New·New Consort

It used to be colorful, but now only a stage was set up in the verdant imperial garden of pines and cypresses. The palace people extravagantly lit pots of silver frost charcoal in this open-air space, making this ordinary sunny day in midwinter as warm as spring.

This was a rare bustle in the palace, Concubine Ju specially invited all the concubines in the palace, and dried fruits were placed in front of each seat.

Tianxiang was surprised to see a plate of bright red watermelon in front of her desk. Concubine Ju smiled and explained: "This is baked in the greenhouse. Although the taste is not as good as in midsummer, it can be delicious. I have tried many Only this one survived, specially reserved for you."

The little prince jumped out of Concubine Ju's arms, came to Tian Xiang and said, "I've always wanted to eat it, but my mother and concubine refused, saying that I want to leave it to my sister."

Tianxiang was amazed: "My melon is amazing."

She called someone to bring a silver spoon, and said to the little prince: "Your mother and concubine are right not to let you eat it. You are still young. This watermelon is cold in nature. It is not suitable to eat more in cold weather. When you grow up, you can eat it." Don't be afraid of these."

The little prince frowned: "When will I grow up!"

Tianxiang suddenly lowered her voice: "But, children still need to be pampered. Elder sister allows you to take one bite, but only one bite. Come, quietly, don't be seen by your mother and concubine." Scoop a spoonful from the sliced ​​watermelon.

The little prince walked around to Tianxiang knowingly, looked at Concubine Ju cautiously, seeing that Concubine Ju was not looking, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" he ate the melon meat in one gulp.

Satisfied, the little prince ran back into Concubine Ju's arms. Concubine Ju had to pretend not to see the watermelon juice and watermelon seeds on his lips, and took a warm handkerchief to wipe his mouth.

The little prince grinned: "Mother Concubine, when I grow up, I will build you a bigger greenhouse, and I can grow many kinds of flowers and fruits."

Concubine Ju smiled lovingly: "Okay, Concubine Mother will wait for you to grow up."

Seeing her son staring behind him with shining eyes, she couldn't help turning her head to look, and she saw Feng Suzhen, dressed bulgingly, hugging the doll-like little flower with difficulty, and feeding her pastries.

Concubine Ju's thoughts moved, she immediately raised her voice and laughed: "My son-in-law, I like children very much," and then said, "Why don't you let Xiao Huaer come and sit here in this palace, my place is spacious."

Hearing this, Tian Xiang hugged Xiao Hua'er and sat down next to the little prince, and the two children chatted in their language immediately.

Concubine Ju asked thoughtfully: "I don't know when the princess and son-in-law will have their own children. There are too few children in this palace."

Tianxiang was speechless, Concubine Ju continued with a smile, "Seeing how the son-in-law likes little flowers so much, if he has a child of his own in the future, he must be very happy."

Tianxiang's expression moved slightly, and she turned her head to look at Feng Suzhen's delicate and peaceful eyebrows thoughtfully, and couldn't help but think of the little man named Li Xiang whom she saw in front of the mourning hall in her previous life.

That child who was carved out of the same mold as Feng Suzhen...

"Yeah...she should be very happy..."

Her mind suddenly became chaotic, and some scattered images flashed one after another: a Feng Suzhen in a blue skirt, an autumn-scented sky, and a ocher-yellow figure.There are also some inaudible fragments of words, saying something: "Mrs. Liang", "Blood Rebellion", "Elder Princess".

Tianxiang walked towards her seat in disbelief, staggered, almost fell, but fell softly into a warm embrace.

"The play hasn't even started yet, why did you act first?"

Feng Suzhen's voice was light and light, with a smile on her face, but it seemed to have some kind of power, pulling her thoughts back from the distant time and space.

Tianxiang raised her eyes, staring fixedly at Feng Suzhen's gentle eyes, her hands couldn't help but tightly grasped her clothes.

