Among the nobles in the capital, in addition to singing, dancing, drinking and having fun in the past parties, they also liked to invite the servants into the house to sing, and those who were leisurely and leisurely would also write the lyrics and screenwriters themselves, so that the servants could arrange according to the repertoire.

Early in the morning on Lin's birthday, Sheng Mingzhu took people out, Zhu Nianjun drove, Xia Yu and Xia Xue sisters walked together, and the carriage galloped all the way to a small courtyard called Quyuan and stopped.

Although this courtyard is called Quyuan, it is really cold and simple, if it weren't for the faint sound of singing inside, no one might believe that this is a theater garden.

Xia Yu stepped forward and knocked on the door twice, the door opened from the inside, and a servant in a costume painted with colorful ink opened the door, and when he saw Sheng Mingzhu and a few people, he quickly turned around and called their head over.

The head of the regiment is over forty years old, the charm still exists, and he was once a frequent visitor to the mansions of the wealthy and noble, but later he was in love with the decline of love, and no one was interested, so he had to raise a few servants by himself, teaching them to sing and rehearse operas, and earn food.

"Wu Niang, is the play I asked you to rehearse?"

"It was arranged earlier, and I have performed a few shows in the teahouse outside according to the meaning of the county lord, and those audiences all applauded, yesterday, the shopkeeper of Fuyuan Building also made an appointment for our venue, such a tortuous and moving scene, even if Wu Niang sang for so many years, I haven't encountered it."

"If someone asks who made the play, you only say that you made it yourself, remember? Today, you just have to perform well, if you perform well, this cost will be indispensable to you, who will play Zhang Jun among them? Sheng Mingzhu raised his eyes and saw that several slender servants were packing up their things, and their bodies were almost the same, so it was difficult to distinguish them for a while.

"Li Sheng, come here, what did the county lord call you?" Wu Niang said.

A young man in a green shirt, about fourteen or fifteen years old, came to Sheng Mingzhu, saluted her, and said softly: "Li Sheng has seen the county lord. ”

"County Lord, don't look at Li Sheng's young age, he is a well-known drama pillar in our troupe, with a good voice, a good figure, and a suitable age, there is no more suitable for the role of Zhang Jun than him."

Sheng Mingzhu didn't speak, took a closer look, and nodded, this servant named Li Sheng has a faint resemblance to the horse when he was young, and he is really suitable for this role.

In this scene, Sheng Mingzhu just took advantage of everyone's presence to vaguely remind him, and he didn't want to be straightforward and obviously too public, such a three-point similarity was just right.

"This is a deposit, collect it, after the performance, in addition to the remaining tail money, the county lord will also have a heavy reward."

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"What do you want to do?" Out of the courtyard gate, Zhu Nianjun stopped in front of Sheng Mingzhu, his expression was obscure.

That servant is not only similar to the horse master, but also the side face is exactly the same as him.

Sheng Mingzhu winked at him and chuckled, "I haven't seen you for a few days, you have such a good relationship with Xie Shizi of the Princess Mansion?" Did you find anything? Today's mother's birthday, the eldest princess and Xie Juma will definitely come to celebrate her birthday, when the time comes, as long as you follow me, you will definitely be able to meet the person you want to meet, how about it, are you excited? ”

"Today's play has taken me a lot of thought, and you will have to watch it carefully then."

Sheng Mingzhu bought a pass, turned around with a smile, and let Zhu Nianjun not answer any questions in the back.

When Sheng Mingzhu returned home, the guests of the banquet had arrived one after another, there were female guests in the backyard who had friends with the Guogong Mansion, and there were also colleagues and friends of the father and son of the Guogong Mansion.

"Concubine Li's mother has arrived."

"His Royal Highness the King of Chu has arrived."

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived."

"His Royal Highness the King of Faith has arrived."

Singing and cheering, one after another.

The arrival of Concubine Liniang and several royal palaces brought the atmosphere in the mansion to a climax, and everyone present couldn't help but sigh in amazement.

Of the four princes in the palace, three of them came today, and even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came, and the Guogong Mansion was really a great favor.

The women and men in the hall sat in columns, Meng Zhaoyue came over early in the morning, but since she came, she was obviously absent-minded, her eyes kept wandering around, obviously looking for someone, Meng Caiguang sat next to her, her expression was restrained, and she seemed to be a little uncomfortable with a crowded place.

Ling Niangzi took Meng Qiwen and Meng Xiwen to greet people enthusiastically, openly and secretly implying that she was the cousin of the Guogong Mansion, and the only sister of the Guogong Mansion was the mother of her two children.

Concubine Li and several princes were on the throne, and the eldest princess and the concubine were on the upper left.

Sheng Mingzhu sat in the lower right position, and Zhu Nianjun was behind him, just opposite the eldest princess and the concubine.

Zhu Nianjun's eyes stared straight at Xie Yuma, his palms were sweaty, and the heart in his chest seemed to jump out, since he came to Beijing, he tried his best to sneak into the princess's mansion, just to see what this woman looked like before she died, leaving him the only person he could trust and trust.

Looking at the horse master on the opposite side, who could vaguely recognize the handsome face of his youth, and thinking of the words left by his mother before she died, an incredible thought came to mind......

No...... This thought can't be said to have emerged suddenly, but it has always been suspicious, but after seeing the horse master, this thought became stronger and stronger.

"Zhu Nianjun, which gentleman is your mother?"

Xie Bi'an, who was sitting opposite, was keenly aware that someone was looking at him, and when he looked up and followed the direction of his sight, he saw a young man he had never seen before, raising his glass and signaling to Xie Yan who was sitting next to him.

Xie Yan responded with a smile, and the relationship between the two seemed to be very good.

Singing and dancing to celebrate his birthday, each family took turns to send congratulatory gifts, and waited for Sheng Mingzhu to prepare the program for a long time.

Wu Niang took the servants in the courtyard to perform a show of eight immortals to celebrate his birthday, and after the end of a birthday program, he took people down to change their costumes again.

The name of the opera that Sheng Mingzhu asked them to rehearse this time is "Zhang Jun Looking for Relatives", and the background of the story takes place in a princess of the previous dynasty.

At the beginning of the story, starting with a scholar, this scholar's family is in the middle of the road, the real estate title deed is sold out, there is only one maid around who will not abandon him, the maid relies on pulp washing clothes and sewing embroidery to provide the scholar with reading, the scholar reads hard, and swears to the maid that he will be in high school every day, and he will marry her in a sedan chair.

The two servants on the stage sang and spoke, euphemistic and lingering, and performed the affection of the scholar and the maid with lingering compassion.

The curtain falls after Scholar High School.

And then there's the second act.

Scholar high school, won the first place, full of joy ready to marry the maid, that want to the palace banquet, the eldest princess fell in love with him at first sight, and implored the emperor to give marriage, the scholar was forced by the emperor's prestige, had to agree.