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Chapter eight hundred and eight: Fengyan Joy

These two long red paintings were rolled down from the top of the opera troupe, and everyone looked at them in surprise.

Good fortune and fortune are both happy, and immortality is endless!

A birthday celebration... can you still congratulate like this?

This is definitely the first time in the world.

But after listening to this touching drama.

Especially in the play, Yang Silang's filial piety towards his mother and the warmth of family unity have not yet dissipated. These two long lines suddenly came, which brought everyone back to reality.

But he heard Zhu Houzhao fall to the ground and pay his birthday to the emperor's grandmother.

Suddenly.

Only then did people realize that Zhu Houzhao was Yang Silang, or... She Taijun, and why wasn't she the Empress Dowager?

Silang visits his mother, where is the prince’s birthday?

So, it gives people a wonderful feeling.

It seems that the play is not over yet.

I only saw Zhu Houzhao kneeling at the foot of the Empress Dowager, extremely obedient. He was still painting Yang Silang's makeup and did not take off. This was a young actor on the stage, as if he was still singing the play.

Emperor Hongzhi was anxious to rush forward, but suddenly stopped. He looked sideways and looked at the "Fu Lu Wu Shuang, Longevity Wuji", and looked at Zhu Houzhao again, but looked at the Empress Dowager nervously, carefully observing the Empress Dowager's face.

This kid did something good.

Who knew that he would be so unique and use this method to celebrate his birthday?

This kid has grown up and finally knows the word "filial piety".

But Emperor Hongzhi was still worried that this way of worshiping birthday made my grandmother a little unbearable.

The Empress Dowager was stunned. She lowered her head and looked at 'Yang Silang' carefully: "You... are you Yang Silang?"

Zhu Houzhao said: "Sun Chen is Yang Silang."

"Are you Zhu Houzhao?" The Empress Dowager said tremblingly.

Zhu Houzhao said: "No, my grandson is also Zhu Houzhao."

The Empress Dowager suddenly understood everything.

This is why I have such a play to pay my birthday to myself.

How much effort does this... take?

There are also children, the prince, but like a mud monkey, with such thick makeup on his face, and every expression and even every step seemed to have put some thought into it.

This kid... I'm afraid... he has put in a lot of effort these days.

After all, I never heard him sing an opera before.

The Empress Dowager sighed, and her tears were blurred: "It's hard for you, it's really hard for you. How many people in this world can have such filial piety as you?"

“…”

This has hit a large number of people.

Emperor Hongzhi was happy, but suddenly felt a sour feeling.

He thought to himself, he just sang a play.

The Empress Dowager had already helped Zhu Houzhao up, but Zhu Houzhao had not put down her makeup yet. However, Yang Silang was wearing military uniform and majestic. Zhu Houzhao couldn't bear to take it off. It seemed that only this costume could show her domineeringness.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Great-grandmother, Sun Chen is already filial. You don't know that Sun Chen's throat almost became dumb in order to sing the opera. There are other actors, who always sing the wrong lyrics and often go out of tune. They may run away from the wrong scene. Thanks to Sun Chen, they corrected them again and again. This play was arranged by Fang Jifan. Fang Jifan said that Sun Chen was entertaining relatives in color, and this opera was a cheap career. It was really not nice to say it. People say it is a low-ranking thing."

What Zhu Houzhao said is the truth.

In the current world, people who sing opera are either musicians or even those who cannot survive are often ridiculed and ridiculed. Zhu Houzhao said again: "Sun Chen is the prince and cannot sing operas. This singing is amazing. Isn't this aversion of rank and inferiority."

Zhu Houzhao shouted loudly, fearing that his father and ministers would not hear it.

In fact, Emperor Hongzhi felt that Zhu Houzhao was making a fool of himself again, and your prince was going to be an actor?

The other ministers thought to themselves, hey, the prince can’t change it. Look at him and make trouble for this. If he becomes the emperor in the future, where will he still perform on stage?

But when they heard this, they felt a little overwhelmed.

Zhu Houzhao continued to say carelessly: "Sun Chen sings operas just for his great-grandmother. Even if he can win Sun Chen, he will be willing to die. He is still afraid of playing on stage. Even now, if he casts Sun Chen's dragon son down to the mortal world, he can really become a inferior one. But as long as his great-grandmother is safe, it is nothing. I don't think that some people are serious about filial piety and filial piety every day, and they are filial piety every day, and they are filial piety every day, and they are dependent on their identity and take on themselves. If they really want to do something for their great-grandmother, they feel that this is inappropriate and that is not good. In the end, they are afraid of losing their reputation and their own benefits."

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "Great-grandmother, Sun Chen treats you with all his heart. If you like it, I won't do this prince anymore and I will sing it to you all day long."

Emperor Hongzhi's old face turned red.

A little speechless.

Who is this guy scolding?

However, Emperor Hongzhi got used to it, and deliberately looked around with his hands behind his back, as if Zhu Houzhao's words had nothing to do with him.

But Zhang Mao and others on the left and right sides were all blushing. His Royal Highness, is this talking about himself?

The atmosphere was a little awkward at one point.