When all the female relatives saw each other, they all laughed lightly and said nothing, but some people said with a little envy: "Our princess son-in-law is really loving..."

Because it was a meeting where Tianxiang and Concubine Ju gathered together, although the emperor didn't like to listen to operas, he also liked the venue and came to sit and sit, and left after listening to two discounts.

Tianxiang has not heard many operas in her two lifetimes combined.What she listened to the most in her previous life was "The Female Consort" that always unconsciously entered her ears.

But there is no such drama yet.

Therefore, looking at the drama on the water card, she didn't have much intuitive feeling.

Feng Suzhen seldom listens to operas, but she has read a lot of books, and she has a vague impression of many anecdotes. She flipped through the opera books on the table, and immediately became worried about Tianxiang: the last "Lianxiang Companion" sang the whole version, But today's hall is made up of classic plays.The ins and outs of this story are not very detailed, I am afraid Tianxiang can only watch the excitement.

The two martial arts performances at the opening of Laifulou were very lively. Seeing the martial arts students somersaulting like a spinning top, Tianxiang stood up and shouted hello for a long time.

When it came to the babbling literary drama, Tianxiang really felt bored.

The little prince and little Hua'er could not sit still, they had already gone out to play with the palace servants.But Tianxiang couldn't leave, so she had to bite the bullet and listen.

Now, in this excerpt on the stage, a dan role sang alone for a long time, Tianxiang still didn't understand why she had to babble to the air alone.

Feng Suzhen knew that she couldn't understand the plot with this half bucket of water, so she took the playbook and said softly: "This is "The Dream" in the Peony Pavilion. Resurrection' story..."

Du Liniang, the daughter of Nan'an prefect, met scholar Liu Mengmei in her dream, and they fell in love in their dream.After waking up from the dream, Du Liniang couldn't afford to fall ill, and died in the plum blossom nunnery.Three years later, Liu Mengmei stayed at the Plum Blossom Nunnery, and the two met again in a dream.Mengmei saw Liniang at the tomb, and Liniang, who had been dead for three years, came back to life.Then there were twists and turns, and the two finally got married.

Singing on the stage and talking in the audience, it stands to reason that these two people are very much to be beaten, but they are the princess and the son-in-law, and no one dares to beat them.

After singing the play, Feng Suzhen also gave a rough outline: "'Love doesn't know where it started, but it goes deep. Those who are born but cannot die, and those who die but cannot be resurrected are not from love...' This Peony Pavilion That's the story."

"He who is born but cannot die, and whoever dies cannot be resurrected is not due to love..." Tianxiang murmured, but she couldn't help being infatuated.

She had been alone and independent for 20 years in her previous life, and finally crossed life and death and reincarnation to find Feng Suzhen. Could it be that God pitied her so deeply that she didn't know it?

And at this moment, this reunion with Feng Suzhen is also in his own dream?

Will he finally wake up in that world?

However, when Du Liniang woke up, her Liu Mengmei was still there; and if she woke up, there would be no Feng Suzhen in that world anymore.

Tianxiang's heart twitched suddenly.

No, no, Feng Suzhen told her from the beginning, everything in the past is like dying yesterday; everything today is like being born today.

The previous life was like a dream, but the present is her present world.

The class leader of Laifulou had been paying attention to the two people's muttering about other things before, and now he came up to the stage and cupped his hands: "I don't know if the nobles are satisfied with the few plays just now? The next plays are all on the play cards. If you feel that it is not to your liking, Caomin can ask the backstage actors to sing something else!"

This troupe leader is really exquisite, Concubine Ju smiled and said: "There are not many people in our palace who listen to operas, and they always fold and fold. I am confused. Let's sing the whole version!" She also saw it just now The situation of Tianxiang's half bucket of water is over.

"I don't know which full version the empress wants to hear?"

Concubine Ju turned her head and asked: "You have to ask Princess Tianxiang, which one do you want to hear?"

