Zha Gong's evolutionary path

At first, not many people came to see the play.

Xiao Qi handed out the orders for three days, ran from the east of the city to the west of the city, from the south to the north of the city, lost all his smiles and eyes, and then put those orders in restaurants, teahouses and inns.Whether he turned his back and was thrown into the street, he was naturally powerless.

The whole city of Yancheng was busy cleaning up the life after the waterlogging. Occasionally, some children who had nothing to do would drop out of school and come to play near the Town God's Temple together.Hearing the sound of gongs, drums, silk and bamboo, he ran to the stage, bit his fingers and stared at a scene or two. An Hansheng couldn't ask these hairless children to collect money, let alone rush out.

Fortunately, he has a calm temper, and he is not annoyed when he sees these tiger-headed and tiger-brained children sitting or standing around them.

Once I personally went to hug a boy who climbed up a very high tree in order to see the stage clearly, but couldn't get down by himself.He rolled up his sleeves and climbed quite high to catch him, rubbed the baby's head, and thoughtfully stuffed him with a candied haws.

Then Shu Sheng sighed heavily behind him, and he pretended not to hear it.

After watching the excitement, the children dispersed, leaving behind a pile of candy wrappers and dirty footprints.

Regardless of whether someone was watching or not, An Hansheng still asked Qi girl and the others to perform on the stage according to the song on the previous flyer.Except for the first day of stage testing, every day the costumes are well-dressed, there are at least one costume, the makeup is not lost, and the musical instruments that should be played are not removed. In front of the Town God's Temple in the wilderness, Shengsheng sang a melodious orthodox opera atmosphere.

Xiao Wu said angrily, after singing so many operas, the cheapest one was the beggar in the back temple, who didn't spend a penny and enjoyed it for nothing.

An Hansheng laughed, how do you know that we are not a disturbance to him?People may think we are disturbing people's dreams.

Having said that, none of them had ever seen the withdrawn beggar stepping out of the temple gate, let alone seeing him listening to an opera in Qianping.

An Hansheng put steamed buns and water on the threshold for three meals a day, and was not surprised to find that these things hadn't been touched the next day.The beggar didn't know whether he disliked this cheap food, or he had no interest in talking to him at all.

Once, An Hansheng found that the steamed bun had been touched, bit a few small gaps, and the water was reduced a little, and he was secretly relieved for a long time, thinking that the man was finally willing to eat something seriously; A stray raccoon cat was pulling his trousers and meowing loudly.

Forget it, An Hansheng thought helplessly, he didn't want to be in contact with people, maybe there was something sad about it, and it was useless to force it.

However, he still put steamed buns and water in rain or shine, because there was an extra cat, the steamed buns became two portions, and occasionally a little dried fish was added.

Those little children who watched the show for nothing, watched it on the first day, but were not satisfied, and invited their friends to watch the show the next day.

After watching the second day, I found that Yao Qi’s class did not chase people away. On the third, fourth, and fifth days, I ran happily to the Temple of the City God.

You pushed me and squeezed you one by one, and sat down on those wooden stools prepared in front of the stage with a shy face, and sat down without moving their buttocks for a long time.

On the stage they sang about love and concubines, they seemed to understand and hum along; when they sang about emperors and generals, they frowned and clapped their hands and yelled; I just watched you come and go on that table.I can't understand the turbulent dark tide, but fortunately I know how to distinguish the emotions on people's faces.

After all, it is a team with excellent singing and writing. Although it is down and out, even children can feel the captivating skills.

Among them, what they especially like is An Hansheng's sword dance.

An Hansheng's sword dance is a six-day round. No matter whether the audience is a rich man with a discerning eye, or an illiterate commoner, even these ignorant and uneducated clay dolls, whenever he mentions That wooden sword can dance a set of beautiful sword moves that are so exquisite that no one can pick out any stabs.

At any time, as long as he is on the stage, he will never shirk away. He is so serious that it seems that he and the sword in his hand are the only ones left in the whole world.

The people of Yancheng followed the sound to find their dolls who would never go home, and found the Temple of the City God. They stood on the Qianping and watched the play of Yaoqi Troupe for a while, applauding loudly.

Pass it on to ten, ten to a hundred, and gradually, there are finally people who are willing to spend money and go to the theater without hesitation.

Yao Qi's class opened for more than half a month, and finally started to make money back before An Hansheng's 50 taels of silver was spent.

After the day's show, Luomei took the copper basin and walked around in circles. Copper coins and broken silver were poured into the copper basin that had been dry for many days.He walked in front of all the people watching the theater, and when he was walking back, someone added some more to the basin.

Luomei's face, which had been full of worries all the time, finally had a little more smile after the rain.

"Master Han, the intermittent income these past few days is not bad. If we add another game every day, we will get more money." He took the copper basin back, and while checking the amount inside, he told An Hansheng road.

An Hansheng said: "It's enough for what's needed, I'm afraid Qi girls and the others won't be able to bear it if I add more drama."

Their team is already short of manpower, and everyone has multiple roles, such as Qi girl singing Huadan and Tsingyi, and sometimes guest acting as a niche, even if they are young, their bodies can't handle it.

Sometimes he felt distressed, so he put on his own makeup, put on his clothes and went to replace Qi girl, and started to sing, his tone was comparable to that of Qi girl, and his figure was also soft and beautiful.

But when a man sings a woman's voice, it hurts his throat, so Shusheng doesn't allow him to act as a substitute.

