After dressing as a widow

"Did you write "Mei Niang"?" Immediately, a noble girl with an oval face asked, and another noble girl next to her also said, "I thought that the one who could write "Mei Niang" must be a talented person." Man, I didn't expect to have such a good face, but it's a pity, he is a brother."

Brothers are not taken seriously these days. All the noble ladies and daughters present here are family members of high-ranking officials, and they don't even have a brother. This shows how far the discrimination against brothers has gone.

But even if he is a brother, Lin Zhen still attracts everyone's attention.

The creamy white dress he was wearing, with pure white fur on the collar and cuffs, and pearl buttons was not worth mentioning in the eyes of noble ladies and noble ladies. In terms of beautiful clothes, they are at the top of Dayu.

But the silk sash around the waist was really well used, showing elegance and heroism.

Not to mention Lin Zhen's eyebrows, which can only be called bewitching, with a thumb-sized white flower stuck between his eyebrows, his skin is fair, his eyes are charming, and his lips are slightly plump.

All the noble ladies and noble ladies present here understand that he is overpowering others.

Lin Zhen bowed to the two noble girls and said, "It is my great honor to be liked by Miss."

Someone asked impatiently: "You said you came to deliver the opera book to this troupe master, but you brought it, give it to us to enjoy the opera first."

The old troupe master of the Qianhong Opera Troupe broke into a cold sweat, and his heart trembled. He and Lin Zhen hadn’t seen each other for several years. Where would Lin Zhen send him a playbook? Both he and Lin Zhen knew it was just a It's just a lie in front of Mrs. He.

If it was dismantled on the spot...

The old class leader didn't even dare to think about his end.

Lin Zhen replied to the noble lady who asked: "Madam, there is an interesting saying in our hometown, good food should be eaten later, and good things will happen later, just like the first time Madam watched the play "Mei Niang", at the beginning I didn't know that the plum demon and the scholar had past life entanglements, only when the plum demon fell in love with him and wanted to spend the vain days with him, and later learned that the two were lovers in their previous life, but they loved each other but couldn't stay together. Not to be seen until death."

"This new playbook is only interesting if you see the rehearsed plays as soon as you come, otherwise you will be discouraged and not so fascinating." Lin Zhen understood clearly, with concise language, and broke the words into pieces without flattery. speak.

The noble lady who said at the beginning that he was talented told the noble lady who wanted to read the playbook: "Mrs. Xi, I think this husband is very right. When we watched "Mei Niang" together, but I am worried all the time, after reading this, my heart is completely broken."

Once Mrs. Xi thought that this was indeed the case, she said to Lin Zhen and the old class leader: "Then you all have to get rid of the tricks quickly, I'll wait."

Lin Zhendao: "Yes, the younger one must hand over the playbook to the class master as soon as possible, so that they can sort out the play as soon as possible."

She looks mediocre, so she doesn't like Lin Zhen, who is very beautiful. Mrs. He looked at the appearances of several noble ladies and noble ladies who admired "Mei Niang", and swept Lin Zhen strangely, but didn't mention it again. The thing about them being late.

He just said: "Then let's start, I will perform the famous piece of your Qianhong troupe, "Mei Niang"."

"Yes." After escaping a catastrophe, the old leader's back was sweaty, and he hurriedly led people down to change clothes, and Lin Zhen naturally followed.

The troupe members were all frightened just now, and as soon as they left there, some people's legs went limp, almost kneeling on the ground, Lin Zhen helped them up, and said: "Then Mrs. He is not easy to get along with, the opera will be played later. There must be no mistake."

The old class leader wiped the cold sweat off his face: "Thanks to Boss Lin today, otherwise, my little life would have to be accounted for here."

The source of everything is the maid who took the money but didn't do anything, but that was the maid next to Mrs. He. Even if they said it, the maid who didn't want to take responsibility would naturally blame them for all the reasons, and maybe she would even add embellishments. Something against them.

But if both left and right are dead, the old class leader will definitely bite out that maid too.

"Fortunately, fortunately, Boss Lin, your playbook of "Mei Niang" is good enough. After we have been acting for so many years, people like it, and you are here as the writer, so Madam He, who has always had a good face, let us go. It's late."

Today, if there is one missing link, they will all suffer.

It is impossible to say that Lin Zhen was not disturbed, but anxiety was useless at the time, so he gave up, fortunately, the result was good.

The theater troupe didn't dare to delay, they dressed up and went to the stage as quickly as possible. Lin Zhen who stayed outside could only hear the tinkling of various musical instruments, and Mei Niang's libretto came out.

"Mei Niang" is a bit long, so naturally it is impossible to sing all of it here. I chose the opening part, where the unfeeling Mei Niang and the scholar get along in the rented house and get to know each other.

Lin Zhen was thinking about it, when a maid in green walked up to him and said very politely: "Fu Lang, our wife is here to invite you."

coming.

During the seven or eight minutes at the banquet just now, Lin Zhen had scanned the surroundings out of the corner of his eye, and found that although the makeup of the noble ladies and ladies in the venue was a popular makeup look nowadays, it was not on the same line with the makeup he is using now. .

He really didn't believe that anyone would not be tempted.

The first lead finally arrives.

Lin Zhen stood up and said to the servant girl, "I'm sorry."

"You are welcome." The green-clothed maid did not walk in front, but stood one step behind Lin Zhen, stretched out her hand to guide him, and quickly brought Lin Zhen to the banquet, where she was right in the middle row. In the tent, there were three noble ladies sitting inside.

One is Mrs. He, the one looks a little heroic, just looking at the upper body sitting on the stool, you can tell that she is a tall lady, and the other is a sickly lady.

The expression on Lin Zhen's face did not change at all, and he couldn't help saying in his heart: "Mrs. He is definitely the most difficult customer to serve. If she is not careful, she may cause trouble. How should she deal with it by herself?"

But the maid in green didn't take him to Mrs. He's side, but to Mrs. Yingqigui's side.

"Sit down." Madam Gui casually pointed to a short, round stool next to his chair, and said to Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen looked at the small stool and sat down. Because the stool was too short, his eyesight suddenly became shorter, and his height of 1.7 meters only reached the lady's waist.

The lady's slender and delicate hands touched his face, as if she was attracted by the smooth texture of his face, and her eyes fell on him while watching the show: "Your face is so slippery, you are really a good-looking person." Is the skin better?"

pork skin……

Lin Zhen was told by this noble lady that he almost thought his face was edible pigskin, he said: "Return to Madam, it's because I put on powder and flower dew."

The noble lady leaned closer to look at his face, and she really found the almost invisible layer of powder. Suddenly, she lightly pinched the flesh of Lin Zhen's cheek: "This face is really..." You can't put it down.

The green maid next to her couldn't help laughing, her wife's little problem of being impassive when she saw a good-looking person was aroused again, this husband was born with such a good-looking appearance, the wife must love him to death now.

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Lin Jiaojiao, Lin Yanya, wherever she went, she never failed.