The bear child of the Red Chamber, Jia Cong

The actors on the stage have already babbled and sang.The little voice is really good, mild and sweet.The figure, appearance, and expression are all top-notch.But Jia Cong was impatient, couldn't listen, and still wanted to doze off.Looking left and right, everyone was fascinated, although Liu Zhuang's face was facing the stage, he looked around from the corner of his eye from time to time to be on guard.Shen Zhimo spent his teenage years in Dajiala, he liked the style of music Jia Cong brought from later generations, and he was bored.

After the first song was sung, the actors withdrew backstage, and the audience couldn't get back to their senses for a long time.Jia Cong reached out and knocked a few times in front of Cui Ju and Lu's case: "Hey, it's dawn!" The two took a deep breath and clapped their hands vigorously in admiration.Surprised by others, there was a shower of applause in the theater.

Lu Jia was the first to say in surprise: "Brother Zhou, you are as normal as a normal person? This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can you hear it in the world!"

Jia Cong shrugged: "I don't like to listen to operas, and I can't hear him even if he sings about flowers."

Lu frame shook his head puzzled.After a while, he smiled again: "This kid is amazing, he looks so small."

Cui Ju immediately was about to drink tea, but upon hearing that, he immediately stopped moving.Jia Cong shrugged again: "That's right. Is that Danjiao really a boy?"

Cui Ju said: "That's right, he is the son of the class leader of Hechun class, and he is on stage today."

Jia Cong frowned: "What kind of woman should a good-looking boy pretend to be?" Both Jiang and You are stunning, and it's normal for their son to grow up like this.In future generations, if the children are not kept together, they will be discriminated against because of boys and girls. "Also pretend to be a woman's voice. It would be nice to let a girl sing the female part, it's natural and upright."

Cui Ju and Lu framed a glance at each other, their faces blank.A long follower beside Cui Ju couldn't help asking: "Mr. Zhou, don't you think that Zhengdan looks good?"

Jia Cong said: "If it's a little girl, it's good-looking; if it's a boy, this kind of good view is wrong. Women are women's good views, and men are men's good views. A man pretends to be a woman, no matter how good-looking he is, he is artificial and good-looking, no Naturally." He pointed at Liu Zhuang, "Our boy also looks like a man and a woman, do you think he looks a bit like a woman?"

Several people in the official seat couldn't help raising their eyes to look at Liuzhuang.Liu Zhuang sat with his back straight like a clock, without a trace of expression on his face.Sudden disappointment.Shen Zhimo said in a crisp voice: "The hard is always moving, and the soft is always quiet. Divide yin and yang, and use soft and hard one after another. Naturally, it is straight, and artificiality is deformed."

An idea flashed in Jia Cong's mind, and he cupped his hands to Cui Ju and said, "Brother Cui, are there any four treasures of study here?"

Cui Ju was taken aback: "Yes!"

"Bring it!" Jia Cong rolled up his sleeves, "I want to write an article."

Naturally, he didn't want to "write" the article, but just wanted to "copy" the article.The context just now is indeed very suitable for copying a high school text: The Story of Bingmeiguan.Not long after, the brush and ink were delivered, and Shen Zhimo studied the ink himself, and Jia Cong had slightly revised Mr. Gong's masterpiece in his mind.For example, "Three days of weeping, it is a vow to heal it" is changed to "Three days of regret, it is a taste of healing".The opposite stage started again.The people in this official seat were not in the mood to watch a play, and they all gathered around Jia Cong's case.Jia Cong made up his mind, picked up the pen and wrote it in one stroke, titled "The Story of Bingmei", and threw it to everyone.

Lu Jia shook his head and began to read: "Long Pan in Jiangning, Deng Wei in Suzhou..." And when he read "Pursue money by making a living with young plums and sick plums", he clapped his hands and said, "Brother Zhou, don't be an ordinary heart. Sick plums It's exactly the same as this male role disguised as a female." The head of the Cui family has a face like gold paper, and Cui Ju's face is tense, but there is still a hint of a smile.

After reading the full text, Cui Ju clapped the table and applauded, and bowed to the ground first: "Brother Zhou, I admire you, and I bow to the ground."

Lu Jia also bowed to the ground: "My little brother has no choice but to bow down to Yuanmen."

Shen Zhimo said admiringly, "Master, today we know that Mr. Xiang has lived up to his reputation."

Jia Cong's face was already thicker than the city wall, and he pretended to be humble and said: "It's just a feeling."

The long attendant hid in a corner and secretly bowed to Jia Cong, then came out as if nothing had happened.

After that, no one in this official seat watched the play, and everyone was talking about this piece of "The Story of Bingmei".Unknowingly, applause and cheers suddenly erupted from all around - the play has ended.The host came out to thank the audience.Jia Cong couldn't remember what Jiang Yuhan looked like for a long time, and when he looked closely, this brother looked younger than himself.I just felt envious, but when I remembered that it is not a good thing to look young in their line of work, I felt a little pity.

Then I heard a high-pitched voice in the official seat at the end of the stage shouting: "Good show! Our master has a reward~~" There was a lot of noise below, and there must be a lot of rewards.

