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Chapter 108 Come on, God of Death

Chapter 108 Come on, God of Death

"Play me some music. Good morning, friends. Well, Curio, I'll just listen to that old tune we heard last night, which seems to me to be better than the light tunes and refined phrases of the light music of today. Can comfort my infatuation. Come, just sing a verse."

Duke Orsino in a tuxedo chanted, shaking a goblet with one hand.

Hongwen Hall, on the stage, the courtier Qiu Liao played by Sun Yuanmin bowed slightly, "Your Highness, the person who can sing this song is not here."

"Who is he?"

"It's the jester Fest. Your Highness, he is a fool favored by Miss Olivia's lord, and he is around here."

"Come to him, and play that tune now..."

The voice fell, and Curio played the violin.

The Duke, played by Qian Zhengxin, continued to sing and sing the lines, "Come here, child. If you fall in love with someone one day, please remember me in sweet pain, because true lovers are like me, in everything else He is emotionally frivolous, but the image of the person he loves is forever etched in his heart.

After singing, the Duke turned his head and said to the people behind, "Do you like this tune?"

Viola the servant came out of the shadows, and the spotlight fell on her head, a beautiful figure in masculinity, played by the students of the girls' school.Like a bird, she flew to the Duke's side, folded her hands on her chest, and said in a crisp voice, "It echoes from the throne of love. I like this tune, Mr. Duke."

"You're right, boy. I'm sure you've got something in your eyes, though you're young. You must have had your eye on someone, haven't you, boy."

Duke Orsino put down the goblet containing the blood-red wine, and he took the girl's school student's hand instead.

The two started a conversation.

"Yes, duke. I'm in love with someone, please forgive me."

"What kind of woman is she?"

"It looks about the same as you."

"Then she is unworthy of your love. At what age?"

"It's about the same age as you, Your Highness."

"Ah? That's too old! A woman ought to choose a man older than she is. That way she can get along with him and not lose her husband's favor. For, my boy, whatever we may say about ourselves, we Love in love is always more fluid than women's, full of hope, easy to repeat, easier to disappear and bored."

……

Under the stage, Liu Changda and Ms. Lu, who were sitting in the front row, looked at each other.

"They are a bit bold. On stage, they chat with the girls' school students, and they don't know if the girls' families agree or not. After the performance, they may be in trouble."

Liu Changda coughed lightly, avoided the topic related to the two, and instead criticized the students on the stage as someone who had experienced it.After finishing speaking, he asked: "Did Xu Cong say, when will he appear? It has been several minutes since the opening."

He rolled up his sleeves, glanced at the silver watch in his hand, and the second hand moved.

"He didn't say."

Ms. Lu shook her head, "Aren't you his husband? I haven't seen this foreign drama. You have stayed abroad, so you should understand something. By the way, what is the name of their drama?"

"Twelve Nights." Liu Changda replied, and he held Ms. Lu's hand, "You know, I was investigated and just released from prison. I went to study in Japan, not in England. During this time , I have to report to the county magistrate Chen... I don’t have time to read drama books.”

"However, I can guess the plot." He pondered for a moment, and said, "Viola should secretly like Duke Orsino, and you can guess it from their correct words. It's similar to Liang Zhu."

"Liang Zhu is also a woman disguised as a man."

Ms. Lu nodded her head.

The performance on the stage is still going on.

"You should choose a girl younger than you to be your lover, otherwise your love will not last forever." Qian Zhengxin took three steps back on the stage.The lights shone on him and the girls' school students respectively, and he sang: "A woman is like a delicate rose, which blooms and withers in a blink of an eye."

"That's right." The girls' school student turned to face the audience, "It's a pity that her momentary glory has long been scattered and cannot keep the east wind."

As the voice fell, the two beams of lights disappeared suddenly. After waiting for a while, they hit Chulio (Sun Yuanmin) and the clown Fest who were climbing the steps at the corner.

"Are you ready, Your Highness?"

The clown stepped onto the stage and gave a graceful English gentleman bow.

"Well, please sing. My Feist."

Qian Zhengxin took a step back.

The clown stands up, and music is played from behind the stage.

"Come here, come here, God of Death! Let me lie in the middle of the desolate cypress coffin."

"Fly away, fly away. Fusheng! I was killed by a cruel and beautiful girl."

"Cover me with a white burial quilt and a purple shirt, no one sincerely mourns for me."

"Don't let a flower be sweet and withdraw from my black, black coffin."

"Not a single friend waits for my dead body, and soon my bones will be scattered, lest the sentimental people be sentimental a thousand times. Please bury me in the wild grass that cannot be mourned."

