Zhu Hao took Zhu Si and went straight to the bookstore.

Because the big play is about to start, the bookstore is already crowded with people, but the people present don't know what to do that day.

Yu San saw Zhu Hao coming, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Brother Hao, I just got the news, saying that it was the troupe we invited, and many people spent a lot of money to invite them to the venue, and there are also troupes who want to imitate our play...... Fortunately, the dragon class of the drama troupe preached morality and did not agree. ”

Zhu Hao said with a smile: "I don't think the dragon class master is moral, he has eyesight, and he knows that he can only eat with us...... Who usually watches those old-fashioned plays? When I go back from learning a few plays from me, I'm afraid that I will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life. ”

Lu Song next to him looked at Zhu Hao with a strange gaze, feeling strange in his heart.

Isn't it a bookstore?

How did it become a theater garden?

Listen to the meaning of your words, you also wrote a playbook?

You're really capable! Originally, the book field was full of wind and rain in the city, and now the opera troupe is invited to sing a big opera, so that the land of Anlu is not peaceful?

Zhu Si asked excitedly: "Is this going to listen to a play?" What play? ”

In these years, listening to operas is still a very luxurious thing, of course, Xingwangfu is not among them, and the palace will invite the opera troupe to sing in the mansion from time to time during the New Year's holidays, so Zhu Si has seen some plays since he was a child.

Zhu Hao said: "I'll arrange a "Farewell My Concubine" for you when you go back, what do you think?" ”

Zhu Si asked puzzledly, "What is Farewell My Concubine?" ”

Jinghong explained: "It should be about the story of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, who was besieged by the Han army led by Han Xin, heard that he was embattled, and suspiciously surrendered to Han, and drank with Yu Ji in the camp to say goodbye...... Hey Zhu Hao, did you really write this play? ”

Children are most fond of heroic plays, and Zhu Hao said that he said Farewell My Concubine, so he was naturally ready to write this play and officially launch it.

"Of course, let's take a look at my arrangement of "Monkey King Three Fights White Bone Spirits" today...... Isn't that more fun than listening to a book? ”

The drama of heroism is certainly fascinating, but the story of "Journey to the West" is equally addictive.

Especially recently, Zhu Hao's bookstore has been talking about "Journey to the West", and storytelling enthusiasts listen to the story and then watch the play, which is simply tailor-made.

"Okay, let's go see ......"

Zhu Si couldn't help but rush forward.

Lu Song hurriedly reminded: "Childe, there are dragons and snakes mixed here, so don't stick to the pile, just listen to it on the side." ”

Yu San smiled and said: "This lord, you are a noble person in the palace, and we have already arranged seats in the private room according to the instructions of the little master...... Everyone, please move? ”

While speaking, Yu San was still looking at Zhu Si.

He saw Lu Song and Zhu Hao appear together before, and knew that this was the head of the guards in the palace, and he didn't know what rank, but he was an official and a citizen, and he couldn't afford to provoke him, but this time it was obvious that the young man in front of him was the protagonist.

Zhu Hao advised: "Zhu Gongzi is a nobleman, you can't sit with ordinary people to watch the play, if there are other guests in the private room, please move their seats, and the fee can be appropriately reduced." ”

Yu San was puzzled.

If you have money to make or not, you have to go out to drive customers?

What is this road number?

What he didn't know was that Zhu Hao was giving him a chance.

There is a good chance that Zhu Houxi in front of him is the future Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, you can get his appreciation, and in the future, you will be given an official body of a brocade guard with hundreds of households and thousands of households, and your ancestral tomb will be smoking, do you understand?

Although Yu San didn't understand, Zhu Hao was the big shopkeeper, and he could only arrange it according to Zhu Hao's instructions.

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Soon a private room near the stage was vacated.

After a while, Zhu Si, Zhu Hao, Jing Hong and Lu Song sat in a private room more than a foot above the ground, built of sturdy logs, which could accommodate more than a dozen people.

