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Chapter 315 Sister Lan invites the boss, the free and easy king Yan Shunhua! [1 update]

Kunqu Opera is one of the earliest Chinese masterpieces to be listed as a world intangible cultural heritage. It is also known as the "ancestor of all operas" and has extremely high historical and cultural value.

Kunqu Opera originated in the Shun Dynasty, reached a certain scale in the Yong Dynasty, and entered its heyday in the Ning Dynasty.

The annual music festival is one of the most lively times in the Ning Dynasty.

If it weren’t for the great war three hundred years ago, which destroyed the heritage, Kunqu Opera would not have fallen to this state.

In addition, with more and more entertainment options available nowadays, the number of people interested in Kunqu Opera is gradually decreasing.

Shen Yeqiu just happens to like these classical cultures, otherwise he would not have taken the initiative to contact the "Collection of China" program team.

He had listened to several Kunqu opera performances, but unfortunately, he had never been able to see the real style of Kunqu opera, which was a bit regretful.

Hearing Ye Wanlan say these four words, Shen Yeqiu was very confused: "What does Xiaoye mean?"

Ye Wanlan smiled slightly: "The person that Teacher Shen is referring to is Master Yan?"

"Exactly. She is the former vice president of the Yunjing Art Association, Master Yan Tingyue." The director nodded. "She is not only the descendant of the Sage of Music, but also the descendant of the Free and Easy King Yan Shunhua. It's a pity that even the people of the Yunjing Art Association don't know where she is living in seclusion."

Among the four kings, only King Xiaoyao Yan Shunhua did not have an army under his command.

His personality is just like his title, he lives a carefree life and does not care about worldly affairs.

King Xiaoyao was just as his name suggested, with a face as beautiful as Shunhua and unparalleled handsomeness, which attracted the favor of countless women.

However, history books never seem to record his family and direct descendants. It seems that Yan Tingyue is just a descendant of King Xiaoyao's side branch.

Among the four kings, except for King Hejia of Yan and King Xiang Qingtian of Chu, who were members of the Xiang royal family, King Hua Yingyue of Qin and King Yan Shunhua of Xiaoyao were both kings of different surnames.

Being able to rank among the four kings with a different surname, King Xiaoyao is certainly not only free and easy.

In addition to his excellent martial arts skills, he was also quick-witted, good at singing and dancing, and proficient in playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The God of Opera also said that his talent for opera was unmatched.

Ye Wanlan remembered that in her previous life, when she went to look for Prince Qin Hua Yingyue, she happened to meet Prince Xiaoyao who had arrived in Qincheng. It was a rare opportunity for her to appreciate the fact that this prince sang a song for them.

And Nancheng in the Jiangnan area is where King Xiaoyao most often stays.

His palace was near the south city.

"The production team came to South City this time, in addition to filming some intangible cultural heritage craftsmen, they also came to find the traces left by King Xiaoyao in history." The director smiled and joked, "With our antique detector Miss Ye, we won't have trouble finding it."

Ye Wanlan smiled faintly: "But according to historical records, King Xiaoyao's whereabouts have always been mysterious. I don't know if I can help."

Also because he never commanded a large army, there are very few records about King Xiaoyao in the great war three hundred years ago.

She looked through all the major history books, but could only find one sentence:

King Xiaoyao died.

But how Yan Shunhua died and what she experienced, even the unofficial history books cannot make sense of it.

If possible, she hopes to find cultural relics related to Yan Shunhua and listen to the voice of history.

"Historical books always say that King Xiaoyao has a face like a peach blossom, more beautiful than a woman." Xu Qingyu also smiled and said, "I don't know what he looks like, but I am very curious."

Ye Wanlan recalled it briefly and raised his eyebrows.

She had to admit that Yan Shunhua was indeed three times more beautiful after she changed into the costume and dressed up as a woman.

"I heard that many painters have painted his portraits, but none of them have been found so far." Professor Shen shook his head, "I hope there will be new discoveries this time."

**
The sun sets in the west and the water and sky meet.

Birds landed on the beach and then circled up when the tide receded, like a grand dance coming to an end.

Nancheng and Fengyuan are both ancient cities, but one is in the south and the other in the north, so the classical atmosphere they give people is different.

There is a lot of water in the south city, and the drizzle is hazy.

Fengyuan is mountainous and the sky is high and vast.

There was a craftsman selling sugar figures and sugar paintings on the side of the ancient street. Ye Wanlan bent down, gave the craftsman a banknote, and in return he received a little rabbit holding a lantern.

She slowly took a bite of the sugar painting, the sweetness blooming on the tip of her tongue and her taste buds dancing.

"I haven't been to South City for a long time." Xie Linyuan stretched slowly beside him. "I used to like sitting by the sea and watching the sunrise and sunset for days."

The South City three hundred years later was not exactly the same as the town in his memory, but many similar traces could be captured.

Beyond the tall buildings, there are still small bridges, flowing water, and ancient streets.