Tianxiang woke up from meditation, and replied, "How about just this "Peony Pavilion"?"

The class leader's face immediately became colorful.

Tianxiang didn't know and went in: "Why, it's not easy to sing?"

Feng Suzhen quickly grabbed Tianxiang's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "I guess it will take a whole day and a night to sing the whole set, princess, are you planning to stay awake?"

Only then did Tianxiang realize that she had made a joke, and hurriedly tried to make up for it: "Hey, I was joking, is there a shorter song that can be finished with a few discounts?"

The troupe master thought for a while: "Our troupe has just made a new play, and we only get [-]% off, and we finished singing in about an hour or so. I wonder if the princess would like to listen to the new play."

Tianxiang asked: "What's your name, what are you talking about?"

The head teacher laughed and said, "It's called "The Fate of Two Phoenixes", and it tells the story of the princess and her son-in-law."

As soon as this remark came out, there were several laughs.

You know, there happened to be the princess and the son-in-law among the spectators in the hall. Concubine Ju immediately covered her mouth and chuckled: "Then let's do it, and show it to our princess and son-in-law! Why did the two of them keep whispering and harassing you?" Are people clean?!"

When Concubine Ju opened her mouth, Tian Xiang couldn't say no, she just muttered in her heart: Why do you talk about the princess and the son-in-law, but it is called "Double Phoenix Fate", could it be that she is still a son-in-law?

She was taken aback by this thought, plus she had listened to "Lianxiang Companion" last time - no, Feng Suzhen's identity has not been revealed yet!

Before she could think about it any more, the drama on stage began.

As she played, Tianxiang figured out that this is not the story of Concubine Feng, but the story of Concubine Yang.

——The background of the story is based on the prosperous Tang Dynasty. It is said that a ranger surnamed Yang met a Jianghu heroine.Later, this ranger surnamed Yang joined the army and defeated Fan Bang and made great achievements in battle. Only then did he know that the beauty he met was Princess Chaozheng.Just when General Yang was asking to marry Princess Zheng, Fan Bang, who was defeated by General Yang, intended to marry him and married another Princess Qin to him.

——Different from Princess Zheng's charming and innocent spirit, Princess Qin is a sassy woman with a fierce personality. After some twists and turns, General Yang finally became Princess Qin's son-in-law.At first Concubine Yang always spoke sarcasticly to Princess Qin because she was thinking of Princess Zheng in his heart and because he was divided into Hua and Yi. Later, the two fell in love with each other for a long time, and they finally got married.But the Zheng princess is still alone, wandering the rivers and lakes.

Tianxiang unconsciously thought of her former self. After parting with Feng Suzhen, she wandered all over the world, gained a lot of knowledge, but also suffered a lot.Because of this empathy, there was a bit of sympathy for a while.She drank while watching the play, and inadvertently drank up a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

——Later, Consort Yang fell into trouble on the battlefield, but was successfully rescued by Princess Zheng, who had become a heroine of a generation.Princess Zheng didn't want to reciprocate her kindness. After saving the man, she sent him back to Princess Qin, and then disappeared without a trace.

At the end of the play, Princess Zheng bid farewell to Consort Yang after saving him:

"Look at each other before leaving,"

"A glance that ecstasies a lifetime."

"Saving you is only because of the kindness of Jiang Hu's daughter,"

"There is no need to mention grace and fate again."

"My lord—"

"Advise the king to protect the body of gold and stone,"

"This life, this life - no memory!"

After reading a few lines, it turned out that the female relatives in the room were crying to death.

Concubine Ju's eye circles were also red, but she didn't lose her composure too much, she just sighed softly: "It's okay, since then, I've achieved a high level of happiness in the world, and I don't need to be entangled by the female love here anymore."

Feng Suzhen was also very moved, chewing on the last few words, and said with emotion: "In a hundred years of life, whoever misses one step is missing a lifetime." As soon as the words came out, she couldn't help thinking that she had agreed to her appointment, but slowly Li Zhaoting who came late.

