This night, Tong Jiashi ordered the Chaoyun Opera Troupe to play in the wind and lotus of the Qu Courtyard, and ordered "The Palace of Eternal Life" and "The Peony Pavilion".

The sky is not yet dark, and the wind and lotus in the courtyard have lit silk lanterns everywhere, illuminating this place as if it were day, and on the stage, the opera musicians and even the miscellaneous ones are constantly busy.

"I heard that this troupe has a top name surnamed Fu, which is very good, but I haven't seen him sing for some years?" Nala led the four-year-old Hongshi to Quyuan Fenghe, followed by Lingxi, who was the same year as Yilan, and asked with a pleasant face after signaling Tong Jia, who had come here early, to get up.

Tong Jiashi smiled slightly, and said as usual: "If you go back to Fujin, it is exact, I have heard it a few times when the concubine was still at home before, and the actor surnamed Fu acted very well, and he was a person who came out of the play." A few years ago, it was said that the old father in the family died of illness, so he guarded the filial piety grave and did not return to the troupe until the filial piety period expired. ”

"It's a dutiful son." Nala nodded slightly, tonight she dressed up carefully, a crimson brocade dress, heavy gold and silver threads embroidered with entangled branches and treasure flowers, interspersed with pearls, exuding a faint chrysanthemum fragrance of black hair coiled into a bun, a set of red gold double phoenix red jade beads in the hair swaying, hanging down a lot of beads, under the bright moon, dazzling. The well-groomed makeup is generous and decent, without a trace of impropriety, showing the elegance of Chang Fujin.

As soon as Nala sat down in the chair in the front row, a maid served tea, and Tong Jiashi took it and tested the temperature of the tea cup before carefully handing it to Nala Clan, "The water temperature is just right, please drink tea." ”

Nala was very satisfied with her courtesy, reached out to take the tea, and just took a sip, he heard Hongshi whisper: "Eniang, can the child want to play for a while?" He stared at the lanterns banished from the water, and had been staring at them since he had come.

As the name suggests, there is lotus and water in the courtyard, but now it has already passed the season of lotus blooming, and there is nowhere to be found, so some lotus lanterns are placed in the water, which is very beautiful, and there are maids holding a boat through the water lanterns.

Liu Mei frowned slightly, and Nala looked at Hongshi who was eager and said softly: "The play is about to start, Hongshi is obedient, sit obediently, okay?" If you like lanterns......" She paused to look at Lingxi and said, "Go get one and play with your brother." ”

"Yes." Lingxi obediently agreed, got up and left, and after a while, he held a delicate and beautiful lantern and handed it to Hongshi. Although Hongshi was not happy, he obediently took the lantern and sat in the chair with his head bowed.

Subsequently, people came one after another, and after a while, the chairs were already full, Yinzhen came with Nian's, and after they were all seated, the play began.

"On the seventh day of the seventh month, in the Hall of Eternal Life, in the middle of the night, no one whispered. In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch. This is a passage at the beginning of "The Palace of Eternal Life", which tells the story of the love between Emperor Tang Ming and Yang Guifei, which can be called indecent and tear-jerking.

From Yang Guifei's life to death, to the Tang Dynasty's prosperity to decline, and after Yang Guifei's death, Emperor Tang Ming's grief for her was all performed in the slightest, and people were attentive to the play, and they were sad and happy because of the play, and even Yinzhen was very fascinated.

Under the stage, the only thing that feels boring is Hongshi, for him who is only four years old, the joys and sorrows of love are too profound to understand.

Tong Jiashi, who was sitting at the bottom of the Nala clan, looked at the man who incarnated as Tang Minghuang on the stage in a daze, although he wore makeup, he could still recognize him at a glance as Fu Congzhi, the man he once thought he loved, and he even did not hesitate to elope before entering the palace as an official woman for him.

But it's a pity that she was finally found by her family in a ruined temple and brought home, and before leaving, she told Fu Congzhi with tears in her eyes that she would wait for herself, and when she left the palace at the age of twenty-five, it was the day they reunited.

used to be an unforgettable love, but now looking back, Tong Jiashi only has one feeling - ridiculous!

The former self was so naïve, he actually thought that love was everything, believing that love is priceless, old and wild, that kind of illusory and elusive thing can fill her stomach and let her enjoy a life of fine clothes and food?

A drama is a drama after all, and it is difficult to get into the elegant hall in his life!

Fortunately, Amma found himself back, and fortunately he came to his senses, clearly realized what was really beneficial to him, and did not continue to be wrong.

Ronghua and power are what she wants to hold on to now, poor and lowly couples mourn everything, if they can't even eat, what kind of love and love can they talk about.

As soon as "The Palace of Eternal Life" ended, everyone applauded, especially the actor who played Emperor Tang Ming, who was affectionate, as if Li Longji had come across the millennium, and Yinzhen also specially ordered the dog to reward the play with five hundred taels of silver.

Until the sound of the silk strings fell, Fu Yuanzhi still couldn't withdraw from the play for a long time, although that love was not tolerated at the time, although Li Longji suppressed the opposition with the emperor's dignity, but this could not hide the rare infatuation between the imperial concubines.

"From now on, remove your makeup later, and go to Xie Lu Xie Yong for a silver reward first!" When Fu Yuanzhi retreated to the back of the stage, the head of the class who was more than half a hundred years old hurriedly came over to urge, firmly holding a silver ticket with a denomination of five hundred taels in his hand, and his mouth was almost grinning behind his ears, complaining that he was open to the money, since Fu Yuanzhi left suddenly a few years ago, the situation of the Chaoyun opera troupe that lost the pillar suddenly took a sharp turn, and the number of people watching the drama suddenly decreased by half, and under the sharp decline in income, it was difficult for the opera troupe to rent a hospital child in Beijing, so it was difficult for the troupe to rent a hospital child in Beijing, so it had to move to the suburbs of Beijing to live, and ran around the field to barely make ends meet.

The head of the class sighed all day long for this matter, thinking that it would be like this in the future, not a few days ago, Fu Congzhi, who had been away for several years, suddenly appeared in front of him, and said that he wanted to return to the opera troupe to sing, this is not the end, only on the second day, the Chaoyun Opera Troupe, which has not been in and out of the mansion of high-ranking officials and nobles for a long time, suddenly received a message from the Yongwang Mansion, ordering them to come to the Old Summer Palace to sing today, and the remuneration is five times that of weekdays, and the only condition is that Fu Congzhi must go.

Although the class owner wondered how the people of Yongwang's Mansion would know that Lu Dao Fu had returned to the troupe, this money was too important to him, and with this money, he could not only pay this year's rent, but also not worry about the silver for a long time, so he came without thinking too much.

As for where Fu Congzhi has gone over the years, the class owner also asked, Fu Congzhi replied that his father died of a sudden illness, he was grief-stricken at the time, and he went back to the funeral without caring about resigning to the class owner, and then kept his filial piety for several years, until now that the filial piety period has expired, he wants to come back and re-stage. The class owner didn't know that Fu Congzhi also had an old father alive, but he said that his parents had already died.

[Author's digression]: I rushed to Beijing today to attend the annual meeting of the tower reading, and I didn't go back until the 21st, so in the past three days, there will be very few updates, and there will be a chapter today, please forgive me, I will try to find more time to code words.