There are a lot of guards under the wooden frame and around the perimeter, most of them stand at the staircase and around the attic, and some are disguised as spectators, one person and one chair in front can enjoy melons and fruits and snacks, the middle one sits on a long bench, and the one in the back can only stand, but everyone's mind is not on listening to the play, looking around one by one to prevent anyone from making trouble.

You can wait until after the gong starts......

In order to eat Tang monk's meat, the white bone spirit has successively changed into a village girl who goes up the mountain to send fast, an old woman and an old man who goes to the mountain to make incense, all of which are recognized by the sharp-eyed Monkey King, and beat the demon three times, but was misunderstood and driven away by Tang Seng......

At first, the guards were able to take care of the attic, and their heads turned from time to time, but then their eyes fell on the stage, and they were reluctant to move their eyes.

Lu Song was one of the few who remained vigilant, and when he saw Zhu Si looking at the stage without blinking his eyes, his heart moved, and he hurriedly got up and went downstairs, shouting at the men guarding the surroundings: "What are you looking at?" Keep an eye on anyone suspicious, and don't forget who you are! ”

One of the closer subordinates laughed: "Lu Dianzhan, are you too careful?" It's only one street away from the palace, as long as you shout, the brothers are here, and you need such a plant? ”

Lu Song scolded with a dark face: "Something happened, do you want your head?" ”

This threat has almost no deterrent effect, but with Lu Song pressing the formation, these guards can only give up enjoying the big drama and once again focus on observing suspicious people, but after looking around, they found that no one had the heart to pay attention to the attic when the show was staged.

The guards cursed in their hearts, and although they pretended to be vigilant, all their attention was on the stage where their eyes swept from time to time.

An hour passed, and as Sun Wukong on the stage was forced by Tang Seng to leave with a somersault, the big drama finally ended in the audience's tidal cheers.

The dragon master of the opera troupe walked onto the stage: "Everyone, this is the end of the afternoon play, let's come back in the evening." ”

The audience naturally didn't want to leave, and shouted for another performance, and the storyteller went up and said loudly: "The next storytelling is mainly about the plot behind the three dozen white bone spirits in "Journey to the West", you can stay and continue to listen to the book." ”

Compared with drama, storytelling will be lacking in expressiveness, but for old listeners, the content of storytelling is much richer than that of the stage, which can arouse people's imagination more, and can still make people addicted to it.

"Let's go!"

For ordinary people, spending two or three pennies to listen to a play, what should they do when they are too addicted, and consciously leave the venue to those storytelling fans.

Zhu Si hurriedly said, "Zhu Hao, I haven't seen enough." ”

Zhu Hao said: "Next time, I'll take you to the Flower and Bird Market to take a look, and by the way, find out if there are any rabbits for sale." ”

"Huh? How boring is that? Can't I watch it again? ”

Zhu Si was as stubborn as ever.

At this time, Lu Song went up to the attic and persuaded: "Childe, you can't stay here for a long time, a large number of people have poured in outside, who knows if there are villains hidden in it?" ”

Zhu Si was dissatisfied: "You always say that there are so many bad people in the world?" I'm just watching a play, and there are bad people who are not good for me? ”

Zhu Hao spread his hands: "If you don't want to, you can't help it, I'm not ready for the next play...... It's a big deal that the troupe will release a new play in the future, let you watch it first, if you are still so persistent, then I can only go first. ”

Although Zhu Si is stubborn, he also knows that he will follow Zhu Hao out to play today, and he will do whatever he wants, and Zhu Hao promised to put on a good show for him alone next time, so he can only endure it.

The group went downstairs, and the master of the Long squad ran over and said, "Distinguished guests, are you satisfied with what you saw before?" Is there a ......"

This is to ask for a reward!

Yu San hurriedly approached and scolded, "You want to die, Dragon Class Master? These are the nobles in the palace, don't make trouble. ”

Hearing this, the dragon squad master was startled and hurriedly retreated.

