One sentence pulled Fu Qiuning out of her memories, and instantly made her break into a cold sweat. But Jin Fengju shook his head and sighed: "Qiu Ning was sent to Zhuangzi when she was a child. If there are any good people there, her and her mother's life will naturally be difficult. If you can buy some New Year's goods and buy two paintings, I'm afraid it's already dead. All the planning is done. Okay, you can buy all these paintings."
Fu Qiuning breathed a sigh of relief and thought, okay, okay, I haven't come up with an idea yet, but Jin Fengju was smart and helped me out. Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Jin Ming shouting: "What? Buy them all, Master, there are dozens of them at least..." Before he could finish, Jin Fengju said impatiently: "That's long-winded, just dozens of them." Zhang, go back and distribute it among the rooms. If there is any left, give it to the maids and boys to take home."
Jin Ming had no choice but to agree with a grimace. Fu Qiuning heard him mumbling while taking out the money, so she quietly smiled at Jin Fengju and said, "Jin Ming must be scolding me in his heart."
Jin Fengju looked back and said with a smile: "If you give him ten more courage, he won't dare to be disrespectful to you. He might be talking about me." After saying that, he saw a snack stall in front of him, so he pulled Fu Qiuning He walked over, looked at the snacks on the stall and said with a smile: "It's funny, although these snacks are rough, I have never seen them in my house. Huh? These seem to be the dumplings you made at that time." So he raised his head and asked the stall owner What kind of stuffing is it
The stall owner stared straight ahead when he heard Jin Feng's question. He knew in his heart that this person must come from a wealthy family, so he smiled quickly and said: "This is white sugar, peanut and sesame stuffing. They are all ordinary things. Mr. and Mrs. are here." I'm afraid I may not be used to the fine clothes and fine food in the house."
Fu Qiuning saw that several snacks were unique to the south, and he knew in his heart that they were almost from Lingnan. Seeing that Jin Fengju seemed to like these snacks very much, he asked Jin Ming to buy most of them. The arms of the few boys behind him were full. Jin Ming also held a large bag of various snacks in his hand, and said with a grimace: "Master, grandma, we are almost there. I thought you were here to go shopping today. If we are talking about New Year's goods, where are these?" There is no need for you to worry about it. I don’t know how many housekeepers and servants are dispatched in the mansion. I’m afraid they are half ready at the moment... "
Before he could finish speaking, Jin Fengju laughed and said, "Lead them back to the carriage, put these things away and then come back..." Before he could finish the sentence, Jin Ming laughed and said, "I am so happy and confused today. There are so many people here, the slaves have gone back, where can I find Master and Grandma again?"
"Since this is the case, you can't take anything with you anyway, so just go back to the carriage and wait. It's quite tiring to follow us with such a lot of things." After Jin Fengju finished speaking, he turned back to Fu Qiuning and said, "Go there. Just be careful when you buy something later, we have to carry it ourselves."
Fu Qiuning smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? When I was in Wanfengxuan, I carried two buckets of water by myself, which weighed forty or fifty kilograms. I just don't know if the young Marquis has as much strength as me."
"Okay, you dare to doubt me, husband, and don't think about it. I also have some internal strength. Don't worry, more than a hundred pounds is no problem." After Jin Fengju finished speaking, he turned to look at Jin Ming and said: "Okay, you go back. Come on, don’t dawdle.”
Jin Ming smiled and said: "Sir, I can still get some things. Let the two boys get back to the carriage first." As he said this, he drove the two boys back first. Here Jin Fengju and Fu Qiuning continued to shop, but they saw that there were some things like pig legs, pig hooves, pig skins, etc. They were not interested in this, so they did not buy it.
When I walked past the food stall, I saw a few beggars lying there, all of them old people and children. Fu Qiuning knew that there were almost no begging scams in ancient times, so he took out a bunch of money from Jin Fengju, pulled off the red rope, and divided the bunch of money among the beggars.
Several beggars kowtowed and thanked Fu Qiuning. Just when Fu Qiuning was about to say something, he suddenly heard Jin Fengju say: "Qiu Ning, listen, it sounds like the tune of Huangmei Opera." She stood up quickly, and sure enough, there was a faint sound coming from the wind. The sound of the drum music does sound like the tune of Huangmei Opera. At this moment, a little beggar raised his head and said, "That's right, that's an opera troupe, invited by the Yun family. This is not called the authentic Huangmei Opera. What was sung at the time of the Conference of All Nations was called Huangmei Opera, but It was these people who heard that other people's plays were good and famous, so they made up some random songs of their own."
Although the little beggar showed some disdain for this, Fu Qiuning was very interested. He said to Jin Fengju: "The Huangmei Opera performed by the Royal Jiaofang Sihui is nothing. It is a high-quality and mediocre opera. Only when the folk truly have these operas and countless people join in to write lyrics and arrange music can this opera type truly develop."
