I write novels in the East Palace

The person who came to deliver the tickets was Xu Rui, the son of a young prince, who rode that swan brother and flew into the courtyard very coolly.

Brother Swan probably hasn't seen him for too long, the scar has healed and he forgot the pain, he is holding his neck high, shaking his feathers, walking two thin legs, stopping from time to time, twisting his body to show himself proudly.

Birds are obsessed with their feathers, roughly like people are with their hair.Zhou Chengyi's eyes fell on its feathers as it wished, with a bit of meaningful contemplation.

"What are you looking at?" Xu Rui asked a little strangely.

Zhou Chengyi said, "It's nothing, your swan has so many feathers."

He remembered the quills in his drawer, and it seemed that there were not many left. Now that Brother Swan's feathers had grown back, it was time to grab them.Zhou Chengyi thought so in his heart.

The innocent Xiao Shizi didn't know the deep meaning in his words, showing the same pride as Brother Swan, "I just said that I am well-raised."

"It's really good, Xiao Shizi puts his heart into it." Zhou Chengyi praised in agreement, lingering on the feathers that were even more shiny than before.

Brother Swan suddenly spread his big wings in an attacking manner, and looked around alertly, as if he had sensed the lingering malice.

However, although Zhou Chengyi coveted Brother Swan's lush feathers, he would not do it in front of Xu Rui. After the two finished their business, Zhou Chengyi got the ticket, and Xu Rui walked away with his big white goose swaggeringly.

Ever since the rehearsal of the drama "Different Ways" was confirmed, Princess Huimin has moved out of the palace. Although Zhou Chengyi did not participate in it anymore, Princess Huimin would come to sit with him every time she entered the palace and talk about the rehearsal encounters. The problem.

According to what Zhou Chengyi knew about the progress, the play had actually been rehearsed long ago, and it was only a matter of going on stage. The problem still lay in the theater.

Fu Qian said that the "New Pear Garden" was to be built. However, Rome was not built overnight. Naturally, it took a lot of manpower and material resources. From design to laying the foundation for construction, it took several months even if it was rushed.

Princess Huimin is actually not in a hurry, she really wants to show it, but it's just a matter of waiting, after all, this repertoire will not be buried here.

Then the members of the team couldn't wait.

Hua Jianyue is fine, her voice is bad and she has no play to sing for a long time, this play is better than nothing for her, so her mentality is very healthy.

Miss Meng Lian is very young, it was her prime time, she was very ambitious and devoted all her energy to this new repertoire, but the rehearsal was completed but she couldn't make it, and in a blink of an eye, her younger brothers and sisters came on stage and sang a few times Gradually becoming famous on the stage, and because she hadn't appeared on stage for a long time, she has gradually faded away.

She couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and her mind was a little distracted.

Princess Huimin saw these things in her eyes, and finally took the initiative to discuss with Fu Qian. The two reached a consensus and decided to stage a test of water in the Liyuan first.

However, I don't know whether it was intentional or a true coincidence, from the end of the year until February, the table in Liyuan has not been vacant.

Waiting and waiting, instead, they waited for the new theater named "Yunmeng Theater" first.

Princess Huimin quickly arranged the performance, and Fu Qian also deliberately asked the newsboys to promote it more when they walked around the streets.

It can be said that the process is quite tortuous and not easy.

Zhou Chengyi was really curious about what kind of plays rehearsed by the ancients, so he would definitely join in.

As the original author and partner, he naturally didn't need to charge tickets if he wanted to see it, but he specially asked Princess Huimin to keep the tickets because he had promised Ou Luoye earlier.

He originally planned to give one ticket to Ou Luoye and Fang Guanyan, but the plan couldn't keep up with the change. The envoy set off for the coastal port earlier, and it should be on board by now. The extra ticket can only He used it.

When Zhou Chengyi took the ticket to look for it, the missionary was at his desk translating something, looking at the dictionaries such as "Erya" and "Hanshu" spread out in front of him from time to time.

Zhou Chengyi saw that he was putting on a good posture, and thought it was some amazing translation, but when he stepped forward to see it... it turned out to be "Fox Dream" written by him.

