They thought it was Pingzhang Bolu in Mengyuan Province who was obsessed with opera and storytelling.

Many troupes and storytellers immediately felt honored and proud, and they all held their heads high when they performed on weekdays.

It was as if as soon as Lord Pingzhang liked these trades, they were worth a lot.

The teahouse and wine shop in Jiqing Mansion are even more lively, and the guests are all coming to cheer.

In Jiqing Mansion, there is an atmosphere of wealth and nobility that sings and dances.

In this chaotic season, people can't help but sigh with emotion.

Outside Jiqing Mansion, a scribe about fifty years old, riding a donkey, walked into the city gate with a retinue of slaves.

The singing and dancing of Jiqing Mansion made this middle-aged scribe very surprised.

"It's strange, this Jiqing Mansion was just besieged by the Red Turban Army not long ago, why can't you see the slightest panic, but such a lively scene?"

The middle-aged scribe couldn't believe it, and after entering the city, he walked around two more streets, and sure enough, he didn't find anything abnormal, and he already believed it completely in his heart, and Jiqing Mansion really didn't suffer from the war.

"I saw the official Lubu document before, but it was very tragic that Jiqing Mansion repelled the red scarf, and Pingzhang Bolu was even ready to burn the jade, why can't he see it at all?"

The middle-aged scribe, with a stomach full of doubts, led the slave through the streets and alleys, came to the mouth of an alley, and then walked to the gate of a courtyard.

The middle-aged scribe jumped off the donkey, walked to the gate of the courtyard, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Suddenly.

He saw an iron lock hanging from the gate, and it was clear that the family was out.

"Could it be that Brother Berwyn has already resigned and returned to his hometown?" The middle-aged scribe was suddenly a little puzzled.

At this time, the neighbor next door heard the movement, went out and stretched out his head to check, and when he saw the middle-aged scribe master and servant, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Sir, are you looking for someone?" The next-door neighbor asked with a smile.

The middle-aged scribe bowed, "I'm bothering my brother, dare to ask if this householder is surnamed Liu?" ”

He was afraid that he would misremember the address, so he asked first.

"Yes, yes, it turns out that Liu Shenzheng lives here, but two days ago, their family had already moved to another place!" The neighbor said.

"What? Liu participates in politics? When the middle-aged scribe heard this, he was immediately very surprised.

The neighbor replied with a smile: "Yes, it's Liu Shenzheng, doesn't Mr. know about Liu's political promotion?" ”

The middle-aged scribe looked surprised, "What I'm looking for is Liu Ji and Liu Bowen!" ”

"That's right, Liu Zhengzheng is Liu Bowen." The neighbor said.

Subsequently, to the surprise of the middle-aged scribe, this enthusiastic neighbor led him to Liu Bowen's new residence.

I saw that this mansion was magnificent, using high-quality masonry tiles, and at first glance it was a material that only high-ranking officials and nobles could afford.

End end is a style!

"Guest's name?"

One of the servants, apparently knowing the neighbor, invited him into the porter for tea, then turned to the middle-aged scribe and asked.

The middle-aged scribe still did not recover from the shock.

"Is this really Liu Ji Liu Bowen's home?" The middle-aged scribe asked.

When Menzi heard this, his heart began to be unhappy, this guest was so weak, his master was the governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province, and he was a member of the three products.

"My lord is Liu Shenzheng, I don't know what you call it?" Menzi's tone is already a little bad.

"Okay, since you're here, then you can't go, you go and report, just say that Suzhou Shi Zhaorui is visiting!" The middle-aged scribe said.

"Guest, please wait!" Menzi immediately turned around and walked in.

This middle-aged scribe named Shi Zhaorui has another self-name, called Shi Nai'an!

The author of the famous Water Margin in history is him!

Just as Shi Nai'an was looking left and right at the door, he heard a burst of surprise from inside the door.

"Haha, Brother Shi has been waiting for a long time, Liu Ji is guilty!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Bowen walked out quickly wearing a cotton robe.

He was obviously in a hurry to come out, and even his hat was crooked.

"Berwyn, long time no see." Shi Nai'an hurriedly said with a smile.

"Brother Shi, hurry up and please come inside!"

Liu Bowen grabbed Shi Nai'an's hand and invited him to the hall affectionately.