"No, you are not one step late, you are a lifetime late."

If he had come one step earlier, there would not have been so many twists and turns in this marriage, and he would probably have been an ordinary woman, taking care of her husband and raising her children in the inner courtyard, and living an ordinary life.

No, not right.Feng Suzhen sighed softly, regardless of whether Li Zhaoting came early or late, her troublesome face was a crime of being pregnant, if she didn't have enough powerful power to back her up, there would always be princes and grandsons who came from nowhere and pretended to be romantic, trying to get a hand on her "No. [-] in the world" A beauty".Back then, when I tried my best to get Li Zhaoting to win in the contest, wouldn't I still be no match for that piece of oracle?

With a lot of thoughts, she felt that the surrounding seemed a little dull, and when she turned her head, Tian Xiang was staring at the empty stage with her eyes, her face was shining brightly, and it was full of tears.

Feng Suzhen didn't know which part of Tianxiang's sadness was affected by this play, and she was a little panicked for a while, so she hurriedly took the handkerchief and stuffed it into her hand, but Tianxiang turned her face away blankly, and said quietly: "At least they still have to deal with it in the end." See you there."

Viewed horizontally as a ridge and as a side as a peak, different people see the same play with different sadness.

Seeing that the nobles had been made so sad, the class leader quickly added a lively and witty "Kite Mistake" to bring back the atmosphere.

Tianxiang was slightly drunk from drinking, and after wiping away her tears, she went backstage under the pretext of changing clothes and yelled, "Who wrote the previous scene?"

The head teacher saw it, and hurried over to apologize, and pointed to a pale-eyed scholar in the corner to show Tianxiang: "Little ancestor, that Mr. Chu wrote the play."

Tianxiang staggered to Chu Sheng with a belch, and carefully looked at Chu Sheng's appearance.He is a fair-skinned young man with ordinary facial features, and his appearance is unmistakable in the crowd. I really can't tell that he has a twisted heart that can write such a story.

Tianxiang supported the pillar beside him, and framed Chu Sheng against the wall, looking like a ruffian who molested young boys from a good family, and asked carelessly, "Did you write "The Fate of Two Phoenixes?"

Facing this heavenly nobleman, Chu Sheng didn't hesitate at all, he huddled in the corner and replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Yes."

Tianxiang pondered for a while and said: "The writing is not bad, but the ending of Princess Zheng is too miserable, why don't you write something better?"

Chu Sheng smiled: "What does the princess think is a good ending?"

Tian Xiang said: "Just let her be with her Yang Lang, why do you have to let her float around in different places by herself?"

Chu Sheng said: "Then I would have let down the other Princess Qin. This is not "Wujiapo", I can write a drama of a dragon and two phoenixes."

Tianxiang angrily said, "Hey, I'm still thinking about a dragon and two phoenixes! Of course we have to fight one against the other." She suddenly thought of "Lianxiang Companion" that she watched that day, so she changed her tone of lesson, "Ordinary people write stories, they are all You only wrote one princess, why did you write two? There is also a Zheng princess and a Qin princess, this is a fight between 23 strings——talk about love!”

Chu Sheng was amused by the witticism Tianxiang made up now, and he paused to recite: "The world loves the zither but not the qin, so it is difficult to know the tune. At present, Zhu Zhen is playing for the king, and I will not spread this heart to the common people."

Tianxiang didn't understand how Chu Sheng read the poem so well, and continued to refute: "Ahem, although you write about princesses, but as a human being, you must know how to come first and then arrive!"

Chu Sheng asked: "Does the princess mean that the one General Yang knew before Princess Zheng is more qualified to marry General Yang?"

Tianxiang was confused by his statement, she thought about it carefully, in the play there was no mention of who Yang had an affair with before she met Princess Zheng!

What about reality?

