God Catch starts with adding points

He felt at least three or four grades worse.

Take the most criticized follow-up plot of "The Peony Pavilion".Many people felt that the superficial plot could not support the lyrics and singing, which made many veterans who listened to the opera feel regretful, thinking that if it was better, the play would be a godsend.

Lu Bai also knew this shortcoming.

In this world, people still rely on the pear garden for practice. The classic book is naturally indispensable. People's knowledge is not bad. It is not surprising to see the shortcomings of this book. In fact, in previous lives, since ancient times, some people have compared "The Peony Pavilion" with "The Romance of the West Chamber". In contrast, I feel that the plot behind "The Peony Pavilion" is a failure.

Even so, the superficial plot behind "The Peony Pavilion" is much thicker than the plot of Wang Changkang's play.

If I use a metaphor, although the plot of "The Peony Pavilion" is not completely grounded, there are at least a few pillars supporting it, but the plot of Wang Changkang's play is completely hanging in the sky from beginning to end.

Lu Bai even compared himself with the scholar who is open-minded, which shows that the scholar is open-minded.As for the caterpillar, it is also thanks to Wang Changkang who wrote it over a span of hundreds of years, otherwise the speed of practice would be comparable to that of Lu Bai.

"Hey, uncle, did you hear that?" King Luo suddenly asked Lu Bai.

Lu Bai wondered, "What?"

"The singing and lyrics are intended to be closer to "The Peony Pavilion." Luo Wang said.

The singing style is between the traditional opera style and the Kunqu Opera style brought by Lu Bai's "The Peony Pavilion". As for the libretto, it is extremely elegant, almost the same as the trend brought about by Lu Bai's "The Peony Pavilion".

Lu Bai nodded, "Don't say it, it's true."

Lu Bai was only immersed in the play just now, and he really didn't realize how elegant the word was.Of course, it is still far behind "The Peony Pavilion", because "The Peony Pavilion" is known for its libretto, and it is difficult to surpass it in 5000 years, and it cannot be surpassed by Wang Changkang in a lifetime.

Even so, the libretto of Wang Changkang's play is not bad.

At least in the average level of Kunqu opera in the previous life.

However, this also greatly leads to another problem. The opposite of elegance is vulgarity. If you give up normal dialogue for the sake of choosing words and making sentences, then you will lack life and market spirit, and it will sound even more floating.

The flaws of Wang Changkang's play are obvious due to the floating plot and the floating chanting and lyrics.

If it was just this play, it might be as well-known as his "Beating the God Whip", but with "The Peony Pavilion" in front of it, this play may not get a good reputation.

At the moment, the drama is not over.

The stage went back to the beginning. When the scholar was studying under the tree, the scholar woke up leisurely, just in time to see a butterfly land on his fingertips...

The beautiful music sounded, and the play was over.

"It's quite a problem." King Luo almost forgot that the name of the play was "Butterfly Dream".

He turned back confidently, "Uncle, there is no need to compare. I think you will win the bet between you and Wang Changkang. As for Wang Changkang's "Butterfly Dream", it is completely inferior to your "Peony Pavilion."

Lu Bai smiled.

He knew a long time ago that there may be a script comparable to "The Peony Pavilion" in this world, but it is definitely not "Butterfly Dream", nor is it written by Wang Changkang.

The emergence of people like Tang Xianzu requires the right time, place and people, as well as the accumulation of culture.

Butterflies fly away on the stage.

On the wine table, the wine and food were all gone, Lu Bai stood up and stretched, "It's almost time to go back to sleep, and I have to investigate the case tomorrow."

Just as they were talking, the servants of Juxian Pavilion folded up the screen again and surrounded the private room, leaving a passage for the outside to walk.

This play lasted a very long time, and it was already midnight at this time, and other people also stood up and prepared to go back. There were so many people going out at that time that they blocked the stairs going downstairs.

Just as Lu Bai and the others went out, Kang Wang walked to their door and was blocked.

Kang Wang's eyes were still cold, after he glanced at Lu Bai, he happened to meet Lu Bai's gaze.

When Lu Bai raised his eyebrows, the muscles on King Kang's face twitched, and then he looked away. He was no longer as aggressive as he was when he was seen in front of Luo Wang's mansion.

In fact, it wasn't just him. When people from the Lu family saw him recently, they all looked away.

