Liyuan is a "comprehensive art school" established by Li Longji, whose main responsibilities are to arrange and write lyrics, train instrumentalists and dancers.

It is in close harmony with the Taichang Temple, which specializes in ceremonial music, and the Inner and Outer Workshops, which are used for singing, dancing, and music, and are responsible for supporting the entertainment of the royal family and the government.

The top manager of the pear orchard is known as Cui Gong (or Ya Gong).

This position has always been held by Li Longji himself, equivalent to the president (or dean), and has never been replaced.

Cui Gong has two sets of people, the editor and the Le Ying General (also known as Kui Ling).

Editors, as the name suggests, are responsible for arranging and composing music, and there are not many fixed editors under his command, but Li Longji often uses the power in his hands to let Hanlin scholars or famous literati compile programs, such as He Zhizhang, Wang Wei and others.

And Li Longji, Lei Haiqing, Gongsun Damiang and others have all served as Le Yingjun. The person who now holds this position is Lei Haiqing. Li Longji has long become a hands-off shopkeeper.

They are the leaders in charge of specific performance affairs, which means that after Li Longji explains, the music camp will organize and arrange performance activities in the future.

At this time, the stage had been set up in the Forbidden Garden of Liyuan, the table where the guests ate was located at a high place, and the stage was located at a low place, which was very similar to the theater in Fang Chongyong's previous life, but the scale was much smaller.

I have to say that although Li Longji is not very concerned about governing the country, he is indeed a person who understands art and can play. Just looking at the venue layout of this banquet, you can know that people who don't often watch performances and organize performances can't think of this stubble at all.

Although the banquet venue was very large, Fang Chongyong saw at a glance that Lao Zheng, who was wearing Tang Jin, was bragging to his colleagues around him, looking in high spirits.

The Tang Dynasty belonged to the transitional period between China's "separate meal system" and "joint meal system", so there were often several people sitting on different high stools at large banquets, sharing a table to eat, and the meals between each other did not interfere with each other, which can be regarded as a "sitting together meal sharing system".

"Come on, come on, I will introduce you, this is Wei Jingzhao (Wei Jian), don't you want to be polite?"

Zheng Shuqing beckoned Fang Chongyong to come and sit down, and introduced to the official wearing a round-necked purple robe next to him: "Fang Jieshuai's only son, Fang Chongyong, a prodigy in Chang'an. ”

Wei Jian smiled awkwardly and saluted Fang Chongyong, not knowing what to say to this half-grown child.

Fang Youde's face still has to be given, but more is not necessary.

Unlike Zheng Shuqing, the current Wei Jian has two identities.

One is Li Linfu's core henchmen. Because he married Jiang Jiao's daughter, and Jiang Jiao is Li Linfu's uncle, the two can be regarded as relatives. Li Linfu was very kind to Wei Jian and helped him become Jing Zhaoyin.

But Wei Jian still has an identity, his sister is Li Heng's princess!

Li Heng is not the crown prince now, so the relationship with Li Linfu has not deteriorated. Therefore, Wei Jian's way of riding the wall can go on for the time being.

But Wei Jian, the prophet of Chunjiang Plumbing Duck, has already felt the subtle changes in interpersonal relationships caused by the drastic changes in the political situation, as well as the subtle changes in Li Linfu's attitude towards him.

No one thought that the much-anticipated King Shou not only lost the crown prince forever because of the death of his mother Concubine Wu Hui, but also Princess Shou was robbed by Li Longji!

Now this mud bodhisattva has crossed the river, and it is difficult to protect himself!

In addition, Zhang Jiuling was dismissed as prime minister, Zhang Shouqi entered the court, and the central ministers had a big blood change, so that Wei Jian had to be cautious in his words and deeds.

He can't learn from Lao Zheng's free and easy.

"Why are you wearing Tang Jin!"

Fang Chongyong pulled Zheng Shuqing aside and complained in a low voice.

"Why? Of course, it is to bring up the fashion of wearing Tang Jin, you don't understand the rules of these officialdoms. ”

Zheng Shuqing waved his hand and said disappreciatively.

What else should he do, as an official who supervises Tang Jin, taking the lead in wearing this is the "unspoken rule" of this era.

Everyone can accept it if you wear it, but if you don't wear it, it will cause suspicion.

You don't even wear the fabric you personally supervised, and you dare to offer it to the saints, what is your intention?

The basic logic is obvious.

And wearing robes made of Tang brocade at banquets is likely to set off a trend of wearing Tang brocade in aristocratic circles, thus affecting the taste of the upper echelons of the empire.

Zheng Shuqing felt that this kind of "only adults understand" thing, there was no need to talk about it in detail with a half-old child like Fang Chongyong, especially on such an occasion. Otherwise, Zheng Shuqing would not have sent someone to send a robe for Fang Chongyong to wear to the banquet today.

"There's a damn thing."

