The imperial concubine is drunk, and the whole seat is old and decrepit
34 I’ve heard that you’re already a person in the song

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For Lin Ke.

Back then, she was still in her prime, like a willow that had just sprouted.

If he didn't practice three winters and two summers, how could he learn to sing, read, act, and fight?

She had been practicing for years, but because of her height, she couldn't sing the female role.

For the older generation of opera artists, acting was something that was ingrained in their bones.

Because in the past, that was his ability to eat.

I'll beat you up today for your future!!

It was also from his master!

At that time, Xiao Lin didn't understand.

He somewhat understood.

In Qianyuan Mountain, Nezha was flying and jumping, and her ability stunned her.

Only then did she know that it was a martial arts arena!

Compared to the literary field of a female character, there was a completely different kind of beauty.

After that, she quietly ran over.

He had thought that Nezha was a small old master, but he did not expect him to be a young man his age.

Later on, she joined this troupe that only performed on the ground.

He knew that this young man was a junior class master.

Other than that, there was a girl who was about her age.

Although everyone said that the little class master was not like a child at all.

However, she, the young master, and the young lady were all of the same age.

Usually, they spent the most time together.

This song was also given to them by the bishop of the small class.

Back then, the young master had said that this song was written about Yang Yuhuan.

She was the Yang Noble Consort from the Beijing opera, Drunken Noble Concubine.

China's four great beauties--

And this Noble Consort Yang was this shameful flower.

However, the fish sank, the geese fell, the moon closed, and the flowers shamed…

None of the four beauties had a happy ending.

At that time, riding a red dust concubine smile, no one knew it was lychee.

Now that the world is long and the end is near, this regret is endless.

Lin Ke didn't know much about this at the time, but he still remembered it.

Now, he continued to learn Beijing opera.

While understanding the play " The Drunken Imperial Concubine," he also understood the story of Concubine Yang.

In the end, the leader of the imperial army, Chen Xuanli, led the soldiers of the six armies to remonstrate with Emperor Xuanzong.

" Noble Consort Yang has brought disaster to the country. If we don't kill her, it will be difficult to calm the morale of the army."

Concubine Yang slowly spat out these words.

"What did I do wrong?"

It was like the Mawei Slope from thousands of years ago. Noble Consort Yang picked up a piece of white silk…

"Love and hate can happen in an instant!

Toasting to the moon, feeling like the sky!

Love and hate are both boundless!

I ask you, when will you fall in love?

The Chrysanthemum Terrace reflected the bright moon!

I know my love's heart is cold!

Drunk in the arms of the king!

Dream back to the Great Tang!"

After the song, she slowly placed her jade-like neck on the white silk that was also as white as snow.

Deep in love, he knew he would regret it but was unwilling to!

Hate to the extreme, hate the heavens but not the monarch!

She took one last look at Emperor Taizong.

"Your Majesty…have another cup ~~~"

Looking back at her, she smiled and gave birth to a hundred charms, and the six palaces were colorless!

Just like back then…

The song ended.

So what if she's an imperial concubine?

So what if she was embarrassed?

In the end, she was just a pitiful person who couldn't get what she loved…

I didn't know what the tune was like when I first heard it.

When I hear it again, I'm already in the song.

At this moment, Lin Ke's tears fell like rain…

The girl with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes was dumbfounded!

He quickly ran forward and hugged the petite girl in his arms.

"It's just listening to a song. Do you have to…"

Lin Ke, who was crying, was also very embarrassed. She retorted with a sobbing tone," Xuan Mei, I'm an actress. It's too easy for an actress to get into character!”

"How can you call yourself an actress? It's so unpleasant!”Xuan Mei patted her head gently.

Lin Ke gently pushed her away and wiped his eyes.

"Xizi is such a beautiful title.

There are many actors and actresses in autumn, and it is a pity that there is a place where love is deep.

All the people in the hall are old and decrepit, and the old stories of the underworld are endless.

A play without bones is difficult to control. After a change, it will start all over again…"

Xuan Mei looked at Lin Ke blankly. This was the first time she felt that she had such a good writing style…

Lin Ke smiled through tears." That's what the singer said.

The person who was singing the opera had already developed the bones to act, changed her costume, went on stage, and entered the act!

The people below the stage.

He would cry if she asked him to!

If you want him to laugh, he has to laugh!"

Xuan Mei thought for a moment." Now that you mention it, it's really…"

After saying that, she suddenly realized what Lin Ke had just said.

"Do you know the person who sang this song?"

Xuan Mei heard this song earlier than Lin Ke.

Some people sang no matter how high their voices were or how skillful they were.

After she finished singing, she only received a few compliments.

However, some people seemed to be able to do it easily.

A few gentle and quiet words were enough to sing this song into one's heart.

Without a doubt.

The person who sang " The Drunken Concubine " on Teacher Mao Qingsheng's Weibo was one such person.

After sighing, Xuan Mei finally remembered.

"Oh right! Lin Ke!

You mean the person who sang on Teacher Mao's Weibo?

It's the little class master you mentioned before, right?"

" Yeah." Lin Ke grinned.

…………

People who learned to play became people who played.

The people in China who heard this song were not as sad as Lin Ke.

He couldn't even tell what was good about this song.

However, as the saying goes.

One was not afraid of not knowing the goods, but was afraid of comparing them!

Compared to Bai Naicheng's version…

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