Chapter 181 Puzhou Bangzi Opera
Chapter 181 Puzhou Bangzi Opera
"I'm your Nangong Bian! Brother, there are some things you don't understand. When you reach my age..."
After Ji Mingshang spoke like this, everyone lost interest. Knowing that it was like a dog's mouth spitting out ivory, it was better not to listen. Of course, Su Mengyang was not included in the "everyone" at this moment.
Ji Mingshang, Su Mengyang, and Luo Lin simply put all the tools in their hands on the cart pulled by Zhao Yao. Hu Die, perhaps unable to bear it any longer, picked up the hoe with her free hand.
"Bang bang bang..."
There were bursts of wood knocking sounds coming, and a large group of people were walking towards the city, attracting the eyes and ears of people at the city gate, which made Rowling look into the distance curiously.
As these people got closer, the noise became louder and louder, the sounds of various guys mixing together, tough, high-pitched, and exciting, I have to say, there seemed to be some tune.
If you look closely, you can see that these people have quite a few things in their hands, including drum boards, jujube clappers, horse gongs, cymbals, small gongs, small-shell banhu, flutes, erhu, and large sanxian.
"No wonder, the music from both the civil and martial arts fields became so chaotic."
"I guess it's because the opera troupe is coming to town, so they want to make such a big fuss to attract more people."
"Puzhou Bangzi...Have the people from Puban arrived in Taiyuan?"
There were a lot of people and it was very noisy. The carts behind them had large boxes on them, which might have contained costumes, crowns, and other things for eating.
When they reached the city gate, these people were stopped by the soldiers guarding the city and gradually stopped what they were doing.
A man who looked like a leader immediately jumped out from behind the car, speaking in pure Bingzhou accent.
"Sir, we are all going to the city and stay here. Please do us a favor and I will invite you to watch the opera later."
As he spoke, he took out a purse from his pocket.
The city gate officer squeezed the money bag in his hand and rubbed it casually.
The officer guarding the city took a glance at the team, understood what was going on, and asked, "What are the things in these boxes? Open them and we'll have a look."
"They're just some guys who eat in costumes, nothing special."
As he spoke, he ordered the people behind him to open the boxes. Although these were for food, they were not so precious that they were shameful to show, so there was nothing wrong with just taking a look.
As expected, the box was filled with all kinds of costumes. The tiaras were particularly magnificent, so gorgeous that they could not be pressed, folded or bent. They lay there quietly like treasures.
After opening the box and taking a few glances, all the people were put in.
The troupe drove the carriage and went in with music and dance.
Until the surroundings quieted down, no one paid any attention to it. Zhao Yao frowned, and Ji Mingshang also began to smack his lips meaningfully.
"There's something wrong with these people!"
Hu Die spoke first, pointing to the ruts left by horse-drawn carriages on the land outside the city.
"These things are too deep, and the box is too shallow. Not to mention the clothes and headdresses on it, even solid wood can't have left such a mark."
Luo Lin and Su Mengyang finally realized, "Then what's inside is..."
"Ironware, gold, silver, and food, who can say for sure? How difficult was it for us to enter the city just now? They just gave some money and went in? The gate officer just now might have touched some token."
After Ji Mingshang finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Yao cunningly: "Old Zhao, what do you think?"
Zhao Yao smiled lightly, "The leader of the Puzhou Bangzi Troupe speaks with a Taiyuan accent?"
After saying this, several people laughed, and as they laughed, their faces became uglier...
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