Eaglewood Crumbs Chapter 70: Theatrical troupe chores

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The dawn is beginning, and some white light has just appeared on the horizon.

Yan Dan hummed a little song and pushed open the door of the small courtyard. He walked past Min Liu who was sitting on the steps and rubbed his eyes. He raised his hand to touch and touched the top of her head. It felt really good to touch someone's head from a high position: "Why go to sleep when you are sleepy, why sit and wait for me?"

Min Liu stared at her: "You, do you seem very happy?"

Yan Dan smiled: "It's okay."

"Aren't you hit by some wind demon? You were...that, shouldn't you be crying?" Min Liu gaped for a while, and said nothing.

"Cry? Why are you crying?" Yan Dan pushed her behind, "Go to bed, there are still plays to be performed at night, don't you have to come on stage to sing a few words?"

"Did the bully let you go last night? It's impossible. He obviously won't miss it from the age of ten to eighty!"

"Well, he will definitely not have that kind of interest at the age of eighty, but from now on, he will not bully men and women. Okay, go to sleep, go to sleep..."

Min Liu yelled and pressed against the wall: "You, you...could it be that you killed him? The murder is worth his life. So many people saw you being taken away by him last night, you, you hurry up and clean up Pack up and run away!"

Yan Dan still smiled: "Killing? How could I do such a bad thing? What about me, I just made him unable to do that kind of thing in the future."

Min Liu thought and thought, and finally realized it, his eyes almost stared down: "You, you, you...castrate, castrate...?"

Yan Dan opened the door and pushed her inside: "Observe, go to sleep."

Min Liu desperately held her hand: "You are crazy about this kind of thing, if he reports to the officer and then convicts you, how much torture will he suffer?"

Yan Dan sighed, why she just couldn't turn this turn, she held Min Liu's shoulders, looked at her eyes, and said each word clearly: "If it was you, you would report Official?"

Min Liu let go of his hand and leaned against the door, listening to the song that Yan Dan hummed and tuned to an unknown place, and walked away lightly and cheerfully.

If she is the king and bully...

"Of course I have to report to an official, and I have to spend money to put people in jail and torture him. How dare I be castrated or castrated... Hey, that's right, the reporter must have a charge, and the charge is that someone gave him We are castrated, ha!" Min Liu said to himself, "Why no one has thought of this, now it's better, our Tongcheng's blessing..."

Except for the class host’s stingy character which makes Yan Dan resentful, everything else is fine.

Yan Dan spent some time in the mortal world, paying attention to everything, and slowly touching some of the mortal customs. One of the most important points is that money in the mortal world is a very important thing, just as important as the fairy law in the nine heavens.

Yan Dan is very poor. After deducting the silver owed from his wounds, his monthly monthly silver is only three or four dollars, which is only enough to buy occasional snacks for the tooth ritual. Every time she bumped into Hua Hanjing buying fragrant powder and rouge gouache box by box, she couldn't help thinking that if the money was given to her, she could sit in a restaurant and tea house instead of buying steamed buns on the side of the road.

At the end of the spring, the troupe would rush to a show for several nights.

A few nights later, the son of Xuanyi that Min Liu was worried about would be there, thinking that because he liked being quiet and not crowded with others, he always sat at the corner table.

I heard from the class leader that after the late spring, they will go to the southern capital to catch the stage, and this drama tonight is the last performance in Tongcheng.

Yan Dan couldn't help but teased Min Liu: "Ah, we are going to Nandu tomorrow, won't you go and talk to the young man?"

Min Liu stroked the sleeves with flowing clouds, and the colorful embroidery thread on the sleeves was gorgeous: "Do you think I would not know? That son of such a good manner must come from a good family. Who am I? How? Deserving of him? And, the last time, there was a girl next to him. The girl was tall and charming, and he didn't like me at all."

She replied with sorrow: "Or you are doing the right thing. You don't look at it every time. What if I watch it. I'm not an actor? An actor is an actor. I can't turn around for a lifetime."

