Chapter 172: The End of Disaster (2)
This old lady, Ke'er and Yuqiao all ordered, and then let the eldest lady, second lady, third lady and other daughters-in-law order one or two plays. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Mr. Chai took the play list, and now he bowed respectfully and went. Just a moment of effort, only to listen to the flute tactfully and clearly, the drum is sonorous and vigorous, the red curtain slowly opens, and the white-faced Cao Cao is already walking. One of the Swords.
Everyone quieted down, listened to the flowery face singing, a few words of kung fu, and came out again, the old lady looked at Keer Yuqiao and smiled: "The main Wang Yun plays the stage, this is what Mr. Chai said, the "Qilin Boy" Xiahou Sheng, who is famous in the capital, has not seen him open his voice for a long time, and now I have to listen carefully." ”
Brother Xuan ate too many sugar walnuts and shouted thirsty, Yuqiao blew the tea to cool it down, handed it to him, and fed him one bite at a time. In my ears, I heard the old student babbling and singing, his voice was slightly hoarse, but the singing tone was vigorous and powerful, and the rhythm and rhyme were expressive, and the old lady praised: "I once accompanied the Queen Mother in the palace to listen to him sing this play, he is a capable person, he can pretend to be an old student, pretend to be a boudoir, and he is also delicate and painful." ”
Mr. Chai didn't know when he was standing beside the old lady, leaned over and said with a smile: "The old ancestor has heard his play, it's not easy, you see that he has a very good typhoon, and he is good at using his voice, and it is difficult to pronounce words, and it is not easy to frustrate in it." ”
Zhang Keer also echoed and said: "Sure enough, I read the words in white and suppressed the tone and frustration, and my breath is calm and not breathing, I have heard this play several times, and now I listen to it again, it is still the best singing of this person." ”
When Mr. Chai heard this, he was very happy and was busy complimenting.
Yuqiao fed Brother Xuan to drink water, and then he had time to look at the stage, the person's figure turned around, and the steps on the stage were elegant and graceful, and then looked at the expression, and the eyes were indeed delicate and smart. She frowned suddenly, how could this person be born and where had she seen it, she was very familiar.
"Yuqiao, don't you praise him?" The eldest lady glanced over.
"Grandmother, sister-in-law and Mr. Chai have all praised it, Yuqiao does not offer this ugliness." Hearing this, the old lady sighed and said, "You just praise a few words, don't let Mr. Chai think that our martial arts can't be out of Wenxiu." ”
Yu Qiao thought about it, pursed his lips and said: "What is now singing is the brocade entanglement in the sword, Wang Yun is worried about state affairs, here is the addition of the gift board in the wide mouth, and then into the rhyme, two of which are high, there is only one person who can sing in the capital, this is a kung fu song, it is extremely difficult to sing, the troupe next to it will never accept this play, just because the singing is smashing the field, Mr. Chai's opera troupe Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, is indeed good." ”
Everyone was stunned for a while, Mr. Chai wiped his sweat, made a deep gesture towards Yuqiao, and then looked at the old lady and said: "The old ancestor is blessed, grandma is so insightful at such a young age, everything is reasonable, to the point, presumably the kind of music has been studied thoroughly, it is really admirable." ”
The old lady had a long face, joy in his heart, and looked at the singing above the stage, that is, let Mr. Chai bring this person over, and he will definitely be rewarded.
"There's no need to reward him, he's a high-spirited person who doesn't like these things." Mr. Chai laughed: "Just say a few words and give you a thin cup of tea." ”
The old lady hurriedly ordered someone to fetch the partridge spotted Jianzhan that she usually didn't use, and asked Zhulan to go to her room, take the dragon well before the rain given by the previous palace, and make a pot of tea. When everything was ready, Mr. Chai had come steadily with the man and stood in front of the old lady to say goodbye.
Yuqiao raised his eyes to look at him, he had taken off his opera robe, wearing autumn-colored clothes, half of his face was half of his makeup, half of him was old, and half of him was very beautiful. looked carefully, and saw that the long eyebrows were in the sideburns, the phoenix eyes were smiling, and the thin lips seemed to be smil......ing but not smiling.