Sword Immortal's Enlightenment Stele was destroyed. Although they didn't say anything, they all hated them in their hearts, and they also knew that Lu Bai hated them in his heart. The two sides were already in an endless situation.

One side is deliberate, trying to be foolproof when they make another shot.The other side tried their best to delay the time, and when they had the power to resist, they pierced the sky in one fell swoop, so the two sides have not yet turned their faces.

Luo Wang and Kang Wang had already turned their faces.

After they walked out, they stood behind King Kang. King Luo let out a disdainful sound from his nose, his nostrils turned upside down, as if he didn't want to and didn't bother to look at King Kang, "Uncle, you have to investigate the demon book case carefully, in case there is something inside."

It was so loud that several people around heard it.

After they glanced at King Luo, they looked at Lu Bai curiously, only to find out that Lu Bai was investigating the case of the demon book.

Kang Wang looked back at him, "Childish."

King Luo replied bluntly, "I'm rude, I didn't even say hello when I saw my brother."

Lu Bai stood by the side without speaking, just observing the two of them. The personalities of these two contenders for the throne are also very different. very.

But Lu Bai could tell from the case of selling officials and nobles that this King Luo was not as simple as it seemed at all.

Not to mention that he joined forces with the Shi family to sell officials and nobles, just saying that he killed people without blinking an eye seemed very scheming.

There is also his faceless relationship with the killer organization, which is not clear, maybe there is something tricky hidden in it.

As for King Kang.

Lu Bai knew that he was not as simple as it seemed.

This emperor's species has been in the vortex of power since childhood, and it is estimated that it will not work if you want to be simple.

The real simplicity has to be seen and forgotten.

Lu Bai was a little lucky, fortunately Wang'er was not brought up in this background, he still likes Wang'er who goes straight.

They went downstairs quickly.

The actors of the troupe had already come down, standing at the door to greet those who came to listen to the opera.

Wang Changkang was among them.

In his capacity, he didn't use it, but this rule is a rule passed down by the Liyuan Xing, and the Liyuan Xing relies on the Liyuan Xing to exist, so he also abides by this rule and still stands in front of the characters.

However, he is extremely proud, so he only greets people who pass by, and only greets and smiles when he meets someone who is familiar or speculative.

The prince has a noble status.

Even the heads of the Eight Great Sects still have to give face to the royal family, let alone disciples.

Therefore, after sending Queen Kang away with a smile on his face, Wang Changkang tried his best to squeeze out a smile to say hello to King Luo. When he looked at Lu Bai, the smile on his face had disappeared, and only the muscles around his cheeks twitched. Lu Bai's memory.

He shot a resentful look in his eyes, then thought of something, nodded his head slightly, "Lord Lu."

Lu Bai responded with a nod, and said with a smile: "The play is not bad, the recitation and libretto have a bit of the charm of "The Peony Pavilion."

When the people behind heard this, they raised their heads to look at Lu Bai and Wang Changkang, waiting for another good show.

Lu Bai breathed so loudly, he couldn't believe that Wang Changkang could swallow it.

Unexpectedly, Wang Changkang said "Yes", "Master Lu's "The Peony Pavilion" is the first of its kind, and it is unique in reciting lyrics and tunes. "Butterfly Dream" can get some charm, which is already amazing."

Lu Bai looked at Wang Changkang unexpectedly.

He never thought that Xiang Changkang would be so frank and admit that Lu Bai's "The Peony Pavilion" was great in front of everyone.

This made Lu Bai elevate Wang Changkang's status to a higher level in his heart.

"Hey, the sun is coming out from the west." Luo Wang looked at Wang Changkang in surprise.

When Wang Changkang was a gifted scholar in the capital, he was notoriously rebellious and seldom expressed his admiration to others. Back then, he even picked out the faults of many opera troupes, even the faults of Liyuan Opera. pick.

He found it incredible to express such admiration to Lu Bai now.

Wang Changkang smiled, "Lord Luo was very surprised? Since I entered Liyuan, I have realized how difficult it is to write a good book, and it is even more difficult to create a genre. A practitioner of Liyuan must be sincere in drama, and the best is to Good, bad is bad, if he deceives more about the good and bad of the play, then his practice will never grow."

Luo Wang understood.

Wang Changkang may not be capable, but he is loyal to the show, and he will practice hard when he knows he is not good, but he will never say anything against his will just because of face or other things.

