As early as the Song and Yuan dynasties, Jiangxi was a theater nest.

Zhou Deqing, a native of Jiangxi, single-handedly formulated the "Central Plains Rhyme", ending the chaotic phenomenon of Yuan Qu creation, and was known as the "ancestor of the rhyme".

Wei Liangfu, a native of Jiangxi, absorbed the local opera tones of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, improved the Kunshan dialect singing method, and created a new style of singing, which is known as the "originator of Kunqu Opera".

Tang Xianzu, a native of Jiangxi, a generation of opera masters, does not need to be repeated.

Fei Songnian has two hobbies in his life: one is food, and the other is opera.

is nearly eighty years old, his body is fat as a ball, and he has nothing else to enjoy, he just listens to the play when he is full every day.

"A few songs of Pingshan Exhibition, the depth of the residual eyebrows. Why can't I keep the soft intestines in the ......?"

Fei Songnian was lying on the chair for a while, his fingers tapping his fat belly, and singing along with the horns on the stage.

Singing and singing, his mouth was a little dry, and he gently raised a finger, and the house slave immediately stuffed the spout of the teapot over.

Moistening his throat, Fei Songnian continued to shake his head.

"Master, master, no!" A house slave rushed in panic.

Fei Songnian frowned and said, "The ancestral house is on fire?" Why dare you come to disturb the master to listen to the play? Stand honestly, big things, wait until I finish listening to the trick! ”

The slave waited anxiously, but Heng Zhi couldn't hold back, unfolded the big-character poster, and held it in front of Fei Songnian: "Master, let's take a look first." ”

Fei Songnian glanced at it curiously, suddenly his eyes widened, and he struggled to sit up, grabbed it in his hand and read it carefully.

Reading and reading, I suddenly felt that my blood was surging, and the whole person almost fainted.

He had a son in his sixties, and he was already suspicious. It's just that as my son gets older and more like when he was a child, he is completely at ease.

And proud of it, boasting that the sword is not old!

But this big-character poster said that his wife Zhang seduced his nephew. If it is really a nephew's species, it seems normal to look like him, after all, the descendants of the Fei family are of the same lineage.

Fei Songnian trembled and asked, "Where did this thing come from!" ”

The house slave replied, "Stick it on the pillar of the three-man pavilion." ”

Three-person pavilion!

Three-person pavilion!

That is Fei's in order to show the majesty, announcing that the family has a first auxiliary, specially built in the most lively area of the archway!

In the whole Leadshan County, there are the most people.

The article of his wife seducing his nephew was actually posted in the three-person pavilion, wasn't it seen by businessmen from several provinces in the south of the Yangtze River?

"Boom!"

Fei Songnian suddenly collapsed, rolling from his chair to the ground, his ears and nose bleeding, and his pupils gradually dilated.

"Sir!"

"What's wrong with you, sir?"

"Hurry up and ask for a doctor, the master has fainted!"

It is not easy for a fat man who is nearly eighty years old to live to this age, and at this moment high blood pressure directly rushed to cerebral hemorrhage.

Before the doctor arrived, Fei Songnian had already lost his breath.

Whether it was Zhao Han or Pang Chunlai, they never thought that they would make people angry on the spot.

"Master, master, how can I live if you die!"

When Zhang heard the news, he rushed over, lying there crying and grabbing the ground, and behind him stood Fei Yuanjian, the little bully of the private school.

Fei Yuanjian has no sense of grief, there is a huge age difference between him and his father, and he was carefully brought up by his nursing mother since he was a child. Moreover, the father was soaked in the troupe all day long, and the father and son didn't even have time to eat together.

Fei Yuanjian subconsciously glanced at everyone and found that the house slaves around him were all looking at him with a strange look.

Yes, I should cry, otherwise it will be unfilial.

"Dad, Dad......" Fei Yuanjian threw himself over and cried, but unfortunately his acting skills were so poor that not only could he not squeeze out tears at all, but even his sad expression was very stiff.

