Great Zhou Empress

Xue Zhijing rode his horse to the Xinchang Building.

This is a medium-sized restaurant with a two-story house. There is also a parking lot for horses and carriages outside. When you walk into the lobby, you find that there are many diners inside, and the business is very good.

The waiter came to greet Xue Zhijing, Xue Zhijing asked, "Is there a girl named Zhao Wutong coming to eat?"

The guy said, "Yes, but she just went out with my boss and said she was going to the suburbs for a martial arts competition."

Tournament?

Seeing Xue Zhijing's surprised expression, the clerk smiled and said, "Our boss knows kung fu, and Miss Zhao Wutong also knows kung fu. The two always compete with each other from time to time. They did it once in our store because they smashed a lot of tables. Later, our boss said they should go to the suburbs."

Xue Zhijing couldn't help laughing, he just asked for some food in the store and ate it.

The taste of his fried dishes is pretty good.

After eating, Xue Zhijing strolled to Lichun Courtyard again.

Originally, the Lichun Courtyard in Jiankang City was just a branch venue, but now it has become the home court of the Lichun Courtyard.

It's daytime now, but the theater is still full of people. Seeing Xue Zhijing, the waiter knew that the host was coming, so he hurried over to greet him.

Xue Zhijing followed the staff up to the second floor and sat down in the VIP room.

This is the reserved seat of Lichunyuan, which is reserved for the owner or some important people to sit, and it is not open to the public.

Xue Zhijing smiled and asked the buddy, "Where are so many people?"

The clerk smiled and replied, "Master Yingming, our Lichun Courtyard is now the most popular leisure place in Jiankang City, even more popular than Nawashe."

Xue Zhi nodded and asked, "What play is playing today."

"It's called "Expedition". It tells the story of a group of girls from the family of generals. Their father, brother, and husband died in battle. They go to battle and defend their homeland for the sake of the righteousness of their family and country."

Xue Zhijing: "..."

Well, these are the stories told by screenwriters from ancient times to the present.

Although for Xue Zhijing who has watched too many movies and TV series, such a story is extremely old-fashioned, but for this era when even storybooks are just emerging, such passionate dramas are extremely attractive.

The clerk served her tea, snacks and dried fruit, and Xue Zhijing started to watch it leisurely.

Lichunyuan is all female artists, and the only male artists are mostly jugglers, so the male roles are also played by women.

At that time, Xue Zhijing had the idea of ​​renovating the Lichun Courtyard. One of her goals was to give girls of this era one more possibility.

A stable job, a stable income, and an identity that is no longer personified, these are the gifts she hopes to bring to these girls.

I have to say that although the theme of this play is a bit old-fashioned, the story arrangement and the performance of the actors are very sincere. Although they also put on makeup and dressed up on the stage, they can make people immerse themselves in it, as if they are on stage. Feel like a true story.

rare.

Before he knew it, Xue Zhijing had finished watching the play, and the audience gave out thunderous applause.

This time, the following are all male audiences, and the voices are loud.

You see, such dramas are also effective in improving the image of women.

The repertoire of "Expedition" is over, and today's finale is Ting Lan's music performance.

When Ting Lan appeared, there was a commotion below, and some people even wanted to climb onto the stage. A group of men in black clothes stood in front of the stage, and everyone gradually calmed down.

Xue Zhijing touched his nose, a little confused.

so popular?

But this is Xue Zhijing's plan. The first time she listened to Ting Lan's music, she was held back by the power of it, so she later developed it as the core artist, hoping that she could grow into an influential power idol.This now appears to be a possibility.

So although she couldn't understand why these people were excited, she also felt satisfied.

Ting Lan's music is more proficient than three years ago, and there is more power in the music.

Presumably, in the past few years of her life, she has changed her previous fear of not being able to control her own destiny as the top card of the brothel, and has more firm beliefs in the future and life, which is why she has a sense of strength from the inside out.

Listening to her music, Xue Zhijing was lifted up.

Like a spiritual baptism.

A new idea flashed in my mind, music is so powerful, whether it is possible to form an orchestra with national orchestras and form a symphony model.

In fact, the elegant music played in the court also has the prototype of a symphony, and chime bells and guqin are occasionally played together.

Such an orchestra can perform in a large venue, allowing the composers to write some exciting repertoires. Dozens or hundreds of musicians play the same piece of music according to the command, and the drums and gongs play a shocking rhythm, which is enough Gives people a great shock in the soul.

Thinking of this, Xue Zhijing couldn't care less about listening to Ting Lan's second half, so he hurried out and went straight to the Jiaofang Secretary in the palace.

Jiaofangsi is essentially a collection of the Royal Music and Dance Troupe and the Royal Brothel. All large-scale events require Jiaofangsi's tricksters to perform music and dance, and the brothel part is only open to nobles and courtiers. According to the law, tricksters only Singing and laughing, courtiers will be punished if they have more demands.

After hearing Xue Zhijing's thoughts, the officials of Jiaofang Division were puzzled, "This? I haven't done it before."