After saying this, King Luo admired Wang Changkang.

After all, it is easy to praise others, but it is difficult to praise enemies, especially those who have slapped themselves in the face and have a bet with them.

Lu Bai arched his hands: "I admire!"

He couldn't quite understand it, because he could only be honest with the panel, but he was shocked.

He went out.

King Luo hurriedly followed suit, "Going out."

"Master Lu—" Wang Changkang called to stop Lu Bai, "This does not mean that I have lost, don't forget, our bet is that you can practice with the script."

Wang Changkang added another sentence, "If anyone can practice, then he can practice better than anyone else."

He said to himself: "I believe I will not lose, and this is only my first play."

Wang Changkang wrote several notebooks for this bet.

Lu Bai nodded, "I know, I will convince you."

Wang Changkang expressed his expectation.

After leaving Juxian Pavilion, the servants drove over the carriage early, and King Luo sent Lu Bai back.

King Luo's carriage is pretty good.

It was raining lightly outside, and there were bursts of cold air, but the charcoal fire was burning inside, which was as warm as spring.

There is also a pot on the charcoal stove. Some seasonal vegetables and meat dishes are cooked in the pot. It is almost equivalent to a big pot of vegetables, but it is much more fragrant than a big pot of vegetables.

"Uncle, try it quickly." He said and took out a jar of wine from somewhere.

As he opened the mud seal of the wine jar, he said: "This dish is a private dish I took you to Hefang, and their cook made it. These dishes are stewed together randomly, but they taste good together. It's the most suitable for dinner at night. It's night."

In the middle of the night, Lu Bai was really hungry.

He took a pair of chopsticks and tasted them, "It's really good."

He looked up at King Luo, "You really know how to enjoy it, you can't forget to eat wherever you go."

Luo Wang laughed, "It's the problem of being a child. My mother said that I was short of milk, but she didn't dare to let others take me, so she grew up half hungry and half full. It was because she couldn't eat enough at that time, so she raised me." Became the glutton I am now."

He took a hot mouthful of the dish, "Now I just need to take a hot mouthful of the dish to feel happy and satisfied."

Don't have any deep meaning in these words.

Lu Bai didn't answer his question, but said: "Eunuch Bai helped me get an imperial cook, go to my place some other day and taste the dishes he cooked."

Luo Wang agreed, "It's just right, I also want to taste the dishes cooked by the imperial chef."

Lu Bai glanced at him, "Are you still eating less?"

Luo Wang smiled wryly, "That's different. I was trembling in the palace, and all my energy was spent on how to avoid being scolded by my father. How dare I calm down and enjoy the food."

He blew on the steam from a mouthful of food on his chopsticks, "This delicacy also deserves the environment and mood."

The palace is not good for eating.

The carriage walked slowly on the street, and when it arrived in front of the restaurant, a table of dishes was almost eaten.

Lu Bai got out of the car and returned home. Before returning to the bedroom, Yun Niang came up to greet her, "My lord, madam is waiting for you in the study."

Lu Bai was about to take a rest at first, and his spirits were waning, but when he heard that Gu Qinghuan was still waiting for him, he lifted his spirits, and wondered, "Why isn't Auntie asleep yet?"

Yun Niang looked around and didn't answer, but urged: "Master, go quickly."

Lu Bai understood that these words should not be heard by outsiders.

So he ordered Yunniang to bring a big basin of water, and then went to the study.

As expected, Gu Qinghuan did not sleep, and was standing in front of the desk, lighting up the lamp to practice calligraphy, and what he was practicing was the orchid post from the hundred flower post he gave to Gu Qinghuan.

Lu Bai knew that when he was upset, Gu Qinghuan would practice this copybook to calm his mind.

Chapter 4 and Two

Lu Bai pushed the door open and entered the study.

He didn't bother Gu Qinghuan, but sat on the chair next to him, took a sip of Gu Qinghuan's tea cup, moistened his throat, and looked at the Qinhuai River outside the window.

The Qinhuai River is extremely quiet.

Even the brothel painting boats are quiet, not knowing where they are hiding.

Occasionally, the surface of the water was rippling, breaking the moonlight. It is estimated that the fish came out of the water, or it might be a water ghost. The ripples and splashes they made were crisp and lingering.

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