Ming Zuo

Chapter 301 What the hell?
For this event, Xu Yinjue spent all his money and bought the largest flower boat in Nanjing.

At this time, the flower boat was straddling the water. After everyone boarded the boat, they realized that the sky and the earth are as wide as they are condescending, and they can see all the small things at a glance.

On the deck of the flower boat, several seats have already been lined up one after another, and in the corner next to it, the theater troupe is already in place.

If you didn't know, you would have thought that there was some kind of temple fair going on here, and you wouldn't have imagined that the upcoming debate in the literary world would erupt.

As Wen Zong, Liu Zongzhou was also the focus of today, and was invited to the main seat.Accompanied by Xu Yinjue, Qian Qianyi, Zheng Sanjun, Luo Congyu, Fu Zhenshang, Xiong Mingyu, Qian Shisheng and other Nanjing official figures.

Even Zhang Cai has no place in this position.

It's not that I look down on him deliberately, but based on the status and qualifications of scholars, he really doesn't have the qualifications to stand shoulder to shoulder.

Even though he has a great reputation among scholars and folks, he can only step aside on such occasions.

Of course, sitting on the sidelines doesn't mean he'll be overshadowed.On the contrary, everyone's eyes were still focused on him.

Zhang Cai enjoyed this attention very much, and was contentedly waiting for the follow-up.

The other side of the main seat was occupied by Zuo Menggeng, Huang Zongxi and the female relatives.The rest of the scribes lined up in order, each with a purpose.

When everyone was seated, Xu Yinjue presided over and said: "The spring is beautiful, and all the virtuous people are here. Such a grand event must be enhanced. Let's sing and dance, and enjoy the East Garden. It is also a living up to our youth."

While speaking, the servants of the Xu Mansion came in one after another, and began to serve wine and dishes for each seat.For a while, the delicious food was endless, and the wine increased its aroma, which really diluted a bit of the tension.

But seeing this scene, Zuo Menggeng and Huang Zongxi all looked ugly, secretly regretting.

Xu Ruoxin didn't understand why.

"This son of the Duke of Wei has painstakingly planned, and the arrangements are all excellent. Why are you still sour?"

Xu Ruolin understood her husband's thoughts and sighed, "When we were in Shandong, we couldn't eat such good food."

The delicacies of mountains and seas on this table are absolutely impossible to buy without a hundred taels of silver.Look at the ship and the shore again, almost every table is like this.

The luxuriousness of honor can be seen.

Xu Ruoxin didn't believe it.

"The third brother-in-law's business is so big, and he makes a lot of money every day, how can he eat less?"

Zuo Menggeng said solemnly: "There are not many people in the world who have no food and clothing. What we do is to save the country and the people. No matter how much profit there is, it will only disappear in a blink of an eye."

Xu Ruoxin pouted, still not understanding their thoughts.

On the main seat, Xu Yinjue enjoyed the grandeur and said loudly: "Today, in order to entertain Mr. Ji Shan, I specially invited Miss Li Zhenli from Meixianglou to prepare a big show."

While speaking, in the open space in the middle, the stage had already been set up, and the drummer craftsmen in the corner took their positions one after another.

The Ming Dynasty was a period of rapid development of opera, and many classic operas that are familiar to later generations were born.Kunqu opera gradually matured during this period.

During the Jiajing period, Wei Liangfu boldly reformed the Kunshan tune, absorbing the characteristics of Yuyao tune, Yiyang tune and Haiyan tune, which were popular at that time, and formed a well-established Kunqu opera.

Kunqu opera emphasizes softness, glutinousness and delicateness, which is very similar to the water-milled glutinous rice dumplings eaten by people in the south of the Yangtze River, so it is also called Shuimoqiang.

During the Wanli period, Kunqu opera entered a stage of explosive development. In Suzhou alone, there were thousands of professional Kunqu opera performers.

Kunqu opera is popular among the people. In large-scale events such as banquets, church fairs, and temple fairs, if there is no Kunqu opera performance to add to the fun, they will even be laughed at by the neighbors.

For today's event, Xu Yinjue invited the best Kunqu opera performers in Nanjing.

"You are lucky, that Li Zhenli, I have heard her name when I was at home. People say that when Miss Li opens her voice, tears are everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River."

Unexpectedly, Xu Ruolin was actually a fan of the theater, so she happily introduced actors to Zuo Menggeng.

Not long after, two women meandered out of the cabin.

A person is wearing a pink silk dress mopping the floor, with a beaded crown on his head, heavy makeup, pointed temples and eyebrows, and phoenix eyes like crescent moons, watching people quietly but the water is turbulent, just like the spring breeze passing through willow leaves in March, scratching the eyes of tourists Apex.

The other is wearing a red short jacket, which looks more colorful but does not steal the spotlight, so it is probably just a foil.

Just the appearance of the two of them won a lot of applause.The eagerness of the people on the boat and on the shore seemed to be welcoming the superstar Uranus.