Although Liu Bowen and Shi Nai'an are more than ten years apart, the two were imperial examination jinshi in the same year, which can be regarded as a very close relationship.

Moreover, both of them have been officials in eastern Zhejiang, which has deepened this friendship.

Subsequently, Shi Nai'an talked with Liu Bowen for a while, and finally figured out the reason why Liu Bowen suddenly became a high-ranking official.

"I said, how can Bolu's straw bag have the ability to make the Red Turban Army retreat, it turned out to be your Liu Bowen's clever plan!" Shi Nai'an said in a somewhat cold tone.

"Brother Shi, I can't help myself, my clan relatives and friends are all from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and I have no choice but to join forces with Bolu Fan Yao and others." Liu Bowen heard Shi Nai'an's sarcasm, and said helplessly.

"Alas, when I came to Jinling this time, I originally wanted to discuss the world's major affairs with you, but now that I want to come, there is no need for this." Shi Nai'an said.

"What's the big thing in the world? Brother Shi, what do you think? Liu Bowen was keenly aware of the words in his words.

Shi Nai'an wanted to speak, but shook his head, "Forget it, the Tao is not the same, you are now participating in the politics of Dayuan Province, and you have a bright future, I won't say anything else, the province has delayed your Liu Bowen's good future." ”

Liu Bowen and Brother Shi Nai'an, once had a good relationship of drinking and talking about ancient heroes all night.

Now seeing Shi Nai'an's appearance, Liu Bowen naturally couldn't help it.

"Brother Shi, if you have something to say, you and I have a friendship, what are you afraid of?" Liu Bowen said.

Shi Nai'an thought for a while, and naturally trusted Liu Bowen, so he continued to speak.

"Berwyn, it's not a secret, I came to Jinling this time, I originally wanted to persuade you to join me and join the rebels!" Shi Nai'an said.

"Rebels?" When Liu Bowen heard this, he immediately tightened his chrysanthemum.

He is now a semi-member of the Red Turban Army, and even more effective than the average rebel army.

Shi Nai'an's words made his heart tremble.

However, the two of them have a good relationship, so naturally they don't need to worry about Shi Nai'an cheating themselves.

"That's right, it's to join the righteous army, now Meng Yuan has no way, the officials are corrupt and the people are not happy, it's already exhausted, although I am old, but I also have a dull heart for many years, and now I want to show my ambitions!" Shi Nai'an said.

After hearing this, Liu Bowen hurriedly asked, "Brother Shi, where did you plan to go to join the rebels?" ”

"Taizhou!" Shi Nai'an stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the east.

Taizhou is located in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, east of Jinling.

"Taizhou, I heard that it has been occupied by the anti-thief Zhang Shicheng, and Brother Shi wants to go to Taizhou, that is, he is ready to vote for Zhang Shicheng?" Liu Bowen said.

"That's right, I heard that although Zhang Shicheng was born in a reckless background, he is quite a polite and virtuous corporal, and he does not burn, kill, and plunder the people, and he should be able to achieve great things." Shi Nai'an said confidently.

In the early years, Shi Nai'an used to be an official in Qiantang, Hangzhou, but later because he was dissatisfied with the traitorous ministers who killed the people, he resigned and went home to study and write.

If there is a big chaos today, and he heard that Zhang Shicheng's department of the Taizhou Righteous Army, which is close to Chi Chi, has the demeanor of achieving great things, he wants to take Liu Bowen to rebel together.

An old scribe in his fifties, according to the average age in ancient times, is already in his old age.

However, the old man Shi Nai'an is an old man, and he has an ambition to rebel.

It is worthy of Shi Nai'an, who can write the legend of the righteous water margin of the hero.

However, after Liu Bowen listened to Shi Nai'an's words, he shook his head vigorously.

"It's not right, it's not right." Liu Bowen said.

When Shi Nai'an saw it, he was immediately angry.

"Of course it's not appropriate, you Liu Bowen is now a member of Jiangsu and Zhejiang participating in politics, a member of the three grades, how can you go to the thief like me, if it is proper, it will be strange!" Shi Nai'an said angrily.

Seeing this, Liu Bowen was not angry at all, but laughed.

"What are you laughing at!" Shi Nai'an's fiery temper suddenly became angry.

"Brother Shi misunderstood, I'm not laughing at you!" Liu Bowen hurriedly explained.

"Then what are you laughing at!" Shi Nai'an does not forgive.

