"Don't, don't!" Su Xiaoliu looked at the Fucha clan in the distance and was about to vomit into the big wooden barrel in an instant, and his heart was already hanging in his throat. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

[Netizen]: Alas, kill an old Fujin halfway!

[Netizen]: Oh my God, I really vomited out!

[Netizen]: I'll go for it, let's play mosaic, it's disgusting!

[Netizen]: Don't look at it, Xiaoliu! Move the camera around, it's disgusting!

[Netizen]: Forget it, Xiaoliu, I'll let the kitchen make you another bucket later!

[Netizen]: Pat it, poor little six!

[Netizen]: Huh? The maid who patted Lao Fujin on the back seems to be quite good-looking, and her skin is so white!

[Netizen]: Upstairs is really wonderful!

[Netizen]: I'm thinking, did this old Fujin go to drink just now? Why do you vomit so much? I don't even vomit for a minute without panting!

[Netizen]: I'll rub! What a quirk upstairs!

[Netizen]: It's disgusting, you!

[Netizen]: Spit out!

[Netizen]: Spit out!

[Netizen]: You pay me for the keyboard! The newly bought mechanical keyboard!

[Netizen]: I have a question upstairs, did you type after spitting on the keyboard?

[Netizen]:......

"Ahh I've waited so long just to get a bite to eat, why! Why? ”

At this time, the chief administrator of Prince Zheng's mansion led several white-bearded elders and a group of errand servants to come over, and he asked the eunuchs and maids to help their respective masters up, and then gave an explanation, and asked them to send Fu Jin and the princes back to the various dormitories, and serve them to take off red clothes, change clothes, and arrange hair accessories.

On the other hand, the chief manager also sent people to send away the guests Wang Yicheng of Danjun County, Princess Yueling of Shouen, Wang Chunshan of Shuncheng County, Dorobel Miansi, as well as Zhang Sanlu, Zhu Shaowen, Shen Chunhe and others respectively.

Before leaving, Yue Ling glanced at Su Xiaoliu from a distance, and asked the king of Xuanjun beside him, "How long will the funeral of King Zheng's Mansion last?" ”

The king of the county thought for a while and replied, "Dai filial piety for three months, and filial piety for twenty-seven months." ”

"So long?" Yueling originally thought that Su Xiaoliu would be able to come to her place on an errand in a few days, but she didn't expect Dai Xiao to take three months, and she also understood that Su Xiaoliu would definitely have to guard the spirit in the palace during this period, so she stomped her feet and pouted, and said to the king of Xuanjun very dissatisfied, "Didn't you say that you would tell the Queen Mother in two days to let him come to me on an errand, why did it take another three months, another twenty-seven months?" ”

"My princess," King Xuanjun really couldn't do anything with this sister, "wasn't Prince Zheng still alive at that time?" Now that Amma is dead, what can I do? Can I pull Prince Zheng up and say, 'Don't die yet?' ”

"Ah," Yue Ling laughed, and hurriedly covered it with her hand, she knew that this sad occasion must not be rude, "Okay, okay, this princess will not cure you for the time being!" ”

"Hmph," said the king unconvinced, "what am I guilty of?" You little girl still put such a big score! ”

"Lying to the emperor is called bullying the king," Yue Ling rolled her eyes and quipped, "You deceived me, you are deceiving the princess, this crime will be put aside for the time being, but this princess will turn around and ask you to make a contribution!" ”

The king of the county ignored her, just pulled her and followed them out of the palace.

When Zhang Sanlu and the others were leaving, they made a special trip to express their condolences to Su Xiaoliu, and Zhang Sanlu said to him earnestly: "Gentlemen, now that you have entered the palace, it is not as good as in the past, you must be cautious everywhere!" ”

"Yes," Zhu Shaowen also reminded, "There are many Fujin in this palace, as the saying goes, 'three women in one play', now there are eight Fujin in this palace, you have eight more mothers this time, my God, there are three plays for one mother, you have to listen!" Think about it, if "The Lost Street Pavilion", "The Empty City Plan", and "Cutting the Horse" are sung next to each other, you can still listen to them, but if you set up three stages to sing at the same time, can you listen to them? [Note (1)]

Shen Chunhe was also about to mix two sentences, but was interjected by Zhang Sanlu.