Yan Dan couldn't help laughing. She had liked someone before, but she watched too many movies and got used to the joys and sorrows inside. She felt that it was actually not something worth holding on.

Uncle Zhao Qi, who is acting in martial arts, often tells stories with them. He told them that there was an old **** in the sky, and he put a red thread in his bag to tie the ankles of the two destined people together. Regardless of the ends of the world, the two people who are bound by the red line will always meet and then know each other on a blind date.

Yan Dan yawned and thought, that old fairy was actually too lazy. He often tied one person's ankle and the other person's ankle was forgotten, so the red thread was **** and tangled in a mess. Her one, and the person that Yaoyao is holding, are probably too messed up.

The stage was torn down overnight. Everyone hadtily washed up and planned to fall asleep. They will leave here when the gate is opened tomorrow morning. Yan Dan hugged a bunch of costumes and hurried along. In the cool night breeze, a woman's clear and melodious voice suddenly came out: "Mountain Lord, I really don't understand. What's so good about this play..."

Mountain owner?

Yan Dan's footsteps paused slightly, and suddenly she passed by with someone. The air was filled with a light scent of Chinese scented wood. If she were not particularly sensitive to this smell, she would not be able to smell it. .

The low and gentle voice came along the wind, but couldn't hear what the other party was saying. Yan Dan turned his head and took a look. It was really the young man in black clothes. Standing in the dark night, he lightly tapped the girl's forehead with the folding fan in his hand, and then smiled and said something.

At this time, the sky was dim and they were standing far away. It was strange that she felt so sure that the other person was laughing.

The next day it was not too bright, and Yan Dan went out of town with the group sleepy. She has seen in the book before that horses are used for transportation in the mortal world, and there are horse-drawn carriages in wealthier houses. Of course, horse-drawn carriages are also good horses. Yan Dan couldn't help sighing that the fairy monarchs in the heaven wanted to come down here and have a lot of oil and water. In addition to walking with her feet, the best time is to ride in a bullock cart. The bullock cart is almost like adding a wooden board. The sun was very bumpy.

Hurrying day and night like this, I finally reached the boundary of the southern capital a month later.

Yan Dan doesn't know what everyone thinks, but they all think that she originally came from a good family, but she escaped from home and lived in this field. Later, I only understood a little bit. In the mortal world, only the family is rich, and the daughter at home still has the opportunity to read and write, and she happens to be able to write well. This is in contrast to the tunes she sings that she doesn’t know where to tune. : "Unfortunately, your family did not expect to find someone to teach you the rhythm."

Yan Dan actually wanted to say that she had learned music, but the master finally became angry and refused to teach it. As for the good handwriting, it was really forced by the master. If you are often punished to copy the scriptures a hundred times, you will be able to write well as the days are longer.

Only recently, Yan Dan can't sleep well.

A bleu spot appeared on her arm for no apparent reason, and it continued to spread. Once Min Liu saw it, he was shocked and thought she had bumped into it somewhere. Yan Dan pressed the corners of her mouth and did not speak. This bleu was not touched somewhere, but a corpse spot. After all, she was too long when she was in the Netherworld, and she lost half of her heart. It is not strange to be infected.

When she woke up at night, she would write and write in the book to kill time. Later, she started to learn to write opera excerpts. After listening to more operas, she could also write together. I once saw it to the old man pulling the erhu, and read the last sentence "The romantic flow is like ten miles of lotus pavilions, the carved cages are similar, the Qi households are low slanting, the moss marks are full of swan-like jaspers, and the Xiang concubine is embroidered" , Smiled and said: "This can be used as a lyrics with a tune. Your story is okay. The class owner really has a vision."

Hua Hanjing stood aside, wearing a thin Tsing Yi, with a very flat tone: "I don't think it sounds very calm, I'm afraid I can't sing. If I just want to sing, it sounds uncomfortable."

Min Liu immediately sneered: "It's not that you can't sing. There are no words that can't be sung in this world, only people who can't sing!"

