Man Tang Huacai

Chapter 167 Nian Nujiao

Chapter 167 Nian Nujiao

The hospital was busy for a while, and someone shouted.

"It's broken, my insides are broken!"

Wang Zhun heard the old doctor say that his injury was not too serious. The first thing he did when he got up despite the severe pain was to give the doctor a slap in the face.

"Quick doctor, it hurts me to death."

"Mr. Lang, I forgive you, but you only received one punch after all."

"The old guy kicked Su Wunu to death, and I got punched. Please save my life!"

There was another middle-aged man in a brocade robe in the hospital who stood up suddenly and exclaimed: "Su Wunu is dead? How is Zhang Siniang?"

Anyone who has access to the female musicians in the studio must be rich or noble. Wang Zhun saw that there was also someone who wanted to seduce Zhang Siniang. He reluctantly turned to look at the other party and shouted: "Who are you?"

"Wei Hui." The middle-aged man in brocade robes said loudly: "Jingzhao Wei, the nephew of the saint, the grandson of Emperor Zhongzong, the son of Princess Ding'an, the official of Zhengyi, and the Sima of Prince Mao's Palace."

"尻."

"Let me ask you, where is my fourth mother?!"

"You're just eating dog intestines, don't bother me."

Wang Zhun didn't take Wei Hui seriously at all and spat at his feet. This caused severe pain in his stomach, and he groaned and asked someone to carry him home.

He was going to complain to Wang Fei. Even if he couldn't kill Xue Bai, he still had to kill the old guy who beat people.

……

Wang Fei had held more than twenty posts, and most of the time he worked in the parliament next to the king's house. When he heard that his son had been beaten half to death, he returned home wearing a purple robe.

"You are so arrogant outside, and you finally provoke someone you can't afford to offend?!"

When we got along in private, Wang Zhun actually didn't even speak softly in front of Wang Zhen. He covered his stomach and shouted: "I am so arrogant just because I accompany the saint to fight cocks. How can I be unhappy?"

Wang Fei frowned and asked the famous doctor at home to check his son's injuries. Then he scolded: "You have to be arrogant. If something happens, don't come to your grandfather."

"Xue Bai touch me, I think this kid has offered treasures in front of the saint several times before he comes to remind me, otherwise I will kill him!"

"You have a good relationship with him, what's going on?"

"I don't know." Wang Zhun was annoyed when he mentioned it, and said: "I greeted Xianyu Erlang in the teaching workshop, but I didn't really want him to seduce Zhang Siniang. I just wanted Su Wunu to get him drunk and make this bumpkin look embarrassed. Mother. Yes, suddenly an old guy came in and beat everyone he saw, knocking down all my people and even beating Su Wunu to death. I don’t know what happened.”

"What did Huang Hui say?"

"He said it was important for me to treat the injury. He also said that Xue Bai's holy family is strong, so he asked me to leave first and leave it to him to deal with it."

"What does the attacker look like?"

"Tougher than an ox, almost six feet tall. He has a damn rough black face with two scars on it. His temples are gray and he has a bitter and hateful frown."

Wang Xian asked: "Square face, sword eyebrows?"

"Yes."

"Wang Zhongsi and Xue Bai are mixed together?" Wang Xian said thoughtfully: "You dare to tell me that the Yang Party did not win over Wang Zhongsi."

"Can there be a single word in the mouth of the spit that is the truth? Can Grandpa believe him?"

Wang Zhun also frowned when he spoke. He always felt uncomfortable in his stomach and rolled on the couch, screaming in pain.

"My internal organs are broken! Master, let me make the decision... What mistake did I make? I just wanted to get Xianyu Erlang drunk, but Wang Zhongsi smashed my internal organs!"

Wang Fei looked at his son's pitiful appearance and felt angry. After much deliberation, instead of complaining to the emperor, he ordered Beijia to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

It was the Right Prime Minister who was eager to deal with Wang Zhongsi. When he reported this matter, he was using the You Prime Minister's office to get ahead, and the second was to make peace with the Right Prime Minister.

He had just put on the purple robe and needed to stabilize his official position for the time being. He still couldn't break with the Right Prime Minister's office now.

Along the way, Wang Fei also thought of a small thing.

At that time, Lu Qi was demoted. It was really not arranged by his order from the Yushitai. He checked here and there. The most suspicious thing was Lu Qi's father, Lu Yi. To put it bluntly, the Lu family did not want to serve under the Right Prime Minister.