Zhu Si seemed to be inspired, his eyes lit up, he looked at Zhu Hao and then at the dragon class master, his eyes rolled slightly.

Zhu Hao guessed at a glance that this kid probably wanted to go back and beg his father or Yuan Zonggao to invite the troupe to sing in the palace, so that he could watch it as long as he wanted.

King Yixing's doting on Zhu Si will most likely agree.

Walking out of the bookstore, Zhu Hao intentionally or unintentionally reminded: "The plays they sing are written by me, without my playbook, they are just a grass stage team, and they can't get on the stage at all...... Lu Dianzhan, is that so? ”

Lu Song frowned.

You kid actually talk to me?

Lu Song glanced at Zhu Si, and suddenly understood why Zhu Hao said this, and immediately helped: "The level of this drama troupe is indeed not good, it is still a good script, if Young Master Zhu can hand over such a good script to the big drama troupe in the future, the effect will definitely be much better than now." ”

Zhu Sixing rushed and said, "Then let my father find a troupe to come back...... Zhu Hao, you are responsible for writing scripts for them, okay? ”

Zhu Hao said: "I still have to make money from the script and write plays for irrelevant theater troupes...... They learned, go and sing elsewhere, what's in it for me? ”

"I ...... This ......"

With Zhu Si's mind, he really couldn't think of a compromise.

But this is an inspiration for Lu Song.

Lu Song felt that he could say to Yuan Zonggao after he went back that the prince likes to listen to operas, and Zhu Hao's kid can write plays, so it is better to let Zhu Hao write and then find someone to sing, so that the prince doesn't have to think about running outside every day.

But letting the prince listen to the play, will it violate King Xing's cultivation of the prince......

Lu Song couldn't figure it out, and Zhu Hao said that it was no good to write a play for others first...... Lu Song had to think about whether to say this, and even if he did, how to say it.

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There are a lot of good things in the Flower and Bird Market, Zhu Si barely cheered up and stopped in front of the stalls, but after all, when he and his sister sneaked out of the palace before, they often came here to play, and most of the things didn't feel new to him.

Bouncing along the way, it seems that he is quite interested, but in fact, Zhu Si's mind is on the previous scene of "Monkey King Three Fights White Bone Spirit".

Zhu Hao is still concluding: "...... The singing voice is not very good, the southern opera is like this, soft, not as high-pitched and majestic as the Qin dialect, if you train a separate opera troupe and specialize in singing the new drama I created, the effect is definitely very different. ”

Lu Song glared at Zhu Hao, as if ordering him to shut up.

You obviously don't want Zhu Si to watch more plays, and you don't want to write a script for the palace to find a drama troupe to sing, why do you repeatedly attract the attention of the prince?

Aren't you looking for trouble?

But what Lu Song didn't understand was that if Zhu Hao really didn't plan to let Zhu Si come into contact with drama, he wouldn't take him to the theater.

For Zhu Hao, this is to retreat into advance.

It's not easy to raise a drama troupe by yourself, but if it is raised by the palace...... Is it hard? At that time, this troupe can be used for its own use, and occasionally it can help itself make money...... It's simply not too good.

But you can't build the palace in vain, which requires some doorways to make the theater troupe of the palace your own.

Zhu Houyu will become the master of the Xingwang Mansion sooner or later, and even be the master of the world, and the most important condition for the palace or the court to make profits for himself is not to let Zhu Houyu, a kid, love these things?

"Zhu Hao, when are you going to write a new playbook?" Zhu Si asked a little obsessively.

Zhu Hao said: "I have already written a part, and I can show it to you when I go back, but you can't be like Jinghong, you can't even read a book when you are fascinated by it, then I will be a companion of the palace, and my days in the palace will not be long." ”

Zhu Si shook his head excitedly: "No, no, of course I understand the truth of moderation." Lu Dianzhan, I'm tired, let's go home! ”

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