So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 129: Genius and Beauty
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Dancing at the bottom of the Yangliu Tower, Xinyue, singing with the fan of peach blossoms.
The square of the ruler is round, the color is heavy, and the string song is around the beam, singing a song of joy and sorrow, a love, hate, and resentment.
The cold wind on the second floor of Tiancuiyuan, other innocent guests who came for pastime rubbed the goose bumps on their bodies. They were very puzzled. They frowned and called the servants of Tiancuiyuan and ordered them to remove some of the ice in the lobby. How cold is Yuetian?
Originally, the six righteous demon cultivators could continue to stare down, but after a few words were sung, Venerable Huanjian said softly and turned his head to look down.
This move drew other people back.
——The other party doesn’t pay attention to him anymore, what’s the point of staring again.
——Master doesn’t stare anymore, why do I have to work so hard?
So everyone started to listen to the play seriously, but they were wary in their hearts and glanced at each other from time to time.
Sweeping, my mind was attracted to the stage.
This Yunzhou troupe has a beautiful body and a long and powerful voice, but after all, it is a new drama, and there are still some strangeness. It is not so good, just because of the content…
When the play just started, it was said that there was a scholar named Zheng and a martial artist named Mo. When they were outing in the spring, they took a nap in the same pine forest halfway up the mountain and dreamed of a beautiful woman.
The woman has a face like a lotus flower and a body like a willow supporting the wind. Zheng Sheng thinks she is the Yan Ruyu in the book, and Mo Sheng thinks she is a rich lady who can bring fame and fortune.
On the stage, two women dressed in exactly the same way, with a clever smile, led the two young men.
Zheng Sheng Mosheng turned a blind eye to each other. The two women did not speak. They could only hear the woman in front of the two queens confessing their affection. Wearing a scholar robe, Zheng Sheng was very subtle and euphemistic. It is Panhua Zibi, and Mo Sheng, who is dressed as a martial artist there, looks much rougher. Who is the young lady? How can she be alone in the mountains, but lost her way, should she **** her to a safe place?
The spectators of Tiancuiyuan laughed lowly.
This new drama is also interesting, with serious talents and beautiful ladies, everyone can’t help but laugh at such a comparison.
“This Zheng Sheng, too grandma!”
“Nonsense, like a rough person like Mo Sheng, an abrupt beauty, I’m afraid I will make a profit!”
The old drama bone shook his head: “What do you know, these two horns are dressed exactly the same, they should be the same person! After Zheng Sheng said a word, the woman didn’t answer, but Mo Sheng continued to speak, so repeatedly , We’ve heard the score clearly, I’m afraid it’s not clear about the posterity in this play!”
Sure enough, Zheng Sheng was helpless, and Mo Shengxi smiled and said, “Miss, did you agree? Let’s go now”!
“Oh, why did that taker take the lead?” Some spectators were dissatisfied.
Just listen to Zheng Sheng’s question: “Where is Miss Xianxiang?”
At this time, the two women who had been silent suddenly sang together: “The slave’s surname is Cheng, who lives in Beijing.”
The small gong knocked hard, and Dan Jiao fluttered off the stage. At the same time, Zheng Sheng Mosheng stretched out his hand and yelled for Miss, then stepped back and sat down on the ground.
The sound of the pipa changed quickly, and the flute sounded, and the two stretched out and muttered to themselves: “What a dream! How can I meet such a beautiful woman?”
So one took a square step, the other hurriedly strode, the two queens met and each snorted.
“Mo Wufu, are you also going up the mountain today?”
“Zheng Qiongsuan, you are chanting poetry in this pine forest, and you are not afraid of encountering robbers!”
The two broke up unhappily, and the first fold of the play ended.
Venerable Huanjian went to the theater enthusiastically when he heard the surnames of the two descendants. After the performance, the face of Venerable Huanjian was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Zhan Yuanqiu next to him is not much better than him.
This incumbent national teacher appeared in Yuzhou in a light outfit. It was something that few people knew, but Zhan Yuanqiu’s pale expression looked like someone exposed his identity to his face and laughed at him. After the embarrassment.
Only Split Heaven picked up the melon seeds on the table and asked suspiciously: “This is what the blood demon asked us to watch?”
The story of Zhengjiacun and Mojiacun, what the Venerable Sky Splitting has seen, is what’s so strange.
“Master, you are upset… because of Mo Sheng’s Wufu?” The Sky Splitter asked in surprise.
What’s wrong with Wufu? Those who think about it are so poor that they get bored when they see it!
“Idiot!” Venerable Huanjian knocked on a certain apprentice’s forehead, “Your daily scenes are all in vain. The so-called gifted scholars and beautiful ladies, don’t the beautiful ladies and scholars and martial arts be good at it?”
“Is that so?”
Venerable Sky Splitting is a little confused.
It means he understands that the woman in this dream must belong to the Zheng family, not the Mo family!
But isn’t this just a scene, why should he be so serious, Master?
“Big brother…” Zhan Yuanqiu stopped talking.
“Don’t tell me, let him see for himself!” Venerable Huanjian gritted his teeth.
Venerable Sky Split poured himself a cup of tea boringly.
