Throw money! Throw money hard!

The Great Stage of Paradise began to take shape rapidly under the stimulus of money......

A huge building that has never been seen before, standing proudly under the massive amount of wood, masonry and tarpaulin.

Song Wen began to work frantically again, instructing craftsmen to decorate and arrange little by little, and several furniture workshops began to build all kinds of tables, chairs and utensils according to the drawings provided by Song Wen, and the furniture was burned with the big name of the workshop...... Wu's Furniture Workshop!

There is also an advertising slogan that Song Wen helped come up with next to it...... Immortals dwell, ingenious! Wu's furniture, inheritance for a hundred years!

But what Song Wen worries about the most is the arrangement and practice of the entire show.

Dozens of sisters from Wazi Street had to come to a warehouse on Wazi Street every other day to rehearse the show, and Song Wen personally took full guidance from these sisters one-on-one to mouth...... I can see that Wang Zhiwei's eyes almost erupted with fire!

Chunniang was appointed by Song Wen as the chief manager, and Xiaofuzi was the deputy director...... Coupled with a few ruthless old mothers, all the women were controlled and obedient.

Carefully selected jugglers have to adapt to different performance scenes and tense and easy-changing background music! In addition to the silk and bamboo orchestra of the Teaching Workshop Division, there are also Hujian Huqin and sheepskin drums of the Hu people in the Western Regions......

The song and dance choreography was agreed upon by Chun Niang and Song Wen, and the rest of the language programs were reviewed and guided by Song Wen and Wang Zhiwei...... The most critical series and lively atmosphere Song Wen found two eight-sided exquisite teapots to be responsible, and the most critical eight dramas were arranged and reviewed by Song Wen himself......

The four Qinglou are a little inexplicable, and the spy goes back to tell these messy programs, and the four housekeepers are all confused...... How can a storyteller and an ancient one be mixed with an orchid dancer? Chest crushed boulder and silk bamboo?

No matter what, this year's Bianliang Oiran election has been in full swing, and each Qinglou has nominated a beautiful woman with both talent and beauty to compete for the position of the head of the Bianliang Oiran...... Let's use the Oiran to hold down Wazi Street first.

Song Wen stood in the box with his hands behind his back, looking down at the huge stage and various decorations that were gradually taking shape...... I can't help but feel a little sorry in my heart, this era is ...... It's a shame that there are no lighting effects.

If there is a light and shadow effect, Song Wen dares to open the party in the evening! In that case, Song Wen was sure to make the audience go completely crazy......

Beautifully printed pamphlets began to circulate quietly among the Bianliang market.

Mid-Autumn Festival, Bliss!

All the idle and idle gentlemen, as well as the powerful officials who had good kidney function, were all curious...... What is Song Wen going to do on Wazi Street?

The tent could no longer cover the huge building, and from a distance, a building like a huge palace actually rose from the ground in a circle.

Gradually, there are more and more tourists on Wazi Street, and everyone has to lie on the outside of the tent and look inside...... Then he left with a lot of emotion, and then secretly inquired about the tickets and entry qualifications for entering this Elysium stage.

Bianliang Moyuan ...... It is only half a mile away from the Genyue Royal Garden in the west, the garden is small but quiet and elegant, and there are patches of chrysanthemums of various colors planted in it.

Tomorrow will be in the four green buildings to elect a leader of this year's Oiran line, the last to win the first lady, the next year's head of silver and tea around the silver is afraid to grow more than ten times!

What does high society play? It's identity, it's status...... Isn't sleeping with an Oiran the most face-saving thing?

Even those poor acids with some ink in their stomachs are looking forward to it!

In the literary and artistic world, romantic characters and Qinglou are never separated! Oiran was sometimes willing to decorate the façade with these poor acids to show that he was not so greedy for money...... Of course, the poor people are thinking about prostitution! Maybe you can drop a few coins from the hands of the Oiran lady...... Leave a few more poems, sad spring and sad autumn, and make some reputation.

This is a tacit game, just like the three changes of Liu Yongliu who mixed with the flowers back then...... That's the world's first poor acid who pushes this game to the extreme!

