The Dharma Sea of ​​the Green Snake

Chapter 140 Chang'an Baiyi Troupe

"Why so many people?"

When Pei Wende passed through the crowd and forcibly squeezed to the end of the street, he had to admit that he looked down upon these townspeople watching the excitement.

As a last resort, Pei Wende had no choice but to choose a higher and more secretive house.

Then, when no one noticed him, he jumped up onto the roof, barely able to see the whole picture of the alley.

"Is that there?"

From the perspective of layout structure and house composition, this alley is no different from most wooden buildings of this era.

They all belong to the kind of very ordinary alleys and alleys, and you can see from the street to the end of the street at a glance.

However, at the end of such an ordinary alley, at this moment, a group of "performing groups" from Chang'an capital were placed.

This is not Pei Wende's guess, but because of the huge plaque at the gate of the house at the end - Chang'an Baiyi Troupe!

Today's Tang Dynasty is nothing compared to the 21st century with convenient transportation and liberation of thought.

Leaving one's hometown is the last choice no matter what. In extreme cases, one would rather die than leave one's hometown.

Because in this era, leaving home is basically equivalent to dying in a foreign land, and future generations will never be able to return to their roots.

What's more, this group of "performing troupes" is not just a simple departure from their hometown, they have wandered thousands of miles from the prosperous capital of Chang'an to this remote village.

If there is no secret in it, Pei Wende would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Fortunately, Pei Wende didn't care so much, because his eyes were all attracted by the performances in the alley at the moment.

Compared with the content of juggling outside, the programs performed in the depths of the alleys are more artistic and more pleasing to the eye.

From the simplest poetry reciting and a cappella, to the slightly fancy drama repertoire, to the sword dancing juggling that requires considerable technical content...

Pei Wende even saw puppet performances similar to the shadow puppets and puppet shows of the descendants from those wide-open courtyards, which really surprised him who had never seen the world in his life.

"It's a pity that there are still no boulders on the chest and monkey play..."

After a brief amazement, Pei Wende habitually complained to himself.

Then he turned his attention to the courtyard with the most traffic, which is also the core of the street and the most crowded.

It is different from those actors and actresses in Qianjie who sing Yingyingyanyan, spring flowers and autumn moon.

On the stage in the middle of the heavily guarded courtyard with the gate wide open, there was only a woman with slightly closed eyes and a light veil sitting quietly cross-legged in the middle of the courtyard.

This woman is not necessarily more beautiful than the artificial beauties of later generations.

But the graceful and elegant temperament exuded from her body is not comparable to those mass-produced stars in later generations.

Just like the fabled epiphyllum fairy in the legend, the feeling of beauty and fragility at the same time made the woman feel "fragile" like porcelain.

And the audience around this woman is obviously not comparable to the ordinary villagers watching the excitement outside.

I saw those dignitaries and dignitaries in brocade clothes sitting around the courtyard, the overall peaceful atmosphere was completely different from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Looking from a distance, Pei Wende could vaguely see a stooped young man passing through the seats under the stage, and then handed the five-stringed pipa in his hand to the woman's hand.

"what?"

I don't know if it was Pei Wende's illusion, the moment the woman took the pipa, Pei Wende suddenly felt a harmonious and subtle aura. .

It's as if the woman and the musical instrument in her hands are naturally a whole, and they are indispensable to each other.

So far, Pei Wende has only seen a similar feeling in the monk Lingyou who is meditating.

Even his senior brother Hui Ji, who is proficient in Buddhism and talented, can't compare to the woman at this moment to a certain extent.

"Human and qin as one? Enter the Tao with music?"

After thinking for a long time, Pei Wende felt that only the word "enter the Tao" could describe how this beautiful woman made him feel.

"This concubine is fortunate to come to your land..."

"Today, I present Layman Qinglian's song 'Will Enter the Wine' to cheer up all the honored guests."

Just when Pei Wende wondered if he had an illusion, the woman half holding the pipa finally lifted her veil and began to play the first piece of tonight.

The people present, or most of the gentry and nobles present, came for this woman.

This is a famous prostitute actor from Chang'an, and she is a beautiful woman who was once sighed by the pilgrimage.

If it is not due to luck, the people present may have difficulty witnessing its beautiful face and beautiful melody for the rest of their lives.

Now that they had the opportunity to see the beauty, these country gentry and nobles also showed their own in a rare way, nodding their heads one after another, and then raised their glasses to drink.

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and it runs to the sea and never returns."

The chords moved and the voice was mellow, and the woman's melody and voice were almost perfectly matched, and she uttered the words of emotion from Li Taibai in an exaggerated but unassuming tone.

However, in the next moment, this extreme exclamation turned into a mournful tune, and the woman's tune also changed accordingly, fully mobilizing the emotions of all listeners.

"You can't see, Gaotang Mingjing is sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening turns into snow."

Obviously, they are two extremes with far different artistic conceptions, in the tunes of women and in Li Bai's poems.

The connection between the two is so natural and harmonious that people like Pei Wende who don't understand music can understand the emotional flow of the player.

"You must be happy in life, and don't let the golden bottle face the moon."

"I was born to be useful, and I will come back after the money is gone."

Immediately afterwards, before the mourning tone dissipated, the woman's voice became high again, and together with the melody played, it showed Li Bai's free and easy life perception.

"It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter oxen, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time."

"Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will drink wine, don't stop drinking."

There was no pause in the tone, but after a brief pause, the woman suddenly sang again with a full voice, just like Li Bai was resurrected and sang while drinking.

"Sing a song with Jun, please listen to me."

At the end of the tune, the listeners in the courtyard unconsciously began to echo the woman's melody, and when the love was so strong, there were even madmen and dignitaries singing along with them.

"The bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won't wake up after being drunk."

"The sages and sages in ancient times were all lonely, only the drinkers kept their names."

"King Chen used to feast in peace and joy, and fight for ten thousand wines and banter."

"Why does the master say that he has little money, and he has to sell it to the king."

At the last moment of singing, the five-stringed pipa in the woman's hand suddenly rose into rhythm, and the voice of one person suppressed the voices of dozens of people in the audience.

"Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrows with you.""

The sound of the strings suppressed the clouds, and the lingering sound lingered endlessly. Accompanied by the crazy applause from the audience, the woman at this moment was the well-deserved center of the whole world.

—Recommendation ticket—/—Monthly ticket—

(End of this chapter)