Sweet and soft wife, spoiled by rough man husband

Chapter 170
Although Hongdou hummed, she was obviously pleased and had a smile on her face.

Then: "The child's name can be given to me. I can also read more books recently, and find a few simple, easy-to-remember and pleasant-sounding words for the child's name. That is, the child's name can be pushed back, but now , and me, what's my name?"

Hongdou couldn't help feeling sad.

Wan Qing was also worried, but he really couldn't help this time.

Seeing his daughter-in-law worrying, Wan Qing also kept carrying things in the room, saying a name when he saw something.

Hongdou said speechlessly: "So the name you choose can't leave this house? It's either a table, a bench, or a bed!"

Red Bean complained.

Wan Qing hehe, still making jokes: "Who says I can't get out of the house, I can still get out of our courtyard house. In my opinion, it's better to call it a courtyard house. It sounds so nice and grand!"

"Siheyuan? Go away!" Hongdou said disgusted, "It's really messed with the things at home."

but!

"Siheyuan?" Hongdou muttered the word, and suddenly a character appeared in his mind: Mr. Wuliu.

Yes, it is Mr. Wuliu.

That is Tao Yuanming.

She was one of her favorite poets in high school, and she also loves the name Mr. Wuliu, and she feels very relaxed and free when she hears it.

Now, how about she imitates one?
Then call him Mr. Sihe?

The more Hongdou thought about it, the more she thought about it, and then she slapped the table and made a decision: "You're right, I've decided, it's called Siheyuan, oh, no, Sihe, Mr. Sihe!"

"Mr. Sihe?" Wan Qing didn't realize it at first, but when he did, he couldn't help laughing, "Daughter-in-law, you really are called Siheyuan!"

"Hmph!" Hongdou said, "You are a courtyard house. I am Mr. Sihe. How could it be the same? Besides, no matter what the name is, as long as you add a Mr., it will make people feel tall, and there is a strong The literary atmosphere is the most suitable for falsification, oh no, for mysteries."

The red bean hummed.

She was still savoring her new name while chattering: Mr. Sihe.

At first, she thought the name was mediocre, but the more she read it, Hongdou felt more and more that the name was okay.

"So, if someone asks in the future, tell them that Mr. Sihe taught it." Hongdou made a decision, and told Cheng Ziyi the news by the way.

Naturally, Cheng Ziyi had nothing to say about this name.

only……

"Master, what exactly does this quadruple mean?" He didn't understand.

Hongdou cough cough, she doesn't know either.

However, in order to show an unfathomable appearance in front of his disciples, Hongdou still couldn't help explaining politely: "Sihe is taken from the six rhythms and five tones in "Hanshu Erkuan Biography", which praises the holy meaning ; Kagura is in harmony with each other, each with its own square image. It also refers to the harmony of heaven, earth, human and self.”

Red beans drop book bag.

She really doesn't understand either.

However, this seems to have really blinded Cheng Ziyi: "I knew that Master was unpredictable, this name is a good choice!"

"Ahem!" Hongdou felt guilty, how could she dare to say that this courtyard came from her courtyard.

Ugh!
Cheng Ziyi really felt good, and then: "It just so happens that many people have been pressuring me about my master recently. Since my master took this name, when people ask about it in the future, I will say that it was taught by Mr. Sihe."

"Excellent." Hongdou nodded.

They didn't know at this time that this casually chosen name would resound throughout Dazhao in the future.

It's just that Hongdou didn't want to continue a few topics at this moment, and asked Cheng Ziyi about his recent drama studies.

Because the time he spent with Hongdou was too short, even though he had learned a lot of operas, they were very shallow and did not go deeper, so Hongdou was still worried that he would not be able to grasp the essence of those plays.

Cheng Ziyi was very casual: "I will work hard."

"That's fine." Hongdou reminded him: "Master led the door in, practice depends on the individual, your original foundation is not bad, although you are being taught like a force-feeding duck, as long as you digest it well and practice a lot after you go back, these plays Sooner or later, it will become your own thing, and you will be able to sing your own flavor."

"I know, thank you Master for teaching me." Cheng Ziyi nodded deeply.

He decided not to go out until September.

"There is just over a month left, and I will practice drama at home. When I go to the county to sing opera in September, I will sing the few songs I know best!"

Those songs include: Tianxian Pei, Female Consort, Cowherd and Weaver Girl, Meng Jiangnv, Da Jinzhi, La Pei Lang...

A total of eight days of singing, 16 games in eight days.

Cheng Ziyi plans to prepare 8 new dramas alone.

Hongdou knew Cheng Ziyi's ambition just by listening to it. He really wanted to be famous.

However, it doesn't hurt too much.

"Since I handed over these dramas to you, it is for you to pass them on, practice hard, and don't smash our brand."

"I know, thank you master for reminding me, I will definitely not smash our brand, and I will not fall into the name of master!"

Mr. Sihe, let him spread the word.

Of course, Hongdou didn't know that Cheng Ziyi still had such great determination.

It's just that he's successful in doing things, and he's not anxious, so he's relieved.

But sometimes things happen that way.

As soon as September came, Cheng Ziyi's troupe arrived in the county.

And at that time, Hongdou was about to give birth, so she couldn't go to the county to listen to the play.

But from the news that came over, I knew that Cheng Ziyi was really a hit.

And because the drama is too good, Cheng Ziyi's name has spread to the capital.

Then came Mr. Sihe.

And his song Drunk with Golden Branches!

Wan Yanhai was in the capital, and he knew about this drama for the first time.

"Mr. Sihe?" Wan Yanhai muttered.

"Being able to come up with so many well-sung and pronounced words can indeed bear the name of a gentleman, but this person?"

Wan Yanhai had a plan in mind.

"Since this Mr. Sihe can write a play like drunk beating a golden branch, how about pointing directly at the imperial power?" Wan Yanhai said coldly, and soon he was looking for someone: "Go, find that Mr. Sihe for me."

The people below quickly started to do it.

However, Cheng Ziyi was easy to find, but there was no trace of Mr. Sihe.

"I just heard that Cheng Ziyi met a master by chance, and then Mr. Sihe tailored these operas for him. As for where this Mr. Sihe lives and what he looks like, no one knows." The person replied respectfully.

Wan Yanhai hummed: "Others don't know, but Cheng Ziyi should know."

"But he didn't say anything."

"Don't say it? Haha!" Wan Yanhai sneered, and when he turned around, he looked straight at the kneeling man with dark eyes, and sneered: "If he doesn't say it, you won't force it? Or you guys? The jailer has also become a bodhisattva?"

(End of this chapter)