"Brother Shi, if you really plan to make a career and join the Righteous Army, I will recommend a better place for you, how about it?" Liu Bowen said.

When Shi Nai'an heard this, he was stunned.

"What, is that true?"

"Haha, of course it's true, when did I, Liu Ji, lie to you." Liu Bowen said with a smile.

"Tell me, where do you recommend me to go?" Shi Nai'an hurriedly asked.

"Except for the state, the Red Turban Army!" Liu Bowen said.

"What, Red Turbans?"

When Shi Nai'an heard this, he suddenly felt a little reluctant.

Today, the Red Turban Army is the most powerful.

However, the Red Turban Army also has a fatal shortcoming, that is, the places they occupy are all places with frequent disasters.

In other words, if it weren't for the frequent disasters, the Red Turban Army would not have been able to make trouble.

The Red Turban Army occupies all poor places, and I heard that they can't even eat enough, how can they fight for the world?

And Zhang Shicheng and others in Taizhou are different.

Zhang Shicheng and others were born as smuggler salt dealers, and there is a cornucopia of salt industry in the local area, which can be described as a rich family.

I heard that Zhang Shicheng is just an uncle and cousin, and he can pull up hundreds of people, all of whom are guys who can sell illicit salt.

After thinking about it for a while, Shi Nai'an said what he thought.

Liu Bowen listened, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

As a brother of the same age, he is really a little impenetrable.

Since we want to compete for the world, it is naturally people-oriented, with people, that is, with soldiers and horses, with soldiers and horses, nothing can be grabbed.

Zhang Shicheng and others in Taizhou only occupy the salt-producing area, and there are no red turban military friends and neighbors who echo left and right, so they have a fart.

"Brother Shi, making achievements does not depend on more money, but on more people, in addition to Zhu Yuanzhang, the marshal of the Red Turban Army in the state, and his brother Zhu Han, they are all dragons and phoenixes among people, and they will definitely be able to achieve a great cause in the future, I am also restrained by the relatives and friends of the clan, otherwise I will definitely vote for them."

Since Shi Nai'an was already planning to defect to the rebels, Liu Bowen no longer did the slightest concealment, and immediately explained the undercover nature of his secret assistance to the Zhu Han brothers of the Red Turban Army.

"I see! I'll just say that you, Liu Bowen, are not the kind of traitors who covet power! ”

Shi Nai'an was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately pulled Liu Bowen and said.

"Brother Shi, if you can trust me, you might as well go out of the state to meet Zhu Han first, get to know them first, and if you think they can't do it, then make another plan." Liu Bowen continued to persuade.

The more he came into contact with Zhu Han, the more Liu Bowen admired this young man very much.

Whether it is the military, government and people's livelihood, or vertical and horizontal, this young man who heard that he was born in poverty can always play with Pingzhang Zuocheng and others in Mengyuan, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang provinces.

"Of course I can trust your words Liu Bowen, then remove the state and visit this deputy marshal of the red scarf in addition to the state with your own eyes!" Shi Nai'an said with a smile.

The two had a thorough conversation, and immediately opened the original knot completely.

In order to conform to his noble status as the third-in-command of Mengyuan, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang, Liu Bowen is now a group of slaves in brocade clothes and jade food at home.

Since I haven't seen Shi Nai'an for a long time, I naturally want to talk about wine and talk about my friendship for many years.

Liu Bowen's wife, Chen, also wore precious lake silk clothes, surrounded by five or six maids and servants, and brought her two young sons to greet her brother Shi Nai'an.

Now Chen's proper celebrity lady looks, how can there be a time ago, for a meal of rice, to borrow.

Liu Bowen entertained Shi Nai'an for three days in a row, and it was not until Pingzhang Bolu of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province arranged an order to secretly send those snared troupes to Zhuzhou, that Liu Bowen gave Shi Nai'an an an identity name and boarded the fleet to Zhuzhou.

Since he was the person arranged by Liu to participate in politics, Shi Nai'an was taken care of in every way during his journey.

When it was time to disembark from the boundary of the prefecture, Shi Nai'an was even a little reluctant to leave this fleet of Mengyuan Province.

"Alas, sure enough, fame and fortune are gentle mounds that consume heroic spirit!"

Shi Nai'an took Liu Bowen's letter, went straight into the city of Jiezhou, and came to the front of the government to deliver it and ask for a meeting.