If the imperial examination is not effective, he wrote lyrics and composed music for the Qinglou lady, and made a huge name in the market! Everywhere I went, there were Qinglou ladies who threw themselves into their arms and hugged them for romantic affairs......

But Song Wen didn't believe that an old guy who was poor and white-eyed and dizzy, even if he was talented, how many Qinglou ladies could really like it? Does old eggplant taste good? Even if the old eggplant tastes good, what's the point of being old and wilted?

It's just that everyone takes what they need, Liu Sanbian wants to eat and drink for nothing, and the lady of Qinglou wants a high reputation for a talented person.

Wang Zhiwei is regarded as a son of a powerful gentry, and he doesn't know how to get two invitations to Mo Yuan, and took Song Wenshi Shiran to see the excitement two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

In the past few days, every day, a lady elected by the four major Qinglou has performed in Mo Yuan to show her talents, and she has tried her best to show what she is best at, blowing the flute and stroking the piano, Danqing painting and chanting poems...... Basically, they will dance elegantly, and the fluttering water sleeves allow me to see pity, coquettishness, sorrow and babbling......

Today, it is the white lady of the Golden Jade Building who ascends the water pavilion, dressed in plain clothes and willow leaves, with beautiful eyebrows and dancing postures, the thin golden lotus and the white wrist like a hemp rod make a group of literati and ink writers very useful!

Song Wen took a sip of grape wine and shook his head indifferently...... This style, he really can't appreciate.

Wang Zhiwei has a wide range of tastes, and he doesn't refuse, pinching his chin and looking fascinated...... "Brother Wen, how much does this beautiful woman I see pitiful?" What kind of expression do you have...... Could it be that this white lady's heavenly beauty and national color can't enter your eyes? ”

Song Wen shrugged: "The tastes are different, I just don't like the performance that is too pretentious......"

The two of them were sitting in a remote corner, and there were not many people around. Almost all the rich and powerful people sat under the trees not far from the pavilion, with wine, delicacies, snacks and side dishes on the case, surrounded by some famous scholars and literati, while figuring out the thoughts of the powerful and slapping horses and reciting poems.

Wang Zhiwei wanted to ridicule Song Wen again, but Song Wen picked up a glass of wine and said disdainfully: "In this world, women can only rely on men, so the so-called beauties cater to the different tastes of men...... During the Han and Tang dynasties, the Central Plains Dynasty looked at the world in all directions, and men were martial and arrogant. So the woman's makeup is hot and unrestrained. It's very different from what it is now. ”

Wang Zhiwei frowned: "Now sick and weak women are popular, what do you mean by this...... Didn't my big Song boy have the legacy of the Han and Tang Dynasties? ”

Song Wen raised his head and drank a glass of grape wine, squinted at Wang Zhiwei and asked, "Is there one?" The Tang Dynasty was defeated in a battle, and the Khan was captured alive and danced in front of Emperor Taizong...... In the eastern expedition to Goryeo and the western desert, 10,000 Tang soldiers in the Western Regions can intimidate hundreds of small countries from trembling! What now? As for Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, who can go to me or go...... Only one champion Hou is enough to make a name for eternity! ”

Wang Zhiwei sighed and shook his head...... "The martial arts of this dynasty...... Truly...... Alas. ”

A cold snort suddenly came from behind a tree next to it!

"At a young age, he is not ashamed to speak, and he boasts of the glory of the Han and Tang Dynasties at every turn...... Don't you know that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was so reckless that the Han people were miserable, laying hidden dangers for the chaos in the world? Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty only valued the law and disrespected it, so that the court of the second emperor was chaotic and evil was rampant, and finally almost ruined Li Tang Jiangshan! The consequence of emphasizing military force and ignoring literature is that the martial arts finally completely disrupted the country and society, so that the festival made it difficult for the people to cut off the land and stand on their own...... If it weren't for the fact that I suppressed the martial arts in the peak of my gentle, courteous and frugal literary style, where would there be this peaceful country? ”