[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site" ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] .Chapter 69 Shen Er

In just a few days after its opening, the Tingsong Theater became a topic of conversation among the people in the city. For the new thing of drama. The civilians are very welcome. In the past, the entertainment life of the common people was extremely scarce, and listening to music and watching operas was a pastime for the rich, not an activity that they could afford.

But drama is different, its cheapness, its popularity, its freshness, and its fun all deeply stimulate the low-income commoners, so that they can have a little entertainment like the rich people in addition to their hard work. It can be said that the emergence of drama has enriched their lives.

In the past, when people got together, they would always talk about some topics of work and life, but now as soon as people meet, the topic is always inseparable from the four words of Tingsong Theater, so that such conversations can often be heard in the streets and alleys.

"Have you watched a play?"

"I watched it, I watched it last night, and my heart itched, and I want to watch it tonight."

"I've watched it twice, but fortunately, the ticket price is not expensive, and it costs for a meal of meat."

It can be seen that the influence of drama in Jincheng.

But the success of the Listening Song Theater. It also attracted the attention of other theaters. Zhang Wenqing, the owner of Qingyun Theater, quietly sneaked into the Tingsong Theater with two of his subordinates this night, and he really wanted to see what the drama of the Tingsong Theater was and why it was so popular! even suppressed his Qingyun's momentum!

It was also on this day that Shen Yuanfeng took five or six relatives and friends, a group of five four-wheeled carriages, and drove to the door of the Tingsong Theater, occupying more than half of the wide road. The steward of the Qingyun Theater on the opposite side stood at the gate of his house and stretched his neck and looked at the side of the road, looking envious and jealous, looking at the carriage, he knew that they were all high-rollers and distinguished guests, if he came to their Qingyun Theater, how much silver would it be!

Because Shen Yuanfeng had already informed Ah Xing that they would come over at night, Ah Xing was not easy to come forward, so he had to ask Ling Zifeng to greet him at the gate of the theater. They are all kings and grandsons, and they must not be slack off in etiquette. After all, not every prince and grandson nobleman is as easy to talk as Shen Yuanfeng.

The distinguished guests got down from the carriage in turn, Ling Zifeng greeted them and saluted them one by one, there were a few people he knew, and when Fang Mozhu was still there before, they were also frequent visitors here.

Shen Yuanfeng is best recognized, with brown hair and blue eyes, he is naturally the third son of King Jin, and the man with a long figure and a cold expression in a purple brocade robe next to him is the second son of Shen of King Jin's mansion. The son who followed them in a dark green brocade robe and a handsome face was the eldest young master of the Hu family, the richest man in Jincheng, and the other three were either young masters of the official family. Either they are rich sons, they are all dignitaries in Jincheng, usually one is amazing, but today there are 6 at once! Ling Zifeng was not only excited, but also secretly shocked that Ah Xing could invite so many dignitaries, it was really not a simple little girl.

The noble sons all had cold and arrogant expressions, everyone saw Shen Yuanfeng take them to Tingsong Theater with doubts on their faces, they glanced at Tingsong's foyer with disdain, and then looked at the magnificent scene of Qingyun on the opposite side, and couldn't help but look at each other on the ground, but because it was the idea of the third son, it was not good to raise objections, and in the end, it was Shen Yuanfeng's side that Shen Yuanfeng's second son asked the doubts in everyone's hearts, and he said to Shen Yuanfeng: "Did the third brother bring us to the wrong place, as we all know, Fang Mozhu has gone to the opposite Qingyun, Go to Qingyun to watch a play! The rest nodded in agreement. Hu Lingxuan came here just to accompany the third son, and he didn't care where he went to watch the play, so he didn't express his opinion.

Shen Yuanfeng chuckled lightly and said, "Second brother doesn't know. Now the most noteworthy thing in Jincheng is not Fang Mozhu! ”

The second prince said strangely: "Oh? Could it be that Tingsong has a new corner? ”

Shen Yuanfeng pretended to smile mysteriously, "Please forgive me for selling it first, everyone will know when they go!" Don't worry, I, Shen Yuanfeng, invite everyone to watch the play, and I will naturally not disappoint you! "Actually, he doesn't know the specific situation of Tingsong, he brought them here purely to cheer for Ah Xing! Although his face was calm, he couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart when he looked at the slightly old lintel of the theater, this little girl, she said her theater so well, don't let me lose face when the time comes!

Everyone aroused interest in Shen Yuanfeng's confident words, and after receiving Shen Yuanfeng's assurance, they calmed down and followed him to the theater.

Ling Zifeng warmly invited them in. The private rooms on the second floor have separate entrances and exits, so they don't mix with the civilians in the hall. Otherwise, these noble sons who cherish their status are afraid that they will immediately brush their sleeves away.

Under the respectful leadership of Ling Zifeng, several people walked up a wooden staircase carved with vermilion lacquer to the private room on the second floor. Ling Zifeng led them to the largest private room. Then there will be a small servant ordering the best sandalwood, and the best fragrant tea and snacks will be delivered.