"If you haven't done it, you can try it. I just need you to provide me with some different kinds of tricks, such as erhu, pipa, guqin, suona, etc. I can form them into an orchestra, which is also a new kind of music. Form." Xue Zhijing said.

The official smiled, "Aunt Xue, I didn't say that, you are really whimsical, there has never been such a practice, our Jiaofang Secretary plays music and dances for court ceremonies, what kind of orchestra is it, do you need the queen mother?" Madam, will you sit in the hall and listen to your performance?"

Xue Zhijing is the Shang Palace of the Shang Palace Bureau in the palace, and the Jiaofang Division is two departments. This official is a man, a formal official in the court, and a Beijing official. He doesn't need to please Xue Zhijing, let alone listen to Xue Zhijing's words The truth is that she was only received out of politeness.

"Aunt Xue, let me tell you, you are a court lady, just take good care of the maids and eunuchs in the palace. What are you doing all these things? Don't you know what it means to not be in the position and not seek the government?" The official smiled. "Oh, I forgot, you aunts in the palace probably haven't read the classics of the sages, understand, understand!"

He said that he understood, but the official's expression seemed to be ridiculed.

When Xue Zhijing left, she heard the official say to the women of the Jiaofang Division behind him, "Practice, what to look at, you women are just lazy, marry a man and you will enjoy life forever."

Xue Zhijing took a deep breath.

I came to the Jiaofang Division and suffered a gender humiliation.

Perhaps it was because she was too comfortable when she went to the local area with the identity of a female official. The local magistrate and other officials all valued her status in the court and made friends with her politely.

But it was only in the capital that the limitations of this female official's status were truly revealed.

Xue Zhijing seemed to have just started to understand again, the advice of being a virtuous concubine given by the Empress Dowager.

This suggestion is indeed not random.

……

Zhao Wutong and Yan Qi stood facing each other in the bamboo forest outside Jiankang City.

Zhao Wutong asked earnestly, "I said Yan Yi, you can come with me, I will find you any ingredients you want, I only have one request, that is, you will be my cook on my boat .”

Yan Qi shook her head, "I don't want to!"

Generally speaking, people who don't talk very much speak more concisely and with a little cuteness, Yan Yi is like this.

She was only 22 years old, much younger than the 29-year-old Zhao Wutong.

Yan Yi's mind is very simple, there are too many things in the world that she will not remember in her heart at all, there is nothing outside her heart, she is naturally pure.

That's why Yan Yi's overall appearance looks very immature, with fair cheeks, clear eyes, soft hair tied loosely on the top of her head, and a commoner clothes hanging on her tall and straight figure, she looks like a fair and clean teenager.

The rogue Zhao Wutong was inexplicably excited, and said with a smile, "If you don't want to be a cook, you can be Mrs. Yazhai for me, okay?"

Yan Yi's expression didn't change, and she said flatly, "Not good!"

Zhao Wutong was so angry that his teeth itched, this person was like this every time, he didn't say a few words, but a few words always seemed to end the topic, which was annoying.

But Zhao Wutong couldn't let go of Yan Yi, the braised pork she made was really delicious, after eating it, every time he went to the sea, he felt that the bird could fade out of his mouth, it was so sad.

So whenever she had a chance, she wanted to abduct Yan Yi into her boat.

But, she just didn't want to.

"Then what do you want?" Zhao Wutong asked through gritted teeth.

Yan Yi said flatly, "Aren't you the one who wants to compete? Come on."

Come on, come on, Zhao Wutong took a deep breath, pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and went straight to Yan Yi.

With her hands behind her back, Yan Yi dodged Zhao Wutong's first attack.

Her feet seemed to be on a hot wheel, and she walked on the ground as if she could walk on the waves, but Zhao Wutong's weapons couldn't touch her no matter what.

Zhao Wutong missed another hit, and asked angrily, "Have you ever practiced kung fu?"

"Yes!" Yan Yi said, stretching out her palm to brush Zhao Wutong's wrist, taking off her strength.

"What did you practice?" Zhao Wutong wanted to inquire about her kung fu so that he could prescribe the right medicine.

"do not know!"

"you!"

Zhao Wutong was really furious, but when she turned her head and saw Yan Yi's eyes as clear as the blue sky, she suddenly thought that what Yan Yi said didn't know might be because she really didn't know.

Could it be that she is something, an apprentice taught by Wu Chi Shenshan?

Isn't that how those scripts are written now?

"Then who is your master?"

"I don't have a master."

"Then who taught you kung fu?"

"My father."

"Who is your father?"

"can not say."

After this round of competition, Zhao Wutong, the pirate leader who played Xue Zhijing around and sold her to Liao Kingdom, not only failed to touch Yan Yi's clothes, but was beaten several times.

Probably once for the shoulders, once for the wrists, once for the back, and once for the chest.

Yan Yi seems to be following the rules of the martial arts competition, the so-called point to the end, really is the end of the point.

It's just that no one taught her not to touch girls' breasts casually?

Zhao Wutong blushed with anger.

Every time I can be pissed off by this wood.