Chapter 189: Peking Opera, on fire

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Han Xin came to the field with a fishing rod, to fish in the Huaiyin River to satisfy his hunger, how could he "the weather is cold and the water is shallow, and the fish is not hooked", the hunger in his stomach is unbearable, and he saw the drifting mother from afar, and was ready to step forward and ask for a meal and alms.

Drifting mother was easy to speak, and sent the food she brought with her to Han Xin, and told him: "Although the old body is poor, one meal can still be fed, I rinse here every day, when you are hungry, just come and have a full meal." ā€

Han Shin was so moved that there was nothing to add.

"Mother Domon saves the orphans and the poor,

A meal is worth a thousand dollars.

After the little birthday, Peng Chengfen,

Repay the grace of today's recreation. ā€

But the drifting mother shook her head: "...... It was I who saw that you were young and down, so I gave you food. Xianggong, come and see, how many years can you live in the old age of sixtieth year?

As soon as the female pheasant's recitation was finished, the audience suddenly burst into applause.

These people in the rivers and lakes like this kind of bridge the most, lonely and poor to drift mothers, helping others without asking for anything in return, it is really full of chivalrous spirit, and many people in the rivers and lakes feel the same way, as if Zhou Ji Han Xin is not drifting mothers, but they are well-known heroes in the rivers and lakes.

The female pheasant waited for the cheers from the audience to fall, and suddenly spoke, this part of the singing is the drifting mother persuading Han Xin, which can be regarded as the most exciting part of the whole play.

"Xianggong listened to me again,

There are generations of ancients who listened to the roots:

Ganluo Qin Dynasty as an official eunuch,

At the age of twelve, he accompanied the king.

You have to learn from Jiang Lu Wang of the Zhou Dynasty,

Daily fishing by the river.

He waited for King Wen to visit Xian,

At the age of eighty-two, when it came to lay the foundation of the Zhou Dynasty for eight hundred years.

You come to the river to fish,

Looking forward to the visit of the Lord, I am afraid that it will be more difficult and more difficult.

This is the old man's good advice,

If you don't listen, it's in vain. ā€

This was followed by a few more words.

If you die on the battlefield in the army, you will also end up with a name in history, and you will be famous for eternity. There is a way that:

The world is in turmoil,

Called Wang Baye as the country.

The enemy is scattered before the battle,

Leave a good name for eternity. ā€œ

As soon as he finished singing, he suddenly burst into earth-shattering applause.

Although the people in the rivers and lakes who watched the opera had never been in contact with Peking Opera, they listened to Lao Dan's true voice and sang loudly, and they were all as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Isn't what the drifting mother sings a compliment to them?

That's how a big husband should be!

Even in the big tent, all the leaders of the anti-Tang army were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, whether it was Huang Chao or Shang Junchang, they were all excited, and the short-tempered Huang Ye and Liu Yanzhang and others got up early and let out a long howl.

In the end, even Wang Xianzhi was infected, and he smiled loudly, and the sound shook for a long time.

"Brothers, drink this cup, you and I must have a 'good name through the ages', so that this life will be in vain, and the drink will win!"

"Drink to win!"

Everyone raised their glasses and drank proudly.

After drinking, everyone looked at the stands, but unfortunately, Han Xin and Drifting Mother sang four sentences respectively, and they ended up separately, and this "Drifting Mother's Rice Letter" is officially over.

Almost all of them are still unsatisfied.

There was a lot of noise outside the audience, even Zhao Liang and the female pheasant came out for a curtain call three times in a row, and the anti-Tang army soldiers in the audience didn't do it, and they were forced to perform again!

Wang Xianzhi had been happily watching the noise outside the tent, until Guiheban was forced to stage again, and then said to Sai Wolong with a smile:

"Dao Chief, you really have a problem for us, I don't know whether to let Gui Heban re-enact the following story, or re-enact this "Drifting Mother's Rice Letter" now......"

Sai Wolong laughed when he heard this.

Wang Xianzhi picked up the wine glass and solemnly toasted to Sai Wolong.

"Dao Master, please!"

Not only Wang Xianzhi, but all the leaders of the anti-Tang army in the big tent raised their glasses together and toasted Sai Wolong, and even Huang Ye, who had the worst relationship with Sai Wolong's uncle and nephew, also toasted solemnly.

"Don't dare to be ashamed, don't dare to be ......"

Sai Wolong was humble, but the smile on his face couldn't be hidden.

After drinking this round, Shang Junchang, who has the deepest relationship with Saiwolong, asked the question in his heart for everyone in the big tent.

"Dao Chief, look, what are your arrangements for the next performance?"

Sai Wolong groaned slightly, and pretended to be pitiful according to the routine that he had discussed with Yang Fenglou a long time ago.

"Shang Daxia, don't force me, you have finished watching this play before and after, but it is only an hour, but do you know how much time it takes me to write the script? This is still Tianquan to help me, and I have stayed up for two all-nighters, plus the time for Gui Heban to talk about the play...... Hehe, if you're not satisfied, why don't you ask for another master?"

Shang Junchang was suddenly in a hurry.

"Don't! Don't! Don't misunderstand, Shang has no intention of persecution, it's just that the play written by the Taoist is so good, so that Shang is happy to see the hunting, so I have this question, don't blame, everything is to blame!"

After finishing speaking, Shang Junchang suddenly laughed at himself.

"Dao Chief, you must make it up, don't give up because of the loss of Shang Mou's words, otherwise, the people in this big tent will be able to tear me apart......"

After Shang Junchang finished speaking, the people in the big tent who were immediately provoked laughed together.

After laughing, Sai Wolong's face turned pale.

"Five days!

"And the five-day show?"

"Encore for three more days, and then let Guiheban rest for a day. ā€

Shang Junchang glanced at Wang Xianzhi.

"Okay. ā€

In this way, Peking Opera, in the camp of the anti-Tang Army, became completely popular.

Up to the Jianghu Grandmaster Wang Xianzhi, down to the ordinary anti-Tang Army soldiers, who have watched "Drifting Mother's Rice Letter", they are all overjoyed, and before they have time to see it, they beat their chests one by one, and even when the list of personnel on duty appeared, a person from the rivers and lakes completely broke out and directly threatened, even if Grandmaster Wang personally arranged for me to be on duty tonight, it won't work, I still have to watch the play!

After Wang Xianzhi heard this, he personally ordered that this person in the rivers and lakes should not be arranged, and let him take a good look at the last "Drifting Mother's Rice Letter" before talking about anything else.

The reason for this is that Wang Xianzhi and other leaders of the anti-Tang army have seen the huge influence of Peking Opera in the camp, especially Han Xin's anti-Qin, which coincides with their anti-Tang Dynasty.

No matter what Wang Xianzhi thinks, Peking Opera is really popular in the anti-Tang Army camp, and it is a mess, and even in the camp, if you don't talk a few words about Peking Opera, you are embarrassed to greet others, because in the camp, the most popular greeting now is-

"Did you watch it today?"

And this effect is exactly what Yang Fenglou expected, he will let everyone know that there is a big surprise waiting for them in the near future. (To be continued.) )