Xian Sun of the Ning Mansion of the Red Chamber

Chapter 313 Sending Yucun, Night Dreams Frightened
There is a section with a yellowish accent, with ups and downs, probably because small plays from all over the world have begun to merge, and this section of "Wu Mu Biography" faintly carries a few traces of Qin style.

After passing through the door for a while, I only heard the drummer beat a sandalwood board first, and then a single-skin drum.

At the end of the day, pretending to be Yue Wumu, he stepped forward and said:

"Ten years of waiting for Xue Jingkang to hate, fiercely arouse the hearts of my ministers."

The so-called Zhengmo is actually a name handed down from Zaju. It is similar to the raw characters in previous dramas. There is only one character in the whole drama, and he must appear in every turn.However, today’s small plays are quite different from zaju. Although they also inherit the art form of songs, binbai, dance and juggling in zaju, they break the combination of tunes and cards in zaju and become more neat long and short sentences, just like what is sung at this time. It is the board cavity of the seven-character sentence of two, two, and three.

The so-called Qupai Liantai means that each section has a Cipai, and several Qupai form a folded opera. The most representative ones are "The Romance of the West Chamber", "Worshiping the Moon Pavilion", "Peony Pavilion", etc. There are Zaju and Kunqu Opera, Jia There are several opera troupes in the mansion that specialize in singing Kunqu Opera.Speaking of it, Mr. Cao himself is a master of tunes. His works "Lifetime Mistakes", "Linjiang Immortal", "Tang Duoling", "Red Bean Song" and so on, of course, the most familiar ones in the world are not as good as the "Wang Ning Mei" ".

Compared with this kind of banqiang singing, maybe everyone in the Jia family is more fond of Kunqu opera. On the day of the concubine Yuan's visit, several operas ordered were all Kunqu opera. This is probably because different small operas have their own styles. Pi Huang was born in Qin opera , Contaminated with the boldness of the North, Kunqu Opera is a fusion of Southern Opera and Zaju, with elegant tunes and mellow accents.

This theater troupe is Hui troupe specially recruited by Xi'er. There is no well-known theater in Beijing that Xi'er doesn't know about. This guy is just like when he was in southern Xinjiang. He has no other hobbies. It wasn't Xi'er, Jia Ying didn't know that Huiban had already entered Beijing.

"Brother Yucun, I should congratulate you, the official fortune is in sight."

Outside Yongding Gate, the army of the Northern Expedition passed by, and the athletes who were waiting to go north to join the army had also shed tears and bid farewell to their relatives and friends in the village, and silently joined the ranks of the team.

Not far from the stage, Jia Ying and Yucun stood facing each other, Xi'er took a few servants from the government to unload the tables and chairs from the carriage, and set up the drinks for practice.

With the governor of Shanshan and his delegation this time, Jia Yucun has already stepped into the ranks of high officials in the imperial court, and if he returns again, it may be time for him to be promoted to a minister.

The world is really changing and unpredictable. Who would have thought that Jia Yucun, who was imprisoned just a moment ago, would suddenly turn around and become a giant in the court.

Hearing Jia Ying's words, Yucun also showed a smile on his face. After several ups and downs, he has made it through now. Of course he understands that this time he has such a chance, he still took advantage of Wang Ziteng. The people of the country are motivated, two years of careful preparation, and the civil strife of the Xiongnu, no matter how you look at it, the Northern Expedition is full of chances, and the elimination of the Hu is still the first choice. Hetao, it is no problem to go west out of Yumen, the work of breaking the ground and opening up the frontier, no matter how many people are crowded, it will not be able to squeeze in, and now it just fell on him.

"My virtuous brother is not an outsider. I will accept this congratulation."

For Jia Ying, Yucun still has a close heart, not only the friendship between the two when they were in Jiangnan, but also when they were imprisoned, thanks to Jia Ying's management outside, they never suffered. He has been in office for many years and has made many colleagues and friends, but when he is really in trouble, there are very few who can come to see him.

