Journey To the World of Film and Television

The sound of the bronze mirror falling awakened Du Changfeng, who was in a daze, and got up trembling, trying to cover his dark eye sockets, but grinned in pain.

"Brother Du, how are you?" Seeing Du Changfeng wake up, Ouyang Xu quickly helped him sit down beside him and asked what happened.

When Du Changfeng said this, he didn't get angry, touched his eye sockets carefully, and told his own experience with aggrieved expression.

After listening to Du Changfeng's complaints patiently, Ouyang Xu was sure in his heart that the one who beat him yesterday and the one who beat Du Changfeng today were most likely the same person.

Now that he knew that the other party was trying to stand up for Pan'er, Ouyang Xu heaved a sigh of relief, secretly glad that after being beaten in the tea house yesterday, he kept his mind and found someone to suppress the matter, and did not choose to report it to the police.

Ouyang Xu pursed his lips, took two steps back, and bowed his hands together, "Brother Du, Brother Du thought of me wholeheartedly, but I caused Brother Du to be like this. I really feel sorry for Brother Du, but... I still have I don't know if Brother Du can agree to a ruthless request?"

"Please, Ouyang, you and I feel like old friends at the first sight. If you have something to say, why do you need to be so courteous?" Du Changfeng quickly stretched out his hand to help Ouyang Xu up.

Ouyang Xu grabbed Du Changfeng's sleeve and said seriously: "Please don't spread the matter of Brother Du being beaten today, let alone the lady of the Gao family."

"Why?" Du Changfeng asked with confusion, "Is Ouyang afraid that the lady of the Gao family will know where Zhao Pan'er is? I don't think the lady of the Gao family is quite open-minded? She doesn't seem like the kind of jealous temper."

Seeing Ouyang Xu shaking his head, Du Changfeng got up and went to the other side of him, and continued: "If you want me to say, when she came to visit you yesterday, you should borrow the donkey from the slope. Mrs. Gao already asked you if you have anything The confidante is a confidant, and you still keep it from her."

Ouyang Xu couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said: "That's just a test, do you really think she will let Pan'er be a wife?"

"How is that impossible? Although Ping's wife has a nice name, she is still a concubine in the genealogy. The lady of the Gao family is also well-educated, so maybe she can agree?" Du Changfeng admired, "Not jealous, but The demeanor of a famous family!"

"Do you really think she's neither jealous nor jealous?" Ouyang Xu showed a mocking expression, and asked instead: "Brother Du, do you still remember the last time we went to Second Lieutenant Yang's house together?"

"Oh, I remember, there is a young lady from the Su family, the third-bang Su Yuanxing's sister, who sent you plum blossoms." Du Changfeng nodded.

"Three days after she delivered the plum blossoms, she accidentally fell when she was going out, and she has been unable to see her left eye since then." Ouyang Xu's face sank like water, and he said in a deep voice: "At first, I thought it was just a coincidence, but later on At the Luming Banquet, he threatened to betroth his youngest daughter to my school secretary Mr. Gong, and something happened to his family."

"When his little daughter was traveling on a boat, the boat capsized accidentally. Although she was rescued, her clothes were wet and she was seen by many people." Ouyang Xu said in a deep voice, "So, under humiliation, I can only become a monk and make a female crown."

"So, you think all of this has something to do with Mrs. Gao?" Du Changfeng said with his eyes wide open, hearing what Ouyang Xu meant.

"Her father is a high-ranking official in the court, and her aunt is the favorite concubine of the official family. She takes it for granted that everything in the world should be taken by her, including me." Ouyang Xu said with a gloomy expression, "Jinshi's younger sister, the sixth-rank Official, if she says to do it, she will do it, once she knows about Pan'er's existence, the consequences will be disastrous."

"No, then why do you still want to take Zhao Pan'er as your concubine?" Du Changfeng asked in surprise.

"Actually, I said that just to annoy her."

Ouyang Xu smiled bitterly and said: "I know her too well, how can she bear the insult of concubine, as long as she walks away, as long as Gao Hui doesn't know her existence, I can keep her safe."

the other side.

Zhou Ji and Si Teng recruited a few people to start preparing for the selection of "Qin Xianglian", completely unaware of the good intentions of 'Chen Shimei'.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhou Ji went to the tooth shop to get the land deed, and bought the seats, cups and other sundries needed for the teahouse by the way.

Passing an intersection, Zhou Ji heard a burst of chaotic and hurried footsteps coming from behind. He turned his eyes and saw pedestrians flocking to another street for some reason. Zhou Ji didn't want to join in the fun at first, but saw a familiar The figure, so he followed.

"The oiran is here! The oiran is here!! Come and see!"

