Selected Fortune-telling Yue Opera _ Selected Fortune-telling Yue Opera

He Wenxiu, a Shaoxing opera, wrote lyrics for Dojo fragments.

Visiting his wife in Sangyuan for the fifth time.

Let's go Sister Lu Yu received her news and went to visit Lan Ying in Jiuli Sangyuan. I walked through the crossing of Lisantao Flower, Liuli Xinghua Village and Qibao Pavilion. In front of Jiuli Mulberry Garden, I saw how lush a Mulberry Garden was. When I saw dozens of people, I was surrounded by bamboo sheds. Is this Yangjiamen? Why did the door close when I pushed forward? There is silence in my ears, but I don't see my wife wasting her heart. There is a paper window next to the house, through which I can see clearly. Ouch! The window is too high to see. Oh, there it is! You can see clearly by blocking the stone! Wen Xiu lifted up his eyes and looked inward. He saw a small thatched cottage with a small incense table facing up, broken wooden chairs on both sides, three incense burners inserted, and vegetarian dishes on the table. The first bowl of stewed paradise meat with red and white fish, the second bowl of fragrant fried fish, the third bowl of stewed tofu with celery and mushrooms, the fourth bowl of fried dried cabbage, the fifth bowl of stewed walnuts with soy sauce, and the sixth bowl of stewed peanuts with soy sauce. A bowl of rice and a glass of wine, and a pair of chopsticks on the table, looks like my third anniversary. Thank you for your kindness.

Scene 6 crying card

Wang Lanying): Officer, come with me-LAN Ying couldn't help crying when she walked into the hut with the spirit tablet. It has been three years since the official died. When will this blood feud last? He Wenxiu): When my wife cries loudly, I can't help crying. I pity her for suffering for me and being filial for three years. Now she doesn't know the news of Wen Xiu's death, so I quickly went in to recognize him. Oh, slow down. Although I came to Haining this time, I changed my name and surname, determined to get rid of Zhang Tang thieves and hate Haining. If you recognize your wife at this time, it will be difficult to deceive the Yang family. If the news gets out, Zhang Tang won't be able to get rid of it when he knows he's prepared. I was very patient and it took me a long time to recognize each other. Wen Xiu has the right to be cruel. Fortunately, the wife's whereabouts are clear, but until the thief is removed, the husband and wife will recognize it. Wang Lanying): On the spirit tablet, an arrow pierced the chest and tears poured down his face. It is difficult to have a white head when an official dies miserably. He Wenxiu): Seeing his wife crying sadly, it really is a deep affection between husband and wife. Lady, you don't have to be sad, so you can meet again. Wang Lanying): My husband, if you have a spirit of murder in spring, I hope my children will understand it as soon as possible, but I hope I can avenge my husband's death, even if I am crushed, I will still smile. He Wenxiu): Now as a patrolman, I have authority, and revenge can be successful. At that time, the husband and wife met again and were happy together! Wang Lanying): Officer, husband! The voice told my husband not to respond. I was deeply grieved and shed blood and tears. I thought we were inseparable at the beginning, but now only your spirit tablet is with us. Sighing that Joule is too young to understand, when can he avenge his husband? Officer. Husband, officer, husband! Ghosts and spirits take me, and husband and wife will reunite after death!

