After Zhou Xiangyun, it's the main story tonight - Shang Xirui's new play "The Legend of the Qianlong". This play is briefly described by Ning Jiulang, and the additions and subtractions are described by Du Qigong. It took nearly two years of hard work to compose the lyrics and add Anqiang, but the performance was only mere 10 percent, four hours a night. This is also a new idea of Shang Xirui's new play, the story is refined and simplified, and it tells everything in one night, instead of singing a long story for several days like in the past, it was him who never Inspired by the film.
Cheng Fengtai accompanied Shang Xirui all day long, he knew the plot of the play very clearly. The emperor in the play is played by Shang Xirui, from the age of eighteen to forty or fifty, it is a test of acting skills beyond the voice. As soon as the eighteen-year-old emperor appeared on the stage, he wore a bright yellow dragon robe, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and was full of heroic spirit. He was dancing a long sword in the imperial garden and singing his wish to clean up the world. He looked a bit like a young knight. He said It's: - according to the sword and the bright moon, sprinkle the yellow robe, look back at the front, only to see the candle burning, the purple air around, such an iron hoop covering the mountains and rivers!
Cheng Fengtai felt Shang Xirui's voice rushing from his tailbone into his body, turning into a scalding hot spring, pouring straight into his forehead, making his scalp numb. He shuddered slightly, exhaled a foul breath, and his whole body felt as comfortable as being immersed in a hot pool.
Fan Lian slapped his hands: "I've been used to Boss Shang's singing for the past two years, but I still think his singing is the most addictive! This is Kunqu Opera, and it's going to be changed to Beijing Opera, and the voice is even brighter!"
We all know that Shang Xirui was popular in singing Wusheng in Pingyang, but after entering Peiping, he mainly sang Tsing Yi Xiao Dan, and he became more popular than before, making people gradually forget his full range of talents. absolutely.
Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of porcelain being smashed among the seats downstairs. A few short-dressed rude people sat up and shouted, overturned the stools and cursed. Throwing it up, because it was too far away from the stage, it all fell on the people in the front seat, causing the whole hall to be uneasy.
"Oh!!! Go down boo! Go down boo!"
"Grandma's! What kind of fan opera is this singing!!!"
"Fan who sells ass! Go back, boo!"
Whatever you are guarding against, you will come here. Judging by the tone of voice, it doesn't seem like fans are being hypocritical with Shang Xirui, it's more like a stumbling block for him from his colleagues. Before he even sang two lines, he could see the diaphragm. Colleagues are bullying, so they have the momentum to kill Shang Xirui before Zuoer applauds.
Cheng Fengtai thought to himself that these people are not deadly enough, seeing Commander Cao's soldiers dare to act presumptuously, it depends on how much hatred he has with Shang Xirui. Frowning, he waved his hand downstairs. Squad Leader Li had long held his neck up and waited for his order, but at this moment he suddenly realized that Cheng Fengtai's gestures and style were very much like their young commander—the eldest son of Commander Cao. These two people who are not related by blood have actually "raised their son to follow their uncle".
The few who made the trouble were rogues from the street, they were burly, and they knew how to do foreign kung fu a few times, but they were not desperadoes. I had already found out that Commander Cao didn't come tonight, so it was a good opportunity to make a fuss. Being caught in the crowd, Qiu Ba threw his hands at the rat and couldn't control them for a while. And they didn't intend to rush up to the stage to beat people up, they just yelled and cursed, making a big noise, humiliating Shang Xirui and embarrassing the new show. The backstage looked anxious, and everyone was anxious. Yuan Lan and Shijiu also saw that they had been poisoned by their peers, and angrily discussed which family's enemy they were, how they planned to investigate, and how they would retaliate. Du Qi scolded his mother and ancestors in various ways, never seen a literati with such a dirty mouth. The curtain that Xiao Lai was holding was all crumpled up, and after all the battles, he was still shocked every time he saw it, not knowing how the people on the stage should respond. After so much blood and sweat, it would be heartbreaking if it fell into the hands of these gangsters! Turning to see Xiao Zhouzi's frightened face, he patted the back of his hand and said, "Don't be afraid. Boss Shang has seen many of these things."
Yuan Xiaodi also comforted Yu Qing softly: "Boss Shang is a smart person who knows how to do things. At this time, if you don't stop playing, you won't be considered a failure!"
Yu Qing turned her head and showed him a forced smile, still flustered.
