In the workshop, a eunuch led a delicate little woman through.

The two ordinary female musicians who were tuning the piano in the courtyard couldn't help but look up and talk in a low voice.

Wei Erniang sneered: "It's a beautiful one again, I wonder if she can enter the inner teaching workshop this year?" ”

She is ugly, her singing skills are average, and she is a palace person who is bought by the teaching workshop at a cheap price, and there is no embroidery on her clothes.

"Don't say it's beautiful, even if it's beautiful? If she offends the head of the church, she will not be able to see the saint. ”

Lu Yuanzhen, who answered the words, was an old woman with gray hair, who seemed to be seventy years old, and was winding the guzheng.

Wei Erniang asked, "Concubine Lu still wants to see the saint?" ”

Lu Yuanzhen squinted his eyes and looked for the strings, smiled wryly, and muttered: "The old woman almost saw the saint back then, and you don't believe it." ”

"Tell me about it."

"When I was young, I was good at drumming, and I had a slight name, when the saint was still in the palace, and sent someone to summon me to perform skills, but the envoy replied that 'I must get the emperor's edict', and did not let me go, and since then I have been neglected all my life, not allowed to marry, and I have never touched the drum again...... The green silk beauty at that time has now become like this. ”

Wei Erniang really didn't believe it, and asked, "Really?" ”

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"I was beautiful at the time, I won't lie to you."

Lu Yuanzhen said, sighed: "The teaching workshop is the world, there is only one person in the world who is supreme, and the saint's rain and dew are not gracious, so we people will live in the dark." ”

"The workshop is a fucking hell." Wei Erniang said.

There will be several opportunities for the saint to perform several times a year, and the workshop will first present the repertoire, and the saint will circle the performers with an ink pen, which is the "entry point". Those who are favored by the saints can fly up to the branches, and the vast majority of people can only survive in this high-walled courtyard until they are old and decrepit and get married.

In order to fight for this opportunity to fight for the top position, the tilting of the teaching workshop is extremely cruel, and everything is done. And the teaching workshop is strictly hierarchical, and the general musicians can only play "Yizhou" and "Five Days" over and over again, and the rest can only be played by high-level insiders.

Under the melodious song and butterfly dance, what is covered is the blood and tears of countless people.

While talking, a eunuch came running and sneered: "Wei turned left and called you to sing." ”

Lu Yuanzhen was a little envious, looked up at Wei Erniang, and asked, "Are you good at singing?" ”

"Birds can sing."

Wei Erniang scolded and left, leaving only the old woman in the court to practice the guzheng alone.

"Hahaha, there are a lot of beauties in the workshop, but you and I will take a look at this Wei left first."

Wang Zhunzheng beckoned a group of fox friends and dog friends to drink, he sometimes dared to treat the teaching workshop as Nanqu, and he spoke unscrupulously.

"Wei Zuo turned his name to Wei Er, her posture was vulgar, her singing and dancing were clumsy, once she sang, it was so bad that the parrots avoided drinking the parrot from Tuxuan 'turned left', Wei Er thought it was mocking her, and scolded Yang Xuan. Haha, this woman is not afraid of death, people, interesting, interesting. ”

Xian Yu Erlang was stunned when he heard it, he was the son of Xian Yu Zhongtong, the envoy of Jiannan Jiedu.

My grandfather once told me about what he saw and heard in Chang'an during the Kaiyuan period, and the preaching workshop still has a majestic and solemn atmosphere. ”

"Haha." Wang Zhun laughed and said: "It was the Kaiyuan period, how many people were there then, and how many people are there now?" I can't do it. Xing Zhen, what do you say?"

Xing Wei smiled slightly, but did not answer, thinking to himself, on the surface, it was singing and dancing, but from these details, it could be seen that the saint was old.

Dusk Jun, when he was young, he desperately expanded the teaching workshop, and when he was old, he couldn't even watch the singing and dancing of the inner teaching workshop. Therefore, there are many foreign teachers who are indiscriminate like Wei Erniang, and the old musicians are not allowed to marry.

