Chapter 195: Play
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Chapter 195 - Play
With Li Huowang’s explanation and help from the rest of them, Jin Shanzhao’s anger finally subsided.
After all, it was up to Jin Shanzhao whether to believe the so-called reasons fabricated by Li Huowang.
“Elder, since we’re traveling in the same direction, then how about we go together? It will be convenient for mutual support if we encounter any trouble on the way,” suggested Li Huowang.
As he recalled the corpses of those bandits, Jin Shanzhao hesitated for a moment but nodded in the end. “Alright, I’m getting older and may get picked off by bandits quite easily. Traveling together might just be safer. However, Daoist, you should respect old people just as you do your own parents. Just a few more strikes like those, and I’ll have to be placed in a coffin.”
“Of course not. I was too careless previously,” said Li Huowang.
Li Huowang finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the old man agree. It was not that he wanted to stick with this stranger, but rather to ensure that the man wouldn’t report him to the others while they were on the move. The birth of this content finds its genesis in Nøv€lß¡n★
As long as they stuck together, then he could be monitored.
The entire town was very busy, and their painted faces attracted quite a bit of attention as they walked through. Quite a few people stood still and pointed curiously toward Li Huowang’s group.
Can they tell that that we are from the kingdom of Si Qi?
However, this thought was quickly dismissed from Li Huowang’s head.
Lu Zhuangyuan’s family wasn’t from the kingdom of Si Qi in the first place, and they didn’t perform any plays from there, so nobody would suspect that they were from there.
However, the crowd’s interest did serve as a reminder for Li Huowang.
After all, while they may not be suspected to be from the kingdom of Si Qi, they may raise suspicions as a theater troupe that didn’t perform any plays.
After some contemplation, Li Huowang came up with a solution. “Troupe Leader Lu, since we are a theater troupe, why don’t we set up a stage for a play? There’s already an audience waiting.”
Performing a play was something that was expected of them.
Hearing Li Huowang’s suggestion, Lu Zhuangyuan nodded enthusiastically, and then came to the Lu Family Troupe and instructed, “Hurry up! Didn’t you hear the Daoist? Quickly find an area to set up the stage.”
“But... Dad, I’m so tired. We just came out of the bandits’ hideout. Didn’t we sing and dance for long enough over there? Let’s rest for a while more...” said Lu Xiucai.
Lu Zhuangyuan glanced at Li Huowang who was standing nearby, then picked up his tobacco pipe and smacked it on his son’s head. “You sing when I tell you to! What’s with all this nonsense?! You should follow your father’s words!”
It was not the arrival of enemies, but Lu Juren’s emotions suddenly seemed amiss on the stage. He seemed to be overly engrossed in his performance. Even with Li Huowang’s limited knowledge of the plays, he felt that there was something off with the lines.
“Rouge and powder like enchanting drugs!”
“The lotus-like face is the source of this bewitching charm!”
“The little golden lotus, this malicious spirit!”
“The willow-like waist, akin to a snare for horses!”
“Those charming eyes force me to wear a cuckold’s hat!”
“A pair of jade-like wrists serve as a pillow for a thousand men!”
“Scarlet lips, savored by countless guests!”
“Doesn’t matter if it’s Zhang, Wang, Li, or Zhao!”[1]
“On the mandarin duck pillow, he calls out affectionately!”
As he finished singing the last verse, Luo Juanhua, Lu Juren’s wife, raised the gong and pounded it indignantly, before dashing toward the backstage with tears streaming down her face.
Clang!
For a moment, the entire stage and the audience fell silent.
Then, the audience erupted in cheers and applause.
“Amazing!”
“Encore, encore!”
“This is so much more energetic than the Nuo Opera! What kind of show is this?”
“Let that lady who just struck the gong come back on the stage. I’ll reward her generously!”
Various coins and silver pieces, and even some food, gradually littered the ground.
This was the most rewarding response the Lu Family Troupe had received in all their years performing.
1. common surnames ?
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Chapter 195 - Play
With Li Huowang’s explanation and help from the rest of them, Jin Shanzhao’s anger finally subsided.
After all, it was up to Jin Shanzhao whether to believe the so-called reasons fabricated by Li Huowang.
“Elder, since we’re traveling in the same direction, then how about we go together? It will be convenient for mutual support if we encounter any trouble on the way,” suggested Li Huowang.
As he recalled the corpses of those bandits, Jin Shanzhao hesitated for a moment but nodded in the end. “Alright, I’m getting older and may get picked off by bandits quite easily. Traveling together might just be safer. However, Daoist, you should respect old people just as you do your own parents. Just a few more strikes like those, and I’ll have to be placed in a coffin.”
“Of course not. I was too careless previously,” said Li Huowang.
Li Huowang finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the old man agree. It was not that he wanted to stick with this stranger, but rather to ensure that the man wouldn’t report him to the others while they were on the move. The birth of this content finds its genesis in Nøv€lß¡n★
As long as they stuck together, then he could be monitored.
The entire town was very busy, and their painted faces attracted quite a bit of attention as they walked through. Quite a few people stood still and pointed curiously toward Li Huowang’s group.
Can they tell that that we are from the kingdom of Si Qi?
However, this thought was quickly dismissed from Li Huowang’s head.
Lu Zhuangyuan’s family wasn’t from the kingdom of Si Qi in the first place, and they didn’t perform any plays from there, so nobody would suspect that they were from there.
However, the crowd’s interest did serve as a reminder for Li Huowang.
After all, while they may not be suspected to be from the kingdom of Si Qi, they may raise suspicions as a theater troupe that didn’t perform any plays.
After some contemplation, Li Huowang came up with a solution. “Troupe Leader Lu, since we are a theater troupe, why don’t we set up a stage for a play? There’s already an audience waiting.”
