"I worked so hard to revise the lyrics for the Twelve Rains, letting them practice their posture, breathing, and stage steps, and turned them from the top stars of Tingyu Cottage into celebrities that everyone in Beijing pays attention to. Now, someone has actually written this "Jinling Yan" into a book and printed it out to sell? And suddenly distributed it all over the city? This is too much of a disrespect for me, Lu Sanlang! This is simply a provocation and a slap in the face!"
In San San Bookstore, Lu Sanlang was raging like a raging rage. Under his spit, the managers dared not utter a word, and the "royal" writers dared not speak even more.
Because just now, Lu Sanlang scolded them. The reason was simple. They had been asked to write the "Jinling Yan" legend, and they had revised it several times, but none of them could satisfy Lu Sanlang. In the words of Fatty Lu, they always wrote too many erotic stories, and they always liked to make up the plot if it was not enough!
At this moment, Lu Sanlang, with a livid face, picked up the first volume of "Jinling Yan" that he had just bought and slapped it on the table twice: "Look at the writing style and the plot. You guys started earlier than them, right? Now you have been beaten to the lead by this guy who I don't know who he is. Isn't it shameful? Are you worthy of the high salary I give you!"
The scholars who wanted to escape into the dark room after being scolded by Lu Sanlang hung their heads. Only one of them muttered quietly, "That's because the lines written by Twelve Rain were too simple and not very good. Although I don't know which rival wrote the first volume of Jinling Yan, it must have been written by a powerful person. The writing is excellent and the plot is exquisite. I don't know how much money was spent."
"I just spent a lot of money!" But when he heard what the scholar said next, Lu Sanlang was immediately furious.
"Sir, the play you staged was originally called Peach Blossom Fan, but later because it was purely fictitious, the Lin'an of the Southern Song Dynasty was changed to Jinling, and the dynasty was changed from the Southern Song Dynasty to the vague Jinling. But it is a story about the Song Dynasty, there is no doubt about it."
"Now, this "Jinling Yan" is even more explicit. It describes vividly those military generals who were favored by the Southern Song emperor for generations but surrendered when the troops passed through the border. It also describes vividly those civil officials who fought on the front line and intrigued in the back, dragging the generals in the front to retreat. However, it describes a few singing girls as strong-willed. What do you think? Can we spread it out and say that this is a satire on those civil and military ministers of our dynasty?"
"Stupid! So stupid! If this gets out of hand, the Twelve Rains from Tingyu Cottage will also be swept into the picture. Can they still perform this play?"
Lu Sanlang suddenly became furious again. He knew from the beginning that the so-called civil and military officials ruining the country, and singing girls saving the country was a false proposition. When Zhang Shou told him this story at that time, he hinted that he should mix the stories of the Southern and Northern Song Dynasties together, and also graft the story of Han Shizhong and Liang Hongyu on top. In short, he could make it as vague as he wanted.
So gradually, "Peach Blossom Fan" became "Jinling Yan". At this moment, he quickly considered whether there was a conspiracy behind this matter, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and in the end he couldn't help but slammed the table heavily.