The bright moon reflects Lanshan again

"A Bright Moon Reflecting Lanshan Again" by Children's Palace's Red Lips and White Teeth

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Suddenly I heard the golden osmanthus cold in the cool night, but the bright moon reflected Lanshan.

one,

On Sankou Street in Dongcheng County, there is a theater called Mingyue Tower.

This is a troubled time, and the land left by our ancestors is raging with war, and the news from the informants in the east and west is not good.

It is said that the people are in dire straits, and there are dead bodies everywhere, piled up one by one to form a small slope. It was hot a few days ago, and the 'mountain of dead people' was almost smelly, and it was covered with miserable white maggots.

But where does anyone care?

The land in Dongcheng County is far away from the flames of war, and even if it is almost here, they will have no way to resist.

So some wealthy people in the county who wear silk and satin clothes and small caps with melon skin can still numb themselves, and they will go to the Mingyue Tower to drink and listen to operas when they are free.

At this time, it was Yin time, and those idle young masters lifted the birdcage, swayed their long black braids, and went to Mingyue Tower together.

It would be a pity to miss Cheng Lansheng's appearance today.

As soon as he entered the building, the general in Tsing Yi on the stage began to sing, his eyes rolled, his brows and brows were full of sorrow, and he said, "When I went there, the flowers were like brocades, and today the willows are green again."Poor Lennon is waiting in the deep boudoir, and the begonias have been in full bloom until now. Youyan tactfully, resentful and weeping.

He walked towards the center of the stage with the corners of his skirt, looked around, his beautiful eyes wandered, and settled on a spot under the stage, and flicking his sleeves left and right, he fully revealed the helplessness of this character .

After the Danjiao sang, Tingting left the stage with her sleeves curled up, while the spectators were still immersed in the play, shaking their heads and thinking about it.

Cheng Lansheng took off his makeup, and Xiaosheng, who was right next to him, moved over and said, "Lansheng, that little beggar came to see you again today, and he was standing at the door. Fortunately, the head of the class didn't pay attention, otherwise someone would have to send someone to see you." Hit it."

Cheng Lansheng paused for removing the hairpin, and then said with a smile: "Who cares about that poor beggar?"

The Xiaosheng next to him smiled at Cheng Lansheng, turned around and left with pursed lips.

Cheng Lansheng took off his make-up and changed into the long gown he usually wears, but he didn't go back to the house to rest. He first dug out a neat set of cloth gowns from the cabinet, then went around to the kitchen of Mingyue Building and took a few pancakes. Quietly, she slipped to the backyard again and opened the wooden door.

"If you are told not to come to my opera, you must not listen. If the troupe master catches you, he will definitely beat you up."

He blamed him, but there was no sense of blame in his eyes. Instead, the thin beggar in ragged clothes thought that Cheng Lansheng was really losing his temper, and stared at the tattered shoe without saying a word, which made Cheng Lansheng sneer and said: " A few days ago, when you helped me fight that local ruffian, you were so fierce? I was almost scared to death that day, and I was afraid that you would kill someone, so why were you so frightened that you didn’t even dare to speak in front of me?”

The beggar still didn't say a word, but he stopped looking at the toe of the shoe, his face was dusty with a layer of dust, his eyes were black and bright, he stared at Cheng Lansheng, Cheng Lansheng felt soft-hearted and let out a soft voice.

"Okay, isn't it birthday? Here, the new clothes are for Ji Mingxuan." He looked at the beggar and smiled, shook off the clothes, compared them to him, looked at his thin body, and sighed: "Really I can't believe you're sixteen."

The beggar named Ji Mingxuan didn't care, he hugged the clothes Cheng Lansheng had given him in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "Lansheng, I have something for you too."

He groped in his arms for a long time, and found a silver bracelet with finely carved patterns on it, but the bracelet was a little black, obviously it was very old.

Cheng Lansheng guessed the origin of this bracelet, so he didn't want it, so he didn't accept it, he just laughed and scolded: "Take it back, I'll keep it for my wife in the future, I really lost my mind, take this thing as a gift to me."

Ji Mingxuan buried his head and forced the bracelet into Cheng Lansheng's hand, then snatched the pancake from his hand, turned his head and ran away, leaving Cheng Lansheng in a daze, looking at his back dumbfounded.

two,

No one in the theater knew, he and this beggar named Ji Mingxuan had known each other a month ago.

That day, in the inner alley of Sankou Street, there was a tall and thin beggar, dressed in rags, huddled in a corner, motionless. Passed to test his breath, he was still alive.

Cheng Lansheng guessed that he might have fainted from hunger.

These years are not peaceful, even in Dongcheng County, which is farthest from the flames of war, people often die of starvation.

Cheng Lansheng frowned and looked at him, struggled for a while and still shook him awake, took out two pieces of white flour pancakes from his arms and fed them to his mouth.

Ji Mingxuan was so hungry that his head was dizzy, and he couldn't hear the sound clearly. He only saw the opening and closing of the lips of the person in front of him, and he didn't know what he was saying.