Only Zuo Menggeng and Huang Zongxi looked at each other in blank dismay, as if the parents of future generations saw a child chasing stars.

On the contrary, Zhang Haogu was dumbfounded, with a piggy face, most of his three souls and seven souls were taken away, and the rest also rebelled numbly.

"Hey, my son used to be known as Huajie Sai Pan'an in the past, but when he arrived in the south of the Yangtze River today, he knew that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people."

He stared blankly at Zuo Menggeng, analyzing his mind.

"Second from the left... I can't go back!"

Zuo Menggeng's head was full of black lines.

"When I tear all your bones apart, you can go back."

Zhang Haogu's heart sank, he had no more distracting thoughts,

There is only one resentment left.

"vulgar."

In the spring breeze, accompanied by the melodious sound of the flute, the girls from the Toufen group spoke.

The willow waist is slightly twisted, the bare hands are sideways and flat, and a small fan comes with three points of elegance.

[It turns out that the flowers are blooming everywhere...]

It's a pity that Zuo Menggeng couldn't help frowning at the beginning of the singing.

With only eight words, it actually sang for almost a minute.

Good guy, you deserve to be a water mill cavity.

No matter how much kung fu is involved, it is really hard for him to expect a warrior like him to have the patience to savor it carefully.

At this time, Zuo Menggeng, just like young people in later generations listening to Beijing opera, suffered!
Huang Zongxi is similar.

Now he is less and less interested in these extravagant ways, and simply eats with a cold face.However, the tense expression did not know when it would explode.

But when it comes to eating, it depends on Wang Siyi.

Ms. Wang can't understand Kunqu opera even more. For her, how can this babbling movement compare with delicious food?
The golden and crispy anchovies are her favorite, and a plate of them will soon be eaten up, but it's not satisfying. After thinking about it, she poked the servant next to her.

"Trouble, have another plate!"

Although the servants are here to serve people, it is rare to have the opportunity to listen to Master Li's singing, just like being intoxicated, the boss does not want to be woken up.

Looking at it again, the whole plate of shrimp was eaten up, and I couldn't help but complain.

"Where did the wild girl come from, is the starving ghost procrastinating?"

He didn't dare to offend anyone, so he went to fetch the prawns and returned, but he missed a lot of time, so he could only hate it in his heart.

As a result, Wang Siyi found him again after he didn't hear a few words.

"Trouble, can you have more of these shrimps? Your master is too stingy, so who can eat a few?"

The servant was simply furious.

In order to prepare for today's banquet, they have carefully planned.According to eight guests per table, eight anchovy shrimp are just right.

Jiangnan banquets are all like this.

In the end, I was called stingy by a little girl...

The servant had no choice but to say: "This young lady doesn't know something. It's not easy to make anchovy shrimp, you need fresh river shrimp. The shrimps in Nanjing City are out of stock today, please forgive me."

Hearing that it is gone, Wang Siyi is extremely regretful.

But she is not picky about food, and pointed to the salted duck and said, "Then let's have two of these."

The servant only felt the rush of blood, and his face was pale.

Such a big plate of salted duck could never be eaten at a banquet in the past.

It turned out to be two...

The sky and the earth are big, and the guests are the biggest.

Xu Yinjue made such a big show today, if he dissatisfied the guests here, he might be beaten to death by Xu Yinjue.

In desperation, the servant had no choice but to bring two salted ducks over.

This time, Wang Siyi finally didn't show any monster moths, and ate the duck honestly, eating the duck with oil all over her mouth.

In the field, the interpretation of "The Peony Pavilion" became more and more exciting.

Obviously there are only two actors, there is no other scene, and the movements are not very big, but it makes people feel like they are there, and they are intoxicated.

In particular, the flower boats sail on Bailuzhou, and the beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait is endless, which really coincides with the title of this "Garden Tour".

But on the boat and on the shore, everyone is fascinated by the tune, unable to extricate themselves, and they don't know what year it is.

Everyone who sang Li became more and more satisfied, singing like an oriole piercing willows, competing with the bright spring.

[That peony is good... How can it take advantage of its spring return... Huh... Huh... Huh... Huh...]

The melody seems a bit too much, so much that it is a bit abrupt.

Even the craftsman who played the accompaniment was uncomfortable and pulled the wrong string in a panic.There was an ear-piercing sound, like flocks of birds terrified, beasts running away, strong wind passing through, and ghosts rampant.

Everyone Li was shocked, their mouths were trembling, as if their souls had been frightened.

All the people present, regardless of the guests and hosts, were all in a state of commotion, and looked at the place where the trouble was made.

I saw a simple little girl nestled in a chair at this time, her face up to the sky, her mouth opened like a hippopotamus, and with the sound of ho ho, it shocked the whole world.

Pigs broke into Qunfang Garden, and even the best flowers were ruined and turned into pig feed.

(End of this chapter)