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"Senior brother, I'm here to learn martial arts from you."

Chen Xi turned around and looked at it, but it was Wang Lingzhi.

Wang Lingzhi was wearing a brand new green outfit today, holding rice paper in his hand, and grinning at him.

After Wang Lingzhi changed into new clothes, he was much more energetic. The material of the clothes was silk, and he was wearing a pair of thick horse boots on his feet. The belt was tied very tightly. The short and short outside seemed to be specially prepared for martial arts practice, which was very different from the previous outfit.

Chen Xi asked strangely: "Why did you change your body like this?"

Wang Lingzhi said proudly: "Senior brother, do you think it's good too? Yesterday my husband took the school exam and I answered it well. My father was happy to give it to me, saying that if I study hard in the future, I will have good things."

Chen Xi thought to himself: "This kid only knows how to dance with guns and sticks on weekdays. He didn't expect to tell him that he must read and read the secrets of martial arts. He can study hard after he goes back, and he must first arouse his interest!"

At this time, Chen Xi was worried that no one would help, so he called out: "You must study the martial arts you taught you two days ago. Today, I will help me do this."

Wang Lingzhi asked in surprise: "Senior Brother, do you think my cultivation has reached the level where I need to cultivate my mind?"

"I think it's beautiful. No one can help me. Get it right away, otherwise I won't teach you new martial arts."

Wang Lingzhi curled his lips when he heard this, but he still stepped forward to help.

Although Wang Lingzhi had a young master's temper, he was just a child after all. No one in the Wang family played with him on weekdays. He finally had a certain age in Chen Xi. He could not only play but also learn "high-end martial arts" from Chen Xi, so he gradually regarded Chen Xi as a friend.

The two of them worked hard for a long time before they arranged the painting. Chen Xi kept adjusting the angle to the sun in order to speed up the smoked painting.

Wang Lingzhi was a little surprised: "Senior brother, what did you draw if you are so dark?"

Chen Xi sat next to the calligraphy and painting, holding a straw in his mouth, and spit out the grass stem after hearing this, saying, "You don't understand landscape painting."

Wang Lingzhidao: "It turns out that this is a landscape painting. It doesn't look like a landscape. These black pieces look like chicken shit. The pavilion drawn on it is quite interesting."

When Chen Xi saw Wang Lingzhi touching with his hands, he immediately shouted: "Don't touch it, I have to do it again if I break it. Don't touch the wooden basin below, otherwise your hands will burn."

Wang Lingzhi was frightened and said stubbornly: "I'm not that stupid, hehe, senior brother, since you have worked hard to draw it, why are you doing it well?"

Chen Xi naturally couldn't explain to Wang Lingzhi why calligraphy and painting should be used in old ways, so he could only vaguely say: "This is a very profound martial art. It's not time for you to learn. I will teach you the basic skills after you practice it for a while."

Wang Lingzhi said happily: "Senior brother, you have to count your words. Now I have learned a lot of level 4 martial arts. In a few days, you will teach me more clever moves. Yesterday, I fought with a boy I didn't know at the door. I kicked him down with a side kick. The martial arts you taught me are really useful."

Chen Xi couldn't help coughing, her face slightly hot, and the boy really fought with the "martial arts" he taught him. I don't know which unlucky guy was kicked. Chen Xi raised his face: "The master said that we learned martial arts to help the weak and acted as a hero. We must not bully the weak. If you bully others again, I will not recognize you as your junior brother."

Wang Lingzhi quickly said, "Don't, senior brother, I have just learned a little and become so powerful. I guess the level 3 and level 2 martial arts are even more amazing, let alone top-notch ones. Well, at worst, I promise you not to do anything in the future, but what if they hit me?"

"Then you can fight back with justice and come without being rude. If he punches you, you will give him ten kicks."

Wang Lingzhi nodded quickly and flattered: "Senior brother is very insightful."

At noon, Chen Xi taught Wang Lingzhi to stance horses and emphasized that he had to stand firmly before he could practice martial arts well. Although Wang Lingzhi felt it was boring, he heard that it was related to whether he could practice excellent martial arts well, so he gritted his teeth and persevered, and then said goodbye and went home to study it himself.

Chen Xi continued to fiddle with his fake paintings. When the sun sets, the first painting has been smoked and become a finished product. He picked it up and observed it carefully and was very satisfied. Chen Xi's imitation of Wang Meng's landscape paintings can be said to be perfect. With the paper, there is a history. I guess even Wang Meng himself may not be able to tell whether this painting was made by him.

At this time, Chen Xi had a fake that was not inferior to the original work. The biggest problem was that he could not turn the painting into silver. He was a little kid who sold it with precious calligraphy and paintings. Whoever believes it was true would be a ghost.