Shang Xirui is Shang Xirui after all, he lives up to Yuan Xiaodi's favor and everyone's high hopes. In such a dire situation where the audience was anxious for him, Shang Xirui lowered his voice, and exchanged glances with his royal huqin player, Uncle Li. Although Uncle Li didn't know what kind of amazing Shang Xirui was going to do next, he could see clearly with his eyes, he waved his hand to stop the luthiers, while he fixed his eyes on Shang Xirui for a moment. He knew that Shang Xirui was going to make up his own mind to add drama temporarily. Fortunately, this scene was not a co-performance with others, so there is no need to be afraid that people will not know how to pick up the lyrics, but he must be ready to keep up with his huqin at any time. Circus, this one is all over. If you can't sing well, it won't put Shang Xirui on the list, but you can cover up your shortcomings to some extent and make up for two points back.
Uncle Li is Shang Xirui's most silent partner, and he was once a great figure in Liyuanxing. His legendary past has never been mentioned, and his story has ended with the fall of the dynasty. At this time of the year, here is Shang Xirui's story. However, Uncle Li clearly saw images of the past from Shang Xirui - those legendary, glorious ones that run through the changes of dynasties and are unique. The black and white images of the past were covered by Shang Xirui, like a ray of light tearing apart an old dream, it almost burned Li Uncle's cloudy old eyes, so sad that he was about to shed tears.
Shang Xirui took a sharp breath, held a sword flower with the Autumn Water Sword in his hand, turned around and flew a dozen times in a row, the sword body shone silver under the light of the lamp, the speed was so fast that it turned into a light curtain. Shang Xirui's figure was surrounded by the light curtain, a touch of rich and bright yellow, as graceful as a ghost. This section has some shadows of Yu Ji's sword dancing, and it has a different strength and evil spirit from the flower spears on the stage, like a real swordsmanship that kills people.
The seats couldn't help but stare blankly, unable to react immediately. Who would have thought that Shang Xirui, who looked like an actor today, would suddenly dance with knives and guns, and act so realistically. Everyone in the audience seemed to be swept away by his sword energy, and their cheeks and necks felt chilly. Most of them saw Shang Xirui wielding a sword for the first time. The makeup, costumes, singing, and figure are completely different from usual, plus this rustling sword dance. They couldn't believe that this Shang Xirui on the stage was the "Number One Peking Dancer" they knew well, they couldn't help being stunned and their eyes fixed.
Yu Qing and Yuan Xiaodi were also watching in a daze backstage. Du Qi clapped his hands and praised: "Ha! This paragraph is well added! Brother Rui still has this ability!" Xiao Lai pursed his lips and smiled, and took Xiao Zhouzi's hand: "Look..."
Cheng Fengtai leaned on the railing and looked down, his eyes were drunk and deeply fascinated. Fan Lian couldn't sit still, leaned next to his brother-in-law, and sighed incoherently: "This brother Rui... this Boss Shang!"
They seemed to recognize Shang Xirui for the first time today.
Shang Xirui stopped and sang:
——Bings in the south of the Yangtze River are in turmoil, and the mountains and rivers in the northwest are also precarious. After two hundred years of romantic life, I just end up running away!
The air was long and steady, and it was impossible to tell that he spoke after a sword fight, there was not even a pause for breathing, and his voice was so clear that it pierced the sky. Singing the last few words, Jianfeng pointed down the stage, with a roar that split the air, and pointed at the tip of the noses of the rogues, that piercing ice-like cold light! At this time, the Poppis and Qiu Ba could see clearly that what Shang Xirui was holding was really a murderer, and there were two blood grooves gouged into the sword! His face was full of the sorrowful, angry, gloomy and powerful look of the last emperor, his two pupils could not contain the resentment in his heart, the eyes were sharper than a sword, and they were colder. He wants to clean up the government and sweep the barbarians, and the few underlings are the first obstacles to his great cause, they are the dead souls of his sword sacrifice, he really wants to kill people!
One of the poppiers, his legs went limp, he sat down on the ground, let out a scream, his eyes stared straight at Shang Xirui, as if staring at something terrifying, he couldn't help himself. People saw a piece of wetness in his crotch, which slowly dripped all over the floor. He was scared to pee by the fake emperor on stage.
The other poppis panicked, Qiu Ba and the others took the opportunity to hit and kick, beat the poppis in the waistband, and rub the poppis out of the house three or two times. It was not until outside the gate of the theater that there was a burst of thunderous cheers erupting inside, which made people's ears buzzing. The seats are crazy, really crazy. The mule pulling the cart on the road was startled by the shouting, and staggered a few times, almost stepping on the hooligans who fell on the street, almost scaring people to pee.
