The sun never sets in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 82 The Most Beautiful Chapter

Soon the day of the Oiran Competition came, and the venue was arranged in the other courtyard of the Chengguo Palace in the outer city.

There is a big garden here, because there is no shortage of money, and the money is distributed among the yards.

No matter what era, the entertainment industry is full of huge profits. This is the reason why the stars of later generations are making money every day.

With enough silver, skilled craftsmen used their ingenuity to build a theater and stage early.

Although it is a temporary building, it also shows a luxurious style. Three days before the performance, Huang Sheng led his team to adapt to the new stage and perfect the details, striving to be comprehensive.

This time he also had a performance task, Bai Saixue and Rumeng almost knelt down and begged Huang Sheng, because they were not satisfied with finding a few talents to narrate and tell stories.

Only a master like Huang Sheng can tell the story to people's hearts, so they sympathized with their noses and tears. Huang Sheng couldn't stand the tears of beautiful women, so he fell for their tricks.

The purpose of this competition is to make friends with literature first, and the oiran competition second. All the scholars who come here are talented and beautiful. As long as they are famous scholars, they can leave their names and receive a silk flower.

Scholars and scholars gathered together, and everyone recited poems, made fuss, drank and wrote articles, interspersed with eight competition repertoires and several entertainment repertoires. After watching all the performances, they inserted the silk flowers in their hands into the best ones they thought In the big flower basket of that performance team.

There are eight courtyards shortlisted, and the special silk flowers won at the end shall prevail, and several civil servants from the imperial court will preside over justice.The rules of the game are fairly fair, equivalent to one person, one vote, and a secret ballot.

In fact, with Huang Sheng's experience and brains, it is not impossible to cheat. Although scholars leave their real names, they don't need to check the indictment documents. The space is too large.

It may also be that the people of the Ming Dynasty took this competition as a pastime and didn't even bother to use their brains. Scholars and candidates were very good at it, and they would not do dirty things that insulted the gentlemen.

Huang Sheng's team arrived at the performance site early, and they really responded to a poem. Mo Daojun walks early, and there are even more pedestrians. The place is already crowded with people, and even small businesses and hawkers have seized the business opportunities, filling more than a mile of the entrance of the garden. up.

Scholars and good people wear festive costumes to play here, buy some gadgets, and taste a few snacks.

Hanfu has reached the most beautiful peak in Ming Dynasty. The precious silk, gorgeous colors, toga and large sleeves are full of grandeur, giving the style an elegant beauty.

Although it was still early spring and February, in this cold spring, many passionate admirers of the top names in the courtyards came, and later generations called them fans.

They are all introducing their favorites to their acquaintances, so Huang Sheng wants to give them a trick, let them also hold up the portrait of the protagonist they want to support, crying and crying like crazy...

Huang Sheng felt that it was too early, so he sneaked out with his beauty, and the two went to the garden hand in hand.

After being happy for half an hour, Han Kuan and Li Dagang found him, and they followed behind like door gods.After a while, Bai Mudan and the others came, and Huang Sheng arranged for them to have a snack together.

Bai Mudan didn't want Huang Sheng to waste time here, and begged the master to go back quickly. Bai Saixue was afraid that he would not be found when the performance started, so she asked Bai Mudan to invite the master back. They only felt relieved when they saw Huang Sheng all the time.

As night fell and the lights came on, the pavilions and pavilions were beautiful, and melodious tunes began to be played, as if in a dream.Amidst the sound of silk and bamboo, beauties poured in one after another, it was really a cloud of beauties.

Huang Sheng didn't realize that he was actually an actor at all. He took He Xiang to enjoy every show off the stage, and his understanding of Daming's entertainment industry deepened.

This should not only be Daming's best interpretation, but also the most beautiful chapter of the entire human race.Europeans in this era don't even take a bath, they all stink, and their civilization level is far worse than that of the Han people!
Huang Sheng sighed in his heart. Since the Tunguska barbarians colonized, the great Chinese civilization has come to an end. In the end, Tang and Song Dynasties were left to Japan, Ming to South Korea, and the evil Manchu Qing was left in China.

well! When will the 5000-year-old Chinese civilization, once the king of the world, return?

Huang Shengzheng was fascinated by the wonderful Han music, singing and dancing, but was interrupted by an anxious voice, "My lord, you scare this slave. I thought you were going out again. The next song is my white fox. Get backstage and get ready!"

Bai Saixue's face was covered with sweat, and she didn't know whether she was so nervous or tired of looking for Huang Sheng.

The curtain opened, a powerful band played the song of the white fox, and an outrageous young man narrated a poignant love story on the stage. buzzing.

Soon the buzz became smaller and smaller, and then only the desolate music and a man's low hypnotic voice were heard. On the stage, there were two pairs of talented men and beautiful women dancing to express the inseparable inseparability.

The Lord has not yet appeared, but he has already attracted all eyes, and everyone is mesmerized...

The singing sounded, there was no lyrics card, just singing for a good song, getting rid of the shackles, and the song let itself fly.The music without shackles spread its wings and soared in the nine heavens. At this moment, everyone was crazy.

Several civil servants had tears on their clothes, and the song could still be sung like this. It was unbelievable, unbelievable. The hand that accidentally plucked the beard was a little stronger, and a few beards were pulled by the hand without realizing it.

The order of appearance in the competition is determined by drawing lots from seven yards, why not eight?Because there is a family that is the defending champion, last year's oiran, as the finale and the last one on stage.

Because everyone started flower arrangement after the performance, of course, whoever came last will get the honor. This year's "Yi Chun Yuan" has a good time, and it has drawn a good lottery and is the seventh to appear on the stage.

The performance of a white fox, the clothes on the stage are fluttering, and the audience is sighing endlessly. After the song, everyone is still not satisfied, and they are still waiting quietly. No one wants to make a sound, because they are afraid of waking up this dream.

Suddenly a few girls cried, "Miss, miss, wake up!"

"Mom, mom, miss is vomiting blood!"

"My daughter! What's the matter with you?"

"what happened?"

"What's going on?" There was chaos in the booth.

"Lan Caier, the chief oiran of 'Nine Heavens', suddenly vomited blood and passed out."

"Ah? How could this be? It will be her turn to take the stage soon. What should I do?"

"How's Miss Lan Cai'er, can she still be on stage? I'm here for her!"

"Oh! It's such a pity. After listening to Xianle White Fox today, I'm still looking forward to Lan Caier's next masterpiece."

......

Backstage, the girls Rumeng and Ruyan were already crying like little cats, even Bai Saixue.

Huang Sheng, who likes to spoil the atmosphere the most, said inappropriately: "You guys are overjoyed early, right? The show hasn't ended yet, the competition hasn't started yet, maybe Baihu won No. 8 and we don't know."

Unexpectedly, Rumeng choked up and said: "Young master, today's performance is enough, the number of places is not important anymore."

Bai Saixue also echoed: "Daughter is right, it doesn't matter anymore, today's performance is enough to become famous all over the world, in the future people will only talk about the white foxes of 'Yichunyuan', who will remember how many of them."

Huang Sheng was very surprised, the ancients also knew the theory of later generations well!Indeed, what will be left will only be works, who cares about the rankings!
Life is a series of joys and sorrows, everyone in 'Yi Chun Yard' is happy, but last year's oiran winner 'Jiu Chong Tian' is gloomy at this time.

(End of this chapter)