The two of them warmed up for a while and came to the corridor outside. Ruyan asked Xiaoman to inform everyone and prepare to rehearse the new play, so that Jia Cong could see it.

Through the railing, look at the busy crowd below. Jia Cong asked curiously: "Ruyan, what is the name of this new play?" Say it first, let Uncle Ben understand. Ruyan smiled, shook her head lightly and said, "Master, let the slave family sell it first, okay?" Just look at it carefully, it will definitely open your eyes, so that you will have a sense of surprise when you see it, right? Hearing Ruyan say this, Jia Cong became even more curious.

Could it be that they are like smoke, and they have really rehearsed something, and the amazing new play will not be successful.

"Well, since you say so, then I won't ask, listen to what you mean, it seems that I am very confident in this new play, which really arouses my interest, and I want to take a good look." Ruyan smiled: "The slave family is indeed quite confident, let's not talk about it for now, wait for you to see it later, and then we'll talk about it." Jia Cong said: "Then as you wish, don't you go down and make arrangements?" Ruyan said: "No, it's enough to have Xiaoman's girl below, she has followed the whole process these days, and she is very familiar." Jia Cong nodded and said, "Xiaoman, this girl, has some ability, and she is also clever, but she can help you a lot." Ruyan smiled: "Well, with Xiaoman, I'm a lot more relaxed, just give her a lot of things to do, and I can also be free." Jia Cong looked carefully at the stage below through the railing.

I saw that one screen after another was moved to the stage, and each screen was covered with a curtain, and the stage was quickly arranged.

Those little actors returned to Tianxianglou and began to put on makeup. After about two quarters of an hour, everything was ready, and the little actors were in place.

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"Oh hoop pedal" ran up and shouted excitedly: "Brother, it's going to start." Jia Cong smiled and pulled her to sit down beside him, and reproached: "Why are you running so fast, and no one is chasing you, if you accidentally fall, it will be miserable." Xichun grinned and said, "Brother, your sister is not such a useless person, although she is not as good as Sister Lin, but I also exercise regularly." Jia Cong glanced at her suspiciously, and said uncertainly: "Why didn't I know you were exercising?" Besides, I haven't seen you exercise, so it's not going to be me, is it? Xichun said unconvinced: "What, Sister Yun and I are in the garden, running around, isn't this also exercise?" I feel better and better, I don't believe you. As he spoke, he stood up and jumped on the spot a few times.

"Oh······" Jia Cong was speechless for a while, looking like I knew it was like this. Seeing the brother and sister bickering, Jia Cong looked speechless, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker.

"Giggles, what the fourth girl said also makes sense, running is also exercise, this is really no nonsense, I remember that my master used to run and exercise a lot." Ruyan is not wrong to say that, running is indeed a workout.

But Xichun and Shi Xiangyun, it was not running, but playing crazy in the garden, going up to the trees to dig birds, going into the water to catch fish, there was nothing they hadn't done, the tail of the green peacock was wiped out by the two of them.

Now the green peacock, seeing the two of them, turned around in fright and ran. The two of them together are a pair of trick-or-treater bags.

Here is a drum beat from below, and the show begins. A few people didn't bother about this matter, looked at the stage below, and saw the curtain slowly open, and on the huge screen, there was a scenery of a small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River.

A handsome man with a spear in his hand was wielding a spear in the yard, and the spear was like a dragon.

Next to her stood a beautiful woman with a towel in her hand, looking eagerly at the man dancing with a gun.

At this time, another person came in the courtyard, carrying a pair of iron halberds behind him, and when he saw that the people in the courtyard were practicing dance, he laughed and said, "Brother Yang, you are really diligent." When Brother Yang saw the comer, his eyes lit up, his body turned, and the spear in his hand pierced the person straight away.

"Brother Guo, take it." That Brother Guo did not show weakness, rubbed his body, copied the double halberd into his hand, and the two rolled over and fought together.

After a long time, the two of them each collected their weapons, and the two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Happy, happy." The woman beside her stepped forward,

"Uncle, Lang Jun, you can rest and rest." Seeing this, Jia Cong didn't know that this was a stage play of "The Legend of the Shooting Heroes".

