The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Chapter 322

On the second day, Baifaji continued to show the first [-]% off for free.

Although the common people wonder why there is no follow-up, they still enjoy it after watching it repeatedly.

On the third day, it was still the same.

After several days in succession, the Caiyi Theater only performed [-]% of the performance, and the performance lasted for seven days.

The name Ouyang Renzhi began to spread in the streets and alleys of Southwest City. Many people learned his eccentric lyrics and singing. Imitating this rascal villain will end badly, and the adults in the family will inevitably blow their beards and stare, and beat him up severely.

At this time, the common people began to feel a little anxious. After all, there were still two plays that had not been seen. Those who were impatient went to the theater to ask, saying that they were willing to finish watching the play even if it cost money.

So on the ninth day, the theater put up a notice saying that starting tomorrow, the theater in the theater will stage the full story of white hair, but this time it will no longer be free, and you will need to pay to watch it.

Originally, there is a simple truth in the world that no money is good, and money is bad.

But seeing that the ticket price offered by the theater was only [-]% of other companies, everyone felt ashamed and couldn't complain anymore. After all, they had watched so many performances for nothing before, so they thought that even if they tightened their belts for two days, Finish the play.

Xiaoniang was puzzled by this, and asked Zhao Tun why he didn't show the whole play to the common people for free. After all, it was the first play created by the theater itself, so it would be good to use it to promote its reputation.

Zhao Tong shook his head and smiled: "A play should not be taken lightly, nor should it be underestimated. If it comes for free, it is inevitable that you will not cherish it. Maybe you will forget it after a while. If you spend money, you have to pay, so you can think carefully about it." The meaning inside and outside the play.”

The young lady was thoughtful, this is a complicated matter to figure out people's hearts, she has a simple and gentle temperament, and said: "Your Majesty's words are reasonable."

Zhao Tang glanced at her, grabbed a pair of jade hands and said: "It's right not to think about it, the more you think about many things, the more uncomfortable and happy you will be."

The little girl smiled: "Why don't I write another script for you, so you can save your husband from thinking too much and not being free and happy."

Zhao Tun laughed loudly and said, "I've already thought up the story, and I'm just waiting for you, my lady, to start writing."

Xiao Niang asked curiously: "What's the story this time? The story of White Hair doesn't need to be written. After writing, I feel sad and depressed. I always think about the sad scenes in the play."

Zhao Tong shook his head: "This time I won't write about that kind of writing, but about fighting on the battlefield, fighting wits and courage."

The little girl fluttered her eyelashes: "Lang Jun, I have never experienced it, I'm afraid the writing is not very good."

Zhao Tong said: "It's all right, you can write it, I'll add color to it, I've already thought of the name of the script."

The little girl asked, "What's the name?"

Zhao Tong looked out the window and said slowly, "It's called... a surprise attack on Luzhou City."

As the day deepened, the weather became colder and colder, and it was the end of October in a blink of an eye.

This morning, there was news in the court that the Song army who conquered Tian Hu was ambushed by Tian Hu's envoys after several months of repeated pulls, and the grain and grass were burned. Eighty miles, a big defeat and a loss.

According to the content of the battle report, more than half of the losses in this battle were lost, because the main battlefield was in the plains of Hebei, and there was nowhere to run or hide.

This kind of news cannot be concealed, and it became known to everyone within a few days. However, when the whole city was full of discussions, a new play was staged in the Caiyi Building, which surprised Luzhou City.

Surprise attack on Luzhou City, also known as the second king's attack on Luzhou in the rainy night.

Naturally, it is a legendary story about the second king of the former dynasty, but whether it is Li Shimin or another Li Er is not mentioned in detail in the play, but the plot is ups and downs, thrilling and exciting, and it was famous in Tokyo for a while, and because it is the same as the story of white hair. It was a new play, so the Caiyi Theater was full of seats, and its reputation gradually became better.

Then the embroidered portraits of these two plays were published and sold in bookstores, and the author was named Zhang Dongxiang.

This is the pen name Zhao Tun gave to Xiaoniang, because after the two got married, Xiaoniang no longer lived in the wooden second floor, but moved to Shuyu Courtyard. The east wing of the courtyard is where she usually writes, so Zhao Tong gave it to her. She took the name.

Such things as embroidered storybooks are probably not available in ordinary people's homes. This kind of storybooks are only placed beside the beds of officials and wealthy households.

Because it was connected with the repertoire, after reading the story book, I wanted to watch the play, so rich households began to come to the Caiyi Tower to join in, and even some small officials came to watch, but these people generally only watched the surprise attack on Luzhou City, not white. Send a note.

In the evening of that day, Zhao Tun entered the palace according to the imperial edict.

In Huining Hall, he looked at Emperor Daojun after seeing the ceremony.

