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Chapter 337 Dream

After steaming the flower cakes for a day on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the six servants who have been trained to knead flower cakes for a day are already fully capable of kneading the dough.So in the evening after dinner, Fourteen asked them to make a pot of noodles, soaked in the dried and stored Sophora japonica, shepherd's purse, okra and bamboo shoots in spring.

On the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, steamed buns were made.

Four kinds of dried vegetables, together with fresh pork and fresh mutton, make a total of eight combinations of fillings, some are vegan, some are pure meat, and some are half meat and half vegetarian.

The boy at home is not good at making flower cakes, but there are quite a few people who can make buns. Today, there are two more people than yesterday, so they finished wrapping six large pots of dough very easily, and nearly a thousand of them came out.

The family cleaned a house specially, spread mats made of sorghum stalks, and hung a large piece of flower cake and a larger piece of steamed buns to dry.

On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Xiao Yan directed a few servants to work in a room next to his studio early in the morning, and Zuo Qiuyue was also directing beside him.Seeing that both of them were mysterious, Shisi didn't go up to ask what they were doing, just wait and see.

Near noon, the two of them finished working outside, and they came to report to Fourteen: "Mother, I hired a theater troupe to play cave puppet from outside, they will come over in the afternoon, how about we watch the performance at night? "

Grotto puppet, also called puppet show or puppet show, is a drama created by artisans using strings to manipulate paper figurines, light, shadow and dubbing.

"Which one of you came up with the idea?" Fourteen didn't say if it was possible, but asked first.

"I figured it out, please ask Ah Yan to help me contact the person." Zuo Qiuyue stood up and admitted, "Don't worry, that room has been remodeled, there is a screen in the middle, and the lights are on the troupe's side. They can not see me."

"Yes, mother, we are fully prepared to ensure that Master's appearance will not be seen by others." Xiao Yan followed, "And Master also prepared a veil, in case something happens, He can pick it up and cover his face in no time."

Seeing that both of them started to be cautious, Fourteen thought: Am I that scary?

"Where did you hire the team? What kind of play did you play?" She asked angrily.

"It's the famous Wu's troupe in the past two years. It just finished its performance in Xingyang half a month ago and came to Huangliang County." Xiao Yan said, "Mother, do you still remember that when we went out for darts last year, we were there Hedong watched their performance, and you said it was very good at the time."

"This time they are going to perform a new play that has never been performed before, and we promise to be the first batch of people to see it."

"So... Mother?" Xiao Yan looked at Fourteen flatteringly, just like Xiao Yan usually flatters him, "Can you let them come in to perform?"

"Aren't you all ready?"

Xiao Yan beamed with joy when he heard the words: "Master, look, I said that mother will definitely agree!"

……

Wu's class entered Xiao's residence separately when night fell, and was directly led into the renovated performance room.They often perform in rich people's homes, so everyone in the class is very well-behaved, and there is no need to remind them.

Sisi sat behind the dimly lit shadow screen with only one light on, watching the person across from him erect tools swiftly and quietly.Not long after, everything was ready.

"May I ask you sir, can we start performing at this time?" asked the class master.

"Let's start." Xiao Yan replied aloud.

"Yes."

A gong drum led to a libretto and started the whole performance.

"Dream into the mountains outside the world, there are big toon trees on the mountain. There is a white dragon on the tree, asking me where I came from..."

"The Legend of the White Dragon?" After singing the first four lines, Shisi immediately recognized which play it was.

Her eyes brightened slightly, she turned to look at Xiao Yan,

"Mother, did you hear it?" Xiao Yan sat aside and replied, "Yes, it's the Legend of the White Dragon."

"Whose idea is this?" Fourteen asked.

"Master asked me what you like, and I remembered this legend." Xiao Yan said, "We discussed it, and took it to Wu's class, and asked them to adapt it into a puppet play and perform it at home."

Fourteen looked at Zuo Qiuyue again. He was sitting at the farthest place from the lights, and he deliberately changed into a black shirt. The whole body was wrapped in darkness, but the outline of his face was very clear.

Zuo Qiuyue seemed to be aware of it, and when she looked at her, she also looked at her, and opened her lips and said, "If you like today's performance, you can ask people to line up a few more. Besides the puppet show, there are more It can be performed by real people, but the scenery is not very easy to build, and it needs more work.”

