Mingjun is not descended from the world
Chapter 32
To the south of Zhushikou and to the north of Yongding Gate, there is a noisy and lively place where jugglers from all walks of life gather, including those who dance knives and guns, those who draw bows and climb poles, those who tell stories and sing drums, and perform divination and divination. Yes, there are also large and small vendors selling a variety of north-south flavors of food and drink.
There is a poem that says, "Jiuqi plays drums in Tianqiao City, how many tourists do not remember home."
Rumors say that in the old days this was the bridge that the emperor walked over, hence the name "Flyover Bridge".Now this originally noble imperial dao also broke free from the immortal aura and fell into the mundane world. He gathered all the street people from all walks of life to gather here, exuding the humblest and most vigorous fireworks in the world.
There were many people crowded around the middle of the overpass. Looking from a distance, I saw a big bamboo pole about three feet high standing in the middle of the crowd, and a colorful cloth banner was hung on the bamboo pole. The bamboo poles went up and down, or thrown or thrown, causing the crowd of onlookers to raise their heads and gasp involuntarily.
There are also puppet shows in the west. The small puppets hold feather fans in their hands and wear scarves on their heads. They are drawn by a few filaments. They chant and sing, act and fight.
Looking further to the west, I saw a thin young man in an unremarkable corner, with circles drawn with chalk under his feet, wearing a faded blue pleats, who was not at ease in this noisy street market. singing slowly,
"I cut my teeth, licked my lips, wiped my tears, applied makeup,... pretended to be flattering and stupid, slandered others with sweet words, gouged out the eyes of my enemies with my slender hands, and bit the hearts of thieves with my thin silver teeth."
The loud applause from the crowd not far away often overwhelmed the young man's opera voice, but if you listen carefully, you can also hear his singing voice is stable and continuous, and he has a lot of skills of.
The tourists who came and went didn't seem to see him, or when they saw him, there was a trace of doubt on their originally dull faces, and they left expressionlessly.
The young man sang for a while, but he didn't feel tired, and he didn't even drink his saliva, he just kept singing,
"Ye Dao is a one-night couple and a hundred nights of kindness; may I ask if there is a good fate on the Sansheng Stone? He just waits for the tassel tent to warm the bridal chamber in spring, and the high hall is full of moons and Wushan is near. You go up the blue bridge a few floors, and I'm afraid it will be a little bit far away." Roll the waves!"
After the young man had finished singing, he put it on the table and took a bowl of water from the noodle table next to him to drink.
While drinking, I heard an aged voice behind me saying to someone,
"What play did you sing just now?"
Yu Yuesan's hand holding the bowl was still in the air, but when he turned around, he found a benevolent old man looking at him with a smile.
He wiped the water around his mouth with his sleeve, "Master, it's Kun Opera."
"Oh~", the old man smiled and nodded, "Kunxi is good. I still listen to it a lot when I am a child, and I have learned it twice, but then I can't listen to it anywhere."
As soon as Yu Yuesan heard it, she became excited, "You can sing, sir, or you can also say a few words!"
"Hey!" The old man smiled and waved his hands and said, "It's fine to sing a few lines for entertainment by yourself, but it will be timid to sing in front of your eyes."
The old man paused for a moment and then said, "I just heard you sing it, it's not something that romantic concubine loves, and it's very spine-chilling to hear."
Yu Yuesan nodded and said, "This is "Iron Crown Picture" that I sang, and there is also this play in Beijing opera."
"No wonder, I said it sounded familiar." The old man sighed, "It's rare to hear such a voice in the surroundings now. Beiping has not been peaceful in recent years, and the devils have broken ground on Tai Sui, but those big stars and big horns It’s still singing and dancing, it’s so romantic!” The old man shook his head and said, “A business woman doesn’t know the hatred of subjugation, but across the river she still sings flowers in the backyard!”
Yu Yuesan smiled a little embarrassedly, "You're joking, I just sing a show, how do I know that, I don't have that much ambition!"
The uncle put a copper plate in the bowl on the ground, waved his hands and walked away, saying, "I have to go home, your aunt is still waiting for me to get back with vinegar. I will listen to you singing again tomorrow."
"Yue San'er, take a break and eat a bowl of noodles!"
"Hey!" Yu Yuesan turned to take a look, and said with a smile, "Thank you Brother Nine!"