Emperor Daojun was in poor spirits and didn't have the slightest smile on his face. Zhao Tang knew that it must be because of Tian Hu.

At this time Zhao Kai hadn't returned to Beijing yet, but he could imagine how embarrassed he would be once he came back.

Emperor Daojun's expression was dull, and his voice was weak: "Second brother has been idle recently."

Zhao Tong said: "The child is at the residence on vacation, listening to music and having fun every day, it is very leisurely."

Emperor Daojun was a little annoyed when he heard the words: "Doesn't the second brother think about some important military affairs?"

Zhao Tong was slightly taken aback, and said: "Father, it's peaceful now, what important military affairs are there to think about? Kuang Chao is full of talented people, and the generals in the army are dedicated, so it's rare for a child to take time off..."

Before he finished speaking, Emperor Daojun interrupted: "I heard that you opened a theater recently?"

Zhao Tang had never planned to hide the matter of the opera garden, because it was impossible to hide it at all. The secret affairs of the Imperial City Secretary could not be found out, but such things that were put on the bright side with great fanfare could still be found out.

Zhao Tong nodded: "Father, my son has no money, if I don't find some way out, I'm afraid life in the family will be unsustainable."

The Emperor Daojun was startled when he heard the words, he didn't think of Zhao Tama's words, he was not a crown prince, but he also lived in the folk for several years when he was Duanwang, he didn't believe that Zhao Tama had no money.

Not to mention the highest salary in the history of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Tang also received an extra prince's salary, and his house is not full of family members, it is just a county monarch. The cost is really limited, how can there be no money?
What's more, Zhao Tuo is in charge of the military commander. If he says there is nothing tricky in it, the Taoist emperor will not believe it.

He immediately sneered and said: "So you opened a theater and wrote some weird words to sell?"

Zhao Tun scratched his head: "Father, what kind of weird script?"

The Emperor Daojun saw that he was pretending to be confused, and angrily grabbed the two booklets on the imperial case, raised his hands and said, "Don't say you didn't write this, your theater is performing new plays every day, No one else has anything like this at all.”

Zhao Tong stroked his chin and looked at the two volumes of story books in the hands of Emperor Daojun, which were the hardcover editions of The Story of White Hair and the Surprise Attack on Luzhou City.

When these two volumes of story books were published, Zhao Tun specially ordered them to be divided into two types, the simplified ones, and the price was almost doubled. The paper for the hardcover was different, and the embroidery was more exquisite. Buy the hardcover, read the softcover if you don't have money, but the content is the same.

He said: "Daddy, these two books were not written by Haier, they were edited by the prince of Haier's house."

The Emperor Daojun snorted coldly and said: "Second brother, you are promising, and you have to shirk this kind of thing. Without your guidance, she, a girl who came from a small family, could write such insinuations. ?”

The corners of Zhao Tong's mouth twitched, and he bowed his head in silence. There was no way to refute this matter. Although it was indeed written by Xiao Niang, the outline was provided by him, and he also polished it up a bit.

If this matter had nothing to do with him, no one would believe it.

Emperor Daojun pointed to the white hair and wrote: "I won't talk about this book, Jiangnan has indeed gone too far in recent years!"

Then, he pointed to the surprise attack on Luzhou City: "What is this? The second king of the previous dynasty attacked Luzhou on a rainy night? I'm afraid he is not singing praises for your own family!"

Zhao Tong immediately shook his head and said, "Father thinks too much, this is the story of my son using the deeds of the previous dynasty to show the martial arts of this dynasty, and the words of the wise officials."

Emperor Daojun's face was cloudy and uncertain: "Third brother just defeated Tian Hu, and your words came out?"

Zhao Tang thought for a while: "Father, although this story has been written for a long time, and it was not published on purpose at this moment, but my son thinks it is the right time."

"Huh?" The Emperor Daojun wanted to hear his explanation, but he unexpectedly answered, "How can it be at the right time?"

Zhao Tong said: "The imperial court failed to conquer Tian Hu twice, especially this time the third elder brother went with the royal dignity. If he succeeds, it's fine. If he doesn't, he's afraid he will be discussed by the world, which will hurt the royal family's face, and even be looked down upon by the western army."

The Emperor Daojun kept silent, he had better face, especially in front of the commanders of the Western Army, otherwise he would not have attacked Wang Qing three times without using the Western Army, but at that time it seemed that it didn't take much effort for Zhao Tun to destroy Wang Qing , why can't Zhao Kai beat Tian Hu right now?
Zhao Tong continued: "Fortunately, there was the prestige of annihilating Wang Qing in the past, and now mentioning it can offset some of the impact of losing to Tian Hu, and it can also save the royal family's face, so my child thought that this surprise attack on Luzhou Lei would be a big drama. It was at that time."

Emperor Daojun frowned when he heard the words, always feeling that something was wrong: "Even so, isn't it still for your own prestige?"