Suddenly, Zhang got up and pointed to the stage: "It's all these cheap embryos, singing, singing, singing all day long, only singing all day long, hooking the old man's soul is gone, and now he has taken his life away." Someone is coming, find all the money they cheated from the master, and then beat them out for me! ”

Fei Songnian had a total of eight concubines in his life, seven of which were all born in operas, and the Zhang family had endured it for decades.

Fei Songnian is usually very good to the actors, and the entire troupe regards him as relatives and elders, and at this moment, many actors are crying around him.

They are crying with true feelings, not only crying that Fei Songnian died unexpectedly, but also crying that they will not be able to find such a good home in the future.

But Zhang's words, the tricksters are stupid, how can there be a way to recover the past rewards?

The house slaves immediately went out and drove the puppeteers with sticks to force them to hand over their money quickly.

"Wow! Woowoowoo......"

Zhang went back on his stomach and continued to weep there sadly.

Her personal maid finally brought a big-character poster and reminded in a low voice: "Madam, don't cry in a hurry, you can take a look at this first." ”

Many house slaves covered their mouths and snickered, even feeling schadenfreude.

Don't think that if you are born in a big family, you have much grace and cultivation, and the abuse of domestic slaves can be seen everywhere.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the slaves in Jiangnan changed, and there were even domestic slaves who killed their masters and carried their masters' heads to the government to surrender. said that he was humiliated and wanted to die with his master, which shows how much he is usually bullied.

Zhang didn't know the truth, wiped his tears and looked at it, and before he finished reading the content on the paper, he felt that the world was spinning.

"Madame fainted too!"

The whole family is up and down, chickens and dogs jumping.

The actors took the opportunity to pack up and escape, and some house slaves also ran back to the master's house, stealing some gold and silver ornaments and hiding them.

Fei Yuanjian was young after all, so he couldn't understand the situation, so he picked up the big-character poster curiously.

Then, people are stupid.

Am I really not biological?

So who is my biological father?

Zhang quickly woke up, and the first thing he said when he opened his eyes was to cry: "I'm not alive anymore......"

She got up and jumped into the pool under the stage, where she was held back by her faithful house slave.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you jump, the pool water will at most flood your knees, and it will be too cold in winter to catch a cold.

……

Bayou Town, street teahouse.

"Have you heard? Fei Taigong's son is not his own! ”

"Which Fei Taigong?"

"It's just that he was born very fat, he raised a drama troupe at home, and he had a son in his sixties."

"Hey, I said a long time ago, how can you still have a son in your sixties?"

"Who is the adulterer?"

"It must be his family's house slave."

"Not a house slave, it's his nephew."

"Auntie and nephew? Gave birth to a son? ”

"Isn't it?"

"Oh, this is a thunderstorm!"

"What's more? The Zhang family is in her fifties, and the last time I saw her at the dock, she was as white as a little woman, and she didn't abide by women's morals when she was greased and powdered. I heard that she not only seduced her nephew, but also had an affair with the family's drama troupe. ”

"Fei Taigong is not a serious thing, and often wears costumes to pretend to be women. Do you remember, there was a temple fair at the beginning of the year, and Mrs. Fei came out wearing a woman's costume. I heard that he is a good man, he is in his seventies and does not cultivate, and he has a hot fight with the men in the troupe. ”

"I know, I know, there is a famous character named Li Sheng, and I heard that he often sleeps in the same bed with Fei Taigong and Zhang."

"Tut-tut, it sounds dirty."

“……”

The town of Estuary is very lively, and the streets and docks are going viral, and all kinds of oil and vinegar are added.

Pang Chunlai's peachy article is written in a very general manner.

But those market communicators automatically filled in the details, and even determined several male protagonists, which derived more than a dozen different versions.

The business travelers who traveled from south to north were tired from the long journey, but this time they finally had something to talk about.

There are also merchants, when passing by the archway, sneering and snorting.

