When all the seats were filled, there were servants and maids who brought all kinds of exquisite dishes and mellow wines, and placed them on the round table in front of everyone. In a short time, a table was full.

At this time, the sound of silk and bamboo on the stage gradually sounded, the curtain on the stage was slowly opened, and a play in costume gradually entered the scene.

This time it was an excerpt, Jiang Shu listened attentively for a while, only to see the babbling, no topic, patience was quickly exhausted, simply picked up the bamboo chopsticks beside him, lowered his head and concentrated on tasting the food on the table.

The Xu family is the richest man in Kyoto, and in order to show their identity, the banquet is a flowing water banquet. Before Jiang Shu had eaten thirty percent of his fill, another servant brought in a new dish and removed the dishes that had only been partially moved before.

After taking turns several times, the excerpt that lasted for more than an hour finally ended the curtain call.

However, the performance on the stage did not end there. A moment later, the rousing gongs and drums sounded backstage, the curtain was pulled open again, and a martial artist dressed in a black short-beaten man holding a stick walked out of the entrance at the rear right of the stage drunkenly.

Before he reached the center of the stage, a colorful tiger suddenly appeared at the entrance behind the left side of the stage and pounced on him.

"Yikes! It's Wu Song who fights the tiger——! Seeing this wonderful scene, Zhu Changying, who was in the adjacent seat, immediately stood up in surprise.

Jiang Shu subconsciously turned his head to look at him, a slight look of doubt appeared in his eyes, it was just a fight between Wu Song and the tiger, can he be excited like this?

But when she glanced over the other people present and saw that everyone was full of interest, she suddenly realized that in this era when there is no computer and television, watching dramas and juggling has become a relatively single spiritual sustenance in people's leisure time.

With infinite sympathy for the ancients, Jiang Shu sighed softly, pursed the corners of his lips, and followed to look at the stage.

Naturally, the "Wu Song" on the stage would not be pounced on by the "tiger" so easily, and he easily avoided the attack of the "tiger" by dodging and taking two steps back to one side.

Of course, the "tiger" refused to stop there, turned around neatly, turned a few times on the ground, and pounced on "Wu Song" again.

Next is "Wu Song" struggling to dodge, "Tiger" attacking again, "Wu Song" parrying with sticks, and "Wu Song" taking the initiative......

After a few rounds like this, if it is common sense, "Tiger" should gradually lose his strength and be knocked to the ground by "Wu Song".

However, the "tiger" on the stage did not look like it could be supported at all, and was still whirling with "Wu Song".

"What's the situation? Why isn't the tiger dead? The anomaly was quickly discovered by some of the guests in the audience.

"Who knows, maybe it's to make this play look exciting, so I added a scene." Someone speculated.

……

There was a lot of discussion under the stage.

At the same time, on the stage.

Wu Sheng, who played Wu Song, was about to be overwhelmed, so he had an opportunity to hold the stick and press it on the back of the "tiger", and said a little anxiously: "You are dying, dying!" ”

"I won't die, I won't die, I won't die——!" "Tiger" rolled over and pushed him away, stood up with his front paws off the ground, and opened his bloody jaw at him.

Half-hidden and half-exposed, a woman's delicate little face was revealed inside.

Wu Sheng, who played Wu Song, couldn't help but be stunned: "Third Miss, why are you?" ”