Daming Yinghua

In the afternoon of late spring, Tang Xianzu's "The Story of the Purple Hairpin" was about to be performed on the stage of Songjiang Guyang Garden.

The one who invited Kunban from Suzhou was the Yin family, the daughter-in-law of Dong Qichang, a famous local gentry.

The Yin family went around "donating" this spring, selling paintings, calligraphy, embroidery, ancient porcelain and other things donated by celebrities in the city, and got thousands of taels of silver.

The noble lady, with her hairpins in brocade, held up her pomp and ostentation. In the name of the head of the "Jishan Society", she sent a few taels to orphanages, Zelouyuan, Jimin Pharmacy, etc. in Songjiang. "Charitable money" ranging from more than a dozen taels.

But she still felt that the limelight was not enough, so she took out another hundred taels of silver from the donation, and invited the famous Kunban from Nanzhili to Songjiang to sing for the gentlemen and celebrities participating in the charity sale for a few days.

Gu Shouqian had previously donated Miao Atai's "Minghe Sea Battle Picture" embroidery, so naturally he was also invited.

In the afternoon, as soon as Gu Shouqian stepped into Guyang Garden, Yin Shi, who was dressed like a golden pheasant and greeted Dong Zuchang with Dong Zuchang, walked forward with a smile and asked affectionately: "Hey, Mr. Gu, how can Ameng come?" not coming?"

"She went on an outing with Second Grandma Han." Gu Shouqian said with a faint greeting.

"Traveling? The pomegranates are about to bloom, so why not go outing? Where are you going, Sheshan?"

Yin's barrage of questions only got Gu Shouqian an ambiguous "hmm".

Yin Shi pursed her lips: "Ameng is a very busy person. On weekdays, he is more busy outside than inside. It is rare to have time to go hiking in the mountains and enjoy the spring. It is a pity that she will miss this good performance of Yu's class today." Look, Mr. Gu, we purposely reserved the front seat."

Just now, "The Story of the Purple Hairpin" on stage was being played to a point where Gu Shouqian and several wealthy businessmen suddenly started fighting.

Dong Zuchang chased Gu Shouqian's footsteps, his hasty tone was full of apology.

The tune of "Garden is good" sounded, which was the scene of the hero Li Yijia celebrating the lanterns. For a while, the lotus lanterns on the stage were shining, and the golden dragons were swimming, making it very lively.

After saying that, he put the small porcelain jar in front of him on the tables of the rich merchants.

At this time, when the application was just handed in, Fucheng Street was full of traffic and pedestrians.

Dong Zuchang was slightly startled when he heard the last part of the sentence, and immediately realized that the father's beloved disciple in front of him was not only furious, but also depressed.

"Luxian, I will accompany you to the clinic for brother, and ask the doctor to apply some ointment."

Yin Shi let the troupe continue singing sullenly, while Dong Zuchang chased them out.

One spat: "Hey, what kind of bird lantern is this dancing dragon? It's broken at every joint, and it's like fried dough sticks. I'm so happy to die."

Dong Zuchang complained to his wife in a deep voice: "It's not like you didn't know that Young Mistress Gu went to Chongming, what pot did she not open and which pot did she do? At least she brought out a masterpiece to carry the scene for you, didn't she?"

Yin's displeasure said: "Today is a singing meeting, not a literary meeting. Don't give a lot of money to Jishan Society. Why, if Mr. Gu comes, they can't come?"

It didn't take long for the wealthy merchants An Sheng to live behind him, and when Li Yi and Huo Xiaoyu swore each other in Baqiao Mountain and parted ways, the rough voice with swollen eyes rang out again.

"It's called Han Qi," said Toadzui's companion to the swollen eyes, "Brother, said that the little girl of the Han family went out to play, and was robbed by the water bandits back into the village and entered the bridal chamber. Three days later, The imperial court came to a group of Jinyiwei, killed the bandit leader, and rescued Miss Han. Guess what happened, this Miss Han was actually plotted by an aunt of her betrothed husband’s family. Don’t say it, don’t say it, the eldest brother will listen to it by himself .”

Mrs. Yin said disapprovingly: "Am I making fun of him? I'm fighting for injustice, okay? This grandson of the Gu family is a handsome young man like a fairy. Many aristocratic families in Songjiang City want to marry their daughters to him, but Miss Han doesn't know who she is. Zhen. Mr. Gu is a young man in his prime, yet he stands alone. If you consider him a senior brother, then I am his sister-in-law? Therefore, I want to wake him up. Take care of him, and secondly, it will cure that young lady's domineering spirit."

While chatting and laughing, several people recklessly bit the hickory nuts, and threw the broken shells on the ground, even throwing them on Gu Shouqian's shoe.

Another said: "Hey, the little daughter-in-law who will come out here is not bad, she looks like a water spirit, I love her to death."

The three men all turned their faces down, especially the one who looked the oldest and had swollen eye bags, he looked the most fierce.

"Oh?" The swollen eyeball suddenly regained energy, "Why did you snatch it, did you get it?"

