Chapter 716: Listening to the Drama in Micro Clothes Something sudden
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Listening to the opera or in the teahouse, or in the hall meeting, or in the temple fair to worship the gods, the people of Jingshi rarely thought that they could go to a special place to listen to the play. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The operas of this era were all written by literati, and there were many allusions in the lyrics, and a certain amount of cultural literacy was also required to understand them, but the opera lyrics performed by the Zhongjun Theater were all vernacular, but they were slightly changed for the sake of rhyme.
Mythological stories, talented and beautiful women, this is the main content of the opera of this era, although the people love to watch it, but it is detached from life, it is not moving, far less shocking than Dou E's injustice in the Yuan Dynasty, and what Zhongjun Theater performs is changed from real events, everyone has heard of it, but it is not very detailed about things.
Sitting in one place, having tea and snacks, singing on stage, and the people around are specially to watch the play, not to drink tea and talk about things, this is another fun.
It is true that restaurants and green buildings have more tricks, but they also cost more, and in the theater, you don't need too much money to live happily for a few hours or even a day.
In this era, in a metropolis such as Jingshi, there was already a considerable class of wealthy citizens, but they did not have any place to consume entertainment, and the emergence of the theater just met their needs.
With these points, it is difficult for Zhongjun Theater not to be prosperous.
In fact, there are ordinary people who are willing to watch it, like to watch, three days after the free performance of the Zhongjun Theater, the entire Beijing division was a sensation, literati, officials and nobles all came, wanting to see how good and good the "Prodigal Son" that has been famous in Beijing is good-looking, not to mention these people, even the eunuchs in the palace came in groups.
There are many people who come, but there are four performances a day, and each show only sells 300 sitting signs, 100 standing signs, there are really people who come here to line up before dawn, small people and small households come by themselves, high-ranking families, and rich and noble people let people line up to buy brands. But even so, there are more monks and less porridge, and there are still people who have to wait, there are many powerful figures in the Beijing Division, listening to operas and singing, and it is a fashion to raise an opera troupe at home, so some people are impatient, thinking that with my status, do I have to go to the queue with the people.
I was going to send someone to ask the troupe to come to the house to sing a church, if it was really good, it would be a big deal to buy the troupe and sing it for myself.
Sent someone over to ask, but the troupe of the Zhongjun Theater didn't come out of the church, just sang in the theater, and the person who asked was immediately furious, thinking that this was not a shameless face, and just scolded two ugly sentences, a brocade-clothed guard came over to ask with a cold face, and as soon as he went out to ask, the backer behind this side turned out to be Wang Tong, and he didn't dare to say more, so he went back obediently.
"The Prodigal Son" has been sung for half a month, and more and more people come to listen to it, but those troupes that have been raised by wealthy families have also learned to be ** not far from ten, and I don't know who is the first time to stage this "Prodigal Son" when they are feasting guests, and the singing skills are naturally better than those of Zhongjun Theater.
I thought that the limelight of Zhongjun Theater was about to pass, but I didn't expect that in early September, there was a new play coming out from Zhongjun Theater, and in addition to the two daily performances of "The Prodigal Son", a new play was added, called "Shengjun Xing".
For example, there is a special seat on the second floor, and there is a beaded curtain hanging down, even if the people below look up and can't see who is sitting on the second floor, the audience has also changed.
In the past, they were all ordinary people, but now there are more children of rich and noble families and eunuchs in the palace, ordinary people, rich children, eunuchs in the palace, this crowd that has no intersection at all on weekdays, but they all sit on the first floor in order to watch the play, cheering and scolding at the same time.
At the beginning of September, this play called "Shengjun Xing" is about a certain son of heaven who paid a private visit, but saw a certain son of Shangshu robbing the people's daughter, the son of heaven saw righteousness and bravery, and the personal guard of Jinyi Wei and the son of Shangshu fought wits and courage, and also found out that the son of Shangshu colluded with the demons of the Sanyang Sect, and the story of Shangshu being greedy and treacherous, and finally the Son of Heaven revealed his identity and justice was served.
The play was performed in the afternoon, and there were dozens of free eunuchs watching in the venue, such a joke of a private interview with a big man, whether it was true or not, everyone was watching the eyebrows and dancing, and when he arrived on the stage, he sang a sentence of applause from the audience, and the copper coins and silver were sprinkled forward as if they were throwing sand and stones.
But the face of the eunuch watching the play changed, this kind of play is really rebellious, and when he saw that a young eunuch was about to stand up and scold him at the end, he stood up and was dragged down by an older eunuch beside him.
"Lao Zhou, you drag me to do something, don't shout again, you really want to make trouble, we won't be able to get out of the relationship in the future!"
"Your eyes were eaten by dogs, and when you came in, you didn't see Zhang Zhangsi of Qianqing Palace waiting downstairs, the big guys saw it, just you are blind, watch your play honestly!!"
