Empress Jinghua: The eunuch is nine thousand years old

Chapter 40 Play is like life
As soon as Xia Zijin raised her hand, the orchestra sitting neatly on both sides of the stage ordered to start the gongs. The big brass drums started with three clang clang clangs. The erhu and pipa played strings in unison. Ding dong.

As the familiar melody played, two female characters in blue clothes slowly walked up behind the curtain, both of them were portraits of scholars in commoner clothes and tied hair, one was taller and the other was shorter, their faces were decorated with white powder, pink ink and pastel colors .

This excerpt is about Liang Zhu’s classmates. On the high stage, the Danjiao who plays Zhu Yingtai shakes off her water sleeves and sings "Brother Liang, if Yingtai is a female red makeup, Brother Liang may be willing to match mandarin ducks", The voice is mellow and graceful, and the figure is graceful and beautiful.

All the noble ladies held their faces and chins, enjoying the play with relish.Although Liang Zhu's jokes have been around for a long time, they can never get tired of listening to them. The soul-stirring love story will always move the hearts of the daughter's relatives.

"The theater troupe in the princess yard is really good." The lady of the bachelor clapped her hands on the desk and beat the time to the soundtrack leisurely, while nodding in praise, "My wife is also an old theater fan. Liang Zhu is the one who watches the most, look at that female dan role, that graceful aria, it's really wonderful!"

Mrs. Qin Tianjian Jianzheng twirled the dried yellow peach and tasted it lightly. The soft, waxy and sweet taste made the corners of her mouth curl up.

"The food in the princess's yard is also good, and the minister's wife likes this sweet food. Today is a real treat!" She wiped off her slightly sugar-stained fingertips with a handkerchief, and stretched out her hand to twirl them again. A piece of soft mochi stuffed with lotus seeds tasted it.

"Sister, eat less. The person who was clamoring to lose weight the day before yesterday can't stop talking now." Mrs. Qin Tianjian's natal sister, Miss Yueer, smiled while covering her handkerchief. Dao, reaching out to stop her hand that wanted to take another pastry, the relationship between the two sisters is very good.

Xia Zijin looked at the crowd with a smile, and responded one by one, picked up the jasmine tea on the table and took a sip, full of fragrance.

Everyone chatted and laughed while enjoying the play, drinking tea and eating cakes, the part of the play was sung quickly, and it took less than half an hour, and the ladies and ladies all looked like they still had something to say.

"Princess, if you don't order another song, this troupe sings very well. It's still early, and the sisters haven't heard enough!" After the play, I hold my cheeks and rippling, very fond of it.

The other ladies also echoed.

Xia Zijin nodded with a slight smile. The story of Liang Zhu is just a side dish, and the real drama is yet to come.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you have any favorite operas?" Xia Zijin first asked politely, flipping through the opera book in his hand, as if he couldn't make up his mind.

"How about The West Chamber?" Fifth Miss Yushitai asked.

"It's better for Meng Jiangnu to cry over the Great Wall!" Miss Yueer said softly.

"No, no, it's better for a noble concubine to be drunk!" said Mrs. Hubu Shilang, shaking her handkerchief.

All of a sudden, there are many wives who love all kinds of songs. You let me and I let you, but you can't choose a reason.

Xia Zijin had expected such a situation a long time ago, so she spoke words to appease the noble ladies, closed the repertoire book and said slowly: "The plays that ladies and ladies like are all very good, but with so many tastes, it is inevitable that we can't completely Satisfied, the princess thought, these are the purposes of old plays, and I am afraid everyone has seen them many times, how about this, let this troupe perform this year's new play, this princess has seen it once, and it is not inferior to the old ones. What about the play?"

As soon as they heard that there was a new play, everyone became interested. There are many theater troupes in the capital, but they also perform some classic jokes every year, and there are very few new plays.Now that there is a fresh joke, the princess agrees after watching it, and the noble ladies are naturally looking forward to it.

"Princess like this, let the troupe perform for the sisters to see!" The eldest lady of the Guozijian family couldn't wait.

Xia Zijin nodded with a smile, and said slowly: "This play is called [Sadness and Happiness in the World]. It's good as long as it's good, but it's just a tragedy."

With Xia Zijin's sleeves on one side, the bands on both sides played a soothing and sad tune, not as light and melodious as when they played Butterfly Lovers just now.

With the opening of the curtain, the actors on the stage became three people, a noble son with a beautiful face and star eyebrows, and two beautiful wives and concubines.The son and the concubine are having fun under the red candle curtain, but the main wife stands outside the curtain sadly and lonely, weeping.

The scene of this scene made all the wives present lower their eyes, watching with their hands in their sleeves without saying a word.This kind of scene is both familiar and helpless, and why don't they caress the stone bricks in the spacious and quiet house every night, looking forward to the husband's company, but wives are not as good as concubines and concubines are worse than stealing, men love fresh faces That's all.

