Tang Qianyan

On January 1, the fourth year of the Republic of China, Japan submitted the "18 Articles" to Yuan Shikai that mourned the country and humiliated rights.

On March 3 of the same year, 24 people in Shanghai held a rally against "Article 4" in Zhangyuan, and launched a campaign to boycott Japanese goods.

On the second day of the Zhang Yuan incident, Li Shaoheng saw the news in the newspaper and heaved a long sigh.

Japanese silk is far superior to Chinese silk in terms of quality and price. He is a businessman and cannot ignore his immediate interests.

At most, at most, some Chinese silk was mixed with his own silk. Li Shaoheng frowned and thought, if the workers' wages were cut again, it might lead to a strike.

Do you want to speculate?When Li Shaoheng was full of worries, it happened that Li Shunming came to pay his respects to him.

Seeing him, Li Shaoheng casually asked, "What are you going to do today?"

"I asked Feng Wen to go to the theater." Li Shunming said.

Li Shaoheng frowned in a rare way: "What play are you listening to?"

Li Shunming smiled: "Listen to the person in power playing a deception."

Li Shaoheng heard the overtones, and sighed slightly: "Don't get involved, this can't be controlled by you."

Li Shunming opened his mouth, then paused, and finally did not retort: ​​"Yes."

"It's all about country affairs, but not about family affairs." Li Shaoheng said: "I still want to enjoy family happiness, do you have a woman you like?"

Li Shunming was stunned for a moment, a little surprised: "Why did you ask this?"

Li Shaoheng's expression was flat: "It was at your age that I met your mother."

Li Shunming suddenly didn't know how to answer, this was the first time his father mentioned his mother in front of his family.

"Since ancient times, agriculture has been emphasized and businessmen have been suppressed. At that time, the status of merchants was too low. Your mother came from a wealthy family, and she and I are not in the same household." Li Shaoheng sighed again: "But in the end, I still have you."

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

Li Shunming was silent for a moment and asked: "What if, what if the person I like is also someone you will never accept?"

Li Shaoheng said: "If you like it, I will not reject it."

He spoke so firmly, but Li Shunming didn't dare to gamble.

This is a losing game.

"Then what if I don't want to marry a wife and have children?" Li Shunming asked again.

Li Shaoheng looked sideways and said, "That's because you haven't met someone you like enough! Could you be alone for the rest of your life?"

"No." Li Shunming answered honestly. For the first time, he began to seriously think about a question.

Can he go against his original intention and succumb to reality...

As April approached, Beijing was gradually warming up. Feng Wen wore a suit with a white lining, which was extremely rare, and the golden copper buckles were extraordinarily delicate.

When he met Li Shunming, the first thing he said was: "My engagement is at the beginning of next year."

"Just send me a wedding post," Li Shunming waved his hand: "Don't tell me anything else, I have no experience in marriage."

Feng Wen smiled and walked side by side with Li Shunming on the street.

"Why do you suddenly want to invite us to an opera today?" Feng Wen asked.

"I've been wanting to introduce someone to you guys. He Sheng doesn't know what he's been up to lately, so I can't get an appointment with him today." Li Shunming said, hailing two rickshaws casually, asked the price and got in.

Feng Wen was in high spirits, thinking all the way, what kind of person Shun Ming would introduce.

The rickshaw drove all the way, and finally stopped in front of the Chengyin theater building. Feng Wen got out of the car and looked up to see the bulletin board in front of the theater building, with several names written on it in ink. His eyes stopped on one of the names.

"Tangqianyan, Tangqianyan..."

"Come with me," Li Shunming signaled to Feng Wen, "I have a ticket."

Feng Wen nodded and asked, "Which theater ticket did you buy?"

"Boss Tang's <Lock Lin Bag>." Li Shunming replied.

Feng Wen couldn't help but look sideways, a strange feeling surged up in his heart, but he couldn't clearly grasp it. He vaguely remembered that Li Shunming had mentioned an actor during the last meeting, but he couldn't connect the two.

It seems that a link has been missed, an important link linking cause and effect.

Feng Wen was full of doubts, and followed Li Shunming to his seat.

This time, Li Shunming bought a seat on the side of the stage. After all, now that Tang Qianyan is well-known, tickets are no longer as easy to buy as they used to be.

From this position, Feng Wen could just see the couplets on the stage when he raised his eyes.

The other hall picks up the lotus pool score and comes to Yangliu Shuangsheng Ancient Music House to renovate the Yuefu

Reminiscing about plums in my hometown, hearing a partridge song, Yanwangtai as Yuewangtai

Feng Wen couldn't help sighing with emotion that the new dynasty was replaced by the old dynasty. After several spring and autumn, no matter how turbulent the times were, there were still people singing "Smoke Cage, Cold Water, Moon Cage Sand" and applauding.

After waiting for a long time, the show finally started.

Tangqianyan sang the section of Chunqiu Pavilion in Suo Lingsang, and played the role of Xue Xiangling in the dan role.

In the section of Spring and Autumn Pavilion, Xue Xiangling was getting married. Tang Qianyan wore a wedding gown embroidered with flowers and birds, and her red makeup more and more lined up her face to seduce all beings. When they got up, everyone's eyes lit up, and before they had to sing, they got a good reception.

The huqin was leisurely, and Tang Qianyan sang Xipi Erliu:

There is a storm outside the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, where the sound of sorrow breaks the loneliness.

There is only a sedan chair across the curtain, presumably the newlyweds are crossing the magpie bridge.

When the auspicious day is good, you should laugh, why should the shark bead turn into tears.

……

Tang Qianyan's singing voice was sometimes like floating clouds and catkins, floating in twists and turns, and sometimes it was like the Milky Way in the nine heavens, the sky was high and wide.

After a scene was over, Feng Wen came back to his senses and looked sideways at Li Shunming.

With a very faint smile on Li Shunming's face, he just looked at the people on the stage intently, as if there were stars shining in his eyes.

He also dreamed of him, with red makeup, black hair scattered on his shoulders, flickering candles, and promised with a smile.

"Feng Wen," Li Shunming said in a very soft voice, "I like him."

At this moment, Feng Wen was like a thunderbolt approaching him. He was so surprised that he could hardly speak. He suddenly understood what the missing link was.

Did Li Shunming actually like Boss Tang?

"Shunming, he's a man!" Feng Wen said while holding Li Shunming's shoulder tightly.

Li Shunming's face didn't change much, he just asked back: "Do you think I don't know?"

Seeing Shun Ming's expression like this, Feng Wen knew that he had made up his mind, so his gaze became complicated, and he didn't know how to persuade him.

When Feng Wen looked at the people on stage again, he was already biased.

Did Boss Tang use some means?