The three men and disciples of the Heluo School over there are serious, the old Dao with long eyebrows and the real Chixuan faintly understand something, but they can’t say it, while the real Tianyan talked about it a few times, and instantly couldn’t cry or laugh.
The shamisen flicked, and the show continued to sing lively.
Zheng Sheng returned home and drew the image of the woman in the dream as a consolation.
“…I think she is in a deep boudoir, a citizen of the capital, thousands of miles away from the waterway here, where will she send a ray of sentiment?” Zheng Sheng sighed again and again, “stop it, it’s just the fate of a dream, but Flowers and moon in the mirror.”
Zheng Sheng’s family is poor, and his three meals are unsustainable, so he can only reluctantly take the painting to get the rice.
Who expected that this painting was bought by Mo Sheng again, and he talked to himself about it all day long.
“Why is there such a strange dream in the world, the young lady smiled and decorated her hair and clothes, I still remember that, who is this painter, do you know that lady?”
Mo Sheng went to Zheng Sheng, and the two had a big fight.
At the end of the play, some spectators thought they were boring and started to mutter melon seeds, and some began to mutter: “That woman is not a ghost mountain demon, right?”
At that night, Zheng Sheng Mosheng dreamed of a woman again. This time there was only one woman. The woman hid her face with her sleeves and cried out: “The slave family is coming out of the pavilion when she is young. My father is strict and wants the slave family to marry someone who is more than ten years old. This is a token. I beg your son to come to the capital and propose to the Cheng family!”
Speaking and took out a jade pendant.
It’s just that when Zheng Sheng Mosheng stretched out her hand to take it, the woman floated away, and the two woke up with a cry, empty in their hands and no jade pendant.
The next day they both packed up their bags and set off, muttering: “There is a word on the jade pendant, the lady’s name is Xian’er. Xian’er, it’s really beautiful!”
Venerable Sky Splitting spouted a sip of tea, dripping with Zhan Yuanqiu’s face, who was dumbfounded.
“Cough cough!” Both the real Chi Xuan and the long eyebrows were awakened, and they coughed, with weird expressions.
Venerable Huanjian has a straight face.
Xian’er, Cheng Xian’er, Zheng Sheng and Mo Sheng’s dream goddess is really a scene of talented men and beautiful ladies!
“Speaking of the capital! To the capital! Zheng Shengmosheng asked, this Cheng Xian’er, you judge, guess what, turned out to be the prime minister’s daughter, not to mention marriage, just want to process the door! Difficult, difficult, difficult!”
The clapper knocked, the Allegro hits, and the two Demon Lords and the two Mahayana Dao leaders had their faces hanging.
“Can’t ask for it, toss and turn!” Zheng Sheng cried bitterly.
“Is it impossible to make the process of abducting people?” Mo Sheng turned around.
Venerable Sky Splitting wanted to lift the table, and the corners of True Man Chi Xuan’s mouth twitched.
Cheng Xian’er fell into a dream again at night, sad: “My son, why don’t you come to see Xian’er?”
Zheng Sheng hesitated for a moment, thinking about singing: “I can’t say that I’m a disciple, and the lady is sad.” He raised his voice and said to Cheng Xian’er: “The Xiangfu is heavily guarded. How can I enter when I am a white student? Fortunately, I have a fame in □. A few months later, it will be Qiuwei. I will be the title of the gold list, the top of high school, and come to marry the young lady!”
There was a lot of cheers in Tiancuiyuan!
Most people looked depressed for a long time, and finally came to a familiar tune, can you not get excited?
“What does Wufu do, Zheng Sheng won the top prize, but he can’t marry the prime minister’s daughter?”
“Yes! Mo Sheng just got a martial arts champion, what’s the point? The general is about the same!”
“Nonsense, I can’t eat a bite of this poor and sour rice…” There was also an argument among the spectators, and then it occurred to the audience that the play is a play, which is different from reality. Maybe Zheng Sheng has actually passed the exam, so he took a sip, “This Cheng Xian’er, profuse, looking for two men to ask for a dream, what else could it be?”
As soon as the voice fell, I only listened to Zheng Sheng singing on the stage:
“Miss, there is something I don’t know in my mind. Does the lady have sisters? Can I also hope someone will help?”
“I don’t have it!” Cheng Xian’er was unhappy, and reprimanded, “Is the son marrying Xian’er without feeling inadequate in his heart? Want to enjoy the blessing of the emperor and the British?”
“Ah, miss! Misunderstanding!” Zheng Sheng hurriedly said, “I have fellow villager Mo Sheng, but I am a martial artist. He also… dreamed of Miss!”
“Yeah!” Cheng Xian’er was surprised and said, “I have a family heirloom mirror. I wipe it with rootless water in the middle of the night, and ambergris attracts the soul. I can find the person of the three lives! I thought the son was I am a good match, why is there someone else?”
After talking and crying again:
“I see! Bao Jing was thrown by my father, and there was a crack. It must be so, it provokes others!”
“Miss…”
“Don’t say anything else, I like the gentleman, who likes Wufu?” Cheng Xian’er frowned.
The two said a few more words, waking up with gongs and drums, and each exited.