"What, you're Shi Nai'an?"

Zhu Han stared at the middle-aged man in front of him, revealing a look of surprise.

"That's right, it's Shi Nai'an below, has the deputy marshal ever heard of it?" Shi Nai'an was a little puzzled.

Does he have such a big reputation that even the red scarf thieves in Jiangbei have heard of it?

Zhu Han immediately stepped forward, grabbed Shi Nai'an's clothes, and said with a smile.

"Mr. Nai'an, the name is shocking, how could I not know!"

Hearing Zhu Han's words, Shi Nai'an's heart suddenly felt a burst of excitement and joy, it was simply beautiful.

The young man in front of him is really a little knowledgeable, as Liu Bowen said, he belongs to the dragon and phoenix among people.

Just by looking at people's eyes, it is definitely not bad.

"Haha, it's just the old man's false name." Shi Nai'an unconsciously began to gasp.

For Shi Nai'an, a big bull in literary history, since Zhu Han has encountered it, of course it is impossible to let him run.

Immediately, Zhu Han invited Shi Nai'an to a seat, and the two had an eager conversation.

"Oh, it turns out that Mr. Nai'an is planning to overthrow the tyrant with us!" Zhu Han already has a spectrum in his heart.

"It can also be said that Meng Yuan's tyranny is unreasonable, and he is already exhausted, although Shi is not young, he still wants to make a contribution." Shi Nai'an said.

Zhu Han asked some questions about military management again, and Shi Nai'an answered them all fluently, although he did not have the amazing feeling of Li Shanchang and Liu Bowen, but it was not comparable to ordinary ordinary people.

"Sir is really talented, I sincerely invite you today, can you stay in the state and serve as the marching commander in my righteous army?" Zhu Han immediately sent out an invitation.

Shi Nai'an came to get rid of the state, originally planned to explore the details of the Red Turban Army first, and then decide whether to take refuge.

Who knew that after seeing Zhu Han, the other party actually attached great importance to himself, and Shi Nai'an made up his mind completely on the spot.

"Shi is not talented, and he is willing to contribute a meager force to the righteous army!" Shi Nai'an said.

Zhu Han immediately happily ordered the cook of the government to prepare wine and food to entertain Shi Nai'an.

and also introduced Hu Yiba, Chen Baodao, Lu Zhongheng and others to Shi Nai'an.

At the reception banquet, Shi Nai'an looked at the food on the table and affirmed his decision to join the Red Turban Army.

In addition to the huge state government, the banquet prepared was only four dishes and one soup, although the amount of dishes was not small, it was definitely enough to eat, but there was no extravagance at all.

"Don't blame sir, my righteous army is doing the right thing for heaven, all the needs used are obtained from the people, I don't dare to waste anything, I must be frugal in food and clothing, I am definitely not slacking sir, and when I go out another day, I will choose the best restaurant in the state and entertain Mr." Zhu Han hurriedly said.

Shi Nai'an shook his head, waved his hand and said: "The deputy marshal misunderstood, Shi Mou's age, what kind of wealth and grandeur, I have also seen it, but it is just some vain, what is rare and precious is that the righteous army is so simple and usual, at first glance, it is not a mediocre person who is greedy for pleasure!" ”

"Walking on the Stars"

Both the guest and the host are not people who love luxury enjoyment, and they immediately started chatting freely with cups and lamps.

Zhu Han is still young, so naturally he can't drink.

Chen Baodao and Hu Yiba were accompanied, and they drank with Shi Nai'an.

Don't look at Shi Nai'an as a scribe, he actually has a good amount of wine without getting drunk with a thousand cups, and he has been drinking Chen Baodao and Hu Yiba all the time.

"Haha, deputy marshal, although Shi's amount of wine is not large, he can accommodate eighteen bowls of wine!" Shi Nai'an said with a daze.

Bang Dang!

As Shi Nai'an swayed and got drunk, a reception banquet finally ended.

Two days later.

Shi Nai'an, as the identity of the marching chief of the envoy to pacify the state, followed Zhu Han and his party out of the city of the state.

"Vice Marshal, where are we going today?" Shi Nai'an asked, staring at the dark circles under his eyes.

