the most hateful, if I am the county official, I will definitely beat him hard, so that he cannot marry a wife and have children!" Yu Qian scolded angrily.

Zhu Zhanji glanced at Yu Qian with interest, nodded lightly, and did not speak.

It was the flower monk, touching the rou group on Xiaocui's chest, laughing, and said: "Although I am a monk, Monk Hua, I also know that etiquette and religion are great defenses, and I can't be sloppy, that woman can do this, I think she is also a woman from a good family, much stronger than that Xuzhou famous Ji Guan Panpan?"

Guan Panpan is a famous Ji in Xuzhou, was favored by the guard Zhang Su, accepted as a concubine, soon Zhang Su died, she did not die as a martyr, but moved back to her old residence Yanzilou to live alone for ten years, delusional to win a reputation for observing festivals, this matter was somehow known by Bai Juyi, who was Sima in Jiangzhou, wrote a poem, scolded it, caused Shilin to crusade, Guan Panpan was ashamed to go on a hunger strike for ten days and died!

"It's the same death, after the woman died, she was posthumously awarded the title of Mrs. of the First Order, and the royal gift of "chastity archway", the glory is incomparable, and it is also very good?

Yu Qian snorted and said: "Guan Panpan is a Qinglou woman, but after getting married, she abides by women's morals and observes festivals for her husband, what is wrong, but the famous Jiangzhou Sima actually used Shilin to kill her, I'm afraid it's a bit too much, right?"

Seeing Yu Qian's anger, Monk Hua laughed and said: "My Yu Gongzi, you said that you finally came to a red-sleeved move, why should you be angry about these little things, it's just a drama, it shouldn't be true, it's better to watch the play, don't spoil the interest!"

Yu Qian sighed softly and said, "Ten years of spring crying has changed into a warbler's tongue, and the three old ugly have changed their eyebrows." Jiangzhou Sima couldn't follow her husband because of a famous person, and killed people with poems, but he didn't know that he bought some fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls as concubines, and he only played for three years, and the people were only seventeen years old, so he thought that the people were old and ugly, so some of them gave away and some resold them, and then bought a batch of fresh goods, and changed three batches in ten years, and he was so virtuous, and he had the face to ask others?

Yu Qian's voice was not loud, but Zhu Zhanji on the side could hear it clearly, glanced at Yu Qian, and said in his heart: "This scholar is also a little special, that lime chant is a good song, he is a talent, you should pay attention to it in the future?"

At this time, the drama on the stage is nearing the end, because of the letter on the stage, the emperor issued a holy decree, this chaste martyr was posthumously awarded the title of Mrs. of a product, and the royal gift of "chaste archway", which was very lively for a while, and drove the hall to be jubilant.

At this moment, I heard a few sounds of the piano, in the noisy red sleeves looked extremely weird, everyone was slightly stunned, they were curious to turn their heads to look at the stage, only to see the original play, have left, after a moment of silence on the stage, suddenly from the backstage out of a tall and mighty man, there was a carriage in front of him, there was a person sitting on the carriage, the face of the person was majestic, was looking around, when the carriage came to the tall and mighty man, the man laughed, and said loudly: "The first emperor, then you dog life!"

Everyone only heard a "boom", and the tall and mighty man actually smashed a hammer into the carriage, and the center of gravity of the carriage was unstable, and suddenly the person turned on his back.

On the stage, no one sang the opera, but this thrilling scene seemed to be more convincing than the opera, and the surprised crowd only screamed at this time.

The thunderous shouts were endless.

"Hey, what the hell is this, it seems that somewhere?" Monk Hua opened a pair of drunken eyes and glanced at the stage, and then looked at Yu Qian with his cheeks.

Yu Qian also looked at the stage, and after a while, he withdrew his gaze and said softly: "The story of Zhang Liang's assassination of Qin is clearly shown on this stage, and the good red sleeve moves, how can people perform this?"

The story of Zhang Liang's assassination tells the story of Zhang Liang's assassination of Qin Shi Huang in the Han Dynasty to take revenge.

Zhang Liang was born in an aristocratic family, and his grandfather opened the land and was re-elected as the prime minister of the three Korean dynasties during the Warring States period. His father, Zhang Ping, also succeeded as the prime minister of the Second Korean Dynasty. By the time of Zhang Liang, Korea had gradually declined and was lost to Qin. The demise of Korea made Zhang Liang lose the opportunity to inherit his father's career and lose his prominent and glorious status, so he had the hatred of losing his country and family, and concentrated this hatred on one point - anti-Qin.

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