But even though this matter has been said, the right minister still seems to doubt him.

Of course, this matter is still hidden in his heart at present, and Wang Fei still treats Li Linfu with great respect.

"Right Prime Minister, look at this... Did your subordinate take the opportunity to give Wang Zhongsi some eye drops?"

"This reminds me of self-defacement again, sloppy and rude."

Li Linfu pondered, walked a few steps, made a judgment, and said, "I also want to know about Hu'er."

This matter can be big or small, and he can sue if he has any reason. If he wins, he will give the saint a reason to depose Wang Zhongsi. If he doesn't win, he will have his own way to make the saint think that Wang Zhongsi has scheming intentions.

~~

Jiaofang.

Xue Bai regretted not bringing Li Jilan and Li Tengkong for casting.

Among the people he brought, Wang Zhongsi was not interested in music. After beating him, he sat under the eaves with his eyes closed and meditated. Du Wulang was only interested in the murder and stared at the door waiting for someone to catch Wang Zhongsi, ready to step forward.

Fortunately, the Yan brothers can help.

Yan Quanming said in a low voice: "I asked about the fact that Kong Wei, the teacher in the jiafang, was not able to understand the music and made a big joke about not being able to understand "Huanxi Sha". As expected, those who are talented in the jiafang may not be able to get ahead, so you should choose carefully. "

"Yes. I can see it."

Yan Jiming came back to his senses from the sound of the drums and said: "Lu's wife is really good at playing Jiegu. But after reading the play, I found that there are not many places where Jiegu can be used. Xue Lang selected some musicians who are good at playing pipa and zheng."

Xue Bai had heard Li Tengkong say this before, but for him, being able to tell what instrument to use was also very powerful.

"Twelve Lang also knows music, please help with the selection."

"I'm interested." Yan Jiming was stunned, scratching his head and said: "But music depends on talent. My talent is too poor. A gentleman has six skills and only knows five."

This is obviously a self-effacing statement.

Then, Yan Jiming picked up the pipa and played a piece based on his feelings about the play, which completely brought out the beautiful and beautiful feeling that Xue Bai wanted.

"To attract good ideas, invite all the artists to perform."

When Xue Bai saw it, he pulled Du Wulang, who was still looking around, and said, "Look at Twelve Lang's Six Arts of a Gentleman. How about you?"

"Life is different." Du Wulang clapped his fingers, "I barely have six arts."

"You come with me."

"The people from the Yamen haven't come yet."

"No rush, not that fast."

Here, the Yan brothers were asked to help select musicians. Xue Bai told them that they would rather pick more and go back to slowly screen them rather than miss out on the talents. Huang Hui led him to select the actors.

Compared to choosing musicians, casting is much more glamorous.

After passing through a ceremonial gate and arriving at the residence of the concubine, there are all beautiful girls on the roadside, dressed in colorful brocades with fish patterns, graceful and graceful. They are singing and dancing on the roadside, creating an elegant and beautiful scene.

"what."

Du Wulang followed Xue Bai, not knowing where to look. He touched his nose from time to time, for fear of nosebleeds and making a big embarrassment.

When Huang Hui saw this, he was very proud. He led them all the way to the singing stage and sat down. He clapped his hands and called his carefully selected wives to come out and show off their talents.

"What I want in the primary election is very simple. I just need to be able to sing like Xu Hezi."

"It's all possible, it's all possible." Huang Hui said with a smile: "I wonder how many people Xue Lang wants to pick? I heard that there should be seven or eight people, right?"

"Can you choose more, while training me?"

"Of course!"

Unexpectedly, Huang Hui was overjoyed and clapped his hands and said: "Xue Lang can pick as many as he wants. The more the merrier."

For him, the more places there are and the more screenings, the more money he will receive.

In fact, "The Romance of the West Chamber" originally had only four main characters, Cui Yingying, Zhang Sheng, Matchmaker, and Mrs. Cui. Although Xue Bai asked Li Jilan to adapt a part of the play in which Cui Yingying became a Taoist priest, it only added one more Lao Kundao. But Xue Bai intended to bring all the candidates back to Li Jilan and Li Tengkong for review.

Beautiful musicians came on stage one by one. When Xue Bai looked good and said "yes", Du Wulang took the book and wrote down a name.