After two days of getting along, the bold Chen Baodao, Hu Yiba and others gave him a lot of creative inspiration, and last night he worked overtime to write a chapter of the Legend of the Water Margin Heroes, which was based on Chen Baodao, Hu Yiba and others to enrich the characters.

"Today we go to Zengjia Town, where there is a new acrobatic show to perform, let's go see the effect!" Zhu Han said.

The new miscellaneous plays, that is, the new scripts written by Zhu Han arranged for Hu Weiyong and other readers, are all new miscellaneous dramas with the theme of showing the bullying of landlords and the oppression of good people.

is different from those shoddy acrobatics, the level of Hu Weiyong and other readers is simply a dimensionality reduction blow, especially with Zhu Han's synopsis, which is both witty and tear-jerking.

Zengjia Town is a small town except for the state capital.

The only wealthy family in the town is the Zeng family.

The Zeng family, since the Zhao and Song dynasties, has been a local tyrant, and later joined the Mongols as officials and politicians, occupying almost the entire town's land and shops.

It's just that although the Zeng family also has a lot of bad deeds, most of them have used the influence of the clan to suppress it, and there are many oppressed clansmen who can't find a place to complain.

After Zhu Han sent people to learn about this situation, he immediately arranged for the local tyrants to divide the land in Zengjia Town, which began to mobilize the awakening of the people.

After walking for half a day, Hu Yiba shouted in front of him.

"Deputy marshal, the front is Zengjiazhen, and I have already seen the colorful flags of the troupe."

"Change into casual clothes and go to the theater with me!"

Zengjia Town.

With the sound of gongs and drums, a lively stage was erected in the town.

Originally, there was nothing unusual about this acrobatics, and the big guys had seen it.

But today's vaudeville is very different.

Because this troupe is not a grass stage team that walks the streets and alleys, but an official team that is raised by the state government.

Just the escorted soldiers and errands came, dozens of people came.

The people of the entire Zengjia Town, whether rich or poor, all crowded in front of the stage, ready to watch the play.

The classman, dressed in neat and new clothes, lifted the corner of the curtain and glanced at the crowd outside, and a burst of pride surged in his heart.

"Today's "The Legend of the White-Haired Martyr", you all have to work hard, whoever wants to go wrong, get out of our auspicious class!" Zhang Jiuyi turned around and said to all the actors with a serious face.

The entire troupe members, when they heard the class master's words, immediately hurried to ensure that nothing went wrong.

Now the number of members of the auspicious class has swelled to more than 20 people, not only Zhang Jiuyi's whole family of actors and gong and drummers, but also several apprentices and helpers.

There is food and drink with the auspicious class, and no one wants to lose this good errand.

"Folks, don't be impatient, wait for a stick of incense, and it will start immediately!"

An apprentice from the troupe struck a gong and walked to the stage and said.

As he spoke, he turned over several times, causing the onlookers below to cheer.

Zhu Han led Shi Nai'an, Hu Yiba and others to come over, and in the teahouse opposite the troupe, he set a position by the window, just taking in the panoramic view of the stage not far away.

"It's a warm-up and can be used to calm the audience's agitated emotions." Zhu Han said with a smile.

Shi Nai'an nodded, but his eyes didn't blink and waited for the curtain on the stage.

As the background of the curtain, painted with colorful scenes, there are halls, wilderness, mountains and forests, so that the audience has an immersive feeling.

This is the first time Shi Nai'an has seen this kind of stage.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

Suddenly.

With a loud noise, the originally crowded crowd dodged a passageway, and a group of people walked in from behind, and a rich old man in silk walked to the front of the stage.

This is the best position, which should have been fought for by everyone, but because of the arrival of this rich man, an empty circle was opened.

In the crowd, there were bursts of whispers.

"Master Zeng is here!"

"Master Zeng is a big drama fan!"

"Hmph, Zeng Batian is too arrogant!"

Obviously, this Zeng master who came out of the house is the big landlord of Zengjia Town.

"What's the play today?" Master Zeng asked as he sat on his chair.

"Master, it's the biography of the white-haired girl!" A slave said.

"Good! Master, I like to watch the martyrs! Master Zeng let out a lewd laugh.

Several of the attendants around him also laughed together.

"Humph! It turned out to be a scoundrel! Shi Nai'an let out a cold snort.

The following landlord of the Zeng family is obviously a landlord who does not belong to the gentry, and Shi Nai'an looks down on this kind of person the most on weekdays.