Jin Fengju smiled and said: "I have always known that you are broad-minded, but I didn't expect that you are really more broad-minded than I thought. I heard it just now, and I was a little unhappy in my heart. I thought that those people dared to sing Huangmei Opera. Isn't it a waste? Is it your name? I didn’t expect you to be so open-minded.”
Fu Qiuning smiled and said: "You have such narrow thoughts because you love me. If you were yourself, you would think the same as me. Come on, no matter what, let's go and listen. I'm very curious."
So the two people squeezed through the crowds and arrived in front of the stage. They found that there was already a sea of people outside the stage. Fu Qiuning looked up and saw that although the costumes of the people on the stage were not as exquisite as those at the All Nations Civilization Conference that day, they were also beautiful. Very beautiful. The walking figure can at least scare the layman. Although the accent is a bit nondescript, it is pleasant to listen to. After only listening for a while, she excitedly said to Jin Fengju: "They are quite talented. They performed the performance at the All Nations Civilization Conference that day, and now they can sing somewhat alike. This is rare."
After Fu Qiuning finished speaking, the woman in front of her turned back and said: "This lady is right. Since the All Nations Civilization Conference, many opera troupes have choreographed and performed Huangmei Opera themselves. This Yuntai troupe is the best, otherwise I don’t dare to show my shame in front of so many fellow villagers.”
Jin Fengju smiled and said: "That said, compared with the All Nations Civilization Conference, I always feel that it is a bit nondescript." As soon as he finished speaking, an old man turned around and smiled: "Then, how can you compare with the All Nations Civilization Conference? Comparing? Not to mention the royal singers and dancers, I heard that they were taught by Mrs. Jin Xianghou Ye for several months. How can we grassroots stage performers compare with others? Besides the princes and nobles, who can listen to them? Are those royal priests singing opera?"
Jin Fengju smiled slightly and stopped talking. He thought carefully about what Qiu Ning said was right. How many princes and nobles were there? If the Huangmei Opera was only performed in the royal family, it would indeed be high-profile. Only if it spreads among the people can it prosper for a long time. Qiu Ning does not love money and does not care about power. She is very different from ordinary women. Maybe, what she wants can be obtained. Let the tunes of Huangmei Opera be sung all over the world, right
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt his sleeve being pulled by Fu Qiuning. She said excitedly: "Feng Ju, I want to go see them. They are all talented people. In terms of talent, they are no worse than those singers and dancers. With a little guidance." With guidance, the achievements will not stop there, Feng Ju..."
From the day Jin Fengju and Fu Qiuning reunited five years later, Fu Qiuning never called Jin Fengju's name except when their love was strong. Now that she actually shouted out, Jin Fengju knew that she must be extremely excited. Theoretically, he had gone too far this time by taking Fu Qiuning out to the big market. He could never deal with some cheap actors again. However, Jin Fengju felt Fu Qiuning's excitement and couldn't say the words of rejection because he thought about it. After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go backstage and have a look."
After he finished speaking, he and Fu Qiuning left the crowd and walked around the road to the backstage. The woman and the old man here looked at each other hesitantly. The woman said: "I just seemed to hear that lady's name, Fengju. Why are you so familiar?"
The old man also had the same doubts on his face. After thinking about it, he suddenly clapped his hands and said: "Yes, Fengju, that man is as handsome as jade and also called Fengju. Isn't he the famous Jin Xiangju?" As for the young Marquis, then, wouldn’t it be that the person beside him is... "
The two looked at each other again, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes, but they did not dare to say the words "Mrs. Marquis" again. After a long while, Fang heard the old man rubbing his hands and laughing: "Hey, I didn't expect that this Yuntai class would have such an opportunity. If someone gives them a few words of advice, we will benefit from it in the future." He After he finished speaking, the woman nodded fiercely, obviously agreeing with what he said.
Let's talk about Jin Fengju and Fu Qiuning coming to the back of the stage. The so-called backstage is actually a temporary and simple shed with costumes hanging in it and several bronze mirrors. Several people are busy dressing up and putting on makeup inside, while talking and laughing noisily. With.
Jin Fengju was looking inside when he saw a girl coming out. She looked at them up and down and said angrily: "Who are you? Are you a loser running errands for your young master? Let me tell you, Fifth Brother is not going. It doesn’t matter how much money you pay.”
Jin Fengju was furious and said angrily: "How can you talk like a girl? Do you think we are like bastards? How can any company afford to hire slaves like us? You really have a blind eye and cannot recognize gold and jade. I call you class leader." Come out, I have something to say. Let me tell you, today is his chance. The person next to me can give you a few pointers, which will be enough for you to benefit from for a lifetime."