What's more, this script is closer to a modern script, which is to digest and absorb some of the modern concepts that Jia Cong told them.

Then there was the snowy night fight, the officers and soldiers wiped out, the battle of Yanyulou, the birth of Guo Jing, the desert apprentices, etc., scenes reproduced in front of me, although it was still a little immature, but it was also very so.

These little plays, although they are young, are very good at performing kung fu. Xichun said happily: "Brother, this is really good-looking, isn't this what you talked about "The Legend of the Withering Heroes"?" This is much better than those dramas that only know how to sing, and I'll tell Sister Yun later. Jia Cong said: "Well, it's really interesting, like smoke, you guys have taken a big step forward in opera." Now everyone is listening to the play, and everyone will watch the play in the future, so the more attention is paid to the performance of the kung fu, the more real the performance, the more popular it is. Hearing the recognition of the two audiences, Ruyan is still very happy, which is also her hard work.

"The master and the four girls think it looks good, and the slave family is relieved, and it is not in vain, our efforts during this time. Listen to the meaning of the master, isn't it useless to sing in the future? Jia Cong said: "Survival of the fittest is the law of survival of nature, with better things, who still uses those bad ones, you should all understand this truth." Of course, these operas will not disappear, but there are fewer people who like them, and they are gradually declining. In the future, this kind of stage drama will occupy the mainstream, no longer focusing on singing, but more towards normal talking and communication like us, and putting what we have experienced, such as the last trip to the sea, on the screen as it is. Singing skills are not useless, but they are separated separately, just like the kind of singing in the Qinglou, which is mainly based on singing, beautiful melody, with beautiful lyrics, or lingering, or unrestrained, or passionate, or joyful, or sad, which is more likable. Jia Cong's words made Ruyan stunned.

Although I admire myself as a man and believe in him very much, these words are still a little hard to believe.

This man is undoubtedly very good, it's just a matter of the future, who knows. Could it be that he can really predict the future?

"Master, how do you know about the future? Even if Miss Miaoyu can count, I'm afraid she can't count, right? Xichun's eyes widened, waiting for Jia Cong to answer.

Jia Cong smiled: "I have just mentioned that the survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, these eight words are enough to explain." Seeing that they were still puzzled, Jia Cong said again: "The last time I fought on the canal, you have all seen the power of firearms, if I have a team equipped with firearms, who is my opponent in this world?" If you continue to fight with knives and guns, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, the world of swords has become a thing of the past, and the future is the world of firearms, which is the survival of the fittest. So you get the idea. The two nodded thoughtfully, not knowing whether they really understood or faked.

Ruyan asked: "Master, is it only through continuous progress that we will not be eliminated?" Jia Cong smiled: "You finally understand, it is this truth, everyone likes good things, and everyone dislikes bad things, in fact, everyone understands, but few people go to the bottom of it." Ruyan smiled and said: "Thank you for the empowerment, now I really understand." Xichun said: "Brother, I also understand." ”······ Xichun returned to the garden and told the sisters about the stage play "The Legend of the Shooting Point Heroes", and everyone was interested.

The next thing is to organize a group to go to the play, and after watching it once, I said yes again and again, and watched it twice in a row, and then I stopped.

Then, I called Mother Jia, Aunt Xue and others over and watched it again. The old people like Mother Jia and Aunt Xue are used to the old dramas in the past, and they just feel a little novel and fresh to watch these stage plays, which they don't like as much as these young people.

It's Wang Xifeng, who has never studied, I like it very much, and I understand it when I hear it. It's not like those operas, which can be heard in a foggy way.

When Ruyan is fine, she goes to Xichun's yard to help her paint, and occasionally Jia Cong will go with her.

During this period, the poetry club held several poetry meetings, in addition to Xiangling, even Ruyan also joined the poetry club, and there were many people, and it became more lively.

Jia Cong also participates every time, mainly to join in the fun. Occasionally, when inspiration comes, one or two sentences will pop up, and even a copy of a poem, which will cause everyone to exclaim again and again.

Even Lin Daiyu said: "Brother Cong, you and Xiangling can learn poetry with me, I believe that it won't be long before a great poet will appear in the Jia family." Jia Cong was noncommittal about this, if he really wanted to copy it, he would become a poet in an instant.

