Zhou Heng smiled, "This idea is good, in addition, your background cloth, this has to work hard, let Shopkeeper Li recommend a few painters, he has manpower there."

According to the size of our final stage, the whole picture is drawn into the background with a suitable size cloth, and then decorated in front, so that the scenery from far and near is more layered. ”

Bai Qingyun's eyes lit up, and he quickly found a small notebook to write it down, thought about it and then said:

"We are now rehearsing the sixth volume, I don't know when the follow-up will come out, I hope to see it earlier, so that the theater people can memorize the lyrics earlier, and I can arrange the repertoire."

Zhou Heng looked at Boss Xue, who took out two booklets from his arms and sent them to Bai Qingyun.

"The last two volumes have already been printed, but they have not been released on the market, and I want to show you them first."

Bai Qingyun hurriedly opened it and opened it, of course, mainly to watch the finale, and seeing that the two of them were both monks in the end, Bai Qingyun let out a long breath.

"Fortunately, it's okay, I thought that these two were going to be martyred, or Li Xiangjun died tragically, it's good to be alive in such troubled times, at least it's a sustenance in my heart."

Tears flowed down his eyes as he spoke, and Zhou Heng was a little stunned when he saw Qingyun crying for a while.

Obviously, she has been infected by Li Xiangjun, such a strong woman, she can do such a vigorous thing without fear of the powerful, which is really admirable, but the creation makes people have lovers and do not end up as dependents, and I feel sorry for the two of them.

But coaxing, this is not what Zhou Heng is good at, he was a little overwhelmed for a while, he touched his body around, and he didn't find anything like a handkerchief.

"Qingyun, don't be too sad, it's just a story."

Bai Qingyun shook his head vigorously, "This is not just a story, Li Xiangjun and Hou Fangyu's lives, the rise and fall of the family, so embarrassing, how can it be just a story." ”

Zhou Heng blinked, obviously she couldn't get out of that emotion, how could this be done?

After thinking about it, Zhou Heng raised his hand and pushed the lid of the teacup to the ground, and with a crisp sound, the lid of the cup shattered into several pieces.

Such a movement interrupted Qingyun's crying, she quickly got up and walked in front of Zhou Heng, looked Zhou Heng up and down, especially his hand, and asked with great concern:

"You're hot?"

Boss Xue pursed his lips, and he could see Zhou Heng's action of throwing the lid of the cup clearly, but it could make Bai Qingyun stop crying, and Boss Xue didn't expose him.

"It's okay, I just slipped my hand and the lid of the cup fell off, by the way, didn't you compose the previous poems, can you sing them for us?"

Bai Qingyun held the handkerchief, wiped the tears on her cheeks, and shook her head slightly.

"Where do I have this ability, it's the song that Dr. Zhou played in the car, I just asked them to change the poems in the back, but this style can be exchanged for any seven unique poems."

Zhou Heng realized, "Well, that's fine, this song is now a household name in the capital, so it will also be helpful for your future performances, but you have chosen the opposite role?" ”

Bai Qingyun stirred the veil, and his face was a little crimson.

"It's been chosen, it's just that Ruan Dacheng was originally a eunuch in the inner palace, I only know that the eunuch in the inner palace speaks in a sharp tone, but I haven't seen it, so I feel awkward no matter how I rehearse."

When Boss Xue heard this, he grinned.

"Just ask me, I've seen eunuchs, that is, the skin is similar to that of a woman, very white and delicate, no beard, the tone is not blindly sharp, but the tail note likes to be elongated, and the voice is not as rough as ours."

Bai Qingyun covered her mouth and smiled, stretched out her hand on the peach blossom fan, and looked at Zhou Heng.

"I don't know if there are real people in the characters in this book?"

Zhou Heng paused, he didn't know how to answer for a while, he couldn't say that this story was the story of the world he lived in.

"This is indeed a true story, but it is not this dynasty, so I used the illusory Ming Dynasty instead, as for the detailed characters and names, I still can't say, after all, the real stories are cruel, how many people can really fight against fate, put aside secular concepts for love?"

