Sometimes it feels like everything in the world is branded. Though the wind is silent, as it passes through the treetops, the trees move in confusion, blowing away the light dust and frost. The sound of falling snow is so soft and silent as it melts, yet it leaves a coolness in the empty air that creeps into the depths; the light of a candle pulsing is so faint that it once illuminated a quiet room. Wherever people go, no matter how light their steps, no matter how slim their figures, there will always be someone who remembers, but those who don't will remember the grass, the flowers, the birds, the rocks, and the Bichuan.
Yang Chiao gave Guo Xiang three golden needles in Fenglingdu. In fact, they met only by chance. The first time they met her, she was full of expectations of the great warrior. He thought she was young and naive, but she had the same personality. At this time, Lily took off her mask as promised and gave her a grand birthday gift and the empty joy in her life. Three golden needles fell on the innocent and intelligent heart of this young girl, and from then on left a tender impression on her. Some years later, she fell into the empty door with her youthful dreams and eventually became another sad legend in the jianghu.
A few years ago, you walked by in a hurry, startling the birds in the summer sky and scaring away the shaky falling flowers. The white horse soughing, the autumn wind sent, but you do not know, the girl on the balcony with a hand to push open the window, is staring y at you, and finally faded away. This glance, do not know who missed who. Time passes, you don't remember her, but she has changed her appearance, aged her face, and fell in love when she was young. It's as cool as telling someone else's story.
Meng and Mei Lanfang admired each other. He was in her eyes and she was in his heart. However, and Du was another matter. She doesn't remember him. This memory doesn't mean she doesn't recognize him. On the contrary, she never took him to heart or looked her in the eye. She only thought of him as a distant boss. No, it was a smile that was more than half polite and distant, and one that was stingy with giving.
Love or no love, it's been doomed for a long time.
In the late fall of 1925, the air in Beiping grew bright and dry, and the sun was still shining, but at this point it was like an old man in his twilight years. Meng Xiaodong was in the habit of taking a lunch break. On this day, he was about to close his eyes to see Kang, who was in good spirits for a while. His servant, Duan Haihong, suddenly came in and gave him a business card. Since she had become famous in Beiping, people often came to see her.
She took the business card and looked at it, still unable to help but freeze. She recognized the words on the card, but had never met the owner of the name. But after a year of singing on stage, Huang had become the hottest man in Shanghai in recent years because of his admiration and appreciation. It was said that Huang had three thousand disciples, and Du was outstanding among them. In the past few years, he seemed to be on par with Huang Ping. Meng Xiaodong of course did not dare to treat him lightly and hurriedly invited him in.
Du, this time, it was about the windy past. When Huang and Lu Lanchun peacefully divorced, Lu Lanchun left home and could no longer make a living from acting. Since then, Lu Lanchun left Shanghai without a trace. Some say she went to Tianjin, while others say she met her in Beiping. In fact, Huang Zhi agreed to the divorce because he had a crush on Lu Lanchun's protégé, Xiao Lanchun, and that's why he gave it up. It's just that after a long time, even the youngest and most exquisite girls can't find a reason to be touched. He gradually lost Lu Lanchun's flirtatiousness and beauty, her hands and feet are feminine. Where can an ordinary girl compare?
When Huang thought of this, he couldn't wait to pay attention to the lady. He just sent someone to Du and told him to get Lulanchun back. After hearing Du's order, he was in tears. As the saying goes, to unring the bell, you have to tie the bell. They had a big fight when they divorced. Lanchun had evidence of the yellow blackout in her hand. When Huang picked up the handle, it wasn't for fun. The two fought, hard to bite off a piece of meat from each other. Still Du couldn't stand to watch, and made peace, persuading Lu Lanchun and comforting Huang, ending in a peaceful divorce.
