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"Farewell My Concubine," tells the story of the conflict between Chu and Han. Who is the Overlord of Chu?"

The disciples stood quietly in front of the hall. The master looked at them. Instead of the harshness of the past, he seemed a little calm. He held a pipe in his hand and looked at the most outstanding disciples among the disciples in a casual manner. He spoke in a bright tone.

Radiant.

"That is the unrivaled hero in the world, the brave general who swept thousands of armies!"

Then he took a long breath and sighed: "But God failed to help him. He was ambushed by the Han army in Gaixia, and Liu Bang was trapped to death!"

"That night, there was a strong wind, and the Han army sang songs of Chu all night long. When the Chu troops heard this, they thought Liu Bang had captured Chu territory, so they all ran away. Even the overlord shed tears!"

The old master's eyes were filled with light, whether it was tears or fire. He looked at Su Qing, who had changed his clothes and his face was still a little pale. "Even though this man has all kinds of abilities, he can't compete with destiny!"

"Think of the Overlord's stormy life. At the end of his life, only one horse and one woman were left to follow him. The Overlord asked Wu Zhai's horse to escape, but Wu Zhai refused. He let Yu Ji go, but Yu Ji did not want to. That Yu Ji was the last time for the Overlord

Pour the wine, dance with the sword for the overlord for the last time, and then draw the sword and kill yourself, this is the end!"

Shaking his head, the master took out a breath.

"I tell you this play because there is a truth about singing and being a human being. In this world, destiny is hard to beat. The only one who can fulfill you is yourself!"

The cold wind howls.

In the courtyard, Master Guan was talking like this. Not long after he finished speaking, the cry of a little leper came from a small room in the corner of the courtyard.

Destiny is hard to beat, so you have to accept it.

The overlords all lost.

While he was crying, he was already coughing, as if there was a thorn stuck in his throat. He had not coughed when he came back the day before yesterday. In less than two days, it was already clear that he was really sick.

, and also put an end to everyone’s last thoughts.

The wooden door was locked, and everyone was eating, drinking, and eating inside. It was no different from waiting to die.

After all, the old master is still a person who cares about love. The food he gives the little leper these days is much better than in the past. Seeing meat every meal can be regarded as a gift to him in these last days.

Su Qing listened without saying a word.

"From now on, you have to prepare to go on stage. You must remember that when you put on the costume and makeup, you are no longer yourself. Be careful that the characters in the play are ruined!"

But when I saw that everyone was wearing brand new cotton robes, their spirits were renewed, and the sullen look of the past was gone.

It's been almost six years. For ordinary people, fifteen or sixteen is already the age to start a family and start a business. The master has taught everything he needs to teach, and all he has to do is wait for his apprentices to come on stage and shine.

"It is passed down to our disciples, all living beings must listen carefully. Since ancient times, people in this world must have the ability to plan. Since we are engaged in this career, we should concentrate on our studies. In the future, we will be famous all over the world. The basis is at our young age——"

Little Shitou took the lead in shouting, and all the disciples echoed in unison. Su Qing also followed. The shouting voice was drowned out by the sound of the wind, and the heavy snow was flying. It seemed that the voice of Little Leprechaun also came from the woodshed, and it lingered for a long time.

Until the end of the month.

It took Master Guan a lot of effort to finally invite the manager of the theater.

People who listen to the opera are different, and the names of the actors are also different. For example, when people in the market come to listen to the opera, most of the actors have nicknames, which can only be spread in the streets and are known to the lower classes. If the big shots come to listen, or they are called

If you have a good reputation, you will become famous and become famous in one fell swoop.

The old eunuch in Zhang's house is the eunuch who served Cixi in the past. His family has a big business and is powerful. He has a good reputation in the capital, and he likes to listen to operas the most.

Anyone in the capital who wants to become a prostitute has to go to the palace for a visit. In their words, this is the rule.

The task of booking the theater was entrusted to the theater manager.

Even though the master was usually strict and cruel, at this time he could not avoid nodding and bowing and speaking respectfully. After all, it was still hard to earn face as an "actor".

