Daming Yinghua

Chapter 201 Chapter 201
Han Ximeng was a very assertive woman when she was in her boudoir.

She became a wife and mother three years ago, and she often listened to Fan Polu's reports on the clothing company's orders for exporting dresses to Suzhou Weaving. She ran a business with her second uncle Han Zhongwen, and her style of behavior was sharpened by her life experience.

Zheng Haizhu knows this very well, so he weighs the softness and propriety. When teasing the children, he praises the young master for his elegant and unrestrained demeanor like a father, and then recalls the travel scenes of Zhenjiang Beigu Mountain and Fujian Taiwan Island. It's time to go back and ease the relationship between husband and wife.

Even so, Zheng Haizhu is like a dragonfly on the water, and when he sees the ripples, it is enough to stop, so as not to make Han Ximeng feel repelled by "you are never married, how to teach me".

The relationship between close friends is often like this. You must take the initiative to care about each other, but you must not invade her self-esteem too much.

Compared with this kind of delicate strength like embroidery, Zheng Haizhu's handling of the marriages of the descendants of the Liao people in Zhuangzi is as drastic as he was with the canal trackers.

This time, she wants to abandon the traditional way of securing the media, and let the young men and women who know Mu Shaoai have more or less the right to choose a marriage.

Creating opportunities for girls from neighboring villages to come to see each other, of course, depends on cultural and sports activities.

Zheng Haizhu asked the hoarders to build two flat fields on the edge of Zhuangzi, not as a school field, but as a football field and a basketball field.

Everyone knows Cuju. Although basketball has a fresh name and rules, its essence is to play cooperatively. Just like Cuju, it intersperses offense, effectively returns to defense, and the young men who have kept up with nutrition naturally like it. The Qi Jiajun instructor and Xu Yilong also support it, thinking that it can Increase the tacit sense of fighting in battle.

The villages in the neighborhood are also in their slack season, and the freedom of country girls is stronger than that of the ladies in Susong Prefecture. Soon, Chongming girls began to appear around the stadium from scattered to gathering places.

When it comes to watching football, there is something very interesting about football. The main thing is to watch people, which is the same in ancient and modern times.

After watching the young men and women from a distance for a while, we have to think about changing the way for them to facilitate their integration at close range.

Zheng Haizhu threw five taels of silver, and invited a folk song troupe from the county seat to Zhengjiazhuang, where they sang for three days.

Farmers like to gather together to watch theatre.

Once the stage was set up in Zhengjiazhuang, the local people of Chongming from the neighboring villages all gathered together.

Because there are parents and brothers nearby, and the venue is chattering and lively like a market, and people from different villages are mixed together, the girls are not so shy and shy, and dare to talk to the young and strong Liao people.

Chongming folk operas are naturally pronounced in Wu dialect. The Liao people who first came to the south of the Yangtze River struggled to hear it, so local girls acted as translators.

"The song that little lady sang was really weird, she was smiling, why did she say she wanted to hit her husband on the head?"

In front of the stage, Hua Da curiously asked her younger sister Hua Er.

Behind them, a local girl from Chongming with a full moon face laughed and explained enthusiastically: "It's not a knock on the head. In Chongming, 'hitting' means flushing with water."

Hua Da turned his head back and met those dark eyes, he couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, and he followed the trend: "Then, what do you mean by 'hitting'?"

"block."

"What about 'block'?"

"soup."

"How do you say 'soup'?"

"hot."

"Uh..." Hua Da was completely dumbfounded.

The eyes of the girl with a full moon face are shining brightly, and she is flickering with amusement: "Washing is hitting, hitting is blocking, blocking is soup, soup is hot, it's not difficult, I can teach you a few more times."

The young girl Hua Erduo was alone, seeing the situation, said hurriedly: "Brother, I'll go find Mrs. Zheng."

After saying that, he ran away, leaving his brother behind, and while he was diligently learning foreign languages, he planned the major events in life by the way.

Outside the dark crowd, Zheng Haizhu was talking to Granny Tang.

Chongming folk songs have a melodious tune, and the rhythm and libretto are bright and popular. Not to mention the hoarders and farmers inside and outside the village, even literati women like Tang Apo, Qian Shi, and Han Ximeng who are accustomed to Kunqiang can listen to them with gusto.

Especially Grandma Tang.

For most of her life, apart from going to court, the old lady just liked to read books, and she read a lot of books, poetry, novels and dramas, and Feng Menglong's folk song collection.Living in Susong Paradise, where the publishing industry is well-developed, the old lady's extensive reading volume can disdain those men who only read classics and history.

This time Zhuangzi came to the Folk Song Club, Grandma Tang was more excited than the young men and women.

Because she got creative inspiration.