After a while, Xue Bai frowned, leaned forward and said: "Lao Dan still has to choose from those low-level palace people just now."

"Originally, I came here to choose Yingying and the matchmaker..."     A girl with heavy makeup walked up on the singing stage. She was beautiful, and her singing skills surpassed those of other girls. Her singing voice was outstanding.

No matter how ignorant Xue Bai was, he could still hear this obvious difference in level, and couldn't help but ask: "Who is this?"

Huang Hui was a little embarrassed and said hesitantly: "This is... Pang Sanniang."

At this time, the musician saw that Pang Sanniang had attracted Xue Lang's attention, and he shouted hurriedly: "Please Xue Lang, please don't be deceived by this 'thief selling fake faces'!"

"What's going on?"

Huang Hui just collected the money and didn't bother to read the list carefully, so he made a mistake. He apologized and said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, Mr. Xue. This Pang Sanniang is indeed over forty years old, but she has a great singing voice. Let's perform a good performance today." , just don’t pick her.”

"Over forty years old? But you can't tell. You still ask her to come forward and take a look."

Soon, Pang Sanniang walked up to Xue Bai and saw that she was wearing heavy makeup and gorgeous clothes, but she didn't look old and looked like a young girl.

"The slave family paid homage to Xue Lang, and they sang and danced together. The slave family prides themselves on being good, and begs Xue Lang to give him a chance."

Xue Bai asked: "I'm taking the liberty of asking Sanniang to take off her makeup so I can take a look?"

Pang Sanniang was a little frightened, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Huang Hui with disappointment and helplessness in her eyes. Huang Hui glared at her with a threatening look and shouted: "Go quickly!"

Then, Huang Hui bowed and apologized to Xue Bai, saying with a smile: "I was negligent, sneaking in such an evil-faced woman, and because Pang Sanniang is good at makeup, she hid it from me."

"Oh?"

"Xue Lang didn't know something. The old slave heard her name when he first arrived at the workshop and went to her room to invite her. She happened to be without makeup. The old slave asked her where Mrs. Pang San was, but she said, 'Pang San is my niece.' , after putting on makeup the next day, the old slave said that he had seen her aunt yesterday and was really teased by her. She was so deformed, so bold, and a cunning woman! Therefore, the people in the church called her a fake seller. Face thief..."

~~

Pang Sanniang took off her makeup in front of the bronze mirror, revealing a wrinkled face.

In fact, she was well-maintained and was young and beautiful for a woman of her age. Unfortunately, the future she wanted was forever hopeless.

The saint loved singing, dancing and performing various plays, which gave women like them from the Taira family a chance to shine in their family, such as Aunt Pei, Aunt Gongsun, and Xu Hezi, who became famous all over the world.

She relied on her talent and appearance, thinking that if she could be selected as a concubine from among five thousand musicians, she would be able to go from being a foreign teacher to an inner teacher, then one of the three hundred disciples in Liyuan, and then one of the ten. As a result, youth is gone in the blink of an eye.

Over the years, she put on makeup, worked hard to perform in the mansions of powerful people, earned money, and bribed religious officials, and finally became famous, but she knew in her heart that everyone was just watching the joke and found it interesting that she, a thief selling fake faces, found it interesting.

Faced with today's opportunity to truly perform in front of a saint, even if Huang Hui greedily devoured her hard-earned money one after another before, he would only tell her to go away in disgust in the end.

She knew that she couldn't erase this wrinkle, but she still gave away all her money stupidly.

"The slave family... pays homage to Xue Lang."

Pang Sanniang walked up to Xue Bai and bowed again, not daring to raise her head.

Xue Bai didn't urge her. She waited for a long time before slowly raising her head, showing her old face. Suddenly her eyes became sore and she cried.

"Let her play Mrs. Cui." Xue Bai said.

Pang Sanniang was stunned and felt like she was in a dream.

"By the way." Xue Bai added, "You will also do the makeup and hair on stage."

Pang Sanniang shuddered before she came back to her senses. She was so excited that she raised her fingers to the sky and responded: "The slave family will never let Xue Lang down."

Xue Bai knew at a glance that she had a pursuit in life and would do her best to do her best.

But he was thinking in his heart that Jiaofang was the same as Chunwei. Whether he brought Chunwei to raise a child to cause trouble or wrote a play to pick people, he was only temporarily breaking the old rules. A few more qualified scholars and a few more theater actors are not big changes.

