The Xun clan is a wealthy family in Yingchuan County, and its reputation is ranked first in the Han Dynasty. The children of the clan have been officials for generations, and they have been passed on to Xun Shu's generation, that is, Xun Yu's grandfather's generation, and they have raised eight excellent sons, known as Eight Dragons.

With such a wealthy family coming, Luan Yi is naturally happy to get acquainted. For this reason, Luan Yi closed the store a day in advance, and carefully cleaned the Qifeng Pavilion from head to toe. Curtains, carpets, tablecloths, wash and change. The phoenix pavilion will be renewed.

In terms of the program, Luan Yi also spent a lot of brains. There are many eunuchs in the Xun family, and some satirical dramas of the government and the opposition must not be played. The song sung by the singer must be tactful and elegant, and the story of the drama is ...... It's better not to talk about "Strange Tales". But let's not talk about fasting, what should we talk about! The Xun family is a traditional scholar, and for this part, they all have a little bit of cynicism and sympathy for the weak in their bones.

Thinking of this, Luan Yi immediately instructed Xi Zhicai to tell the story of "The Little Girl Who Sold Firewood" in the evening.

Xiao Wu and Xiao Bai are the two talents that Luan Yi discovered from the team. is a thief and loves storytelling, so Luan Yi trained the two to become the first generation of cross talk actors, known as the Wubai group. Spread out evenly, it is two two hundred and five. He summoned the two of them and instructed: "At the Xun family banquet tomorrow, don't tell meat jokes, in case it arouses people's disgust, it will not be good." When the time comes, just talk about something positive, uplifting, and humorous, as long as it's not vulgar. For example, "Teasing You" or something! As for the meat jokes, the county order Ding old lady likes that thing, and when his old man comes, and there are no other distinguished guests, I will talk about that. ”

Xiao Wu and Xiao Bai nodded to show that they understood.

The next day, Luan Yi rushed to greet him at the door early before the appointed time, and Guo Jia and others greeted the shopkeeper and the little servants in the store.

After half a pillar of incense, I saw that the town in the distance was dusty, and a large group of carriages and horses came, and there were more than ten cars in detail. The carriage and horses are surrounded by majestic families, and it is obvious that they also shoulder the task of some bodyguards. The driver Ding did not stop calling, and the scene was quite spectacular.

But in a moment, the convoy came to the front of Qifeng Pavilion, and the driver jumped out of the car and bent down. One by one, the Xun family members dressed in gorgeous costumes walked out like this.

There were about 30 members of the Xun family who attended the family banquet, including men and women. Xun Yu and Xun Yu are also among them.

Luan Yi and the others saluted in unison, "Welcome", which startled them, and immediately showed a little flattery after covering their mouths.

Entering through the door, the scene in the Qifeng Pavilion entered the eyes of everyone. The elegant setting has attracted praise from time to time.

Shi Shiran sat down, and the dishes began. The servants shuttled through the courtyard, announcing the name of the dish in loud syllables, "Come on!" Mix three wires and stack them...... A portion of the palace fried chicken. The standard Luoyang official dialect rises and falls in the courtyard, with a unique charm and indescribable liveliness.

"This man, which fish did you choose?" This is someone who went to the ditch to choose fish. "Okay, that's it, villain, and I'll catch you."

Before the banquet, the head of the family made a speech, which is an unchanging tradition of the Chinese nation for thousands of years. I saw that an old man at the first table in front of the courtyard was talking endlessly, and the content was nothing more than the prosperity of the family, everything went well, and everything went well.

A boring speech makes people drowsy. However, through the old man's words and eyes, Luan Yi gradually learned the names of several people who came, such as Xun Yu's father Xun Sui, and then the famous Xun Shuang.

Xun Shuang showed his talent when he was young. In the ninth year of Yanxi (166), Taichang Zhao Dian raised Xun Shuang to filial piety, worshiped Langzhong, and after taking countermeasures, he abandoned the official and left. Dare to fry the court squid, which shows this person's cow.

Luan Yi unconsciously fixed his gaze on him. He is tall, his appearance is elegant and handsome with the characteristics of the Xun family, a silk robe is worn on him indescribably decent, and the jade belt is wrapped around him with a strong graceful atmosphere. As if sensing that someone was looking at him, he turned his head slightly to the side, found Luan Yi, and nodded to Luan Yi very kindly. Luan Yi smiled back.

After the head of the family finished speaking, everyone raised their lamps to moisten their throats. After a glass of wine, with a burst of gongs, the singer and the music class took the stage to perform.

It stands to reason that such clichés are not in the eyes of the Xun family, but perhaps it is the environment, or something else, that the diners listen to it with relish.

Sing a few songs! Xiao Wu made a grand debut, and a stand-up comedy "Teasing You" made everyone laugh and leaned back. Then he joined forces with Xiaobai, and said several paragraphs in succession, laughing constantly, and Qifeng Pavilion fell into a sea of joy.