Jia Cong hurriedly looked around, but there was nothing unusual, so he grabbed Cui Ju and said in a low voice, "Isn't there something exciting to watch? Why don't you come?"

Cui Ju looked embarrassed, turned back to him, and complained in a low voice: "How would I know!"

Before the words were finished, someone shouted: "Wronged—wronged—and the spring troupe robbed people of the playbook—this play was written by me—they took the playbook and didn't pay—"

Jia Cong's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said: "The excitement is coming hahaha..." Immediately, he leaned out half of his body, and said excitedly, "Watching the excitement is not afraid of big things, let's make things bigger!"

It was very interesting to hear the uproar in all directions, followed by a burst of chaos and high-pitched voices shouting "Quiet".Cui Ju hurriedly sent someone down to check what happened.After a long time, the young man ran back and said: "There are so many people and chaos down here, the little ones can't get in. But by chance, the brother next to the old man came out from the circle, and hurriedly dragged him to inquire."

It turned out that the one who called out for injustice just now was actually a Juren, surnamed Zhao, who wrote a book for the theater troupe because of his poor family.He said that he wrote "Zi Jian Nan Zi", and also wrote four Confucian dramas for He Chunban.It was quite difficult to turn these topics into playbooks, and he spent more than half a year writing them.The troupe promised to give him 100 taels of embellishment pens for each book, but they suddenly turned their backs and denied it a few days ago, insisting that these books were written by another Mr. Wu.The theatrical troupe has called Mr. Wu to go, saying that there are witnesses and material evidence.The nobleman asked Mr. Zhao if he had evidence, and Mr. Zhao said that he could write down these notebooks verbatim, and begged the nobleman to find the other four notebooks in the troupe.The order to take the four treasures of the study has just been passed down.

After hearing this, Jia Cong glanced at Shen Zhimo.Shen Zhimo raised his voice: "Sir, sir, shall we interfere?"

It was obvious that she wanted to go, how could Jia Cong not make it happen? "It's civilized now, so stir it up first. Otherwise, if you turn uncivilized later, it may not be so easy to stir up." Nai stood up and said to Cui Ju, "I'm going down to join in the fun, do you want to go?"

Cui Ju was taken aback: "You want to go down so early? Don't you like to make trouble?"

Jia Cong said: "I don't really like to appear on stage according to other people's arrangements." He picked up his feet and wanted to go.

The long follower was in a hurry, he caught up and cupped his hands and said: "Mr. Zhou, there are many nobles below, we will go in if we don't know, we should avoid it first."

Jia Cong blinked: "Uncle, you have to know that those who appear late may not be the protagonists, and they may not be guest appearances." He left him and left.

Shen Zhimo followed closely, his eyes were as bright as two Sirius stars.Liu Zhuang led several guards to stay behind.Lu Jia took two sips of tea in a hurry, and trotted behind Jia Cong.Cui Ju had no choice but to look at each other with the long follower, and also followed.

Everyone walked to the official seat in the middle of the gate, Lu Jia stepped forward and bowed his hands to a man dressed as an old servant, and said in a low voice: "This uncle, can you please help Master Lu to come out for a while? Seek urgent matters." Nai quietly slipped him a small purse.The old servant weighed it twice, nodded in satisfaction, turned and went in.

After a while, a middle-aged Confucian scholar came out, presumably Mr. Lu.Lu Jia pulled him and muttered a few words, Mr. Lu was overjoyed, and looked towards Jia Cong and others.Jia Cong looked at him and made a bow.Master Lu nodded with a smile and went back.After a while, Master Lu came out with a brocade robe man in his 30s.The man asked: "Who said that this case can be resolved?"

Just as Jia Cong was about to speak, Shen Zhimo took a step forward and said loudly, "Mr. Hui. The little girl may not be able to solve the case, but the little girl knows that even if the master Juren can write the script verbatim, he may not be the author. Maybe he heard other people's rehearsal next to the theater troupe, and I don't know."

The man sized her up and said: "Not to mention, the rehearsal of this play today is very confidential, and outsiders can't hear it."

Shen Zhimo said: "Isn't it all sung today? People with a good memory can memorize all the songs and lyrics."

The Confucian scholar hurriedly said: "Little girl, don't guess blindly. No matter how good your memory is, how can it be so good that you can remember it after listening to it once?"

Shen Zhimo immediately said: "I can do it. My cousin can do it too." She thought for a while, then pointed at Jia Cong, "His cousin can do it too."

Jia Cong hurriedly said, "My wife can do it too. My uncle can do it too. Maybe there aren't many people with a good memory, but it's not hard to find."

Shen Zhimo said: "It's not like this. I will write all the words and music silently, gentlemen, see if there are any mistakes in my memory."

The man thought for a moment: "Can you really write it silently?"

Shen Zhimo raised his chest and put his hands behind his back: "Yes. Just make sure that the pronunciation is not bad, and the words are not bad."

The man nodded: "Okay. Now that that's the case, you come in with me."