Bai Qingyun stood up tremblingly, stared at Zhou Heng with round eyes.

"Are you saying that the ending of this story was changed by Dr. Zhou, and it wasn't originally like that?"

Zhou Heng nodded, "The front is all true, after Hou Fangyu was released from prison, he found Li Xiangjun in Baiyun Nunnery, and the two returned to Shangqiu's hometown, Li Xiangjun hid his life experience incognito, changed his surname to Wu and became Hou Fangyu's concubine."

After a year of happy days, Hou Fangyu was worried about the East Window incident, and went to Nanjing, wanting to cover up Li Xiangjun's identity, during this period, the Hou Mansion knew that Li Xiangjun was a prostitute, and Hou's father swept Li Xiangjun out of the house.

At that time, she was pregnant, waiting for her mother and wife to intercede, and she was placed in a Zhuangzi, and when Hou Fangyu came back, Li Xiangjun was already worried about becoming terminally ill, although she was taken back to the Hou Mansion, but she died in a few days.

After the change of dynasty, Hou Fangyu participated in the imperial examination again, and was ridiculed by the world. Although he was an official, he also had no ambition, and he resigned at the age of 35 to write a collection of poems, and died of depression two years later. ”

Bai Qingyun opened her mouth slightly and looked at Zhou Heng, the original poignant and hopeful love really seemed to be so fragile, although the two got married, they were incognito and not accepted by the world, Hou Fangyu was responsible for her.

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Qingyun sighed, got up and saluted Zhou Heng solemnly.

"Thank you Dr. Zhou for letting them get a happy ending in the book, after listening to the true story, I suddenly felt that this ending was the best, and I originally had to bear too much, which is not something Li Xiangjun can change."

Zhou Heng nodded, "I'm telling you this, just to let you know, whether we write a script or arrange a play, it all makes people hold hope, maybe the reality is not so perfect, but as long as the hope is still there, everything is rushing." ”

Bai Qingyun got up, looked at Zhou Heng and nodded vigorously.

"I understand Dr. Zhou's intentions, if possible, when Manjusri Pavilion recruits people, can I follow along, I want to re-select a few people."

Zhou Heng spread his hands, "What's wrong with this, follow us back in a while, live in the house first, let them rehearse here first, as for the set, you just go to see the painter, only by communicating carefully, he can better complete the painting." ”

Bai Qingyun thought about it and patted the small book in his hand.

"Okay, the size of the stage of each scene in the theater is here, I'll arrange it, let's go."

Saying that, he got up and went out, Boss Xue came over and touched Zhou Heng's arm.

"Xiu'er cried, I didn't see you so nervous, it seems that Miss Qingyun is still different in your heart."

Zhou Heng raised his head and pushed away Boss Xue's arm.

"Xiu'er is my sister-in-law, don't always speculate about my intentions, Qingyun just saw Li Xiangjun and thought of herself, so it was difficult for her to come out of the story, if I am not comforted, do I see her immersed in that emotion?

Besides, although I'm not in a hurry, the Queen Mother and these people who read the script, all of them are not in a hurry to watch this play, and the theater will be built in half a month, if the repertoire here is not well arranged, the pressure will be even greater, what do you let Qingyun do? ”

Boss Xue raised his hands high and hurriedly said to forgive, none of these big hats could he bear.

"I was wrong, don't say okay, go back to the capital, I will send Miss Qingyun to Wenshu Pavilion, she will choose someone to make background paintings, I will settle the accounts, it is time to send the next volume, it is estimated that there will be a lot of silver in this settlement."

Hearing the silver, Zhou Heng felt a little more comfortable.

"How much money did you make in this book and a collection of poems?"

Boss Xue folded his fingers and calculated, "We have three thousand six hundred taels, and it rises a little bit every half month, if the eight volumes are released, I estimate that there is no problem with five thousand taels." ”

Zhou Heng nodded, "Well, the theater's income must be more than this." ”

Boss Xue's eyes widened, and his fingers trembled.

"What, there can be more theaters than that?"