"I don't have the ability of Yuehou, but I am also willing to take care of the things left by my predecessors as much as possible," Wen Suo looked very open, and said: "Don't feel sorry, the big waves wash the sand, there are always things that are popular for a while, and then they will fall silent, I am willing to keep these books that no one reads, but not because I have to restore all the plays in the playbook, or the tune has to be sung by the troupe." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Now people don't like to see this, what is the way? I just want to let future generations know that such a play, such a tone, and such a style once existed in this world. ”

Shang Xuesleeve was silent for a while, feeling that Wen Sue's idea was too pessimistic, if he couldn't sing it, wouldn't it be a pile of old papers?

But she also knew that today's progress was big enough, so she didn't argue any more, but quietly lit a candle, read the book "Yue Tune" carefully, and as usual, served Wen Suo to eat, and then left.

She found Gu Jusheng that night.

Both of them are fast-handed people, and one overnight, they made some changes on the basis of the original "Palace of Eternal Life", and sang them all over again, which was quite agreeable.

Three days later, "The Palace of Eternal Life" hung up the drama.

found Wen Suo from Shang Xuesleeve, and brought an invitation card to invite him to watch the play every day, but Wen Sue was very stubborn and never moved once.

Now, this post is in Wen Sue's arms, he pursed his mouth, looked at the theater in front of him, I don't know why, Wen Sue didn't want Shang Xuesleeve to know that he was coming.

He sat in the place where he didn't go forward or backward, as if he was just an ordinary old man who loved to watch plays.

Because the seats are sold well, the palace boss secretly added some tables and chairs, which are more crowded than before.

Wen Suo sat in the crowd, the people next to him cheered and slapped, and he didn't notice that there was such an old man between them, looking at the stage with unblinking eyes, very different from the others, he didn't applaud or applaud.

Wen Chau lived in Yuezhou all his life, and although his ancestors were not nobles, many of them were invited by nobles to teach their children music, and there were six musicians called "everyone" alone—most of the books in his house were collected by his ancestors.

Later, the dynasty changed, fortunately, the choice made by the Marquis of Yue retained the greatest interests for Yuezhou, and the Kuang family carefully observed Shangyi, as if as long as there were no big mistakes, they could maintain this state forever.

It feels like that's really the case.

The imperial court has given Nanjun enough tolerance since the time of Emperor Wu, even if it is an inappropriate title such as "a country within a country" has spread to the outside, but every time the county guard goes to Shangjing to worship, he returns safely and steadily with generous gifts.

His father and grandfather were living in the old dream of their homeland - in fact, they were already born in this court, but this did not prevent them from recalling the era when the Wen family was "everyone" and Nanjun was still called "Yuezhou".

Not only them, but many people in Nanjun probably think so too, right?

Wen Suo looked at the stage, he could think of what kind of stunning Shang Xuesleeves who looked shining in his humble room should be on stage, but he didn't expect that in just a few days, Shang Xuesleeves picked out the essence of "Wutong Rain" and integrated it with "The Palace of Eternal Life......

No, this "Palace of Eternal Life" is not the "Palace of Eternal Life" of the original Northern Opera, this is Shang Xuesleeve's play.

is not only the arrangement of the scenes, but also faintly heard the soul of the out-of-tune in some of the singing passages inside, especially the singing of the old student Li Yufeng, which is particularly prominent in "Hearing the Bell" and "Crying Image".

That book "Yue Tune", Shang Xuesleeve just flipped through it! Presumably, everyone in the ancestors is nothing more than that, Wen Suo thought.

The play has come to an end.

The person who played Xian'e on the stage held a five-color cloud card in his hand, stacked two layers high, and Yang Yuhuan played by Shang Xuechong was higher there.

She was dressed in a silver-white palace dress embroidered with gold cinnamon, and her head was also combed into a fairy bun, her hands were holding the dust, the long-sleeved snow race, and the shawl on her shoulders fell and dragged to the ground, one of the corners was pinched in the hands of Tang Minghuang played by Li Yufeng, and the two looked at each other from afar.

Wen Chau knew that this ending should be a child's duet, but in his ears, both the lyrics and the tone had become both familiar and unfamiliar, and he only felt poignant.

When the flute sounded, Li Yufeng sang like crying blood, and the remorse and longing were touching.

In comparison, Shang Xue's singing, including the lyrics, is much calmer.

"Ma Wei is shocked like a dream, and there are several springs in the sky on earth."

She didn't focus on looking at the old student below, but looked at the distance slightly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and then looked at Li Yufeng with affection, and sang lightly:

"Jun has dyed the pear blossoms white with his sideburns,

Loneliness and loneliness fall wide and cold deep.

Jun looks at the bright moon in the world,

The concubine is in the fairy palace and reads the double star. ”

She danced in the clouds, her long sleeves danced, and her every move was extremely graceful, but no matter what she did, her eyes never left the old students below, which naturally made her movements more difficult, but because of this, her posture was even more feminine.

She sang extremely pleasantly, gentle and beautiful, as if she could see the osmanthus falling in the silence, and seemed to be able to smell a wisp of cold incense, at this moment, no one dared to applaud or applaud abruptly, as if she was afraid of disturbing this meeting.

"San Lang, don't you know that one day in heaven is a year on earth!"

Shang Xuesleeve finally showed a sad look on his face, but he took it back, still smiled, looked deeply at the bottom, gave a salute, and sang:

"Deeply worship, thank you Langjun for the past,

The past is especially memorable, and it is difficult to see laughter in memory;

Deeply worship, thank you Langjun for today's love,

Xunxian asked for a dream here, and he had to relieve his concubine's body and be lovesick.

persuade Lang Jun, no need to think about concubines from now on,

The years in the world are easy to fly, and you still have children and grandchildren walking around your knees;

May Lang Jun,

Wealth, health, longevity, diligence and care for themselves;

Zhu Langjun,

The mountains and rivers will eventually be determined, and future generations will be called Mingjun.

San Lang, a thousand words are inexhaustible,

Even though Asgard has a wonderful method, it is difficult to change the time at this moment! ”

As soon as this singing ended, a fairy child stepped forward and said: "The hour has come, wake up!" ”

In the orchestra pit, there was a drum sound that seemed to have echoes from big to small, and under the shift of the cloud cards, only Shang Xuesleeve was left on the stage, still looking at the position where the old student was standing, but in the end it was a long sigh.

I don't know what kind of plate Shang Xue's sleeves followed, extremely slow, extremely low, and as if there was no fixed pattern of singing:

He only said, the years of suffering in the world,

But I don't know the heavens,

The years are endless, don't be, don't ......"

As soon as Guanghan saw it, it was goodbye to heaven on earth from now on. (To be continued.) )