Boom!

With the sound of a loud gong, the new acrobatic show officially began.

As the members of the troupe wore brand-new costumes, the fish jumped on the stage.

The audience below burst into applause.

The props and costumes of the auspicious class, after Zhu Han's instructions, have already been changed with shotguns.

Not only does it look more in line with the plot, but there are also several kinds of clothes that can be switched in the background.

"The Legend of the White-Haired Girl" is actually the white-haired girl plagiarized by Zhu Han, but the plot characters are slightly changed.

It tells the story of a tenant poor farmer Yang Chongshi's Zhuang family, the father and daughter depend on each other, and the daughter Yang Xiniang is beautiful, and is coveted by the landlord bully Huang Laoxi.

Then there is the usury money that ordinary people are familiar with, and the interest rolls to take the life of the tenant poor peasant Lao Yang.

After the bully landlord Huang Laoxie forced people to die, he also forcibly occupied Yang Xiniang, making her suffer insults and oppression.

In the end, Yang Xiniang finally got the opportunity to escape to the barren mountains and forests, and three years later, Yang Xiniang, who was originally beautiful and moon-looking, became a white-haired girl who was not a ghost or a ghost.

At this time, Zhu Longxing, the marshal of the righteous army, raised troops to attack the Mengyuan court and its lackeys, marched through the mountains and forests, and rescued the white-haired girl Yang Xiniang.

Subsequently, Yang Xiniang helped Zhu Longxing, the marshal of the righteous army, to point out a small road that went straight to the rear of the Yuan army and the lackey army.

The rebels won a complete victory, and the marshal Zhu Longxing wanted to reward the hero Yang Xiniang, so he asked her what reward she wanted.

Yang Xiniang said in front of everyone that she didn't want gold and silver, didn't want good land, and didn't want official positions.

As long as you kill the bully landlord Huang Laoxie with your own hands and avenge your father!

Zhu Longxing, the commander of the righteous army, immediately nodded in agreement, untied the green steel sword with his own hands, and handed it to Yang Xiniang to avenge his father.

In the end, after Yang Xiniang counted Huang Laoxi's crimes, he beheaded him and avenged his father.

Burst!

As a cloud of blood mist rushed into the air, everyone was frightened.

When!

The teacup in Shi Nai'an's hand also fell on the table in fright.

He looked at the stage in front of him with a frightened expression, revealing a shocked expression.

"Really beheaded?!"

Seeing this, Zhu Han showed a smug smile, and then smiled: "Haha, Mr. said that he was joking, this is all the drama team of the government office, how can it really be beheaded." ”

"It's just carmine water!"

Shi Nai'an was still not very satisfied, so he continued to ask: "On the stage, pay attention to the artistic conception, such bright red blood, I'm afraid it will lose the charm of opera." ”

Zhu Han disagreed.

He pointed to the audience below with his hand, "Sir, look at it, they like it very much, what kind of demeanor, what artistic conception, it doesn't matter anymore." ”

Shi Nai'an turned his head to look, and sure enough, the audience below was already in tears.

They are sad and sighing for the miserable experience of the white-haired girl in the acrobatics, and they are also happy about the fact that they can finally kill the bully and take revenge.

In the whole miscellaneous play, the methods used by many bully landlords Huang Laoxie to oppress the poor, whether it is lynching to extract confessions, usury printing money, or selling children and daughters to pay off debts, also aroused the resonance and indignation of many people.

"Do it again!"

"Yes, do it again!"

Suddenly, there was a shout from the crowd.

More and more audiences are not satisfied with a drama, and they are all asking for a repeat.

"Folks, we have a new play, don't worry!"

Ban Advocate Jiuyi ran to the stage and shouted loudly.

He wanted to calm the audience down, because the enthusiasm was far beyond what he had ever seen.

It turns out that the vaudeville can still be performed like this!

"Nope! We're going to see the white-haired martyrs! ”

"Yes, we'll look at the white-haired martyr!"

In the urging of one after another, Zhang Jiuyi, as the class leader, also reluctantly agreed.

And Master Zeng, the big landlord of Zengjia Town, who was sitting at the front of the stage, was already pale.

In the miscellaneous drama just now, although he did not name him, he said that he was Master Zeng.

However, the plot inside is almost a complete recreation of what the Zeng family did before.

