Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

Miss Chunhua propped herself up, hunched over, and performed the posture of an old man to the fullest.

She danced for a while, and an impatient look appeared on her face. She pushed the puppet to the ground.

Miss Xiahe fell straight down.

Song Zhen said loudly in an indignant voice: "My life is all due to the puppet. It's cold, and it's hard to buy winter clothes. I'm so poor, I might as well burn it!"

Some audiences couldn't bear to watch it. Since it was not a real puppet, but a living person, they began to feel sorry for the actor. Doesn't it hurt for her to fall like this?

To be honest, it really doesn't hurt.

Falling requires skills. At a specific position, there is a soft object on the bottom.

Miss Chunhua stood against the pillar, hugging her chest and shaking, looking extremely cold.

At this time, a raging fire burned on the stage.

The "old man" gritted his teeth and picked up the puppet and pushed it into the fire.

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, the puppet in the fire stood up by itself.

She bowed to the "old man" and slowly took off the mask, revealing her original delicate face.

The "old man" was stunned.

The music sounded again.

[What can I use to warm you for a thousand years. ]

Miss Xia He's mouth moved along with the lyrics, and two lines of tears flowed down her face. She was looking at Song Zhen.

The fascinating opera voice sounded again, and the audience witnessed with their own eyes that the "old man" wanted to enter the fire and pull the puppet out, but the heat drove him out.

The audience finally understood what the play was about.

Especially the lyrics "You and I are a perfect match", now recalling it, everyone's heartbeat tightened a little.

"It's so tearful. The puppet has been with him all his life, and it warms him for the last time with its life."

"All things have spirits. They have been dependent on each other for so long, and they must have developed feelings for each other."

"The old man made this puppet for a living, but in the end he was poor and had to push the puppet that had accompanied him all his life into the fire in order to survive."

"Apart from the facts, is the man not wrong? He is poor because he has no ability. The puppet is like his wife, and they have been together for a lifetime. How can he push his wife into the fire pit for a moment of warmth?"

"Wuwuwu Lu Siniang, I am your puppet, and I am willing to give you everything I have."

"..."

[If you shed a tear, if I can accompany you when you grow old. Turning to ashes in the smoke, it is also perfect. 】

The ending is very sad.

Finally, Song Zhen held the hands of Miss Chunhua and Miss Xiahe and bowed to the audience in front of the stage.

"Wait, could it be that the handsome young man was the one who sang the song just now?"

"That shouldn't be possible, right? Maybe there were other musicians?"

"I must ask clearly after the end!"

......

This program received the biggest applause of the night, and many people clapped their hands until they were red.

The tragic love between a human and a ghost can arouse empathy no matter what era.

In the audience, Song Zhen gave a thumbs up to Miss Chunhua and Miss Xiahe.

"Everyone performed very well! Especially Chunhua and Xiahe, they danced very well."

Miss Chunhua smiled and said, "Song Lang also sang very well."

"I can't praise myself too, right? How immodest?"

"Hahaha." A cheerful laugh rang out in the backstage.

Song Zhen regained his serious expression, clapped his hands and shouted loudly, "Everyone, there is only one program left, everyone try hard and don't leave any regrets for yourself!"

"Okay!" One hundred female musicians raised their hands and responded loudly.

Soon, everyone walked out of the backstage.

There were sixty dancers and forty musicians in total.

The performance was not on the stage this time, as the stage could not accommodate so many people.

The security personnel in and outside the venue had already evacuated, and the audience outside the venue rushed into the inner venue.

They were very close to the dancers, less than a hundred meters away.

The dancers were arranged in an inverted triangle, with the pipa musician sister standing in the front with her head held high, and behind her were Chunhua and Xiahe.

The musicians were on both sides, and there were also large water tanks behind them.

As Song Zhen's pipa sounded, forty musicians played at the same time, and the momentum was amazing.

As the rhythm of the palace tune version of "Pure Land of Bliss" sounded, all the dancers danced in unison.

[Bilibili has the five-tone palace tune "Pure Land of Bliss", and Yanzu who is interested can search and listen. ]

Even many audiences were inspired and followed along.

This is the "people" carnival.

The adapted dance moves are not difficult, they are already Tang-style, and most people can do it after just one look.

This show has no durationUntil everyone can't play or jump anymore.

In the distance, drums sounded.

It indicates that from this moment on, the new year has arrived!

From today on, we have officially entered the second year of Xianqing!

Song Zhen bent down breathlessly, and Di Renjie helped him to the chair attentively.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"This is my favorite career, I don't feel hard at all."

At this time, Li Yuanwai, Cui Qiufang and Lu Zhishi, Gongsun Lan and Gongsun Yu came towards Song Zhen from different directions.

Gongsun Yu recognized Li Yuanwai, and he hurriedly pulled Gongsun Lan back.

"What's wrong? Elder."

"Let's not go over there first, this is a big shot."

"How big?"

Gongsun Yu pointed to the sky, and Gongsun Lan's mouth opened slightly in shock.

Lu Zhishi also recognized Li Yuanwai, he quickly stopped his wife and shook his head.

At this time, a group of guards rushed in and cleared the small area.

Di Renjie was secretly surprised. This person seemed to be of great importance.

Song Zhen stepped forward and saluted: "Greetings to King Teng!"

Di Renjie was shocked!

Li Yuanwai was a little surprised. He raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "How do you know it is me?"

"Everyone in the world knows that King Teng likes to travel around the beautiful rivers and mountains, looking for a place to build a pavilion. In addition, King Teng likes singing and dancing, and he even painted a peerless butterfly. I can tell at a glance from the clothes and accessories on you."

King Teng Li Yuanying was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

"You are really a wonderful person."

"Thank you, Prince Teng, for your compliment."

"Then do you know why I came to you this time?"

Song Zhen replied neither servilely nor arrogantly: "I don't know. But no matter what conditions Prince Teng puts forward or what he asks me to do, I will refuse."

"Oh? Why?"

"I want to walk my own way with my own feet."

Song Zhen had considered it. Although Prince Teng's background is strong enough, in history, this prince was not well received by Li Zhi, who had some complaints about him.

The reason is that Prince Teng was too extravagant. Li Zhi, as the king of a country, still lived a simple life. You, a prince, are more extravagant than me, the emperor. Is that really good?

Moreover, once you enter Prince Teng's mansion, you will basically be separated from the court, which is not what he wants.

The most important thing is that he doesn't want his works in later generations to become the plaything of Prince Teng alone.

Li Yuanying frowned and looked directly at Song Zhen. Song Zhen did not flinch and proudly met his gaze.

Finally, King Teng laughed dumbly, with a hint of helplessness in his laughter.

"If I ask you to write a song for me, will you refuse?"

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