Chapter 508 – A Good Play Debuts (1/2)
A Good Play Debuts
It was said to be a play because it was a play. There was no other explanation. It was exactly as described.
After Feng Yu Heng’s words came out, they saw a play troupe enter the manor under Bai Ze’s personal guidance. The person at the front had a handsome appearance; however, his skin was very dark. They completely did not go together.
Xuan Tian Ming glanced sideways at Feng Yu Heng. The two exchanged a glance, and both smirked at the same time.
That’s right, when celebrating, there had to be a performance. Xuan Tian Ming had actually invited this performance troupe to the Feng manor to put on a good performance.
Presently, the Feng family’s residence was a bit small, thus it was impossible for them to have a specialized courtyard for plays that came with a stage. Thus, when this group entered, a group of servants immediately opened up space in this yard. A few tables also cooperated and moved to the side slightly, as Bai Ze said: “When there is a celebration, there must be a performance. His Highness Prince Yu specifically invited this troupe into the manor to perform.”
Someone that had drank a little too much loudly asked: “What troupe is this? Is this the Qi troupe or the Zhao troupe?”
Bai Ze shook his head, “It’s not a particularly famous troupe. I heard that they have not yet found a foothold here in the capital.”
Everyone was puzzled: “This sort of performance troupe was sought out by his Highness the ninth prince? Although the Feng family was currently without rank, in any case, the imperial daughter was present. This sort of performance troupe was a little lacking, no?
Bai Ze spread his hands and helplessly said: “There’s nothing that can be done. After all, this banquet is for the birth of a son into sir Feng’s family. Having heard that the birth concubine really liked this performance troupe. When she was pregnant, she had invited them into the manor to perform. They had stayed for over a month!”
“Oh!” everyone nodded, “So it was like that. Catering to one’s likes, his Highness Prince Yu was correct.”
But another person asked: “Is the person at the front the star of the troupe? Looking at his appearance, it is quite good. Why is it that the performer is not wearing any makeup? Why has he come so plainly dressed?”
This person spoke while pointing, and the person being pointed at was none other than the boss of this troupe, boss Yue. This person was standing behind Bai Ze. He felt bitter but had no place to vent.
This was his first time seeing people dressed like this. His mother had given him a handsome face; however, he had inherited his father’s skin tone. It was dark and ugly, and it caused him to feel disgusted. Normally, he would have a makeup powder applied before he was willing to see anyone, and the people seeing him were accustomed to seeing him with performer’s makeup. This boss Yue subconsciously felt unnatural, standing there in front of others with his original face for all to see.
Moreover, he had only just found out that the place that he had been invited to was actually the Feng manor!
The Feng family had moved into a new residence, and he had not yet had a chance to inquire where they had moved before someone had forked over a large amount of money for them to perform. He did not think too much and followed them over. Outside the manor was fine, but after suddenly entering and seeing Feng Jin Yuan, he immediately understood where he was. After listening to the earlier conversations, this performance was for the newly born boy?
Boss Yue’s heart was flustered, and he suddenly understood. None of this was a coincidence, and the matter between him and Han shi was not a closely guarded secret. A pair of eyes in the back clearly saw all of this. It seemed that today’s scene was planned beforehand. Whether it was a blessing or a curse would depend on his luck.
The people continued to discuss the matter. In regards to the reason for boss Yue not applying makeup, Bai Ze explained: “If a play is to be watched, everything must be real. All that will remain is the play. To wear a mask is too lacking in sincerity.”
The words that he said were truly too unreasonable. To not wear a mask during a performance, would the play be about them or the character that they were playing? Although these were words that they dared think to themselves, they did not dare utter them out loud. Bai Ze represented Xuan Tian Ming. What he said was what Xuan Tian Ming intended. In this Da Shun, anyone that wanted to reason with the ninth prince was most likely seeking death.
Thus everyone brushed past this note and began to push for the play to begin.
As for today, his Highness Prince Yu and imperial daughter Ji An were in a very good mood. Not only did they happily laugh with them, but imperial daughter Ji An loudly said: “Since there will be a performance, we can choose the performance. How about you perform… [Cultivating Grace]!”
Once these words were said, everyone in the courtyard was startled and looked toward Feng Yu Heng. They were all unable to understand what exactly she meant.
[Cultivating Grace] was a play told of a child that spent ten years with a foster father before his birth father came looking. The child began to feel tangled over the two fathers and who he should stay with.
Today, the Feng manor was celebrating the birth of a son; however, Feng Yu Heng had named the play [Cultivating Grace]. Feng Jin Yuan felt that he no longer had the face to remain, but Xuan Tian Ming was currently present. He felt multiple urges to begin complaining, but they were all swallowed back down.