After the cross talk is over, it's time for the finale to be staged. The music class took the stage again, and the mournful rhythm slowly opened. Xi Zhicai stepped like a thousand pounds, stood in the center of the stage heavily, shook his sleeves, and started a deep tone. The content of the story is basically as follows: On a cold Chinese New Year's Eve night, a thinly dressed little girl walks down the street carrying a large bundle of firewood. looked around for the main family that bought firewood, but knocked more than a dozen households, but none of them had the idea of buying. Before leaving, the girl's father told her not to go home if she didn't sell the firewood. The girl looked at the bundles of firewood, and her heart was very sour. She was so tired, hungry, and cold that she decided to rest on the steps outside the mansion. The cold wind blew hard, and the little girl's feet and cheeks were purple from the cold. She couldn't stand the cold, so she lit a stick of wood to keep warm...... She fell asleep and dreamed of a table full of delicious Chinese New Year's Eve dinners. The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was more sumptuous than that of many rich and noble families, and she was about to eat it, but she was awakened by freezing. She lit another stick of wood and fell asleep again...... This time she dreamed of beautiful clothes, more beautiful than those sold in the silk village, and she was about to wear them on her body, but she woke up from the cold. So, she lit another stick of firewood, and this time she dreamed of a loving grandmother, and she threw herself into her grandmother's arms, and moistened herself with her grandmother's warm bosom, and she fell into a deep sleep, fell asleep!

The adapted "The Little Girl Who Sold Firewood" came to an abrupt end here, leaving the ending for everyone to reminisce.

Xi Zhicai's penetrating words and colorful narration brought people to that cold winter night. Coupled with music rendering, the sense of immersion arises spontaneously. The sad atmosphere began to permeate the courtyard, forcing out the tears of women and children, and even crying.

The men present are relatively calm and steady, although they are also sad, but they are more through the story to taste the connotation. They knew what Luan Yi was talking about and wanted to say, but in the stupid era of the Eastern Han Dynasty, they really didn't know what to say!

Applause erupted. It is dedicated not only to the drama Zhicai who tells the story, but also to Luan Yi who writes the story.

Luan Yi and Xi Zhicai bowed down to thank them. In the midst of the applause crowd during the salute, Luan Yi unconsciously moved his gaze to Xun Shuang again, just opposite Xun Shuang's eyes. Xun Shuang smiled, and Chong Luan Yi nodded again and again.

Luan Yi bowed again.

After the show, the banquet continued, and there was a great tendency to not get drunk and not return. Luan Yi and the brothers hid in the corner as always, eating melon seeds while reading by candlelight.

When he entered the trance, he saw a figure leaning towards him. Luan Yi hurriedly put down the scroll and beckoned Guo Jia to get up and salute, "Brother Xun Yu, Brother Gongda." Is the food delicious? "The person who came turned out to be Uncle Xun Yu's nephew.

"Very good!" Don't look at Xun Yu's age is younger than Xun Yu, but he is the other party's uncle, so he has more right to speak. "The story of the virtuous brother is better written!" Xun Yu is four years old, so he is called a virtuous brother.

Luan Yi responded modestly, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." The graffiti work is not elegant. ”

"Virtuous brother must not be too humble. It's good, indeed. Xun Yu showed a worried look, and then said: "Yu saw the big man in the story. ”

Luan Yi secretly thought, I just made up this story to satirize the big man, it would be strange if I couldn't find the shadow of the big man. He showed a sad expression and said: "I hope from the bottom of my heart, "The Little Girl Who Sold Firewood" is just a story. ”

Xun Yu nodded thoughtfully. "Grandfather spoke just now, and in the future, the Xun family will give porridge regularly on the first and fifteenth days of the new year. In this regard, the virtuous brother has made great contributions. ”

Luan Yi smiled, "It's better to give it a fish than to give it a fish!" Only when every family has a field and everyone has a job, will there really be no little match girl in this world! ”

"Huh?" Following behind, Xun You's shoulders shook violently, and he kept repeating in a low voice, "It's better to give it a fish than to give it a fish?" It is better to give it a fish than to give it a fish! ”

Guo Jia interjected and said dejectedly: "'Every family has a field to plant, and everyone has a job' is not easy to talk about, it is impossible at all." ”

Luan Yi sighed. It is indeed not easy, and prosperity has not been achieved in the 21st century, let alone the cannibalistic Eastern Han Dynasty and the upcoming Three Kingdoms. "But...... People always have to pursue something, and scholars should be even more so. Isn't it? ”

With the pursuit of "every family has a field to plant, everyone has a job"?

Xun Yu's eyes lit up, and in a trance, he felt that a bright light flashed in his empty heart.

A few people chatted for a while. Xun Yu asked again, "Brother Xian, does Qifeng Pavilion tell stories every day?" ”

Luan Yi nodded yes.

"It's a pity!" Xun Yu regretted: "Yu's family education is strict, and my father is not allowed to walk back and forth after school, I can't appreciate the wonderful story, and I have never heard the previous story." It's a pity. ”

Luan Yi laughed, "Brother, don't sigh. I have written down the previous stories in pen and ink, and my brother can use them to read for fun. Or, I am studying in the same college, although the classes are not far apart, you can take advantage of the gap to find the drama brother, so that he will listen to you. After speaking, Luan Yi called Luan Fu and asked Luan Fu to move the stories of Liaozhai that he had written before to Xun Yu's car.

Xun Yu was very grateful, extremely excited, and treated Luan Yi and everyone more and more modestly, and had the intention of seeing each other late.

There is no feast in the world. After drinking until late at night, the Xun family decided to say goodbye and walked out of the door.

When saying goodbye, Xun Shuang deliberately passed by Luan Yi's side, patted him on the shoulder, and left a sentence: "Jun's talent is far better than me." ”

Luan Yi was ecstatic when he heard this. You must know that in this era when there are no newspapers and television, the evaluation of scholars is equivalent to public opinion propaganda, and the praise of celebrities and scholars is especially so. If it continues to spread so widely, it is difficult for me not to be famous.

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