The nobles admired the noble and elegant private rooms decorated, and their expressions were quite satisfied. One of them walked to the wall, admired the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, pointed to a painting and said with a smile: "There are still real works of Wu Yazi hanging here, it's really rare!" Wu Yazi is a more famous painter in this era, his calligraphy and painting is very sought after among the aristocracy, his calligraphy and painting alone cost A Xing a full hundred taels of silver, and it is only in this largest private room. However, with this calligraphy and painting, the private room has added a bit of elegance and improved the grade of the private room, which is still very worthwhile.

The nobles sat on the pear blossom wooden chairs, the sandalwood was curling, the tea was fragrant, and everyone looked at everything in this private room, but they didn't feel that they had lost their identity. All showed satisfied expressions.

Hu Lingxuan took a sip of the fine Biluochun and said softly: "This private room is quite elegantly decorated. "He has a tea business at home, and Biluochun here is considered to be of the highest quality, and one or two tea leaves will cost a few taels of silver.

A son dressed in a cloud embroidered brocade robe glanced at him, "It's just ordinary, Hu Jiagui is the richest man in Jincheng, I didn't expect Young Master Hu's vision to be like this...... Hehe......" He chuckled twice, his expression revealing some disdain.

Hu Lingxuan knew that he was the son of a civil official of the fifth rank under the king of Jin, surnamed Zhou, and was now doing a civil service from the sixth rank in the palace. The children of the official family have never taken the business seriously, even if you are the richest man in Jincheng, in their eyes, you are not a person who is not in the stream, and you are not at the same level as them.

It is not the first time that Hu Lingxuan has been despised by the children of these official families, although he is young, he is by no means reckless, knowing that these powerful people are not something that the Hu family can afford to provoke, even if their family has a slight relationship with the King of Jin, but this relationship is not enough for these people to take care of the Hu family. At that moment, Hu Lingxuan couldn't hold back his anger, his face did not change, and he chuckled: "Hu is a mediocre businessman, and his vision cannot be compared with that of his son. ”

Zhou Gongzi smiled. The face is quite colorful. Hu Lingxuan lowered his head, his eyes sank, one day, the Hu family will be among the powerful, and at that time, see who dares to look down on him!

The episode between Hu Lingxuan and Zhou Gongzi did not attract Shen Yuanfeng's attention, he sat near the railing, drinking tea, and looked downstairs searching for Ah Xing's figure.

At this time, Shen Ergongzi sat next to him with tea. Shen and Gongzi are about twenty-one and twelve years old, and they are born to the same mother as the son. is also from the princess of Jin, his face is white, his facial features are upright, but his eyes reveal a deep meaning, giving people an unfathomable and profound feeling.

"It's a surprise that you invited me to watch a play today!" Shen Er Gongzi looked at him and said meaningfully.

Shen Yuanfeng turned his head and said with a smile: "I originally invited the eldest brother today, but he can't come because of something." Next time you have time, be sure to invite him over. ”

Hearing him say this, Shen Ergongzi lowered his eyes, smiled lightly, and then continued: "Since you have overcome the habit of reversing day and night, go to the mansion to show your face during the day, otherwise after a long time, everyone will gossip, and my father must be very happy to know that you went to the mansion." Shen Yuanfeng led an idle job, but he never took it seriously, never worked a day, and made King Jin angry half to death, but he really loved this child in his heart, but he just scolded him in his mouth, and didn't really blame him.

Shen Yuanfeng showed a look of indifference: "Second brother, you don't know me, what is the difference between asking me to go to work in the government and asking for my life?" I don't like to do these things the most, I don't want to go, my father doesn't have hope for me anyway, I don't go, he won't be angry. Then he smiled and said to Shen Ergongzi: "Second brother, you are my boss, as long as you don't care about me, who dares to gossip?" ”

Shen Yuanfeng's rogue appearance made Shen Ergongzi very helpless. Shen Ergongzi sighed secretly in his heart, it's a pity, it's a pity, the third brother is deeply favored by his father, if he can win him over, things will have one more chance of winning, but it's a pity that he is not angry. I think about eating, drinking, and having fun all day long, a typical gentleman. But that's fine, he can't help himself like this, but he can't help his eldest brother either!

Shen Yuanfeng turned his face, his face was still full of indifference, but he was secretly sneering in his heart, after so many years, he still hasn't given up? It's just that when I saw him get up during the day, his mind became active again?

On the other side, A-Xing and Yunduo came to the backstage together. Backstage, the actors are putting on makeup. Everyone has performed this scene countless times, and the dialogue has long been familiar to everyone, and the performance is more natural. And because the drama has achieved results again and again, everyone is more confident in the drama and their own prospects.

When Yun Duo saw Rong Zheng, he pulled Ah Xing to Rong Zheng and watched Rong Zheng put on makeup. Rong Zheng auditioned as the scholar of Lord Qincha, combing his hair and tying a cloth towel, which looked very cute.

Yun Duo patted Rong Zheng on the shoulder and said loudly, "Rong Zheng, everyone said that you acted very well." My mother said, your eyes are dripping, you know it's a ghost at a glance! A-Xing, did you say? Yun Duo turned around and asked A-Xing.

Rong Zheng was embarrassed by her, he looked at Ah Xing behind the clouds, who was looking at him with a smile, his face was a little hot, and he couldn't help but bow his head.

"Yes, it's a good act." Ah Xing praised it without hesitation.

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