Just like throwing a stone into a lake, the ripples will slowly calm down. But to change the world, we need the patience and perseverance of Jingwei.

Huang Hui leaned down and said, "Look, Mr. Xue, the next four are the most outstanding."

"Really?" Xue Bai looked around and saw four beautiful women on stage.

"These are the four sisters of the Ren family." Huang Hui said with a smile: "How do you feel, Xue Lang, to express her elegance and restrain her humility? According to Lao Nu, one is playing Yingying, one is playing matchmaker, one is playing the role of Zhang Sheng in male disguise, and the other one is playing Zhang Sheng. Wouldn’t it be beautiful to add a maid’s horn?”

As he said, the four sisters of the Ren family are indeed first-rate in beauty, with excellent voices and singing skills. But he vaguely felt that they were not singing seriously, they were just staring at him with interest, smiling shyly and making secret glances at each other.

Huang Hui took a look and said smoothly: "After rehearsing the play, Xue Lang can also ask the saint to give them to you. This is another good story."

This kind of eunuch is very attentive and always smiles. Before Xue Bai could say anything, he asked Du Wulang to write down their names.

Anyway, Xue Bai didn't have to confirm the role now, but it was just that he hadn't found a particularly satisfactory candidate to play Cui Yingying, so he was a little impatient.

It was nearly dusk.

Today's casting was almost over, and suddenly there were calls from eunuchs and maids at the ceremony gate.

"No girl."

"Let me sing..."

A little girl called out sweetly. Although it was only three words, the sound was like an oriole coming out of the valley, and it was very beautiful.

When Pang Sanniang heard this, she hurried out and Wanfu said, "Xue Lang, that is the best wife in the church now."

Xue Bai then stood up and looked over there.

Huang Hui's expression immediately changed, and he waved his hand over there vigilantly, signaling the young eunuch to stop him.

Unfortunately, a little woman in red still ran out holding up her skirt.

"Niannu!"

"Stop her quickly!"

Huang Hui shouted anxiously.

This little wife was one of Zuo Jiaofang's most beautiful women who was preparing to sing and dance at the imperial banquet during the Lantern Festival. It was related to his future with the Jiaofang envoy. How could Xue Bai take her away?

"Don't stop me, why don't you sing me a new song?"

Nian Nu was stopped at the Yimen and was quite dissatisfied. He looked around and his eyes fell on Xue Bai.

She is in her cardamom years, wearing a lotus leaf bun, wearing a red dance dress, holding her arms around Cai Lian, and has jade-like skin.

This is a flawless little girl with a lively temperament like a lark and a voice as gentle as a nightingale. What’s even more rare is that she has her own unique temperament at a young age——

Jiao.

Although you only look at her face, you can feel that every part of her body is delicate and smooth. She has an exquisite figure, which is actually flexible, but makes people feel that she is delicate.

Like the tenderest tip on the first petal of early spring.

Niannu?

When Xue Bai heard the name, he suddenly thought of a brand name, Nian Nujiao.

He didn't know if it was true, but he had an intuition... maybe the woman in front of him was the origin of the name of this brand?

If there is a woman who can be the origin of a song title because of her beauty, she is the only one.

"I can sing."

Nian Nu probably guessed which one was Xue Bai, so before he was taken away, he started singing.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine..."

She was the only one who didn't prepare according to the script of The West Chamber, but her ethereal voice directly overwhelmed everyone.

Only then did Xue Bai understand why Yan Jiming lamented that "music matters depend on talent", which was actually a bit cruel.

"Quick, take him down." Huang Hui hurriedly interrupted Nian Nu's singing.

"Don't……"

Niannu only sang a few words and was already dragged down. He looked at Xue Bai hastily with pleading eyes.

Xue Bai didn't know why she wanted to sing this opera, but he knew that she was indeed the most outstanding candidate, so he said: "Huang Naiguan, I want to choose her to sing the opera, is it okay?"

"Xue Lang, don't be surprised. I can't decide this matter. I have to ask the Jiaofang envoy..."

Before Huang Hui finished speaking, a young eunuch hurried over and reported: "Huang Gong, Wei Lang is here. He had a quarrel with Xue Lang's companions and lost his temper. He said that he would go to the saint to complain."

"What happened again?!"

"That is...just...fighting for Zhang Siniang..."

(End of this chapter)

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