"...I thought you were just joking." Although Zhou Chengyi heard Ou Luoye praise himself once, but he never heard him mention it when getting along with him, so he didn't really feel it. How could he know that Ou Luoye had already started to translate in a blink of an eye.

And it's been a while since I've seen progress.

Ouloye looked at him strangely when he heard the words, "Why do you think so? This book is very well written! Yan also thinks so." What he didn't say was that half of the translation was done by Fang Guanyan.

Having said that, Ou Luoye, who didn't know the identity of Zhou Chengyi's prince, became happy, and said, "You can't escape if you come today. I will definitely report to the emperor to move your work here."

Zhou Chengyi smiled with a guilty conscience. His last job as an assistant was only to translate a book, but it was put on hold due to various things. However, Fang Guanyan was still there at that time, and there was no difference between him and him.

Translation itself is not difficult to do. What is difficult to do is to make the translation precise in meaning and at the same time inherit the artistic conception of the original text, so translation is actually a second creation.

Zhou Chengyi himself prefers to be original, but it's okay to just be an assistant to help out.

"I'll talk about this later. I'm here today to give away tickets. The drama "Different Ways" will be performed tonight. Is the priest interested?" Zhou Chengyi took out the tickets.

Ouloye knew what it was after listening to the drama, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he immediately put down his pen and stood up without saying a word, "Let's go!"

The piece of land that Fu Qian chose was on the outskirts of Kyoto, covering a very large area. The overall design is a bit like Zuichun Tower, but the details are more elegant.

The stage is very large. For a better viewing experience, the hall on the first floor has a step design similar to that of a movie theater, but the platform is wider. A fruit plate for snacks is placed, and there is a table for every three people.

The hall on the first floor can accommodate more than [-] people, and its height is comparable to a palace. It can be seen that the construction cost is expensive, and there are boxes on the second and third floors above it, which are not yet open.

Not to mention that Ou Luoye was amazed, Zhou Chengyi was amazed at the wisdom of the ancients.

They came relatively late, the hall was already full of people, many acquaintances were greeting each other, it was quite noisy, and they really couldn't find their seats for a while.

Fortunately, Fu Qian should have expected it a long time ago, and arranged a lot of waiters.

"Ah, you two are distinguished guests in the first row! Please follow the villain." The attitude of the waiter was extremely respectful.

The superior specifically reminded that it is easy to say that the other guest officials are offended, but the distinguished guests in the first row are really extremely expensive and must be served carefully, even the little father-in-law who is the backer behind their "Yunmeng Theater" is not He must be able to offend him.

Zhou Chengyi and the two followed the waiter and found that there was already a Prime Minister sitting on the table.

He took off his official robe and cap today, and was wearing an ordinary long gown. He was slowly sipping tea and eating dried fruit. Just by looking at his face, he looked like a young literati. The theater is very out of place.

Both were outside the palace, and the two saluted casually.

After everyone was seated, Zhou Chengyi sighed and said, "It's a pity, I originally reserved this ticket for Guan Yan."

Prime Minister Fang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that this must have been deliberately arranged by Fang Guanyan looking for Fu Qian, and his son's admiration for Zhi Ge was really blatant.

Prime Minister Fang thought about it and smiled, "Don't be sorry, my ticket is also for Guan Yan."

Zhou Chengyi blinked hesitantly, "Such a coincidence?"

"Fate." Prime Minister Fang's tone was meaningful.

The two spoke a few more words, and Zhang Xianren, who was in charge of the narration and had previously presided over the debate competition in Zuichunlou, walked up to the stage with a brass bell and walked around twice, shouting the opening speech as a reminder:

"Here is a fox called Yunmeng, who was born with a peculiarity and caused troubles. His parents were exiled and suffering, and he turned into a young child and went down the mountain. Mrs. Pianpian Xu Laishen, a romantic man in his prime, kind-hearted and kind to help, but it turned out to be a skinny fox .”

clang!

A crisp sound reverberated and resounded in the theater, all the open flames were blown out, the heavy curtain of the stage was slowly opened, and Shen Jue, who was Hua Jianyue's reverse character, slowly walked out of the stage door slender and straight.