Hua Hanjing's face darkened.

Yan Dan pressed Min Liu down and said with a smile: "The words are written with irregular rhythm, but you are so powerful, you can sing even the uneven words with a special flavor."

Hua Hanjing's strained face loosened, took the book and turned and walked away: "I'll take a look first."

Min Liu pouted: "Ah, you can even say something that violates your heart. I will ignore you."

Yan Dan said in his heart that her master in Heavenly Court is such a remarkable figure who likes to listen to good things, and mortals naturally love to listen.

The first play after the theater crew settled in Nandu was the one written by Yan Dan. The same play was played three nights in a row. Because even several aristocratic princes from the Southern Metropolis came to join in, there were too many people watching the theater. The host was very happy, and even Yueyin gave her three more coins. Although Yan Dan knew that this class leader was really stingy, he felt very happy in his heart that he could actually buy some small things for three dollars.

Yan Dan moved the ladder and stepped on the side of the stage to pick up the lantern hanging on the stage.

Uncle Zhao instructed "Be careful not to fall" behind him, and then walked away carrying the props.

Yan Dan stretched out his hand and barely reached the lantern's lanyard. Suddenly he was empty under his feet, listening to a series of cracking sounds of karakala wood, before falling off the wooden ladder. She can't be killed if she falls in this way, but it's hard to say whether she will twist her waist. Yan Dan is very puzzled. She has been getting up early and busy these days. She has only lost weight. She shouldn't be so fat that she can break the ladder, right?

Yan Dan did not fall on the ground as she thought, but someone stretched his arms over, hugged her around her waist, and said with a chuckle: "How can you let a girl do this kind of rough work? What? If you fall somewhere, isn’t it a violent thing?"

The violent thing...

Yan Dan shivered solidly: Could she be molested?

She looked at the person who was holding her waist, then looked at the gold folding fan in his hand, and finally looked at the broken ladder beside her, and instantly understood two things: First, this Deng The apprentice son is very rich, and if his fan is used as a pawn, he can be a lot of money. Second, the ladder was not crushed by her, but broken by the young man. With this strength, it seems that the other party will know how to do it.

The man opened the folding fan with a snap, shook it slowly, and asked with a slight smile: "Why, don't you have anything to say?"

Yan Dan said blankly, "Who are you?"

The man seemed a little surprised, he closed his folding fan and knocked his chin: "You don't recognize me?"

Yan Dan patted his hands: "Should I recognize you?" She hates people with dirty hands and feet.

He chuckled softly: "I thought the girls in the city recognized me, but... it doesn't matter, I'm surnamed Lin, with a double name Wei Yan, so the girl laughed."

Lin Weiyan? Yan Dan thought for a while, and immediately remembered: "You are the'that' Lin Shizi." The southern part is the capital of Southern Chu, and most of the high-ranking officials and relatives of the emperor are here. Lin Weiyan was the prince of the dynasty, the official worship of the Supervisory Department, and his fame, which can be described as a young man proud. There is also a son of the current prime minister's family, named Pei Luo, who is also the supervisor of the Supervision Department. Both of them are well-known in Southern Capital, but they are famous for their love affairs.

"Who? What do you mean?"

Yan Dan said hurriedly: "Nothing is nothing, I just said it casually." She can't say, Lin Shizi, you are really famous. Who in this Southern Metropolis doesn't know who doesn't know you has always called "Nothing is indecent, show mercy." Don’t keep seeds" Ah.

Lin Weiyan took a step closer and smiled slightly: "I saw the play you wrote the day before yesterday. It's pretty good. Even Brother Pei Luopei praised it."

Yan Dan hastily took a step back: "Many, thank you..."

"Now you know who I am, but what else do you want to say to me?" He took a step closer.

"By the way," Yan Dan pointed to the ladder on one side, "This ladder is still half new. It was bought with a penny of silver. You can lose it."

The author has something to say: two more chapters, and then really paused to update T, T