Old Man Zeng was depressed and panicked when he saw it.

"Humph!"

He threw it down with a thud, and walked through the crowd without looking back.

If it weren't for the guards next to the troupe, he would have sent someone up to smash it.

The onlookers were all immersed in emotions, and none of them cared about Master Zeng and his party leaving.

"Do it again!"

"Do it again!"

At the urging of the people, Zhang Jiuyi had no choice but to ask his actors to do it again.

Fortunately, there was no need to change clothes or anything, and soon Yi Yi began to sing again.

This time, more and more people came to watch the play.

Many people have just arrived, or even missed the beginning, but they are quickly attracted by the plot on the stage.

When the acrobatic drama was played to the point that the poor farmer Yang Chongshi was forced to be helpless, he committed suicide by drinking bitter brine on Chinese New Year's Eve, and then his daughter Yang Xiniang was snatched away by the bully Huang Laoxie and was insulted.

"Woohoo! You brute! I'll kill you! ”

Suddenly, with a crying cry, a man in shabby short clothes rushed to the stage with red eyes, and used all his strength to grab Zhang Jiuyi, who played Huang Laoxi.

Peng Peng Peng!

Then, a series of raindrop-like fists immediately greeted Zhang Jiuyi's body.

"Hey, young! Hey, young! Help me! Zhang Jiuyi shouted in horror.

The entire audience was stunned by the scene in front of them.

In the end, it was the government officials next to them who reacted.

"Holy shit, stop!"

"Stop!"

With the combined efforts of the errand officer and the actors, the man who was like a mad tiger was opened.

Zhang Jiuyi, who played Huang Laoxi, sat on the chair of the stage in shock, shouting in a frightened and angry voice.

"You birdman, crazy!"

The man was held down by everyone at this time, but he still shouted loudly.

"I'll kill you!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

The many people in the audience also shouted.

"That's right, kill Huang Laoxi!"

"Kill Huang Laoxi!"

In the face of the raging public anger, Zhang Jiuyi and others could only pull a group of drama team members to explain to the big guys.

The person who plays Yang Xiniang is Zhang Jiuyi's daughter Zhang Chunniang.

After some talking, he finally calmed down everyone's emotions, and the angry man just now also regained his composure and was invited down by two messengers.

Then, the acrobatics began again.

Everything just now shocked Shi Nai'an and the others, who were watching the play not far away, and their jaws were about to drop.

"This is too exaggerated, there will be reckless people who can't tell the difference between acting!" Shi Nai'an shook his head and said.

"Mr. Nai'an, life is like a play, and drama is like life! These people, I'm afraid that there are not a few people as miserable as Yang Chongshi, and maybe there are even worse. Zhu Han said.

The unexpected situation just now made Zhu Han very satisfied with the effect of the new acrobatics.

When a miscellaneous show was finished, Zhang Jiuyi, the head of the auspicious class, the old actor who played the bully landlord Huang Laoxi, had already received two more fists from the audience who rushed to the stage one after another, and there were more than a dozen rounds of clods of mud.

Anyway, after acting in this scene, Zhang Jiuyi said that he would not act at all.

At this time.

A loud cry came from the audience.

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see a thin man, who had bypassed the blockade of the servants and lay on the stage.

Seeing this, Ji Xiangban advocated Jiuyi, and jumped up in fright and took two steps back.

"What do you want to do?"

There were too many excited people and spectators, and the accompanying servants couldn't keep busy at all.

Who knows, this man who suddenly appeared was not the 'Huang Laoxi' who wanted to beat Zhang Jiuyi, but rushed to the actor who played the role of Zhu Longxing, the commander of the righteous army.

Poof!

The man knelt heavily on the stage, crying and shouting loudly.

"I'm Yang Chongshi!"

"Dashuai, make the decision for me!"

"Help!"

The actor who played Zhu Longxing, the marshal of the righteous army, was startled, he thought that he was going to be beaten like the class master, but he didn't expect to be hugged by his thigh and begging.

"This, this.

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He is just an actor, not a real marshal of the rebel army at all, how to know how to deal with such a situation.

What's more, as the man rushed to the stage and cried and begged, many of the audience in the audience also did the same.

They all knelt on the ground and shouted sadly at the 'fake handsome Zhu Longxing' on the stage.

"Dashuai, I'm wronged!"

"Dashuai, make the decision for me!"