He was really dizzy with hunger, devouring the bread, staring at the person in front of him without blinking, nodding when he saw what he said, regardless of whether he heard it clearly.

Seeing his nodding head, Cheng Lansheng was amused, put his index finger on his forehead and shouted: "You idiot, just nodded without listening to what I said, I asked where you live!"

Seeing him laughing, Ji Mingxuan became even more dizzy, but at least he heard his words clearly, swallowed the cake in one gulp, and stammered, "I'll just live here."

Cheng Lansheng looked at the place he was pointing at. It was just a simple shed that couldn't cover the rain in rainy days.

After all, I am not related to this little beggar, and this is a troubled time. Cheng Lan lives in the Liyuan, and a group of actors all have to make a living by singing operas. There were even more beatings and scolding.

Cheng Lansheng felt that he couldn't take care of himself, and he didn't care about others, so he stood up and left without saying a word. Ji Mingxuan realized it later, and hurriedly stood up to follow, his feet went limp, and he fell directly to the ground .

After that, when Cheng Lansheng was singing, he could often see this beggar standing at the gate of Mingyue Tower and looking at him. Some people joked, Lansheng, you are really good, even little beggars who can't read Chinese love to listen to your singing.

Cheng Lansheng didn't say anything on the surface, just smiled and passed away. After singing, he went to the beggar in the alley and asked him, do you like to hear me sing?

Ji Mingxuan nodded.

Cheng Lansheng said with a smile, but I don't like singing, I feel pain, they all say that actors are ruthless, and I admit it, every day I am forced to act other people's stories, no matter how much emotion there is, I can't tell whether it is true or false.

He couldn't stop talking once the switch was opened. Perhaps he felt that the beggar was reliable, or maybe he just felt that he was very similar to his helpless self. Cheng Lansheng babbled a little more, and he didn't stand up until it was dark. , Put down a sentence'I don't regard you as a caring person, just listen to what I said just now, and don't come to the gate of Mingyue Tower to watch me sing in the future, it's annoying. ' and left.

Actually, why did Cheng Lansheng really find him annoying?It was nothing more than worrying that this ragged beggar would stand at the door of Mingyue Tower and be beaten or scolded by the class master when he saw it.

He is so thin, and he is still a child, how can he stand up to beatings.

Cheng Lansheng's words were so terrific, and he wanted him to stop thinking about it, so that Ji Mingxuan would not be beaten.

But Ji Mingxuan still came, once every few days, standing at the door and looking in, sometimes the one singing on the stage was not Cheng Lansheng, so he would go back with a lonely face, and come back the next day. He didn't even realize it, but all the actors in the troupe knew that there was such a No. [-] character who loved watching Cheng Lansheng sing operas like an idiot.

three,

This cool autumn day always passes quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it has already entered winter, and the air outside is chilly, like ice knives caught in it.

On this day, after Cheng Lansheng sang "Suolin Bag" on the stage, he saw Ji Mingxuan standing by the door again, wearing the new clothes he gave him a few days ago.

Not many people came to see the play in Mingyue Tower today, and the troupe master was not there either.

Cheng Lansheng deliberately teased Ji Mingxuan, pretended to be shy, covered his sleeves and half covered his face, looked at him, and smiled with the corners of his eyes raised.

Ji Mingxuan's face turned red as if he had been burned, and he turned around and ran away.

Cheng Lansheng laughed so hard that she almost fell down, she hurriedly brushed off her sleeves and left the scene, took off her make-up, hairpin and changed her clothes, and ran to the back door again.

The door opened, and Ji Mingxuan was waiting outside, still wearing the new clothes Cheng Lansheng gave him.

Cheng Lansheng looked him up and down, nodded in satisfaction and said, "It's still close-fitting. You look like a young master in such a dress."

Ji Mingxuan was not bad-looking, with deep eyebrows, a straight nose, and he was a handsome young man when he tidied up, but he didn't know what he was doing on weekdays, his clothes were always dirty and rotten, and his face was covered with a layer of gray.

A gust of cool wind blew, causing Cheng Lan to shiver and become troubled.

It's getting colder these days, and Ji Mingxuan, a solid-eyed man, always stands outside to watch him sing, and advises him not to listen. In case of a severe cold day, he still wants to stand outside and watch. what to do?

Cheng Lansheng frowned and thought of a way, but he really thought of one.

The table diagonally opposite to the left of the stage is often ordered by Boss Wang from the restaurant next door.

Boss Wang is his movie fan, and he has a good relationship with Cheng Lansheng. When the time comes, talk to him and ask Ji Mingxuan to pretend to be Boss Wang's servant and stand aside. There are rules in Mingyue Tower that bringing servants is not worth extra money. When he found out, he couldn't say anything.

The more Cheng Lansheng thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good way to kill two birds with one stone. He hurriedly explained to Ji Mingxuan, and then took Ji Mingxuan to the restaurant next door. After talking like this, Boss Wang agreed.

Thus, Ji Mingxuan was able to stand in the Mingyue Tower openly and aboveboard and watch Cheng Lansheng sing.

He is standing on the stage leaning to the left