At this point, Lu Lanchun could not stay in Shanghai, Du gave her a sum of money and sent her out of Shanghai. Now he's being asked to get the person back, which is not an embarrassment to him. There is no reason to send someone away and bring them back. Besides, the Du at this time has long since changed from the Du who took orders from Huang back then. His career was getting redder and redder, but he was also too busy. Now Huang was looking for someone, he didn't say so, but was helpless.
But, on second thought, Huang didn't realize he had sent Lu Lanchun away. If someone found Lu Lanchun first, it would be a failure, and it would be better to find him on his own. So Du took two people and came to Beiping first. Because he had heard that Lu Lanchun might have defected to Meng Xiaodong, and it was rumored that they were very close when they were together.
It was a bit of a myth. Although Meng Xiaodong respected Lu Lanchun, after all, they seldom saw each other, and although they were close, they did not have a deep relationship. How did Lu Lanchun come to Meng Xiaodong in The Journey to the West? After arriving in Beiping, Du did not have the address, so they had to inquire all the way, but it is difficult to find people in Beiping. They stayed in Beiping for a few days, but they couldn't find the address of Meng Xiaodong's house.
Fortunately, God pays off. One day, Du was passing by a theater when he overheard an advertisement in the theater: 18-year-old superstar Tan was being born. Du was overjoyed and sent for tickets. When his subordinates inquire about this, they come back and tell Doo that they are upset because they were robbed and injured while returning home after a break. The theater had been closed for several days and even the tickets had not been sold for several days.
He wanted Du, who was also a well-known figure in Shanghai. When he arrived in Peking, he found someone in such trouble. For a while, there was nothing he could do, so he went back to his hotel to rest. On his way back he passed by the Fish Market Garden, where a lively play, "The Civet Cat for the Prince" was being staged. It was a play performed by Yao's mother and daughter on the same stage. Du himself was a fan of the theater. These days he couldn't go to the opera in order to find Meng Xiaodong. When he saw that his heart was moved, he bought a ticket and entered the theater.
Sometimes, life is so beautiful. One thought, beyond a line, and it's very different. Du Yi walked into Hua Yuan and saw it on the stage. The lights were dimming, the crowd was loud, interspersed with the sound of silk and bamboo. Her eyebrows were full of starlight, like a green mist, like a fairy slowly falling from beyond the nine heavens. Since ancient times, heroes love beautiful people, Du from then on remembered this name. From then on, he and Lu Lanchun began a love-hate relationship.
A thread, get rid of a thousand things; a love, around how many thoughts. If you are not researching and searching, and still a stranger in Bejing, maybe that night Du will know you. For the moment, doing is important. But everything becomes obvious, revealing a clear clue. It's like turning the page on a chapter, writing a pen, and already the ending is predetermined.
And then there's Meng Xiaodong Melanchthon.
After some thought, Du decided to start with the Enlightenment Theater. Since Meng sang here, she would surely come back here to take the stage when she was well. So he went to the Mingkai Theater every day and waited for news. Finally, one day, the theater printed Meng Xiaodong's receipt notice:
The night of the 17th day of this month of the Gregorian calendar, MERCY and others were robbed, killing and robbing people miserably. Not painful. At that time, since it was the elders, sent a letter to the upper power, asked one after another. I was tired and grateful to hear the other side. With the start of tonight's gala performance, I would like to open a few lines of questions about the Ming Dynasty to briefly express my gratitude. I will not thank them all. October 30th.
After waiting so long, I'm finally back from Meng Xiaodong's illness. Du Song gasped. He knew in his heart that Lu Lanchun's hopes in Beiping were dwindling, but he had been delayed again in the past few days. If he hadn't even seen Meng Xiaodong's performance, had he really gotten nothing out of his trip? Thinking of this, he slowly quieted down and decided to see how Meng Xiaodong performed before making any plans.