She fell in love with that place, and unconsciously thought of Feng Suzhen.According to his own logic, Li Zhaoting should be the most qualified to be with Feng Suzhen.

"Bah, bah, bah, bah!" She was overwhelmed by her own thoughts.

She stared at Chu Sheng: "Tsk tsk, where does such a recruiting lover come from? You scholars are making up stories. I will make up a good story for you later. I promise it will be good and you won't be scolded!"

"Princess," Chu Sheng said solemnly, "I don't write stories, I only write love."

Tianxiang looked at him pickily, but he looked back calmly.

Tian Xiang drank too much wine, her head was a little dizzy, and she didn't bother to argue with him: "Okay, okay, next time I'm free, I'll tell you a strange story! Let you make it into a play, so I'm sure you won't get scolded!"

The class leader who was ready to intercede for Chu Sheng at any time was stunned. The princess came here to ask the teacher, how could the two of them become drama friends after chatting for a few words.

"Hey, okay," Chu Sheng readily agreed, and then asked again, "Princess, what kind of story is it?"

A narrow smile appeared on Tianxiang's flushed face: "The good story you wrote made this princess sad, so I won't tell you now, hum!" She said without telling, but turned around and hummed a little tune: "In order to save Li Lang from his home, who would have expected to be number one in the imperial list..."

When Chu Sheng heard this Huangmei opera, his eyebrows raised.

If other people heard this sentence, they might not be able to understand anything, but if it entered the ears of the person who wrote the notebook, these two sentences were enough to compose hundreds of thousands of words.

Tianxiang staggered back to the seat, and had already sung the last part of the play, Feng Suzhen was diligently peeling melon seeds.Tianxiang was so dizzy that she couldn't hear anything clearly, so she simply stopped listening and put her head on Feng Suzhen's furry shoulders.

Feng Suzhen's heart skipped a beat.

These few days she and Tianxiang slept separately, they were not as close as before.Tianxiang's leaning made her hand tremble, almost spilling the peeled melon seeds.

Feng Suzhen calmly stuffed the tiny nuts into Tianxiang's mouth, wiped off the drool on her fingertips with a handkerchief, and asked, "Where did you go just now?"

Tianxiang chewed casually twice and said: "Go and curse."

"Who did you scold?"

"I'm scolding the author of the script of "Double Phoenix Fate" just now."

Feng Suzhen laughed: "What are you doing scolding people for?"

Tianxiang was angrily: "Who told him not to give Princess Zheng a good result..."

Feng Suzhen laughed and said, "What did the author say?"

Tianxiang said confusedly: "He doesn't seem to have said anything... I was the one who said... Oh, by the way, what he said in the world likes kites but not pianos..."

Feng Suzhen is proficient in melody, and is quite familiar with the poems related to vocal music, so she asked: "Did you also say, 'I am now playing for the emperor, and I will not spread this heart to the common people'?"

Tianxiang nodded repeatedly.

Feng Suzhen thought about it for a while, and couldn't help shaking her head: "This scholar who writes plays is really stupid. He insists on acting against the people of the world. Don't you know that the sound of gold and stone on this qin is 'the ancient sound is dull and tasteless, and it doesn't match the human feelings of today' ah……"

Tianxiang heard it in a daze, and when she thought that Feng Suzhen and Li Zhaoting were using the qin to settle their relationship, she immediately didn't want to continue discussing the matter of the musical instrument, and hurriedly said: "It's just that Princess Zheng is so stubborn and kind. If it were me, If it were me..."

Feng Suzhen pinched Tianxiang's cheek involuntarily: "What if it's you, our princess?"

Tian Xiang said with drunken eyes and ruthless voice: "If it's me, I'll snatch that Princess Qin first, and then send that son-in-law Yang to the temple to be shaved and become a monk!"

Feng Suzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she thought that Tianxiang was really drunk: "Shouldn't you go snatch that son-in-law?"

Tianxiang raised her head and glanced at Feng Suzhen, and said with a silly smile, "But, I already have a son-in-law..."

