I Have A Dual World Seal-Chapter 578: Telling Liu Qingyan about Liang and Zhu

The opera ended, and the hall erupted in applause.

Some wealthy and leisurely big patrons even gave special rewards, either directed at the troupe or targeted at certain individuals.

"Sheng Guantai, Landlord Liu, rewards the entire troupe with a bundle of red!"

"The young master of Zhao Family in Yizhou, rewards the entire troupe with two bundles of red!"

"Master Zhao from Three Yellow Hall, rewards Bai Yuefei with three bundles of red!"

"Second Young Master Duan from the west of the city, rewards Miss Xiao Qingmei with three bundles of red!"

It's too vulgar to mention money; in the opera yard custom, one bundle of red equals one thousand coins.

Landlord Liu has always been generous, Zhao Wenrong supports the local troupe, but Master Zhao and Second Young Master Duan have other intentions.

Three bundles of red open the path, make acquaintances first, then arrange a meal, enhance feelings, and naturally, it leads to...

However, this Silver Phoenix Troupe from Yizhou, traveling through counties to perform, has been safe and sound along the way; it naturally has its survival skills, so Lu Zheng need not worry.

"What a great opera!"

"Sounds wonderful!"

"Four plays performed all afternoon, truly satisfying."

Five people left the elegant room; Zhao Wenrong and Lin Yushu happened to come out too, so they all left together.

Before leaving, Lu Zheng glanced back and saw a sturdy middle-aged man in a bright yellow robe and a young man in a moon-white scholar's robe heading backstage.

...

Returning to Liu Residence, after dinner, seeing off Bi Xinyu and Hu Cai Niang, Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan went back next door together.

"Lu Lang."

"Hmm?"

"Since watching the play this afternoon, I feel you have something on your mind, what's wrong?"

Liu Qingyan spoke with a hint of concern and some shyness, "And when Lu Lang looked at Qingyan, his eyes were full of compassion. Do you pity Qingyan for not having seen the opera in Zhongjing?"

Pausing, Liu Qingyan smiled, "Previously, Qingyan was just a little fox, naturally afraid to go to the capital of Zhongjing. But now I have the merit from treating flood ailments and the Imperial plaque from Emperor Jing, it's no longer an issue. When Sister Shen succeeds in her cultivation and escapes her confines, we can go to Zhongjing together!"

Liu Qingyan grasped Lu Zheng's hand and gently caressed it, "Lu Lang is so good, having compassion for Qingyan. Being favored by Lu Lang in this life is truly a blessing accumulated over many lifetimes~"

Under the lamp, looking at the beauty, like smoke weaving through a light gauze.

Upon finishing her words, Liu Qingyan was moved; her body slightly swayed, and a seductive fragrance filled the room.

"Lu Lang, let Qingyan assist you in changing clothes~"

...

"Qingyan?"

"Hmm?"

"Shall I tell you a story?"

"Sure! What story?"

"What kind of story do you like?"

"Does Lu Lang have many stories?"

"Lots, all told by the older generation from my hometown."

Liu Qingyan turned back, looking at Lu Zheng up close, her beautiful eyes blinking, her long eyelashes brushed against Lu Zheng's face, tempting him to kiss her again, then slid a little.

"Hehehe, sure, sure!"

Liu Qingyan felt a bit ticklish, moved slightly away, and said with a smile, "Qingyan also wants to hear the stories from Lu Lang's hometown."

"Do you want to hear stories of mortals, or stories between humans and demons?"

"I have a choice?"

Liu Qingyan blinked and thought for a moment, "I want to hear stories of mortals."

"Alright."

Lu Zheng nodded and began to gently tell the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

...

"Hehe, what kind of bookworm is this, can't even recognize a girl disguised as a boy?"

"This Miss Zhu certainly has a strong character, quite similar to Xiaowan's spirit."

"Hahaha, the eighteen farewell sending, one gives subtle hints, one is oblivious, quite amusing, so interesting."

"Honestly, this Liang Shanbo is a bit too humble; what's poverty to be afraid of? Whether it's succeeding in the autumn exams or starting a business, even drawing or writing letters can support a family, right?"

"Seriously! This guy named Ma Wencai, how can he be so annoying? I've never seen anyone so annoying!"

Liu Qingyan went from joyful at the beginning to angry later on, and as she listened yet more, it felt increasingly wrong, until Zhu Yingtai resisted the marriage, Liang Shanbo died, and she finally exploded.

"Wuwuwu... Can't be together in life, but even in death, they share the same tomb, so touching!"

"Liang and Zhu share a tomb, transforming into butterflies and flying away." Liu Qingyan embraced Lu Zheng, crying and sniffling, saying, "How can they be so pitiful!"

Perhaps due to the country's peace and prosperity, most of the operas she heard ended in family reunion; the sudden tragic ending of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai was unbearable for a moment.

"Wuwuwu..."

Liu Qingyan sniffled, "Why didn't any Daoist Quanzhen or Buddhist Zen Master come to help? Just watching them die, isn't that too sad? How long can butterflies live?"

At this point, Liu Qingyan tightened her grip on Lu Zheng's hand, her tearful eyes gazing at Lu Zheng, "After transforming into butterflies, did they encounter Abnormal People, who taught them Cultivation Techniques, allowing them to live together forever and eternally?"

Lu Zheng shook his head, shattering Liu Qingyan's fantasy, "The story ends here."

"Wuwuwu, Lu Lang, you're so cruel, why does it end here?"

"There's more."

"More?" Liu Qingyan jolted, suddenly looking up.

Lu Zheng nodded and said, "There's a song specifically for this story of 'Liang and Zhu'."

Liu Qingyan's eyes flickered; given that 'Liang and Zhu' is such a tear-inducing story, would the song also be very sad?

For a moment, she hesitated as if she dared not listen.

"Do you want to hear it?" Lu Zheng asked.

"Yes!" Liu Qingyan immediately replied; if she didn't hear it, she feared she wouldn't be able to sleep.

Lu Zheng got up, put on his inner robe, patted the gourd by the bedside, and took out the zither stored inside it.

Then, a piece of 'Liang and Zhu', flowing like water, gracefully started.

"Wuwuwu..."

A timeless and sad story, coupled with a classic Liang and Zhu song, filled with poignant power.

Liu Qingyan cried as she listened, tears streaming, eyes misty, her nose occasionally bubbling, all while struggling to keep up.

"Too sensitive... Okay, maybe not that sensitive; 'Liang and Zhu' is indeed moving, and hearing tragedy for the first time with such depth is understandable."

The opera of Great Jing Dynasty isn't weak, it's just somewhat formulaic and lacks depth, but above average, therefore, since Lu Zheng was going to present something, he naturally chose a masterpiece.

And 'Liang and Zhu,' no matter where it is, stands as a top-notch story, paired with music, it's undeniably the premier choice, even surpassing Lady Bai's story.

"Wuwuwu..."

As the piece concluded, Liu Qingyan finally began to gradually cease her crying, then took tissues to wipe tears and blow her nose.

As she wiped, she sniffled, "I've never heard such an emotional story."

"Alright, alright, it's just a story, if you like it, I'll tell you more in the future."

"More stories?"

"Of course, your husband may not have many other skills, but he has plenty of stories to tell."

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

"Well, wasn't I afraid you'd cry?"

"Wuwuwu... Was Qingyan very ugly just now!"

"Not ugly, very beautiful!"

"Wuu—"