A little cinnabar nevus between the eyebrows

The autumn rain is the most icy cold and desolate.

The city of Fuzhou is densely woven with a curtain of rain, and the Fushui River is hazy because of the rain. The moonlight at dawn has not receded, and the smoke cage is cold and the moon cage gauze is quiet and safe...

Although it was early in the morning, there was an evening twilight. A narrow boat floated on the Fushui River. The water moved with the wind, and the boat swayed slightly, making a slight noise, which seemed very pleasant.

There was a melodious play from inside the boat.

"I heard Qiao upstairs at two o'clock or four o'clock. My Hu girl Fenglian was crying in the small boat. It's rare to see Daddy and Daddy. If we want to meet each other, it's only in Nanke Mengjian. Mr. Tian didn't complain about the catastrophe, and it was quiet. Sit on the side, bow your head and sleep peacefully, and watch my husband and I carefully under the moonlight."

The voice stopped, and after a while, he continued to sing: "Okay~ what a handsome young man, he must have read poetry and books and has a lot of insight, he can kill the commander-in-chief's son, both civil and military, and he will suffer a lot for my father. He was originally a hero, brave and good boy. Who will take care of the lonely girl in the future? I have no relatives and no support. I am really pitiful. If I marry him as a relative, the girl will be safe in the future. I am afraid that he will be alone. I think I was born poor and humble, so I still can’t say anything about it. It’s almost three o’clock in the morning, and I wake him up to avenge my father. I’ll call my husband here, ‘Sanggong~ Xianggong’. The place of sleep was very sweet. I stepped forward and pulled him up, and the girl pulled the juvenile up. It was not proper to do so. I used my hands to shake the boat~shake~shake~shake~~~turn around"

At this point, the voice stopped, and the boat continued to rock gently. If you opened the curtain, you would find that there was no one else in the boat, only a boy who looked no more than 16 years old and a woman with a pale complexion.This young man's face was only delicate, but what was strange was that there was a cinnabar mole on the center of his brow, which was as red as make-up, filling in a bit of femininity.

"Mom, how is my song?"

The woman nodded, leaned in the cabin and said softly, "Shang Ke", and then coughed violently.

The young man lowered his eyes with guilt, "Drinking so much medicine, why is my mother's illness not getting better?"

"Hey~ It's like this every winter, but this year it's even worse. I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this winter."

"Mother, please don't say that, you teach me how to be a son"

The woman smiled lightly, looking extremely weak, "Are you going to the city today?"

"How can I rest assured that my mother is like this?"

The woman patted the scholar's hand reassuringly, "You can go there at ease. You can earn enough money soon, so you can take the exam in the future. How is your reading?"

"I just wrote an article a few days ago. I don't know what happened. Mr. Wang neither nodded nor shook his head."

"Next spring will be the provincial examination, my son should be more diligent"

"My son knows, but I will leave for Kyoto after the provincial examination. I will go to Kyoto for two or three months. I really can't worry about my mother."

"There is nothing to worry about! Drama is just a stopgap measure. You should be self-reliant in the future, seek a fame, and stay away from drama and writing as soon as possible. Now it is only two or three months away, and you are so indecisive. How can you be successful in the future!"

"What the mother teaches is that the son knows."

The boy slowly poured the medicine from the sand bowl in front of him into a porcelain bowl with a gauze pad, and gently placed it on a small table next to it.

The woman leaned half against the edge of the boat tent, looking at the rain outside the boat tent.

"Forget it, it's useless to talk. You should change your clothes first. Let's sing today's play well. Back then, "The Canoe" in "Butterfly Cup" was my mother's best play."

The young man nodded respectfully.

The rain outside the cabin was not slow, opened the curtain in front of the canopy, and saw a stunning woman came out, with flowers and tassels hanging on her forehead, which could cover her beautiful eyebrows, and her skirt was thin. A beautiful scene.Holding an umbrella in one hand and a skirt in the other, the woman stepped onto the pier in the slight drizzle.

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"Jiuyue, are you here?" A handsome young man greeted the visitor enthusiastically.

The woman just nodded slightly.

A petite girl ran over and hugged Jiuyue's arm, "Senior sister, you are here. Today, Wang Zhifu's house is very lively. The young wife of Wang's mansion gave birth to a son for the first time. Mr. Wang's house is full of people. Let's celebrate with a banquet!"