Shi Jiu put a bowl of plain noodles in clear soup on the small table, and the diced green onions swayed gently with the soup noodles.
Yu Yuesan took out the copper coins from the bowl, and quietly put them into the tin box where Shi Jiu was not paying attention.
"Hey!" Shi Jiu's ears were sharp, and when he heard the jingle, he turned his head and grabbed Yu Yuesan's hand and said, "What are you doing, but why are you so ostentatious about eating a bowl of noodles?"
Yu Yuesan stuck out her tongue and said, "I'm not paying you, I'm afraid I'll lose it here, and I'll store it with you for a few days."
Shi Jiu couldn't help it, knowing his temper, he had to let him go, and couldn't help thinking in his heart, when he got home from work at night, he would cook him some other good food.
Shi Jiu watched Yu Yuesan carefully take off the old and shabby costume, fold it carefully and put it in the bag, and then sat on the stool to eat noodles, picking chopsticks and lifting the bowl with a gentle appearance, as if Generally speaking, it came out of the drama.He looked around, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.
Shi Jiu saw Yu Yuesan on the streets of Tianqiao last month, and it has been three years since he disappeared from Ruixi class.
Three years ago, the Ruixi troupe suddenly moved out of that dilapidated theater, and the whole class disappeared without a trace like hozens under a tree.Even Yu Yuesan's name disappeared overnight.
Shi Jiu originally thought that he could just listen to Yu Yuesan sing Kun opera for a lifetime just like that, but who knew that he would not see each other for three years after that day.
Yu Yuesan, who sings Kunqu opera alone, is not very well-known in the Liyuan circle.In the past three years, he carried a noodle stall, traveled all over the streets and alleys of Pingjin City, and ran all over the theaters, but he couldn't find a person named Yu Yuesan.
Shi Jiu rubbed the small black and white portrait in his hand, which was left by Yu Yuesan in the noodle restaurant when they met for the last time.He doesn't have any extravagant wishes, he just wants to hear Shi Jiu sing again.
Sing once about colorful, sing once about ruined walls.
"The beauty of the good day is but the sky, who's family is enjoying the pleasures."
Shi Jiu put down her shoulder pole in surprise, and saw Yu Yuesan in a dilapidated corner behind the crowd, wearing that unglamorous straight dress, squatting on the ground and singing softly, "People in Jinping really think this time is cheap."
Yu Yuesan smiled at him, with the corners of his eyes crooked, "Brother Jiu, I'm a little hungry."
Shi Jiu burst into tears.
People like Yu Yuesan should belong to the stage, they should stand on the three-foot-high bamboo pole, wear colorful clothes, match jewelry, paint with pink ink, and sing the melody of nature.People looked up at him with admiration and admiration in their eyes, as if they were looking at a celestial being descended from the earth.He plays stories on his body, speaks dramas in his mouth, looks at all beings upside down with cold eyes, and looks at the world with indifference.
Instead of being exposed to the wind and rain for a bowl of rations like now, and being careful for an old clothes, let alone being contaminated with smoke all over the body in this filthy world.
Yu Yuesan was still sitting quietly at the table eating noodles. Yu Yuesan had already eaten countless bowls of this plain bowl of noodle soup, but he never got tired of eating it. He never asked for new tricks or added extras. condiments.It seems that as long as he has that bowl of original soup, he is satisfied.
Shi Jiu stopped talking, Yu Yuesan didn't gossip much.He said nothing about these three years.
Shi Jiu saw that although he was down and out, he felt that he should have had a good life in the past two years.According to the legend, they always seem to be inextricably linked with dignitaries, just like walking on the boundary between sky and sea, ascending to the sky and falling into the abyss are just a matter of one thought.
The most ruthless emperor's family, and after all, which rich and deep courts are different?
And looking at his expression, it is very different from those who climb and drill camps, his brows and eyes are too calm, as if this kind of place closest to the land is where he belongs with peace of mind.
Yu Yuesan sat in front of the kerosene lamp and stared at the candlelight to identify the needle. He put the thin thread end on the tip of his tongue and licked it. He aimed at the needle hole and slowly threaded it. He tried several times without success.
Shi Jiu was cooking broth on the opposite side of the room. Seeing Yu Yue's three heads were getting close to the fire, he quickly shouted, "Be careful with your hair, you're going to be caught by the fire!"
Only then did Yu Yuesan raise his head, rubbed his eyes and said, "Why are my eyes dazzled, I can't even see a needle clearly."