He then let Gu Shouqian walk a little further away, and then with a wink, he told his servants to follow.

Dong Zu often heard the words and laughed secretly.My own lady clearly hated Han Ximeng for ignoring Jishan Society, so she took the opportunity to stick a needle in Miss Han's back.

"What? Brother Dong is worried that those rats will still be able to rob their way halfway? Songjiang is not a water park in their hometown, and I, Gu Shouqian, am not a useless dude in your eyes."

"Second young master, Mr. Gu scolded the younger one back."

Dong Zu often asked questions, but the wealthy businessman in Shandong walked away angrily.

Kunqu Opera was born in Kunshan, popular in the six prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River, and is loved by many celebrities in Songjiang.Gu Shouqian has been fascinated by Kunqu opera since he was a child, and he was also a fan of Kunqu opera. Seeing the beautiful singing of Yu's troupe from Gusu, he temporarily forgot his troubles and concentrated on enjoying the opera.

"Thanks to the emperor for the lanterns and moonlight, and for the heavenly grace for the spring and the years. It is written all over the country and the people are safe and secure. I invite you to sing."

A toad-mouthed man next to the swollen eyes said with a grin: "Brother, tomorrow I will take you to a teahouse. I heard the book, although it is not allegretto, but the story is interesting. It is said that a bandit robbed a young lady from Songjiang. "

"They're all bandits, can they still get them? I heard that the girl's family is also in the cotton cloth business just like us. Her ancestor is still a prime minister, and her name is He Qi."

Gu Shouqian turned around and cupped his hands: "The honored guests who disturbed Brother Dong and Second Mistress today are really motivated by the situation. In the future, my younger brother will come to the door to complain."

"Singing the second child of martial arts" is Shandong Allegro, which is also a folk art that came out in the Wanli period. Because most of the artists tell stories about Wu Song in the Water Margin, such as beating tigers and killing golden lotuses, it is called "singing martial arts". Second child", or "Sing the big man".

Gu Shouqian's expression turned even colder, he hurriedly returned the salute, and then walked to the seat in front of the stage.

Dong Zuchang wondered: "Shandong people come to Songjiang to sell cotton?"

Yin sneered: "Shandong cotton is cheap, and in recent years Su Song's cloth shop often receives Shandong cotton."

Huo Xiaoyu's crooning and slow singing on the stage came to an abrupt end when the crisp sound of porcelain shattering was heard.

Not long after, the servant appeared in front of the master again with a bitter face.

Gu Shouqian could only sigh helplessly, and turned back to continue watching the play.

Dong Zuchang stopped him: "Lu Xian, you don't need to go to the clinic, I'll order my servant to take you back home."

"Snapped!"

Gu Shouqian stood up, kicked the stool away, and punched the swollen eyeball with a wave of his hand.

Gu Shouqian glanced sideways at them a few times, seeing that they were unrestrained, so he could only take advantage of the narration in the play, cupped his hands at the rich merchant and said, "My dear friends, can you keep your voice down. Besides, the dried fruit skin, I have trouble vomiting in it. "

The swollen eyeball smacked the crushed walnut meat in his mouth, and said wretchedly, "I was rescued after three days, I'm afraid there is a little bandit in my stomach. Then, Miss Han, did you get married later?"

"It's boring, it's babbling, I don't know what to sing, it's not as good as my hometown singing Wu Er Er."

Dong Zuchang turned his head and looked towards the direction of the stage. When he saw a table of men sitting behind Gu Shouqian, he identified them a few times and couldn't help asking Yin Shi curiously: "Where are those men in blue and green brocade?"

The scene was chaotic at once, Dong Zuchang hastily ordered his servants to step forward to separate them, Gu Shouqian's forehead was already painted, and the beanie on his body was also torn.

"Oh, that's it." Dong Zuchang frowned slightly, "it's no wonder his behavior is vulgar."

In today's venue, the guests who come have fixed seats, and there are no empty tables in the venue.

Yin said: "A cotton merchant in Denglai passed by the Academy that day and bought several paintings."

I didn't want to feel relieved for a while, but I heard the men behind me who looked like wealthy businessmen without scarves talking loudly.

Not long after, all the guests arrived, and with the sound of a gong, "The Story of the Purple Hairpin" opened.

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"Young master, if you don't like our big boss, you can go to another place to sit." Said with swollen eyes.

Gu Shouqian also left the table under the surprised and inquiring eyes of the guests.

Dong Zuchang smiled: "Okay, as long as the lady is happy."

It was clearly a beautiful scene of warm wind blowing people and all living beings joyful, but Gu Shouqian felt that the smiles on those faces were all mocking himself.

Distraught, he raised his sleeve to wipe the blood on his forehead, and simply left the street and walked to a secluded place by the Moon River.

"My lord, would you like to take a boat to relax? There's still new tea on board."

In the sparkling light, a neat little fairy boat slowly sailed from the center of the river, and the owner of the boat greeted passengers courteously.

Gu Shouqian raised his eyes to look at the blue sky and white clouds, nodded and said, "Shake to the foot of Mount She."