In the theater, Uncle Li's huqin quickly followed and played a beautiful and magnificent ending for Shang Xirui, worthy of his imperial voice. After this scene, the emperor had an audience with the empress dowager, and the empress dowager proposed marriage to the emperor. But the seats were all too excited, the cheers lasted for a long time, wave after wave seemed to be a frenzy, silver dollar jewelry and other prizes fell like rain, making the people on the stage unable to stand up. I can only take a break backstage for a while, and wait for the venue to cool down a little before submitting the article. Because Cheng Fengtai doesn't know much about opera, he has always been a very elegant audience. And he has a different relationship with Shang Xirui, so when he looks at Shang Xirui, he always has a kind of detached calm - no matter how good something is, it is taken out of his pocket to show, so he won't be surprised again It was surprising at first glance.
But today Cheng Fengtai couldn't help applauding loudly, he was very excited, his hands became hot when he was slapped. Fan Lian followed the crowd and took off his two rings and threw them on the stage. When it was over, he threw out the mother-of-pearl gold-plated tie clip, and finally wanted to pick up Cheng Fengtai's ring, and said with a cheeky smile: "Oh, He Shang The boss is very familiar, but he didn't think of preparing anything for him." Cheng Fengtai pushed him, "Die!" But he turned around and took off the ring with his own hands, and let Lao Ge go directly to the backstage to give Shang Xirui a boost.
Lao Ge clutched the ring and went backstage to meet Shang Xirui. Backstage was no less lively than under the seats, everyone was chattering around Shang Xirui with fear and joy, talking endlessly. Xiao Lai brewed a pot of astragalus ginseng tea for Shang Xirui, it greatly invigorates the Qi. Shang Xirui took a sip from the spout of the teapot, turned his head and listened to the actors praising him, and smilingly fixed his makeup in the mirror. Only Xiao Zhouzi was so shocked by Shang Xirui's play that he became extremely silent, standing in the distance with a dazed expression on his face and looking this way, his figure was reflected in the corner of the mirror, a small piece of paper figure. Shang Xirui saw him, stopped and smiled at him. Xiao Zhouzi's eyes moved slightly, and they settled on Shang Xirui's lips, where he was still in a daze without sadness or joy.
Lao Ge passed by the actors coming in and out, and came to the backstage as unobtrusively as possible, with an ambiguous, flattering, and mysterious smile. Lao Ge has conveyed such romantic news countless times for his family's second master, and he is familiar with it. Spreading his palms and showing the ring in front of Shang Xirui, Shang Xirui rolled his eyes and immediately smiled - he had seen Second Master wearing this ring.
Lao Ge laughed and said, "Second Master said, Boss Shang sang very well, let's celebrate Boss Shang's success when the show is over."
Shang Xirui took the ring, smiled and nodded.
The next show started twenty minutes later. The emperor used some cleverness to disobey the queen mother's will and marry his beloved woman as his concubine. The imperial concubine played by Yu Qing is slim and beautiful, with a sense of nobility and demise, with a high bun, still half a head shorter than Shang Xirui. Standing on the same stage, the two of them are both beautiful and beautiful. They are really a pair of beautiful couples.
Shang Xirui took Yu Qing's hand, with affection in his eyes, he sang:
—Where to throw the lanterns, the mandarin dream is hard to throw away. Here, there are plums and peaches in the innocence, but the flower pickers are less likely to make fun of them.
Cheng Fengtai and Fan Lian sat back in their seats, the tea in front of them was completely cold. Fan Lian couldn't bear to brew it, so he asked Dr. Cha to take the whole cup of tea and cover it with water to warm it up. After that, he pushed his glasses and said with a smile, "Boss Shang is really good at writing and martial arts. With Du Qi's words, It's time to be famous forever! Brother-in-law, listen to this sentence, there are plums and peaches in innocence, but the flower pickers don't make fun of it. It's a catchy sentence!"
Sheng Ziyun, who specializes in opera over there, is also admiring in a place where they can't see, admiring him very much.
Cheng Fengtai pointed at the stage, and asked with a smile: "Since he is good at singing raw, why did he sing Dan later? Didn't everyone love listening to Sheng at that time? Dan is not popular now, is it?"
Fan Lian picked up the teacup and flipped the lid of the teacup pretendingly: "There are gossips here. But I don't want to talk about it, I want to listen carefully."
Cheng Fengtai gave him a cross look, and didn't ask any further questions. Fan Lian was cultivated by Cheng Fengtai with a very contradictory personality. On the one hand, he upholds his own gentleman's style, and keeps saying don't gossip with me. On the one hand, his heart is itching and his mouth is itching, and he can't help but want to spread some secrets with Cheng Fengtai.