Shi Jiu put down the spoon and walked over to take the needle, "It's too dark in this room, or else I won't be sewing."
Yu Yuesan took the threaded needle from Shi Jiu's hand and looked at it carefully, "How can it be, the knees of your torn trousers are leaking out, we serious business people can't dress like flowers. "
Seeing Yu Yuesan wearing a half-new padded jacket, Shi Jiu thought that this dress looked familiar to him, as if it was the one he would wear during Chinese New Year.He still remembered that when Yu Yuesan used to have plays, he would wear a long gray gown in private. Although it wasn't very new, it was clean and tidy and looked very energetic.
"When I save enough money, I'll make you a long gown that fits well. You look good in a long gown, like a scholar." Shi Jiu smirked.
The needle and thread in Yu Yuesan's hands paused for a moment, and he continued to mend as if nothing had happened. He lowered his head and said casually, "What do you do with those? Like a prince."
Shi Jiu didn't hear the emotions in Yu Yuesan's words, and was still immersed in the good memories of Yu Yuesan's past image. He sat on the kang beside Yu Yuesan, and said with some excitement, "You will look the best when you tidy up! Change Minger Let's buy a capable one and go to the opera troupe, if you sing so well, there will always be people who will like it, and then you won't have to sing here."
Yu Yuesan glanced at Shi Jiu and smiled wryly, "Why don't I want to. But even Fuban has been disbanded. Although the Liyuan is big, where is my place?"
"It's better to sing here for one day," Yu Yuesan sighed, "If someone is willing to listen, maybe this show will not end."
Shi Jiu hurriedly said, "Why is no one willing to listen to it, but I like it very much!"
Shi Jiu's lips trembled, as if something was stuck in his throat, he closed his eyes tightly, even the eyelids couldn't help trembling.After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he opened his eyes, held Yu Yuesan's hands in his and said,
"Yue San, if you don't dislike me, I'd like to listen to you sing for the rest of my life."
Yu Yuesan turned her head to look at Shi Jiu, and suddenly remembered something, "I heard that Boss Bai Liansheng Bai has returned to Liyuan to sing again?"
Shi Jiu said with some indifference, "It seems so. I heard people talking about it at noon, saying that they are going to sing in Fengtian for a few months!"
Yu Yuesan nodded and said, "That's really great!"
There is a poem that says, "Jiuqi plays drums in Tianqiao City, how many tourists do not remember home."
Rumors say that in the old days this was the bridge that the emperor walked over, hence the name "Flyover Bridge".Now this originally noble imperial dao also broke free from the immortal aura and fell into the mundane world. He gathered all the street people from all walks of life to gather here, exuding the humblest and most vigorous fireworks in the world.
There were many people crowded around the middle of the overpass. Looking from a distance, I saw a big bamboo pole about three feet high standing in the middle of the crowd, and a colorful cloth banner was hung on the bamboo pole. The bamboo poles went up and down, or thrown or thrown, causing the crowd of onlookers to raise their heads and gasp involuntarily.
There are also puppet shows in the west. The small puppets hold feather fans in their hands and wear scarves on their heads. They are drawn by a few filaments. They chant and sing, act and fight.
Looking further to the west, I saw a thin young man in an unremarkable corner, with circles drawn with chalk under his feet, wearing a faded blue pleats, who was not at ease in this noisy street market. singing slowly,
"I cut my teeth, licked my lips, wiped my tears, applied makeup,... pretended to be flattering and stupid, slandered others with sweet words, gouged out the eyes of my enemies with my slender hands, and bit the hearts of thieves with my thin silver teeth."
The loud applause from the crowd not far away often overwhelmed the young man's opera voice, but if you listen carefully, you can also hear his singing voice is stable and continuous, and he has a lot of skills of.
The tourists who came and went didn't seem to see him, or when they saw him, there was a trace of doubt on their originally dull faces, and they left expressionlessly.
The young man sang for a while, but he didn't feel tired, and he didn't even drink his saliva, he just kept singing,
"Ye Dao is a one-night couple and a hundred nights of kindness; may I ask if there is a good fate on the Sansheng Stone? He just waits for the tassel tent to warm the bridal chamber in spring, and the high hall is full of moons and Wushan is near. You go up the blue bridge a few floors, and I'm afraid it will be a little bit far away." Roll the waves!"
