Youyi was specially called inside by Wang Weiru, drinking the wine made by Wei Ru himself, eating the thing called French fries dipped in ketchup, sitting on the soft carpet with a warm fireplace, and feeling drowsy that she didn't want to move.

It turns out that enjoyment is not necessarily a high bed and a warm pillow, wine pond and meat forest, put aside all those annoying rules, let yourself relax wholeheartedly, and life will become more and more beautiful. It's just that Youyi knows very well in her heart that she is different from Wang Weiru, and her lightness can only be for a moment. Out of the Splendid Workshop, she is still a small concubine in Jinfu, and she has a lot of rules and etiquette. Like it or get bored, she can only accept it!

Because of this, she admires Wei Ru's attitude to life more and admires Wei Ru's freewheeling. In this world, it is a great thing to want to be your most authentic self and follow your heart's choice!

She listened to Wei Ru talk about the process of making wine, how to fry the fries on the outside and tender on the inside, which was both novel and interesting.

The two of them were chatting when they heard someone talking loudly below, as if some celebration had begun.

Let's go to the window and take a look, where the sight is good, and we can really see and hear clearly. Wei Ru smiled and stood up.

Youyi followed her past, and she could clearly see the situation on the stage from the top of the color shed. I saw that the shopkeeper Jia was holding a trumpet-shaped thin iron bucket in his hand, and his speech was much louder with an echo, and it was estimated that the people standing at the back could hear it clearly.

Youyi heard clearly, it turned out that in order to give back to new and old customers during the Lantern Festival, Jinxiufang specially prepared a program, which will also have a lottery and activities. Program? It should mean singing, right? She glanced at Wei Ru and saw Wei Ru looking like she was making a show.

Suddenly, a thick red curtain was drawn up in front of the shed. The people in the audience don't know what's wrong? Youyi saw it really brightly on it. She saw a young man standing on either side of the platform, and if someone had commanded him, he drew the curtain in the middle. On the stage, there are several strangely dressed dancers standing at the moment, and they are waiting in their poses.

Dayu is a country where the people are open and allow all kinds of cultures to contend. Beijing, Ping, Huang, Yue, Yu, all kinds of dramas are sought after, singing and dancing, juggling, cross talk, and are even more popular with ordinary people. Just because foreign men can't enter the palace casually, there is only a song and dance workshop in the harem, and a large group of singing and dancing girls are raised. There is also a stunning singing and dancing girl who was favored by the princes and nobles, and since then she has flown on the branches and become a phoenix. There are also some large families who raise singing and dancing girls, servants, etc., and drink for fun in their leisure time.

And those housewives who are in the inner house hate this kind of fox. Therefore, when they women get together, they always invite the troupe to sing, and there are few singing and dancing girls, and they feel that the women who perform singing and dancing are inferior people.

There were a dozen or so women standing on the stage, all of them in white robes from hoods to feet, long black hair draped straight behind their heads, headbands of different colors tied on their foreheads, and nothing else.

The curtain was opened, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but light up. There is no vulgarity, no demonic spirit, all of them are like hibiscus out of the water, and they are like empty valley orchids, which is very different from the singing and dancing girls in everyone's impression. A melodious flute sounded, and their hands flew nimbly, and their movements were uniform. Then, the ethereal and beautiful singing voice drifted away. The rhythm is very beautiful, and listening carefully to the lyrics is not like the usual poems, not fighting and not neat, but it has a different taste.

I came from chance, like a speck of dust, and who saw my vulnerability. Where I came from, where I love, who calls me in the next moment...... Grateful heart, thank you for being with me all my life and giving me the courage to be myself. Grateful heart, grateful for fate, flowers bloom and fall, I will cherish the same......

Youyi savored the artistic conception of the lyrics and felt a little dazed. She felt full of emotion, warmth, strength, and a hint of bitterness. She thought about what happened to her, and felt that this song was singing for herself. To the world, she is like a speck of dust, insignificant. She couldn't figure out why she died and didn't die, why she was reborn again, and where was her destination without going through normal reincarnation?

In the past fifty years of immortality and immortality, she has complained, hated, unwilling, and gone crazy, but in the end she can only accept it helplessly. She never thought that it was something to be grateful for to live again, but the song she heard today gave her a new experience.

