"Sister Yunsheng, do you want to write another story? I'm really bored these days. I go to the Yellow Crane Tower to listen to the opera every day. The play between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai has been finished. I really don't know what to watch The other plays are not good at all! "
Zhao Mian complained deeply. The reason why I came back so early today is that the play between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai has been completely finished She watched a few other dramas, only to see drowsy, then simply did not watch, straight home.
"It seems that you, little girl, have been idle and moldy recently."
Mu Yunsheng smiles and points her little nose. "For your sake of being so boring, I'll write you a very sad and moving story to relieve your boredom."
Zhao Mian was overjoyed, laughing like a flower, holding Mu Yunsheng's arm, and his voice was sweet: "you know sister Yunsheng is the best to me!"
He helped Mu Yunsheng with his pen and ink. Then he spread out the paper and handed the washed brush to Mu Yunsheng. Zhao Mian looked like a flattering servant: "sister Yunsheng, please write!"
Mu Yunsheng was so amused by this style that he shook his head with a smile and began to write with a pen.
She promised to give Han Qing a poetry anthology and a story and legend. She wanted to finish it today and send it to Han Qing tomorrow.
This time, I want to write about Dou E yuan, one of the four tragedies in ancient China.
When it comes to Dou E's injustice, Mu Yunsheng can write the story silently, but it's almost the same.
It's not that she has a memory, but that she has heard the story many times since she was a child. When she grows up, she has seen the original text and heard the drama. She is so impressed that even if she is a human again, the story is still deeply engraved in her mind.
After pruning, the story was soon finished.
Putting down the brush, there was no sound around him. Mu Yunsheng turned around strangely and was startled!
Zhao Mian, who used to be the most lively and noisy, would cry red like a little rabbit with tearful eyes. The big teardrops would brush down. It seemed that he was afraid of making any noise. Even he sobbed carefully, as if for fear of disturbing Mu Yunsheng.
"Xiaomian, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me
Zhao Mian's handkerchief was all wet. She said in a choking voice, "I'm ok. I just want to see this story Dou E is so miserable that she can't help it... "
After listening to this, Mu Yunsheng could not laugh or cry.
Is the tear point of ancient people so low? How could Dou E cry like this?
Mu Yunsheng's understanding of the ancient people is still not enough. After all, people here have not been baptized by all kinds of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law dramas, love dramas, rural dramas and bitter love dramas since childhood. Naturally, the tears are very low.
"Well, well Don't cry. It's just a story. Is it necessary to be so sad? "
Mu Yunsheng comforted her patiently, his voice was a little lower, and his voice was as gentle as water, which slowly calmed Zhao Mian's grief.
Zhao Mian, who easily stopped his tears, blinked red and watery eyes, shook Mu Yunsheng's arm with both hands, and begged to use it: "sister Yunsheng, Dou E is really unjust! It's snowing in June. Can't you give her a better ending? "
Don't even think about it. As soon as he heard this request, Mu Yunsheng refused it very directly. Jokes, four tragedies in ancient China! If it's not tragic, what's Dou'e's injustice!
And classic, how can the ending be tampered with because of one's preference! Because of the strange paranoia of ancient culture in his heart, Mu Yunsheng refused even though he didn't want to, and the reason for his refusal was irrefutable.
"I'm so sorry! It's not that I don't want to change the ending! I also think Dou E is very unjust and pitiful! But... "
Mu Yunsheng put his hands on her shoulders, his eyes and tone were sincere: "I'm not the real author of this story, I just listen to what others say Because this story impressed me so much, I can't help but write it and want to share it with you
As for rewriting the ending, what if the old man should know and he won't tell me a story in the future? "
Zhao Mian's tears fell down again, and he gave her a sad slap on the shoulder, "that old man is really bad! How could Dou E be so pitiful
In order to appease Zhao Mian's poor mood, Mu Yunsheng can only keep on making peace on the surface and secretly apologizing in his heart. Mr. Guan Hanqing, I'm really sorry
Zhao Jin came back. As soon as he entered the room, he saw his sister crying like a tearful person. He could not help frowning and asked with a heavy face, "what's the matter? Crying so sad? "
When Mu Yunsheng saw the visitor, he gave him a helpless look.
"Your sister saw the story I just wrote silently, and she was moved to cry. You elder brother, hurry to persuade your sister not to cry! I'll drown in her tears if I cry againAfter hearing this explanation, Zhao Jin's worry was immediately put down. He cast his curious eyes on the table and saw the same words as dog crawling. The corners of his mouth involuntarily drew. He picked up Dou'e yuan written on the table and looked at it.
After reading ten lines at a glance and putting down the stack of manuscripts, Zhao Jin couldn't help being silent.
Looking at his reaction, Mu Yunsheng could not help but feel a little uneasy. He squinted and asked, "but what's wrong?"
Or is there a taboo in this story After all, there was a literary prison in ancient times
"There is no taboo. It's just that the story is too tragic..."
Mu Yunsheng was also silent. He had nothing to say.
After all, it is one of the four great tragedies in ancient times. Can it not be tragic?
She absolutely doesn't admit it. She changed the story of Dou E's injustice into Zhang huimu's novel, adding a lot of tragic experiences That's why we have this reaction
It's all because their tears are too low!
Mu Yunsheng was stubborn and couldn't help thinking that she was not the original author of Guan Hanqing and couldn't write the operas of Yuan Dynasty. If she wrote those sensational songs, they would have to cry and faint when they heard them!
"Is this the collection of stories and poems you want to give Han Qing?"
Zhao Jin picked up the pile of poems beside him and read the first poem. He was shocked and stunned in an instant!
This reaction is really beyond Mu Yunsheng's expectation.
"Zhao Jin, what's the matter with you? Why don't you talk? "
Are you shocked by her fake literary talent ~
Zhao Jin came back and wished his eyes could not stick to those poems, "what are you writing! It's so ugly
Where can be worthy of such a good poem!