"Now we are singing an opera until Zhao Zilong cuts down two banners of Cao's army and is fighting with several generals of Cao's army."

The old Taoist priest seemed to be enjoying it, and from time to time he clapped his hands and cheered with the onlookers around him, completely forgetting the purpose of his trip.

Jin'an, Zhang Hu and others: "..."

Jin An understands that people's entertainment methods in this era are very monotonous. Listening to music and watching operas is a rare civilian entertainment method. He also understands that the old Taoist priest has been staying in the Taoist temple to look after the Taoist temple for him. There is a lack of entertainment, so he did not interrupt the old Taoist priest.

Watch a play, but look at the surroundings by yourself.

Not to mention, the person who plays Zhao Yun is quite handsome. Although he is not as heroic and heroic as Zhao Yun, his handsome appearance is enough for singing and acting.

He noticed that among the people watching the theater, there were many women who were fascinated by "Zhao Yun" on the stage. From time to time, they took out their purses and threw copper coins on the stage. Among them were some wealthy people with pearl hairpins and well-dressed people.

woman, woman.

During this period, new theatergoers came in one after another, and soon the seats were full. These people were willing to stand, crowding the aisles, and watched the theater intoxicatedly.

"Eh? That's not right!" The old Taoist priest, whose palms were clapped red and who was immersed in watching a play, suddenly said a confused sentence.

Jin An's head moved: "What's wrong?"

The old Taoist priest's eyes regained clarity. He quietly raised his finger and pointed at "Zhao Yun" on the stage, and whispered: "Although 'Zhao Yun' on the stage has paint on his face, he can't hide his brow bones and facial bones. These are all

You are born in your mother's womb and cannot be changed unless you cut off the bones and repaint the skin..."

"As a veteran, I always feel that the face of 'Zhao Yun' on the stage looks familiar. I have seen it somewhere..."

"Let me think about it carefully..."

"I remembered! The human-faced mirror! It's that bastard Shi Zhiping, the third housekeeper of the Song family!" The old Taoist priest stood up excitedly, then sat down again and covered his mouth and whispered.

"I didn't expect that he had mysteriously disappeared from the prison for so long and finally showed up. He actually went to the theater troupe to sing a big show and slandered my favorite victorious general Zhao Yun!"
Chapter completed!