Song Yinzhang was walking alone on the street with his pipa in his arms, standing in the middle of the road and looking around.

On the already lively street, there were still many people swarming. Those people were men and women, beckoning friends and companions. Before Song Yinzhang could figure out what was going on, he was staggered by the flow of people.

The young man running over while yelling accidentally bumped into Song Yinzhang's shoulder. Song Yinzhang staggered and failed to stand still, leaning forward.

"Ah~" Song Yinzhang's heart hung in the air, he closed his eyes and exclaimed, and the moment he fell to the ground, he hugged the pipa tightly in his hand.

Just at the critical moment, a generous and warm palm lightly rested on her shoulder. Although it was just a touch, she recognized the other person's identity through the reassuring touch and temperature.

"Young Master Zhou" Song Yinzhang's eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was standing firmly on the ground, his eyes glanced at his shoulders from the corner of his eyes, as if it was an illusion that he was about to fall just now.

"Miss Yinzhang, why are you here?" Zhou Ji smiled, looked around and asked, "Where are Yinping and Xiaokui? Didn't she want to take you to Miss Pan'er?"

"I just left Sister Pan'er to report to Jiaofang Secretary." Song Yinzhang lowered his head and whispered.

Zhou Ji hesitated to speak, raised his eyes to look at the street surrounded by pedestrians, changed the subject and said: "It's so lively ahead, do you want to take a look together?"

Song Yinzhang was already curious in his heart, nodded with his eyes shining, and followed Zhou Ji to Qianmen Street.

In the middle of the street, flower petals open the way.

A luxurious and beautiful woman came meanderingly on a white horse, accompanied by more than 20 maids, who scattered flowers along the way, looking very lively.

A young literati who just arrived next to him squeezed out of the crowd, his eyes lit up and he said, "Huh~ Isn't that Zhang Haohao?"

"You just know? Who else can there be besides her?" A middle-aged man dressed as a businessman next to him said, "Leader of the teaching workshop, this is the most famous oiran lady in our Tokyo city. Her song is like fairy music." If ordinary people want to hear it, they have to spend a lot of money and wait for half a month!"

Song Yinzhang looked around from behind Zhou Ji, and happened to see Zhang Haohao, who was proud of the scenery, picking a silk peony from his hair and throwing it over.

For a time, countless people scrambled for it.

Even Song Yinzhang had never seen such a scene when he went to Jiankang Mansion.

Song Yinzhang became more and more curious, tilted his head to look at Zhou Ji's side face, tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "Young Master Zhou, do you know what she is doing?"

"There are geishas parading the streets only in Wa country."

Zhou Ji sneered, raised his eyes and looked at the sky, "Tokyo. Tokyo is such a Tokyo. The co-author is this 'Tokyo'?"

"Mr. Zhou, what's the matter with you?" Song Yinzhang hesitated seeing Zhou Ji's expression was wrong.

"It's nothing, I just thought of some people with crooked buttocks and some things that are indisputable." Zhou Ji shook his head lightly, with a faint expression.

Song Yinzhang didn't understand, blinked his big confused eyes, and tilted his head in doubt.

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Seeing that Zhang Haohao was about to pass by, a young lady not far away showed off to her companions: "Today, the Eight Great Kings celebrate their birthdays, and the teaching workshop is dedicated to all the songs and dances in the Yanan Building. Lady Zhang came out and sang a song." "Sound of Wild Geese", the officials not only rewarded her with a colorful dress, but also allowed her to parade in the imperial street! Look, how beautiful! That hairpin was awarded by the Eighth King of Longevity! Even hundreds of pens can't be bought!"

"Jiaofang? Is she a singing girl?" The little lady's companion asked in surprise.

The little lady said unhappily: "Why, you still look down on others??"

The little lady put her hands on her chin and said longingly: "I'm so envious~ If only I could be as beautiful as her."

If you really regard the Jiaofang Division as a literary and art work group, if you become a lowly citizen, you will enter the system?

Zhou Ji's blood pressure was full as he listened. If it was in the modern world, it would be fine if the little xenon girls living in honeypots were so immature and anti-intellectual. , there are even women yearning for 'Oiran'.

Song Yinzhang was greatly touched when he heard the two talking, and stared at the direction where Zhang Haohao disappeared. She never knew that being an oiran could be "loved" by so many people. She couldn't help thinking, if such a beautiful scene could If it happens to me, then this life is not in vain.

Zhou Ji glanced sideways at Song Yinzhang who was about to limp.

I really don't understand why this girl is so naive and believes whatever others say.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will be sold and I will have to count the money.