"But it doesn't matter. I'm not afraid of wasting time. Anyway, I have plenty of time, and I don't have much to do on weekdays. When you're busy going out, I'll teach Ah Yan martial arts and piano at home, and use the rest of the time to write libretto."

……

This Wu's class is worthy of being a famous team in Henan Province, and it really has real kung fu.In just half a month, a new play was arranged. The libretto is elegant and full of charm, the style of the soundtrack is also in line with the original work, and the movements of the characters are smooth and lively.Although I have just read the beginning, I can already see that it is a masterpiece.

Fourteen does not deny that she likes it very much, but there is still a problem - privately arranging stories written by others into a play, seems to infringe the copyright of the original author.

And the author is from this era, maybe one day he will be able to see a play composed of his own works.

This……

It doesn't seem so good.

But she didn't put it in a bad light, and she planned to tell the class master of Wu's class after the performance, asking them not to perform this play in public.

The performance lasted for an hour and a half, and it was already late at night when it ended.Xiao Yan arranged a place to live for Wu's class in advance, and the servant took them there after the performance was over.

Fourteen didn't have time to talk to the class master, so he said to Xiao Yan: "A Yan, when you send them away tomorrow, remember to tell the class master that they don't perform this play in public."

"Why?" Xiao Yan was puzzled.

"Because we just spent money to buy the book, but the story belongs to the author, and we have no right to authorize it for him."

"He agreed." Zuoqiu Yue suddenly said, "And he has already agreed to the class master of Wu's class. They can use this performance tonight in exchange for this story, and they can perform on any occasion in the future."

"...What do you mean by that?"

The play was over, and there were only four people left in the room.The candlelight on the opposite side was projected through the white screen, reflected on Zuo Qiuyue who was walking over, reflecting his smiling face.

"It means that Si Jiuzhou, the author of The Legend of the White Dragon, has already made an exchange with Wu Jiaban. He sold the story to Wu Jiaban. Wu Jiaban agreed to suspend business for half a month, concentrate on rehearsing new plays, and then come to perform."

Fourteen looked at the person with a smile on his mouth, and his thoughts turned: "You..."

"I'm thinking about Kyushu." The smile on Zuo Qiuyue's face increased a bit, his eyes shone slightly, and he looked at Fourteen Dao, "It's a great honor for my humble work to be liked by the lady."

……

Fourteen had a dream that night. She went to the fairy mountain outside the world written in the legend of Bailong, and saw the boy standing under the chun tree.

The young man was wearing a white robe. Although he was still young, his brilliance was already eye-catching.

She recognized who this person was at a glance, because his appearance was that of Zuo Qiuyue a few years younger.Especially those extremely agile double azure phoenix eyes, just simply looking at you, already radiant.

"Zuoqiu Yue?" Fourteen in the dream called out.

Hearing her shout, the boy smiled brightly and said, "I knew you would definitely come."

"You know me?" Fourteen asked, "Where is this? Are you waiting for me?"

"I can't find you, so I can only wait for you here. I know you will come to me. I have been waiting for a long time, and you are finally here."

Fourteen was about to speak, but the scene suddenly changed.The surrounding clouds and the toon tree that couldn't be hugged by more than a dozen people disappeared, and the young Zuo Qiuyue also changed his appearance. His face faded from immaturity, and he was dressed in Taoist robes. Officers and soldiers with knives broke into the house.

"Get out of the way!"

A ferocious soldier leader slashed at him with a knife, Shisi rushed over before he had time to think, pulled Zuo Qiuyue away from the long knife, and kicked him in the chest at the same time.

"Left..." Turning around again, the wrist she was holding suddenly disappeared. Where is Zuo Qiuyue beside her?

She immediately looked around, but saw that Zuo Qiuyue had already been escorted out of the gate of the Taoist temple, and the soldiers were riding on tall horses, bragging about pulling him to receive meritorious service.

"Zuoqiu Yue!" Fourteen shouted while chasing forward.

Zuo Qiuyue turned her head when she heard the shout, as if she recognized her, then struggled to break free from the officers and soldiers who were escorting him, and ran towards her.

"Fire arrows!"

"Don't!" Amidst the yelling of the fourteen eyes, countless arrows shot from the opposite side, piercing his chest and neck... and then countless horses galloped past, trampling him on the hooves of the horses. under……

(End of this chapter)