Thinking of this, Yucun still felt a little sentimental in his heart, and now he thought about the grievances between Jia Ying and Xungui. It seemed that even his benefactor was not on the side of his nephew and nephew, and finally affected him. future.During this Northern Expedition, the nobles who had been silent for many years finally saw the opportunity to repeat the glory of their ancestors. What is easier to revive the lintel than to expand the territory for the country. Therefore, many noble generals who have been idled , I couldn't sit still at the moment, dredged the hall up and down, and used my supernatural powers, just to find an official position in the frontier army, so that I could take advantage of this east wind and go straight to Qingyun.

Logically speaking, based on the relationship between the Jia family and Wang Ziteng, Jia Ying is a man capable of conquering wars, so no matter what, he should not be missing a position. However, I heard that Jia Ying has gone to the capital to apply for a job several times, but nothing has come to light, so the rumors naturally end there It was spread that this was the end of Jia Ying's suicide from Xungui.

According to Yucun's forward nature, he has always stepped on you when you are down and down, but today Jia Ying is not far away, and it is rare for him to be touched. He couldn't help but persuade: "My dear brother, when we part I have something to say from the bottom of my heart.”

Jia Ying said, "Brother Yucun, just talk."

"Brother, you come from a famous family for generations, and you are appointed by His Majesty to be a Tanhua with a bright future. In terms of intelligence and wisdom, you are not half as good as your elder brother. How can you let yourself be cut off from the foundation of your life? Civil and military are separated. Governing the world, and martial arts guarding the frontier, no matter when, it is you, the martial arts family, who carry the peace for the court. You have witnessed the prosperity of martial arts and martial arts this time, and your background is unique. Support, with your age and ability, it will be as easy as stepping on your feet when you enter the cabinet in the future, why do you have to make such a fuss with each other?"

In fact, from anyone's point of view, Jia Ying's tricks this time can be said to be stupid, and she cut off her own arm. With such an advantage, she didn't know how to use it, and she chose to kill herself.

Jia Ying smiled and said, "Brother Yucun, even the elder Li Ge in those days just formed an alliance with the nobles and relied on each other. If it is as you said, I will take all the family of Wu Xun under my roof. , if it were you, would you let me join the cabinet?"

Jia Yucun was taken aback when he heard the words, he said that he was a fan of the authorities, but the onlookers may not be able to see it clearly, since they can't put themselves in the situation, how would they know the danger and danger, in your eyes it is like treading on the plains, but to the authorities it is like walking on thin ice.

It is always easy for people to see the advantages they want to see in others, but they often ignore the troubles that may be accompanied by you that you can't imagine.

"It's not that I insist on destroying my prestige, it's just that in my opinion, today's grand occasion is more like a raging fire cooking oil. Perhaps this is the last glory of Xungui."

Jia Yucun still felt that Jia Ying was worrying a little too much, and she was sluggish at an age when she should be full of vigor.

"As for this, I think that after the Northern Expedition is over, maybe it's time for the prince to return to the court. At that time, the sky will be high and the sea will be wide, and birds and fish will be allowed to fly. Now it's just the beginning."

From Yucun's point of view, if the prince is blessed by the heavens this time and makes great contributions to destroying the country, there are still vacancies for the five great scholars in the imperial court, so another one should be added.Youdao is one person who attains Taoism and rises to heaven. As a confidant and disciple, he will naturally enjoy a lot of glory, and he may not be unable to join the cabinet in the future.

Jia Ying couldn't see what Jia Yucun was thinking, but he really couldn't give his all to Jia Yucun.

At this time, on the stage, "Manjianghong" has already been sung, and it is time for the twelve gold medals.

"Not to mention these things, today's play, I specially ordered it to see you off, and how did the singing go?" Jia Ying pointed to the other side of the stage and said.

"All the three armies are roaring together, the roaring Yellow River is raging! Hate the power ministers and deceive the emperor, and repeat the old tunes. Long live the pain, and don't think about the past. If you accept the order of the class teacher today, you will throw away your ambition to restore the country. If I don't."