Feng Suzhen's throat tightened, and she paused for a moment before she continued dryly, "Yes, you have a son-in-law. Then, why are you robbing someone else's princess?"

Tianxiang vaguely said: "She can stay with me! If no one likes her, I will raise her. Anyway, I am a princess, so I can still afford to raise her. It doesn't matter if I raise her forever. Wrong her..."

She suddenly muttered in a low voice: "...In this way, Princess Zheng can be with Prince Consort Yang..."

Some kind of inexplicable emotion suddenly came up like a gray cloud, Feng Suzhen felt heavy in her heart, and a feeling of regret from nowhere filled her heart densely.

In an instant, her thoughts crossed the boundary between reality and reality, and she actually merged the images of Tianxiang and Princess Zheng together.

Perhaps, it was because Tianxiang's murmur was very similar to the powerlessness and vicissitudes that Princess Zheng couldn't ask for.

Feng Suzhen recalled the tears on Tianxiang's face at the end of the play just now, and vaguely realized that Tianxiang was not so happy and carefree. Under her bright heart, there was still a shadow of powerlessness.

It's like her loss when she failed to save Dongfanghou, like her self-blame for taking the Chahar battle on herself—even, it's deeper than these.

Who is it, what is it that makes you hide such deep sadness and refuse to confide in anyone?

She suddenly felt a hint of jealousy.

Feng Suzhen didn't ask, she just chuckled twice, and said softly in a comforting tone: "Yes, if someone is lucky enough to spend your whole life with the princess, he must be a very lucky guy."

Tianxiang raised her eyes from Feng Suzhen's shoulder, and said with a naive smile: "Why, it's useful, do you think I'm cute too?"

Feng Suzhen nodded solemnly, paused for a moment, and added: "Very cute."

Tianxiang nodded in satisfaction, and said with a charming smile: "Then tell me, I am such a lovely princess, don't you have to cherish this son-in-law? Well, you must not be like that son-in-law Yang!"

Feng Suzhen laughed loudly, and quietly hugged Tianxiang a little tighter by virtue of her thick clothes in midwinter.

It's just, Tianxiang, I really don't know how to cherish you...

Where is the person who made you so sad?

Laifulou sang from the afternoon until late at night before leaving the palace with a generous reward.

Concubine Ju hummed and walked in the snowy winter night, her mood was rare.

Suddenly, a sinister voice sounded behind him: "Your Majesty, did you enjoy listening to the opera?"

Concubine Ju felt that the comfort she had obtained with great difficulty just now disappeared immediately.

She said coldly: "How can you be happy sitting in the cabinet and drinking tea every day?" She glanced and saw Yuxian wearing the official robes of the prime minister, no matter how nondescript, she couldn't help laughing immediately .

Yuxian was filled with anger: "Ma'am, I've been planning for your little prince. Ma'am, you are the one who has nothing to do all day long, drinking tea and watching theaters with your enemy!"

Concubine Ju chuckled: "Oh? Your Excellency is so conscientious? How did I see that you can't get in the slightest bit of the establishment of Xiantai; you can't get in the court servants, but you are sealed by the gangsters under your hands?" There are a lot of idle jobs; the cabinet decisions are actually trivial local political affairs! The prince now has soldiers, power, money and power, but the palace has spent all the wealth and just bought you an empty black yarn. Live on the breath of others! Yuxian, Yuxian, you tell me, how did you plan? Don’t tell me you want me to wait until your hair grows white?"

Yuxian snorted coldly: "Your Majesty has just finished watching the show, so you must know that the excitement on the stage cannot be separated from the hard work underneath. The good cards I hold in my hand have not yet been revealed!"

Concubine Ju didn't take it seriously: "Then I will be waiting for your good cards!"

Yuxian paused and said: "Princess Xiang has been jumping up and down in the palace since she returned to the palace that day. If it affects the empress, why don't I take her—"

Concubine Ju sternly said: "You are not allowed to lay hands on her!"

