Chapter 32 Peony
After the meal, Gao Zhenren said everything he needed to say, and sneaked downstairs. Su Tong watched him go away, then made a pot of wine, and carried it back to Qingchun Hall.

Although Su Tong said that she wanted to help her father plan, she was not in a hurry, anyway, the family would not be short of money anytime soon.

Her father just came back, so of course her life outside is not good, even if she doesn't eat and sleep in the open, she still eats and eats, and coupled with the lack of ambition, the whole person's energy is not good, and she is only thirty, look at it He looked like he was in his forties, how could he be trusted in such a situation.

Su Tong simply let Su Wencheng rest at home with peace of mind, cook some nutritious food for him to recuperate his body all day long, chat with him when he has nothing to do, talk about local customs, and talk about Su Wencheng's little things like law books and so on. Take out the books you read often and let him savor them carefully.

Ms. Su came back from the 21st century. She has a wide range of knowledge. She just gossips casually, and the topics she talks about are also fresh and interesting. The appearance of the past, the bearing is even better than before.

When Su's father was studying Song Law, Su Tong was not idle either. Not only did she never go out to find ways out, but instead, whenever she came back from Qingchuntang, she would stay at home quietly, except chatting with her father. , Just writing in the study.

She is going to write a rap book - "The Peony Pavilion".

It’s not to say how good this story is, but it’s more in line with the aesthetics of this era. No matter what era, such erotic things can always attract a group of boudoir and dissatisfied women.

Moreover, today's libretto does not tell the story so completely, such a complete libretto that can be arranged into a big drama is very fresh.

The most important thing is that Lin Mu used to listen to operas very well. Su Tong accompanied him to watch operas more than a dozen times, and he remembered the stories very clearly. If it was another story, it would be too laborious and time-consuming for her to write.

Su Tong is mysterious. Her father found out that his daughter was writing these things, but he didn't care too much. Occasionally he saw it and praised Su Tong. Although the writing was not serious, it was still very good. After reading it, my daughter is completely able to go to the book and write for others.

The art of rapping and singing was actually very popular in the Song Dynasty, not only in places like Goulan Wasi, but also many literati participated. They joined artist organizations and wrote libretto for storytellers. Su Wencheng did this kind of work when he was outside. Although she was secretive and did not reveal her identity, no one looked down on her.

After writing the song book, Su Tong must not find anyone to rap, and she doesn't want to expose her identity. After thinking about it, she went to her female shopkeeper and asked her to help find a skilled rap artist. There are no other requirements, and money is more negotiable. It doesn't matter if it is a few percent lower than the asking price for libretto writing in general book clubs. The only requirement is that the libretto must be sung on Peony Street in the east.

The female shopkeeper agreed very happily. As soon as Su Tong said, she agreed to help. Speaking of which, the female shopkeeper also likes these things. Although she looks like a man on the outside, she is actually a soft girl with a soft heart. After taking Su Tong's libretto, she didn't even care about sleeping, her favorite hobby, and read it over and over again, crying and laughing for a while, so that the patients who came to Qingchuntang thought she had some disease, and even encouraged Dr. Sun Go get her a pulse.

Of course, Sun Changqing was too lazy to care.

Today, the cloudy sky for several days actually cleared up.

Although Xixi Town is small, it is a thousand-year-old town with a prosperous culture and many literati. There is a very narrow street in the east of Xixi Town. Several families who are good at cultivating peonies live on both sides of the street, and they do business at the door of the house. When they come and go, there are many people who come to hang out and buy flowers. This has become a street. Later generations gave it an elegant name, called peony. street.

The peonies sold on the street are the best in Xixi Town.

People in Xixi Town all like peonies, and almost every household has peonies. Not to mention others, the Su family is so poor that they can hardly open the pot, but there are still two pots in the yard. When Su Tongniang was here, she raised them. When Mrs. Chen passed away, Su Wencheng took care of them. Now Mrs. Liu belongs to Mrs. Liu. Regardless of Mrs. Liu's carelessness, the two pots of peonies have been taken care of very well. They are serious about watering and fertilizing. Obviously, they like it very much.

The weather is fine today, and the Peony Street is bustling with people coming and going.

Su Tong and Su Wencheng strolled slowly among the flowers. Ordinarily, peonies would not bloom when it was not a flower season, but now the father and daughter saw a lot of peonies that were about to bloom, and there were even some peonies that were about to bloom. Few are already in full bloom.

Su Tong is fine, but she is just curiously looking at these vying flowers. Although she also has them at home, the two pots at home have not bloomed. Seeing that there are more than one peonies in bloom, she can't help but think to herself, people from the Song Dynasty It's really amazing that even in this small town, there are experts who can make flowers bloom out of season.

Miss Su is very well-informed, these flowers seem to be many, but compared with the large expanses of flowers in the later generations, they are still far from enough to see. Taking a breath, he said with a smile: "The peony is really a rich flower, even if it needs to be enjoyed lively."

He likes flowers, but he is not very picky. He likes both the Aoxue plum blossom and the gorgeous peony.

As I was walking, I suddenly heard someone singing loudly not far away: "Ask you what you want, ask you what you want, peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic! You don't want anything, you don't want anything, don't let me go!" Lonely girl, enter the account to relieve thousands of worries!"

This voice is rough, but also this wave of melancholy.

Su Wencheng was taken aback, stamped his feet, and turned to look at his daughter: "This libretto?"

Su Tong smiled, took his father's hand and walked towards the place where the sound came from. Not far away, he saw a group of people standing in front of a teahouse, and there were also many people sitting in the teahouse outside, so he took a closer look , the restaurant is even more lively, the lobby is not spacious, there are more than a dozen tables, but it is densely packed with people.

Su Wencheng was taken aback, and said in surprise: "I haven't been back for a long time, why is the business of Laowang Tea House so good?" Could it be that people in Xixi Town drink tea now?
Su Tong pretended to raise his head casually, and glanced at the second floor. Sure enough, there were two young women sitting in the best seats on the second floor.

One of them had bright eyes and white teeth, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and was born in excellent shape. Although the other had a more ordinary complexion and was older, about 27 or [-], he had an elegant demeanor, and he could tell he had read books at a glance.

At this time, not to mention Xixi Town, it is not so easy to find a woman who has studied in those big cities.

(End of this chapter)

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