"That's right," Zhang Sanlu felt that there were a few important words that he still had to explain, so he hurriedly grabbed the conversation, "I can see now that the eight Fujin in this palace have their own abacus. The biggest concubine Fujin is clearly not going to get along with you, you must be careful! However, when you said cross talk, I observed these eight Fujin carefully on the side, and I think that the side Fujin surnamed Hu Jia may have a good impression of you, because when you throw off the burden, she is happy like a real one, and the rest are fake fun! Also, you have to pay more attention to this brother, in this big family, the elder brother is the father, you don't have anything to do with the third master, you can't smash your head into the tank! ”

"My master is talking from the heart of pulling out all the intestines," Shen Chunhe finally had a chance to say a few words, "During the mourning period of this palace, you can't tell jokes or wear red, you have to pay attention to this." Let's talk about cross talk, what about you, you don't always say cross talk according to words, this time, don't shake the burden when you have nothing to do, I think you should learn from those who are officials in the court now, 'kowtow more, talk less'! In this way, you can be kept safe! ”

"I see," Zhu Shaowen nodded, "From now on, you will kowtow more and stop talking." Because if you don't speak, you'll be fine! ”

"Then," Su Xiaoliu blinked his eyes and asked, "Can I say one more now?" ”

"Oh?" Zhang Sanlu looked left and right, and said mysteriously, "While no one is around at this moment, what else do you have to ask?" ”

"I just want to ask," Su Xiaoliu scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment, "How can we divide the five hundred taels of silver?" ”

"Whew!" Shen Chunhe wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, he pointed to the big red envelope that Su Xiaoliu was holding in his hand, "You have the title deed here, you have a silver ticket, and you are still worried about the five hundred taels of silver?" ”

"That's right, Sixth Master," Zhu Shaowen also came over to help, "We all hold you as the son of the world, according to the jargon of the emperor and general in the commentary, this is called 'supporting the merit', if you don't reward us for something, forget it, why do you still care about that little bit of silver?" ”

[Netizen]: Haha, the ancestors of this cross talk also love money!

[Netizen]: When it comes to dividing money, Master Zu's expression will also change!

[Netizen]: However, Xiaoliu has already taken a big advantage, so why bother to share the money with them?

[Netizen]: Look at the clothes the three of them wear are not very good, it seems that they are usually quite poor, Xiaoliu will give the silver to others!

[Netizen]: That's it, people are grandmasters, you give money to others, how do you mix in the cross talk industry when you turn around?

[Netizen]: Don't you see that they are joking? When these people talk about cross talk, seven points are false and three points are true!

"Gentlemen, don't worry!" Zhang Sanlu laughed softly, "The two of them are teasing you, let's say that there are rules for cross talk, today's cross talk, you are the protagonist, and we are all for you." According to the rules, this reward is given to you by the prince, and it is all up to you to decide, and you can divide it however you say! The same is true for our usual church meetings, and the head of the church has the final say! [Note (2)]

"Yes," Zhu Shaowen also said solemnly, "My master is right. Today's cross talk is thrilling and watery, the old prince is all up to you, we didn't sell any strength, and we were embarrassed to take this reward! ”

"No, no," they were polite, but Su Xiaoliu was embarrassed, "I didn't mean that." The three of you are old-timers of cross talk, without you inventing this cross talk, I wouldn't have been able to eat this meal, would I? However, to be honest, I didn't eat anything with cross talk! ”

"That's not it," Shen Chunhe echoed, "I said that cross talk is not less hungry!" ”

"That's what I mean," Su Xiaoliu looked at the three of them, "The three of you take away the five hundred taels of silver, take in more apprentices, and carry forward the cross talk." Also, the most important point is that you have recorded all the cross talk you have said and engraved it into a book, so that it can be passed on. Otherwise, if you want to learn cross talk in the future, you can't find your cross talk book, so you can't be in a hurry! It is said that there are thousands of paragraphs of traditional cross talk, but when it is transmitted, there are only 100 paragraphs that can be seen, and many of them are lost, do you say it's a pity? ”

[Netizen]: Okay! Su Xiaoliu finally said something meaningful!

[Netizen]: Indeed, in the past, cross talk was passed down orally from master to apprentice, and many jokes were lost.

[Netizen]: I remember where I saw it, the cross talk of the early "Qingmen" didn't accept many apprentices, so many "Wen" books have not been handed down, it's a pity!

[Netizen]: What does "clear the door" mean? What does "Wenyi" mean?

