As soon as the day broke, the bodies of people were dragged away one after another on the street, and there was the sound of splashing water to wash away the blood.

Such a big movement frightened the merchants and people in the city. Only after dawn, when the sun was shining directly on the earth, did they dare to go out to explore.

All he saw was that the blood on the bluestones on the street had not been washed away, and the smell of blood still filled his ears and nose.

In the residence of the Emperor.

Several ministers and Chief Supervisor Zheng Tao Xian stood at the front, followed by several generals, meeting the emperor together.

The emperor had already stood up and sat behind the desk. He was wearing a dragon robe and writing urgently while asking about the details of last night.

"Your Majesty! All rebels have been cleared." One of the generals shouted.

"All the traitors and traitors have been captured." This person is from the Wuyi Department, and they captured all the officials who conspired to rebel.

The old emperor experienced many rebellions in his life, including his brothers, sons and generals.

At this moment, the emperor's face looked calm, neither angry nor surprised.

Being born into a royal family, this kind of thing is inevitable.

After talking about the main business, the emperor finally remembered something and opened his mouth to relieve the depressing atmosphere.

"I just heard Huang An say that a small official in the city had to meet Taoist Master Kongchen, and he couldn't write a good script."

"Kongchen Daojun turned a cup of wine into heaven and earth. When it fell into the cup, it entered another world, allowing him to truly see and experience a story."

"The world in the cup lasts for a hundred days, and it only takes a moment to wake up."

"I heard it's a story from heaven?" the emperor asked the eunuch who was hunched in the corner.

The eunuch immediately stepped forward: "Yes, it is said that this story may be a story about a man named Dong Yong who met an immortal in ancient times. It is a real legend about immortals that existed. It's just that the immortal pretended to be in the cup and told this little official."

The concubine beside me also said: "I have also heard that it is a story about the love between a god and a mortal. It was supposed to be sung in the city today."

"It's just because the city banned all drinking and having fun, so it was postponed."

The emperor nodded: "Why so!"

"A little trouble can't shake me, Da Zhou."

"The world! The world is still my Da Zhou's!"

"Let the governor of Yanding Mansion lift the ban and let everyone do as they please. The prosperous Yanding Mansion will be like a pool of stagnant water."

"It just so happens that I am also going to read this fairy tale! Some of my dear friends will also come and see it with me!"

The eunuch said respectfully: "Your Majesty, don't worry! I will make arrangements right away!"

The emperor raised his hand: "There is no need to disturb the people. Just arrange a place for me and a few of my beloved ladies. It can be considered as having fun with the people."

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Too many changes happened yesterday.

First, there was a battle between immortals and demons, which turned a large mountain outside the city into ruins and ravines. The shocking and horrifying scene left the people who saw that scene still not recovered.

At night, there was another chaos in the city. The rebels and the guards were fighting. There were sounds of arresting rebels and shouts of killing everywhere.

People in the city are in panic and urgently need to wash away the gloom and panic in their hearts.

At this time, the ban in the city was also lifted. The Wu family opera troupe and Meiyuan had been publicizing it for many days, and the long-awaited opera "The Fairy's Match" was launched on the stage.

Yu Shiguang was in the plum garden, helping his mother to sit down at the table closest to the stage.

The poor little official finally changed out of his white washed robe and put on a new set of clothes. He also bought a suit for his mother and appeared in front of others dressed brightly.

"Yu Shubao! You are really famous this time!" an acquaintance shouted along with Yu Shiguang.

"Lucky lucky!" Yu Shiguang handed over his hand.

The aunt of the Yu family smiled brightly and talked to everyone she met.

"My son wrote the play!"

"My son wrote it!"

Today, the Plum Garden was as full as ever, all the theater tickets were sold out, and it was hard to get a lot of money.

The visitors were all well-known people, even dignitaries, and many female relatives followed them. The cups were placed behind the screen on the right, and only the beautiful figures and the words of Yingying and Yanyan could be seen.

The upstairs pavilion is guarded everywhere and is heavily guarded.

As the gong rang, the curtain opened, and a handsome young man immediately appeared on the stage, wearing sackcloth and mourning, crying in front of the grave.

This is the role of Dong Yong.

Starting from the time when Dong Yong sold his body to bury his father, his actions moved the fairy in the sky, and a story about the love between immortals and mortals was narrated.

The fairy came down to earth, and the earth god came to help her.

Gods and mortals, who obviously have different identities by nature, are married under the locust tree.

The appearance of mortal beings, the truth and sincerity of Dong Yong, the beauty and goodness of Fairy Princess.

The people in the audience were so mesmerized that they followed the characters in the play and drifted away into the distance, as if they were no longer under the stage, but on stage.

A hundred days of love, the love of a man and his concubine.

But nothing can compare with the providence of God, and the gap between immortals and mortals.

Fairy Fairy had no choice but to fly away into the sky, and Dong Yong's heart was broken under the locust tree.

All the guests in the hall shook their heads and sighed, and the female family members behind the screen heard the sound of sobbing.

Until the end, Yu Shiguang also wrote the poem that the immortal said in front of him.

"I would like to be a winged bird in heaven, and a twig on earth."

"The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, but this hatred will last forever."

The atmosphere in the entire Plum Garden reached its climax. Everyone in the audience covered their faces and cried while reciting this poem, or clapped their hands and sighed, sitting in their seats and refusing to leave.

Even if the show has ended and everyone has dispersed.

There's singing and dancing on the stage, and there's all kinds of things happening off the stage.

Everyone has a different interpretation of the opera performed on the stage. Some people see love, some people see truth, goodness and beauty, some people see the difference between immortals and mortals, and some people see the helplessness of God's will.

On the second floor opposite the stage.

The concubine beside the emperor was crying and her eyes were red.

"The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end. This hatred lasts forever. This story is too desolate."

"Why doesn't there always be a happy ending? Even the fairy in the sky is like this."

The old emperor closed his eyes and leaned back on his chair, as if he had realized something from this story.

In his opinion, this story was like an immortal telling it to him, the answer and ending he had come all the way to seek.

"The two absolutes of immortality and mortalness!"

"It turns out that even the immortals in the sky are bound by the rules of heaven, and there are things that they ask for but cannot get."

"Perhaps this is why the emperor has not been able to live forever and cannot find immortals since ancient times!"

"Beauty of the country! Immortal!"

"It's really like having a fish and a bear's paw, you can't have both!"

The old emperor looked at the purple-clothed Taoist beside him: "Tao Aiqing! Do you think the immortal wants to tell me this?"

Tao Xian seemed to think of the past again, the thousands of years of wind, frost, rain and snow in Tao Sect, and the faces one after another.

The words were full of helplessness and sadness.

"Even if an immortal has the ability to change the world, he cannot fill the gap of desire and save this man's human heart, which is like a demon."

The emperor completely gave up his thoughts of seeking immortality and seeking immortality, and thought of returning to Beijing.

"Go back!"

"Go back to Beijing!"

The emperor left, and people in the audience threw money frantically at the actors who played Dong Yong and Xian Ji.

Yu Shiguang was among them, following the troupe on stage to thank him.

A "Heavenly Match" made Yu Shiguang famous overnight.

As this opera was sung and performed one after another, its reputation spread all over the world, and it became a famous dramatist in Gyeonggi.

With his first successful success and a flash of inspiration that seemed to be enlightened by an immortal, Yu Shiguang later wrote many classic plays.

Some of them talk about love, some use the past to satirize the present, and some describe all living beings.

Many years later, he became a master.
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