"I'm going to have a fun story with you." Wang Zhun patted Xian Yu Erlang's shoulder and said with a smile: "Female prostitutes and male prostitutes in the workshop are managed separately, but people always have seven emotions and six desires, do you know how they solve them?" ”

"No, I don't know."

"Hehe, the female dancers worship as 'Brother Incense' and claim to be men. If you marry a girl from a church, and then you come here, the girls will call you 'Sister-in-law'. ”

"Why?"

"They are brothers, you are a bride, they also have to learn Turkic law, and they call their brotherly love "want to taste their wives", haha, the chicken boy is often brought by his mother-in-law to share with the female playwrights, because the women in the workshop lack men. ”

Ah, then we are still good? ”

"Exactly!" Wang Zhun laughed.

After a while, a group of musicians were brought in for their amusement, but among them was a man.

Wei Erniang sang first, and it was really very ugly.

Xian Yu Erlang looked at it and found that in addition to this Wei Erniang, the other female actors were really beautiful. His eyes fell on the most amorous one of them.

"That's Zhang Siniang." Wang Zhun leaned into his ear and said with a smile: "If you want to sleep with her, it's simple, do you see the man next to her?" Su Wunu, you can get drunk on him. ”

"Okay."

Xian Yu Erlang only felt that this place was really different from the brothel everywhere, revealing a sense of freshness, and immediately picked up the wine glass and walked to Su Wunu, and said, "Come and drink a few glasses with me." ”

Su Wunu was stunned, looked at him in a daze, and asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

Seeing this situation, Wang Zhun felt funny for some reason, slapped his knees and laughed wildly, and scolded: "Drink! ”

Except for Xian Yu Erlang from Sichuan and Shu, everyone thought it was funny.

"I don't drink." Su Wunu said: "You want to sleep with my mother-in-law, don't drink....."

"I'll let you drink!" Wang Zhun yelled.

"Bang"

With this sound, the door was suddenly kicked open.

"Which dog intestine?"

Wang Zhun scolded, turned around, and saw that it was Xue Bai with an old thing, and couldn't help shouting: "Xue Bai, you and I have a relationship, if you kick the wrong door, you will pay for it, please be busy with you." ”

"Okay, you Wang Zhun! Robbing the wife's room! ”

"Fart, are you mistaken? Modo meddling. ”

"Beat him."

Before Wang Zhun could react, he suddenly saw the gray-haired strong man rushing forward.

He had never been hit so hard, and his whole body flew out, and the wooden wall shook and shook, and the bile vomited out of his mouth, and he couldn't get up at all, and he couldn't speak.

"Stop fighting....... stop fighting!"

At this time, it was Su Wunu who shouted and persuaded him, his wife Zhang Siniang was beautiful, and often went in and out of the place of frolic and feasting, he followed every time, there were always people who wanted to get drunk with him, so he said, "As long as you give me more money, you can get drunk when you eat steamed buns", which is famous in Chang'an, and even refers to the "five slaves" to refer to the wife sellers.

Seeing that Wang Zhongsi was going to beat Yu Erlang, Su Wunu hurriedly shouted: "I mean, if you want to sleep with Siniang, just give more money, don't drink, he can't drink me!"

Xianyu Erlang has been sent out.

Wang Zhongsi turned around, and actually lifted Su Wunu and kicked it out.

At this moment, Wang Zhongsi suddenly thought of the countless soldiers who had died under his command.

Those are just children of ordinary peasant families, who never mentioned the knife before becoming a soldier, in order to make a living, and in order to resist the invasion of Tibet, they went to the battlefield, buried their bones in other places, and defended the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty.

They are all good-looking, all of them are hot-blooded men, but they exchanged their lives for this kind of wretched waste in Chang'an City to play shamelessly here.

"Bang!"

Su Wunu's body smashed through the wooden wall and flew out of the house like dead leaves, making a sound like a sack falling to the ground.

"Poof."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all vaguely realized that something was going wrong.