That night, Meng Xiaodong's performance was as good as ever. Maybe it meant "the younger one won a new marriage." Having not heard Meng Xiaodong sing for so many days, the audience was especially joined, even the applause was warmer than usual. Du closed his eyes in the box, listened carefully, and thought to himself, "This is really good singing. It deserves to be popular in Shanghai and Beijing." . He remembered Yao Yulan, whom he had heard the other day, and secretly thought to himself, "Spring orchids, autumn chrysanthemums, each with its own character. No matter who they are, they are all excellent.
After the show that day, he asked someone to secretly follow Meng Xiaodong until he saw him go into No. 26, Sanjiao Road and Dongsigong Road, and learned that Meng Xiaodong lived here. Knowing the address would make things easier. Instead of rushing to find Meng Xiaodong to inquire about Lu Lanchun, he had people wait at Meng Xiaodong's house for three days and found no sign of Lu Lanchun. At this point, Shi Shi Ran organized his clothes and went to visit Meng Xiaodong with a plan.
He came from a gang, naturally he knew that even if Lu Lanchun really defected to Meng Xiaodong, Meng Xiaodong would not tell the truth, so he stayed before coming to the bright front door to make sure that Meng Xiaodong had nothing to do with Lu Lanchun. As the saying goes, the villain comes before the gentleman, and perhaps this is how Du survives. His world and Meng Xiaodong's world seemed completely different.
However, the world is often so coincidental. An exciting story doesn't have to happen between two perfectly matched people. They may be very different, they may hate each other, or they may never get close. But fate, the depth of fate, makes it impossible to expect anything for nothing.
Du, who had come to visit, stepped forward cautiously. For this trip, he had gotten a haircut on Wangfujing Street and bought a new suit. Now, standing in front of Meng was a handsome man with a neat little haircut, wearing a stylish suit and a pair of white pointed shoes. At that time, Du was in his prime, and his appearance was usually unimpressive, but when he mentioned it, he looked a little clean and ethereal. When I first met him, I thought he was someone returning from overseas.
When I heard Du was coming, Meng Ershi and Qiu Yuexiang personally came out to greet him. Although I did not know the purpose of Du's trip, I was a big shot in Shanghai. Meng himself poured tea for Du, and Qiu Yuexiang took out the best cigarettes in the house and lit them for Du himself. Standing on the steps of the west room, smiling gently, he invited Du to go home.
Du had never seen it before. Even if I had seen it, it was a woman playing an old-fashioned role under the noisy lights of a stage. She often wore an electronic crown and a mustache. She was a beautiful woman. It's hard to see a dress like that. Now, I see her fading away from prosperity, wearing only a plain shirt, a green jade bracelet, her long braid hanging behind her head, smiling at him. It was not the season of pear blossoms, but he seemed to feel the sweetness of the empty pear blossoms gradually swaying in the air, making it frivolous.
It had been a long time since he had seen a woman like this. She was as beautiful as the April sun. Suddenly, there was only one thought in his mind: he wanted to talk to her, even if it was only one sentence. So he smiled and said to Meng Xiaodong, "Ms. Meng has progressed quickly and is really working hard now." For some reason, he didn't want to mention Lu Lanchun at all, as if it was the way to talk. As soon as they met, they lost the simplicity and serenity they had now.
Facing Du's compliments, he just smiled and listened. His demeanor was quite gentle, and he seemed to be the lady of the house in the boudoir. Greetings were exchanged, and naturally her father's teacher would say that was not the extent of her socializing. Du talked about Huang for a while, then politely invited back to Shanghai for a performance. He never mentions the purpose of his visit, but this confuses Meng's family. After they left, Meng and Qiu Yuexiang muttered for half a day, but still couldn't figure out how this Du came to be here.
Some people say that meeting is fate. A quick glance left a deep impression. This meeting only left a small amount of money in Meng Xiaodong heart. When the wind blew, the autumn grass frost, she quickly forgot him. Yue rose late, perhaps their true destiny had not yet arrived. She didn't care and wasn't curious. Was he really traveling to see them?
