Chapter 209 Watching the Play

On Mrs. Dong's birthday, she sent a post to Xun Qingran. On this day, Xun Qingran took a few bellflower and malt and took a carriage to Dong's mansion for a banquet. The carriage entered the gate of Dong's mansion, and until the second gate stopped, Mrs. Dong was already waiting outside the weeping flower gate, and stepped forward to pick up Xun Qingran and get out of the car.

"Madame can come, the humble house is full of flowers." Mrs. Dong said.

"Mrs. Dong is polite." Xun Qingran said with a smile.

The two laughed as they walked towards the house. There are four entrances in the Dong Mansion, and Mrs. Dong first asked Xun Qingran to sit in the main hall for a while. Mrs. Dong is quite popular, she is on her birthday, most of the officials and families in the city came, they all sat in the hall and laughed, and when they saw Mrs. Dong accompanying Xun Qing to come in, they got up to salute.

Xun Qingran had to greet everyone again, this dish was let by Mrs. Dong to the seat, Mrs. Dong accompanied the prime minister, because she knew that Grandma Fang San and Xun Qingran were in-laws, and invited Grandma Fang San to the guest seat to accompany Xun Qingran to talk.

The girls brought tea and snacks like water.

Mrs. Dong personally brought a stack of dim sum and asked Xun Qing to taste it.

“…… It's made by my own cook, Madame, try it, can you eat it? Mrs. Dong said.

It turned out to be a ham crisp made with high-quality Jinhua ham as the filling. Xun Qingran picked one up and took a bite. This ham crispy skin is crispy, the ham filling is salty and delicious, and I don't feel tired of eating, Xun Qingran nodded in praise.

"Mrs. Dong's dim sum chef was brought from Jiangnan and is best at cooking all kinds of exquisite dim sum. We all got wet. Grandma Fang San smiled.

Mrs. Dong said: "These things are naturally not as good as what Mrs. eats in the capital, and Mrs. can eat them." ”

Xun Qingran smiled and nodded, "Madame is too modest, it is so exquisite, even the pastries given by the emperor can be compared." ”

Mrs. Dong was overjoyed, but she said modestly, "Madame has won the award." Madame likes it, I will copy the recipe for Madame, this one needs to use the best Jinhua ham, and I need to use ......"

Mrs. Dong talked to Xun Qingran about the preparation of ham crisp, and several ladies over there were also talking lively.

"Mrs. He's family has added another population, and I should say hello to Mrs. He." Madame Chiang's laughter was very loud.

Xun Qingran took a sip of tea and glanced at the bustle.

Mrs. He is about 20 years old, with a white complexion, a tall lonely crutch, and a rather refreshing appearance.

"Madame Chiang is well-informed. Someone sent a little girl to me, I looked at the girl quite and my eyes, so I stayed, I was going to give my lord to receive, but then I thought that my lord had a lot of beard, the girl was only a few years old, like flowers and bones, and she didn't have to spoil people. Mrs. He said with a smile.

"Lord He is just over forty this year." Grandma Fang San saw that Xun Qingran was listening to what was talking, she covered half of her face with a fan, and whispered to Xun Qingran.

"Mrs. He is kind-hearted, I heard that she also found a good family for that woman." Another lady said.

Mrs. He unfolded the fan and shook it, "Since she is here, she can't be left without a place, blame the pitiful, so I found a family with a good life and a comparable age, and found a home for her." ”

"Mrs. He is really a kind-hearted person." There are people who laugh.

Mrs. He smiled a little proudly, "I don't dare to take it seriously, when it comes to kindness, I can't compare to Mrs. Jiang." ”

The ladies over there all laughed, and the smile was quite meaningful.

Xun Qingran was wondering if there was something inside, so Grandma Fang San leaned into her ear again and whispered, "Madam, Mrs. He gave that woman a steward who promised her. ”

Charge? Although it's not a free body, it's still a head.

“…… The steward is a widower, and the next year will be sixty, and the woman will be thirteen years old. Grandma Fang San whispered again.

Xun Qingran had a mouthful of tea in his mouth, and almost didn't squirt it out.

After a while, the daughter-in-law in charge came in and reported to Mrs. Dong that the banquet was ready. Mrs. Dong stood up and invited Xun Qingran and the ladies to sit down.

The banquet was placed in the side hall, and Mrs. Dong invited Xun Qingran to sit at the main table, and kept dyeing cloth dishes for Xun Qing, while introducing the dishes. It turned out that this banquet was all organized by Mrs. Dong's own cook, and most of it was Huaiyang cuisine. When Xun Qingran was in the capital, he accompanied Rong's to eat, and Rong's had a cook who specialized in Huaiyang cuisine, so Xun Qingran was no stranger to Huaiyang cuisine.

When Mrs. Dong heard this, she felt like a confidant.

"Whenever Madame wants to eat, call my cook."

After the banquet, Mrs. Dong invited Xun Qingran to the flower hall behind to listen to the play. Tables and chairs have been set up in the flower hall early, and there are girls who have sent fragrant tea, melons and fruits. All the ladies sat down one after another, and Mrs. Dong handed over the excerpt to ask Xun Qing to dye some play. Because Mrs. Dong is the birthday star, Xun Qingran pushed it out, and finally pointed out the legend of the White Snake, Mrs. Dong ordered the palace, and asked the ladies to order, and some ordered the goddess to scatter flowers, Zhaojun out of the plug, and so on.

After a while, gongs and drums sounded on the stage, and the little actors came on stage one after another, babbling and singing.