Performing a play was something that was expected of them.
Hearing Li Huowang’s suggestion, Lu Zhuangyuan nodded enthusiastically, and then came to the Lu Family Troupe and instructed, “Hurry up! Didn’t you hear the Daoist? Quickly find an area to set up the stage.”
“But... Dad, I’m so tired. We just came out of the bandits’ hideout. Didn’t we sing and dance for long enough over there? Let’s rest for a while more...” said Lu Xiucai.
Lu Zhuangyuan glanced at Li Huowang who was standing nearby, then picked up his tobacco pipe and smacked it on his son’s head. “You sing when I tell you to! What’s with all this nonsense?! You should follow your father’s words!”
It was not the arrival of enemies, but Lu Juren’s emotions suddenly seemed amiss on the stage. He seemed to be overly engrossed in his performance. Even with Li Huowang’s limited knowledge of the plays, he felt that there was something off with the lines.
“Rouge and powder like enchanting drugs!”
“The lotus-like face is the source of this bewitching charm!”
“The little golden lotus, this malicious spirit!”
“The willow-like waist, akin to a snare for horses!”
“Those charming eyes force me to wear a cuckold’s hat!”
“A pair of jade-like wrists serve as a pillow for a thousand men!”
“Scarlet lips, savored by countless guests!”
“Doesn’t matter if it’s Zhang, Wang, Li, or Zhao!”[1]
“On the mandarin duck pillow, he calls out affectionately!”
As he finished singing the last verse, Luo Juanhua, Lu Juren’s wife, raised the gong and pounded it indignantly, before dashing toward the backstage with tears streaming down her face.
Clang!
For a moment, the entire stage and the audience fell silent.
Then, the audience erupted in cheers and applause.
“Amazing!”
“Encore, encore!”
“This is so much more energetic than the Nuo Opera! What kind of show is this?”
“Let that lady who just struck the gong come back on the stage. I’ll reward her generously!”
Various coins and silver pieces, and even some food, gradually littered the ground.
This was the most rewarding response the Lu Family Troupe had received in all their years performing.
1. common surnames ?
Chapter 195 - Play With Li Huowang's explanation and help from the rest of them, Jin Shanzhao's anger finally subsided. After all, it was up to Jin Shanzhao whether to believe the so-called reasons fabricated by Li Huowang. Elder, since we're traveling in the same direction, then how about we go together? It will be convenient for mutual support if we encounter any trouble on the way, suggested Li Huowang. As he recalled the corpses of those bandits, Jin Shanzhao hesitated for a moment but nodded in the end. Alright, I'm getting older and may get picked off by bandits quite easily. Traveling together might just be safer. However, Daoist, you should respect old people just as you do your own parents. Just a few more strikes like those, and I'll have to be placed in a coffin. Of course not. I was too careless previously, said Li Huowang. Li Huowang finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the old man agree. It was not that he wanted to stick with this stranger, but rather to ensure that the man wouldn't report him to the others while they were on the move. The birth of this content finds its genesis in NvlnAs long as they stuck together, then he could be monitored. The entire town was very busy, and their painted faces attracted quite a bit of attention as they walked through. Quite a few people stood still and pointed curiously toward Li Huowang's group. Can they tell that that we are from the kingdom of Si Qi? However, this thought was quickly dismissed from Li Huowang's head. Lu Zhuangyuan's family wasn't from the kingdom of Si Qi in the first place, and they didn't perform any plays from there, so nobody would suspect that they were from there. However, the crowd's interest did serve as a reminder for Li Huowang. After all, while they may not be suspected to be from the kingdom of Si Qi, they may raise suspicions as a theater troupe that didn't perform any plays. After some contemplation, Li Huowang came up with a solution. Troupe Leader Lu, since we are a theater troupe, why don't we set up a stage for a play? There's already an audience waiting. Performing a play was something that was expected of them. Hearing Li Huowang's suggestion, Lu Zhuangyuan nodded enthusiastically, and then came to the Lu Family Troupe and instructed, Hurry up! Didn't you hear the Daoist? Quickly find an area to set up the stage. But... Dad, I'm so tired. We just came out of the bandits' hideout. Didn't we sing and dance for long enough over there? Let's rest for a while more... said Lu Xiucai. Lu Zhuangyuan glanced at Li Huowang who was standing nearby, then picked up his tobacco pipe and smacked it on his son's head. You sing when I tell you to! What's with all this nonsense?! You should follow your father's words! It was not the arrival of enemies, but Lu Juren's emotions suddenly seemed amiss on the stage. He seemed to be overly engrossed in his performance. Even with Li Huowang's limited knowledge of the plays, he felt that there was something off with the lines. Rouge and powder like enchanting drugs! The lotus-like face is the source of this bewitching charm! The little golden lotus, this malicious spirit! The willow-like waist, akin to a snare for horses! Those charming eyes force me to wear a cuckold's hat! A pair of jade-like wrists serve as a pillow for a thousand men! Scarlet lips, savored by countless guests! Doesn't matter if it's Zhang, Wang, Li, or Zhao!1 On the mandarin duck pillow, he calls out affectionately! As he finished singing the last verse, Luo Juanhua, Lu Juren's wife, raised the gong and pounded it indignantly, before dashing toward the backstage with tears streaming down her face. Clang! For a moment, the entire stage and the audience fell silent. Then, the audience erupted in cheers and applause. Amazing! Encore, encore! This is so much more energetic than the Nuo Opera! What kind of show is this? Let that lady who just struck the gong come back on the stage. I'll reward her generously! Various coins and silver pieces, and even some food, gradually littered the ground. This was the most rewarding response the Lu Family Troupe had received in all their years performing. 1. common surnames ?