Zhou Ji shook his head, looked at the little lady who yearned for Huakui, sneered and said, "Are you envious? If you are so envious, why don't you also sell yourself to become a lowly citizen?"

The little lady's face turned pale, and she trembled with anger. Her whole body was sweating in the hot weather, her hands and feet were cold, and she looked around, as if feeling that the men around her were staring at her. The companion squeezed out of the crowd to escape, and wrote a small composition when he was about to go back.

"Does Young Master Zhou look down on people of humble origin?"

Zhou Ji turned around and saw Song Yinzhang's sad and gloomy eyes. He put his hand on her shoulder and said gently, "People are born equal. Serving others, who would want to stay in a lowly place unless forced to do so? What I look down on are those who despise themselves, not those who are struggling to survive.”

Walking through the street, Zhang Haohao happened to hear what Zhou Ji said, and his eyes drifted lightly over him, his expression remained proud, and his mood was calm.

At this time, Song Yinzhang looked at Zhang Haohao's parade team, and his eyes were a little more confused.

The people who watched the excitement around chased the parade team and gradually left, and the originally noisy street became much more empty.

Zhou Ji was worried that this silly girl would be fooled by someone again, so he thought for a while and said, "Aren't you going to report to Jiaofang Secretary today? Let's go, I'll see you off."

Talking and walking forward, Song Yinzhang opened his mouth, but seeing Zhou Ji had already walked a few steps, he quickly hugged the pipa, followed in small steps, and thanked softly, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou."

"You don't need to be so polite, you are the future coach of our music class, you can't be fooled by anyone casually." Zhou Ji smiled.

From Huating to Bianjing, Zhou Ji would burst out some strange words from time to time. After getting along along the way, Song Yinzhang could understand some of them one after another, and he could hear Zhou Ji's jokes. It's the biggest bluff."

The two were chatting and laughing, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the gate of Jiaofangsi. The melodious and melodious sound of singing and dancing, silk and bamboo music continued to come from Jiaofangsi. One look.

Seeing her pitiful expression, Zhou Ji thought she wanted to ask him to go in with her, but seeing Song Yinzhang took a deep breath, he plucked up his courage and walked into Jiaofangsi alone.

The Jiaofang Division in the capital city is no different from Qiantang except that it has more people and a larger place.

Song Yinzhang asked about the position of the head of the Yuan all the way, but unfortunately everyone was busy with their own affairs, and few people responded.

Song Yinzhang sat on the porch and waited for Yuan's principal to come. He was bored and played the pipa in the yard. Before he knew it, the porch was full of people, all immersed in her pipa music.

After playing a song, a young man in official uniform clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Yue Han let out a deep chime, and suddenly the song broke and the sound was complicated. It's wonderful, it's wonderful!"

Song Yinzhang got up quickly and saluted. Behind the man was a middle-aged chief official with a slight beard, who seemed to be the chief executive here, Yuan Changhe.

"My concubine, Song Yinzhang, who was born in Leying, Qiantang, was entrusted by Xu Zhouzun in Xiuzhou to deliver a message. I don't know where the Yuan envoy is now?"

Yuan Changhe stroked his beard and smiled, "This old man is Yuan Changhe, the envoy of Jiaofang."

Song Yinzhang presented the wooden box he was carrying with him, and said with a long salute: "Mr. Song sees the envoy of the Yuan Dynasty."

Yuan Changhe waved his hand to signal the surrounding musicians to step back, opened the wooden box to look through the letters inside, and a charming but somewhat haughty voice came from a distance, "Who played "Xiliangzhou" just now?"

Song Yinzhang took a closer look, and found that the person who came was actually Zhang Haohao who had returned from a parade.

The clothes I just paraded in the street have not been changed yet, so I probably rushed here because I heard the pipa.

Seeing the three people in front of the corridor, Zhang Hao paused, his original pride and confidence immediately subsided, and he saluted respectfully: "I have met the envoy Yuan, and Lord Shen."

"Here we go." Yuan Changhe raised his hand and said with a smile, "This is Mrs. Song Yinzhang Song, who is known as the number one pipa player in the south of the Yangtze River."

"The envoy of the Yuan Dynasty praised him absurdly, but Yinzhang is ashamed and dare not take it." Song Yinzhang bowed and said with lowered eyes.

"It's you?" Zhang Haohao noticed Song Yinzhang who was holding the pipa, and immediately recognized the person he saw on the street.

Yuan Changhe said curiously: "You guys know each other."

"I just had a face-to-face meeting while parading in the street." Zhang Hao looked Song Yinzhang up and down, raised his chin and said, "You play the pipa well."

(Ouyang Xu, the worst ex-husband in "Menghualu")