Chapter 457 is finished
"Brother Zhi, you don't want to do it tonight, do you?" Song Xiance suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly asked in a low voice, he was afraid that Zhiwen would be impatient because of the long waiting time, and he couldn't wait to make a move.
"How can it? Don't worry, Mr. Song, you won't disturb everyone to see Ming Fengji's Yaxing. Zhiwen smiled.
The reason why I came to the emperor's role is that the costume worn by the emperor is the one who plays the emperor, doesn't it mean that the king of the Ming Dynasty can't be contaminated except for rebelling and claiming the emperor, and the rest of the things can be said to be taboo, then find a way to make the acting king look unsubordinate, isn't this matter over?
But how to make the acting king an ambitious vassal king, it is nothing more than framing and other means, Zhiwen and Song Xiance and others combined, the simplest is to get a set of robes that the emperor is qualified to wear, find a way to stuff them into the palace of the acting king, and then get some handwritten letterhead that the king wantonly made a wish for, and stamped it with his private seal, and it is almost the same.
Although this kind of technique is a little rough, as long as you find a way to make a certain official unintentionally break it, it is still very lethal, even if there are some flaws, but in the face of the temptation to overthrow the acting king, curry favor with the present, and add officials to the knighthood, officials at all levels from the bottom to the top may ignore it intentionally or unintentionally.
Although the idea is good, it is not easy to implement it at every step, and the first thing is how to get the emperor's robe.
At first, Zhiwen wanted to do it directly, but soon found out that he was too young, too simple, not to mention that this bright yellow clothing is taboo, in the people, especially in the north, it is difficult to see, although Zhiwen's private collection is rich, but there is no such expectation, it can be seen that although Fan and others have fornicated with Dongyu, they do not want to be taboo in this kind of matter.
Even if you work hard to find clothes, how to meet the norms of the Ming Dynasty, it is a big problem, if you find someone at random, such as Xiao Yingniang, make a royal robe with imagination, and use it to frame it, civil and military officials at all levels, even if they want to overthrow the king, I am afraid they will not use this as evidence, after all, the loophole is too big, and most of them will become a joke, so it will not achieve Zhiwen's original intention.
If you go to a city like Datong and find a skilled craftsman, you may gain something, but if you commit such a taboo thing, you may go out with your front foot and be reported by someone on your back foot.
In desperation, Song Xiance came up with the idea, and finally the idea of the costume hit the head of the troupe, there must be a corresponding costume for singing, there is a play related to the emperor, there is the emperor's costume, if this play is about the emperor of this dynasty, it would be better.
"Am I so breathless, Mr. Song?" Zhiwen asked rhetorically, since they had waited patiently for a few days before, why not wait for another two days, besides, I have to let Song Xiance take a good look at what the level of this troupe will be tomorrow, "Whether there are two brushes in this troupe depends on you to screen." ”
"No problem, Brother Zhi." Song Xiance was relieved, he saw Zhiwen's eyes flashing just now, and he was really worried that he would not be able to bear his temper and wanted to make a move, which was not quite in line with what they had discussed at the beginning.
It's not impossible to steal the emperor's robe from the troupe, but if you want to do all the work in this matter, the costume can't be full of loopholes, and this is the level of the troupe.
According to Song Xiance, the costumes of those grass stage teams are naturally not very particular, if they use their costumes to frame the blame, it is better to forget it.
Only those troupes who are famous and care about their reputation, in line with a rigorous and exquisite attitude, not only sing lines, but also play and so on, even if it is a costume, they will never fool people, not only to look good, but also to be as close to the real situation as possible.
This kind of troupe is very powerful, and there are often literati and ink writers, who not only write plays for them, but also check the details of the stage, blades, and costumes, which is equivalent to the artistic consultant of later generations.
In this way, the costumes stolen from them can be fooled and really play a role in planting.
And the person responsible for screening the good and bad of the troupe is naturally none other than Song Xiance.
I don't know the handwriting of the acting king, did Ma Er succeed?
Seeing that the matter of this robe was expected to be resolved, Zhiwen couldn't help but think of the second step in the whole plan - to obtain the handwriting of the acting king, and only by getting the handwriting of the acting king to observe, Song Xiance could perfectly copy his handwriting.
This kind of thing, it is too unrealistic to expect to rely on Zhiwen to fly the eaves and go to the palace of the king to steal.
When Zhiwen first arrived in Datong, they circled around the palace from afar, and the palace occupied a vast area, afraid that there were thirty percent of the size of the city of Datong Mansion, even if they had not entered, they could guess that there were countless palaces and houses in the palace.
If you break in so indiscerningly, it is estimated that you don't even know where the king lives in that house, let alone find his handwritten letter.
Of course, finding the location of the acting king is also related to the third step - coercion and submission to the acting king, and this depends on Ma Er's ability, he has been busy looking for the brocade spies in the palace in the past two days, so as to let them be used for his own use, and he can't even take care of the drama.
Really said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, Zhiwen thought about Ma Er in his heart, Ma Er entered the hall with the wind, sat on the chair between Zhiwen and Song Xiance, poured a pot of tea in one go, and then whispered to Zhiwen with a little pride, "Xiao Zhi, it's done." ”
It's done?
Zhiwen's eyelids twitched, and he wanted to grab Ma Er immediately and ask in detail what step he had reached in this so-called "becoming".
It's just that the occasion is obviously not convenient at the moment, so I have to force my curiosity and reply in a low voice, "Let's go back and talk about it, watch the play first, your heart must be itching in the past two days?" He knew that when these people talked about watching a play, they were not interested.
Sure enough, as soon as he heard about watching the play, Ma Er, who was still tired just now, suddenly came to his senses, his waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, and his feet were no longer cramping, and he stared at the stage with bright eyes in an instant.
It's just that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes, as soon as Ma Er cheered up, he heard a gong on the stage, not only the singing of the two of them had disappeared, but the sound of the accompanying instruments became lower and lower, and finally disappeared.
There was a little confusion in the audience, some applauded, some whispered into high-minded talk, and the sound of falling the chair to the ground without paying attention, noisy, so lively.
Obviously, this is the end of the song.
Ma Er straddled his face and looked at Zhiwen and Song Xiance with resentment, obviously in a bad mood.
"Okay, Second Brother Ma." Song Xiance comforted, "Since your business has been completed, won't you be able to watch the show tomorrow?" ”
"That's right." When Ma Er heard this, his face turned cloudy.
"Let me tell you, tomorrow's drama is a big show, there are forty-one plays before and after, and I will definitely be able to overkill your addiction."
"Really? That's a good idea. ”
Song Xiance and Ma Er were talking in front, Zhiwen followed, and the three of them came out of the drama garden.