After a passionate and unrestrained guide, the tune changed into a brisk and compact flowing water, and sang after passing the board:
"Ban Shizhao, the emperor's order is higher than the sky! The most lamentable is the dire situation, the fire and heat, the fathers and elders of Yanyun, the most lamentable is that the Holy Lord has not returned to the court due to the dust. When will the dust on the north bank be swept away? The gnashing of teeth is hard to get rid of! Look up to the sky and press the sword and let out a long roar!"

Jia Yucun listened to it with pleasure, and suddenly frowned.

"It's a bit of a Southern opera style. When I was in Huzhou, I heard that Huizhou troupes almost sang in this way, but it was different. But..."

I only heard Yu Cun say: "Brother Xian's order at this time, I always feel that it is not suitable for the occasion."

When it comes to fighting against Hu, it is inevitable to mention Yue Wumu, but there are quite a few arias by Yue Wumu in the play, why did he click on this "Man Jianghong".

On the other hand, what Jia Ying was thinking in her heart was: "Of course it's not the right time. Your side is going to fight, but my side is singing the story of the twelve gold medals, which is to use the name of Yue Wu Mu Zhongyi to spread all over the world. If you choose the place outside the city, you would never dare to sing in the city."

Jia Ying said with a smile: "Today I will send my brother away for a long journey, but Jia Ying is not talented and can't imitate the ancients in reciting poems, but let's talk about a couple of prose sentences and send them to my brother."

"Brother Yaxing, just listen carefully to me." Interrupted by Jia Ying, the awkwardness in the script just disappeared, and Jia Yucun was looking forward to Jia Ying's farewell prose, no matter how you say it was To find flowers in the court, even if it cannot shock the world, there will be a good story for later generations.

Unexpectedly, Jia Ying waved his hand and said: "There is no need to recite it on the spot. There are so many people making a fuss. I will transcribe it on paper. Brother Yucun can save it for the road to pass the boredom."

While talking, Xi'er on the side had already set up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Jia Ying turned around and picked up the pen, Yucun wanted to step forward, but thought of Jia Ying's words "leave it on the road", so he gave up.

After finishing writing, Jia Ying put it in an envelope and gave it to Yucun along with another letter from Xi'er.

"This other letter is the letterhead that Brother Tuo brought to Uncle."

Then he ordered someone to fill the wine glass, and shared a cup with Yucun and Liu Yunlong.

"It's a long way to go to Guanshan, and the battlefield is no better than Beijing and China. The two of you cherish it."

After all, bow your hands and salute.

Liu Yunlong from Jiayu village returned the gift together, and Fucai boarded their carriages and headed west with the army.

Jia Ying, who stayed where she was, made a gesture to Jia Rong who was in the distance. After receiving the letter, Jia Rong hurried to the stage. After a while, the style of the play on the stage changed completely, and she sang "The Banner of Jingzhong" A discount of "Imperial Call to Fend the Enemy" is here.

Huang Zhongyin.Xijindi.

"Add frost to the country's sorrow, when will the demon atmosphere be swept away."

"It's hard for a lover to settle down, seeing him frowning all day long."

"Thousands of households are sad and smoke wild, and when will all the officials be up to the sky."

"In the deep palace of autumn locust trees and fallen leaves, Ningbi Pond plays the orchestra."

"I stood up to join the army and made many military exploits."

Accompanied by the mellow drama, the army of the Northern Expedition gradually disappeared at the end of the field.

When we set off, the sun was already westward, and the army could not travel too far. They set up camp at the border between the two prefectures not far from Baoding Mansion.

After Yucun visited the camp, he returned to his tent, and remembered the farewell words Jia Ying wrote to him when he was parting in the daytime, so he ordered his servants to fetch it, opened the envelope, and read it word by word under the dim light in the tent. arrive:

"The headgear is bright yellow, the flags are flying all over the sky; the cold light of the armor stirs up dust and sand.

