Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

After another round of slightly noisy gongs and drums, the shopkeeper and waiters in the Sword Trial Inn took turns shouting to quiet down the place, and then everyone heard a soft voice from Tsing Yi coming from the thick red cloth——

"Buddha has a Zen saying that the most exquisite thing in the world is just a word of heart. The ancestors left it on the paper. The creations flow through the years, and this body comes and goes. The hidden image is difficult to cross the river, and the antelope hangs its horns to ask God's will. Where can I find it? Loyalty…”

After singing this line, there was a lot of discussion in the audience, and many people frowned and whispered to each other.

"Isn't this drama too obscure?"

"What are you singing? I've never read a book since I was a child, so I really don't understand."

"I don't understand either. Why can't you cross the river? Could it be that the leader of the Pingying class is obsessed with writing opera lyrics?"

"Hey! Looking at what you are saying, I can understand a little bit. This is probably just a filler in the lyrics, and the main song hasn't started yet! But judging from the posture, there is a lot of meaning in the performance of the Peking Opera Class." The Jianghu man with the sword said. He was tall and tall, and his voice was quite loud, which attracted many people to look at him.

Yin Luo glanced sideways at him, and paused when her eyes touched a wooden sword token on the swordsman's waist. Then she leaned slightly towards Chi Linjing's ear and said, "This person is from the Red Sword Sect."

"Is there any connection?"

Yin Luo crossed his arms and shook his head, "But their sect leader once used chopsticks to me, on the day of the Tingxian Building auction."

"Out? Chopsticks?" Chi Linjing smiled and commented: "Why not change the name to Chopsticks Gate? It is unique in Daliang."

"Go away, how can you say that to me?" Yin Luo pretended to be annoyed and pushed Chi Linjing's shoulder with his index finger, then covered his mouth and snickered, but it was even more sinister: "Chopsticks Gate doesn't sound as high-end as Red Chopsticks Gate."

As soon as she finished speaking, before she could see Chi Linjing's reaction, Qing Yi's voice reached her ears through the crowd again.

"There is an old son in the audience, I have forgotten the old dream! A song of mirror flowers accompanies the water moon, who is knocking at the jade gate of the golden city? The temples are thousands of miles high and far away, and the wind and rain are 33! And the magnolias of thousands of miles are in defeat, and the two-way tree rings are traveling around in pain. Thousands of miles of spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but no real boldness can be seen in the mist. In the autumn, the cicadas sing and live towards death, the frog in the well looks at the sky and the phantom sea, the monarch holds a unicorn, and the ministers' bones are withered..."

Yin Luo raised his head suddenly, subconsciously grabbed Chi Linjing's sleeve, and pinched the embroidered fabric tightly.

Chi Linjing noticed her tense back and frowned as she looked towards the stage.

The two of them saw that the red cloth that originally covered the four sides of the stage was slowly opened, and seven people wearing linen and ghost masks in white filial piety appeared on the stage. They were of different shapes, male and female, and they didn't even look like actors. Standing upright on the stage, babbling one sentence after another.

The bright red stage, the actors wearing hemp and mourning, the ferocious ghost masks, and the unintelligible words of the opera, these things collide together, which inexplicably makes people feel chilly in their hearts.

Nie Renxi lowered his head and played the pipa rapidly in his hand. The sweat on his back had soaked his coral green skirt, but he did not dare to relax at all.The drum beat on the stage became more and more urgent, and the pipa string under his hand vibrated, accompanying the actor's singing.

"Lord Ri, I got an elephant. Its tusks are covered with thousands of treasures. I would like to offer it to you. It can be worth countless gold and silver. But now I only have to cross the Ruoshui River. I wonder if you have a magic trick? The bamboo boat is light and the water is long. Urgent, we don’t have enough manpower to guard the elephant..."

"Wait a minute! Why does this elephant need to cross the river? Why don't we give it a resignation and go to the west? Then unload the tusks in front of me?"

"Yeah! Isn't this a waste of natural resources? Our destiny is gone! Our destiny is gone!" There was a strange smile in his tone. "Let me ask Master Yue again, what do you think?"

"I'm going to kill him——"

"..." The sonorous voice trembled up and down one sentence after another. Everyone in the audience couldn't help but frown when they heard this. Who here hasn't been wandering outside all year round?Who doesn’t know the current situation in Daliang?Who doesn’t know about the coup that took place in Beijing 13 years ago?The people Sun and Moon in this play, when put together, don't they just look like the word "明"?

"The elephant crossing the river is not as simple as an ordinary elephant, right? Is the frogfly a metaphor for what happened 13 years ago?!"

"Look at their attire, are they mourning clothes? Why are they so pale? Are they paying homage to that incredible person? But... today is not his death anniversary."

"Shhhhhhh! Do you know what you are talking about? People in Daliang are not allowed to discuss political affairs! If there are officials and family members listening, you should think carefully about how to deal with the rewards of the city prison!"

"That's right, shut up! That's a nasty quarrel between nobles, it's none of our business!"

As soon as a few words with strong metaphorical meaning were sung, the people in the audience were all excited. Yin Luo took advantage of the chaos and glanced at Chi Linjing, motioning for him to follow her to the back of the stage.

The lyrics of the Peking Opera Troupe contain the same message that King Yuanjin told her earlier, which should not be underestimated!

Moreover, those who are near the water and on the stage get the moon first. When the play ends later, she will have to rush to the stage. If she can keep one, she will be the only one!
Wearing clothes and wearing mourning to perform on stage is not consistent with common sense if there is no other purpose!
Chi Linjing lowered his eyes and followed her, and the two of them walked through the crowd.

Nie Renxi, who was playing the pipa on the stage, heard such an obvious hint at first. As his thoughts came to his mind, the movements of playing the pipa in his hand became a little disordered. He dropped a beat, and the cold sweat from his forehead dripped down his chin onto the mahogany stage.

"Ta..." There was a slight but stiff sound.

On the fourth floor, Ming Zhidu and Wan Ruotan, who were leisurely listening to the play, no longer looked as calm as before. Wan Ruotan was seen clenching his fists tightly and leaning on the railing with his arms, looking puzzled.

Ming Zhidu was leaning on the soft backrest of the chariot, with the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

"What are you singing about?" Wan Ruotan cursed.

"It seems that I am not the only one who hates Minghe in Daliang." Ming Zhidu replied slowly, with a hint of schadenfreude in his tone. He couldn't help but praise that the lyrics of the play were really exquisite, so he should be scolded like this. !He was already interested in the lyricist of this drama. He really wanted to meet the kind of man who could roundly scold Minghe for being so wolf-hearted and only seeking profit.

But now 13 years have passed, and that incident is still deeply imprinted in the hearts of some people, and it can even make them go to great lengths to set up a stage to sing, which is something Ming Zhidu never expected.

Sure enough, even if Yin Jielin, the famous Prime Minister of the Three Kingdoms, died, he would not truly disappear from this world.

Seeing the girl in red and the young man in green robes walking among the crowd, less than ten meters away from the red-curtained stage, Wan Ruotan had a bad feeling in his heart. He intuitively felt that she might rush to the stage to detain her. These actors.But even though the red cloth is open now, even if her companion, the young master of the Nie family in Tingxianlou, is on the stage, they don't know exactly how many people are on the stage.If a master attacks, can this girl cope with it?
Chi Linjing was not such an impulsive person before!Why didn't he stop Yin Luo but followed her and acquiesced in her behavior?Could it be that the feng shui of this beam killed the calm and cautious Chi Linjing? !

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