Seeing that Zheng Shuqing picked up a piece of steamed "Yuan Jia Pear" and was about to put it in his mouth, Fang Chongyong leaned over and lowered his voice and said, "In addition to a few apprentices of Aunt Gongsun, there are three people wearing this kind of clothes made of Tang Jin. ”

Fang Chongyong continued with a sad face: "Zheng Shilang, yourself, me, and ...... Former Princess Shou. ”

Let's go!

The chopsticks in Zheng Shuqing's hand fell on the table! The pear that had not been eaten in half of the bite in his mouth fell to the ground. After he subconsciously swallowed the contents of his mouth, he asked incoherently, "That, that... This, will it ......?"

"Yes."

Fang Chongyong nodded and said.

Yang Yuhuan can wear it, why doesn't Li Longji wear Tang Jin at this banquet? The reason is very simple, this is the same reason as Zheng Shuqing wearing Tang Jin.

If the trend is brought up, then Li Longji will wear it after the banquet, anyway, someone will help him wade through the thunder; If this kind of fabric is complained of being inferior and vulgar at the banquet, it is Zheng Shuqing who is ashamed, not him.

Since he is a saint of Chang'an, he naturally puts face first.

No matter how ugly he is, he can't be ugly himself.

"How did she get such a dress?"

Zheng Shuqing calmed down and asked suspiciously.

"Because, the saint is the biggest person in the Tang Kingdom, why does Zheng Shilang think that he can cover the sky with one hand?"

Fang Chongyong looked at Zheng Shuqing like a fool and asked rhetorically.

If you go through the official process, it will definitely not be possible for the clothes to reach Yang Yuhuan now.

However, the so-called "official" priority is also ranked behind Li Longji, the son of heaven.

"Act I! Join the military drama! ”

A child of Liyuan held a sign at the performance venue to announce the curtain.

"What is a military drama?"

Fang Chongyong pulled Zheng Shuqing's sleeve and asked.

"Are you still in the mood to watch the show? If we can't think of a way, we're all going to be out of luck today! ”

Zheng Shuqing blew his beard and glared at the side, so anxious that he was about to cry.

Don't give Yang Yuhuan good clothes to wear, you yourself put them on first, is this like words?

She can not wear it, but you can't not send it!

If Yang Yuhuan didn't wear Tang Jin, Zheng Shuqing could still fool the past, because Li Longji couldn't imagine whether the other party looked good in Tang Jin, so he wouldn't pursue the matter.

But the current situation is that Li Longji already knows that Yang Yuhuan is very beautiful in a robe made of this kind of fabric, so Zheng Shuqing's "ill-intentioned" attempt is obviously exposed.

"Zheng Shilang, when Princess Huishou comes out to dance, and the saint sees that we are wearing the same clothes as her, will you think that you are the Son of Heaven, she is the concubine, and I am the young prince?"

Fang Chongyong whispered teasing in Zheng Shuqing's ear.

"That's right! So why are you so calm? ”

Zheng Shuqing lamented, he obviously thought of this stubble.

"Don't worry about watching the play, I'll guarantee you are okay later. I'll pay you my head if something happens. ”

Fang Chongyong said indifferently.

"Are you sure?"

In view of Fang Chongyong's miraculous performance in the past, Zheng Shuqing also calmed down.

"Sure, have I ever cheated you? Wait a minute, as long as you're thick-skinned, you'll be fine. ”

Fang Chongyong said with a smile, he found that many of the dishes on the table were unique in shape, some were rough and bold, and some were delicate and exquisite.

Among them, there seems to be a "Jade Buddha Guanyin" that is not used for eating, but is simply posed out for modeling to increase the "sense of ceremony" of the banquet.

There are only a few of these dishes that I have seen, let alone eaten them.

Riding a horse, Li Longji is really extravagant.

Fang Chongyong secretly complained in his heart, but this did not prevent him from eating and drinking here.

As a member of the "ruling class", this identity is not something he can get rid of if he wants to.

"Do you need to be thick-skinned? I'm not a madman like Youheng. ”

Zheng Shuqing said vigilantly.

"Don't worry, watch the play. By the way, what kind of military drama was reported just now, what is this? ”

Fang Chongyong grabbed a "Jusheng slave" on the table and ate it, and asked while watching the play while eating.

Later, Zhao Shile, because of the corruption of an official who joined the army, he ordered an artist to pretend to join the army, and another artist teased from the side, so there was a so-called military drama.

The person who was teased was called the army, and the person who teased him was called the falcon, and the two feet made funny dialogues and performances, hence the name of the military play.

In short, don't ask so much, this play is not interesting, just watch it. ”

Zheng Shuqing waved his hand disapprenously and said. explained a little what it means to join the army.

What does it mean to be "funny"?

Sima Qian's "Biography of Funny" for burlesque artists in the "Historical Records" has an explanation.

Among them, the burlesque artists are called "haiyu", and these people are just the playthings of the rulers, and they are not popular among the people, who are responsible for amusing the king and dispeling boredom for them.

Looking at the performance on the stage, Fang Chongyong felt a bit like a sketch from his previous life, coupled with the melodious music.

It's kind of interesting, but that's about it.