In order to admire fame and fame, I suffer from the cold window, and when my temples are frosty, I will accompany others.Sigh that life is always impermanent, pray to God, the next life is not as good as a cream.

Last night I was lying on the Xia Terrace in the earthen cage, and now I worship the king in the Yuque Palace.

Telling Zhongliang, it's so desolate, how many times the play has been sung.

Just lamenting that other people's lives are not long, how can I know that I will return to mourn!
If you learn well, you may be a strong beam in the future.Choosing Gaoliang, who wants to live on Firework Lane!

Because the gauze hat is too small, the shackles are carried. Yesterday, the torn coat was cold, but now the purple python is too long.

You sing and I come on stage indiscriminately, denying that the other country is my hometown.It's absurd, in the end they are making wedding clothes for others! "

After Yucun read it, he slapped the letter back on the desk in an instant, with a hint of anger on his face.

This is not a parting message, every word and every word, it is clear that I did not wish him well.

"This Jia Ying is really ignorant. After all, he became famous at a young age, which is too insolent."

Although there is resentment in my heart, but now the two are far apart, and there is no way to vent my anger.Jia Yucun, whose good mood was disturbed, didn't have the mind to do other things to pass the time, so he turned back to the couch and fell asleep with his clothes on.

"Seeing that Tu Su thinks of Huanglong drinking heavily, Man Jianghong's class teacher ordered to remember the past."

"The thief's nest was supposed to be at the end of the cold winter, but it was unexpectedly cold and prison on New Year's Eve!"

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The drowsy Jia Yucun only heard the sudden sound of gongs and drums outside the tent, and the sound of Yiyi Yaya singing opera, with a sad and heroic tone, which made people feel distressed in their chests.

Immediately, he turned around and stayed on the bed, walked out of the big tent, intending to drink him up.

Unexpectedly, Jia Yucun, who walked out of the big tent, suddenly discovered that the outside of the tent was not a place for the army to camp, but a bit like a downtown.

Looking into the distance, the fog dissipated, revealing a high platform. On the high platform was a tall and straight man, wearing a plain white prison shirt, disheveled hair, wearing a shackle around his neck, and iron shackles on his hands and feet. The words came from his mouth.

Hearing the voice was somewhat familiar, Jia Yucun wanted to see who it was, but the fog was too thick and the sky was too dark. When he was about to approach, he heard a voice like Huang Zhongdalu coming from the depths of the fog:

"It's time, behead!"

Immediately afterwards, a signing order flew out of the fog.

A cold light illuminated the high platform, it should be the cold light refracted from the executioner's butcher's knife, but the executioner shrouded in mist could not be seen clearly.

"Wait, that is"

As the cold light fell from the mid-air, there was a click!
Gululu.

For a moment, the huge head rolled to the foot of Yucun, and then he looked intently, whoever it was if it wasn't Wang Ziteng!
"No!"

An exclamation sounded from the big tent.

Panting heavily, Jia Yucun sat up as a stand-in, and wanted to lift the head to the ground with both hands, but he looked around but couldn't find it.

"Master, did you have a nightmare?"

The servant came in from outside the tent holding a candle lamp, pulling Yucun's mind back.

"It turned out to be a dream."

At that moment, Baibai said to the servant again: "No problem, you can go out."

"Leave the candle light."

In the empty big tent, I couldn't help but think of the conversation I had with Jia Ying today when we parted, and also think of the discount of "Man Jianghong" that the other party specially ordered. Now it seems that it doesn't seem like it was done casually, a bit deliberate .

Jia Yucun didn't think that Jia Ying made such a big circle just to wake him up in his sleep, maybe it meant something else.

Just let him toss and turn, why can't figure it out.

Then he fetched another letter that Jia Ying gave him, the letter was sealed with lacquer wax, before the candle lamp, Jia Yucun hesitated several times, but still did not open the letter.

"It seems that we have to rush to the Western Army as soon as possible."

　Late, late, sorry, I was really sleepy last night.

　　It will be two o'clock later, today's will not be owed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)