Jinyi champion

Chapter 157 With the help of my teacher
As the plague gradually passed, the new play was finally scheduled.

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

Because the stage hadn't been used for a long time, the troupe was hurrying to clean it up. At this time, the theater tickets had already started to be sold, and Yu San was talking to Zhu Hao about the sales situation of the theater tickets in the future.

"... It's hard to get a ticket. I heard that the private room and the relatively front seats were fired by scalpers for [-] yuan per ticket. This is better than when we sang "The Legend of the White Snake"."

Zhu Hao said with a smile: "It's the premiere, it's normal to be more lively, if the response of this new play is not good, it won't be such a hit later."

Just as he was talking, there was a commotion in the theater garden, and a young man with two followers was seen arguing with the theater troupe.

The young man had an arrogant attitude: "There are no theater tickets? How is this possible... but a few pennies, I can afford it, five tickets tomorrow, and if I want to invite friends to the theater, I must have the best seat... I always have enough money not enough?"

Five tickets for the same money?

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

Isn't that the price you go to buy tickets on the black market?I'll give you an extra seat temporarily... This show, don't earn dozens of taels of silver in the end, that's a good start.

But Zhu Hao just thought about it, rules are still necessary, this only shows that the new play is too popular, and those who can't buy tickets come to make trouble.

Yu San was about to go there to maintain order, Zhu Hao gave him a hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry about it, let him make trouble."

Yu San said in surprise, "Brother Hao, that seems to be... the Zhu family?"

"Uh?"

Zhu Hao was taken aback.

But at this time, the other party reported his identity: "I don't even know who the young master belongs to! My father is the deputy Qianhu of Jin Yiwei, and he will return to Anlu soon to take up the post of Qianhu. How dare you, a small theater troupe, despise you?" Me? Be careful, my master will tear down your stage!"

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

"Brother Hao, you..."

Yu San didn't understand that Zhu Hao didn't even know his elder brother?
Zhu Hao smiled and said, "I haven't seen him for two or three years, and I didn't recognize him 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 still a child anyway. It is a bit difficult for a child to remember a cousin he hasn't seen in a few years. Besides, it is the Zhu family's business, and it has nothing to do with his relationship with Sanmao?He didn't bother to find out why.

"Brother Hao, do you want to go over and say hello?" Yu San asked for instructions.

Zhu Hao said: "I don't recognize him, and he doesn't recognize me...Looking at his arrogant and domineering appearance, wouldn't it be self-defeating for me to recognize my relatives in the past? Even my mother didn't know that this business was mine. What do you know? I'm leaving first."

Seeing that Zhu Hao was about to leave, Yu San hurriedly asked, "The theater ticket..."

Without even thinking about it, Zhu Hao replied, "No, let him figure out a way for himself!"

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Get theater tickets from me?
Think beautiful!
Even if I buy five tickets for the usual money, I won't sell them, the young master still has this bit of backbone.

back home.

Zhu Niang and Aunt Li were also talking about a new play that will be staged in the city in the future.

Zhu Niang didn't avoid her son when talking about it, and she even wanted to talk to her son.

"...In the past, when we sang operas in the city, we stayed at the shop and couldn't leave. We didn't have time to watch the opera. Now we are finally free...I heard that many people want to see the opera tomorrow, why don't our family also go and see it... Xiao Hao, you want to study, how about this, let's buy tickets for tomorrow's evening show, wait for Xiaohao to come out from the palace, and watch together."

Zhu Haodao: "Mother, it's said outside that the tickets for tomorrow's two shows have already been sold out. A ticket costs [-] yuan in the black market, and a good seat costs [-] yuan. Is this what you want to hear?"

Before Zhu Niang could react, Aunt Li next to her turned pale with shock: "It's so expensive? The owner of the troupe is full of mischief, and even tried to sell tickets... This is not going to a theater, it's a money grab!"

At first glance, there is nothing wrong with this.

But the problem is...

Auntie, can you figure it out?
The person you mentioned with a bad stomach is standing in front of you. Is it really okay for you to scold me like that?

It's not that I sold such a high price when I came up, it's just that some people maliciously hyped it. You can't measure the original price by the price of the hyped movie ticket. After all, there are only a few people who are willing to spend money to buy high-priced tickets.

Scalpers are engaged in high-end business. Ordinary people who go to the theater just buy a ticket to go in and listen to it.

If you have tickets and want to resell them, you may not be able to sell them for [-] yuan each.

Zhu Niang smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if the price is higher, isn't Yu San just working for the owner? The theater troupe went to Nanchang with us, there is a lot of support on the way, so we should go to cheer... Besides, because of Yu San's relationship, Come to think of it, the theater ticket will not really cost more than [-] Wen, will it?"

Zhu Hao hurriedly said: "Mom, even if we want to listen, we can go later. Tomorrow will be a group of theater fans waiting to see the premiere, and the ticket price must be high. After a few days, a ticket will not even cost ten cents." , don’t be in a hurry.”

Aunt Li also nodded in agreement with Zhu Hao's point of view: "Young Master Hao is right, let no one make money, and you can't let the black-hearted boss make money, let's see later."