A eunuch ran to Su Wunu's side and probed, screaming.

"Murder! Killed!"

Wang Zhongsi's face remained unchanged, he killed more people, and he didn't care about a small night.

However, he rarely killed people in Chang'an, so he turned his head to look at Xue Bai.

Xue Bai took two steps forward and said with a wry smile: "The general's attack is too heavy. ”

"Light." Wang Zhongsi said coldly: "The court maiko has been reduced to performing arts and selling sex because of the rats. ”

He was indeed politically wise, but not everything was willing to conform to the will of God.

What Xue Bai had to do was to push him.

Du Wulang stood beside the Yan family brothers, clenched his fists, and felt that Wang Zhongsi was very happy to kill Su Wunu.

He turned out to be one of the people around him who calmed down the fastest, and asked in a low voice, "Guess, which yamen will try this case?" ”

Yan Quanming was not too shocked, staring at Xue Bai up and down, and once again considered the question of whether Xue Bai was romantic or not.

"The old slave Huang Hui is the judge of the Zuojiao Workshop, and His Majesty asked the old slave to cast Xue Lang."

An old eunuch came to Xue Bai's side and whispered, glancing at Wang Zhonghe, as if he recognized this saint Yizi, but as if he didn't, and continued: "Xue Lang is too difficult for the old slave to do. ”

"If there is an accident, I brought the person, and I will never shirk it.

Huang Hui said: "Xue Lang only needs to explain to Wang Dalang. ”

After that, he personally arranged for people to carry Wang Zhun, Xian Yu Erlang and other injured people to treat their injuries.

Wang Zhongsi was still standing tall, and when Xue Bai walked to his side, he said lightly: "I won't apologize to Xiao'er." ”

"Very well, which one does the general like?"

Wang Zhongsi followed Xue Bai's gaze and frowned when he saw the beautiful Maiko who were kneeling on the seat and trembling.

"Who are you and I? I have twelve beautiful concubines in my family. ”

He remembered the number, which was quite affectionate among people of today's position.

Xue Bai nodded and said, "The concubines in the general's family have such appearances, they may not have such talents, it is better to take a few people away than to let them stay in the Teaching Division." ”

Wang Zhongsi is not a mother-in-law's mother-in-law, and he is not picky, so he raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Siniang, who had just died of her husband.

Xue Bai immediately summoned another little eunuch and said, "I'm going to take her away." ”

"This...."

"The saint ordered me to rehearse."

"Whoa."

Wang Zhongsi's eyes fell on Wei Erniang's body, squinted, raised his hand and pointed, and said, "And her." ”

The little eunuch was shocked and said, "Can you rehearse such an ugly play?" ”

Wang Zhongsi said lightly: "She has a strong body and is a good seedling." ”

After Wei Erniang was stunned, she was overjoyed, and couldn't help but scold "Jiri" and bowed down in front of Wang Zhonghe.

"Thank you for saving me!"

Immediately, an extremely beautiful woman knelt out, kowtowed to Xue Bai and said, "Slave girl, you can sing and dance, I beg Xue Lang to reward her." ”

Xue Lang listened to the graceful voice of this Fan girl, born with a charming appearance, it was indeed a stunning beauty, and then looked at the wounds left by her fingertips playing the piano, and there were calluses on her barefoot toes, obviously she was extremely diligent in singing and dancing skills, and couldn't help asking: "A character like you, you can't get ahead in Zuojiaofang?" ”

When Fan Nu heard this, tears had fallen in her eyes, and she cried: "The slave family prides itself on being talented and beautiful, but it is just ......."

She leaned down and continued with a self-conscious attitude: "It's just that the slave family has a slight fox smell under his armpits, and he has no chance to perform for the saint." If you can't find a lover to marry, I'm afraid that you will be in the workshop for the rest of your life. ”

"I didn't smell your fox smell, and it smells a little fragrant?"

"Slave family...... Slightly, Xue Lang let the slave family come closer...... Sniff? Fan Nu bit her lip and asked.

