After being expelled from the mansion, I changed the dynasty by writing novels.

"Don't go! Since you're already here, there's no harm in taking a look."

"Yes, yes, I usually enjoy watching variety shows. Variety shows are interesting and come in many different types. But after reading those storybooks, I found that Mr. Wuming's writing is really good. As soon as I heard that Nanxi was going to stage a storybook play, I came here to give my full support. I have read both of Mr. Wuming's storybooks, and they are very good. I recommend you take a look."

Most people know the person who said this. He loves to seek pleasure and is rarely at home. When it comes to these leisurely pursuits, no one is better than him. You can't go wrong listening to him.

However, some people left and some stayed, and most people who hadn't seen "Starfall" were still very interested in it.

While the audience was making a ruckus, the instruments on the stage began to play. The erhu, yangqin, pipa and sanxian suddenly started playing, soft and melodious. At this moment, the actors on the stage opened their mouths and instantly brought people into the story of the tender and beautiful Southern opera singing style.

The operatic singing captivated the audience.

The melodies and rhythms of Southern Opera convey the tender emotions of the story.

The audience members who were initially skeptical couldn't help but applaud and cheer!

That night's performance of Southern Opera brought Southern Opera and vernacular stories to a new level.

The next time the opera house opened, it was packed with distinguished guests. Some wealthy families would even hire opera troupes to perform at their homes, just to see "Starfall Rain".

The troupe leader, who was suddenly receiving so much reward money, was overjoyed and secretly glad he had made the decision. He was also very grateful.

This incident caught the attention of many opera troupes in Bianjing, who all came to "beg" Ye Yuwu, hoping that their troupes could also cooperate. Among them, there were many troupes that performed Southern opera.

Ye Yuwu felt that she couldn't make this decision alone, so she discussed it with the head of the Southern Opera troupe.

The troupe leader thought about it for a long time. He also wanted to be selfish for once, but what was in front of him was the opportunity to promote their Southern Opera and let more people know about it.

Moreover, these opera troupes travel all over the country, performing everywhere, unlike them who only stay in Bianjing and guard their small territory. For them, this is a good opportunity to spread their fame.

As a result, the people of Bianjing will find that the opera troupes that perform Southern Opera now have more plays, and Bianjing has recently fallen into a "popularity" of "Starfall Rain".

As night fell, the light chariot captain was pushing back the curtains to prepare for the night in the mansion when he saw his wife reading a book on the couch.

This wasn't the first time this had happened; not only his wife, but also his daughters in the household were always engrossed in reading books.

The light cavalry captain hadn't been intimate with his wife for several days. Seeing that she had clearly seen him come in, but only glanced at him before continuing to read, he felt dissatisfied and snatched the book away.

"What's so interesting about this tattered book? My daughters have been studying with you, reading it every day," the Light Cavalry Captain loudly complained, holding up the book.

The rough and uncultured captain didn't like reading. He was just a military general, and his sons also liked to practice martial arts. Only his wife liked to read.

He was initially quite pleased to see his daughters reading books, because he assumed they were reading classic texts and agreed with them, thinking they had finally become enlightened and learned to adopt the manners of those sheltered young ladies.

Moreover, the book's title was deceptive; he wouldn't have known about it if his daughters hadn't been talking about it in the yard.

"What's all the noise about? We're at the most crucial moment!" The captain's wife snatched the book from his hands again and continued reading.

That's right, the seemingly burly Light Chariot Captain is actually a man who is afraid of his wife.

After being scolded by his wife, he had no choice but to silently take off his shoes and clothes, lift the covers, and get into bed.

From lying flat at the beginning to sitting up later, the time was less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

"It's quite impressive that Nangong Fengyao, who suffers from amnesia, can still mistake people for others."

"Poor Wu Qingzi tried everything but couldn't wake him up, and that imperial concubine was also interfering."

"They're almost engaged, why hasn't this man remembered yet?!"

"Madam, quickly, quickly turn to the next page!"

With a "snap," the book was closed, startling the light cavalry captain.

"Madam, what's wrong? Don't close it, keep reading..." The captain carefully observed his wife's expression, afraid that he might have done something to displease her.

"I'm not reading anymore, I'll read it tomorrow!" The nagging was driving her crazy. The captain's wife put the book under her pillow, lay down straight, covered herself with the quilt, turned to her side, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, she just didn't want to pay attention to him.

Besides, she has plans to go to the theater with someone tomorrow! She should probably go to bed early.

The unsuspecting captain thought he had displeased the lady, so he reluctantly blew out the lamp and went to sleep, but dared not provoke her.

An hour later, a lamp was lit in the quiet study. The captain, who never read books, put on his outer robe and read by lamplight, occasionally making soft noises.

The next morning, when the captain's wife was dressing him, she suddenly noticed that he was yawning incessantly, his eyes were filled with exhaustion, and there were dark circles under his eyes.

If the Commandant's wife hadn't called him, he probably would have forgotten the time for the morning court session and overslept.

As soon as the captain left, his wife touched her pillow, a puzzled look immediately appearing on her face. She exclaimed, "Eh!"

Because the book was placed in the wrong location.

The captain's condition when attending the morning court was also observed; he was yawning incessantly even before entering the palace.

A colleague, unable to bear it any longer, asked him what had happened.

The captain stopped yawning halfway through, realizing they had misunderstood, and explained that he had stayed up all night reading a storybook.

"What storybook is so captivating?" a colleague asked curiously.

The captain then revealed the name, and to his surprise, this colleague also knew the story.

"These stories are very popular in Bianjing now. To be honest, several of the women in my family are also reading them. Moreover, they have developed another interest, which is watching plays. They go to watch plays every day, even more punctually than I am for the morning court!"

Just as he finished speaking, someone nearby sneered, and the Light Cavalry Captain and the others looked in the direction of the sound.

A man dressed in the official robes of the morning court session looked down at her with disdain, as if he were mocking her.

"No wonder they're a bunch of roughnecks, they just love watching these weird and crooked things." The one who said this was a civil official. They had never gotten along with the military officers, including the captain. They considered themselves learned and talented, so they naturally looked down on these military officers who wielded spears and sticks, and would show off their superiority to them whenever they had the chance.

"What are you saying!" Seeing his colleague roll up his sleeves and about to step forward, the captain quickly stopped him.

Although they were simple-minded, they knew that fighting outside the palace was inappropriate.

“We are different from you civil officials; we don’t have your talent.” The captain stroked his beard and smiled slightly, and the civil official suddenly sensed something was wrong.