, next time, we will continue to talk about the evil love of the demon lord Yun Che. However, this Yun Che, Lin San, a demon lord of rivers and lakes, and an uncrowned king of the temple, the two will eventually have a battle, and you can predict what will happen next! Please also ask

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"It would be better to be spurned by thousands of people than to live up to my family and my country! Are there really people in this world who are so infatuated and unrepentant?" The story on the stage was over. Tears filled Li Qingzhao's eyes in the audience. She raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears. Then it suddenly occurred to me that there was a disciple next to me, and I had already lost my composure. I quickly sat upright and took a sip of tea.

Shen Qiye on the side was also deeply touched. This time the old man was not talking about a thrilling adventure, nor was he talking about a righteous knight. He was just recounting a quiet paragraph, a short story. Although the story was short, it was But everyone in the audience was also fascinated by it. If there is a river of true love in the world, the servants would shed more than 40% of their tears. Family and country, love and hate, loyalty to the universe, this short story is vividly expressed.

After a moment of silence, I don't know who took the lead. The teahouse suddenly burst into endless applause.

It was getting dark outside, so Shen Qiye hurriedly said, "Miss Li, it's getting late. Let's talk next time. Let Shen call for a sedan to take you home!" After that, he went out to look for the sedan without looking back. My husband has gone.

Li Qingzhao sat on the bench and then remembered his original purpose. He was supposed to come here in the afternoon, but today this person was standing guard, so he followed him and waited for a long time.

Finally, it was hard to wait until he changed his post, and he was ready to serve wine and tea to thank him for the friendship the day before yesterday. However, he came to Jinlin's grandma's house to visit relatives, and he only visited a few streets for a few days. In fact, it was also the place where he was born. Being unfamiliar with it, he couldn't find a good place to go, so he finally led him to Tingyulou, a teahouse on the street.

Originally, she was not very interested in the romantic stories told by the storyteller. But today, the old man had a different taste and changed from the usual. He was telling emotionally delicate articles, which was very attractive to girls like Li Qingzhao. Once she sat down on the bench, she could no longer move her body away. She listened intently and then realized that it was getting late.

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The horse's hooves with their hoofs on the bluestone street hit the ground once and for a while, which is extremely crisp. The bells on their necks jingle and tick along with the small steps, which is very pleasant to the ear. It's already dark, and it's dark. After seven nights, he failed to find a sedan, but found a carriage, escorted him with a long knife, and moved forward together.

This man was obviously walking with a knife, and he also brought roast chicken and wine. How come he couldn't hear any footsteps?

As if asking, but also confirming whether the person was still there, she asked softly in the car, "Brother Shen, Qingzhao has a question in his mind, and I want you to answer it."

In July on the Yangtze River, even at night, it is not cold. This question, as light and quiet as the night, pulled Shen Qiye's eyes from the starry sky back to the long street.

"Miss Li, it's okay to say so!"

"Red beans grow in the southern country. When spring comes, I will send out a few branches. I hope you will pick more. This thing is the most lovesick! This is what my sister Xiao Yu'er told me. Brother Shen is so talented. Then why don't you use a pen to rule the world, but use a long knife to walk at night as a hawk and dog? ?”

Shen Qiye paused and said with a smile, "To be honest, they were all copied! They were all read to make my sister happy."

Copied? Why had she never seen it before after looking through ancient poetry collections? She then asked, "Then, who copied it? What is the author's last name, and who is a literary giant?"

"Well, his name is a poet from our hometown."

"Then who is Brother Shen? Where is the fairyland?"

When asked this question, Shen Qiye didn't answer silently, and his steps faltered for three steps. Li Qingzhao in the carriage finally heard his footsteps.

He didn't hear the answer for a long time. Li Qingzhao was afraid that he would ask questions that he shouldn't, so he didn't want to answer.

The two of them were silent and walked quietly for a while. In such a quiet environment, there was only the sound of horse hooves. Li Qingzhao's mind became clearer and he remembered business.

"Brother Shen, thank you for sacrificing your life to save the little girl that day. Qingzhao is grateful!"

When she mentioned this, Shen Qiye could no longer hold back his words. He slowly said, "It's okay, you've said it three times. But that day, I wanted to provoke Zheng Dayu and lure her to fight, so that I could catch her. She used evidence of guilt. As a result, her words offended the girl and even caused her to be frightened. After all, it is Shen's fault."

When Li Qingzhao heard what he said, he remembered the evil deeds and words he said that day when he wanted to spank him, and snorted. Just now he felt that he was talented and polite, but now he remembered that this man was simply a wicked person, extremely vicious and disrespectful at all. This woman is a heinous and evil person!!!