"Not necessarily." Xue Bai said: "I'm just curious that the rules of the sect are so strict?" ”

"Yes, the slave family can't smell the sachet at all, but the rules of the inner teaching workshop are strict, and they can't arrange the repertoire."

This rule is actually outdated, in the past, the saints would be lucky with some rakuka, and the palace could not let fox-smelling women serve the king. Now it has delayed the really talented female actors.

Of course, Fan Nu is on the track, and she may not be able to pass the click.

On the battlefield, it is a success, and the bones are withered, so why not the teaching workshop?

Xue Bai said: "Then you can participate in my selection." ”

"Selection?" Fan Nu was stunned.

Huang Hui finally sent Wang Zhun back, and when he saw that Xue Bai still didn't apologize to Wang, he still stayed in the workshop to pick up female tricks, so he couldn't help but stomp his feet in anger.

"Xue Lang, the old slave told you that it doesn't matter if you die a Su Wunu, but do you know how powerful Doctor Wang is? There is no rush to rehearse the scene, go and apologize to him. ”

"It doesn't matter, Dr. Wang has made contributions to the saint, and it is not Wang Zhun's hard work."

At this time, Xue Lang learned that the king had been promoted to the imperial doctor, which was obviously a matter of the past two days.

He was still calm, and said with a smile: "Regarding the casting, I also asked Huang Neiguan to help." ”

"Okay." Huang Hui said: "The old slave will arrange it." ”

He hurriedly had Su Wunu's body disposed of, turned to leave, and then let out a long sigh and rushed to gather the musicians.

In the land of the workshop, there is the most dazzling brilliance, and there is also the deepest darkness. Therefore, the people here are the most snobbish, and they praise the high and the low as a must in Chang'an.

Huang Hui rushed over this way, and the attendants behind him called him "Aunt Qu Tugan" when they saw the fat old singer, and called them "Sister Kang Taibin" when they saw the average appearance, and they were humiliated in every way.

But when they arrived at the place where the insiders gathered, they immediately changed their faces again, because no one knew which of these insiders with both colors and arts would fly up to the branches.

"Have you collected all the money?"

"Accept it, Huang Gong, please take a look. An account book was handed to Huang Hui. ”

The opportunity to perform in front of the saints is getting fewer and fewer every year, and if you want to participate, you naturally have to charge money. A few days ago, he

deliberately let these outstanding inside-in-laws meet their mothers at home and ask them to ask their families for money.

"That's the list."

"Whoa."

It was not easy to arrange for talented insiders to hold musical instruments to select, and when Huang Hui returned to the front yard, he heard the sound of wind music, and it was Xue Bai who was already picking people.

"What is Xue Lang doing? How to let these mediocre hands pollute Xue Lang's ears. ”

"It doesn't matter." Xue Bai still looked like he was kind to others, and said: "Let Huang Neiguan pick the corner, and I'll pick some musicians by the way, oh, it's called a 'bomb maker' in your place, right?" ”

It's going to take a lot of work, and he knows a lot.

"What skills can these people have? The old slave of the bomb smasher family has also been arranged. Huang Hui shook his head, thinking to himself how he could go without money, and said, "Let's pick the corner first, and then pick the musician."

Boom!

Boom!

Suddenly, the sound of a drum interrupted the judge's speech.

Everyone turned their heads to see that Wei Erniang was leading an old woman who was beating a drum.

The old woman was full of silver hair and seemed to be seventy years old, but her actual age must be younger than Li Longji, because her drum beat was even more powerful than Li Longji.

Her craft was a little rusty, far less skilled than that of a saint, but she knocked out a ....... of endless hope for this life that had passed in a hurry.

There is a strong vitality in the drumming.

"Knock knock!"

Listening to this drum, everyone in the workshop was surprised; Wang Zhongsi turned his head, feeling as if he had heard the drums of war in Chang'an City; Wei Erniang waved her hand more and more excitedly, scolding in her mouth.

Xue Bai couldn't help but think, in this scene, Li Longji's best part was actually compared at the beginning?