September smiled and patted her head, "Got it, let's go"

After entering the stage, it was the place where the troupe changed clothes and put on makeup. A middle-aged man saw Jiuyue and nodded to her, "Come on, how is your mother?"

"Well, it's okay, thank you, master, for your concern." Jiuyue raised her head and looked at the man with a smile, treating her benefactor who is as grateful as a mountain...

Chu Qikang nodded, and said to the little girl just now: "Ji'er, quickly help your senior sister put on your makeup."

"Got it!" The girl named Ji'er responded crisply.

Jiuyue walked into the inner room, pulled the curtain and changed into costumes, and casually rolled up her hair.

"Senior Sister, are you alright?" Chu Yunji asked softly outside.

"Yeah..." Jiuyue opened the curtain and walked out, sat in front of the vanity mirror, picked up a vermilion brush and dipped some powder on it, and began to draw slowly. Chu Yunji obediently walked behind Jiuyue to pull her hair.Drawing eyebrows, putting on powder, and after a while they finished their makeup. Chu Yunji put on the headdress for Jiuyue and fixed it a few times.

In September, the heavy flowers are gone, the warm sun is gone, and the bright moon is still there.

Someone yelled outside: "Jiuyue, it's your turn soon."

This play is "The Cangzhou", a twist of "Butterfly Cup". The hard-working and clever fish seller Hu Fenglian and her father depend on each other. Although life is hard, it is also comfortable.Unexpectedly, misfortunes happened, one day my father went to the street to sell salamanders, and met the handsome man, who didn't give money for selling fish, and my father argued with him a few words, and he beat my father to death.Tian Yuchuan, the son of the magistrate of Jiangxia County, saw the injustice on the road, and helped his father, but he didn't want to, but beat Shuaifuzi to death.

When Shuai Ye heard that his son was beaten to death, he became angry and wanted Tian Yuchuan to pay for his life, but Tian Yuchuan had no choice but to flee to Guishan.Fleeing to the riverside with nowhere to go, happened to meet Hu Fenglian's boat.When Hu Fenglian heard that he was helping her father, she rushed to rescue her, and saved Tian Yuchuan's life with her courage and wisdom.

Tian Yuchuan and Hu Fenglian sat in the small boat from noon to midnight. The two shared adversity and admiration for each other. After Tian Yuchuan gave Hu Fenglian a butterfly cup, the two fell in love with Guishan.

The joys and sorrows in the play are staged step by step, and Jiuyue sits on the stage and sings softly and slowly.

I just don't know, can I forget the reality?Can all sentient beings be turned upside down?

"Zang Zhou" is exactly the part where Hu Fenglian and Tian Yuchuan make love, and the young man who played against her is the young man from before, whose name is Shen Cunzhi, an old man in the team, and his singing skills are not bad, so Chu Qikang accepted it. He was a small student in his troupe and let him take the lead.After several years of development, the Chujia Class is no longer what it used to be, and there are more than a dozen people, but Jiuyue's status is slightly embarrassing, not too soon, not too late, but only three years.But she is Chu Qikang's second disciple, and she has a very high seniority in the troupe.Chu Qikang was Huadan when he was young, and it is said that he was famous for a while, but after he got married and gave birth to a daughter, Chu Qikang formed his own troupe and stopped talking.

Shen Cunzhi seemed to have a good impression of Jiuyue, but Jiuyue was also helpless, it was impossible for him to be with him in this life.The people in the play are like outsiders, laughing and laughing, just like in the past, staged one scene after another.

Step by step, the affectionate fisherman approached the sleeping young master leisurely, and after seeing the young master's face clearly, she backed away ashamedly, acting like a little girl.

On the stage, Hu Fenglian reluctantly sent Tian Yuchuan away, the butterfly cup in her arms was already warm, it was just a farewell tonight, and when will we meet again in the future.Jiuyue sighed inaudibly, and slowly exited the stage in a rowing posture.

At the end of the play, the old lady of the magistrate's family smiled happily and shouted "reward!", and the other wives saw the old lady happy and began to give rewards one after another.The old lady had a great-grandson with four generations living under the same roof. The prosperity of the family made her feel at ease, her complexion was rosy, and she looked very energetic.

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