Shang Xiu'er took a deep breath, raised her legs on the windowsill, and looked out the window while pressing her legs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But only a few days of effort, the peach blossoms have bloomed all over the tree, she opened the window, bursts of peach blossom fragrance penetrated in, clusters of flowers like red glow attracted butterflies and bees who are not afraid of the cold of early spring, she suddenly thought that the hometown of Xiaoshanghe had also planted peach trees, whenever she wanted to pick flowers, her mother had to gently beat her hands, saying that these flowers would produce sweet peaches in the future.

She was a little melancholy, and a little relieved to think: The past is nothing.

Xiao Liuye sent someone after a few more days, but he just passed the word: "If you feel that your body is almost inseparable, please prepare a few often performed southern dialects, you don't need to play them all, just think you are good at a few excerpts." ”

Shang Xiu'er put her mind at ease and quietly prepared in the house for a few days, except for the girl who was waiting for dinner, no one disturbed, she was happy, singing and dancing, reminiscing and gesturing.

Secretly, she was holding back her strength, because she knew that Guanyin and this Xiao Liuye didn't look down on a servant like her who was born in the grass platform team, but she just wanted them to know that she was different.

This time it was the drumstick that invited her over, he led the way, Shang Xiu'er followed him around, looking at it but it was not the road to Mo Wangju, and it was not good to ask too much, and gradually the wind blew, with a breath of moisture. At the end of the corridor, the thick and faint willow smoke gradually gave way to both sides, and what appeared in front of her was a lake of considerable scale, Shang Xiu'er's eyes widened in surprise, she couldn't believe that in the lake in this Xiao Garden, by the lake, there was a building that was almost exactly the same as the Zhiya Water Pavilion.

Drumsticks sensed her surprise, and explained while leading the way: "Since you know what Xiao Ye's identity is, you shouldn't be so surprised." The Zhiya Water Pavilion was built in the twelfth year of Qingyou, which was the time of the last southern tour of the current saint. But Xiao Yuan is a place that our father has long taken a fancy to, and the one in front of us began to be operated and built when Qingyou was ten years old. This garden has long been formed, but it has been repaired one after another until last year, and flowers and trees are still being added. In the twelfth year of Qingyou, Master Li specially brought a craftsman to Xiao Yuan to ask for a master, and drew drawings to build the one on the bank of the Songyang River, and people outside could not easily enter Xiao Garden, so there were very few people who knew that Xiao Yuan was on the stage here, but it made the one outside get a lot of fame. ”

The drumstick looked at Shang Xiu'er with eyes that couldn't be busy, and reminded: "Girl, close to the lake, the ground is slippery, you have to walk carefully." ”

Shang Xiu'er followed the drumsticks step by step, and stepped up the stairs of this water pavilion, only to really see the whole picture inside, this is a well-born and complete stage!

On the vermilion pillars on both sides hang the couplets of the stage, and the upper and lower couplets are respectively written: "Water string song, from the seven tones and six rhythms easy to know the elegant meaning; The drama in front of the stage, the three graves and five classics are difficult to solve. Shang Xiu'er raised her head and saw a huge plaque hanging under the eaves, with the inscription "Guanyin Terrace" on it, and her heart moved, feeling that Xiao Liuye was so attentive to that Guanyin lady!

The stage looks like it is cleaned and maintained all the year round, the curtain in the middle is clean, the rhubarb satin surface is embroidered with Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, it looks elegant and rich, next to it is the curtain that will enter and exit, and the curtain on both sides of the curtain is a jade hook and a tassel with more than a foot. There should be side rooms on both sides of the stage, and Shang Xiu'er didn't dare to walk around, thinking that it must be a room for the servants to make up.

The private theater garden is not full of pits and valleys with tables and chairs under the stage like outside, only five or six pairs of seats, brocade cushions and backrests, and Xiao Liuye is comfortably leaning there to drink tea. The drumstick had already trotted over to tell him that Shang Xiu'er had arrived, and he put down the teacup and whispered to the rosin next to him.

Rosin hurriedly ran to the stage and lifted the curtain on the side.

Shang Xiu'er's eyes widened, and in the curtain on the side was an orchestra pit, which was already full of people, about a dozen, each holding a huqin, a moon qin, a flute and other musical instruments, and a ready-made band team was there.

Rosin Xiang bowed to Shang Xiu'er and said, "If the nine-year-old girl feels that her body is better, she will pick your best hand and give Xiao Ye a palm." Don't worry too much about the girl, since she is asking Xiao Ye for advice, don't think too much. ”

Shang Xiu'er hurriedly nodded and said, "I know." ”

Rosin Xiang said again: "Forgive me for talking too much, remind me, singing and fighting, it's best to have one of all kinds." ”

Shang Xiu'er said gratefully: "Thank you little brother for your care." ”

Rosin Xiang got off the stage, and Shang Xiuer walked to the band team, gave a salute first, and then said: "The play I am preparing is a play "Hanging Paintings", a play in "Garden", a play "Mandarin Duck Sword", and a play "Grass Theft". Bothering masters, let's see which one comes first? ”

A drummer who looked to be in his forties seemed to be the leader here, and said: "Naturally, "Touring the Garden" first, the singing is put in front, and the provincial martial arts drama is over, and the breathing is over, and the singing is not strong. But girl, the ugly words are ahead, the sixth master has bad ears and eyes, you have prepared four plays, but you may not be able to finish every play, the sixth master thinks it is not good, I can't watch it anymore, and you will stop halfway through the performance. ”

Shang Xiu'er bit her lip and said, "Thank you for reminding me." Then let's tune in and get started. ”

Xiao Liuye was below, watching Shang Xiu'er and the pianist "babble" after finishing the pitch, then took a folding fan, moved the chair from the side of the field, put the fan on the chair first, and then signaled to the pianist.

A melodious and melodious piano sound came, he had only watched Jiulingxiu's "The Story of the West Chamber", in which the matchmaker did not sing much, as soon as he opened his mouth on the stage at this moment, he was slightly stunned, and then looked at it with a beat as usual.

The voice of Jiulingxiu on the stage is different from that night's matchmaker, the latter is a lively and clever maid, so her voice is crisp and sweet, and the voice that reached Xiao Liuye's ears at this moment is deliberately slow and soft, and she should try her best to interpret Du Liniang's sleepy and lazy spring.

As the song of "Sunny Silk Blows to the Idle Garden", her figure also made a delicate and unbeatable spring breeze, and her hands made a gesture of wrapping the cloak - although there was no cloak, the corners of her mouth always had a timid smile, and her steps were about to walk and stopped, and when she walked to the table, her figure turned around and was supple, as if she was arranging a black silk and her hair was on the flower mirror.

As soon as the tune changed, it was time for "Drunk Fu Gui", Jiu Lingxiu slowly walked to the chair, and slightly lowered herself to take the folding fan on it.