All the forces have basically sat down. I'll get someone to invite the imperial concubine backstage.
Hehe, he probably hadn't reacted yet.
This morning, when I woke up from Changle Palace, I went to knock on the door of Weiyang Palace. Recently, he has returned to being cold and aloof, making me feel a little uncertain. But even if I didn't feel confident, I couldn't miss him on this big day. It could be said that many things today were prepared for him.
I know he misses home and wants to perform on stage again. The former is that he gave me a chance at the border of Youzhou City and gave up that chance to return to the north; of course, I should give him a chance on my 24th birthday.
When the last firework fell, its sparks ignited a thin cloth covering the back. When the flammable cloth was burnt out, the audience was amazed. Behind the thin cloth was a super large stage. The edge of the stage was gilded with gold patterns. On the stage was a lotus wool carpet, surrounded by flowers that I had asked people to put on. On the right side of the stage was the music group of Blessed Hall. At this moment, they had already adjusted the instruments in their hands and were waiting for the main character to arrive.
I watched as the palace maids invited Noble Consort Zhang out from the backstage and recalled my conversation with him in the morning.
"What are you doing? What are you doing! It's so early in the morning, you're dancing!" I knocked for a long time before he opened the palace door and didn't speak to me nicely. Those who didn't know would think that he was angry after waking up.
"Why did you take so long to open the door?”
"What do you care?" He folded his arms and leaned against the palace gate, looking at me.
"Today is my birthday! Don't forget to come!"
"It depends on my mood." He saw that I was just reminding him. He pursed his lips and felt helpless. He wanted to go back to sleep.
" Hey, hey, wait a minute." I saw that he was about to close the door again, so I quickly used my body to block between the two doors.
"What else do you want?" He saw me sticking my butt against the door and staring at me with his beautiful eyes even though he had just woken up.
"When you go, you must wait at the back and not come to the front courtyard.”
"Why? I won't." He insisted on going against me verbally.
"Good, good, good. You're amazing, but you have to wait at the back today!”
"What do you want me to do?" This time, he felt something was wrong with my words and was very confused to ask me.
I'll keep you in suspense first and quickly hide in Changle Palace.
I won't let him know for now. I hope to give him a big surprise at the banquet.
At this moment, he had just been helped by the palace eunuchs to put on his opera costume. The red mark on his forehead made his face even more handsome. His temperament was originally different from others, and at this moment, he has another beautiful memory in my heart.
He was still in shock after seeing this super stage. He had no one here, and when he was puzzled, he subconsciously wanted to ask for help, but there was no one to turn to. He looked around, and his somewhat panicked gaze finally landed on me.
I raised my hand to signal to him and waved my arm at the hundreds of dignitaries sitting below the banquet. They followed my response and began to set off the atmosphere one by one. The children all shouted.
Of course, there was no lack of whispers among the people below.
"Isn't this Zhang Jiao Er? A while ago, it was rumored that he was going to make a comeback in Northern Dynasty. Why was he acting here today?”
" That's right. It seems that the Southern Emperor is really attentive to him. He's indeed 'addicted to male seduction'."
He still looked a little lost, but I was standing there watching him. He looked at me for a while and suddenly lowered his head. I suddenly felt that his expression was touched for a moment.
He would be happy. The corners of my mouth curled up into a smile. Although many things had been weighing down on my heart for the past few months, at this moment, when I saw him willing to walk up to the stage step by step, I felt completely happy.
He lifted the corner of his skirt and slowly walked onto the stage. I had personally tested him many times. From his angle, he could see the entire table. If he was willing to raise his head again, perhaps he would be able to discover that in the distance, he was facing Yan Jin City in the north.
In front of him, I sent someone to place a bright bronze mirror. This mirror does not reflect light when the sky is bright. It can completely accommodate his figure. No one else present knows about it, only he can see it.
In the past, he always performed for others, performed for the Blessed Hall, and sang for others. But today, I don't want him to sing for anyone. He should sing for himself.
He was surrounded by fresh flowers that had been picked from the suburbs early in the morning. They were piled up by the stage in pots. I only gave these flowers to him.
In the past, I didn't dare to spend so much money. Now that I'm going to perform a big show, I can't spend less money. He's my imperial concubine, so he has a part of this money.
He's the only one on this stage. Some of the other dancers are my friends from Dayuan Academy. I didn't let them go up because of my friendship, because this stage only belongs to him today. It doesn't matter what he wants to sing or how long he wants to sing. It's all up to him as long as he's happy.