She had always spoken softly before, but her suddenly raised voice lost its original smoothness, and had a bit of a piercing sound of piercing wind.

Yuxian was taken aback by her yelling, and it took a long time to recover her sullen expression, and said coolly: "I never knew, so the empress likes Princess Tianxiang so much."

Concubine Ju calmed down and argued: "No, I never really liked her. On the contrary, I hated her, hated her inherent dignity and privileges; I was jealous of her, jealous of her freedom and happiness to do whatever she wanted, She looked towards the dark front, "However, I still want her to live. Her existence allows me to see the sky and birds, and gives me a real view of life and existence."

There are not only two kinds of communication between people in this world, like and dislike, nor are there only two kinds of relationships between people, friends and hostility.

Yuxian didn't take it seriously: "It's okay to keep her. Hehe, you don't have to envy her. After you become the empress dowager, you can be as free as you want, and be happy as you want!"

Concubine Ju was startled: Empress Dowager?

That's right, if the little prince becomes emperor, isn't she the queen mother?

However, in her impression, those people who were called "Queen Dowagers" in the dramas she had seen were all senile old women.

It turns out that I am going to become such an "old woman"...

She used to only think about avenging Dongfang Hou, fulfilling Dongfang Hou's wish, and sending their son to the throne. She never thought about the honor she would get, nor did she think about making her son the emperor. What is it like.

She thought of this matter as extremely simple, as simple as making a cup of tea and listening to a play.Just one-sided, wanting to make this happen.

But now, she actually had a trace of panic.

Climb to a high position and monopolize power, can you really do it yourself?Is that really what you want?

And the little prince is still so young, does he really understand what it's like to be an emperor?

Yuxian didn't notice Concubine Ju's abnormality, and his expression was distorted because of extreme pride: "Mother, people in the world will soon know that the little prince is the destiny, and he will ascend to the highest position in this country. And I will assist him to become a wise king."

Concubine Ju stared blankly at Yuxian's face, and suddenly had great doubts about her recent actions and expectations.

Yuxian was extremely excited, he was already immersed in the joy of success, and he was frothing to describe the bright and beautiful future: "Madam, I just came back from Jiexiantai today, the place is surrounded by mountains and has a fairy air. Lingering, it's really a place to meet immortals. Madam, don't worry, the immortals I invited will definitely protect us!"

The day after listening to the play, Feng Suzhen solemnly declared that she had recovered, and that no matter how cold it was, she decided not to walk around in a ball again.

Tian Xiang felt a little regretful.

But what is even more regrettable is that the picturesque days of playing the piano and reading with Feng Suzhen every day came to an end.

The author has something to say:

The author has a lot of words 1: The piano used by Li Dafool ​​and Feng Suzhen to make love in the play... After reconfirmation, the crew used the guzheng...

This is a huge blow to me who only knew this after writing 30 words...

I don't care, I'm self-willed, since your Feng Suzhen's kung fu is not called Jiangmo Zheng, I will change it to Qin.

In the play, it is always said that it is Qin Qin...it makes me more interested in how poor this crew is...

The author has a lot to say 2: The content of the set-up notebook was written from the beginning of the set-up to the end of the stage. Because of my unrestrained thinking, I had to split it into two volumes. Fortunately, after reading the following article, the content is quite clear , It also gave me enough time to leave some clues about the writing.

Originally, I thought about calling it Jiexianji or Field Zhanji, but according to the son-in-law, I still have to choose the name carefully.

The next volume, Huang Liang Ji.

The author has more words 3:

If the world loves the zither but does not love the qin, then it is difficult to know the tone of this tune.

At present, Zhu Zhen plays for the king, and does not pass on this heart to the vulgar.

—— Tang Rongyu

There is an injustice and a debtor, this poem is not written by me~

Huang Liang Ji