Shen Zhimo smiled triumphantly.Out of the corner of Jia Cong's eyes, he glanced at Cui Ju's entourage, and seeing that his face turned pale, he knew that they had disrupted their arrangement, and he felt relieved.

A few people went in to have a look, and saw that the screens on both sides of the official seat had been dismantled, it was as big as three official seats, and there were many people standing inside.An old man and a young man were sitting in the middle, they should be Kong Yunxian, the eldest son of King Qi and the Kong family.Both Jiang Yuhan and several theater troupe members knelt.There is Zhang Xiaoan next to it, and a Confucian scholar is writing.The man approached King Qi, and whispered for a long time with a smile.King Qi looked up.Jia Cong cupped his hands.King Qi nodded.Lord Lu asked Shen Zhimo to set up another case.

Shen Zhimo thanked him for his seat, picked up a pen to write, and Jia Cong stood aside to watch.Shen Zhimo only wrote today's "Zi Jian Nan Zi", and the Confucian scholar wanted to write five plays, so Shen Zhimo finished it first.She raised her head and glanced at the Confucian scholar, and began to mark the tune.

But at this moment, Mr. Wu, who helped the theater troupe write the notebook, arrived, and was brought to the king of Qi, and swore that he wrote the notebook himself, and that the man surnamed Zhao was a Porcelain.Jia Cong looked at Mr. Wu up and down for half a day, then turned to look at Mr. Zhao, and suddenly said loudly: "My lords, Wan Sheng already knows who wrote the book."

The whole audience was shocked, and several people asked in unison, "Who is it?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "If I say it outright, the other person will definitely not be convinced. No, I will give a topic to two gentlemen who claim to be the authors of the play. After finishing, the fake person will definitely have nothing to say." Can say."

Master Lu grabbed him in two steps, his voice trembling: "Mr. Zhou is serious?"

Jia Cong nodded: "Seriously. Guan Bao Li Kui has been wronged, and Li Gui has nothing to quibble about."

Master Lu was overjoyed, turned around and shouted: "Master!"

King Qi squinted his eyes at Jia Cong for a long time, and asked Kong Yunxian beside him.Kong Yunxian was still a child, he found it interesting and nodded in agreement.King Qi then ordered someone to bring a small case to Jia Cong.Jia Cong flicked his sleeves, feeling very chic, and wrote with a pen.

After writing the meeting, Liu Zhuang came close to his ear and whispered: "The boy who sings Zhengdan is looking at you." Jia Cong looked up, and he was looking at the boy, very pitiful.Jia Cong felt inexplicably uncomfortable.They were all fourteen or fifteen year old children, and they were forced to spend their lives among the nobles to survive. Theoretically, this child should be similar to Mei Ji who was rescued from the Wu Palace in the early years.I don't know where it feels different.Jia Cong was stunned for a moment, then continued to ask questions.

All three of them finished writing for a while, and someone took Shen Zhimo's and Mr. Zhao's manuscripts and compared them with the troupe's notebooks. Jia Cong sent two exam questions to Wu and Zhao.The two of them stared at the exam questions and were stunned: "What kind of question is this called!"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "You two just answer the questions. After you finish the answer, you will be convinced whether the authentic author or the fake one." After a pause, he added, "Does anyone think that this kind of question is an insult to your wisdom as scholars? , Do you want to walk away?"

Shen Zhimo immediately said: "Those who are afraid of being caught are fakes, the real author must be eager to find out the truth!"

After hearing this, the two dared not say much, and immediately buried themselves in writing.That question was really too simple, but within a short time both of them had finished answering it.Shen Zhimo stepped forward to collect the paper and sent it to Jia Cong.Jia Cong glanced at each of them and said, "It's not what I expected." Then he cupped his hands to King Qi and said, "My lord. According to my observation, the playbook and these two answer sheets, Wansheng can conclude that the playbook It was written by Mr. Wu. What about Mr. Zhao? I guess he used to be a theater watcher. I just heard that you rewarded the theater troupe a lot. You pretended to be the playbook written by yourself, trying to blackmail the play by relying on your good memory. A lot of money for the team."

Before the words were finished, Mr. Wu and Mr. Zhao shouted at the same time: "Mr. is wise!"

"Don't shout~~ You're too loud to panic." Jia Cong said confidently, "Let's take a look at the test paper, my lord, and Wansheng will explain it to you."

King Wu beckoned, and someone brought two answer sheets to him.King Wu looked at the paper and was stunned: "What kind of topic is this?"

I saw it said:

Thirty questions on the personality test.

first question.Which of the following generals do you like best?

Armor, white.B, Yue Fei.C, Li Jing.Ding, Zhao Yun.

Second question.Which of the following women do you like best?

A, Wang Zhaojun.B, Yang Yuhuan.C, Su Xiaoxiao.Ding, Mu Guiying.

third question.Which of the following dishes do you like best.

A, braised lion head.B, hot and sour cucumber strips.C, big lobster braised in oil.Ding, stir-fried Chinese cabbage.

Fourth question.Which of the following animals do you like best?

A, rabbit.B, tiger.C, war horse.Ding, scalper.

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