The new pear orchard is warm and elegant.

Xiao Zhouhou is like an elegant orchid, quietly blooming on the second floor, facing the best position on the stage. She is dressed plainly and unearthly, and there seems to be a flowing affection between her eyebrows.

Li Yu accompanied each other, and the two tasted the water that had just been presented. This is what they have never drunk, the color is elegant, the fragrance is fragrant, and the aftertaste is sweet, according to Zhen Feng, this is also tea, which is given by Amitabha Buddha.

After Zhen Feng saw Xiao Zhouhou, he felt that his eyebrows were familiar, and when he returned to the backstage, he suddenly realized that Xiao Zhouhou's eyebrows and expressions were somewhat similar to Xu Yanhua's.

The location of the lobby on the first floor in front of Li Yu is the position of the prince and his wife, and there are ten separated seats scattered in the back and side corners, which are bought by squeezing their heads.

Many people came for the sake of the face of the official family and the queen of the country, and after seeing the ceremony, they were actually a little impatient, and the chatter with each other revealed the same attitude: What can a new garden have? also delayed himself to watch Xu Yanhua dance and sing!

Although Li Yu thought that Zhen Feng would do something unexpected, he didn't expect that the people behind Zhen Feng would sell invitations in private, and it was really embarrassing that a good and elegant artistic opera was filled with such a strong smell of copper.

Li Yu decided to evaluate the opera strictly, and once it failed to meet psychological expectations, he would severely criticize Zhen Feng, the little rabbit cub, and let him restrain and converge.

Just as the opera was about to start, there was a wave of restlessness in the building.

"What, these actors are actually the concubines of Qin Huaihe?" A fat lady Hedong lion roared, like a fierce beast crying from the quiet forest, but was quickly stopped by his own officials.

Some people who know the inside story are eating preserved fruits and drinking tea and gagged their mouths, and those who dare to shout like this in front of the official family without knowing it can only be a big mallet.

When Li Yu and Xiao Zhouhou heard this, their faces sank slightly, and they glanced at each other and called someone to pass on Zhen Feng.

"Is what the lady said false?"

"When I go back to the official's house, what I said is true."

Li Yu was shocked by Zhen Feng's righteous words without the slightest shame. Although you have been encountered in the Qinglou in private, but at that time, in private, now in the name of watching the play, so many princes, ministers and family members have been recruited, so let's make a face!

"Official, as the saying goes, heroes don't ask where they come from. These are all Qing people, they have no talent to display, and having opera gives them a dignified way to live. If it weren't for the thorns on the road of fate, who would want to walk all over his body? This is a good deed, why not, the grass people saw this, so they did not report to the official family, I believe that the official family will also make such a decision. ”

After Li Yu looked at Xiao Zhou, he nodded helplessly and said, "Let's see how talented they are." ”

On the huge stage, the red curtain fell, and when the flute sounded, the curtain gradually opened from both sides, revealing the curtain of the grass bridge landscape. Two people dressed as scholars stepped on the music of drums and boards and slowly took the stage one after another, and their exquisite appearances instantly attracted many people.

It's just that this kind of speaking and singing is really different from burlesque and singing and dancing, the lyrics are elegant, the lines are tactful, the performance is delicate, and it combines singing, reading, fighting, dancing and martial arts, and it feels very comfortable to watch and listen.

From the beginning of the grass bridge worship, the story setting of women disguised as men has attracted many wives, as if it is an allusion to their impossible life. As the story unfolds, the scenery of the school, the eighteen send-offs, provoked a trace of worry, and then the beautiful life began to merge into the torture of reality, visiting Zhu Xinben, meeting in the garden, and then crying into a butterfly, the plot is beyond everyone's imagination, the emotions are getting stronger and stronger, so thick that they can't be dissolved, and most people are brought to the plot.

Some people sighed, were saddened by the brave struggle between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai and the poignant ending, and hated the ruthlessness of the parents and the insertion of Ma Wencai.

Some people are so angry with Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai's fatherless, motherless, unfilial and unrighteous behavior that they want to take the case, but they feel that the ending is too tragic.

Some people emptied themselves and followed the story wholeheartedly, as if they were Liang Shanbo or Zhu Yingtai, and fought for a sincere love.

Maybe this play will have different voices, but it seems to be tailor-made for Li Yu and Xiao Zhouhou.

The feeling of the two of them was more like the first and the last, Xiao Zhouhou's handkerchief was already soaked, and he involuntarily leaned on Li Yu's shoulder, and Li Yu's thoughts had already flown away. Both of them missed the much-criticized relationship - Li Yu's wife, Xiao Zhouhou's sister, and when Da Zhouhou was seriously ill, the two went on a private date, and then watched the opera in front of them, they seemed to have found the apologetic relief, if love can really come from the heart and transcend life and death, it will also make the best annotation for the relationship between the two of them.

When the curtain fell for the last time, the whole building fell silent, and the occasional choked sound became more and more abrupt.

Just when some of them were angry and indignant about to get up, an elegant and bright musical instrument sounded, pulling everyone back to reality.

The sound came from behind the curtain, but the curtain didn't open again. It's a pure sonic feast. The mellow and timeless, melodious and subtle music, such as crying and complaining, such as resentment, reverberated and reverberate, as if reproducing the story of Liang Zhuhua's butterfly, everyone's minds once again appeared butterflies dancing, mournful and ethereal, leaving a long list of sighs......

At this moment, grief flows backwards.

This is music that no one has ever heard, except for Xu You, Chen Qiao and others at the farewell banquet for Lin Renzhao that night, a small number of people know that it is Zhen Feng's finale, no matter who it is, they are all immersed in it, as if the song and the story have merged into one and reached a new sublimation.

Just when everyone thought it was over, the curtain opened, the stage was lit with candles, and all the musicians came up to the stage to give their respects. At this time, the people who served the tea were the first to applaud, they were also the audience, they also had emotions, and of course, they also arranged applause. In the thunderous applause, some people were driven to applaud, and the atmosphere in the building finally returned to a time when there were tears in their eyes and not too sad.

Those who scoffed at the new pear orchard at the beginning looked at each other and smiled, as if to say, I didn't say anything just now, this "Liang Zhu" is very good, yes, very good.

Li Yu originally wanted to send Zhen Feng to come for questioning, but Xiao Zhouhou insisted on going backstage to have a look, so the two of them came to the back of the stage for the first time. Xu You, Chen Qiao, Xu Kai and other people who are close to Zhen Feng also followed into the backstage.

Qingqi people, who were originally at the bottom of the world and forced to smile, suddenly felt that they had been greatly valued, especially as soon as Xiao Zhouhou said a few words of encouragement, everyone was so excited in the face of the official family and the queen of the country.