Chapter 146: Sister, what is a red man?

If it weren't for the invention of playing cards, I really don't know how to stay up every night when the black light is blind, no wonder the ancient human reproduction speed is very fast, think about it, the big night, there are no various entertainment tools, those who are not married can only stare dryly, and those who have mother-in-law can only entertain each other, so the fertility of this era is very strong, and the lack of entertainment industry also has a lot to do with it.

And now, since Ben Gongzi is here, he naturally wants to make some entertainment programs that can entertain people and entertain himself, at least so that Ben Gongzi can have a place to have a pastime when he is bored, enjoy singing and dancing or drama, well, that's right, although Ben Gongzi was just an ordinary person in his previous life, it does not prevent me from admiring and admiring those big directors.

When I was a child, I had a dream of performing like Marlon Brando, to conquer the audience of the whole world, unfortunately, when my son grew up, I realized that being an actor is not so easy to be, just the kind of standing on the stage and crying and laughing, a nerve, a moment of pretending to be innocent, it is not something I can play.

But this does not prevent me from the dream hidden in my heart, and now, this son has crossed over, and has come to this era of lack of entertainment, except for dance, or playing the piano and chanting poetry, there is no other entertainment at all.

Since Ben Gongzi is here, and he already has the conditions, of course he wants to fulfill his dream of being a director, as for the actor's dream, forget it, how can a decent gentleman like me go crazy on the stage? That's too damaging to my image.

In ancient China, there were many classic stories, which could be adapted into dramas, or stage plays, well, it should be called stage plays, in the previous life, although I had also heard Peking Opera, watched Yue Opera, and appreciated Henan Opera, but the problem is that my son just listened to it, and naturally it was impossible for me to invent and innovate those dramas by people who didn't even understand the singing of various dramas.

It's better to make some tragedies and comedies that can be performed on the stage, I believe that the local veterans of the Great Sui Dynasty will go crazy after enjoying the stage plays written and directed by Ben Gongzi.

It was also in the mansion of Ben Gongzi that at the barbecue banquet held by the stream, Ben Gongzi finally proposed the concept of relational stage play, and used this thing as a new entertainment project of Quanjude Hotel to attract the audience.

However, while gobbling up, this guy questioned Ben Gongzi's planning, they had never heard of the stage drama, and even Liu Hongji thought that Ben Gongzi wanted to get some singing and dancing there.

"This matter is trivial, as long as you let it go, with the friendship between my brother and Brother Wan Che and those people, it will not be a problem to find a few red people. Just their figures and faces, hehehehe......" Liu Hongji gnawed on the chicken wings and smiled lewdly, except for him and Xue Wanche who were not ashamed but proudly squeezed each other's eyebrows here, Li Jiancheng was very deeply convinced, and the rest of the people were all black lines.

Lao Wu Wuyi was very curious and pulled my sister's sleeve. "Sister, what are the Red Guys?"

“…… I said Xiao Wu, don't ask around, don't let those two old rascals spoil you. My sister leaned into the ear of the fifth child, and whispered a warning in a very righteous manner.

Although the little guy was ignorant, he also knew what to do, and his head clicked quickly: "Well, sister, I listen to you." ”

"Xiao Wu is really good, come, this is for you to eat." Hearing this, the girl who was very face-saving couldn't help but smile, and gave her favorite roast chicken liver to this kid.

"I said brother, what I want to do is a man's play, do you think it's appropriate to let a few women stand on it and play the big guys?" I took a deep breath and didn't get angry, well, for these two skinless and faceless brothers, no matter how angry I was, it would only hurt my body, and it was really not worth it.

Hearing my words, Liu Hongji was startled, and he choked the chicken bones half to death by a mistake, and he deserved it. "What do you mean by this, brother Xian? Do you want a bunch of bigwigs to play with orchid fingers on stage? ”

Horn, the chicken feet that this son pinched and gnawed half in his hand fell directly to the ground, and there was a dead silence around, even my little five, after burping, he also looked horrified.

"I, I said can you be serious, the big guys are playing tricks, who will go to see it!" Angry, mud horse, who is this, is this father so out of tune? If this son really makes the big guys come to the stage to play with orchid fingers and twist their butts, I suspect that most of the male prostitutes with normal sexual orientation in Luoyang City will raise their middle fingers to the Quanjude Hotel, which is as dense as a primeval forest.

Of course, there may be a large number of rotten girls of the Sui Dynasty and some male who like to eat good friends will squat there every day, and when you think about it, you feel goosebumps all over your body, damn! What is this called?

Li Yaoguang, who was squatting with my sister-in-law, had a green face, and it seemed that it was difficult for this strong woman to imagine that a large number of voters were similar to Liu Hongji, and the big men with thick beards, chest hair, and leg hair were standing on the stage in palace clothes.

"Didn't you say that you should let the big guys come to power?" Liu Hongji scratched his thick beard and said disapprovingly.

"Forget it, I really can't tell you, that Yuan Fang, go to the study and bring my manuscript of the seventh book on the third floor of the bookshelf, by the way, don't take it wrong, the cover says Zhao's orphan." I turned around and greeted Li Yuanfang.

"Zhao's orphans? What a strange name, I didn't know there was such a book in Lu Dao. Li Shimin narrowed his eyes, pondered for a long time, shook his head and said.

"This is a script written at home for my brother who is idle and bored these days, well, it can also be called a novel." I'm proud.,Nonsense.,This is a novel written by Ben Gongzi himself.,The title of the book is also the copyright of Ben Gongzi.,If you can hear it, it's a strange thing.。

"Novels?" Li Yaoguang was very curious, blinking her watery apricot eyes at me and asking, "What is a novel?" ”

"Novels? Wait, so-and-so remembered. Li Jiancheng hiccuped, quickly raised his hand to attract everyone's attention, and then proudly began to show off his memory and well-read.

In order to persuade the princes to accept their doctrines and ideas, many scholars and strategists often set up metaphors, quoted historical events, skillfully borrowed myths, and used fables to modify the words to increase irrelevance. Helping Zhuangzi thinks that these are all insignificant, and the help calls it a 'novel', which is not the words of the crumbs, not the Taoism. The Eastern Han Dynasty Huan Tan's "New Treatise" has clouds: the remnants of the small language, the near metaphor, in order to make a short book, to govern the family, there are considerable words. Bangu "Book of Han. After the "Art and Literature Journal" listed the novelist as one of the ten, it was defined as: the flow of novelists, who are made by barnyard officials, street talk, and hearsay. ”

"I said, Brother Xian, what do you mean by saying such a lot? I just didn't get it. Xue Wanche rolled his eyes and said with a confused expression, don't say it's him, even Ben Gongzi was dizzy when he heard it.

Li Mouren also seems to belong to the master of reading dead books, and he blinked his eyes, and after a while, he thought clearly about how to explain, "Anyway, the general meaning is ...... By the way, since the auxiliary brother can write a novel, he must understand the true meaning of the novel better, so it is better to let him tell you. ”