Sure enough, in less than half a moment, Fan Lian couldn't hold back because of the old gossip, fixed his eyes on the actors on the stage, and said slowly: "Boss Shang's singing is very good, why did you switch to Dan—this one?" It’s a matter, let’s talk at both ends.”
Cheng Fengtai was not used to him, fearing that he would take Joe, so he just let out a light oh.
"You are so close to Boss Shang, you should have noticed that there is something missing in him, right?"
Cheng Fengtai was shocked, thinking of the Nanfu troupe, thinking of Western eunuchs, thinking of Shang Xirui's charming and mellow singing voice when he was playing a woman, thinking of those funny rumors. I thought no way, without such an important part, how boring this man should be! In an instant, he remembered the two days when he occasionally shared the bed together. When he got up in the morning, the thing in the crotch of the little actor was full of energy, and he rubbed against him when he fell asleep. Others can talk nonsense, bullying Shang Xirui can't take off his pants to verify his identity in public, his suspicion is a bit ridiculous.
"What's missing? I didn't find anything missing from him."
Fan Lian pointed at his throat helplessly: "He doesn't have an Adam's apple."
So Cheng Fengtai recalled it carefully and realized that it was true, when Shang Xirui's gown was not buttoned tightly, the neck was smooth. If you loosen another button, you will see a smooth curve from the neck to the collarbone.
"Boss Shang was a singer until he changed his voice, he was a martial arts student! When it came time to change his voice, he had changed, but he was still almost the same, and his voice was too tender. The old class leader Shang—is Boss Shang His adoptive father, Shang Juzhen, has a bad temper. He devoted himself to raising this child for ten years, but it turned out to be so embarrassing. The old class leader Shang got angry and hit Boss Shang with such a thick stick, saying that Shang The boss lost his voice because he was always playing Danjiao with his senior sister. Boss Shang was also strong in martial arts at that time. He jumped over the wall and ran to the street. He turned around and shouted: "It's not my fault that I can't change my voice." Daddy, what's the use of beating me! Even if you beat me to death, the nun will still have dysentery on her head - she just can't (hair)!"
Fan Lian started laughing when he said that, Cheng Fengtai laughed too, and Lao Ge was overjoyed when he heard it.
"Later, the witty saying 'the nun has dysentery on her head—it just can't be helped' spread in Pingyang. Before Boss Shang, I had never heard of such a saying. We all suspected that it was made up by himself, hahaha! "
Cheng Fengtai laughed and said: "Boss Shang is right, it's not his fault that he can't change his voice. He is a very unreasonable master. Boss Shang must have suffered a lot of unjust beatings since he was a child."
Fan Lian said: "People who sing opera are beaten with sticks. If they sing correctly, they will be beaten. If they sing incorrectly, they will be beaten even more. He was born as a martial arts student, and martial arts students pay attention to a copper skin and iron bones, so they are more likely to be beaten. "
Cheng Fengtai finds it difficult to associate the delicate and verdant Shang Xirui with the copper-skinned iron frame, and immediately feels distressed.
"But I don't think he can sing well now?"
"It's very good. Don't you see that many of our fanciers can also sing very well? But they may not be able to go to sea, and they will get better in the long run. There is a way here. The ancestors don't reward the meal, and they can't sing for a while. They understand it."
Cheng Fengtai still didn't quite understand, so he nodded: "Then I went to sing Dan."
"Then he went to learn the piano. That's when he started learning the 18 musical instruments. I really thought I couldn't sing anymore, and I was reluctant to leave the theater. I wanted to learn a craft so that I wouldn't starve to death in the theater troupe." It has been deserted like this for more than a year. Once, I caught up with Mrs. Ping, who was singing a church meeting for an official family. She pointed out that Mrs. Ping’s voice was not suitable for cold, and she was afraid of offending the officials. Boss Shang volunteered and hid behind the curtain Dubbing Sister-in-Law Ping—that's a perfect match!"
Cheng Fengtai pursed his lips and laughed complacently, he could imagine how capable and amazing that stealing show was.
"After that, Mrs. Ping patted her chest and promised to teach him to sing Dan. The old class leader Shang didn't stop him from learning. Then Boss Shang hit a hammer here and there, and then secretly learned from famous masters. He really learned it." Fan Lian When mentioning this matter until now, I can't help scratching the back of my head twice, expressing my disbelief: "Oh! You can say that you understand it by analogy, and it's too easy to understand! His son is a very authentic business school, from his master. From one to the end. It’s hard to tell what genre his danjiao’s belong to, as if they all have a bit, but they’re not very similar. It’s just his own tone, which only makes people feel nice. So in the end, his danjiao’er is more famous Already." Fan Lian paused, and said, "Shang Xirui's word Rui was actually added after he changed his singing to Dan."
