indianbanksassociation Chapter 239
Chapter 239
Chapter 239
There are many people like the prefect Wang Buzhi. In order to listen to the beautiful music, they closed their eyes in unison.
For a few minutes, everyone was immersed in the beautiful melody.
A few minutes later, the song ended, and it took a long time for everyone to recover from the music.
"it is good!"
"Good pull."
Whoa whoa whoa!
Immediately, the audience burst into cheers and warm applause.
"do it again!"
Someone shouted at Zhang Qingfeng.
"Yes, do it again!" Others also echoed.
Hearing the audience yelling to do it again, Zhang Qingfeng did not immediately agree, but looked at the prefect Wang Buzhi in the audience.
It's almost four o'clock in the morning now, maybe the prefect can't bear it anymore and wants to go back to sleep.
When Zhang Qingfeng saw it, the magistrate Wang Buzhi just nodded at him.
Zhang Qingfeng immediately understood.
"Since everyone still wants to listen to it, I'll play another song, but it's too late now, everyone should go home and sleep after listening to it, and I'll give you a piece of "War Horse Galloping"." Zhang Qingfeng said to everyone.
After saying that, his right hand moved, and suddenly, a passionate melody sounded from the erhu.
If we say that "Erquan Yingyue" is a euphemistic and beautiful melody that sounds like complaints and tears.
Then "War Horse Galloping" is a passionate battle song.
The same is the erhu music, the emotional contrast between the two is very large, but even so, I have to admit that both are very nice erhu songs.
This erhu piece is the second piece of music that Zhang Qingfeng copied in the past few months. The whole process of his "creation" took place under the eyes of the Liu family.
Even if someone sounds it in the future, Zhang Qingfeng will not reveal his secrets.
Whoa whoa whoa!
"it is good!"
"Good song."
"do it again."
When Zhang Qingfeng finished playing the erhu tune, applause and warm applause came from the audience.
Of course, there is also a call for Zhang Qingfeng to do it again.
However, Zhang Qingfeng just stood up and bowed to the audience, and then said: "It's too late, so we won't continue the performance. If you still want to listen to this huqin piece in the future, you can go to the tea garden shed, elephant shed, and Come to listen to the lotus pendant, and we have performances in these three Goulan houses."
After speaking, Zhang Qingfeng turned around and left the stage.
Seeing Zhang Qingfeng leaving the stage, many audience members left one by one with some reluctance.
"Yang Sanlang, your two huqin pieces are good, don't worry, I will definitely recommend you to the court to perform in the palace."
Wang Buzhi, the prefect of Lin'an, said to Zhang Qingfeng: "With your talent, if you are willing, it will not be a problem to become a royal musician for the imperial court."
"Thank you for your attention, my lord. I will work hard to write more novels and music." Zhang Qingfeng said to Wang Buzhi, the magistrate of Lin'an.
"Well! That's right. It's getting late. You can go back. I'm going back too." Wang Buzhi said to Zhang Qingfeng.
"Yes, the boy will send you off respectfully." Zhang Qingfeng bowed his hands to Wang Buzhi and said.
After sending Wang Bu away, Zhang Qingfeng returned to the troupe and directed the troupe to pack costumes and props.
The day after tomorrow it will be performed in the Lotus Pavilion.As long as these props are placed in the warehouse of the lotus shed, they can go home and sleep.
Fortunately, the Lotus Pavilion in Zhongwa is not very far from here. With everyone's hard work, it only took an hour for all the costumes and props of the theater troupe to be delivered to the Lotus Pavilion's warehouse.
"Everyone has worked hard today. After a night of performances, everyone must be tired, so everyone should go home and sleep first."
Zhang Qingfeng said to everyone: "Tomorrow, I will give everyone a day off. Everyone will come to Liu's house to gather the day after tomorrow. I will pay everyone their wages for these few days."
"Okay, let's disband now, each go back to each house, each finds each mother." Zhang Qingfeng waved to everyone.
After Zhang Qingfeng announced the disbandment, the talents of the drama troupe said goodbye to each other and left.
"Sanlang, I think you seem to be very sleepy, why don't you go back to Cuiwei Pavilion with us and sleep overnight." Xin Yaoqin invited Zhang Qingfeng.
"No, I still have some things to deal with when I go back." Zhang Qingfeng shook his head and refused.
What a joke, sleeping in the brothel, he would not be able to get out without being pestered by the women inside to draw a few pictures.
Now Zhang Qingfeng's paintings are very precious in the brothel, from the beginning to the end, he only painted one for the little maid.
He didn't have time to paint the paintings he promised Xin Yaoqin.
After rejecting Xin Yaoqin's invitation, Zhang Qingfeng and the Liu family returned to their residence.
He was so sleepy that he fell asleep as soon as he got back to his room.
When he woke up again, it was already afternoon.
In the afternoon, after dinner, Zhang Qingfeng went to Mr. Zhao's house to check his own accounts.
For his novels, he was charged for copying [-] words, [-] to [-] Wen.
In this regard, Zhang Qingfeng handed over to Mr. Zhao's son to help collect the money and keep the accounts. He only needs to check the accounts in a few days.
Since Zhang Qingfeng's Legend of the White Snake was released for a month, the scribes alone have brought him more than [-] yuan in income.
Not only did he repay the Zhao family's money he had borrowed, but he also saved two or three hundred guan.
To be honest, Zhang Qingfeng doesn't value money very much. What he values is completing system tasks as soon as possible. After all, he is not from this world.
However, people live in this world, sometimes it is inevitable that they need money, so Zhang Qingfeng still has to earn the money he should earn, otherwise he will be free.
The next day, Zhang Qingfeng gave everyone a holiday, and he himself had a good rest at home.
What he just didn't know was that the play The Legend of the White Snake performed by his theater troupe in Lin'an City spread among the people of Lin'an.
Many people who have watched The Legend of White Snake vividly tell their relatives and friends about the wonderful story of The Legend of White Snake.
They talked about how good the Legend of the White Snake is and how good the plot is.
There are also how beautiful Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing are, how handsome Xu Xian is, and so on.
People who watched the show in the middle of the night were even more impressed by the two erhu pieces played by Zhang Qingfeng at the end. These two erhu pieces were also praised to the sky by many people when they spread them by word of mouth.
What the best piece of music.
What has never heard such good music.
What do you want to listen to a few more times and so on.
As a result, when Lotus Shed started selling tickets for Legend of the White Snake, all of the more than 1000 tickets were snapped up in less than half a day.
Different from ordinary shows, Legend of the White Snake cost Zhang Qingfeng a lot of money, so after discussing with the owner of the lotus shed, he increased the ticket price by ten times.
If it is said that watching a storytelling or an opera in the lotus pendant used to only cost a few dozen pennies.
Then it will cost more than 200 pennies to watch the drama of The Legend of the White Snake.
The ticket price set by Zhang Qingfeng reached [-] cents per ticket for the audience in the front row.
The ticket price in the back row decreases according to the position. Even the ticket in the last row has reached [-] yuan per ticket.
Zhang Qingfeng predicted that [-]% of the seats for such an expensive ticket would be good enough, but what he didn't expect was that the seats were full.
(End of this chapter)