Chapter 19 New Opera Text
Gong Changan was being pulled to talk. When he heard Feng Tianzhu shouting to look for him, he walked up to him gracefully.
Feng Tianzhu was spoiled and had no sense of etiquette: "You, a boy who grew up in the countryside, are you worthy of playing with me?"
It is really outrageous to ask such a question, but Gong Changan was not annoyed at all: "I am hosting a banquet at my house today. I am the master and I should treat the guests well. I wonder what the prince likes to play?"
"I don't think you have anything interesting here." Feng Tianzhu said disdainfully, "Every time I come here, I just get a few snacks and fruits and walk around."
The Feng family would like anything good for him. In order to make him happy, the people in the house went everywhere to search for new things.
He has watched and played too much, so he doesn’t pay attention to ordinary things, so the word "boring" is often on his lips.
"I have two things there. The prince can take a look if you don't mind." Gong Changan said.
"Cherry, keep an eye on the prince." Mrs. Wu ordered the girl who followed Feng Tianzhu.
"Yes, little madam." The girl agreed and hurriedly followed.
"Chang'an, stay with the Crown Prince for a long time, and don't be naughty or willful." Wen Mingqian warned, and took a deep look at Gong Changan.
Gong Changan responded: "Don't worry, mother, my son knows."
"Why haven't you seen Mrs. Song?" Mrs. Yu of Changronghou asked, "But I am busy behind the scenes. ?”
“Aunt Song has gone back to her parents’ house these days. Her sister-in-law is about to give birth, and there is no one close by.” Wen Mingqian responded with a smile, “She will be back in a few days.”< br>
He asked again: "Why didn't the fourth lady come today?"
"Hey! This child has peach blossom ringworm on his face, and he doesn't like to see people!" Yu said, "It's like this as soon as spring comes. Others have recovered, but she hasn't recovered yet."
"After rubbing it with saltpeter, No?" someone asked immediately.
"Why not? It doesn't work very well." Yu said, "This child is also strange. Things that others use that work are ineffective when she uses them. She has changed them several times, but she still just feels itchy. "
"It's a pity that Liu Qiniang is no longer here," Mrs. Qian of Jiangxiahou said, "If she were here, this little problem would still be taken seriously."
"Isn't it? "Since Liu Qiniang left the capital, there has been no news from her." Everyone said with regret, "Those facial butters, powders, rouges and facial medicines she made are really good." It’s very useful, but it’s a pity that I can’t buy it anymore.”
"She has been away from the capital for more than ten years, and there has never been a master like her in these years."
There are many strange people in the capital, and Liu Qiniang is a rare person. .
She was originally an incense official, hereditary incense maker. Later, she developed many women's favorite cosmetics and powders based on her profession.
Everything she makes is exquisite, and it is so sought after that it is hard to find anything.
She was even given the nickname "Rejuvenating Hand", not because of the doctor's magical rejuvenation skills, but because the things she made could rejuvenate a woman's appearance.
But more than ten years ago, she suddenly disappeared and never appeared again.
Her disappearance has become the biggest regret of the ladies in the capital. They are not stingy with money, but it is a pity that no matter how much money they have, they cannot buy what they want.
While everyone was sighing, a servant came over to ask Wen Mingqian: "Madam, the guests are all here, can the show start?"
Since it is a banquet, we must not let the guests feel bored. . Wen Mingqian was not very familiar with these people and didn't have much to say, so he called a theater troupe.
Opposite the flower hall is the stage, and the plays are all ordered in advance, so that the theater troupe can arrange their outfits, hair, and make-up in advance without being too busy.
"Everyone, I called a group of young actors over. Let's have tea and listen to the opera first, and then we'll have dinner later." Wen Mingqian said to everyone with a smile, "There are also a few homemade snacks, which are the tastes of Suzhou and Hangzhou. "Of course everyone agreed.
After three or four performances of the opera, the class leader smiled and said to Zhang's mother: "Grandma, housekeeper, I'm really sorry. I just saw the finale of "Fuguijin" with the costumes. Wrong, it became the suitcase of "Yuanyangmeng", why not change it to this one?"
The deputy leader also said: "They are all good dramas, it doesn't matter if I change them."< br>
Mother Zhang rolled her eyes and asked: "What story is this "Yuanyang League" about? Is it love and love?"
"It's a story about lovers finally getting married and achieving great success," the class leader said. "It's definitely not a vulgar drama that can't be considered elegant."
"Yes, yes! This is our The troupe is newly formed and has not been sung officially yet! It happens to be sung here today, which is a good thing for your house!" The deputy leader said, "There are specialties in singing. It would be bad if it fails. "
"I can't make up my mind about this. I have to discuss it with my wife." Zhang Ma said and came to Wen Mingqian.
Wen Mingqian walked aside with her and said, "I always feel that it is inappropriate to suddenly say that I want to change the show."
"Are you afraid that there is a scam here?" Zhang Ma asked.
"We have to be on guard. You know, the Song family doesn't want us to have an easy time, so why would she give up this good opportunity?" Wen Mingqian said, "Besides, she hid out early, which is even more suspicious."
"But if I'm afraid it won't be good if there's a play missing." Ma Zhang said, "It will make people laugh."
"Let's go get their play script and I'll take a look at it. "What is the content?" Wen Mingqian said, "We all know the dramas we ordered, but we have never heard of this one."
"Be careful, we can't let it go." People were deceived." Zhang Ma also felt that Wen Mingqian was right to be careful.
She walked to the back of the stage and asked the class leader: "Madam wants to see the script of "Yuanyangmeng", please bring it to me."
The class leader hesitated for a moment. He didn't expect Wen Mingqian to be attentive enough to read the manuscript, but he had to give it to him, so he went to the theater box and took it out.
Ma Zhang gave it to Wen Mingqian.
Wen Mingqian took the manuscript and read it at a glance. He couldn't help but laugh out loud as he looked at it: "That's it!"
"What did the girl find?" Zhang Ma asked hurriedly.
“Go and call the class leader and deputy class leaders over.” Wen Mingqian said, “I’ll ask you in person.”
"Madam, what are your orders to the two younger ones?" The class leader and deputy class leader came over with nods and bows.
But Wen Mingqian didn't speak. She sat there and opened the script in her hand, then opened it again, looking at the two people.
"Madam, I'm so sorry. The kids were too careless and picked up the wrong outfit. You're so generous, let's change the show, okay?" The class leader's face was full of smiles, like a A pug that only wags its tail and begs for food.
"Master, what's your last name? Where are you from?" Wen Mingqian asked him.
"The younger one's surname is Zhao," the class leader said, "from Qinghe."
"Leader Zhao, have I ever offended you?" Wen Mingqian asked with a smile.
The class leader waved his hands in panic and said: "No, no, madam, you are being serious. What happened today was purely an accident."
"I have read the script." Wen Mingqian tapped with his finger Typing the script, "You have such sinister intentions!"
(End of this chapter)