Zhou Chengyi found that there were two empty tables next to him, and was puzzled for a while, but he was soon attracted by the performance on stage.

"Special Way" is divided into four acts:

In the first act, Xiao Yunmenghu lived in the village until he left because his identity was exposed; in the second act, the relationship between Yunmenghu and Shen Fuzi gradually changed to the final love; in the third act, the explosion The strongest tortured each other until Shen Jue died; the last scene was followed by Jiu Banxian.

When Zhou Chengyi wrote the script, he didn't use reverse order. He deleted the part where Yunmenghu recruited into Meng at the beginning, and started directly from picking up Xiaoyunmenghu.

In the first act, there is a fighting scene, the rhythm is relatively lively, and it is very fascinating. The two leading actors are both singing operas, and their lines are very good.

Although there are still flaws, it is still a good work.

After all, even Zhou Chengyi watched it with gusto.

At this moment, a group of people came late, and they should be the guests at the empty tables in the two chapters. They were late, and they didn't know how to bend down when they passed by.

A string of black shadows passed by, Zhou Chengyi felt speechless and could only comfort himself in his heart: this is ancient times, there are no rules for watching movies, that's all.

So he calmed down.

But it's not over yet.

A group of people came in, a man, two women, a child, and two attendants—why were they sure to be two attendants? Because those people sat down, but the two stood behind the man, blocking the audience in the second row , causing a brief commotion, and finally the man asked the two attendants to sit down before giving up.

The two women should be the wives and concubines of the man. They sat at the table with their children. One of them seemed to be in poor health. After sitting down for a while, he coughed twice. The other had a mild temper and quickly poured tea for her.

"What's this talking about?" The woman in poor health asked in a low voice. I wonder if Zhou Chengyi is sensitive, but I always feel that the voice is a bit familiar.

"I don't know, I just heard that it seems to be a very powerful work." The answering voice was thin and weak.

The little girl said crisply, "It's Mr. Zhi Ge's "Fox Dream" Stealing Dream Scroll. Master Ye told us that it is a pioneering work."

"The evaluation is so high?" Both of them were a little surprised by the work that created a genre.

"The writing is really good." The man seemed to be Zhige's book fan, and he sorted out the plot of The Dream Scroll, as if he was talking about the rise, and commented, "The Dream Scroll is sincere and good, but It is far inferior to the previous two volumes, especially the Yin Bing volume—”

Having said that, he paused before saying, "The last one planted a flag on the grave, there is no other description, but the simple words are worth a thousand words."

"Stealing the scroll..."

"Brother, when are you going to talk about it?" The man heard a familiar voice suddenly cut in, and the conversation stopped abruptly, and he heard Zhou Chengyi say quietly, "If you want to introduce the plot, please go out and talk about it, now watch the drama quietly okay?"

In fact, their voices were not too loud, but Zhou Chengyi was at the next table to them, and they were too close. Although they couldn't hear what they said clearly, they still heard the general sound.It's like mosquitoes buzzing in your ears when you're going to sleep, but you don't care about it during the day, it's the quiet environment that magnifies it infinitely.

Zhou Chengyi endured and endured, but he didn't expect this man to become more and more enthusiastic, so he had no choice but to "turn on the light and get up to fight mosquitoes".

In the suffocating silence, the woman suddenly coughed. The muffled cough sound was a bit strange. It was different from the previous one. It was a bit like... laughing out loud and using a cough to cover it up?

Zhou Chengyi tilted his head feeling strange, and before he could look over, he heard a sentence, "... Got it."

The man was silent, and added, "Sorry."

"That's about the same." Zhou Chengyi muttered, and then he focused on the stage, so he didn't see the bright vibration in Prime Minister Fang's eyes, looking at him as if he was looking at some kind of warrior.

But soon, Zhou Chengyi knew.

In the last scene of the play, the audience was a little quiet, only the sound of pouring wine on the stage was heard, and everyone was gradually brought into the play. Some girls couldn't help but choked up when they saw that they shared the jar of wine buried in the wedding, but it was very difficult. Quickly stop again.