He doesn't have much time now, and in addition to playing with his sisters, Jia Cong is also taking the time to transform the steel refining process in the hope of making more advanced firearms.

At the same time, several top craftsmen were found and a trial production team for internal combustion engines was formed. According to the information and ideas provided by Jia Cong, the experiment was carried out again and again, in order to succeed as soon as possible.

With an internal combustion engine, there is a source of power. All kinds of machinery and equipment do not need to be by the river, they are driven by hydraulic power, and the concealment is better.

At the same time, their own warships also have new power, which can save a lot of manpower, and the sailing speed will also be increased a lot.

Jia Cong has decided that no matter what happens in the future, the sea forces will never give up. He is ready to build a powerful fleet that can crisscross the four seas to protect the continent and deter the four empires.

Every six or seven days, Jia Cong would go to Zhuangzi to see the progress of various studies and grasp first-hand information.

Sometimes I go alone, and sometimes I take Lin Daiyu with me to play in Zhuangzi for a day.

On this day, the two had just returned from Zhuangzi and came to the inner courtyard of Ningguo Mansion. When the maids saw Jia Cong coming back, they stepped forward to congratulate her.

"Congratulations to Grandpa Guo, congratulations to Grandpa Guo." This sudden congratulations made Jia Cong feel a little inexplicable, could it be that there was something happy that could not be done, but why didn't he know?

glanced at Lin Daiyu suspiciously, and Lin Daiyu was also looking at herself puzzled. Jia Cong said: "Is there any happy event in the house? The maid said: "The words of the grandfather who returned to China are a great joy, a great joy, and you will be happy if you know it." ”

"Oh, then tell me what kind of happy event it is, and I'm confused." Jia Cong also wondered in his heart, he shouldn't know if there was a happy event, could it be that there was a holy decree in the palace and he was promoted?

But this shouldn't be, based on the intelligence analysis of Dai Quan and the empress, Emperor Longqing will not use his own now, he wants to leave himself to the next emperor to protect the safety of Dachu.

The maid smiled and said, "Grandpa Guo, Sister Mandarin Duck won't let me say it, you can ask her later." After speaking, I was afraid that Jia Cong would ask again, so I turned around and ran away.

Jia Congyi was really speechless, he was not at home, this has become the world of mandarin ducks. Turning his head to Lin Daiyu, he said, "I don't know what the matter is, it's mysterious." Lin Daiyu said: "It won't be a reward from the palace or something, right?" Jia Cong shook his head and said: "Probably not, the court will not use me in the short term, I can accompany you well, if this becomes a parent, it would be great." Lin Daiyu knew what Jia Cong meant, her face couldn't help but blush slightly, she glared at Jia Cong and said, "Bah, you actually want to do beautiful things." Jia Cong smiled and said: "It's a beautiful thing, not only am I beautiful, but you are also very beautiful." Lin Daiyu slapped Jia Cong with a red face, and said angrily: "Brother Cong, can you stop talking nonsense outside, let people hear it, what does it look like." Jia Cong begged for mercy: "Okay, don't talk about it, when no one is around, let's talk quietly, let's go back first and see what the happy event is, I'm a little curious." Lin Daiyu said: "Brother Cong, you really can't guess? Jia Cong said: "I can't guess, you are so smart, why don't you help me guess?" Lin Daiyu said with a smile: "The guessing effort is here, why bother doing it." While the two were talking, they came to Jia Cong's room.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw everyone gathered here, all the people who should have come came, and there was no shortage of anyone, even You Shi and Qin Keqing.

Seeing the two of them enter the door, everyone gathered around and said congratulations.

"Congratulations, congratulations."

"Master, congratulations, great joy."

"Uncle Cong, congratulations." ······ Jia Cong said: "Stop, stop, don't be busy congratulating first, I'm still confused, what kind of happy event is, you have to let me know first." Mandarin duck, you guy didn't let people tell me, say, what do you want to do? The mandarin duck smiled and said, "Master, don't I want to surprise you, this is a great joy for our Ning Guofu, a great happy event, Ping'er is pregnant." ”