After the young man had finished singing, he put it on the table and took a bowl of water from the noodle table next to him to drink.
While drinking, I heard an aged voice behind me saying to someone,
"What play did you sing just now?"
Yu Yuesan's hand holding the bowl was still in the air, but when he turned around, he found a benevolent old man looking at him with a smile.
He wiped the water around his mouth with his sleeve, "Master, it's Kun Opera."
"Oh~", the old man smiled and nodded, "Kunxi is good. I still listen to it a lot when I am a child, and I have learned it twice, but then I can't listen to it anywhere."
As soon as Yu Yuesan heard it, she became excited, "You can sing, sir, or you can also say a few words!"
"Hey!" The old man smiled and waved his hands and said, "It's fine to sing a few lines for entertainment by yourself, but it will be timid to sing in front of your eyes."
The old man paused for a moment and then said, "I just heard you sing it, it's not something that romantic concubine loves, and it's very spine-chilling to hear."
Yu Yuesan nodded and said, "This is "Iron Crown Picture" that I sang, and there is also this play in Beijing opera."
"No wonder, I said it sounded familiar." The old man sighed, "It's rare to hear such a voice in the surroundings now. Beiping has not been peaceful in recent years, and the devils have broken ground on Tai Sui, but those big stars and big horns It’s still singing and dancing, it’s so romantic!” The old man shook his head and said, “A business woman doesn’t know the hatred of subjugation, but across the river she still sings flowers in the backyard!”
Yu Yuesan smiled a little embarrassedly, "You're joking, I just sing a show, how do I know that, I don't have that much ambition!"
The uncle put a copper plate in the bowl on the ground, waved his hands and walked away, saying, "I have to go home, your aunt is still waiting for me to get back with vinegar. I will listen to you singing again tomorrow."
"Yue San'er, take a break and eat a bowl of noodles!"
"Hey!" Yu Yuesan turned to take a look, and said with a smile, "Thank you Brother Nine!"
Shi Jiu put a bowl of plain noodles in clear soup on the small table, and the diced green onions swayed gently with the soup noodles.
Yu Yuesan took out the copper coins from the bowl, and quietly put them into the tin box where Shi Jiu was not paying attention.
"Hey!" Shi Jiu's ears were sharp, and when he heard the jingle, he turned his head and grabbed Yu Yuesan's hand and said, "What are you doing, but why are you so ostentatious about eating a bowl of noodles?"
Yu Yuesan stuck out her tongue and said, "I'm not paying you, I'm afraid I'll lose it here, and I'll store it with you for a few days."
Shi Jiu couldn't help it, knowing his temper, he had to let him go, and couldn't help thinking in his heart, when he got home from work at night, he would cook him some other good food.
Shi Jiu watched Yu Yuesan carefully take off the old and shabby costume, fold it carefully and put it in the bag, and then sat on the stool to eat noodles, picking chopsticks and lifting the bowl with a gentle appearance, as if Generally speaking, it came out of the drama.He looked around, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.
Shi Jiu saw Yu Yuesan on the streets of Tianqiao last month, and it has been three years since he disappeared from Ruixi class.
Three years ago, the Ruixi troupe suddenly moved out of that dilapidated theater, and the whole class disappeared without a trace like hozens under a tree.Even Yu Yuesan's name disappeared overnight.
Shi Jiu originally thought that he could just listen to Yu Yuesan sing Kun opera for a lifetime just like that, but who knew that he would not see each other for three years after that day.
Yu Yuesan, who sings Kunqu opera alone, is not very well-known in the Liyuan circle.In the past three years, he carried a noodle stall, traveled all over the streets and alleys of Pingjin City, and ran all over the theaters, but he couldn't find a person named Yu Yuesan.
Shi Jiu rubbed the small black and white portrait in his hand, which was left by Yu Yuesan in the noodle restaurant when they met for the last time.He doesn't have any extravagant wishes, he just wants to hear Shi Jiu sing again.
Sing once about colorful, sing once about ruined walls.
"The beauty of the good day is but the sky, who's family is enjoying the pleasures."
Shi Jiu put down her shoulder pole in surprise, and saw Yu Yuesan in a dilapidated corner behind the crowd, wearing that unglamorous straight dress, squatting on the ground and singing softly, "People in Jinping really think this time is cheap."