"I'm also Yang Chongshi!"

In the midst of one mournful cry after another, the entire stage and the audience were already in chaos.

"Deputy marshal, it seems that something is going to happen." Hu Yiba said with some concern.

The crowd of people was ready to move, maybe they would rush up together at any time and beat the class leader 'Huang Laoxi' to death.

"The people's grievances are boiling, what a good show!" Shi Nai'an said with emotion.

Zhu Han glanced at the situation below and nodded slightly.

"It's good to boil, I'm afraid they won't boil!"

As he spoke, he drank all the tea in his hand, and then said to Shi Nai'an and the others.

"Everyone, today is a good day, come with me to be the master of the blue sky!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

Shi Nai'an, Hu Yiba, Chen Baodao and others did not hesitate at all, and they all agreed in unison.

The crowd under the stage was already in chaos, some were crying and shouting for wrongdoing, some were roaring and wanted to kill Huang Laoxi, and some were standing in place and crying silently.

Bang Bang Bang!

Suddenly, with the sound of three gongs, a group of rebel soldiers in helmets and armor rushed to the stage, and several majesticly dressed figures came out behind them.

The leader is Zhu Han himself.

As soon as Zhu Han and the others appeared, Hu Yiba flashed out from the side and shouted at the man who was crying and screaming on the stage.

"Gunner, come here!"

"The real commander of the rebel army, here, what is wronged, come here!"

The man's face was full of surprise, and he was a little overwhelmed.

The auspicious class who had already been frightened advocated Jiuyi, and when he saw Zhu Han and others suddenly appear, it was as if he had seen a savior.

"My lord, my lord, help!" Zhang Jiuyi shouted with a crying voice.

"Zhang Jiuyi, tell everyone, I will make the decision for them, there are grievances, there are revenge, today I, Zhu Han, will help us poor people to do the right thing for heaven!" Zhu Han said loudly.

Zhang Jiuyi nodded heavily, "Okay, my lord!" ”

Then, Zhang Jiuyi rushed to the stage, held his hands in the direction of Zhu Han, and shouted loudly at the top of his voice.

"Folks! When the deputy marshal comes, Zengjia Town will be peaceful! ”

"The deputy marshal is here, and the blue sky is there!"

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After the murderous rebel soldiers appeared, most of the people in the audience were already calm.

Now that he heard that the real deputy commander of the righteous army was coming, and he wanted to avenge their grievances, he immediately rekindled his enthusiasm.

First of all was the man who rushed onto the stage.

"My lord, make the decision for the villain!"

"The villain's name is Zhang Aniu, he is a tenant in this Zengjia Town, Yang Chongshi in that play, he is not as miserable as me!"

Zhu Han pulled a chair, sat in the center of the stage, and asked majestically.

"Zhang Aniu, tell me the details!"

It turned out that this tenant named Zhang Aniu was also the daughter of the family that the old man Zeng had in mind, and after several times of persecution, although he used the fabricated Hades debt, Zhang Aniu was arrested and put in prison to be punished, and finally forced the whole family to be unable to sell their sons and daughters.

Who knows, Zhang Aniu's daughter has only been in Master Zeng's house for two months, and she was tortured and abused to death.

Zhang Aniu came to theorize, but he was also beaten badly, and he was also taken away from the tenant land, and his youngest son soon died of hunger.

"Woohoo! My lord, make the decision for me! ”

Zhang Aniu finally knelt on the stage and cried bitterly.

is not only a Zhang Aniu, more and more people have come to the stage one after another and began to tell about their grievances and sufferings.

Under Zhu Han's intentional guidance, it soon became a grievance meeting for everyone in the audience.

Their sufferings and grievances, or blood feuds, are no less than the other.

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All the contradictions are directed at the bully head snake Zeng Lao family in Zengjia Town.

"My lord, can you really call the shots for us?"

After a long time, Zhang Aniu and the others had gradually calmed down, and they couldn't help but feel worried and afraid.

After listening to everyone's shouts of grievances, Zhu Han already knew that the hearts of the people in Zengjia Town had reached the time to be available.

"Do the right thing for heaven! It's not just empty shouting, the bullies of the Zeng family are no worse than Huang Laoxi, so start with him! ”

Zhu Han got up, stood on the stage, looked at the thousands of pairs of eyes below, and then continued to shout loudly.