As soon as he heard this, a cold sweat immediately oozed from the back of the eunuch who stood up, the errand boy in the Qianqing Palace was almost the same as the errand of the celebrant and the eunuch, they were all at the top of the official rank, that was the place where the emperor lived and dealt with political affairs, and the head of the place there did not come to see the play, but waited downstairs, could it be that there was on the second floor.
Just about to turn his head, he was grabbed by the eunuch behind him again, and scolded viciously: "You don't want your head anymore, don't throw the scattered things in your purse on the stage, and cheer!" ”
The eunuch who was at a loss reacted at this time, and hurriedly took off the purse around his waist, brought out all the copper coins and scattered silver inside, and then threw them on the stage.
The second floor is facing the best position of the stage, now a play of money to one or two silver, a day is to five taels, although there are exquisite snacks, good tea, but the price is still shocking, but even so, this position is also everyone is competing for, five taels of silver is a lot of money for small people, for the wealthy is nothing.
But today, there is only one guest in the box on the second floor, and among the guests, only one person is sitting, and the rest of the people are standing there, including the legendary backstage of this theater, Jinyiwei commands Tongzhi Wang Tong.
The following play is coming to an end, and everyone is singing in unison on the stage to praise the Son of Heaven and make decisions for the people, because the plot is attracting, the lyrics and tunes are peaceful and easy to understand, and everyone sings and harmonizes.
Although Emperor Wanli looked at the stage intently, Zhang Cheng and Wang Tong, who were standing next to him, could see Emperor Wanli's eyebrows fluttering.
Of course, this holy monarch line is based on the story of the conflict between a cadre and Wang Shangshu's son, saving Zhang Hongying, if it wasn't for the people from Dongchang to arrive, Emperor Wanli and Wang Tong and others would have suffered a big loss, but what was staged on the stage was the wisdom of the Son of Heaven. The plot is familiar again, and it is a praise for his own speechlessness, how is Emperor Wanli unhappy, the curtain on the stage slowly falls, which is also one of the brightest in the theater.
The applause from the audience was continuous, and Emperor Wanli hummed a few times in the box, then clapped his palms and said with a smile: "Xiaoliang, reward one hundred taels of silver for those who sing." ”
This kind of fresh and wonderful repertoire is very attractive to Cheng * people, not to mention that Zhao Jinliang was fascinated by him over there, or Wang Tong secretly kicked him to make him sober up, and hurriedly agreed to come down, and hurriedly went downstairs.
"It's good-looking, it's good-looking, Wang Tong, such a good thing, why didn't you take it out and show it to me earlier, then, the prodigal son turned around, I haven't seen it yet, I also want to watch it once, if there is a new play in the future, I must inform the palace, I want to come here to watch."
The emperor went out of the palace to listen to the play, this spread to the ears of other people, whether it was the queen mother or Wenchen, I am afraid it would cause trouble, Zhang Cheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "Long live the lord, if you want to listen, let this team go to Xiyuan to sing and leave, why bother leaving the palace." ”
Emperor Wanli waved his hand and said: "That's boring, the food in the delicious restaurant is made tasteless and tight in the palace, and it is sweet to eat in the delicious restaurant, this is not the case here, listen to the applause below, look at the loss of money, I am happy in my heart, if I call it back, what can it mean, besides, this name comes out once, how much silver will it cost, if it gets to the palace, God knows how the royal prison will toss"
This is true, Zhang Cheng is naturally not good to say it, Emperor Wanli stared at the stage that pulled the curtain, and said unsatisfied: "At that time, it was one thing to read the book presented by Wang Tong, and it was another thing to watch this play, by the way, Wang Tong, how is Zhang Hongying now?" ”
"Back to Your Majesty, Zhang Hongying is studying with Ma's housekeeper.
The monarch and the ministers asked questions and answers at will, but because the content of the remnants reminded the past, it was impossible for Emperor Wanli to stay outside for too long after all, the carriage had already been prepared outside, and after the guests in the theater dispersed, Wang Tong and Zhang Cheng sent Emperor Wanli to the carriage, but Zhang Cheng did not accompany him, but walked a few steps slowly, and said to Wang Tong with a smile: "When will you leave?" ”
"Four days later, if you look at the documents of the various yamen of the Jingshi Division, you will probably know what is going on, and you will have less spirit to use it on it."
Wang Tong replied respectfully, Zhang Cheng nodded disappreciatively, I don't know why, but Wang Tong felt that Zhang Cheng's smile was a little strange, not as dignified as before, but a little like an old lady, Zhang Cheng paused, smiled and said: "Wang Tong, you are twenty-one years old this year, right!?" ”
"Twenty years old."
"It's not young, many people are like you, when the children are running all over the place, you still come to marry, but what kind of girl do you like?"
Hearing Zhang Cheng ask this, Wang Tong couldn't help but stumble, he had always put the matter of starting a family in the back of his mind, he was busy with affairs, and sometimes he couldn't take care of this, but he didn't expect Zhang Cheng to mention it today.
“…… Not yet"......
"How about we make a matchmaker for you?"