"Farewell today, life and death will never be seen." Miss Meng Lian, who played the role of Yunmenghu, smiled with tears in her eyes, and respected the wine bowl in her hand, "From now on, you will be your fairy in the clouds, and I will be my guest on earth." !"

After she said that, she drank the wine in the bowl, and the tears in her eyes stubbornly made her eyes red. She turned the empty wine bowl upside down to indicate that she had finished drinking it, and wiped the wine stains around her mouth with her sleeve. "The absurdity of the previous life is a Nanke dream, forget about it."

"Forget...that's fine." Shen Jue looked at her quietly for a while, raised his head and drank the wine, then watched her leaving back, and repeated in a whisper, "That's fine."

The narration reads the poem of Banque: "Half a lifetime of wandering dreams, a frontal smoke. The autumn white clouds return to the sky, and the fairy in the dream will not be seen."

Shen Jue's figure was lost in the darkness, and the last light followed Meng Lian's back, when they heard the sound of a gavel shaking the sky, everyone subconsciously followed the sound and looked back.

Zhang Xianren didn't know when he stood in front of a square table, with only one candle flickering in front of him, his plain robes, his folding fan lightly closed in the air, and said with a sigh, "From now on, There is no more Yunmengfox in the world, only the wine half-immortal deep in the alleys of Chang'an who brews wine from dreams."

"Brush!" The folding fan was opened, the candle was extinguished, and the copper bell sounded in the darkness as the end of the show ended.

With a sound of clang, the audience suddenly lit up, and when they suddenly turned their heads and looked at the curtain that had already fallen, the drama ended in nearly an hour, but many people couldn't recover for a long time.

"The performance is really good." Someone said, "This volume is already like this, and I don't know how majestic the other two volumes are. This Mr. Zhi Ge really deserves to be everyone."

Zhou Chengyi hadn't gotten used to the sudden strong light yet, and was rubbing his eyes. Hearing these words, he subconsciously looked over, and then saw two familiar faces, one he knew his brother's birth mother, Concubine Min, and the other was definitely never seen before. , but inexplicably familiar.

"Fourth brother." The girl called out crisply.

"Lvwu?" Zhou Chengyi turned his eyes to look at the little girl at the same table, and finally understood why that woman looked familiar. It turned out to be Princess Luwu's biological mother, Concubine Chen.

——Wait, if this is Concubine Min and Concubine Chen, then the man who came with them wouldn't be...

Zhou Chengyi turned his head abruptly, and saw that his cheap emperor father was wearing casual clothes, sitting at the next table drinking tea calmly.

Zhou Chengyi: "..."

Is it too late to retract what I said earlier?

It is definitely impossible to withdraw, Zhou Chengyi even discovered a secret, "Father, didn't you say that you prefer to steal the scroll?"

In front of my face, he said that the stealing scroll was well written, but behind my back, he began to praise the Yinbing scroll. Good guy, why does this old boy still have two faces.Zhou Chengyi complained in his heart.

The emperor frowned slightly, put down the tea cup, and said solemnly, "Didn't you tell me to shut up?"

Zhou Chengyi was instantly as quiet as a chicken.

The author has something to say: the menstrual period and the vaccine made me a little uncomfortable, dizzy, weak, sleepy, and painful, so today I only have [-] to [-].

Go back to the city tomorrow and see if I can get more codes, okay?

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Zhou Chengyi: Please immediately give me a button to undo what I said an hour ago.

Emperor: Make arrangements for me too.

感谢在2021-05-2223:07:11~2021-05-2317:28:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Meow~ 2; Baijiu Yunyan, just ask if you are right, cry for the beautiful love of others, Hua Yuxi 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：瓜皮皮皮50瓶；梁一树、晋江20瓶；野猫不定居、八碗、彼方有岸、东皇娇娇、蘭灵、活泼的秋喵10瓶；天天8瓶；即为容客7瓶；吃货日常、九月二十末5瓶；七耶3瓶；黑白色调2瓶；洛洛、木沐沐OvO、为别人的绝美爱情痛哭、笺墨1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!