Seventh fortune telling

He Wenxiu: I got up early in the morning and went out of town to comfort my wife, Wang Lanying, with a white cloth sign in my hand. It was beautiful and clearly written. Come quickly or not, Jiuli Sangyuan is called fortune telling. Bai: I heard someone calling fortune telling, so I thought of my husband. His name is Guan. I don't think he died young. Why did he die when he was young? Oh, he died. It seems that the face is difficult to be accurate, and it seems that life and death are doomed. He Wenxiu: What's good is bad. You can predict good or bad luck, and then make sure that you can pay when you come. If you're not sure, don't ask for money. Wang Lanying: Mr. Wang claims to be smart. Please ask him and this official to figure out his own life. However, because of his family's poverty, it is difficult to have money to tell fortune. He Wenxiu: I'm calling to tell my fortune, but I can't see what happened to the Yang family. Lan ying didn't hear you? Is there nobody at home? Oh, I remember. Yang Jiali is poor and has no money to tell fortune. I'm Mr. Wang from Kyoto. I came to Haining to be famous. A large family is called a fortune teller, and I will collect five taels of silver in my life. People of medium height are called fortune tellers, waiting for tea, meals and snacks. The poor are called fortune tellers, and they don't want any money. If there are children at home, Mr. Wang will also give gifts, put 24 pieces of bronze cymbals upside down and buy cakes for the children. Wang Lanying: Mr. Wang's speech is really strange. Every word touched my heart. Since the poor fortune teller doesn't want money, I'd better ask him to do the fortune-telling until I come forward to enlighten Chai Men. He Wenxiu: Read fortune, tell fortune-Wang Lanying: No ... I remember I was a young widow. If my husband is still young, it will be even harder for me to ban such gossip. He Wenxiu: No one answered the loud call, and Wen Xiuxin was uncertain. Am I wasting my trip today? I'll call you loudly. My fortune-teller was none other than someone who obviously wronged a great event. Wang Lanying: Obviously, you have wronged a great event. It seems that this gentleman has the ability. I still let my mother-in-law invite him to find out when my husband was wronged! He Wenxiu: Let me do the math. There is a clear line of eight characters. Wen Xiu wants to count his own life, but I can't count the lives of others. I can count my own life. Yang Mama Bai: Please sit down, sir. Please sit down. He Wenxiu White: Ah, Mom, I don't praise or flatter, so I just do what I'm told. Mother news: Left makes life twenty-one, and hit it for life. His ancestors had no family business, so he started a family. Born into an official family, his parents love him, and he has no brothers in the upper class and no brothers in the lower class. He is the only one who has no sister and younger sister. One or two years old, leaving mother's body on Wednesday and Thursday. I am five and six years old, and I go to school at the age of seven and eight. At the age of nine and ten, I have a Wenchang pass. Eleven and twelve are peaceful, twelve counts as seventeen. Bai: Oh, Mom. Yang Mama Bai: What? He Wenxiu: Woe to seventeen! Yang Mama Bai: Disaster, what disaster? He Wenxiu: Seventeen-year-old Death Dog Star, there is no storm. A traitor from North Korea came to kill his family, which was the only way to escape. He is down and out. It is more dangerous than a blind man crossing a bamboo bridge or a broken boat crossing a river. Fortunately, I am lucky to have a red phoenix and a happy star. Every lady on the road gave me money privately. The man was not paid as a token, and the woman married herself without media proof. Yang Mama Bai: Ha, oh, yes, sir. Nong Shu Ge and my goddaughter are absolutely right. Sir, what happened next? He Wenxiu Bai: Let me think. Sing: Seventeen is eighteen. Oh, mom! 18 years old, a disaster. The disaster in prison is a disaster, and the lawsuit of life is with you. Life criminals secretly kill each other, and it is difficult to survive if they are wronged. Wang Lanying: My dead official ... Yang Mama Bai: Oh, she cried again. He Wenxiu: Wen Xiu can't bear to hear his wife cry. I can only persuade my wife not to be sad by telling her fortune. Bai: Ah, Mom, this life is ok, ok. Yang Mama Bai: What, people are dead, too. It's good to go out for a walk. He Wenxiu: Fortunately, the noble star has been reborn. In the past spring of 18 and 19, Qinglong monopolized good luck. This year is exactly the 21st. He won the gold medal and became a minister. Now that husband and wife can meet, they must celebrate for the second time. Mother Yang: Oh, ok. Mr. Wang's speech is not pleasant to listen to, making it up and deceiving people. My son-in-law has been dead for three years, and no one has come back from the dead. He Wenxiu: Mom, don't believe me. My life must be right. He really doesn't deserve to die. It still exists in the world.