Yipin Tang

Chapter 66 Rehearsal Rehearsal
The little girls seconded from the singing and dancing workshop are easier to satisfy, as long as they are not sent back to the workshop, even if they act as a vase that does not move or speak, Zhu Zi and the others are very willing.

The real trouble is this group of little ancestors who can't be scolded or beaten.

After changing the script all night, Wang Xiang managed to come up with a script full of protagonists. If this is seen by people in later generations, it will definitely be scolded for nothing. Isn’t it full of protagonists or no protagonists... But in the Tang Dynasty It doesn't matter that much.

A large open space outside the Lizheng Palace has become a temporary rehearsal place for stage plays. It is not easy for the little princes and princesses to meet each other on weekdays. How can they get together like today? Chirping and chattering.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of brocade, and some young princes just lay down on the ground and rolled around having fun. The concubines sitting nearby were eating snacks and chatting about homework. Seeing the amused little prince They all laughed heartily.

Wang Xiang couldn't make a joke out of it. After all, this is a stage play but it's still for fun!
This stage play is the highlight of Li Er's birthday banquet, and it shows the intelligence and filial piety of the prince of the Tang Dynasty. If the envoys of Fanbang's vassal state see such a mess, Li Er's face will not be completely humiliated, Li Er It's a small shame, and it would be too worthless if he was convicted because of it. Wang Xiang felt that it was necessary to train these little guys.

There are two good ways to deal with such little brats, one is food, and the other is stories. It just so happens that Wang Xiang is not lacking in both. With the help of Li Zhi and Li Ke, they finally let them settle down and be obedient Sitting on the small bench prepared for them, licking candied haws.

Wang Xiang couldn't help secretly admiring his foresight. When he went back yesterday, he asked Aunt Lin to prepare a lot of candied haws, which really came in handy today.

It’s not enough to just eat candied haws, but it’s not easy to let them know what a stage play is. Although Li Er’s family has good genes and the little guys seem to be quite smart and clever, but four or five-year-old kid must know What is a stage play is still too nonsense.

It doesn't matter whether they understand or not, as long as they cooperate well, what the brats do is not reason, but interest. To get them to cooperate, they have to arouse their interest.

"This thing called candied haws tastes really good. It's sweet on the outside and sour on the inside. I'll ask the palace to prepare some tomorrow. I think the little prince and princesses like it very much." Concubine Yang sat next to the eldest grandson empress. , holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand.

Empress Changsun laughed and said, "What my sister said is that little Sizi usually likes to eat sour and sweet things the most. I also think this candied haws is much better than sour fruit preserves."

Seeing that the little ones sat down obediently, Wang Xiang cleared his throat, and the story meeting began. He told an adapted fairy tale.

Where have these little guys heard such a magical fairy story? All of them yearn for the gods in Wang Xiang's story who can overwhelm mountains and seas. Marshal Canopy, and the beautiful and refined fairy Chang'e, the beautiful and charming flower fairy...

Not only these little guys, but even the concubines who were sitting on the sidelines were stunned. Wang Xiang could read every fairy story, and even their personalities and preferences were clearly and vividly described. real.

Before the story was finished, the little prince raised his hand and rushed to say: "I want to be Nezha!" Raising hands is a rule set by Wang Xiang for them. Only raising hands to speak counts, otherwise it doesn't count. Come on, the little princes are still very disciplined.

As soon as the words were finished, another little prince raised his hand and said, "I, I want to be the Barefoot Immortal."

"What's so great about the Barefoot Immortal? I want to be the canopy marshal in charge of the 30 Tianhe army!" The little prince seemed to exude a domineering aura when he spoke, but the saliva at the corner of his mouth affected his mood at the moment. image.

"Brother Zhinu said that Marshal Canopy is Zhu Bajie."

"Who is Zhu Bajie?" This little prince obviously has never heard the story of Journey to the West.

Nine-year-old Princess Lanling weakly raised her hand and asked, "Can I be Chang'e Fairy?"

"Of course." Wang Xiang chuckled, seeing that the little princes and princesses were all aroused. Wang Xiang was secretly proud.

The next thing will be much easier. Although many little princes are vying to be Nezha and many little princesses are clamoring to be Chang'e, but who is Wang Xiang? The princesses all got their favorite roles.

Rehearsal is a painful thing, the older princes and princesses are fine, those four or five-year-olds always forget what they are acting, and make a lot of jokes.

In the Tai Chi Hall, Li Er had just finished discussing political affairs, and asked the little eunuch beside him: "I heard that the young slaves are rehearsing some stage play in the Lizheng Hall, is there anything wrong?"

The little eunuch hurried back: "It's true, most of the princes and princesses in the palace have gone."

Li Er frowned: "As a prince and princess, you don't care about your appearance, so the King of Wu has gone too?"

"went."

"Young slaves have always been well-behaved, so they wouldn't be so nonsense. It must be the prince's new idea. How dare I encourage my prince and princess to act in a stage play. It's really brave."

The little eunuch was sweating coldly. The news he got was not that Wang Xiang encouraged the prince and princess, but that Li Er's concubines brought the prince and princess to beg him, but he dared not say that.

The little eunuch is also a clever person. Although Li Er said so, he couldn't hear the slightest anger. Obviously he was not really angry. He quickly said: "The stage play prepared by Director Wang and His Royal Highness King Jin is a gift for His Majesty's birthday banquet."

"Oh?" Li Erqi said, "What's the trick?"

"The slave is not very clear, I only heard that it seems to be called Qunxian to celebrate his birthday."

"Happy birthday to all the immortals..." Li Er squinted his eyes and whispered again.

It was Li Eryi's whim to ask Wang Xiang to be the chief manager of this birthday banquet. The birthday banquets in previous years were all similar, and there was nothing new about it.This year is the tenth year of Zhenguan, the Great Tang Dynasty has risen all over the world, congratulations from all directions, Li Er has a different idea, so far Wang Xiang has not let him down, Li Er already knows what he asked Chen Gui to prepare yesterday, In the hot summer, the Linde Hall is cool and pleasant. Li Er is looking forward to seeing the surprised expressions of the envoys of the foreign countries, and the stage performance...

Li Er went to the Lizheng Hall without disturbing anyone, and quietly stood not far away watching. The princes and princesses, big and small, gathered together to perform hard. For some reason, Li Er suddenly felt like crying.

This damn prince new...

(End of this chapter)