As the plague faded away, a new play was finally arranged.

On the day Yuan Zonggao left, the martial arts drama "Battle of Changsha" was about to be staged in Anlu.

Because the stage has not been used for a long time, the people of the theater troupe are hurrying to clean up, and at this time, the tickets have begun to be sold, and Yu San is telling Zhu Hao about the sales of tickets for the coming day.

“…… It's hard to get a ticket, I heard that the private room and the relatively high position were fried by scalpers to 200 wen a piece, which is better than when we sang "The Legend of the White Snake". ”

Zhu Hao said with a smile: "The premiere, it's normal to be lively, if this new drama has a bad response, it won't be such a blockbuster when I look back." ”

As he was talking, there was a commotion in the theater garden, and I saw a young man with two attendants arguing with the troupe.

The young man's attitude was arrogant: "No more tickets? How is this possible...... It's just a few dollars, the master can afford it, five tickets tomorrow, the master wants to invite friends to come to the play, and he has to get the best position...... Do you always have enough money? ”

Five tickets for the same money?

Zhu Hao wanted to say, brother, you are really generous.

Wouldn't that be the price for you to buy a ticket on the black market? I'll give you a temporary extra seat...... This performance, don't make a few dozen taels of silver in the end, that's called a good start.

But Zhu Hao also thought about it, the rules are still needed, which can only show that the new drama is too popular, and these people who can't buy tickets come to make trouble.

Yu San was about to go over to maintain order, but Zhu Hao pulled him and said with a smile: "Don't pay attention to it, let him make trouble." ”

Yu San said in surprise: "Brother Hao, that one seems to be ...... The Zhu family? ”

"Huh?"

Zhu Hao was stunned.

But at this time, the other party reported his identity: "Don't ask where the master is!" The master's father is the deputy of the Jinyi Guard, and he is about to return to Anlu to perform the duties of a thousand households, you are a small drama troupe, how dare you despise me? Be careful to turn around, and the master has demolished your stage! ”

Now Zhu Hao understood that the other party was the son of the eldest uncle's family, Zhu Yanling, the third-generation eldest grandson of the Zhu family.

"Brother Hao, you ......"

Yu San didn't understand, Zhu Hao didn't even know his brother?

Zhu Hao smiled and said, "I haven't seen it for two or three years, and I didn't recognize it for a while...... You know that our Sanfang people are not close to the Zhu family. ”

Yu San was relieved when he heard this.

Although Zhu Hao is quick-witted, he is also a child anyway, and it is a little difficult for a child to remember a cousin he hasn't seen for a few years, and besides, it is a family matter of the Zhu family, and it is about his relationship with Sanmao? He didn't bother to find out why.

"Brother Hao, do you want to go over and say hello?" Ask for instructions in the third.

Zhu Hao said: "I can't recognize him, and he can't recognize me...... Looking at his arrogant and domineering appearance, wouldn't it be boring for me to confess my relatives in the past? Even my mother doesn't know that this business is mine, how can he know? I'll go first. ”

Yu San saw that Zhu Hao was leaving, and hurriedly asked: "...... the ticket?"

Zhu Hao replied without thinking about it: "Don't give it, let him figure it out by himself!" ”

……

……

Get a ticket from me?

Think beautifully!

Even if I always buy five tickets, I don't sell them, but I still have this backbone.

Back home.

Zhu Niang and Aunt Li are actually talking about the fact that there is a new drama staged in the city in the coming day.

Zhu Niang didn't avoid her son when she talked about it, and she also intended to listen to her son.

“…… In the past, when we sang opera in the city, we couldn't leave the shop and didn't have time to watch the play, but now we are finally free...... Tomorrow's play, I heard that many people want to watch it, why don't we go and watch it as a family...... Xiao Hao, you want to study, it's better like this, let's buy tickets for tomorrow's evening show, and wait for Xiao Hao to come out of the palace and watch it together. ”

Zhu Hao said: "Mother, it is said outside that the tickets for tomorrow's two scenes have already been sold out, and a ticket on the black market costs 100 Wen, and a good position costs 200 Wen, so I have to listen to this?" ”

Before Zhu Niang could react, Aunt Li next to her was shocked: "So expensive? The owner of the troupe had a bad stomach and actually wanted to sell the ticket...... Where is this to watch a play, it's just a money grab! ”

At first glance, this sounds fine.

But the question is......

Auntie, can you figure it out?

The person with a bad stomach you said is standing in front of you, is it really good for you to scold me like this?

It's not that I came up and sold at such a high price, it's just that someone maliciously hyped it, you can't use the price of the movie ticket after the hype to measure the original price, after all, there are a few people who are willing to spend money to buy high-priced tickets.

The scalpers do high-end business, and the ordinary thing to watch a drama is to buy a ticket to listen to it, and it is basically parity to change hands, and even lose some money.

If you have a ticket and want to change hands, you may not be able to sell it for 200 yuan.

Zhu Niang smiled: "It doesn't matter if the price is higher, isn't Yu San doing things for the owner?" The opera troupe went to Nanchang with us, and there were many people on the road, so we should go to the show...... Besides, there is such a relationship as Yu San, so I don't really need more than 100 yuan for a ticket, right? ”

Zhu Hao hurriedly said: "Mother, even if we want to listen, we can go back later, tomorrow is a group of theater fans waiting to see the premiere, the price of the theater ticket must be high, wait for a few days, a ticket does not even cost ten cents, don't rush for a while." ”

Aunt Li also nodded in agreement with Zhu Hao's point of view: "Young Master Hao is right, whoever makes money can't let the black-hearted owner make money, let's see later." ”

indirectly scolded Zhu Hao again.