Xiahou Yin! His face, even if he was half exposed, could be recognized.
Yuqiao was suddenly in a state of mind, and was a little at a loss for a while, secretly thinking about this person's intention, he was the royal pastry maker in the palace, how could he get mixed into the troupe and enter the Zhou Mansion, which play is this singing at the bottom!
The more the old lady looked at him, the more she liked him, and smiled at the people around her: "Among these girls in our house, there is no one who can match him." ”
Xiahou Yin smiled lightly, Zhulan brought the tea cup on the plate, he didn't answer, only silently, looked at the old lady and said: "Fang listened to the master of the chai class, some people praised me for singing well, unique, can be so appreciated, and ask the old lady to allow me to replace the wine with tea, and pay tribute to her." ”
Yuqiao came back to his senses, this person was already standing in front of Yushu in the wind, and made a warm smile, Yuqiao couldn't, so he had to stand up and return the salute. Xiahou Yin took the tea bowl, and didn't know how sincere he was: "It's not easy to get Mrs. Zhou's praise, and I now respect you for it." ”
Yuqiao also picked up the tea bowl from the table, hid his face and took a bite and put it down, and said lightly: "Xiahou Gongzi doesn't need to be polite, it's you who is good at playing." But there are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, I am a deep house ignorant woman is stupid, and I must not take it seriously. ”
Seeing that his face sank, his eyes darkened, Yu Qiao's heart felt a little comfortable, hum, this person must have had a smooth life in the past, he was very proud and domineering, he couldn't listen to a word of truth, and he slapped his face if he didn't feel good at all.
The new drama on the stage began to sing again, and Xiahou Yin didn't stay long, and Yu Taijun politely said a few words, put down the tea bowl that only ate two bites, and left without mentioning it.
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In the deep place of the drama and singing, the mother-in-law and his party came with a square food box, and the Double Ninth Festival always had to eat hot cakes, first to the old lady, uncover the lid of the box, Zhulan stepped forward to look at the food box, picked out a plate of red date cakes and put them on a small table, newly steamed out, when the air was cold, the heat was steaming.
The old lady picked it out, and the bride was here, Hongshu stepped forward to take a look, and replied to Zhang Keer: "There are chrysanthemum cakes in the food box, brown sugar cakes, chestnut flour cakes, osmanthus fruit cakes, and some meat cakes mixed with shredded duck meat, which kind of meat do grandma want to eat?" ”
Zhang Ke'er raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she couldn't pick it out, thought about it and smiled: "Give me a dish of osmanthus and a hundred fruit cakes, the osmanthus is fresh and fragrant, and the hundred fruits mean that a hundred sons are born, which is a good omen." ”
Hongshu took out a plate and placed it on the small table between the chairs of Kerr and Yuqiao, and the white and delicate cake was decorated with chopped walnuts, pine nut meat, ginkgo biloba and other dried fruit pulp, which was sprinkled all over the place.
The mother-in-law brought the food box to Yuqiao and asked him to pick it. Yuqiao looked down at Brother Xuan'er, who was lying in his arms, blushing from sleep, smelling the fragrance, rubbing his eyes and sitting up loosely, and at a glance he saw all kinds of pastries in the food box.
"Where can you be so greedy." Yuqiao thought about it, as long as a plate of chestnut flour cake, a plate of meat cake, and Ke'er's osmanthus cake were all placed together. picked a piece of chestnut flour cake, blew it cold, handed it to Brother Xuan, and let him take it in his hand and eat it.
Author's words: 1. The play is mainly based on Kunqu Opera, which has a reference to Baidu for singing and reading, which is hereby explained.
2. As for why you can't finish writing things all at once, you still score one, two, and three. Somehow, it is written and written, and there is a lot of content, and it is really not for water, if you insist on water, it is water with a conscience. Ha ha. (To be continued.) )