However, she did not know, but in his heart, her encounter left a unique place for her. The wind and the rain did not invade, and there were no glorious years in between, no spring flowers fading, no autumn moon shining. But he was willing to be a silent lapis lazuli, a snow-white pine tree, waiting forever for the fragrance of the fragrant pear.
Flowing fragrance, fleeting fragrance
After all, in a person's life, overnight experience how many waves, trekking through how many mountains and rivers, in order to turn a hardship into a tenderness within reach, so that a sincere love embrace a tender heart. It can be presumed that one of the love lines is, Yao stage after all the hard work, steal the sixth reincarnation so hard, get and so hard. However, the same people have different lives. Some people are lucky, they can easily meet the person they love, so they are happy to grow old together.
Some people say Meng has had a very hard life. Bumpy? Young, famous, famous, everyone hated to be the apple of his eye and even smiled. However, those things never reached her heart, just opened on her lips and disappeared. Her frustration could be trapped love.
"The sound of autumn leaves, a bit of plantain, a bit of sadness, the night after the dream. The snuff chess has not been collected, and the people of Xinfeng are left alone. In the last ten years, two old matters of the heart in Jiangnan came to mind. Xu Zaisi's "Sorrow" is well written, lonely and sparse, like a night in cold tea, a faintly familiar and residual fragrance in which falls into the sorrow, and the flavor of the original is completely different. Trapped by love, locked in a deep building, can't live, can't die, indescribable sadness and sourness.
Meng Xiaodong is also trapped by love, unable to sleep at night, entangled for no reason, thinking over and over again, but can not find the answer. Leng Xiang the name, brewing Meilan, haunted his mind, around the lips, and timidly retreated back, just like the indescribable deep love, can only be buried deep. Although she is a famous actress in the pear garden, but from childhood to receive etiquette education, naked expression of their feelings, boldly say "the mountain has trees and branches, but I feel the heartbeat of the harmony of the sacred unicorn," and so on, but she could not say. Her greatest love was to gaze y and hide her infinite thoughts in her eyes.
If we remain silent forever, Meng and Mei Lanfang may have missed and wasted their lives. He didn't even know she loved him. She did her best, but she was full of lovesickness. She may never know that her love has echoed and made the most beautiful sound. Sometimes love is like that. You don't say anything, I don't say anything, and it just passes by, solidifying into a missed encounter. Recalling my gray hair, I suddenly feel overgrown with weeds.
Someone broke the ice. Qi Shan, an elder of the Mei school, said to Feng Gengguang of the money changers, "Master Six might as well do something good to make their marriage more fulfilling." It was also a good story on earth. "At that time they staged an emperor's romance on stage, where a pair of lovers were born in heaven. Hearing Qi Shan's words, Mei and her party responded. That's when Feng Gengguang laughed: he heard a joke and thought back, but thought Qi Shan's idea was good.
This is about the role of the Plum Party. In fact, it was a group equivalent to an agent, responsible for Mei Lanfang's acting career, taking care of his income, and sometimes inevitably involved in Mei's family affairs. In this environment, Mei Lanfang represented not just himself, but a group with him at its core. He was not worried about this group; he was bound and influenced by these people. And all this, Meng knew nothing about at that time. So sometimes I wonder if Meng was aware of these forces behind Mei Lanfang at that time, and she was willing to marry this man who was more than ten years older than her.
Maybe she would have. Deep love has no regrets. Once the fire of love burns, it will burn everything, potentially starting a prairie fire. How can worldly considerations and realities get in the way of making the moment great by resisting the explosion of fireworks? What's more, an 18-year-old girl with a heart as fragile as an orchid meets love and becomes the most determined Dia, invincible and unstoppable.
May's line sets the two together, hoping to end May's friendship with Meng financially. Imagine Jin Jiao, an absolute beauty, and the protagonist's old classmate, singing a play called "You're the One" onstage and living the life of a godly couple offstage. It is both a Pearland legend and a response to this topic. How many people are willing to come from far and wide to witness their "prince and dancer"? The combination of Mei Lanfang and Meng Xiaodong brought immeasurable economic benefits.
