My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 315

Chapter 315 Sister Lan invites the boss, Xiaoyao Wang Yan Shunhua! 【1 update】

Kun Opera is one of the earliest Chinese masterpieces listed on the World Intangible Cultural Heritage List. It is also known as the "ancestor of all operas" and has extremely high historical and cultural value.

Kun Opera first originated in the Shun Dynasty, reached a certain scale in the Yong Dynasty, and entered its heyday in the Ning Dynasty.

The annual Quhui is one of the busiest times in Ning Dynasty.

Had it not been for the great war three hundred years ago, when the inheritance was destroyed, Kun Opera would not have fallen to this level.

Coupled with the increasing number of entertainment projects nowadays, the number of people interested in Kun Opera is gradually decreasing.

Shen Yeqiu likes these classical cultures very much, otherwise he would not have contacted the program team of "Collection of China".

He has listened to several performances of Kun Opera, but unfortunately, he has not been able to see the true style of Kun Opera. It is inevitable that he is a little regretful.

Hearing these four words spoken by Ye Puanlan, Shen Yeqiu was very confused: "What does Xiao Ye mean?"

Ye Banglan smiled slightly: "The person Teacher Shen is referring to is Mr. Yan?"

"Exactly, it's Yan Tingyue, the former vice president of the Yunjing Art Association." The director nodded, "She is not only the successor of Qu Sheng, but also the descendant of Xiaoyao Wang Yan Shunhua. It's a pity that even Yun No one from the Beijing Art Association knows where she is living in seclusion.”

Among the princes in the four directions, only Xiaoyao Wang Yan Shunhua did not have an army under his command.

His behavior is just like his title, he cares about the world and does not care about worldly affairs.

Xiaoyao King is as his name suggests. He is as handsome as Shunhua and is as handsome as any other. He attracts the favor of countless women.

It's just that history books never seem to record his family and direct descendants. It seems that Yan Tingyue is only a descendant of King Xiaoyao.

In addition to the kings of the four directions, King Hejia of Yan and King Xiang Qingtian of Chu were members of the Xiang family, King Hua Yingyue of Qin and King Yan Shunhua of Xiaoyao were all kings with different surnames.

Being able to rank among the kings of the four directions with different surnames, King Xiaoyao certainly does not only know Xiaoyao.

In addition to being good at martial arts, he is quick-thinking, good at singing and dancing, and is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Qusheng also said that it is difficult for anyone to match his talent in opera.

Ye Banlan remembered that in her previous life, when she was looking for King Qin Hua Yingyue, she happened to meet King Xiaoyao who had arrived in Qin City, and it was rare for her to appreciate the prince singing a song for them.

The Nancheng area in the south of the Yangtze River was where King Xiaoyao lived most often.

His palace is near Nancheng.

"The program team came to Nancheng this time. In addition to filming some intangible cultural heritage craftsmen, they also made a special trip to find the traces left by King Xiaoyao in history." The director joked with a smile, "We have our antique detector Miss Ye. Yes, don't worry about not finding it.”

Ye Puanlan smiled lightly: "However, according to historical records, King Xiaoyao's whereabouts have always been mysterious, and I don't know if I can be of help."

Also because he did not hold heavy troops, there are too few records about King Xiaoyao in the war three hundred years ago.

She looked through all the major history books, but she couldn't figure out a single sentence—

Wang Xiaoyao died.

But how exactly Yan Shunhua died and what happened to him, even unofficial histories can't explain it.

If possible, she hopes to find cultural relics related to Yan Shunhua and listen to the voice of history.

“Historical books always say that King Xiaoyao's face was like a peach blossom, and he was more beautiful than a woman.” Xu Qingyu also smiled and said, “I don't know what he looks like, but I am very curious.”

Ye Puanlan recalled it for a moment and raised his eyebrows.

She had to admit that Yan Shunhua was indeed even more beautiful after putting on costumes and dressing up as a woman.

“I heard that many painters painted him, but none of these portraits have been found so far.” Professor Shen shook his head, “I hope there will be new discoveries this time.”

The sun sets over the western mountains, and the water and the sky meet.

Flying birds landed on the beach one after another, and then circled up when the water receded, like a grand dance coming to an end.

Nancheng and Fengyuan are both ancient cities, but one is in the south and the other is in the north. The classical atmosphere that people feel is different.

There is a lot of water in Nancheng, and the drizzle is hazy.

Fengyuan is mountainous and the sky is high and broad.

There was a craftsman selling sugar figures and paintings on the ancient street. Ye Banglan bent down and gave the craftsman a banknote, and in exchange he got a little rabbit holding a lantern.

She slowly took a bite of the sugar painting, the sweetness blossomed on the tip of her tongue, and her taste buds danced.

“It's been a long time since I've been to Nancheng.” On the side, Xie Linyuan stretched slowly, “I used to like sitting on the beach and watching the sunrise and sunset. I could watch it for several days.”

