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Chapter 220 He Is the Hope of the Song Dynasty Literary and Art Circles

Chapter 220 He Is the Hope of the Song Dynasty Literary and Art Circles (Fourth Update)

That week everyone stood up and began to talk about their new works, and solemnly recommended this red-sleeved girl.

Naturally, the audience did not dare to be negligent, and cheered and applauded one after another.

However, when the music started and Zhou and everyone sat back, these people once again entered the mode of chatting with each other.

The topic they were talking about was about the "Han Palace Autumn" performed by Miss Fanlou Shishi today.

Regardless of Miss Shishi's makeup today, it's her singing and dancing, or her dancing, and that magical stage performance.

It has become a topic of discussion among these audiences. As for the libretto of the red-sleeved girl, it is indeed good for them.

But the impact of the song and dance drama they saw today was far greater than that of a mere masterpiece.

Seeing these friends who were invited by him, they are clearly sitting here, but the eyes of this group of people are vacillating.

The topic of discussion is inseparable from the "Han Palace Autumn" performed by Miss Fan Lou.

Hearing Zhou Bangyan's heart was full of evil, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only force a smile and continue to pull these people to cheer for the red-sleeve girl.

After singing a song, the applause of the whole house seemed so weak that even the enthusiastic comments in the past were not heard.

Sitting there, the red-sleeve girl who had worked hard and practiced repeatedly for a long time, if she didn't have a good face, and these people were all guests who spent money, she really wanted to just walk away.

In my aunt's territory, I don't discuss my aunt's singing, don't comment on Zhou Lang's masterpiece, but just gossip about Li Shishi's song and dance drama in Fanlou, are you here to smash the scene?
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An unglamorous feast of Zhou Jiajia's works appreciation ended in an extremely sloppy way.

Those guests have already left one after another, either they are going home, or they are hugging the young lady they are friends with and chatting about life and the distance.

Zhou Bangyan was sitting in the red-sleeved girl's room with a face full of helplessness at the moment, and the sound of the red-sleeved girl's low weeping was all around her ears.

The red-sleeved girl naturally wouldn't complain about Zhou Bangyan's example as a poet, but just said that she was too useless.

Unexpectedly, such a good libretto could not move and applaud all the audience tonight.

This caused Zhou Bangyan to comfort the red-sleeved girl in embarrassment, then found an excuse, and slowly left the red-sleeved girl's boudoir with a sad face.

Outside the house, the bustard saw the desolate-looking Master Zhou, and hurried forward to meet them.

"Why everyone Zhou came out? Could it be that my daughter is ignorant?"

"No, no, the old man has not returned to the mansion for many days, and I just finished dealing with things today, so I should go back to the mansion for a while."

The old bustard nodded knowingly, watched Zhou Bangyan go to the distance, turned around and got into the red-sleeved girl's room, at least to appease the pillars of the red building.

Don't be depressed, you must have strong self-confidence and the ability to fight against blows, so that you can tenaciously survive in the cruel competition of the oirans in the Goulan pavilion circle.

So what if he couldn't compare to Li Shishi?At least you got the excellent work of everyone in Zhou, at least you are better than most of the lovely people in the Goulan Pavilion in Tokyo.

The old bustard over there was consoling the red-sleeved girl, while Zhou Bangyan raised his hand to invite his confidant to follow Zhou Mo, and strode towards the red building layman.

Zhou Mo rushed up to his master with a dazed expression, and asked him why he suddenly got excited and left Ruanrouxiang.

Zhou Bangyan glared irritably at this confidant who was living happier than himself in the red building these days.

"It's been a long time since I went back to the mansion, and I happen to have nothing to do today, so go back and have a look."

Hearing the master's words, Zhou Mo curled his lips secretly, probably because there was something wrong with today's masterpiece sharing feast, and the beauties were displeased, so I couldn't take it anymore and decided to avoid the limelight first.

Don't even think about it, at the beginning you were the master and you insisted on confronting Fan Lou head-on, isn't it cool now?
Fortunately, Zhou Bangyan was walking at the forefront, and he didn't notice Zhou Mo's contemptuous eyes behind him at all.

Just as their master and servant were walking slowly, they suddenly heard the sound of hooves approaching from afar.

Zhou Bangyan and that Zhou Mo turned their heads to look at the same time.I saw the street behind, a carriage surrounded by dozens of riders, galloping towards this side.

And the other party also found this pair of master and servant, and some people even pointed in this direction.

Soon, dozens of people in this group came to the front, and slowly stopped with the familiar carriage.

The curtain of the car was lifted, revealing a very familiar face of Zhou Bangyan.

Zhou Bangyan quickly bowed his head and saluted. "The minister sees the official family."

