Chapter 553: Sorry

Wang Ming had a feeling of panic, as if something big had happened, and Director Yang beside him had a change in face, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped, and finally didn't say anything.

On the stage of the king of drama, four killers are hidden in the dark, making people's hearts inexplicably tight, and the pillar of light falls from the sky, and a person dressed in the same costume as Emperor Shenwu walks on the stage.

Everyone understood at a glance that this man was playing the emperor.

The jade screen changes the scene, a high platform, and above the high platform is a bright starry sky, facing the scenery below.

The "emperor" had a solemn expression, as if he was immersed in something, and he opened his mouth and said: "Mourn the humility of all beings, the gods are high, sigh that all things are dogs, and the heavens and the earth are gone, and the touching human race is constantly striving for self-improvement, and opening up the territory ......."

When Wang Ming heard this, he thought that the theme of tonight's court party was "humanism", and people should be self-confident and self-reliant, and the words of "self-improvement" should be quoted from the stele forest that he set up outside the Yuezhou Courtyard.

This is the point of the finger.

At this time, Wang Ming had already learned the general idea of the excerpt that was being staged through the transmission between the people around him.

Among the four heavenly kings in Buddhism, the core of the cultivation of the northern Duowen Heavenly King is "Duowen", and the cloud eyes and cloud ears refined by Wang Mingshenxiao's martial soul may be added to the cloud mirror in the future, which is also "Duowen".

Cloud eyes to see, cloud ears to listen, cloud calculations to distinguish the true from false, cloud mirror finally summarized, the so-called simultaneous listening is clear, Wang Ming now understands the current situation.

Obviously, Emperor Shenwu took the opportunity of the warriors of various countries to enter the palace for a night banquet to promote his ideas, and at the same time test the reactions of various countries.

"Thorn on the Thorn" is a reserved program of the imperial court drama, which is only performed on major occasions, and every time after the performance of "Thorn", there will be major events in the court and even between the rivers and lakes.

The samurai who came from various countries to participate in the Imperial Capital Competition were not only the best of the best, but also had no bad political sensitivity because of their origins in large sects.

They know, and Wang Ming knows.

This is a very subtle feeling, and Wang Ming knows a little more than everyone else, because he is a synthesis of what everyone thinks.

In the second act, the scene changes, a majestic palace, and the picture of the emperor picking up the lantern and criticizing the chapter.

There are palace maids singing on the left and right sides of the opera stage, and the tune played by the twelve pianists is actually a little similar to Jinghu's "Deep Night" and high-pitched and deep, Wang Ming suddenly felt a little "listening to the sound of the country in another country".

Putting aside Emperor Shenwu's "attempt", the performance in front of him has indeed reached a very high artistic level.

Gu Panxi and Song Que are both children of the Lei Kingdom family, so they know the charm of this court drama, and any one of them can become a pillar on the stage when they go to the Lei Kingdom.

Fainro was also watching intently, her attention being more on the floor of the palace.

Unlike the gold paving outside the Yuezhou Pavilion, the ground of the Imperial Palace is not so luxurious, but there is a different kind of manor and atmosphere, and there is a sense of inviolability.

Hua Yinluo's practice touches the earth, and there is a mysterious connection with the earth at any time, but this connection here is very weak, which shows that this place is solid.

So it is with the earth, and so it is with the sky.

Of course, the appearance of the wind god was an accident, perhaps because the entire Imperial Palace's Dharma Protector Array was not opened to the highest level.

And the wind god has lived in the imperial capital for a long time to become a god, which also has its own powers.

In the third act, the jade screen shows the crops of the farmland, the sky is blazing, and the emperor ties up his dragon robe, pulls up his trouser legs, and rice appears in his hands.

The actor who played the emperor was quick, and the fresh rice was pulled out of the Qiankun bag he carried with him, but it gave the impression that it was plucked from the field.

The "emperor" put the dry flat rice to the tip of his nose, sniffed deeply, and showed an anxious look on his face.

In three acts, the image of an emperor who is "diligent in government and loves the people" jumps out.

Suddenly, the four black-clothed men who were almost forgotten by the audience burst out, and their swords greeted the emperor in unison.

Jingle ...... The emperor's body spun up, and his sword sparked.

"Really fighting?!"

"What do you think? Every time it's a real fight. ”

"Ahh

......

One of the four men in black was injured in the shoulder, one in the arm, and the other two were bloodied at the corners of their mouths, and the "emperor" turned pale and seemed to be about to lose his strength.

Whether it was really a fight or not, whether it was really injured or out of strength, the people present were clear-eyed people who looked at it and determined it.

This is acting, this is a fight for life, and it is also a loss to the theater king stage, if it was another stage, it would have fallen apart long ago.

"It doesn't have to be like this. ”

"You don't know, this excerpt of "Thorn Up" is my favorite scene to watch today. ”

"What do you mean?"

"I'll show you, do you have any other thoughts after reading it? ”

"Where do you dare to have any other ideas, they are all the thoughts of the young people. ”

"You know, it's actually a warning, for people who have ideas in their hearts. ”

"You're not right, if that's the case, then don't act like this, as soon as the four assassins jumped out, they took up their knives and took them down three times and divided five by two, so that they were very happy. “

"You are bragging, you know, dare to stab the mediocre hand?"

"And what does that mean?"

"I heard His Royal Highness the First Prince say that this drama is more for the prince, that is, to be vigilant at all times, even if it is a peaceful and prosperous era. ”

......

Wang Ming collected the transmission from everywhere, and with his own thoughts, his heart gradually became clear.

This is the same as the two states of mind that he must maintain when he meditates, the mind is often scattered and the mind is always scattered when he meditates, and the "loneliness" is easy to get drowsy, and the "loneliness" is easy to get drowsy, and the "loneliness" is to be treated with "loneliness".

This "melancholy" can also be said to be "vigilant", that is, to be vigilant at all times.

Wang Ming said in his heart, this drama of "Thorn" is to make the royal family always vigilant, don't lose their vigilance because of their existing status, otherwise they don't know how to die.

In the end, the four assassins died and were carried down, and the "emperor" was also seriously injured, but he still insisted on criticizing the chapter and working diligently. In the end, there was no heavenly age, that is, one hundred and twenty years old and died prematurely.

The curtain was closed, the lights disappeared, the stage of the opera king was dark, the twelve piano masters were silent, and there was no sound around them.

After a while, the applause rang out, and it was Emperor Shenwu himself who applauded.

When he applauded, the people around him also applauded, and soon the applause around him rang out.

In addition to the applause, there was the sound of nail leaves, and the earth began to tremble slightly.

The dragon scales who went to the Temple of the Flat Wind are back.

Sou!

A foul wind sounded.

No one screamed, because everyone knew that someone was throwing something from a hundred feet away, and it was thrown at the stage of the opera king.

The Grand Leader of the Dragonscales has struck.

Bang!

The stage of the opera king shook slightly, and some dust shook up.

The audience looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but gasp, a huge god head appeared on the stage, with a hideous face and hidden anger, as if they were very angry that someone cut off his head with a sword.