So Feng Gengguang went back and thought hard about it and really decided to set it up. If it didn't work, if it worked, then fine. They would be equal to Qian falling from the sky and the golden pearl falling to the ground. It's not like he didn't know what Qi Shan Shan, the old fox, was thinking, what would be good enough for Mei Meng, what would make up a good story. Not counting. In fact, Qi Shan Shan just does not like Mei Lanfang's flat wife Fu Zhifang, and believes that Fu Zhifang is the main reason why Mei Lanfang's ex-wife Wang Minghua left Tianjin. That's why she tried every possible way to pull Fu Zhifang down, and even if she couldn't, it would still upset her.
The world is so twisted, how can it be "comprehensive"? You gave birth to me, but I gave birth to you and grew old. The pace of time is always one step faster, and the situation in which we met is not unique. In those days, marriages were early and young people were poor. Maybe there were children babbling on their knees. Mei Lanfang and Wang Minghua were only 16 when they married. Although Mei Lanfang's family was a pear orchard family, people failed in Mei Lanfang's generation. He was adopted into his uncle's family as a child, and was also the child of his biological parents. He took on the responsibilities of two families. The first task was to pass on the flavor.
Two years older than Wang Minghua Mei Lanfang. When she became a wife, she was only 18. But she was smart and gentle. After the marriage, she personally took care of Mei Lanfang's living and did everything possible to take care of him. To Mei Lanfang, she was a wife, a sister, a relative. For a long time, they almost lived together, as unique as each other, waiting for each other, supporting each other. But was that love? Perhaps it should be called duty.
Hiring three media and carrying six palanquins, she entered on a noisy day. He didn't know what kind of woman he had married. Is your temperament arrogant or gentle? What do you look like? Can you move back and forth? He didn't know any of these things. He could only put on a red robe like all blind married teenagers, wait quietly for the wedding night, lift the bride's red headscarf, and slowly search for eternity. Fortunately, Wang Minghua was a gentle and generous old lady, worthy of Mei Lanfang's respect and affection. She had a pair of dexterous hands, and Mei Lanfang's wig was polished to a shine every day she was on stage so that she could take it with her. Makeup on stage was usually the responsibility of Wang Minghua. In her hands, Mei Lanfang on stage became more and more radiant.
At the same time, she won the love of Mei's party. Over the years, Mei's persistence and patience made Mei Party feel that she was the only woman who could afford to be the head of the Mei family. She once bore Mei Lanfang a son and a daughter. The eldest son was named Da Yong and the daughter was nicknamed Fifty. Child and child, the most extreme happiness in the world, and so on. After that, in order to take better care of her husband and family, she resolutely did birth control surgery, and took care of the backyard of the Mei family.
If those accidents hadn't happened, perhaps the once-happy little family would have lived a carefree life. A few years later, their children grew up and all became old women and men, helping them walk in the late-autumn sunset in Beiping. It's just strange how fate makes people. A few years after the birth control operation, two children died one after another, and Wang Minghua began to cry. As a mother, it was cruel and painful. As a wife, she was filled with guilt for Mei Lanfang. She could no longer carry on the fragrance for him. She had lost her children, and she knew she would lose her husband.
Melanchthon was helpless. How could he not be hurt when he lost a pair of lovely children? How could he not regret it? But he was the head of the family, the only man in the Mei family. The burden on his shoulders was too heavy to shirk. He watched his wife lose weight and get worse. The best doctors in Beijing were called in and they used the best medicine, but he knew it was a debilitating heart condition that no one could fix. Life was at a standstill and everyone was suffering. It wasn't until the thin, emaciated man himself told him to take another wife that the family succession became important and the Mei family was cut off. The sin was too great for her to bear. Faced with this situation, Mei Lanfang could not say a word. He couldn't agree or refuse, he just kept silent.