Although Qiuniang can play one or two roles, but her voice is not good, so she can only act as a show and cannot make a sound.Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi have deep voices, and they can only play male roles such as Wu Sheng, Xiao Sheng, Jing Jiao, etc. They are powerless and can't help Qi girl.

Luo Mei naturally knew the situation of Yao Qi's class, so she had no choice but to keep silent after hearing what he said.

Girl Qi took off her makeup, ran over sneakily, rubbed against An Hansheng, and acted coquettishly with a long playful voice.

"Master Han~~~~ After a few days at the Yancheng market, my lord promised to pick a new hairpin for my servant~~~~~"

This girl, it's hard for her to be distracted by inquiring about this kind of gossip because she's busy performing on stage all day long.

An Hansheng laughed and said, "You go with Xiao Wu and let Xiao Wu choose for you."

Shusheng said from the side: "How can that be done! Girl Qi is gone, who will act?"

An Hansheng said: "She has been really tired for half a month, let her take a day off, and I will play for her on the day of the market."

Girl Qi clapped her hands and cheered, looking like she wanted to hug An Hansheng and give her a kiss.Shusheng gave him a threatening look, stopped him with a smile, and turned his back to Xiaowu to report the good news.It was not good for the two of them to spend time together in front of everyone, so they hid behind the temple.

An Hansheng suddenly heard girl Qi snort, and said behind the temple: "Why is there a pheasant here?" She poked it, was startled, and pushed Xiao Wu again, "Hey, it's still alive!"

After a while, Xiao Wu walked up to An Hansheng with a struggling pheasant whose legs were tied by a cloth rope.

"Master Han..."

He showed An Hansheng that the pheasant had no wounds all over its body except for the broken wings, and it was struggling vigorously, obviously not long after it was placed behind the temple.

Shu Sheng was stunned: "Which theater watcher forgot this?"

After thinking about it, it was wrong. They used the ruined temple as the backstage, which was separated from the stage in Qianping.Those people would naturally stay in front of the theater when they were watching a play, and no one would go to the backstage by mistake.

Ask Qiu Niang who has been staying in the temple, Qiu Niang also shook her head, saying that she did not see anyone coming from the front of the temple.

An Hansheng looked at the bulging pheasant that was vigorously writhing, a slight guess passed in his heart, and he smiled slightly.

"Keep it away." He smiled at Qiu Niang, "It happens that everyone has worked hard today, so I will stew this chicken tonight, and bring some wine for Uncle Ranunculus and the others to taste."

Seeing his expression, Shusheng suddenly understood something, and couldn't help frowning: "Does that beggar know how to reciprocate?"

In return, Qiu Niang stewed the pheasant that night, and after cooking, she specially brought a bowl of white rice filled with half a bowl of chicken and put it on the threshold behind the temple. An Hansheng also ordered a small jug of wine to be placed.I went to see it the next day, and the raccoon cat was squatting in front of the bowl of chicken and rice, eating happily, but the small pot of wine was gone.

After that, every now and then, some living things would appear on the threshold, game such as hares, pheasants, quails and pigeons, and occasionally fresh fish, spitting bubbles on the threshold.If they were too late to pick them up, the cihuamao would eat them unceremoniously and leave them with a pile of fish bones.

But the next day, the number of fresh fish will be more, and there will be a few left for them after feeding the cats.

At first, I thought that An Hansheng's behavior of giving steamed buns and water to that silly beggar was purely superfluous, but they found that although the beggar didn't like to be close to others, he still had such a heart to repay his kindness, and gradually he no longer He opened his mouth and kept talking about driving people out.

The number of people watching the theater gradually increased and became a large scale. Every day at dawn, there was a circle of people sitting in front of the stage waiting for the opening.Among them are those who like to listen to old dramas, some who like to listen to storytelling that is currently compiled and sung, and some even want to listen to flower songs.

As long as the time permits, An Hansheng basically meets the needs of these spectators by default, and Qi girl is not coy, she can impromptuly perform the eighteen touches that are popular in brothels and Chu halls with her eyes rolling, and she can sing straight Everyone in the audience felt itchy and applauded.

But the vast majority of people still came for An Hansheng's sword dance.

After all, it is not uncommon to be able to sing, and it is relatively rare to see a handsome man who can dance a woman's charming and gentle sword dance out of different realms of majestic momentum or high mountains and flowing water.

Especially when An Hansheng played back in Tsing Yi, he was tall and tall, with picturesque eyebrows, soft and graceful movements, and a clear singing voice without the rough voice of a man. Can't take my eyes off it.

On the day when Yancheng went to the market, the weather was a bit gloomy and cold, with a few faint dark clouds hanging overhead.

Girl Qi took Xiao Wu to pick hairpins in the city early in the morning. She was very relieved, because she knew that An Hansheng alone could draw the attention of the whole audience.

Qiuniang put makeup on An Hansheng in the temple, her slender willow-leaf eyebrows smudged from her temples, and her thin lips slightly pressed the rouge, adding a touch of bright red and plumpness to her water-colored lips.

Qiuniang took half a step back, looked at him carefully for a moment, and said with a smile, "It's done. If there is more blood on Master Han's face, this rouge and gouache probably don't need to be applied, and he can go on stage directly."

An Hansheng looked at himself in the bronze mirror, even though his face was covered with rouge, he still showed a little paleness.In the past few years, whenever there was a slight change in the sky, his body could feel it immediately. When he woke up this morning, he already felt a little stuffy in his chest.

He covered the bronze mirror face down calmly, and said with a smile: "Girl Qi is naturally beautiful, she can use makeup, but I can't, I'd better trouble Qiuniang to put some more fragrance powder on me."