There are many secrets hidden in every corner of Tianyu City in the Tian Yuan Kingdom.

More than 2,000 years after Jiang Yang opened the chaos of the world, it has been more than ten years since the witch goddess transferred the initial demon rebellion.

That wasn't the case more than a decade ago.

At that time, when it was extremely lively, the streets were three layers inside and three layers outside, crowded with people, and the water could not be drained, and it was really called "ten thousand empty alleys".

The master and apprentices are in full swing to operate a huge donkey shadow puppet, and they are also methodical.

"I can marry a daughter-in-law in my dreams!" the master always looks back on the past.

The cheers of the audience came and went, and they went around the beam for three days.

Sometimes big families even invite him to come to the door to do special performances. Now there are more than a dozen apprentices left, and only Hui'er is left, and this Hui'er is still begging every once in a while, his mother wants him to go home and follow his uncle to do tea business, saying that this road is now "unproductive". The large-scale shadow puppet can no longer be performed, so he has to rely on him to perform a thin play.

Fortune is getting worse and worse. In this way, a few more months passed, and finally one day, only this gentleman was left watching the shadow puppet show at the mouth of the alley.

No one knew where this scholar came from, but suddenly one day he was standing straight at the corner of the street.

A broken basket is always carried on the body, and the gap glistens in the sun. He basks in the sun while reading a book.

Sometimes when others come up to him, he complains mercilessly: "Don't block my sun." Later, a sour smell radiating from his body took the initiative to draw an encirclement around him, resisting others from approaching, and no longer blocking him from basking in the sun. All that's left is the rainy day, and the sun can't get out.

With a basket of torn books and the sour smell of his body, he proved that he was a man with no food and clothing.

The bamboo basket behind the scholar occasionally showed a little food, or a few copper plates sounded in the pocket, more often than not, empty.

He didn't shout or complain, but just stood, as if he should have stood there as if the earth was desolate.

If it weren't for the hundred clothes on his body and the Luohan shoes on his feet, no one else would know his previous identity. Of course, clothes and shoes can be picked up.

"Young man, do you like it so much?" the master asked from a distance across the screen, seeing that he was in a daze for several days with his little red and green piece of paper.

"Hmm!" the young man shook his head, noncommittal.

After a few days, it came again.

"Young man, in a hurry, can't find a decent job. Just eat with us!"

Unexpectedly, the young scholar actually agreed.

So, there was another Fang Runyu handicraft in the shadow puppet troupe.

The hand author is also, and the master who operates the shadow puppet show is also.

He is an all-rounder, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and uses all eighteen kinds of martial arts in the play.

The drama and singing, the shadow puppet set, the son-in-law, the young lady, he dedicated all what he learned to his new career. I originally wanted to find a serious errand in the serious yamen, so as to live up to my ideal of self-cultivation and governing the country and leveling the world, but now I have hit a wall in various yamen several times.

Food and clothing have become a problem for a few days, and my father and mother have temporarily avoided Ansheng in Jiangyang Temple in the west of the city.

Therefore, it is the best policy to mix up the money first, otherwise you will return empty-handed every day, and what if you have a righteous spirit.

Many times people have to bow to reality.

Fortunately, the current livelihood is quite satisfying.

He can read and depict the ideal state in his mind in the shadow puppet play. The king's world is only ten thousand inches, the world is full of knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article.

So there is a "Three Life Stones" that sings Tianyu City.

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Therefore, I fell for the flower porridge in Yihong Courtyard, and came to the front desk of Yihong Courtyard without knowing it, and what I saw was the huge back of "The Story of the Three Life Stones".

The mahogany railing on the second floor inadvertently looked out.

The distant mountains, the nearby trees, the bright flowers, the beautiful young lady——

"What's that?" Porridge couldn't control her eyes, though she tried to keep her head down, her hair unkempt over half of her face, and maybe there were some chicken feathers on her head that would have time to be cleaned up.

"It's rare, there is a high-roller in front of you who asked you to come out and sit on the stage!"

Hua Congee took a step back in fear and asked, "What?

"Our name here is Zhangtai, which is the civilized term for a brothel. So show your face, even if you 'sit on the stage'!" The first time I heard the phrase "sitting on the platform", I was even more scared. Seeing the flower porridge, Mozi was timid, so he explained it to her carefully.

Hua Congee was not at ease, and hurriedly said: "I'm not in the roster of Oiran, and no matter how much I turn over the nameplate, I can't turn over the name-"

"Saying 'sitting on the platform' is 'sitting on the platform', you don't have to be afraid!" The arrogance of the Mo Zi came from nowhere, patting her own chest and emboldening the flower porridge.