He was willing to procrastinate, but the elders of the family could do nothing about it.
In 1920, Meijia bought Mei Lanfang Fu Zhifang, a disciple of his early teacher Wu Lingxian. Mei Lanfang was also impressed by the girl. She was a generous and unassuming woman, a bit stubborn and serious, which he admired. So, that year, he married the 15-year-old Fu Zhifang. In fact, the Mei family had intended to make Fu Zhifang a concubine, and Fu Zhifang's mother did not agree. With a matchmaker, she said that the Mei family's youngest grandmothers could not have children. No matter what Fu Zhifang's status was when she entered the house, no one dared to underestimate her. Finally, they decided to marry Fu Zhifang. After marriage, they were equal to Wang Minghua and did housework together.
Marriage in ancient times was not something we can imagine now. The weight of love in those days was very light, like a grain of sand or a drop of water in a marriage. There were three kinds of unfiliality, the greatest being the last. The ultimate purpose of concluding two family names was to pass on the fragrance. Though one's heart is fleshy, it cannot fulfill the expectations of one's family. Therefore, no matter how helpless and heartbroken Mei Lanfang was, he could not say "no" to the mission of the family. Now, he only hopes that the two women can get along and understand each other.
In fact, Fu Zhifang spent some time with Wang Minghua after she came into the family. Wang Minghua was an open-minded and generous person. She never complained again after learning that Mei Lanfang was married to Fu Zhifang. When Fu Zhifang entered the family, she treated her as a sister, and soon she gradually retired, leaving all household chores to Fu Zhifang. Fu Zhifang also respected Wang Minghua very much. After her first child was born, she even gave it to Wang Minghua to raise, intending to let it grow up like Wang Minghua's child. After the full moon, Wang Minghua returned the child to Fu Zhifang and sewed a small hat for it. It could be argued that they were not at fault, and were as harmonious, equal and loving to each other as Mei Lanfang wanted them to be.
But this was not what the Mei party wanted. The smoother Fu Zhifang lived in the Mei family, the more she was favored by Mei Lanfang, the higher her position in the Mei family and the more power she had. However, Fu Zhifang was not a gentle and patient woman. The difference was that she was strong-willed, decisive and swift, and often disagreed with the Mei Party. This led to conflicts between her and the Party Sisters. Many of the party sisters disliked Fu Zhifang, including the old-timers Qi Shan and Feng Geng Guang, who were in charge of Mei Lanfang's finances.
Competition between the different viewpoints was surging. Qi Shan and Feng Gengguang not only hoped that the marriage of Mei and Meng would bring great benefits, but also hoped that it would divert Mei Lanfang's attention and favor, and in doing so, hold and control Fu Zhifang. They believed it would succeed. Because Meng Xiaodong's love and desire for Mei Lanfang could not be deceived, and Mei Lanfang's admiration and affection for Meng Xiaodong was even more overflowing. Lang loves his concubine, so he falls into his heart.
Everyone is doing their best. I just forgot about the innocent Meng Xiaodong in this game, she is a loser. She just met someone, fell in love with someone, and then fell in love with someone, just like all the girls in the world. It was as plain and simple as that, she didn't hide her emotional eyes, didn't want to hurt anyone or miss anyone. She even hoped that it was a good thing for the little soul to remain silent, to secretly savor and warm up in the darkness. I didn't expect "The Prince and the Dancer" to involve a cold chain, imprisoning the originally sweet and confused love and cutting off my lifelong love. She was just a shiny pawn. Of no other use in everyone's eyes. They seem to forget that they are not qualified to decide on other people's lives, nor are they qualified to forget that this innocent girl is also a loving person. She's going to get hurt too. She would be sad and cry late at night.
She only wanted to tenderly guard a love, but never thought her love would materialize in this way.