Three hundred years later, Nancheng was different from the town in his memory, but many similar traces could be captured.

Besides the high-rise buildings, there are still small bridges, flowing water, and ancient roads and long streets.

Swordsmen once discussed Taoism here, and literati also left their calligraphy here one after another.

Perhaps, this is the reason why the Chinese civilization will never end.

Because there are always very small traces that can reveal the huge history of China.

Ye Banglan responded softly: "Well, I remember there was a martial arts conference held here, right?" "There was one, but I can't remember the specific year." Xie Linyuan shrugged, "Except Each of the six sects guards one side, and there are many sects in the Jiangnan area, so most martial arts conferences are held here."

Ye Puanlan smiled: "It's a pity, I haven't seen how grand the martial arts conference is."

The rivers and lakes are vast and equally complex.

Because she was unable to gather her inner strength, Hejia did not allow her to appear in places where martial arts people gathered to prevent assassination.

The martial arts conference held every five years gathers the world's heroes and hundreds of martial arts sects. It is also the time for the peak showdown of Chinese martial arts.

At this time, the Shen Cejun, Tianyin, Penglai Immortal, and Beiming magicians will all fight against each other.

She had only heard about it countless times from other people's mouths, but had never seen it, which was really a pity.

"The martial arts conference is nothing to see." Xie Linyuan raised his eyebrows, "It's just fighting that's interesting. But it's a pity that since my second junior brother took the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, no one has ever defeated him."

The Master of Shenxiao Tower dominated the world when he was sixteen years old and was unrivaled.

Eleven years later, he still firmly stands as the number one person in the world, and no one can shake him.

"What is this?" Xie Linyuan suddenly caught a glimpse of familiar words. He squatted down at a bookstall on the street with some curiosity, and then saw a dazzling list of books -

"A glimpse into the unknown love and hatred between Princess Yongning and the owner of Shenxiao"

"The Story of Princess Yongning's Marriage"

《Shock! The former leader of the martial arts alliance turned out to be the quick son-in-law of the East Palace"

Xie Linyuan: “…”

A question mark slowly appeared on his forehead.

He began to think about whether the history he experienced was false, otherwise he couldn't understand the names of these books?

In his memory, Master Shenxiao and Princess Yongning had never met.

"Fan fiction in unofficial history." Ye Banglan was very calm, and squatted down, reaching out to flip through the books on the stall, "Some of them are quite interesting, you can read them for entertainment."

As she spoke, she took out a few more bills and handed them over, then picked out a few books with eye-catching names and bought them.

Xie Linyuan looked at the "One Hundred and Eight Secrets Princess Yongning and the Master of Shenxiao Had to Tell" in Ye Banglan's hand without words: "..."

Three seconds later, he slowly said: "Do you like to see this kind of thing?"

"Why can't you read it for entertainment?" Ye Banlan said calmly, "If senior brother wants to read it, you can read the fanfic between you and Fanyin. You are now an official pairing, and there are many people writing about it."

Xie Linyuan flatly refused: "I won't watch it."

Just kidding, does he seem like someone who would read this kind of article?

He is a gentleman!

Ten minutes later, Xie Linyuan couldn't hold it any longer, and for the first time he spoke awkwardly: "Junior sister, can you give me a place to read?"

After telling Xie Linyuan where he read the article, Ye Banlan separated from him and went to visit Yan Tingyue again.

Also because Yan Tingyue was in trouble yesterday, Yan Tingfeng specially asked Binghe and Tiema to protect her here to prevent similar things from happening.

"Miss Ye." Binghe was plowing the land, "Mr. Yan is inside."

Yeyuanlan nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Alan, come in quickly." Yan Tingyue opened the curtain, "I thought you would come, but you did come."

"Teacher, I would like to ask you a favor." Ye Banlan thought for a while and said, "The program team I am in needs to film Kunqu Opera. I wonder if I can invite you to have a meal with me first."

"No problem." Yan Tingyue smiled, "Even if you didn't mention it and the program team came to see me, I would definitely go."

She has always wanted to continue to promote Kun Opera, but in any case she could not leave it in the hands of the people at the Global Center.

I'm afraid that in the future, Kunqu is really plundered. How can she explain to her ancestors?

"Thank you, teacher." Ye Banglan said, "In recent days, I have also been worried about those people causing trouble to the teacher again. If the teacher is by my side, I will feel more at ease."

Yan Tingyue patted her hand: "With you here, I feel at ease."

The two of them walked out while talking.

As he was about to arrive at the restaurant, Ye Banglan contacted the program team.

“Old Liu, Miss Ye said she would bring a guest over later.” The director said to Producer Liu, “We need to add more seats.”

“Add it,” said Producer Liu, “add a few more dishes.”

Multiple guests, just having a home-cooked meal together, nothing to make a fuss about.

Good morning~!

Sister Lan: Are you really not going to make a fuss?

Chapter end

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