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Chapter 1443 Magical Soldiers
In Xiyuanzi, Tang Xianzu is interested in drama.

He especially likes Kunqu opera, which is the most popular in the world today, and talented people these days can sing a few lines.

Haiyan tune was popular a few years ago, and later Tan Lun’s Haiyan tune troupe returned to his hometown of Yihuang in Jiangxi, absorbing local singing characteristics and became Yihuang tune, which was spread all over the country with Tan Lun in a short period of time.

But after Tan Lun's death, the influence of Yihuang's singing is not as good as before, and Kunqu opera is the most fashionable.

Since Tang Xianzu heard that there is also a theater here, he made a plan to see it in the bottom of his heart. Moreover, the theater troupe is also related to political achievements, so he has double motivation to go to see it.

Even with double the motivation, he was still blocked by the chaos in the city, and it was only on the third day that he had the opportunity to go to the south of the city.

To be honest, the city of London was already dirty enough for Tang Xianzu, and he didn’t know until he rode across the bridge to the south of the city—the city of London was actually very dirty.

"The south of the Thames has already left the royal city. In the past, the royal family's laws were only limited to this river, and everything in the suburbs can be done, so the people who live here are all troublesome people, such as this temple."

Not far after crossing the bridge, the stone road stopped abruptly after crossing the bridge, and the guards around Tang Xianzu also became tense, showing wariness to the thin and dirty people squatting under the eaves on both sides of the muddy road.

Things were introduced by Bai Lier, translated by Liu Zhi and added some of his own understanding, pointing to a building not far away and said: "This is a nunnery, there are many nunnery in this area...not right."

He was talking about the nunnery, when he saw a young woman wearing a teardrop bone-supporting old dress and heavy makeup coming out of the door of the nunnery. With a dissolute smile, she pulled the man to touch her chest, turned around and saw the bridge on the bridge. The troops who left were so frightened that Huarong turned pale and fled back.

Tang Xianzu looked at Liu Zhi in the wrong way, as if saying: Are all nunneries like this?
Liu Zhi explained to the magistrate with a blushing face: "Don't blame me, sir, I made a mistake in saying that I am a lowly official. This is a brothel. Brothel and nunnery are the same word. There are many brothels here."

As he spoke, he gave Bai Lier an angry look.

To be precise, it is the word nunnery, which is both a nunnery and a brothel in this era.

And considering the ethos of the nunnery here that Liu Zhi saw, he didn't think this word was a symbol of the barbarism of English language in the mouth of Mr. Fei, and Belle should not be blamed.

On the contrary, this pun describes reality very accurately and is a model of conciseness.

Tang Xianzu was still dissatisfied, he frowned and said: "Wherever there are troublesome people in the world, they are just people who can't survive."

"My lord doesn't know something. If they are ordinary people, bandits and robbers in the country can be regarded as good families." Liu Zhi's family is a farmer, and if he can't be fooled into the Beiyang Army, he forgets his origin, and said: "We are fighting now, and you don't know what the scene in the city is like." See, half of the city is empty of people, and this place is still crowded with people.”

"They didn't run away during the war. The general once sent people to the south of the city to register for them. They took [-] acres of land and didn't plant it. They could lose the cockfight, dog fight and bear game on the same day, and come back here to squat."

Speaking of these people, Liu Zhi has no temper at all. He shook his head and said: "No one can do anything about them. More than half of the things lost in the city due to the war can be found here. If you are lucky, the fields are not exported and sold. In exchange for money, it is not uncommon to drink yourself to death in a tavern."

As if in response to the scene in Liu Zhi's story, they were passing a tavern, and two bald-headed strong men in tight pants and a jacket threw a drunkard out the door. People are not surprised.

On the back of a tall Shire horse, Tang Xianzu saw all this in his eyes, and Liu Zhi's words sounded extremely harsh: "So, my lord wants to set up the royal city as a government directly under the jurisdiction, and I suggest that this place be set aside and set up as a county government."

The House of London is full of troubles and troubles, with a large number of troublesome people, stubborn natives living in the Tower of London, and wild people gathering outside, it is particularly difficult to govern.

He just doesn't do anything every day, and he has to educate these bums until the next life.

Tang Xianzu sighed, slowly raised the sleeves of his official robe and stretched forward: "Take a look and talk, look and talk."

The dilapidated brothels and residential houses are densely arranged on the streets, occasionally interspersed with a piece of wilderness, and the taverns and alleys are full of sewage barrels everywhere, and there are always a few pairs of eyes staring at their team in the dark corners .

Walking a short distance, the only large open space I saw was a fence. Although there were no seats around it, it looked very similar to the circular parade ground where Chen Mu frightened the Spaniards to clean up the ammunition in the East.

This is not a theater. There are dog cages in the fence and bears tied by iron chains. Bai Lier said that this is a bear arena that is popular among Londoners.

However, according to Bai Lier, the decline of this entertainment project is a matter of time. In the early years, some traps could be set in this wilderness further south to get bears. Bears are hard to hunt now.

Moreover, the hunted bear will not take too long. Similarly, its neck is tied with an iron chain and a few of the fiercest fighting dogs are tearing at each other. There are very few Bears who have played three games.

After that, the second place is the sword fighting field where people use rapiers. It is also fatal or injured, and there are fewer and fewer idiots who are willing to fight each other to the death.

From across the channel in Italy, the boxing competition promoted by the missionary Saint Benardin 300 years ago to prevent young people from dying in sword fighting has finally landed in England recently, further squeezing the living space of sword fighting.

And the theater they are going to is the third.

"It's safe and funny. She said that this drama originated from Catholicism, and she performed some magic tricks for the people to intimidate the people and advertise her rule widely to confuse people's hearts."

Liu Zhi was very disdainful when talking about this, and said: "It's been better in recent years, Catholicism is gone, and now it's the Queen's troupe on tour..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Xianzu raised his hand to stop him.

At this moment, they are at the gate of what people call the 'Old Theater'. This is a large circular wooden structure house, which looks like the Ming Dynasty immigrant fence that is common in the East. Tang Xianzu pushed aside the guards and walked slowly into the venue alone. .

The place was robbed during the war, and everything inside was robbed. The three-story circular stand was in a mess, and the middle rows of seats were also crumbling. The ground was sprinkled with red paint as bright as blood.

Part of the stage facing the gate was burned, and the sun shining through the patio looked very bleak.

But Tang Xianzu understood everything.

Just because Liu Zhi recounted Belle's words, he understood that the dramas in England and the dramas in his mind are not the same thing, and the essential difference between them is like the domestic storybook novels and Chen Mu's heroism.

It is not the same thing. Although the form of heroism is the storybook, and the art is the storybook, its purpose is not the storybook, so it is more popular.

Those heroic writers don't write stories out of instinct or out of curiosity, they have a purpose.

The same is true of English drama, which was born out of Catholic drama to maintain domination.

Although Bai Lier said that it was all right now, in Tang Xianzu's eyes, it was a weapon, nothing more than the transfer of the person holding the weapon from the Catholic Church to Elizabeth's hands.

Now Elizabeth has lost this weapon, and it fell here, gathering dust and dust, at Tang Xianzu's feet.

The world will always remember this day. Tang Xianzu walked into the theater where he had witnessed the misery. He said to himself, the world will always remember this day.

Because on May 12, the 23th year of Wanli, Tang Xianzu pulled out his sword.

　good afternoon!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)