Traveling through: I rely on space to raise the sick Wei Wang

Chapter 142

"The theater troupe has arrived in the village, and the stage will be set up soon. The location is in an open space one mile outside the village. The show will start on time. Everyone must come."

As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar in the crowd.

"Oh my god, did I hear you right, the concubine said she would invite us to a play!"

"I heard that too, you heard me right, that's what she said."

"It's the first time I've listened to an opera when I've grown up. It's said that rich people in the city listen to it for fun. I want to join in the fun!"

"Yes, I used to pass by the theater in the town, and occasionally I could hear a few words when there were not many people. I didn't expect the princess to be so thoughtful. She not only gave us money, but also invited the theater troupe to relax us. "

"..."

In their view, Xu Ruqing is no different from a god, even more reliable than a god, because they can always find surprises with her.

"Don't make any noise, listen to the princess first." Xu Laoqi said loudly, suppressing the noisy crowd.

"Everyone can go back and make preparations for the theater now. Uncle Xu, I need your help with something."

Xu Laoqi was stunned: "Princess, please tell me."

"That's it..." Xu Ruqing approached Xu Laoqi and said with only two audible voices.

The more Xu Laoqi listened, his eyes widened.

"This matter will trouble Uncle Xu."

"It's a trivial matter, and it's not troublesome. If that's the case, then I'll go first."

"Ah."

Xu Laoqi put down the hoe in his hand and followed the departing crowd.

At this moment, Xuan Ye also came back from finishing his work, Xu Ruqing obviously felt light footsteps coming from behind her, she turned her head to look at him: "How is it, how is the matter going?"

"Princess, don't worry, that person will definitely come."

"That's good. The protagonist is in place, and the show is about to begin. Let's go, let's join in the fun."

"Yes."

It was a deadly cold winter, and the wind blowing from the northwest hit the face like a knife, and the nose and cheeks were blown red in a short while.

The leaves on the dead branches creaked weakly, resisting the ravages of the cold wind, making the last struggle.It was bleak to the eye, and there were footprints of different depths and sizes on the muddy path, and they all faced the same direction.

People covered themselves tightly with overcoats, and walked hurriedly on the road in twos and threes. The old men happily chatted and bragged, while the daughters-in-law and women carried their children on their backs, discussing the good harvest this year.

Xu Ruqing was very satisfied to see the crowd gradually increasing in the audience. She originally thought that few people would be willing to listen to such a bad day, but she didn't expect that there would be more people behind the stage, and the small open space would be crowded in no time. Full of it.

"Miss Xu."

A familiar voice sounded behind him, Xu Ruqing turned around and saw that it was Chen Shixi whom he had just met yesterday.

"Master Chen, you are here."

Chen Shixi's complexion looked a bit unwell, and it was unknown whether it was because of his too thin body, which gave Xu Ruqing an inexplicable illusion that a gust of wind could blow him down.

Chen Shixi smiled politely: "Miss Xu kindly invites you, of course I'm coming."

It is difficult to say that the hospitality is hard to turn down, but Chen Shixi knew in his heart that this was likely to be a grand banquet.

He already knew her identity, but he deliberately acted like he didn't know anything in order to hide her identity.He didn't believe how capable a woman could be, and at the same time secretly prayed that Xu Ruqing would not find out anything that was not good for him.

"Okay, Mr. Chen, please take a seat first, and I will accompany you later."

"it is good."

Chen Shixi walked into the shed that had been set up in advance. The view and lighting here were good, and he could see the opposite stage at a glance. He deliberately chose an inconspicuous place to sit down.

Duofu stayed by Chen Shixi's side, looking at the cold sweat oozing from his young master's forehead, he was puzzled: "Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much?"

Chen Shixi waved his hand: "No problem, it's just that my chest is a little stuffy."

After hearing this, Duofu only regarded him as other symptoms caused by his weakness, so he didn't say any more.

Ma Tianlun pushed forward with great effort, and finally squeezed through the packed crowd and came to the front of the stage.

"Uncle Xu, what do you want from me?"

"Boy Ma, come here, come here."

Ma Tianlun put the basket aside, he still had a hoe in his hand, it looked like he had just rushed over from the field.

He walked to Xu Laoqi's side, wiped his sweat vaguely: "Uncle, why is it so urgent, you have to tell me yourself?"

"It's nothing, it's not like there's an opera troupe coming from the village. Uncle, I specially reserved a good seat for you. My uncle and nephew have a good time listening to the show."

Ma Tianlun was speechless when he heard this, and he said with a slightly reproachful tone: "How can I, a rough man, know how to listen to an opera? There is still a lot of work to be done in the field...I'll go first!"

"Hey, hey, don't, if you leave, you don't want to give uncle face, do you still want me to introduce you to the business in the city?"

When Ma Tianlun heard the steps under his feet, he immediately stopped and compromised.

"That's right, you have to work and rest after you're busy, don't you? Come, sit here."

Ma Tianlun put the basket next to the bench and sat down without saying a word.

Most of the seats under the stage were brought by the villagers themselves from home. People gathered in groups of five and ten. Although it was cold, they couldn't resist the fiery enthusiasm of the big guys.

"Ding ding ding... ding!"

With the sound of gongs and drums, the show begins.

The originally bustling and noisy environment, as if it had been emptied, suddenly became silent. Everyone sat down hurriedly, widening their eyes for fear of missing a certain detail.Suddenly, the white curtain in the center lit up with light, and palm-sized figures jumped onto the screen.Although only the size of a palm, the depictions are extremely delicate.

The narrator is a middle-aged man. He speaks in a thick, powerful and emotional voice, and his words are correct:
"Once upon a time, in a very remote village, there was a family named Wu. There were two members of the Wu family, Wu's mother and Wu's daughter. Wu's mother had raised a daughter for eighteen years. She hoped that her daughter would fly up to a branch and become a phoenix..."

"Ding ding ding... ding!"

"In the fifteenth year of Wu's daughter, Chushui Furong has a beautiful face, she is more beautiful than flowers, and Chen Fu's family is dreamy and graceful, so she is so beautiful.

Since then, women are shy and men are timid, and they are in pairs, and they are blessed with mandarin ducks.Two years later, Nv Wu was happy to be pregnant, she was happy to be a mother, and begged Chen Nan to hire him, but Chen Nan was unkind and perfunctory...

At this point, the prelude to the play kicked off. "

After the narration was finished, the delicate and lively figures jumped onto the paper, and under the skillful operation of the craftsmen, the colorful shadow puppets flew up and down on the white paper curtain.

"Xiu Lian, we can't have this child." The male shadow puppet stood with his hands behind his back and said earnestly.

(End of this chapter)