Swordsmen once discussed philosophy here, and literati and poets also left their masterpieces here.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Chinese civilization will never be interrupted.

Because there are always tiny traces that can give us a glimpse into the vast history of China.

Ye Wanlan responded softly: "Well, I remember that a martial arts conference was held here, right?" "Yes, there was one, but I can't remember the exact year." Xie Linyuan shrugged, "Except for the six major sects that each guard their own area, there are many sects in the Jiangnan area, so most martial arts conferences are held here."

Ye Wanlan smiled and said, "What a pity! I haven't seen the grand scene of the martial arts conference yet."

The world of martial arts is vast and equally complex.

Because she was unable to gather her inner strength, Hejia did not allow her to appear in places where martial artists gathered in order to prevent assassination.

The martial arts conference held every five years brings together heroes from all over the world and hundreds of martial arts sects. It is also the time for the peak showdown of Chinese martial arts.

At this time, the Shen Ce Army, the Tian Yin Le soldiers, the Penglai Immortals, and the Bei Ming Magicians will all fight each other.

She had only heard of it countless times from other people, but had never seen it in person, which was indeed a pity.

"There's nothing interesting to see at the Wulin Conference." Xie Linyuan raised his eyebrows. "The only thing that's interesting is the fighting. Unfortunately, since my second junior brother took the position of Wulin leader, no one has ever defeated him."

The Lord of Shenxiao Tower unified the martial arts world when he was sixteen years old and was invincible.

After eleven years, he still stands firmly as the number one figure in the world, and no one can shake him.

"What is this?" Xie Linyuan suddenly caught a glimpse of familiar words. He squatted down at the bookstall beside the street with some curiosity, and then saw a dazzling list of books -

"Uncovering the unknown love-hate relationship between Princess Yongning and the owner of Shenxiao Tower"

Princess Yongning Marries a Husband

"Surprise! The former leader of the martial arts world has become the son-in-law of the Eastern Palace"

Xie Linyuan: "..."

A question mark slowly appeared on his forehead.

He began to wonder if the history he had experienced was false, otherwise why couldn't he understand the names of these books?

As far as he could remember, the Lord of Shenxiao Tower and Princess Yongning had never met each other.

"Fan fiction based on unofficial history." Ye Wanlan was very calm. He squatted down and reached out to flip through the books on the stall. "Some of them are quite interesting. You can read them for entertainment."

As she spoke, she took out a few more bills and handed them over, picking out a few books with very eye-catching names and buying them.

Xie Linyuan looked at the book "One Hundred and Eight Secrets That Princess Yongning and the Master of Shenxiao Tower Have to Tell" in Ye Wanlan's hand with difficulty: "..."

Three seconds later, he slowly said, "Do you like watching this?"

"It's just for entertainment, why can't I watch it?" Ye Wanlan said calmly, "If you want to read it, you can take a look at the fan fiction you and Fanyin wrote. You are an official couple now, and there are many people writing stories for you."

Xie Linyuan flatly refused: "I won't watch it."

Are you kidding? Does he look like the type of person who would read this kind of article?
He is a gentleman!
Ten minutes later, Xie Linyuan couldn't hold it any longer, and for the first time he spoke awkwardly, "Junior Sister, can you give me a place to read the article?"

……

After telling Xie Linyuan where he was reading, Ye Wanlan separated from him and went to visit Yan Tingyue.

Also because Yan Tingyue had just been in trouble yesterday, Yan Tingfeng specifically asked Binghe and Tiema to protect her here to prevent similar things from happening.

"Miss Ye." Binghe was plowing the land with a huff. "Master Yan is inside."

Ye Wanlan nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Alan, come in quickly." Yan Tingyue opened the curtain, "I was thinking that you would come, and you really came."

"Teacher, I would like to ask you for a favor." Ye Wanlan thought for a moment and said, "The program group I'm in needs to shoot Kunqu Opera. I wonder if I can invite you to have a meal first."

"No problem." Yan Tingyue smiled, "Even if you didn't suggest it, if the production team came to me, I would definitely go."

She has always wanted to continue to promote Kunqu Opera, but she could not hand it over to the people at the Global Center no matter what.

She is afraid that in the future, if Kunqu Opera is really plundered, how can she explain to her ancestors?
"Thank you, teacher." Ye Wanlan said, "I've been worried that those people might cause trouble to you again these days. If you were by my side, I'd feel more at ease."

Yan Tingyue patted her hands: "I feel at ease when you are here."

The two of them walked out while talking.

When they were almost at the restaurant, Ye Wanlan contacted the program crew.

"Old Liu, Miss Ye said she will bring a guest over later." The director said to Producer Liu, "We need to add more seats."

"Add more," said producer Liu. "Add a few more dishes."

There are just multiple guests eating a home-cooked meal together, there is nothing to make a fuss about.

Good morning~!

Sister Lan: Are you really not going to make a fuss?