Indirectly scolded Zhu Hao again.

In order to avoid being revealed that he made money from the theater troupe, Zhu Hao could only endure this kind of scolding behind his back. Not to mention Aunt Li, it is estimated that many people in the city who wanted to attend the theater but could not buy tickets, scolded him secretly how many times , if you don't have this bit of shame, don't come out to mess around as soon as possible.

Zhu Niang thought for a while, then nodded her head in agreement: "Then wait for two days."

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Early the next morning.

The gate of the palace is very lively.

When Yuan Zonggao went to Nanchang to serve as the inspector of Jiangxi Province, his colleagues from the palace came to see him off. Even the children who were studying in the palace came out to see him off under the leadership of Tang Yin, although he could only stand behind and watch from a distance.

Zhu San and Zhu Si obviously didn't take Yuan Zonggao's departure seriously, they were still making a fuss there, and together with Lu Bing they were scrambling around in the crowd.

Zhu Hao found a place with a relatively higher position, looked at the crowds everywhere, and thought that he really didn't realize that there are so many officials in Prince Xing's mansion, it's not easy to support a large family!The imperial court's financial expenditures on vassal princes in various places have always been the bulk.

Cut off the feudal clan?

Tweet order?
It's all bullshit.

The fundamental problem is that the Ming Dynasty has been in peace for a long time, and the number of imperial relatives and relatives is constantly increasing. These people are waiting for the court to pay for their support, and have never thought of self-reliance.

Feudal dynasties have always been passed on from generation to generation by princes and nobles. Only scholars pay attention to what the emperor and courtiers are, and the scholars who are hard-working princes and flowing water...... After retiring, it is just a middle school student among the younger generations, or a student supervisor, and the descendants still need to be self-reliant...

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

When Zhu Hao thought about his own future, he was just repeating the path that a scholar would take. Isn't it the same for Yuan Zonggao, who works hard in Xingwangfu?

Sad to think about.

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Yuan Zonggao got into the carriage and left.

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

With Yuan Zonggao leaving, Tang Yin felt a lot more relaxed. After all, Yuan Zonggao was the only one in the palace who could really crush him, who could be called a "senior" and "teacher".With Yuan Zonggao gone, who can shake his status in the palace?All of you are scumbags no matter what you learn from your talents!
The children returned to the academy, and Lu Song, who escorted them all the way, left on his own.

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

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

Tang Yin, as Xieyuan of Nanzhili, naturally has the right to underestimate Zhu Hao when it comes to writing articles, because he feels that no matter how knowledgeable Zhu Hao is, it is impossible for him to write four books.

Zhu Hao simply read the topic and didn't read the so-called model essay.

Back to the seat, the topic is very simple, from "The Analects of Confucius", "Zi said that if you don't worry about others, you don't know yourself, but you don't know about others."

The general idea is that Confucius said, don't worry that others don't understand you, but worry that you don't understand others.This is to teach scholars to endure the loneliness of being unknown, to check people and see things more, instead of complaining about others, and one day they will be famous all over the world.

With a flick of his pen, Zhu Hao wrote a few casual sentences.

There is no problem solving or continuation, just starting the talk and finishing it with a few hasty sentences.

Standing up and walking to the podium, Zhu Hao handed over homework to Tang Yin, and then Zhu Hao prepared to go back to do his own work... Finishing the four essays as promised, but he just didn't want Tang Yin to pester him.

At this time, Tang Yin just took out the lesson plan, and before he read a few sentences, he saw Zhu Hao come to hand in the paper... Tang Yin first looked at Zhu Hao with a strange look, and then took the sentence written by Zhu Hao to look at it, and frowned.

"No beginning or no end, what did you write?" Tang Yin prepared 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's what I said, but Zhu Hao's writing skills are still very sophisticated, he actually saw the advice to himself from Zhu Hao's article... Am I suspicious?
This kid, it's impossible to know what questions I'm going to ask in advance, right?

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

From the few words Zhu Hao wrote, Tang Yin couldn't judge the level of Zhu Hao's Four Books. Seeing that Zhu Hao handed in the paper too quickly, he prepared to give Zhu Hao another question.

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

"Just write another one, do your best... If there is something you don't know, I will teach you."

After speaking, Tang Yin nodded at Zhu Hao, and then splashed ink: "People with lofty ideals don't seek to live to harm benevolence, and kill lives to achieve benevolence."

"Ha ha!"

Zhu Hao couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw this topic.

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

Zhu Hao pretended to be a normal person: "No, no, the Analects of Confucius question looks familiar, so I laughed if I wanted to...Mr. Lu, you want me to write this one?"

Looking at the remaining smile on Zhu Hao's face, Tang Yin felt annoyed, and said with a straight face: "I've seen your writing skills in the four scriptures before, it's not bad. Today you write this topic completely, if you can't write it well, I have to stay in the hall, and my teacher will teach you little by little, and with the help of my teacher, you will write the first four-book essay in your life..."

"Okay."

Zhu Hao didn't refuse, and looked at Tang Yin with a little narrowed eyes.

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