Mo Sheng came on stage, holding a riding whip, and sang angrily: “I dreamed of a beautiful woman last night. This is different from the previous time. She said a lot this time. I am not happy yet, but I am shocked! Yes! After tossing and turning, Ms. Cheng said the last name and surname, and the last time Ms. Cheng asked me to go to Beijing, she didn’t answer me! Yin Yin told me, so affectionate, it turns out that I went into a dream by mistake!”
Mo Sheng flicked two whips and continued singing:
“I can only hear what the young lady said, but I don’t know what the other person said. If this is the case, I will kill me too! Miss Baojing added a grievance, and Wufu was a suspect!”
After singing, he yelled: “That person must be Zheng Sheng! He never wanted it!”
After this discount, the Tiancuiyuan guys carried the copper kettle to add water to the table, and the spectators were already itchy by this strange feeling.
Sure enough, Cheng Xian’er did everything possible to persuade the prime minister, and allowed her to marry the No. 1 scholar, Zheng Sheng studied hard for the exam, but the uncle of the Mo Sheng clan was a noble man, and he actually donated a prison student to Mo Sheng. Exam places.
The gold list is announced, Zheng Sheng is thin and weak, and the imperial court does not lose his name.
Cheng Xian’er was waiting at home, and she was overjoyed when she heard that the champion man came to propose marriage, but she was shocked when she saw Mo Sheng suddenly.
Mo Sheng wore a red champion robe and said, “Miss dislikes martial arts, but I know that I am both civil and military? Miss Baojing is flawed, so I don’t know that I am not the one destined by the lady.”
Cheng Xian’er cried bitterly, but it was a foregone conclusion.
The prime minister said angrily: “You are not in every possible way, you are all tossing, you asked for the champion to marry, and now the champion comes to propose marriage, you are **** again! Asked the lady to go down and get married quickly!”
The spectators are okay, because this six-fold play is only halfway through, so there must be a setback.
Huan Jian, Long Eyebrow, and Chi Xuan’s face all changed.
Mr. Tian Yan almost slapped the table—Chen He actually guessed what he meant! ! The magic repair who shouldn’t ascend, ascend, become immortal!
Tian Yan Zhenren got excited and found that everyone around him was watching him.
“Okay! Well done!” Tian Yan Zhenren laughed.
His reaction made the wobbly speculation of the old Dao Brow and the real Chi Xuan come true, and he immediately showed an expression of wanting to faint.
Venerable Huanjian looked at the movements of the three masters and apprentices here, and muttered to himself: “Could it be…”
The play continued to sing. Cheng Xian’er refused to marry, went back to her boudoir, cried at the Guanyin statue, and was so angry that she lifted her precious mirror and slammed it on the ground.
Then the body shook for a while, fainted, and the strings changed. A maid came to the stage and helped Cheng Xian’er: “If you don’t want to get married, don’t you want to marry the Li Xiaohou master. Isn’t it better to use the treasure mirror to find someone who is destined?”
“You, what are you talking about?” Cheng Xian’er tilted her head, facing the audience with her side sleeves, “Lord Li Xiaohou was the person that my father originally ordered. Why did you talk about him again? I want to ask.”
“Miss, it’s a great spring. Just don’t want to let it down, you might as well ask Baojing and promise you to Qiuwei’s champion!”
“Ah! This is what the maid said half a year ago, how did it happen?” Cheng Xian’er panicked, she opened the window again, and checked things again, “I went back half a year ago. Xie Bodhisattva blessed and Xie Bodhisattva expressed her pity. !”
Cheng Xian’er picked up the treasure mirror in surprise, and then put it down again: “No, if you see Zheng Lang, don’t you want to provoke me! I want to repair a book and send it to Zheng Lang’s house, tell him the cause and effect, and help him silver Go to Beijing! It’s best not to let Mo Sheng go to Beijing! That person is my enemy and Zheng Lang!”
Cheng Xian’er sang the last line sadly.
The Heluo faction and Zhan Yuanqiu were full of horror, while Venerable Huanjian stood up abruptly and set off the table.
One hand presses on the square table.
Shi Feng didn’t know when he would come, and he fixedly watched Venerable Huanjian: “This play, but it sounds good?”
Venerable Huanjian’s face was distorted for a while, and he took a deep breath and sat back to his original position: “…not bad.”
The author has something to say: a lot of girls asked, cough, just comment it
Miss is not the incarnation of heaven, she is just the illusory concept of “becoming a fairy”
Zheng Sheng (right way) and Mo Sheng (moxiu) all turned to her.
The way of heaven does not allow demons to become immortals [get Chengxian]
As for the later reversal of the plot, Cheng Xian’er plans to tell Zheng Sheng to deal with Mo Sheng. This is planned for the plot, not to imply that the lady is a cough of heaven. It’s all hinting at the monks who listen to the drama, what is going on with those revenge
This terrible talent and beauty wrote that my toothache…
Of course, in the past, the gifted scholars and beauties were like women who were uneasy in the room and hated the way they could not marry, and then they will marry tomorrow if they propose a marriage today, saying that they will be admitted to the champion immediately →_→