On the stage, the actors smeared powder, sang tactfully, and acted sharply, which was inseparable from the hard work of a quarter of an hour on stage and ten years off the stage.

A good theatrical performance is inseparable from the expressive interpretation of the actors, which makes people feel as if they are in it and appreciate the joy and pain together.

The hard work of the actors is a medium for a wonderful comedy.

However, in the identity and status of the actors, they have not been really valued.

In the rich family, he spent his own money to hire a group of plays, which met the rich family's needs for theatrical entertainment.

At the same time, the lives of the actors are also guaranteed accordingly.

But more drama is to wait for a source of livelihood.

In the era of agriculture-oriented in the Ming Dynasty, the opera made a living through performances, which was shamed by the world.

After becoming a child of Liyuan, many people live in the debasement of the world in their lives.

From the point of view of social value, agriculture is indeed the reliance of the productive forces in ancient times, as well as the various guarantees of society.

The fundamental principle of "the people take food as the sky" has been well interpreted in the Ming Dynasty.

Those who have achieved fame have achieved relevant achievements through their own efforts, and the profound cultural charm of books has become the reason why the world respects them.

But no matter how hard the actors work, they can't escape the label of being lazy.

In social reality, the people of the Ming Dynasty thought that drama was dispensable, so the lowliness of the actors became a natural prejudice.

Although the Ming Dynasty looked down on the drama, in Wang Zezhi's view, those who were willing to endure hardships and pay were worthy of admiration.

This is also the reason why Wang Zezhi is willing to reward them with a set of houses.

The head of the troupe, who has never been looked down upon, knelt on the ground and shed big tears excitedly.

"Hey, hey, what are you excited about, you are not permanently in the pear orchard, if your skills regress one day, I will drive you away.

Besides, just because you've entered the pear orchard doesn't mean that you can rule over the other trees.

The other bangzi still exist, but you are the only one who has been approved by me, Zhenbei Bo.

If one day, other bangzi rise, and it will be someone else who has been recognized by me, and the person who has become the master of the pear will also become someone else. ”

"Zhenbei Bo, don't worry, even if we risk our lives, we won't lose the pear orchard."

The troupe owner patted his chest excitedly and assured.

In his opinion, Zhen Beibo can afford them, so they can't lose Zhen Beibo's face.

"Tell them to pack up and get ready to move." Wang Zezhi waved his hand and turned away in a dashing manner.

"We have land, and in the future, we will no longer be rootless duckweed."

As soon as Wang Zezhi left, the class leader shouted happily.

"Oh!"

"There's land!"

"Quick, kowtow to Uncle Zhenbei."

The head of the class came to the stage, waved his clothes, and kowtowed three times in the direction of Wang Zezhi's departure very seriously.

Seeing this, the actors behind him stumbled one after another.

Wang Zezhi returned to the Datong Mansion General Soldier's Mansion, and before he could take a breath, someone came to report.

King Zhu of Jin asked Gui to see.

"The king of Jin came to see me as an earl, I'm afraid it's not a bad brain, right?" Wang Zezhi was a little puzzled.

When Emperor Jianwen ascended the throne, he carried out a reduction of feudal domains.

At that time, Zhu Di was reluctant to be cut, and it was difficult for Jing to succeed.

Zhu Di, who succeeded in the rebellion, knew the power of the vassal kings, and in order to prevent the possibility of such a thing from happening again, Zhu Di weakened the power of the vassal kings by retaining the title and abolishing the military power of the existing vassal kings.

Therefore, no vassal king has ever dared to befriend a general.

This is also the reason why Wang Zezhi can't figure it out, and the King of Taiyuan Mansion Jin will come to find him.

"Meet King Jin!"

When the King of Jin came to visit, Wang Zezhi naturally did not dare to slack off.

He received the King of Jin with the highest level of courtesy.

"Excuse me, ahem... Excuse me! King Jin leaned over and coughed weakly, and after he coughed, his face became more and more pale.

"I don't know why King Jin is here?" Wang Zezhi asked.

""Yelang Arrogance" cough cough... It's from you, right? King Jin asked straight to the point.

"I don't know what King Jin is talking about." Wang Zezhi directly denied it.

"Okay, there are no outsiders here, let's open the skylight and say something, I came this time in the hope that Zhenbei Bo can raise his noble hand and let my son live."

"Why did King Jin say this?"

"You're still pretending? Zhu Dingwei, the acting king of Datong Mansion, is all gone, and I'm almost there, cough cough..."

King Jin said gloomily.

"Well, what does it have to do with me when you're about to die?"

"You... Ahem... After I die, don't deal with my children and grandchildren, we have encroached on some fields, but we are also forced to do so..."

The Ming Dynasty clan vassal kings were all over the place, and they represented the powerful.

They were born with generous treatment, and as long as they didn't rebel, they could sit on countless beautiful women.

But in the Chongzhen period, which was extremely corrupt, these glorious vassal kings were still not happy in the hands of these court officials.

The whole thing is the Ministry of Rites.

Zhu Yuanzhang stipulated that when descendants are named, they must bring five elements such as "gold, wood, water, fire, and earth".

The Ministry of Rites was responsible for naming the feudal lords.

If the vassal clans did not have names, they would not have preferential treatment, not even marrying wives and having children.

The Ministry of Rites, which had the power to name the feudal clan, began to engage in corruption.

If you don't give the Ministry of Rites money, then it's good, the Ministry of Rites will disgust the clan vassal kings and give some very ugly or very bad names.

This is still a better situation, those clans who have no money to bribe have suffered from the difficulties of the Ministry of Rites, and when they are fifty or sixty years old, they have no big names, and they can't even marry their daughters-in-law.

The Jin king's encroachment on those lands was also a last resort, not to say that he was acting recklessly and oppressing the people.

After Wang Zezhi heard King Jin's words, he laughed silently, and the dignified King of Jin actually came to him to cry poor.

"As far as I know, in the thirty-second year of Jiajing, the world's annual supply of Lu rice to Beijing is more than 4 million stones, but it has to bear 8.53 million stones of Lu rice everywhere; In the early years of Wanli, the imperial court spent 18.54 million taels, of which more than 5.52 million taels were used for rice from the sect, accounting for 30% of the expenditure of the Ming Dynasty.

To put it bluntly, the vassal kings of the clan have become maggots attached to the bones of the Ming Dynasty.

How much money can it cost to choose a name and tell the Ministry of Rites?

Even if you have a hundred descendants of King Jin, each of whom is named a hundred silver, it is only 10,000 taels.

If you tell me that the dignified Jin Palace's mansion can't even take out 10,000 taels of silver, then you will really laugh and be generous. ”

"Presumptuous! You are just a small guerrilla bought with a pen's money, everything you have now is given by our old Zhu family, you are making a lot of nonsense here, believe it or not, this king can kill you with a fold. ”

"I really don't believe it, Benbo's fame is based on his ability, but it's not like you to stretch out your hands for clothes and open your mouth for food, all relying on the shadow of your ancestors."

"You're so daring, you dare... Ahem... I don't know what to do, hum! ”

King Jin was very angry, he flicked his sleeves and left in a rage.

"Slow down and don't send it!" Wang Zezhi waved his hand at his back.

"Someone."

"The subordinates are here."

"When did the acting king Zhu Dingwei die?"

"Back to my lord, Chongzhen for two years."

"Oh."

The death of the acting king was really an accident.