"Zhang Zhaishang has entrusted you with the errand of ordering plays. Then you are our parents. If you show your support, these children will be able to wear new clothes by the end of the year!"

The old master and the master followed respectfully behind the theater owner, and their bodies became shorter when they spoke.

This man was in his thirties, had fashionable eyes, was wearing a long robe and a mandarin jacket, his hair was combed meticulously, and he responded with a smile.

"The clothes are easy to wear, but the drama is hard to do!"

"You have a good life. Fortunately, there is a fairy in this troupe, and the news reached Eunuch Zhang's ears, so I came here to pay a visit!"

Master Guan nodded hurriedly and said with a smile: "That's it, that's it. Thank you for your kindness!"

The theater owner glanced at him and said in a lukewarm tone: "As I said, it doesn't matter if I'm a little tired, but if this person doesn't show his skills, Eunuch Zhang will blame him when the time comes, not to mention that he has no clothes to wear.

, just wish yourself well!"

"Don't worry, that child was taught by me. His singing skills will definitely be the same!"

Master Guan led the way from the front to the backyard.

But I saw two figures standing on the left and right in this corridor. At a quick glance, they were both female actors.

The one on the left has pretty features, stubbled hair on top of her head, and a slender figure. She is wearing a bright red opera costume with rolled-up sleeves. Her brows and eyes are expressive, as if she is shy, and she is singing the lyrics of Yu Ji.

The manager couldn't help but let out a "tsk" when he saw it.

But when he saw the person on the right, his steps stopped, his eyes widened, and his body seemed to be stiff.

But at the end of the corridor, there was a tall and straight young man wearing a plain cotton robe, holding a long sword in his hand, and what he was dancing was Yu Ji's sword. When he turned around, the sword spike flew, and the person who turned around suddenly had red lips, white teeth, and sword eyebrows.

With phoenix eyes and an indistinguishable face, there is a tear mole under the corner of the right eye.

With a step of his feet and a twist of his waist, the young man did a somersault in the air. The long sword danced like wind and mist in his hands, and the cotton shoes under his feet were silent and exuding soft power.

It took a long time for the theater owner to come back to his senses, took a deep breath of air-conditioning, looked up and down a few more times in amazement, then adjusted his glasses and sighed: "I didn't believe it at first, but now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I

It really opens your eyes, Master Guan, you have to guard this immortal family well, maybe you will be rich for the rest of your life!"

He looked back at everyone, as if he couldn't hide his shock.

"I'm afraid the evildoers in those articles who bring disaster to the country and the people are just like this!"

Master Guan called Su Qing over.

"Xiaoqing, why don't you say hello to the manager quickly!"

Su Qing forced a smile on her face.

“Met the manager!”

"Not bad, not bad!"

The theater manager walked back and forth around Su Qing a few more times, praising him repeatedly: "Master Guan, you are really a treasure trove. I'll take care of you for your slights before!"

"Hey, where are you, I still have to rely on your care!"

The old master hurriedly responded with his hands.

"Okay, it's settled. I'll be waiting for you at Zhang's residence on the eighth day of next month!" Looking away from Su Qing, the theater owner smiled and walked out with his hands behind his back.

They didn't even listen. The old master and the old man all hurriedly followed, grinning from ear to ear.

Looking at the backs of several people, Su Qing's face was expressionless.

He looked at the long sword in his hand, waved the sword spike, held the sword in his right hand, and sang in tune: "I advise the king to drink wine and listen to Yu songs, to relieve your sorrow and dance. Winning Qin Wudao will destroy the country."

, heroes start a war on four sides. Since ancient times, as the saying goes, don’t deceive me. Success or failure can happen in an instant. Drink with peace of mind and sit in the treasure tent..."

Dance the sword and rise.

After a few people had gone away and the opera was sung, the young man smiled for some unknown reason. He was as dexterous as a rabbit or a fox, and stepped out of the corridor. He turned around with his long sword, piercing the blue sky diagonally, and softly spit out a word from his mouth like a thousand twists of the intestines.

Character.

"kill!"
Chapter completed!