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Chapter 315 Sister Lan invites the boss, Xiaoyao Wang Yan Shunhua! 【1 update】

Kun Opera is one of the earliest Chinese masterpieces listed on the World Intangible Cultural Heritage List. It is also known as the "ancestor of all operas" and has extremely high historical and cultural value.

Kun Opera first originated in the Shun Dynasty, reached a certain scale in the Yong Dynasty, and entered its heyday in the Ning Dynasty.

The annual music festival is one of the busiest times in Ning Dynasty.

If it hadn't been for the great war three hundred years ago that destroyed the inheritance, Kun Opera would not have fallen to this level.

In addition, there are more and more entertainment projects nowadays, and the number of people interested in Kun Opera is gradually decreasing.

Shen Yeqiu likes these classical cultures very much, otherwise he would not take the initiative to contact the "Collection of China" program team.

He has listened to several performances of Kun Opera, but unfortunately, he has not been able to see the true style of Kun Opera. It is inevitable that he is a little regretful.

Now hearing Ye Banglan say these four words, Shen Yeqiu was very confused: "What does Xiaoye mean?"

Ye Banglan smiled slightly: "The person Teacher Shen is referring to is Mr. Yan?"

"Exactly, it's Yan Tingyue, the former vice president of the Yunjing Art Association." The director nodded, "She is not only the successor of Qu Sheng, but also the descendant of Xiaoyao Wang Yan Shunhua. It's a pity that even Yun No one from the Beijing Art Association knows where she is living in seclusion.”

Among the princes from all directions, only Xiaoyao Wang Yan Shunhua did not have an army under his command.

His behavior is just like his title, he is free from the world and does not care about worldly affairs.

King Xiaoyao lives up to his name, with a face as beautiful as Shunhua's and an unparalleled handsomeness that attracts the favor of countless women.

It's just that history books never seem to record his family and direct descendants. It seems that Yan Tingyue is only a descendant of King Xiaoyao.

Except for King Hejia of Yan and King Xiang Qingtian of Chu, who were members of the Xiang royal family, King Hua Yingyue of Qin and King Yan Shunhua of Xiaoyao were all kings with different surnames.

Being able to rank among the princes of the four directions with a different surname, King Xiaoyao certainly does not only know Xiaoyao.

In addition to being good at martial arts, he was quick-thinking, good at singing and dancing, and was good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. The Qu Sheng also said that his talent in opera was unmatched by anyone.

Ye Banglan remembered that in her previous life, when she was looking for King Qin Hua Yingyue, she happened to meet King Xiaoyao when he arrived in Qin City, and it was rare for her to appreciate the prince singing a song for them.

Nancheng in the Jiangnan area is where King Xiaoyao most often lives.

His palace is near Nancheng.

"The program team came to Nancheng this time. In addition to filming some intangible cultural heritage craftsmen, they also made a special trip to find the traces left by King Xiaoyao in history." The director joked with a smile, "We have our antique detector Miss Ye. Yes, don’t worry about not finding it.”

Ye Banglan smiled lightly: "However, according to historical records, King Xiaoyao's whereabouts have always been mysterious, and I don't know if I can help."

Also because he did not hold heavy troops, there are too few records about King Xiaoyao about the great war three hundred years ago.

She looked through all the major history books, but she couldn't figure out a single sentence——

King Xiaoyao died.

But how exactly Yan Shunhua died and what happened to him, not even unofficial historians can explain.

If possible, she hopes to find cultural relics related to Yan Shunhua and listen to the voice of history.

"Historical books always say that King Xiaoyao has a peach blossom face and is more beautiful than a woman." Xu Qingyu also smiled and said, "I don't know what he looks like, but I am very curious."

Ye Banglan recalled it for a moment and raised his eyebrows.

She had to admit that Yan Shunhua was even more beautiful after putting on costumes and dressing up as a woman.

"I heard that many painters painted him, but none of these portraits have been found so far." Professor Shen shook his head, "I hope there will be new discoveries this time."

**

The sun sets over the western mountains, and the water and sky meet.

Birds landed on the beach one after another, and then circled up when the water ebbed, like a grand dance coming to an end.

Nancheng and Fengyuan are both ancient cities, but one is in the south and the other is in the north. The classical atmosphere you feel is different.

There is a lot of water in Nancheng, and the drizzle is hazy.

Fengyuan is mountainous and the sky is high and broad.

There was a craftsman selling sugar figures and paintings on the ancient street. Ye Banglan bent down and gave the craftsman a banknote, and in exchange he got a little rabbit holding a lantern.

She slowly took a bite of the sugar painting, and the sweetness bloomed on the tip of her tongue, and her taste buds danced.

"It's been a long time since I've been to Nancheng." On the side, Xie Linyuan stretched slowly, "I used to like sitting on the beach and watching the sunrise and sunset. I could watch it for several days."