Yu Yuesan smiled at him, with the corners of his eyes crooked, "Brother Jiu, I'm a little hungry."
Shi Jiu burst into tears.
People like Yu Yuesan should belong to the stage, they should stand on the three-foot-high bamboo pole, wear colorful clothes, match jewelry, paint with pink ink, and sing the melody of nature.People looked up at him with admiration and admiration in their eyes, as if they were looking at a celestial being descended from the earth.He plays stories on his body, speaks dramas in his mouth, looks at all beings upside down with cold eyes, and looks at the world with indifference.
Instead of being exposed to the wind and rain for a bowl of rations like now, and being careful for an old clothes, let alone being contaminated with smoke all over the body in this filthy world.
Yu Yuesan was still sitting quietly at the table eating noodles. Yu Yuesan had already eaten countless bowls of this plain bowl of noodle soup, but he never got tired of eating it. He never asked for new tricks or added extras. condiments.It seems that as long as he has that bowl of original soup, he is satisfied.
Shi Jiu stopped talking, Yu Yuesan didn't gossip much.He said nothing about these three years.
Shi Jiu saw that although he was down and out, he felt that he should have had a good life in the past two years.According to the legend, they always seem to be inextricably linked with dignitaries, just like walking on the boundary between sky and sea, ascending to the sky and falling into the abyss are just a matter of one thought.
The most ruthless emperor's family, and after all, which rich and deep courts are different?
And looking at his expression, it is very different from those who climb and drill camps, his brows and eyes are too calm, as if this kind of place closest to the land is where he belongs with peace of mind.
Yu Yuesan sat in front of the kerosene lamp and stared at the candlelight to identify the needle. He put the thin thread end on the tip of his tongue and licked it. He aimed at the needle hole and slowly threaded it. He tried several times without success.
Shi Jiu was cooking broth on the opposite side of the room. Seeing Yu Yue's three heads were getting close to the fire, he quickly shouted, "Be careful with your hair, you're going to be caught by the fire!"
Only then did Yu Yuesan raise his head, rubbed his eyes and said, "Why are my eyes dazzled, I can't even see a needle clearly."
Shi Jiu put down the spoon and walked over to take the needle, "It's too dark in this room, or else I won't be sewing."
Yu Yuesan took the threaded needle from Shi Jiu's hand and looked at it carefully, "How can it be, the knees of your torn trousers are leaking out, we serious business people can't dress like flowers. "
Seeing Yu Yuesan wearing a half-new padded jacket, Shi Jiu thought that this dress looked familiar to him, as if it was the one he would wear during Chinese New Year.He still remembered that when Yu Yuesan used to have plays, he would wear a long gray gown in private. Although it wasn't very new, it was clean and tidy and looked very energetic.
"When I save enough money, I'll make you a long gown that fits well. You look good in a long gown, like a scholar." Shi Jiu smirked.
The needle and thread in Yu Yuesan's hands paused for a moment, and he continued to mend as if nothing had happened. He lowered his head and said casually, "What do you do with those? Like a prince."
Shi Jiu didn't hear the emotions in Yu Yuesan's words, and was still immersed in the good memories of Yu Yuesan's past image. He sat on the kang beside Yu Yuesan, and said with some excitement, "You will look the best when you tidy up! Change Minger Let's buy a capable one and go to the opera troupe, if you sing so well, there will always be people who will like it, and then you won't have to sing here."
Yu Yuesan glanced at Shi Jiu and smiled wryly, "Why don't I want to. But even Fuban has been disbanded. Although the Liyuan is big, where is my place?"
"It's better to sing here for one day," Yu Yuesan sighed, "If someone is willing to listen, maybe this show will not end."
Shi Jiu hurriedly said, "Why is no one willing to listen to it, but I like it very much!"
Shi Jiu's lips trembled, as if something was stuck in his throat, he closed his eyes tightly, even the eyelids couldn't help trembling.After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he opened his eyes, held Yu Yuesan's hands in his and said,
"Yue San, if you don't dislike me, I'd like to listen to you sing for the rest of my life."
Yu Yuesan turned her head to look at Shi Jiu, and suddenly remembered something, "I heard that Boss Bai Liansheng Bai has returned to Liyuan to sing again?"
Shi Jiu said with some indifference, "It seems so. I heard people talking about it at noon, saying that they are going to sing in Fengtian for a few months!"
Yu Yuesan nodded and said, "That's really great!"
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