But to be honest, the status of the flower porridge as a slave is even lower than that of the previous Oiran, and all the power of life and death belongs to the old bustard.

"Do I have the right to choose? Thank you, sister, for relieving me!" Hua Congee tried to suppress the anxiety in her heart, and carefully put the firewood knife tucked into her waist in her new clothes and carefully put it away.

Since last night, I have been sharpening this firewood knife, it is small, curved, and I have preliminarily verified the results of my night's labor when chopping wood today, and it is really like clay.

In the middle of the night, the three watches did not calm down and slept for a while, first, they came out of the wolf's den, and then entered the tiger's den, and they must have a self-defense weapon; second, the whereabouts of the old beggar's grandfather are unknown, and his life and death are uncertain, so if necessary, he must sacrifice himself to go to the county lord's Protector's Mansion to find out.

Hua Congee shouted angrily in his heart, and said, "Stupid, you, Hua Congee, if you take a step forward, you will never recover." ”

"What do you say?" asked Mozi as she heard the buzzing behind her.

"Let's just say that there is no such person, the old bustard must be confused...... Flower porridge is just a slave, where will it be an oiran-" Flower porridge said in a thick voice, to hint at the difference between herself and the oiran in the front yard. She turned back and was anxious to go back.

"Oh, yes. Three hundred taels of silver—the high-roller said today. As long as you go to the front desk and show your face, you will basically get it......" Mo Zi's voice was very loud, and he hurriedly took Hua Porridge's hand and said, "The slave family knows that you like silver the most...... Who would have trouble with silver?......

Hua Congee's eyes lit up completely, and he thought in his heart that Xiao Jiujiu had been a slave for several years, and he didn't have half a penny on him, and three hundred taels would indeed solve many of his problems.

"Yes, three hundred taels, just sitting on the stage......" Mo Zi's voice was too loud, which caused a few sisters next to him to be envious.

Under the spiral staircase of mahogany, there is a huge dome top, which is decorated with night pearls, and the red, yellow, blue and green lights are like lightning, illuminating the whole field under the rows of swallow dancing warblers, the water sleeves are flying, pink and delicate.

The half-aged and bustards took the stage, and almost at the same time, the curtains behind the red lights on the four red walls were raised, and a grid rose, and in the smoke, hundreds of delicate women, half covering their faces. All of them are red, red, green and green, with a strong fat fragrance......

"This chapter has always been full of literati and scholars, and there are many scholars. Write poems and lyrics, and make the world happy and prosperous. We have always had an unwritten rule in the Zhangtai of Yihong Academy, where men choose girls, we are here today, and we choose to choose Oiran on this good day. ”

"Is it a playboy today?" someone in the audience asked.

"As long as there are high rollers, every day is a good day! Today, this playboy is going to choose an oiran, and he is not satisfied with our sisters upstairs!"

"What kind of playboy? What a big shelf, could it be that the prince has come here?" someone in the audience asked.

"That's not it! This playboy has a lot to do with the prince...... "The old bustard is the best at observing faces, and of course they are used to speaking good and obedient and elevating people.

"Oh, Prince!" the Oiran who looked like a fan girl could not escape the cry of adoration.

"Is the prince coming, is the prince coming to this awkward place?" someone asked.

Yes, the prince, he is young and promising, and he is deeply loved by the Demon Emperor and the people, and he also has a marriage contract with the lord of Linglang, the daughter of the protector of the country, how could he come to this Yanjie Willow Lane.

"Uh-huh. Wait slowly, it will come!" Hua Liangchen winged Erlang's legs, tilted his slightly thin body, tilted a blue fox jade pot in his hand with one hand, and drank water "squeak......" and "squeak......".

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The old bustard retreated into the background.

A puff of smoke poured into the stage for a number of women.

"These are too commonplace. They either hugged the pipa and half-covered their faces, or they bit their lips directly with silk scarves, or they were fat and thin, or the flowers and branches trembled......" Hua Liangchen bowed his waist, looked at it carefully, and then retreated to drink water.

The old bustard saw that Hua Liangchen didn't raise his head, and put his hands together for eleven blows.

When the music is still, the crowd of rouge pink waves bloom and retreat one by one, a white pear blossom gushes out of the center stage, the flower gourd retreats, there is actually a beauty standing in the middle, a white feather coat, the half-exposed fragrant back under the feather coat, fragrant jade skin, twists and turns, the mouth is closed in the place where the mouth is closed, a black hair is easily changed in the back, a jade pear is pinned to the hair, there is no embellishment of gold and silver; sharpened cheeks, delicate facial features, cold eyes.

"Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving. Wow, that's good!" someone exclaimed.

"Yes, this kind of woman can still come out of this kind of smoke and dust, it's rare!" said the fan boy under the stage, and at this moment, Xiao Er hurriedly walked by his side and let him hold him, "Little Second Brother, this is your new ...... Oiran?"

Xiao Er nodded as if pecking rice, "Yes, uncle, this Oiran is from the west." There is a country of Mojue, Shouyang Mountain is rich in beauties, and now the one on the stage is called Yin Yufei......"

"This is a place of right and wrong, you must not stay for a long time!" Hua Congee saw that Mo Zi next to him was fascinated, and when he turned around and wanted to leave, he heard the three words "Demon Jue Country", and woke up suddenly, and couldn't help but take a few more glances downstairs.

That woman is beautiful, but the precious thing is that her face is full of frost.

The eyes should be open, completely disdainful of competing with other people, and a nonchalant expression.

The huge pink curtain in front of him suddenly lifted, and a person shaking a fan came out of it.

As soon as the person shaking the fan stretched out his hand, a piece of loose silver was pinched in his hand, and all the bottom of the small second plate was stuffed into his hand, and he said in a low voice: "I also admire Miss Yin Yufei below, please inform me, it's good!"

Xiao Er leaned over, with a slanderous smile on his face, and said, "Every one of them says yes." This Yin Yufei is the most empathetic, and the men who have met will definitely be distracted, and there will always be lovesickness overnight when he goes back. You are from outside, but you should not have heard of it, don't say it, otherwise this little life, hehe. The fan boy smiled slightly, said a word of relief, and then waved his hand, Xiao Er bowed, and turned to leave.

Hua Congee didn't dare to step forward, so she had to hide behind the heavy overlapping light gauze powder curtain, and when she saw the little girl return to the curtain, she disappeared in a blink of an eye, and Hua Congee looked at the corridor behind the scenes in a daze, and turned around to find Sister Mozi, but saw the little two and another deacon like a man whispering.

"Last time...... The boy met for one night, and died after returning for more than a month. Even if the peony flower dies, it's also a ghost to be romantic! Now there are a few more!"

"Here, the prince is here!" there was a commotion outside the door.

The hall on the first floor must have been opened. The cold wind was biting, and it rushed in with a whirl.

A bunch of people poured in, a mess of people poured in, and Hua Congee didn't know if the prince was here. Anyway, he was squeezed around by many people, and he didn't know where he went, so he couldn't find it.

When Hua Congee thought that he didn't have to go to the front to "sit on the platform", he saw that Mo Zi arched out of nowhere.

She climbed the stairs and panted, "Quick, follow me." If I don't go down, the old bustard will be able to give birth to my skin!"

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Seeing that the somewhat simple Mo Zi was afraid.

Hua Congee went downstairs with her, looked left and right, saw that the light in the hall was dim, I don't know when it had been changed back to a curtain, under the illumination of some lamp, it was shining, the downstairs was extremely spacious, the seats were neatly placed, and every row was full.

It turned out that the previous selection of Oiran was just foreplay, and the main scene had just begun.

"It's really a good show!"

She grew up in the Demon Jue Kingdom, and when she was a child, she had no more than ten miles of activity space, and the Demon Jue Kingdom was just a small conservative country.

I had never seen such a novelty before, and Hua Congee asked curiously: "Sister Ximo, what is this, could it be that this Yihong Courtyard is also going to watch a play today?"

Sister Chumo zigzags behind the flower porridge, with two girls leading the way in front of her, and she replied with a smile: "You only got half of the answer right, this is a shadow puppet show." ”

Hua Congee straightened up, and for a while she was interested, staring intently at the curtain, so that she bumped into the chair when she walked.

Knock knock, a dense gong and drum sounded, a circle of mahogany stairs up the stairs, the hollow fence of the golden silk nanmu on the second floor turned a few corners, a dry warbler Yanyan colorful woman, seeing that the bustard led a playboy and a number of sisters downstairs, let a way out early, and the guests who were still noisy just now immediately quieted down, and the show was about to be staged.

A shadow puppet appeared on the curtain, followed by another villain, one should be the emperor, the other was a concubine, all wearing bright yellow palace clothes, the emperor of the villain was very majestic, and should still be wearing a crown of seventy-seven forty-nine pearls...... They are made vividly, every movement is vivid, a clear and melodious female voice sounds, perfectly matching the movements of the shadow puppet, as if they are all injected with vitality.

Chu Mo stepped forward to place the flower porridge, and a tall man next to Hua Liangchen said in a very familiar voice: "Sister flower porridge, hello!"