In order to avoid the revelation of his reliance on the drama troupe to make money, Zhu Hao can only endure this kind of scolding behind his back, not to mention Aunt Li, it is estimated that many people in the city who want to listen to the play but can't buy tickets, I don't know how many times I scolded him behind my back, if I don't have any face at all, don't come out and mix it up as soon as possible.

Zhu Niang thought about it and agreed: "Then wait for two days." ”

……

……

Early the next morning.

The entrance of the palace is very lively.

Yuan Zonggao went to Nanchang and served as the envoy of Jiangxi, and his colleagues in the palace came to see him off, and even a few children who were studying in the palace came out to say goodbye under the leadership of Tang Yin, although they could only stand behind and watch from afar.

Zhu San and Zhu Si obviously didn't take Yuan Zonggao's departure seriously, and they were still making crazy noises there, and they were all drilling around in the crowd along with Lu Bing.

Zhu Hao found a place with a relatively high position, looked at the crowds everywhere, and thought that he really didn't see it usually, there were so many subordinate officials in Xingwang Mansion, it was really not easy to feed a large family! The expenditure of the imperial court on the feudal kings in various regions has always been the largest.

Cutting the domain?

Push the Grace Order?

It's all.

The fundamental problem is that the Ming Dynasty has been peaceful for a long time, and the number of imperial relatives is increasing, and these people are waiting for the imperial court to pay for support, and they have never thought about self-reliance.

The feudal dynasty has always been passed down from generation to generation by princes and nobles, and only scholars pay attention to what is the son of heaven and a courtier, and the scholar of the iron-beaten princes and flowing water...... No matter how awesome the scholar is, he can only be admitted to the Jinshi, and become the first assistant minister, and when he retires, he is just a scholar among the younger generations, or a prisoner, and the children and grandchildren still need to improve themselves......

Scholars think they are great, but in the end they are only serving the princes.

Zhu Hao thought of his future, but he was repeating the path that a scholar would take, and Yuan Zonggao, who was conscientious and conscientious in Xingwangfu, wasn't it the same?

It's sad to think about.

……

……

Yuan Zonggao got into the carriage and left.

Tang Yin turned to the children and said, "Okay, let's go back to class." ”

Yuan Zonggao left, Tang Yin was a lot easier, after all, there was only one person in the palace who could really crush him, and he could be called a "senior" and a "teacher". Yuan Zonggao is gone, who can shake his status in the palace? All of you are scum from talent to knowledge!

Several children returned to the school house, and Lu Song, who had been escorted all the way, left on his own.

Tang Yin asked a few children to review their homework, and he called Zhu Hao to him, and prepared to teach Zhu Hao four books as agreed yesterday.

"This is the title, this is the model, you ......"

Tang Yin, as the Southern Zhili Xie Yuan, is naturally qualified to underestimate Zhu Hao in terms of writing articles, because he feels that no matter how much knowledge Zhu Hao has, it is impossible to write four books.

Zhu Hao simply read the topic, and did not look at the so-called model text.

Back in his seat, the title was very simple, from the Analects, "Zi said that if you don't suffer from people, you don't know if you don't know what you are suffering from."

It is to the effect that Confucius said, do not worry that others do not understand you, but should worry that you do not understand others. This is to teach readers to endure the loneliness of no one knowing, to check more people and things, instead of complaining about others, and one day they will be known all over the world.

Zhu Hao waved his pen and wrote a few sentences casually.

There is no problem solving and undertaking the topic, just starting to talk and finishing it in a few hasty sentences.

got up and walked to the podium, handed over the homework to Tang Yin, and Zhu Hao was ready to go back to do his own thing...... completed the four books as promised, just because he didn't want Tang Yin to entangle him.

At this time, Tang Yin had just taken out the lesson plan, and before he could read a few words, he saw Zhu Hao come to hand in the papers...... Tang Yin first looked at Zhu Hao with a strange look, and then took the sentence written by Zhu Hao over and looked at it, frowning.

"What the hell did you write?" Tang Yin was ready to teach Zhu Hao a lesson with a straight face, but when he looked up and saw Zhu Hao's stubborn little face, his tone naturally weakened.

That being said, Zhu Hao's pen is still very sophisticated, and he actually saw the advice to himself from Zhu Hao's article...... Am I suspicious?

This kid, it's impossible to know in advance what I'm going to do, right?

"I'll make a debut question on the spot, you go and write it."

Tang Yin couldn't judge what level Zhu Hao's four books were from the few sentences written by Zhu Hao, and seeing that Zhu Hao was submitting the paper too quickly, he was ready to give Zhu Hao a question.

Zhu Hao said: "Sir, isn't this too embarrassing?" ”

"Just write another one, as best you can...... If there is one that won't, I'll teach you. ”

After speaking, Tang Yin nodded at Zhu Hao, and then splashed ink: "People with lofty ideals have no desire to survive to harm benevolence, and there are killings to become benevolence." ”

"Huh!"

When Zhu Hao saw this topic, he couldn't help laughing.

Tang Yin frowned: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Zhu Hao pretended to be fine: "No, no, on the topic, it looks familiar, and if you want to laugh, you will laugh...... Mr. Lu, you asked me to write this? ”

Tang Yin looked at the remaining smile on Zhu Hao's face, and said with a straight face: "I've seen your skills in writing four books before, it's not bad." Today, if you write this topic completely, if you can't write it well, you have to stay in the church, teach you a little bit for the teacher, and you will write the first four books of your life with the help of the teacher......"

"Okay."

Zhu Hao did not refuse, and looked at Tang Yin with a little more urgency in his eyes.