The official Zhao Ji, sitting in the carriage, looked at Zhou Bangyan's master and servant playfully, and said with a half-smile.

"Zhou Qing doesn't need to be too polite. Didn't Zhou Qing go to Fanlou to enjoy "Han Palace Autumn" today?"

Hearing such an inquiry, Zhou Bangchan's eyelids twitched wildly, and his head lowered even more.

"I went to visit my friends today, but I didn't go to Goulan."

"So that's the case, that's really a pity, I went to Fanlou today, but I enjoyed a wonderful show.

The "Han Palace Autumn" is really wonderful, especially the Wang Zhaojun played by Shishi, he really comes alive, as if Zhaojun is alive..."

"Speaking of which, that child prodigy and number one scholar Gao Aiqing is really capable, and this song and dance drama "Han Palace Autumn" was written by him."

"Hehe, this is only an 11-year-old child. I really love him for being able to write such a sentimental, tactful and sad story."

"..." Zhou Bangyan stood with his head down, and the official Zhao Ji's self-conscious words came from his ears.

Those relatives and friends were chattering in his ears before, and now, the official Zhao Ji who robbed him of a woman is also chattering here.

These words fell into his ears, making Zhou Bangyan feel that the extra humiliation was enough for him to step on the horse.

Although Zhou Bangyan was complaining crazily in his heart, he didn't dare to show it on his face, he could only hum and chirp to show his agreement.

Seeing Zhou Bangyan's appearance, Zhao Ji, the official family, felt relieved for a while, and after showing off his beloved apprentice fiercely, with his woman, Zhao Ji, the official family, said to Zhou Bangyan.

"It's been a while since Zhou Qing's family returned to Tokyo. I don't know if there are any good works coming out these days?"

Zhou Bangyan didn't dare to be negligent, so he recited on the spot the masterpiece that he had created under the bed of the red-sleeved girl.

This made Zhao Ji, the official family, have to admit that Zhou Qing's family still has a talent in terms of talent.

"That's right, I really deserve to be you, Zhou Bangyan, just in time, I read Wang Jinqing's "Remembering the Old One: Candle Shadow Shaking Red" yesterday.

I feel that the whole word is affectionate and touching, and I love it very much.However, this work is not rich enough, and I deeply hate it. "

"Just in time, Zhou Qing, you joined the Dasheng Mansion, and you are good at writing about the love between men and women and the sorrow of parting, so you can write for me and add to the words..."

"..." Zhou Bangyan watched the official Zhao Ji and his party leave Yangchang, leaving his master and servant in this cold street.

Listening to the sound of hooves that were fading away, I thought of the eccentric words of the official Zhao Ji just now.

Zhou Bangyan's face was so pale that he was frightened, especially the official Zhao Ji praised the "Han Palace Autumn" compiled by the prodigy number one scholar Gao Zhang in front of him.

And the excellent work that I just recited on the spot just now received only two comments from him.

This made Zhou Bangyan feel more and more that the officials were sprinkling salt on his wounds.It is clearly saying that you, Zhou Bangyan, are too old and out of date, and that child Gao Zhang is the hope of the literary and art circles of the Song Dynasty.

"Master, what's wrong with you, master, don't scare me."

Zhou Mo saw the master standing in place covering his heart with his hands, his face so pale that it frightened people, he was so frightened that he hurriedly supported the thin Mr. Zhou.

"Old man, the old man is fine, let's go, hurry back to the house, the old man just wants to sleep well at this moment."

Zhou Bangyan waved his hands weakly, gritted his teeth, and staggered towards home.

It's a pity that I didn't bring my own mount here today, although the donkey was a bit frustrating as a mount.

At any rate, it is a tool for transportation, and now that I have soft hands and feet, I don't have to force myself to go on my way.

Even if you go to the Goulan Pavilion next time, you must bring it with you.

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It is not complicated to make a hot air balloon, but you can't use mud in the basket of the hot air balloon to build an earthen stove, right?
Therefore, a suitable iron stove is needed, and the best one is naturally a stove knocked out of iron sheets.

In front of Gao Zhang, there is a finished iron stove, which is completely made according to the drawings drawn by Gao Zhang.

This iron stove is very well made and light in weight, which is convenient for placing in a hanging basket. For the fuel used, Gao Zhang decided to first use high-quality coke produced by Gao's coking workshop.

After all, this fairy boat is used to show off to the faint emperor and master, not to fume the faint emperor and master, after all, we must pay attention to it.

PS: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's almost five o'clock, and I'm confused when I write it. I'll continue tomorrow.

 I'm sorry, sorry, it's almost five o'clock, and my head is dazed when I write it. I'll continue tomorrow.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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