Zhao Tong shook his head hastily: "How dare the child, he is standing up for the court and standing up for his father."

The Emperor Daojun stared at him, and for a long time he couldn't see any other expression on Zhao Tun's face, then he waved his hand and said, "I see, you can go back to the mansion."

After Zhao Tun left, Emperor Daojun looked at the two volumes of story books on the case, and suddenly reached out to pick up the book of white hair and flipped it through. Why do you want to offend the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River?"

He pondered for a long time but couldn't figure out the reason, and couldn't help but feel a little irritable. At this moment, Zhang Di walked over and said softly, "Guan, are you still going to Li Xingshou tonight?"

Emperor Daojun frowned when he heard the words: "My mind is not stable today, it would be good to listen to the master sing some tunes."

He then went to the apse and asked the maids to wait for him to change his clothes. After a long time, he came out disguised as a white-clothed scholar.

Zhang Di had already prepared his guards, so he took advantage of the night to walk through the tunnel until he arrived at Master Li's residence in Fanlou.

Go up to the pavilion and sit down, tell the front and back to close the door, light up the candles brightly, Li Shishi dressed up in a bright and colorful way, and danced to welcome him.

After watching the song and dance for a while, the Emperor Daojun became tired and felt a little hot when the cold and temperature were gone. He ordered Li Shishi to remove his make-up clothes and treat each other on the couch.

Li Shishi responded, and led Daojun Emperor into the bedroom. After a while, the two redressed and sat down.

Fruit snacks and various wines were also prepared in the bedroom. Li Shishi filled the glass for Emperor Daojun and sat in his arms to persuade him.

Emperor Daojun's mood gradually improved, and he said: "I was depressed today, but now I am getting better. I am bored drinking alone, so Master and Master will accompany me."

Seeing that Emperor Daojun was happy, Li Shishi hurriedly filled the small cup for himself, and after drinking with Emperor Daojun, his face could not help but flush slightly, making him more beautiful and charming.

Emperor Daojun looked at Xinxi, and drank two more glasses. After Li Shishi filled the glass again, he opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, but he frowned slightly and closed his mouth the next moment.

The Emperor Daojun saw that Li Shishi was hesitant to speak, and wondered: "Is there something wrong, Shishi? Why don't you tell me about it."

Li Shishi's eyes fluttered, and he said softly: "I do have something to say, but I am afraid that the officials will not like it, so I hesitate in my heart."

Emperor Daojun smiled and said: "It can be a big deal, but it doesn't matter."

Only then did Li Shishi get up from the arms of the Emperor Daojun, correcting his complexion, and said politely: "Officials, this servant has an uncle and brother who has been living abroad since childhood, and only returned to Tokyo yesterday. If you want to present art to the official family, the servants dare not do it without permission, so please ask the official family to learn from them."

Emperor Daojun thought for a while and said: "Since he is your brother and is good at music, then why not come to see him? Where is this person now?"

Li Shishi said: "Just wait outside in the east building, don't dare to move around at will."

Emperor Daojun nodded: "Call me over here."

It didn't take long, the little maid led to a person downstairs, who had a face like white jade, handsome and suave, wearing a pleated gauze crown scarf, and a flowered cloak, with a fife in one hand and an orchid in the other.

Poems as proof:

Exquisite and well-dressed, handsome and clear in speech, able to sing what people call iron whistle, all kinds of music are born.

The guards downstairs searched carefully and gave many instructions. The little maid then led her to the top. When she arrived at the door of the pavilion, Zhang Di checked again and again before allowing her to enter.

Both the Daojun and the emperor left the bedroom at this moment and sat in the pavilion. The man bowed his head after entering the door, and said in his mouth: "The grass and the people are happy, knock on the official family, long live the official family, long live, long live."

When the Emperor Daojun saw him as a good-looking person, he liked him somewhat at first. Li Shishi called this music and played the flute, and then he played the ruan, and then played the piano.

Emperor Daojun said happily: "Let's sing a song and listen to it."

Lehe then sang two more songs, Mulanhua and Yujiaao, with a mellow and clear voice and a good rhythm.

Emperor Daojun liked it more and more, he couldn't help stroking his beard and said: "Qing has such means, why don't you go back to Tokyo sooner?"

Hearing this, Le He fell to the ground again with a "plop": "Officials, grassroots dare not speak."

Emperor Daojun wondered: "Why don't you dare, I forgive you for your innocence."

Only then did Le He respectfully say: "The officials, it's not that the grassroots don't want to return to Beijing, it's that the grassroots are exiled abroad, living in the rivers and lakes, and dare not return to Beijing easily."

Emperor Daojun said in surprise: "Why is this? Let's talk about it."

Le He bowed his body and said, "Thank you, the officials, Cao Min came from Liangshanbo, Jezhou, Shandong..."

(End of this chapter)