The Nancheng three hundred years later was different from the town in his memory, but many similar traces could be captured.

Beyond the high-rise buildings, there are still small bridges, flowing water, and ancient roads and long streets.

Swordsmen once discussed Taoism here, and literati also left their calligraphy here one after another.

Perhaps this is the reason why the Chinese civilization will never end.

Because there are always tiny traces that can reveal the vast history of China.

Ye Banglan responded softly: "Well, I remember that a martial arts conference was held here, right?"

"There was one, but I can't remember the specific year." Xie Linyuan shrugged, "Except for the six major sects each guarding one side, there are many sects in Jiangnan, so most martial arts conferences are held here."

Ye Banlan smiled: "It's a pity, I haven't seen how grand the martial arts conference is."

The rivers and lakes are vast and equally complex.

Because she was unable to gather her inner strength, Hejia did not allow her to appear in places where martial arts people gathered to prevent assassination.

The Wulin Conference held every five years gathers heroes from all over the world and hundreds of martial arts sects. It is also the time for the peak showdown of Shenzhou martial arts.

At this time, the Shen Ce Army, Tian Yin Le, Peng Lai Immortals, and Bei Ming Shu will fight each other.

She has only heard about it countless times from others, but has never seen it, which is indeed a pity.

"There is nothing interesting about the Wulin Conference." Xie Linyuan raised his eyebrows, "It's just that the fighting is a little interesting, but unfortunately, since my second junior brother took the position of the leader of the Wulin, no one has ever defeated him."

The owner of Shenxiao Tower unified the martial arts world when he was sixteen years old, and no one could defeat him.

For eleven years, he still stood firmly in the position of the first person in the martial arts world, and no one could shake him.

"What is this?" Xie Linyuan suddenly glimpsed a familiar word. He squatted down on the bookstall beside the street with some curiosity, and then saw a dazzling list of books--

"Uncovering the unknown love and hatred between Princess Yongning and the owner of Shenxiao Tower"

"Princess Yongning's Marriage"

"Shock! The former leader of the martial arts world actually became the son-in-law of the Eastern Palace"

Xie Linyuan: "..."

A question mark slowly appeared on his forehead.

He began to think, is the history he experienced false, otherwise he couldn't understand the names of these books?

In his memory, the owner of Shenxiao Tower and Princess Yongning had never met.

"Fan fiction in wild history." Ye Wanlan was very calm, squatted down, and reached out to flip through the books on the stall, "Some are very interesting, you can read them as a pastime."

As she said, she took out a few more bills and handed them over, and picked a few books with very eye-catching names and bought them.

Xie Linyuan looked at the "One Hundred and Eight Secrets That Princess Yongning and the Master of Shenxiao Tower Have to Tell" in Ye Wanlan's hand with difficulty: "..."

Three seconds later, he slowly said: "Do you like to read this?"

"It's just for entertainment, why can't I read it?" Ye Wanlan said calmly, "If you want to read it, you can read the fan fiction between you and Fanyin. You are now an official pair, and there are many people who write articles."

Xie Linyuan flatly refused: "I won't read it."

Just kidding, does he look like someone who would read such articles?

He is a gentleman!

Ten minutes later, Xie Linyuan couldn't hold it anymore, and for the first time he said in a twisted tone: "Junior sister, can you give me a place to read the article?"

...

After telling Xie Linyuan where to read the article, Ye Wanlan separated from him and went to visit Yan Tingyue again.

Because Yan Tingyue had just been in trouble yesterday, Yan Tingfeng specifically asked Binghe and Tiema to protect her here to prevent similar things from happening.

"Miss Ye." Binghe was plowing the land with a grunt. "Old Yan is inside."

Ye Wanlan nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Alan, come in." Yan Tingyue lifted the curtain. "I was thinking you would come, and you really came."

"Teacher, I would like to ask you for a favor." Ye Wanlan thought for a while and said, "My program group needs to shoot Kunqu Opera. I wonder if I can invite you to have a meal first."

"No problem." Yan Tingyue smiled and said, "Even if you didn't mention it, I would definitely go if the program group came to me."

She has always wanted to continue to promote Kunqu Opera, but she can't hand it over to the people of Global Center anyway.

I'm afraid that in the future, Kunqu Opera will really be plundered. How can she explain to her ancestors?

"Thank you, teacher." Ye Wanlan said, "I'm also worried that those people will cause trouble to the teacher again in recent days. If the teacher is by my side, I will be more at ease."

Yan Tingyue patted her hand: "I feel at ease with you."

The two walked out while talking.

When they were almost at the restaurant, Ye Wanlan contacted the production team.

"Lao Liu, Miss Ye said she will bring a guest over later." The director said to producer Liu, "We need to add more seats."

"Yes," producer Liu said, "add a few more dishes."

More guests, just a home-cooked meal together, nothing to be surprised about.

Good morning~!

Sister Lan: You really won't make a fuss?