If there was a period of time in a person's life where he was not chased by others, where he was not required by others, and where he was completely his own, how lucky would that be? I don't know if he's ever had a time like this before, but today I want to give it to him again.
The cheers gradually died down. I raised my hand to signal for the audience to keep quiet. The audience was indeed worthy of being the nobles of the Great Zhou. Their quality was very high. Once I raised my hand, no one spoke anymore. Even the children were properly behaved.
I saw him look ahead and pause for a moment. I think he probably noticed the mirror I hung up for him. When he saw himself standing on the stage again, he couldn't help but be a little dazed.
I quietly wrapped my hands around it and formed a heart shape. He definitely couldn't see me doing this, but I had to do it. I didn't think I would regret it.
He lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment. Then, he turned his head to the right and told the musician what he was going to sing. After receiving the message, the musician looked at each other and nodded slightly, agreeing.
The music started to play, and the sound of the zither and strings mixed together. I felt that this piece of music was familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had heard it before. So I began to search through my memories, thinking about the times I had followed him in the past, the times I had gone to see him. There was no such play in those times, so where had I heard it?
As the music behind me rang out, I suddenly remembered when I was four years old. That day, I was so curious that I let go of my mother's hand and quietly slipped into the garden.
The garden I snuck into was a theater. In front of the hall, there were a few grandpas who were chewing fruits and drinking tea. They shook their heads and looked at the performers on the stage.
I had been studying since I was young, so my eyesight wasn't good. I had to get closer to see what was being performed on the stage, but I didn't want anyone to notice, so I could only move from one pillar to another, slowly moving around.
I looked at the child on the stage. He had a few small braids on the back of his head, which were long and thin. There were two small bangs in front of his head. He was singing a very old Kunqu opera," I took off my kasaya, took off my kasaya, and sealed the monk's room. From then on, I threw away the Samadhi Fire. Master, Master, it was not that I betrayed my righteousness and fled."
At that time, I was only about four years old, and he was about fourteen years old.
On the stage, Zhang Xiaomang continued to sing. On the stage, he was still as radiant as ever, but I couldn't help but shed two lines of tears. The funny thing is, even I don't know what I'm crying about.
I watched him sing so attentively on stage and felt that this play was very important to him. Perhaps it was his first time coming into contact with the medium of opera, or perhaps it was the song he chose for his first performance.
This was a very old Kunqu opera,"Descending the Mountain."
"There will be no result in the end. The place where I want to become a monk is a place where people are trapped. To jump out of the cage, one must sigh as soon as possible that life is easy to grow old! Sigh, life is easy to grow old."
I vaguely heard the voice that would sometimes ring in my dreams over the years.
"Ji Shenyang, it's me again."
What was going on? Why is my heart aching so much? I was still crying, but fortunately, my round table was still some distance away from the table, so no one could see me cry.
And I only felt a sudden pain in my heart, a very, very pain in my heart. This pain continued, as if my entire body and soul were about to be sucked dry by the sound of his singing.
I seem to have heard the conversation between Nian Gu and Old Mister He many years ago.
"The sea of sin is dry and turbid, the summer moon eclipses people's makeup at the foot of the mountain, and dreams are discussed in the sea."
"The world has just left, seeking nothing for him, no immortals, no demons"
"The front line has already begun, and the future will not be extinguished."
I remember what he told me on the edge of Youzhou City that day.
"Just this one time. I'll leave again next time.”
My heart ached as I slowly squatted down. I cried and couldn't make a sound. Not far from the border between the north and south palaces, the bell began to echo. Mingxiu Temple would ring the bell once every year at noon in the eighth month of the lunar calendar.
A palace servant noticed my strange behavior. I waved my hand and walked to a corner to stop for a while. I stroked my chest and sorted out my emotions, telling myself that I still had things to do today.
I quickly calmed down and when I came back, he had already finished singing. At this moment, he was standing on the stage. I didn't know if he was reluctant or reminiscing. I saw him staring at himself in the mirror in front of him, his eyes slightly red.
I wiped away the last tear from the corner of my eye and opened the corner of my mouth. I let myself get excited in this bustling place and took the lead to applaud him.
He looked at me, who appeared below the stage. I didn't know what he was thinking, but he kept looking at me during the few minutes I clapped.
"How lively!" Just as the applause died down, I heard a familiar voice at the door. There were many footsteps behind her. I knew that the main event of the day was about to begin.
What was supposed to come had finally come. My eyes lit up. I knew that although it was after my imperial consort entered the arena, it was my biggest show.
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