"Hey~ I don't know what will happen to Lin San and their wives in the future. I have never heard this story from the storytellers in the city at home. It's such a pity." Li Qingzhao just came to visit relatives and would not stay in Jinlin for a long time, but when he met It is human nature to want to see the results of her favorite stories and novels. She couldn't help but sigh.

It's a pity that Xiao Yu'er is not here today, otherwise she would have thought the same way.

Shen Qiye thought about his sister and the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, "Yes, this is a good story, but it's a pity that Mr. Chen can't tell which dynasty this story was handed down. The ancient scroll in his hand is also a few years old." These women dare to love and hate, just like Feng Suzhen in "The Female Consort"."

Li Qingzhao in the carriage heard two new terms again, frowned, and asked, "Feng Suzhen? "Female Consort", what is that?"

"Don't you know? This is a popular story in dramas!" Shen Qiye said this and cleared his throat. There was no one in the dark night and the long street was silent. He used the sound of hoofbeats in the night wind as accompaniment and regarded the stars in the sky as the accompaniment. The audience sang a cappella to "

In order to save Li Lang, he left his homeland. Who would have expected that he would win the first prize on the imperial list?

Number one scholar, wearing a red robe

The palace flowers in the hat are so fresh (wa)

I also went to the Qionglin Banquet

I also beat Ma Yujie (jieer) before

Everyone praises me Pan Anmao

It turns out that the veil is covered with a veil..."

The clear voice echoed in the streets, penetrating people's hearts, and took a long time to dissipate. Although Shen Qiye did not come from a professional troupe, he still sang with correct words and accents as a hobby. His voice was very high, but it was a pity that he did not have that kind of female voice that could be heard in the soul. , still missing four points of verve and one point of gongs, drums and clappers, so he barely passed. But he is a man after all, and when he sings, he is uniquely gifted in expressing the ecstatic feeling of being the top pick in high school vividly, especially the line "I also went there" "After the Qionglin Banquet, I also beat the horse in front of the street!" It itself carries many stories, and the male voice sings it with high spirits and is extremely expressive!

After singing a few lines, Shen Qiye felt that although he was far from his idols Yan Fengying, Han Zaifen and other teachers, he could still listen to it. The key point deduction was his movements and demeanor, even if he didn't have water sleeves, this head He also shook his black gauze hat just now, but after all, he didn’t put flowers in the hat, so he didn’t have that feeling. In short, he didn’t have that kind of demeanor! But more importantly, he couldn’t show that shy feeling, so when he sang the gauze hat cover Chanjuan stopped talking.

After the song was sung, there was no more sound on the long street. The night wind did not move, the chirping of insects stopped, the sound of horse hooves stopped, and the starry night became a little clearer.

After a long time, the uncle who led the horse who had stopped at some point remembered to take a step forward and praised, "Okay, okay! The singing is really good. The little old man also loves to listen to operas. Official Sir, your singing skills are much better than those of the actors in the theater. You can sing half of the spirit and novelty of the number one winner! It's a pity, it's a pity, this is a cappella. If it's on the stage, then The streets will definitely be empty!!!"

The uncle is also a person who loves to listen to opera. Although he has never heard the tune of this piece of music, he was fascinated by it as soon as he started playing it.

"The little old man dared to ask Mr. Guan what the name of the song was. The tone is fresh and clear, and the lyrics are both refined and popular. It is really well sung and written in seconds! The little old man has never heard it before! I wonder who wrote it and what is the story? And the young master is from Anqing?"

Shen Qiye was praised, but he was not happy. He sighed. Although there was Huangmei and a capital city in this world, there was no such thing as Suzhen. It was destined that this month in the sky was not that month, and he was just a stranger!

Shen Qiye laughed and said, "Uncle, I've only scratched the surface of what I've learned. This song is a famous song from my hometown, and it tells a beautiful story: There was a girl named Feng Suzhen, who had been classmates with Li Zhaoting since they were children, and they made an alliance. .But the Li family was in ruins, and Suzhen's stepmother forced Zhaoting to break off the engagement. Suzhen gave her a private gift of silver, but her stepmother falsely accused Zhaoting of stealing the silver, and sent her to the police for investigation... Later, this song came about."

But just like before, he suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

Li Qingzhao in the carriage couldn't bear it anymore and asked hurriedly, "Brother Shen, why did you stop! Keep talking!"

"Miss Li, you are home!"

(As an aside, the word "street" in the libretto seems to be jieer when the master sings it. However, in the less assimilated dialects of Lingnan provinces, the word is pronounced "gai". I also studied "gai" from childhood to university. I don't know. The pronunciation of the word gai in ancient Chinese is why it is pronounced like that in opera. I hope that in the future there will be scholars who have a deeper understanding of the history of our drama and can explain it to me. In short, I hope that more people will read the book. Finally, thank you again. Dear book friends, Brother Wanrong’s support, I hope you will still read this book and see this chapter. If you do, remember to reply in the comment area!)


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