Cheng Fengtai was silent for a long time, sorting out what Fan Lian said in his mind. He and Shang Xirui have known each other for two or three years, talking about the world, the present, and the future, but it never occurred to him to explain his ins and outs to each other clearly. To actually hear these stories from other people's mouths, Cheng Fengtai suddenly became annoyed. But if it was Shang Xirui, he would definitely say: What's the matter, I know about the second master, it's all from other people's gossip. What is there to ask
Shang Xirui often has a rougher heart than Cheng Fengtai.
On the stage, the queen mother poisoned the noble concubine and put the emperor under house arrest. The emperor was imprisoned for ten years and was depressed. The long sword of Qiushui from that year was nowhere to be found, so the emperor could only face Yingshui and sigh with his bare hands: Where is Shen Baoxu with his broken head now? Who saw five hundred strong men come. It's hard to find pines and cypresses under Danchi, and wormwood grows all over the side of the golden hall. Come on! Who is it for me to ask, after ten years in Yingtai, who else will not change his mind!
As expected, until this sentence was uttered, everyone in the audience was convinced that what Shang Xirui was about to act out today was some shocking secret. It was eerily quiet offstage. They looked at Shang Xirui, as if they were peeping into a long-lost secret within the walls of the Nine Layers Palace.
Fan Lian let out a long cry, and said: "Boss Shang is so courageous! Fortunately, the emperor is in Tianjin!" He laughed and said, "But he is also really handsome! In this performance, you don't have to talk about right and wrong. How many big girls and little daughter-in-laws are attracted!"
Saying this, he looked at Cheng Fengtai with malicious intent in his eyes, to see if he was going to be jealous.
Cheng Fengtai laughed and said: "That's right, it seems like he has a lot of tricks."
Fan Lian laughed: "How fresh! Why do you think he left Pingyang!"
"Didn't it be taken away by my brother-in-law?"
"I mean before, he walked by. Boss Shang has been out of Pingyang for three times, and this is the first time!"
"Oh? Why?"
Fan Lian lowered his voice: "My girl."
Cheng Fengtai raised his eyebrows, unheard of.
"He recruited the daughter of the magistrate of the county, and the lady gave him the heirloom as a lottery. Later, the trouble broke out, and Boss Shang had to go far away to go to the cave. He didn't dare to come back until the lady got married."
Cheng Fengtai hummed twice: "I really can't tell..."
Fan Lian liked to say things that Cheng Fengtai couldn't see, lowered his voice, almost whispering, and said: "Then brother-in-law, you must not even know why Shang Xirui left Commander Cao's residence."
Because of the foreshadowing before, Cheng Fengtai couldn't help thinking: "He recruited my sister? Did he cuckold my brother-in-law?"
Fan Lian spat at him: "Why are you thinking so blindly?! But it's not very far away. He almost made your brother-in-law a cheap father-in-law." After speaking, he immediately said nervously: "It's a must. Don't spread it, you know your brother-in-law's temper."
Commander Cao has three sons and one daughter in his family, and his daughter is the third eldest. She has just entered university this year and is two years younger than Sheng Ziyun. Based on that calculation, when Shang Xirui left the Commander's Mansion, Miss Cao was only thirteen or fourteen years old, so it could still be a scandal!
Cheng Fengtai squeezed out a word between his teeth: "Fuck!"
Fan Lian leaned back in his chair, and finally concluded the gossip. "I don't know much about this, so I can't say anything about it. But to avoid suspicion, it makes sense for Commander Cao to let Shang Xirui go."
At this time, the drama on the stage was about to reach its climax, loyal ministers offered their wives to save the emperor's blood, and the emperor feigned death and escaped from the palace. The gossip offstage was not small, but the gossip on stage was even bigger, and the gossip actually went to the emperor's head, which made people gasp from time to time, with horrified expressions. Fan Lian also remained silent, with a pensive look on his face. Cheng Fengtai has seen these outrageous plots many times, and he can foresee how big the headlines will be in tomorrow's newspapers, and at that time, how much Shang Xirui should be hyped up.
Cheng Fengtai only felt faintly sour and uncomfortable. Didn't expect Shang Xirui had so many stories with so many people that he didn't know. He made up his mind to cross-examine him.
The author has something to say: The story idea and all the scripts of "The Story of the Qianlong" in the article were written by Mr. Yuzhou Yelai. Thanks to Yuzhou Yelai for his outstanding contribution to this article.