Xia Zijin sipped scented tea and observed everyone's expressions, especially Huang Chenyan who was sitting in the corner, with a pair of eyebrows moving, as if he saw everything in his eyes.

The actors on the stage performed the repertoire vividly. The son dotes on his concubine, not only neglecting his wife every day, but also treating him harshly.Even the first wife, who is pregnant with a child, does not get the slightest love and care. All she is accompanied by is the unborn child and a house full of dilapidated stone walls.

The role of the main wife was crying, and the wives in the audience wiped their tears with veils.Although drama is drama, it is inevitable to bring a sense of belonging into oneself. If they also encounter such a day, they will be so sad.

Xia Zijin was extremely bland. This script written by her was just about her own situation and helplessness in Lin Wang's mansion in her previous life.Taking a sip of jasmine tea, Xia Zijin was relieved to watch the play now.

Love, desire, greed, anger, and ignorance make the world sad and happy.This is a world of mortals, but that's all.

The drama is progressing slowly, and at this moment, it has come to the stage where the son wants to help the concubine to become an equal wife, but the main wife refuses, and the two conspire to kill the main wife.

The wives and ladies were all holding veils in their palms, and they were so engrossed in watching the show that they wished they could rush up to the stage and tell the main wife about the conspiracy of the two behind them.

"Damn it, if I have an in-law like this, it would be better if I was hanged with a rope when I got married!" The lady of the bachelor supported the table and beat her heart, as if she was deeply moved by such ups and downs and sad plots. Moved.

The noble ladies sitting around her also nodded repeatedly, and the wife of the Guozijian swallowed while covering her handkerchief, "Isn't that right, we are also the mistresses of the family, and we know that it is not easy to be in charge of the family, and it is of course a wish for a man to be considerate. If you are not considerate, if you follow the heartless people in this play, you will really be so ineffective every day!"

The wives all expressed their feelings, while expressing their thoughts with the people around them, while watching the play of the actors intently, sighing from time to time.

Sitting in the corner, Huang Chenyan could hear the people beside him talking about the scene on the stage, biting his lips, and for some reason suddenly thought of the side concubine Bai in his mansion who was loved by the eldest son.

Such a woman with charming eyes like silk serving the king's food and sex seems to be carved out of the same mold as the concubine in this play.

Xia Zijin was observing Huang Chenyan's expression, and when she saw her frowning slightly, fascinated by the play, she knew how much she had watched.

On the stage, the role of the main wife was lying miserably in plain clothes. She had completely lost her name, status, and even her life.Behind him, the son embraced the concubine, the two of them had completed their plan, and they were all happy. When they were done, they still didn't forget to throw the body of the first wife into the mass grave. She planned her life for the son, but ended up in the wilderness.

The play ended here, and looking back suddenly, Xia Zijin realized that her face was a little wet. She quietly wiped away the tears on her face, but her heart was not too disturbed.Her miserable life in the previous life was only played out in a short hour.

Many of the wives were already weeping uncontrollably, and wiped away their tears gently with their handkerchiefs.As the saying goes, watching a play is like watching it. They have already brought themselves into the play, and the spoiling of concubines and killing their wives in the play is undoubtedly a kind of shock and fear to them.

"Sister, this drama is so good that it makes people's heart ache. If it weren't for the fact that every concubine in the yard is domineering?" Miss Yue Er bit her index finger. She was not married yet but was already worried about her future life. Married a husband who doted on his concubine, and murdered himself.

Mrs. Qin Tianjian took Miss Yue Er's hand and comforted her softly: "Second sister, don't be afraid, it's not always true, after all, it's a drama, and it's inevitable that the writing will make you cry. If everyone learns like this, Which woman in the world dares to marry, doesn't she?"

Miss Yueer nodded slightly, and then heard the household minister's wife who was sitting next door covered her nose and said: "If you want me to say, we old women should be tougher. Look at the main wife in that play, who is born It's just the temperament of a soft bun, which makes people climb to the top."

"Madam Shilang is right. I heard that the mansion of Sir Shilang has several concubines, but all of them are governed by Madam Shilang submissively!" The lady of the bachelor put her hand on her lap and said, her eyes full of envy. Yan meaning.

Hearing Mrs. Bachelor's praise, Mrs. Hubu Shilang couldn't help but raised her brows proudly, looked around at the admiring gazes cast on her, stretched out her index finger and twirled the handkerchief and said softly: "Actually, it's not too difficult. Let's be the main room." , the most important thing is to be able to suppress people! No matter how hard those vixens can be, they will definitely not be able to suppress you. If there is someone who refuses to be disciplined, they will punish her severely. What are we and what is the identity of the concubine? , Could it be that the husband still blames the wife for disciplining and disciplining the concubines?"

The Miss Guozijian at the side was stunned for a moment, and looked at Miss Musan who was sitting next to her. These girls who hadn't left the cabinet could not help but write down some points in advance after hearing so much about "how to manage concubines".

(End of this chapter)