Yipin Tang

Chapter 58

After the rehearsal, Ningxiang offered to perform a stage play in Dengxian Tower. Wang Xiang naturally agreed with it. When Degui heard the news, he couldn't even close his mouth from ear to ear. Notices were posted outside the building and a stage was set up.

Although the white fox is a classic, it can't stand to watch it every day. The spectators in Chang'an City have long since lost the original freshness.Even if someone with a clever mind finds someone to write a new stage play, most of them are just imitations of Qinghu and the like, and they are far less than the original classics.

There are so many talented people in Chang'an City, it's not that there are no talented people, it's just that the stage play has just appeared not long ago, and it is really not easy to make a script that can rival the white fox in a short period of time.

However, I heard that Dengxianlou will perform a new stage play today, which still attracts a large number of spectators, because the white fox is from Dengxianlou.

There is another more important reason. The notice posted in Dengxianlou clearly stated that the new stage play will be performed by Ningxiang, Xiaoyun, Qing'er and Xiaobei from Yicuilou.

Hearing this news, even the diners who were having dinner at the Immortal Tower ran out and waited downstairs to take seats and watch the show without caring about their meals.

Before the four of Ningxiang went downstairs, they heard someone shouting their names downstairs, and the voices became louder and louder.

Outside the crowd, a woman wearing a face scarf rode by on horseback and heard the voice. She turned around curiously and asked a maid about something. It seemed that the clothes of both of them were not from the Tang Dynasty.

"Aqinu, what are these Han people doing?" The woman wearing a face scarf has black, shiny and smooth hair, and the upper layer of hair is braided into several long and thin braids and scattered on her head, which has a special charm. What the woman said is not The Central Plains language has extremely fast pronunciation, but the sound is clear and agile, like wind chimes, it is really pleasant to hear.

"Princess Ju Yiya, they set up the red cloth stage as if they were going to perform a dance."

"Dance!" The eyes of the woman known as Princess Ju Yiya lit up, she leaped off her horse, her movements were light and flexible, "Let's go and see."

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Ningxiang and Xiaoyun came out with smiles. Xiaobei was the thinnest. Although it was not the first time he faced so many people, his little face was still flushed when he got on the stage.

Wang Xiang was also standing in the crowd waiting to watch the performance with great interest, of course it wasn't like they rehearsed before, it was just Ningxiang teasing him on purpose.

The story of A Chinese Ghost Story is much more exciting than that of the white fox. People who watched it were fascinated without knowing it. Ju Yiya, who saw a stage play for the first time, had her eyes shining brightly, although she didn't quite understand what she was performing. After all, she doesn't know much about the Central Plains language.

At the end of the script, there is a dance by Ningxiang, and Xianyun's elegant dance immediately won the applause of everyone.

Ju Yiya in the crowd was excited and wanted to show off on stage. In Gaochang, she was the best equestrian and the best dancer.

In the end, it was Aquinu who whispered something in her ear before she gave up her plan to perform on stage, but just by looking at the eyes eager to try, she knew that she still really wanted to go on stage.

In Ju Yiya's opinion, the woman in white dancing on the stage is the most beautiful dancer she has ever seen, but it is still not as good as herself.

"Aqinu, what did they perform before?" Ju Yiya asked curiously.

Aqinu is her maid, who is proficient in the Central Plains language, and she only brought Aqinu with her when she secretly went to Datang this time.

"Princess Ju Yiya, they are performing a story about a scholar and a female ghost."

"A story about a scholar and a female ghost?"

Although Ju Yiya is very smart, she is not familiar with the culture of the Central Plains, so she said curiously: "Tell me about it." She was curious about everything when she came to Datang for the first time.

Although Aqinu is just a maid, it is not easy. Just watching the performance once can tell the story of A Chinese Ghost Story completely. After listening to the story, Ju Yiya couldn't help asking: "Is this story true?" ?"

Aquinu smiled and said: "Princess, this story is so twists and turns, it must be fabricated, but Zhongyuan is a place full of magical stories, maybe there is such a story."

Ju Yiya sighed softly: "I heard that the Central Plains is not only rich and prosperous, but also has a profound culture. I didn't expect that any story I saw on the road would be more interesting than the story of Princess Loulan passed down in Gaochang. No wonder my father loves the Central Plains culture. So interesting, I don’t know who made up this story.”

After Ningxiang's performance on the stage was over, Wei Xiao smiled and bowed to everyone with Xiaoyun and the others before retreating into Dengxian Tower.

"Another one!"

"Another one!"

Watching the emotional crowd Wang Xiang rush to the stage, today there is no Cheng Chuliang leading a group of brothers to help him maintain order, it would be bad if there was a disturbance.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient." Wang Xiang waved his hands and said, "Performing a stage play is no better than singing a song. A performance is still very tiring. I don't think everyone wants Miss Ningxiang to be exhausted. Don't worry, everyone, there will be more in the future." There are more exciting stage plays for everyone to see. But now, everyone must be hungry after watching the performance for so long, and today all the food and drinks are half price at Xianlou!"

"My lord, did today's story come from you too?" A young talented man couldn't help but ask. These days, he has also been invited to write some stories, but compared with Baihu and A Chinese Ghost Story, he is not so good. Literati are always unconvinced, especially Wang Zixin in front of him was an ignorant playboy a few months ago.

Wang Xiang smiled modestly and said, "It's my clumsy work."

Hearing Wang Xiang's admission, the young talented man sighed and cupped his hands: "Young Master Wang's talent is really admirable. I wonder if there is a chance to ask Young Master Wang for advice."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Wang Xiang was polite.

After finishing speaking, he said mysteriously to everyone: "Although it is impossible to invite Ningxiang girl to perform stage plays frequently in Dengxian Tower, the guests who eat on the third floor of Dengxian Tower can see more wonderful stories in another way. It’s also a rare treat.”

After Wang Xiang's persuasion, everyone no longer gathered outside Dengxianlou to make noise. Some people dispersed, and some people entered Dengxianlou for dinner. It was a rare opportunity for all the food and drinks to be half priced. Zhong shy has never had a chance to try it, and now they are a little ready to move, but the third floor is not the scope of their consideration. Although they are very tempted by the wonderful story Wang Xiang told, the minimum 100 taels of silver is not something everyone can afford.

Ju Yiya also followed the crowd into Dengxianlou, but she was not just for eating, he was more interested in the wonderful stories Wang Xiang told.

(End of this chapter)