My sister listened so carefully that she seemed to understand the meaning of the lyrics. I think that when Wei Ru visited the Jinfu for the first time, Youyi and the sisters were in the house, but she didn't pay much attention to Youyi's existence. A little girl who is only eight years old, raised in the boudoir all the year round, what can be brilliant? But with the subsequent contact, she felt that Youyi was unusual. Youyi gave her the feeling that it was like a mature soul living in a young body, and this soul did not seem to belong to this world. However, after several temptations, she was disappointed, and she had to give up. If you can't find a soul that belongs to the same world, it's better to find a confidant who can talk to you. Here, she's not too lonely, either.

It should be that the lyrics are well written and the music is well written. Youyi smiled when she heard this, I don't know who wrote the lyrics? There doesn't seem to be a brand for this word.

It is also what I read from an idle book, and the author's name is not recorded. When Wei Ru replied, he sang a song, and everyone in the audience applauded.

The next show is even more strange, it is a three-person performance, and it is not like a group comedy. On the table are soft couches and tables, on which are teapots, snacks, fruits, etc. The people in the stands are dressed like the people in the audience.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a story about a county official who was beautiful outside, but was afraid of his daughter-in-law at home. Their performances were vivid, and their funny words were one after another, which made the people in the audience laugh.

This is called a sketch, and it is a few people together to tell the story in a performance way. Wei Ru briefly introduced.

It's funny, was it my sister's idea? Youyi asked while laughing, and couldn't help but admire when she nodded, my sister can do business, cook, make wine, and arrange wonderful shows, I don't know what else to do. So versatile, I don't know what kind of character I need to be worthy of?

At a young age, my thoughts are quite complicated. To tell you the truth, I have no intention of getting married. She is open to Youyi and does not hide her true thoughts.

Although Youyi knew that she must have a high heart and special requirements, she never thought that she would have the idea of not marrying. When you are young, you can live no matter what, but this year is getting older and older, if you are not in good health at the age of fifty or sixty, and you don't even have a relative around you who knows the pain and heat, how hard life should be!

If it were more accurate, there would be no man I would marry! She went on to say that he should be tall and masculine, and that he should be responsible and responsible. He wants to always put his daughter-in-law and children first. He had to be able to enter the kitchen and get into the hall. He's going to ......

Youyi shook her head when she heard this, according to this condition, not to mention looking for a husband, even if you are looking for a daughter-in-law, it is enough to find it. It's even harsher than three from four virtues, and no man in the world wants to do this. If you look for it according to this standard, you really can't get married in this life.

Suddenly, there was a commotion below. It turned out that there was a lottery interspersed in the middle of the show, and the person who read the number would get a valuable gift from the fairlight, and he could also choose a favorite lantern. However, the lantern is not so light that it can be taken away, the note under the selected lantern is opened, and the winner must do what the note asks to do in order to take the lantern and gifts.

The winner of the lottery this time was a young man, about thirteen or fourteen years old, he chose a quaint prismatic lantern, painted on six sides of different landscape paintings. The note was opened, and it was written that the chosen one should write a poem, which should be related to the Lantern Festival.

Someone immediately coaxed below: Little boy, I'm afraid it's difficult to write poetry at a young age. If you can't help you, you can divide the gift in half!

Everyone laughed, and the little boy also laughed, pondering for a moment and chanting: On New Year's Eve last year, the flower market was as light as day. The moon arrives at the head of the willow tops, and people are about after dusk. On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I didn't see last year's people, and my tears wet the sleeves of my spring shirt.

Good poetry! Immediately, someone clapped their hands and shouted, and the person who had just coaxed also shouted, it's good, but how can the little boy have a sweetheart when he is not very old? It was there last year.

It was originally for a pleasure, and no one took such a harmless joke to heart. Jia Changgui brought over the gift, it was a fine brocade, and ordered someone to take off the lantern.

An Gongzi's poems are really good, no wonder he is famous at a young age, and he is worthy of being born in a scholarly family.

Youyi frowned when she heard this, and immediately looked down. It just so happened that the little boy below raised his head, and the familiar and unfamiliar face made Youyi couldn't help but look stunned.

An Jiahe, this man who was entangled with Youyi in his last life! At this moment, when Youyi saw him again, she felt like a bystander. It turned out that he was so sunny and delicate when he was young, less sophisticated, one deep, and one sleek.

Thinking back to her previous life, Youyi felt that she liked him. Although marrying him as a concubine is for glory and wealth, in the final analysis, Youyi has true feelings for him. But not long after her death, An Jiahe accepted a new aunt, and in the next few years, he never stopped. It turns out that those sweet words on the bed, those you and me, are just casual words at the time. Only she takes it seriously, so she will be miserable for a long time after death. You don't have to take what a man says in bed seriously, if he does, he loses!