"Azhu," she pouted at the crowd, "Our folk opera in Chongming County is more interesting than Kunqu Opera, Pingtan, and storytelling. It's not as lively as a group of people playing and singing. My wife, I thought, why don't we set up an opera club in Zhuangzi?"

Zheng Haizhu has exactly this intention.

Leading a team and engaging in infrastructure construction, how can we not pay attention to the work of literature and art propaganda at the same time, and future generations will understand.

Just seeing Hua Er running happily, Zheng Haizhu pointed at her and said with a smile: "Hua Er is so beautiful, she is the first Huadan head of our Zhengjiazhuang Mountain Opera Club. Well, Hua Er, with your brother The young lady from the neighboring village who spoke is not bad either, she has a big face and is particularly eye-catching on stage."

Tang Po echoed: "That's right, Grandma is here to write libretto for you girl dolls, don't think about Lang thinking about Yue'er Sheng, Lang is the Dinghai needle of the slave family, etc. You can also talk about it like Madam and her friends. Buying and selling, being a husband, fighting Tartars, opening farms, raising soldiers, or like my old lady, I dare to go to the yamen to reason with the suffering master."

Zheng Haizhu clapped his hands together and praised: "The job of writing a book is really a mother-in-law's job. A good play is not only good for the actors, but also a good book. People with no experience, business farming, fantasy fantasy, martial arts history, what kind of book should they write?" They are all like nursery rhymes, and writing about lawsuits and wars is also like child's play. Mother-in-law, just do it, start writing, and the folk song club will be hung under your Women's Federation. In the future, if my Zheng family army wants to go out to fight in the town, the folk song She has to follow. It’s not about singing and dancing under the tent of beauties, but to cheer up the soldiers, so mother-in-law also wants to write some male dramas about Ling Zisheng.”

The two mothers spoke enthusiastically, but the girl Hua Er was stunned at first, then embarrassed, with a bit of refusal, she said cautiously: "Madam, mother-in-law, can I not be an actress? My mother said that only unscrupulous men go to sing operas. If I go too, no..."

"Nonsense!" Grandma Tang bluffed and said, "That's the common opinion of the world. I think it's unserious to sing operas, and it's even more unscrupulous to watch the opera so much that my eyes get glued to it. Every time my mother-in-law goes back to Chongming County or Taicang If you go to court in Suzhou, you will inevitably be scolded by those yamen servants, I just think they are farting."

Zheng Haizhu saw that Hua Er's mouth was flattened, showing grievances, so she smoothed things over and said: "Grandma's words are indeed reasonable. It is clearly a job that the common people can use. How can they be lower than a scholar with a noble body? Litigation Yes, it is not a litigator, but a litigator, and a singer is not an actor, but an actor. A litigator is like a tutor, and an actor is like a student, at least in the world opened by my Zhengjiazhuang, it has to be called that."

Hua Er was still looking forward to Ai Ai and said: "I still like to drive carts for you and feed mules and horses. Also, when Madam's powerful spinning machine is built, I can also spin."

After she reminded her like this, Zheng Haizhu suddenly remembered that Gu Shan, a carpenter who was clearly a bachelor, did not come to set up the stage to sing today.

"Hua Er, have you seen Ah Shan?" Zheng Haizhu asked.

Hua Er said: "Just now when I was driving the mule cart to pick up Grandma Qian and the others, Ah Shan and Carpenter Hu were building a spinning machine. Grandma Qian was very kind and asked them to have a rest and watch the play together. Both of them said they didn't want to come, Hurry to work."

Carpenter Hu is also a craftsman in Zheng Haizhu Firearms Workshop.

The Ge family father and son at the start-up stage have already been promoted to the rank of head craftsman, and dozens of people are in charge of them.The firearms workshop produces machine guns, matchlock guns and large and small cannons. Not only metallurgists, but also carpenters and cobblers are needed to make various accessories, including gun frames and cannon carriages.

After Zheng Haizhu started training the first batch of battalion soldiers on Chongming Island, he asked Wu Bangde to bring several types of main firearms from Songjiang to observe the improvement needs in the actual drill, such as how to make the field artillery smaller and how to make the fork of the heavy arquebus Without affecting the efficiency of marching on the shoulders, how can the gun cart ensure fast maneuvering after being hung on the horse.

A few blacksmiths and carpenters from the firearms workshop also came.Among them, Carpenter Hu recruited a canal tracker who could speak some Shandong dialect and had a good relationship with Ah Shan from Liaodong. Ah Shan helped him improve the cannon carriage, and he also helped Ah Shan think about finishing the multi-spindle yarn cart.

At this moment, Zheng Haizhu thought for a while, and said to Grandma Tang and Hua Er: "I'll go and see Ah Shan and the others."

Hua Er hurriedly said, "I'll drive the car to take Madam there."

"No, it's only a mile away. You can get there by walking. Just listen to the music."

(End of this chapter)