At dusk, Zhou brought Lin Dai back. Chen Xi did not mention that she had not gone to class. When asked about the new words she had learned, Chen Xi wrote casually, all of which were very concise. Zhou went to cook with pleasure.

The next day, Chen Xi still didn't go to the school. He was going to go to the city to study the situation of the antique market in Ninghua County.

The county is prosperous and pedestrians are bustling, but most of the stalls and shops on the streets sell daily necessities. Ninghua is located in the inland Fujian, with eight mountains and half water and half water, half roads and villages. The output is extremely limited throughout the year. How many people have free money to buy calligraphy and paintings to fill the scene?

But in the end, Chen Xi really found Yi's calligraphy and painting shop, but the simple storefront didn't look like a big business at all.

Just as Shen Xi was about to go home, the street suddenly became lively, and the crowd rushed towards the north of the city. Chen Xi was curious and followed the pedestrians. When he arrived at the north gate, he realized that the doctor of the Ministry of Works, who was from the capital, had arrived in Ninghua County. The magistrate Han Xie took the people from the county government to greet him, and the people ran to join in the fun.

Chen Xi saw the figure of Xia Zhubu from the officials who were greeting him, but he was resentful of the bellows that day. Chen Xi decided to stay away from these bureaucrats who like to behave like to be good at it before he achieved fame.

On the way back, someone gathered up. It turned out that the county government released a list of documents and said that it would collect southern opera books and rehearse the new opera to give Lin Zhongye, a doctor of the Ministry of Works, at the reception banquet.

As the Ming Dynasty was peaceful for a long time, drama has developed greatly. The main popular era was the "Nan Zaju" sung with southern music, commonly known as Nan Opera, which is different from the "Nan Zaju" in the prosperous Yuan Dynasty.

Chen Xi knew little about Nan Opera. Even a professional archaeologist like him did not have the energy to dig into things he didn't like. In his opinion, Nan Opera should be a way of performing operas circulating in the local area before the major operas were formed in the mid-Qing Dynasty. It is not clear that Nan Opera at this time had the lofty status of "national opera" in later Peking Opera.

Chen Xi squeezed into the bulletin board and looked at it. The list said that the magistrate of Han specially invited a Nan Opera troupe from Tingzhou Fucheng. Now he wants to find a storyteller to write a playbook in Ninghua County. If there is any good writing, there will be a reward for giving it.

There is something wrong with this list of articles.

Thinking about the doctor of the Ministry of Works, although he is not a high-ranking official in the capital, he at least often goes to Jiaofangsi, brothels and other entertainment venues, as well as powerful families, so he has heard countless operas.

Maybe the Han County Magistrate found out that Lin Zhongye and Lin liked to listen to operas, and he dedicated himself to his preferences, and did not hesitate to invite the opera troupe from the Fucheng City. But only after asking, he realized that the opera troupe's plays were ordinary. If he wanted to impress Lin Zhongye, it would be difficult, so he had to find someone to write the opera book.

Just as Shen Xi was wondering if he had the ability to earn this reward, a middle-aged man said, "If you want to say this, how many storytellers are in our county? It's just the teahouses in the south of the city, the north of the city and the riverside. They were talking about old books. It would be better to bury them directly in the coffin if they asked them to write playbooks."

The people around him burst into laughter.

At this time, most people like to join in the fun, but whenever there is anything in the government, they like to gather around to discuss hot topics. It is also because of the lack of entertainment activities in this era. On weekdays, we have to find a question for a while or in summer. If we don’t have any experience, it’s really hard to talk to people.

Chen Xi felt that this was a quick way to make money, so after returning home, he started writing a script immediately. This is much simpler than being a fake, as long as there is a pen and paper.

Chen Xi thought it would be best to use later generations to make plays, such as the drunken concubine and Qin Qiong selling horses. They have both historical allusions and mass bases. With classic lyrics, they can be a good playbook with a slight modification.

Unfortunately, there are not even any operas that Chen Xi can recite. He originally wanted to feel the cultural atmosphere when listening to the opera, so how could he think of memorizing the lyrics in the past?

After thinking about it, Chen Xi found two familiar operas, including the female princess consort and the Silang Tanmu. It was mainly considered the inheritance of historical legends. Many stories did not gradually spread until the late Ming Dynasty, and it was a bit risky to become a play before the legend became a play.

However, Chen Xi was not sure whether Silang Tanmu, who was from the Yang family general, had a prestigious plan to write the Romance of the Romance in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, so he could only grit his teeth because the government had a tight time to collect the playbooks. After all, Lin Zhongye had already arrived in Ninghua County, and the reception banquet could not be held for a few days before it was held.

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