The Empress Dowager seemed to have heard the hidden meaning.

But... the feeling of the emperor and the ministers was that at her age, there was no place to care about it. Seeing her great-grandson looking like she was going to the mountain of swords and fire, she hurriedly said, "Caiyi entertains her relatives? It's not allowed to entertain the play in the future. If the Ai family likes to listen to this play, they will sing it. You are not allowed to join in the fun, let alone say that you don't do the prince's business. You are the prince. Where is the pillar of our Ming Dynasty? Come and sit down, be hungry, eat something."

Zhu Houzhao was pulled into the shed by the Empress Dowager.

Zhu Houzhao sat down loudly, picked up the crispy pear on the desk and ate it, and said, "It's so fragrant, Sun Chen is really hungry."

The Empress Dowager was already very happy and was in a very cheerful mood: "Eat quickly, eat quickly."

At this time, Fang Jifan ran away happily and wiped his forehead with sweat. Did he succeed? It should have been successful.

He first went to Emperor Hongzhi and saluted: "I have met Your Majesty."

Emperor Hongzhi finally recovered: "Do you still know how to sing opera?"

Fang Jifan sighed: "I didn't know it."

“………”

Fang Jifan then said loudly: "But thinking about the days ago, the Empress Dowager's body was not safe. My son was anxious. He didn't want to eat. He heard that the Empress Dowager was about to celebrate his birthday. I slap it..." Fang Jifan knocked on his forehead, exerting too much force, and it hurt a little. He bared his teeth and continued: "These countless lyrics and thoughts emerged. Perhaps... this is in the dark, it is our Empress Dowager's kindness and kindness that moved my son and heaven. Only then did the heaven bring down the lyrics and music to entertain the Empress Dowager."

This... is a bit mysterious.

But on such a day, Emperor Hongzhi laughed and laughed: "Excellent, great, it's hard to succeed you."

In the distant shed, the Empress Dowager heard Fang Jifan's voice and understood in her heart that this was the birthday ceremony made by the prince and Fang Jifan, and said, "Jifan, come."

Fang Jifan glanced at Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded naturally by the other party Jifan.

Fang Jifan was as if he had been amnesty and hurried to the shed, just as he was about to salute the Empress Dowager."

"The Ai family likes your play. In the future, I will invite the troupe to the palace a few days later, and the Ai family will listen to it."

Fang Jifan immediately said, "Sun Chen wants to say this, and is preparing to set up a Fang family. The empress likes it, even if Sun Chen cuts into pieces and his disciples die, he will definitely... "

The Empress Dowager hurriedly said, "What are you talking nonsense?" He picked up a crispy pear and stuffed it into Fang Jifan's hand: "Come on, block your mouth."

Fang Jifan said oh.

It seems to be a bit too hard.

The Empress Dowager still doesn't like such a nutritious way of expression, but Fang Jifan has always been upright and I don't bother to think about the shameless and obedient words.

Fang Jifan was gnawing on the pear.

The Empress Dowager was still savoring "Silang's Mother" in her mind, and couldn't help but say, "This Silang's Mother is really interesting. I have to listen to it a few more times in a few days, but... Is it only Silang's Mother?"

While chewing the pear, Zhu Houzhao said, "There are many things. Lao Fang told me that he had thought about dozens of lyrics of the play, and... well...'"The Case of the Chopping of Beauty"

"The case of beating the beauty, what case of beating the beauty?" The Empress Dowager looked confused.

Zhu Houzhao explained patiently: "It's just that there is a prince consort, a dog-like thing. I rub it and use a dog-head guillotine to chop it."

"..." Fang Jifan's face changed slightly.

Why did he remember "The Case of the Chopping of Beauty" after he taught him dozens of dramas?

The Empress Dowager said, "This sounds a little scared. What else?"

Zhu Houzhao tilted her head and thought for a while. When she saw the girl standing behind the Empress Dowager, her eyes lit up: "There are more, and "Battle the Golden Branch"!"

"Grab a golden branch?"

Zhu Houzhao said: "It's just that there is a princess with a bad temper, beat him up!"

"..." Zhu Xiurong looked at Zhu Houzhao with his eyes bulging, as if he was about to have an attack.

Zhu Houzhao hurriedly said, "This is the princess of the Tang Dynasty, the princess of the Tang Dynasty, and the princess of the Tang Dynasty has a bad temper. The main reason is that the princess of the Song Dynasty, and the princess of the Song Dynasty is also very bad. It's better for our Ming Dynasty, which is different from them. Our princess and princesses, don't be stinking for men..."

Fang Jifan coughed: "Cough cough..."

Zhu Houzhao immediately sat upright, and said in an old cadre's tone: "Men are talented and women are handsome. It's strange to say that they have good tempers and noble character. Great-grandmother. This is why you, the old man, teaches by words and deeds."

When the Empress Dowager heard this, she smiled. She was very presumptuous, perhaps because she hadn't been so happy for a long time.

The Empress Dowager said, "Your mouth is like honey, but if you say this, the Ai family wants to know what the princess of the Tang Dynasty and the prince consort of the Song Dynasty look like."

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