Fang Chongyong nodded slightly, looking at it with relish.

"Act II, Rumor Girl!"

After the play of joining the army, the curtain came out again, held up a sign, and shouted loudly.

"There are people in Northern Qi whose surname is Su, who is really not a scholar, and calls himself Langzhong; He was a heavy drinker and beat his wife every time he was drunk.

The wife is sad, and she complains to the neighborhood, and people make it happen.

The husband wore a woman's clothes, and Xu walked into the scene to sing, and each stack, the others sang in unison, 'Stepping on the ballad and coming!' Rumors are bitter and come! With its steps and songs, it is called 'stepping on the ballad'; When the husband arrives, he fights and laughs. ”

The reporter did not walk away, but stepped aside and began to "narrate".

Fang Chongyong turned his head and asked Zheng Shuqing with a stunned expression: "What are you doing?" ”

"Tell the audience what they're playing."

Zheng Shuqing was asked inexplicably.

"It's good to watch a play, why talk about this?"

"If you don't talk about this, who knows what the opera is playing?"

Zheng Shuqing looked at Fang Chongyong and asked in confusion, this Fang prodigy is smart and smart, but he is always stupid on some common sense issues.

After a while, the Tang Dynasty version of "Farewell My Concubine" was staged, and "Fairy Dance" with the participation of many young dancers and so on.

Not only these dances and operas, but also acrobatics with tricky angles are performed.

Fang Chongyong saw a thin boy standing on a horizontally placed wheel, and someone next to him was constantly turning the wheel.

That boy can actually do all kinds of unbelievably difficult movements on the rotating wheel, and at the same time he can even play the flute!

Previously, all the musicians were behind a half-enclosed screen, and the silhouettes of the musicians could only be seen through the semi-transparent silk on the screen. Now it is the first time that Fang Chongyong has seen someone else playing the flute in public.

What a stunt!

Fang Chongyong couldn't help but sigh.

Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion. This kung fu of playing the flute and playing acrobatics is afraid that without ten years of polishing, it will be difficult to reach the hall of elegance.

"I didn't see Yang Yuhuan come out."

Zheng Shuqing handed the "program list" to Fang Chongyong with a strange face, this seems to be a lively banquet performance, but in fact it hides a murderous intention.

People who don't have a sense of vigilance, when they go home after the banquet, will be killed for an inconspicuous little reason, and they won't even be able to figure out what the problem is until they die.

"The next show is the song of neon clothes and feathers, which is also the finale."

Fang Chongyong whispered.

Li Longji's seat was in the main seat on the north side, which was far away from here, and he could only see the general appearance, and he couldn't see the expression on the other party's face.

In short, the current Li Longji is very calm, basically has no body movements, as if a sculpture is sitting in place.

"The last scene, the song of the neon dress and feather!"

The "announcer" shouted, and then hurried down.

The venue that had been whispering constantly suddenly quieted down, and a young woman wearing a graceful and luxurious Tang brocade robe dancing on the stage suddenly attracted everyone's attention!

It's her! She must be Yang Yuhuan!

Fang Chongyong had an extremely strong premonition in his heart, he didn't need to be introduced by others at all, he only glanced at it, and knew that this woman couldn't be someone else.

Soon, the solo dance turned into a group dance, and the four dancers who were dressed in slightly dull colors, but with the same style of clothes, began to dance around Yang Yuhuan, and Fang Chongyong saw that one of them was Li Twelve Niang, the apprentice of Gongsun Auntie!

Yang Yuhuan's set of clothes, probably not because Li Longji wanted to play dress up on a whim, but it is very likely that Yang Yuhuan accidentally saw Li Shiniang and others rehearsing in Liyuan, so he had a plan and deliberately wanted to make himself a set of Tang Jin's clothes, and then fix his favor in front of Li Longji!

This woman is not as simple as she thinks. She is also very adaptable to the change of her identity, and she is very calm.

At this moment, Gao Lishi beckoned the eunuchs in the palace to distribute pens and ink to the guests.

Li Longji's meaning is very clear: This is Lao Tzu's woman, you all hurry up and praise her to pat her!

Whoever shoots well will be rewarded!

"Zheng Shilang, please start your performance."

Fang Chongyong handed the paper and pen sent by the eunuch to Zheng Shuqing and said.

"Perform what?"

Zheng Shuqing hasn't come back to his senses yet, and now his mind is full of beauties with weak bones and muscles.

"Perform your sycophant kung fu, shoot well, and this matter will be solved."

Fang Chongyong said meaningfully.

"Shoot whom?"

"Yang Yuhuan."

"How do you shoot it?"

Zheng Shuqing was stunned for a moment, writing poems and slapping sycophants, he wouldn't! What's more, it's a woman's ass!

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. What do you think? ”

Fang Chongyong wrote these two lines of poetry on a piece of paper and asked.

"Absolutely!"

Zheng Shuqing looked at the other party with a shocked expression.

"Now that you know, why don't you hurry up?"

Fang Chongyong pointed in the direction of Li Longji's seat and made a look.