[Netizen]: The early cross talk is divided into "Qingmen" and "Hunmen", Qingmen probably refers to the sect composed of ticket friends who like cross talk among the children of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, they do not aim to make money, but perform for the sake of excitement at the party. "Wenyi" is the meaning of elegant words and bookish atmosphere.

[Netizen]: What about "Hunmen"? Is it a cross talk that specializes in meat jokes?

[Netizen]: No, "Hunmen" is our common cross talk for the purpose of performing on the ground and making money. However, after the fall of the Qing Dynasty, "Qingmen" and "Hunmen" merged, and then there was the prosperity of cross talk during the Republic of China.

[Netizen]: This means that Su Xiaoliu has now transformed into a son, and it is possible to carry forward the cross talk of "Qingmen"?

[Netizen]: Just Su Xiaoliu? , pee, fart, meat jokes don't leave the mouth, but what about the text?

[Netizen]: I also express my doubts!

"Oops!" Su Xiaoliu's words moved Zhang Sanlu, he is old, and he has always wanted to recruit disciples to inherit his own art, but the low status of artists makes many talented people unwilling to engage in this industry, so the cross talk door has not been prosperous, which is the saddest thing for him. At this time, when I heard Su Xiaoliu's words, I couldn't help but burst into tears, "I didn't expect you to be so attentive to the inheritance of cross talk at such a young age!" Although the cross talk is not very good, this heart is really sincere! ”

"Hey," Su Xiaoliu was stunned, "What do you mean that cross talk is not very good?" The money is given to you, and you don't say a word of flattery. ”

"Gotcha, slap the horse's hooves!" Zhang Sanlu wiped away his tears with a smile, stood up and patted his chest, "Then I thank our sixth master on behalf of the disciples of cross talk!" The five hundred taels of silver, Shaowen and I, Chun and they will accept it, and promise that all of it will be used for cross talk, if one of them is used elsewhere, the sky will be ......."

"Master, don't swear yet!" Shen Chunhe hurriedly stopped him, "Didn't we just say that we went to Jufu Building to eat roast duck?" If we don't get out of these five hundred taels of silver, we can't make up so much money? ”

"That's right, Master," Zhu Shaowen also said, "Don't talk to death, I'm still going to get this silver and change to a new outfit!" Why did you swear by it when you were excited? If it's really thundering at this moment, can we still eat this roast duck? ”

"See?" Zhang Sanlu pointed at Zhu and Shen, and smiled at Su Xiaoliu, "In this cross talk line, from the beginning of beating me here, this master and apprentice are not the same heart!" ”

[Netizen]: This grandfather's prophecy is very accurate!

[Netizen]: Haha, it turns out that what happened in the cross talk circle in those years, this patriarch has already predicted!

[Netizen]: I think the three of them have high emotional intelligence, and they can laugh at themselves in everything!

[Netizen]: Five hundred taels in the Qing Dynasty, it should be a large amount, I think it shouldn't be a problem if a cross talk group is established.

[Netizen]: Hasn't anyone calculated it before, it's about 500,000 now, I'm afraid the registered capital is not enough now!

[Netizen]: Can you buy a mansion in the Qing Dynasty with five hundred taels?

[Netizen]: In ancient times, it also looked at the location, okay? 500,000 yuan is not enough for a down payment! It's enough to choke in the Qing Dynasty!

[Netizen]: If you accept apprentices to teach, it should be a lot, like they usually can only collect a bunch of copper coins for a performance on the flyover.

[Netizen]: Zhang Sanlu first performed in "Qingmen", and he should have had a family background before!

[Netizen]: Anyway, Su Xiaoliu is also the earliest cross talk investor!

"Huh?" Zhang Sanlu looked down at Su Xiaoliu, and saw that he suddenly burst into tears again, and hurriedly asked, "Master, what did you say, why are you crying again?" ”

"I, I," Su Xiaoliu suddenly hugged Zhang Sanlu's leg and cried loudly, "I also want to eat roast duck, can you take me with me!" I'm so hungry! ”

[Note (1)]: "The Lost Street Pavilion", "The Empty City Strategy", and "Cutting the Horse" are the traditional repertoire of Peking Opera, because they are stories with interconnected plots, so they are often performed continuously as a series of stage plays, collectively known as "Lost Space Chop".

[Note (2)]: The church meeting refers to the ancient times when the officials and wealthy families invited the actors to perform at home on the occasion of the birthday banquet and other red events, and the hall meeting in the Qing Dynasty was dominated by Peking Opera and Kunqu Opera, and there were often juggling and quyi performances.