Medicine in Song Dynasty

Chapter 33 Rap
Su Tong pulled Su Wencheng to sit down, ordered a pot of tea, and ordered two signature snacks. The rapper on the stage was an old man over half a century old. Obviously he was not a novice. Compared with those modern old artists who have been immersed in the showbiz for more than ten years.

When he talked about Du Liniang's death because of love, a group of ladies couldn't help wiping their tears. When he talked about Du Liniang's marriage to Liu Mengmei after his death, the teahouse was full of suppressed crying and laughter.

Su Wencheng saw that most of the guests present were engrossed, and several of them obviously didn't listen to it twice. From time to time, they whispered in the ears of friends about the next plot, but most of them were disgusted.

Su Tong obviously saw it too, and couldn't help being funny. It seems that people also hate spoilers at this time.

The Su family's father and daughter didn't come here specifically to listen to people's stories, but they were also very happy because of the grand occasion at this time, especially Su Wencheng, who repeatedly lamented that he had raised a talented daughter.

Seeing how hot this scene was, Su Tong was also thoughtful. It seemed that this job could continue. It was fun and easy, and it made a lot of money.

She made "The Peony Pavilion" at the beginning, but she just heard from Gao Zhenren that the wife of Zhouzhi County, Mrs. Zhang, and his concubine, Mrs. Hu, both like to visit this Peony Street, like peony flowers, and have a common hobby. Hearing about the rap, the two of them went to teahouses and restaurants to listen to rap raps by artists, and even changed into men's clothes for the new words sung by Kong San, and went to Goulan Washena and other places to stay for one night.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhixian is a bit henpecked, and he is not a pedantic man with machismo, otherwise he would have to die of anger.

Looking at it now, Su Tong immediately made up his mind. After a while, he will invite the rap artist on stage to have a talk. She will provide the libretto and libretto, and she can also guide the form of rap. Pingshu can definitely appear on stage in advance Anyway, the entertainment industry in the Song Dynasty was so developed, and people were very receptive to new things. Simple and straightforward storytelling that even illiterate people can understand should be very popular.

And it can be divided into two types, one is to make some elegant libretto to attract those literati, and the other is the vernacular, the whiter the better, as long as the story is wonderful.

However, at that time, her identity will be strictly kept secret. Although she is not afraid of anything, the things she writes are too vulgar and not very pleasing.

In a blink of an eye, Su Tong has already calculated a bunch of storylines in his mind that are more in line with today's aesthetics.

Of course, it's time to get down to business.

After sitting in Laowang’s tea house for a long time, when it was getting dark, the artists on the stage finally finished singing, and a few history lectures went up, but Xixi Town is a small place, and the skills of the artists really need to be improved. Cliché, no fun at all, except for the guests who really came to drink tea to quench their thirst, the others gradually dispersed.

Su Tong could clearly hear the shopkeeper of Old Wang's Tea House murmuring: "I don't know when Mr. Nan Ke will release a new book. This book is indeed fresh, but it's too short to sing!"

Smiling and ignoring these things, Su Tong and Su Wencheng stood up and walked to the back. Sure enough, as she expected, from the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Hu chattering excitedly for a while. He also walked backwards.

Die-hard fans like these two were rare in the Song Dynasty. At least apart from them, although other people also got together to discuss the plot, they were not so obsessed with chasing Mr. Rap.

Su Tong's mind turned quickly, calculating his pace, and he almost reached the door of the guest room behind with Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Hu.

Mr. Rap ​​was resting inside, and there was a young man guarding the door. As soon as he walked in, Mrs. Zhang said with a smile: "Second brother, I just want a copy of the book written by Mr. Zou, so I can read it slowly when I go home." , it’s not that you won’t give money, why do you stop it?”

Mrs. Hu also said: "I don't know how many times I have said the Peony Pavilion, and we can keep silent by ourselves. It's just that I listened to it five times, and the words in the two times I wrote down are different, so I want to ask for a manuscript. Don't worry, if we buy it with money, it won't make my husband's hard work in vain, is one hundred pennies enough?"

The young man was tongue-tied, obviously dumbfounded, he couldn't say anything, he just blocked the door to prevent the two of them from entering.

After talking for a long time, it just didn't make sense. Although Mrs. Zhang is not a pampered person, Mrs. Hu is young and has a high spirit. How could she bear this? She frowned and said angrily: "We used to listen to Kong San's libretto, and use No need for our sisters to say, he even took the initiative to send over the manuscript, what kind of Joe did you get?"

"If this lady likes it, give these two manuscripts to her."

The two ladies were in a hurry to get angry, when they heard a crisp voice from behind, they turned their heads together, and saw a very beautiful young lady of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Zhang's face flushed, obviously a little shy, Su Tong smiled, took out a manuscript that was not too thick but not too thin from the bag behind him, and handed it over.

Before Mrs. Zhang said anything, Mrs. Hu's eyes lit up, and she took it lightly and flipped through it. The more she looked, the happier she was. She had long forgotten the rule of smiling without missing a tooth, and she showed a mouthful of broken teeth.

"These two books are really different. There are many changes in the libretto, but they are both very pleasant and have a good tune." Hu chatted for a while, and hummed the tune softly in time. She knew the rhythm a little bit, Although the tune is not particularly accurate, it is youthful and quite pleasant.

Mrs. Zhang quickly thanked him, and Su Tong and his daughter returned the salute. After a few pleasantries, Su Tong turned to the young man and said, "Little brother, go and tell Master Liu that I want to buy him a cup of tea. Something to say."

The young man touched his head with a smile, and replied: "Su Langjun and Mrs. Su just go in, Master Liu is waiting for you two."

He was completely different from the waiter in the shop who didn't like oil and salt just now.

Before Su Tong could answer, Hu suddenly stopped talking, raised his head abruptly, turned his eyes around their father and daughter, and landed on Su Wencheng, clapped his hands, and raised his voice an octave: "You must be Mr. Nan Ke! "

Mrs. Zhang also came back to her senses, looked at the manuscript that Mrs. Hu was still holding in her hand, and suddenly realized - although it is not ruled out that this is the two who have been silent, but it only depends on how familiar the young man is with this person. Seeing them coming, he immediately agreed to these two to come in directly, and his attitude was completely different from when he faced himself, so he knew that these two people must be acquaintances of Master Liu.

They are holding the manuscript of Peony Pavilion again, the possibility of being Mr. Nan Ke is really quite high.

Su Wencheng smiled: "Miss misunderstood, it was the little girl who wrote and played casually, and I didn't expect to be liked by my wife."

As soon as these words came out, the reservedness that Zhang and Hu had just now disappeared without a trace, and their eyes lit up. Although fanaticism is far from those of the later generations of star chasers, in this era, they are also Can be considered a die-hard fan.

(End of this chapter)