The ladies ordered mostly literary dramas, and most of them were danjiao dramas, and there were also military generals' families who ordered martial arts dramas such as bead curtain village, fishing and killing families, one after another, quite lively. I don't think there is any other pastime in normal times, and watching a play is the biggest pastime. As soon as the play opened, everyone drank tea slowly, some listened quietly, some were absent-minded, and some whispered.

After a play was sung on the stage, the gongs and drums paused for a moment and then sounded again.

A person dressed in green clothes, wearing a snow hat on his head, and carrying a spear on his shoulder, as soon as he appeared, the banquet suddenly fell silent.

"The snow is drifting, hitting people's faces, and the wind is chilling through the bones. The bottom of the clouds locks the mountains and rivers dark, and the sparse forests are cold and withered. The past is haunting and difficult to dispatch, and the deserted village sells wine to comfort the sorrows. Looking at his hometown, he has a long way to go, his wife is broken by a thousand miles of sound, and Guanshan blocks the two hearts. What kind of ambition wants to save the galaxy, and the empty snow blade is not a hoe. …… Sighing that the hero's life and death are in danger, he asks the sky with excitement: Ask the sky when will the mountain return? Q: When will the sky be missing and the moon will be re-membered? Ask: When will the sky re-swing the three-foot sword? The traitor's temple is wide and strong, and the thief's head is sacrificed to Longquan. But why is the sky full of sorrow and complaints, God, are you also afraid that the power and rape will be difficult to speak? The wind and snow break the roof and the tiles, the sky is in danger, why do you bother Lin Chong to be majestic. It is difficult to bury the heroes and grievances, and endure the loneliness and anger of the mountain temple to temporarily avoid the wind and cold. ”

It turned out to be a scene of the wild boar forest rushing to the snow and staying in the mountain temple.

Mrs. Dong's fingers tapped the beat on the table, and she was a little drunk when she listened. XU Qingran,

The voice of this excellent singer is full of emotion, and Lin Chong was killed by traitors, was sent to the army, full of grief and indignation, and thought that one day he could be rehabilitated and stretched his ambitions. Xun Qingran remembered the difference between singing with his heart and singing with his voice, and couldn't help but raise his eyes and look carefully at Youling on the stage.

is such a tall figure, Xun Qingran visually measured it, that Youling is one meter nine tall, and she was born with a good appearance, with a tall nose bridge, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, even if she has the credit of makeup, it can be seen that she is quite heroic.

After singing this excellent ling, Mrs. Dong called for a reward, and all the ladies also ordered a reward. This is indeed the best singing today, and Xun Qingran also instructed the bellflower to take copper coins as a reward.

"Mrs. Dong has such a big face, she actually invited Liulang, why don't you say it, you should order more Liulang's plays." A lady asked Mrs. Dong with a smile.

"Rokuro hasn't been in the city for a while, and it's a coincidence that he didn't expect to be invited."

It seems that this Youling named Liulang is still extremely famous, so Xun Qingran asked Grandma Fang San on the side.

"It's not an opera troupe, he's a ranger, and singing is just his preference. Except on the stage, it is rare to see him, and he is not usually invited. Grandma Fang San said.

The stage was quiet for a while, and then I heard the gongs and drums, the music was tactful and melodious, and a palace beauty came on the stage, it turned out that I don't know which lady ordered the concubine to be drunk.

Xun Qingran got up to change clothes, Mrs. Dong got up to accompany her, Xun Qingran saw that Mrs. Dong was fascinated by the drama, so she excused herself.

"I'm familiar here, and I'm about to go out for a walk, so why don't I accompany my wife." Grandma Fang San laughed with a smile.

Mrs. Dong sent two other girls to accompany Xun Qingran.

After changing clothes, he freshened up a little in the back compartment, Xun Qingran heard the gongs and drums sounding over there, but he was not in a hurry to go back, so he came out of the flower hall with Grandma Fang San.

Xun Qingran walked over, and suddenly saw several girls and children standing under a big tree, looking up at the tree. Xun Qingran also stopped and shouted on the verandah, and looked at everyone's gaze, and it turned out that on the high branch, there was a snow-white hair ball.

And the boy took a stone from the ground and threw it at the tree. The hairball trembled, and it was still lying on the branch, not moving.

"Don't hurt it." Xun Qingran said hurriedly.

It was the big girl next to Mrs. Dong who guided Xun Qingran, who knew Xun Qingran's identity, and hurriedly shouted. The few people under the tree hurriedly stepped aside.

"It doesn't seem to be a cat." Malt whispered.

Xun Qing snorted, she didn't see it really, it seemed to be a pigeon, I don't know if it was because she was too young to fly, or because she hurt her wings, but from a distance, she looked snow-white, fluffy and cute.

The people who followed saw that Xun Qingran seemed to like it, and they were busy going to get the ladder and took the hair ball down.

was in a hurry, and a person came out of the flower hall.

"I'll take it down for Madame."

The man bowed down, but without waiting for Xun Qingran to reply, he had already tucked up the corners of his robe, kicked on the rockery, and jumped onto the wall with his strength.

is so handsome, Xun Qingran praised in her heart, and some of the girls under the stairs have already cheered.

"It turned out to be a wing." The man looked at the hair ball in his hand and muttered to himself.

This man was a burly man, with a high nose and deep eyes, a blue cloth robe, and his hair wrapped in a green scarf.

Xun Qingran's gaze turned on the man's face, and fell on the white hair ball, and he instantly made up his mind.

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