My aunt and grandmother seduced her nephew and grandnephew, and gave birth to a seed of evil, which is simply a thunderstorm!

The children of the Fei family, whether they were the main sect or the side lineage, hurriedly ran away when they heard the news, and they were pointed at in the town without face, and they all returned home to tell their elders about the matter.

……

Hanzhu Academy.

Fei Yuanlu looked at the big-character poster stupidly, first angry, then gloomy, and finally scolded: "This Pang Weiran, it's really not a good thing, it's in vain that I took him in kindly!" ”

"Chief Shan, I heard that more than a dozen sheets have been posted all over the academy, do you want to send someone to take them back?" The servant reminded.

Fei Yuanlu looked depressed: "Can you get back the black and white words, can you get back the rumors and people's hearts?" It was posted in the academy, and presumably it was also posted in Hekou Town. ”

Fei Yuanlu went straight to Fei Yinghuan's room, knocked on the door for a long time, Wei Jianxiong came out to open the door, and the young master Fei was still dressed and yawning inside.

"It's three poles on the sun, and the United States and China are still sleeping?" Fei Yuanlu said with a cold face.

The United States and China, Jokhang are all Fei Yinghuan's words.

Fei Yinghuan said with a smile: "Uncle, don't blame, my nephew was delayed from reading last night." ”

Fei Yuanlu handed over the big-character poster: "Let's take a look at the United States." ”

Fei Yinghuan was sleepy-eyed, but after reading the two paragraphs, he was immediately in high spirits, and couldn't help but praise: "Good writing!" seems to be popular and straightforward, but it has the samadhi of a novelist, and just a few words make people think about it. ”

Is this a literary thing?

Fei Yuanlu listened to the black line on his forehead.

Such an unobtrusive junior, Fei Yuanlu really wanted to kick it over. He suppressed his anger and instructed Wei Jianxiong: "You go out first and close the door." ”

Wei Jianxiong led the door out, and there were only two people left in the room.

Fei Yuanlu said: "Most of this absurd rumor has spread all over Hekou Town. ”

Even Fei Yinghuan's character couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and exclaimed: "Fei's name, I'm afraid it's going to resound in the south of the Yangtze River!" ”

"What resounded in Jiangnan? You are the only one who lifts the word generation, can you be serious when you speak! Fei Yuanlu felt so tired.

Fei Yinghuan sat on the edge of the bed and put on his shoes slowly, and said with a smile: "If my nephew is serious, can he stop the rumors from spreading?" Lead Mountain Feishi, is there still less pickling? I think it's okay to make a fuss, and I can take the opportunity to rectify the door. ”

Fei Yuanlu showed a look of approval: "Although the United States and China have a frivolous personality, they are worthy of being a thousand-mile horse of my Fei family, and what I think is exactly what I want." ”

"Uncle, please speak clearly." Fei Yinghuan was still slowly putting on her shoes.

Fei Yuanlu said: "If you want to rectify the style of the Fei family, you should start by rectifying Hanzhu Academy. If you want to rectify Hanzhu Academy, you should take back the school fields and school properties that have been encroached upon by each branch. Looking at the wealthy families in the world, how can anyone occupy their own school fields? It's shameless! Can the United States and China help me? ”

Fei Yinghuan said with a smile: "My nephew is used to being leisurely, I'm afraid I can't help much." ”

"The United States and China can be the deputy head of Hanzhu Academy." Fei Yuanlu immediately opened a bid code.

Fei Yinghuan cried with a sad face: "Uncle, my nephew really doesn't want to care, there are too many messy things in the clan, once it is touched, don't think about it in the future." ”

Fei Yuanlu said: "My old uncle (Fei Songnian), who lost the face of the Fei family this time, has to give the clan an explanation. He has a shop in the estuary, which is not bad, I wonder if the ointment and China are worth it? ”

"Uncle Hugh wants to say more, is my nephew like that?"

Fei Yinghuan looked angry, and then said obligedly: "Since my uncle wants to rectify the door, my nephew should help him!" ”