(迓, means to welcome.)
Qian Zhengxin took out a handful of Yingyang and stuffed it into the hand of the clown Fest, "This is the reward for your hard work, let's go on."

"It's not hard at all. Your Highness, I enjoy singing."

Feist shook his head, rejecting the reward.

"Then it's your happy money."

said the duke.

"Yes, Your Highness, happiness always has a price."

The clown took the reward and sang.

"Now allow me not to see you again."

The Duke struck a stick of civilization.

"Well! God of sorrow bless you! May the tailor make you a dress of glittering satin, for your heart flickers like an opal. I wish such unsteady ones would go sailing, so that They lead a life of all kinds and variety, for such people always come home empty-handed. Farewell, my lord duke."

The clown flicked his tuxedo and walked to the back of the stage.Soon, only the Duke Orsino, the servant Viola, and the courtier Curio remained on the stage again, and the performance continued.

"Sir, mistress."

The clown got off the stage, bowed first, and then sat near Liu Changda.

"What song were you singing just now?"

Liu Changda was a little curious.

"It's "Death", "Come, Come, Death" from the English country. Mr. Li taught us to sing it. He thought my voice was most suitable for reciting this sad tune, so he let me play "Twelve Foster Feist of Night."

Taking off his bowler hat, Xu Erlan shifted his position on the straight-backed chair in the auditorium, and talked to Liu Changda in a low voice.

"They've all tried to play Feist, but none of them fit well."

He added a sentence.

"How is your father's leg injury?" After a moment of silence, Liu Changda asked about Xu San'er's injury.Ten days have passed since the White Wolf Bing Chaos.He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "If there is any serious problem, you can find a Western doctor. There are good Western doctors in Fucheng. Or Los Angeles. I know a doctor named Davis in Los Angeles. He's a member of the Citigroup Cross for a lower fee..."

Los Angeles is too far away.Xu San'er's leg injury has been treated.Xu Er stunned and refused: "Sir, my father's legs are almost healed, but he is a little lame. This lameness cannot be cured. He has been delayed for a long time. The doctors all said that it is not bad to be cured like that." .”

In order to treat the leg injury, I spent about seven or eight silver dollars back and forth.Both he and the fox fairy asked Xu San'er to go for treatment again, but Xu San'er refused, even life and death.Since Xu San'er was unwilling, he and Hu Immortal also gradually gave up on letting Xu San'er go for treatment.You can't ruin your whole home just because of a little lameness.

And this lameness is obviously incurable.

The lights on the stage suddenly increased a bit, and it was time for the confrontation between Duke Orsino and Viola again.

"I know very well what women love for men, indeed, they are as sincere as we are. My father had a daughter who fell in love with a man, just as I would love a man if I were a woman. It’s like falling in love with Your Highness.”

The female school student who disguised herself as a man stated with sincere emotion.

Qian Zhengxin stepped back half a step, "What history does she have?"

"It's just a blank, Your Highness. She never tells anyone about her love, letting the depression hidden in her heart like a moth in a bud, eating away at her crimson face, she is haggard with lovesickness, tormented by disease and sorrow She, like the incarnation of 'Patience' engraved on the tombstone, sat silently and smiled at sorrow. Isn't this true love? We men..."

Before Viola could finish speaking, Ms. Lu stood up from the audience, "Sir, I'm a little unwell, I'm going back to my room to rest first, you continue to listen to the play, I'm leaving."

"Xijun, what are you doing..." Liu Changda grabbed Ms. Lu's hand, and he persuaded, "Leave after listening to this scene. The school director, school supervisor, and the county magistrate are all watching."

Ms. Lu turned her head to glance at the many faces hidden in the darkness, and returned to her seat.

"What's the matter, go back and talk."

"You are becoming less and less like you before."

Although Xu Er was around, but Liu Changda had long been used to the presence of disciples, he was dissatisfied and complained in a low voice.

The two got into a little awkward situation and turned away.

"Who played this Viola?"

"Which family's lady?"

After waiting for a while, Liu Changda turned his head and asked Xu Er who was sitting on his left.He was just purely curious and had no other ideas.It's a very bold move for a young lady of this age to come to a boys' school to act in a drama despite the slander and ridicule of the world.

"Zhu Shiqin from Hongyun Women's School, she is very fond of Liang Rengong's works."

"A progressive."

Xu Er looked at the female students on the stage in a daze, and replied.

The founder of the women's school was Liang Rengong.

 Don't talk about water in this chapter.Many chapters that follow are hinted at in this chapter.

  
 
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