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Chapter 87: Young Master Zhu, Please Respect Yourself
Fast forward to October.

In the past few days, Zhu Hao has negotiated terms with the theater troupe invited by Yu San to perform the script written by Zhu Hao, and the first play will be "The Peony Pavilion".

"The Peony Pavilion" is an outstanding work in the history of opera. It tells the story of the official daughter Du Liniang falling in love with Liu Mengmei, a scholar in her dream. A story of eternal unity.

The original play of "The Peony Pavilion" was created in the forty-five years of Wanli in the late Ming Dynasty. It is the highest peak of the development of legends in the Ming Dynasty and a milestone in the development history of Chinese drama. This paper has a deep memory, and this "creation" is basically easy to come by.

The theatrical troupe is not contracted, it can only be regarded as a cooperation, and a fixed amount of money is given for each performance. Although this may cause the troupe to quit, but the opera itself is easier to copy than the original, and it is not realistic to completely prevent others from learning, but it is not All storytellers have the ability to set up a troupe to come back and sing.

So...

The bookstore run by Zhu Haohe and Yu San usually tells stories, but there are two performances of "The Peony Pavilion" every day, one in the afternoon and one in the evening.

In the first few days of the play, as long as the stage here is on, no matter which bookstore around you is in the mood to listen to books, even if there is a newly erected fence blocking you, you can't see what is going on on the stage, but you can hear "嘿嘎". The sound of babbling" sounded, accompanied by the sound of three strings, drums and melodious bamboo flute, Hun'er was all hooked away, and spectators came in droves.

That night Zhu Hao brought Jinghong to listen to the play, and the young Jinghong was instantly addicted to this novel form of stage expression.

Yu Sanxing rushed over and said happily, "Brother Hao, it's only been four days of singing, and there are no people in the other bookstores... Our venue is full, and there is an endless stream of people who have reserved seats for tomorrow. In the previous position of listening to books and operas, I received [-] yuan a day for sitting, which cannot meet the market demand."

Zhu Hao nodded slightly, and listened carefully. The surrounding area was indeed very quiet. After inquiring, he realized that whenever there was a play here, the storytelling in the surrounding bookstores died down instantly, and all of them were temporarily closed, because no one listened to it even if they said it. What are you talking about?
"Very good, the next step is to hire an opera troupe and raise it by yourself, so the fat and water won't flow to outsiders' fields." Zhu Hao glanced at the stage and frowned slightly, "Especially female actors, they must be well-groomed and smooth." , so that more talents come to watch the show, and we must know how to grasp the psychology of the audience."

Yu San asked in confusion: "What is Pan'er Liang Tiaoer Shun?"

Zhu Haodao: "It's because the appearance and body are all top-notch. The audience can't move their eyes when they see it. They don't think about food and tea all day long, so they just think about watching our show. If you don't have a firm grasp of the audience's psychology, how can you make a lot of money? ?”

Yu San said awkwardly: "You don't know, our Anlu is just a small place, if you want to find an opera troupe, you have to go to the provincial capital, or the Jiangnan side... As for the well-groomed girl you mentioned An actor has to be cultivated from an early age, otherwise, who would sell you such a cash cow? The price...we can't afford it."

In terms of understanding of the world, Yu San has a much deeper understanding than Zhu Hao.

He's a gangster, he knows all about the three teachings and nine streams, and what Yu San said is also true. If he wants to find a good actor and hire him to perform for his own family, then he has to sign a contract of sale. A troupe that has already made money, who would easily Change hands?
"Let's take a look first. If there are any theater troupes passing by, you can introduce them, and then we can negotiate the price."

Zhu Hao didn't say it would be done overnight.

Listening to operas, it's not about building a large-scale entertainment industry. If you really want to raise a big theater troupe, you can't make ends meet later, and you can't say how much you will pay.

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That night when Zhu Hao took Jinghong back, Jinghong was a little dazed, obviously addicted to the twists and turns of the opera.

While fetching water to wash his face, Zhu Hao reminded: "Those things about men and women are for adults. Why do you think so much about it, a brat?"

Jinghong came back to his senses, looked at Zhu Hao and asked, "You also wrote the script?"

"Do you think I understand those things about men and women? I copied them all...Anyway, I can use it to make money, so you don't care if I wrote it?"

After Zhu Hao wiped his face clean, he threw the towel on the shelf casually, "It's time to go to bed, I have class tomorrow."

Jinghong lay down early, but couldn't fall asleep.

Every time he went out to listen to books, Jinghong would be excited and ponder for a long time after he came back. Watching the theater this time had a greater impact on him, and he might suffer from insomnia all night.

When he arrived in class the next day, Jing Hong really yawned again and again, staring with panda eyes, and his face was depressed.

Zhu San was puzzled and asked: "Xiao Jingzi, why are you like the eggplant that Shuang beat? Is Zhu Hao bullying you again?"

Recently, the relationship between Zhu Hao and Zhu San has not been completely eased. Zhu San has the burden of the princess and does not want to take the initiative to negotiate peace with Zhu Hao. Zhu Hao hopes that this unruly girl will not come to trouble him, so the two have been Frozen, neither good nor bad.

Jinghong didn't answer.

He didn't know how to answer.

Zhu Size on the side was less interested: "Mr. Yuan doesn't let us play cuju recently. I don't know what else is interesting. It's boring."

Zhu Sandao: "It's boring if you don't play cuju? Can't you play something else? Isn't there a ghost over there who can come up with all kinds of ghost ideas for you. Can you ask him if he has any interesting ideas? Or you can let him go. Tell Mr. Yuan, maybe Mr. Yuan will change his mind and let you play Cuju?"

Zhu Si's eyes lit up, he turned his head and said, "Zhu Hao, think of a way quickly, how can we play Cuju?"

Zhu Si was not interested in playing other things, he just wanted to play Cuju, and he decided to eat only one kind of food if he wanted to eat, and he still couldn't eat enough.

It's not stubborn anymore, it's just a little stubborn donkey.

Naturally, Zhu Hao knew why Yuan Zonggao didn't let Zhu Si kick the ball. It was obvious that Cuju might involve physical contact. If Zhu Hao took the opportunity to hurt Zhu Si with his black feet, it would be against the original intention of letting him study in the palace, so the palace avoided it as much as possible. Let Zhu Si participate in dangerous sports.

"I can't help it. I don't usually see Yuan Changshi." Zhu Hao was not thinking about the children at the moment.

Zhu Sidao: "Then what else is there for fun?"

He couldn't play Cuju, so he considered whether there was an alternative game.

Zhu Hao continued to shake his head: "If I can get out of the palace, maybe I can help you have some fun, but here... the limitations are too big, you don't think playing chess, playing with stones, and kicking shuttlecocks are so much fun, right?"

Zhu Sandao: "Actually, that jumping rubber band before...was quite interesting."

Zhu Si took a look at Zhu San: "It's only you... who like such low-level things, we don't like to play..."

He almost wanted to say, that's what girls like, and our boys' hobbies are different from yours, but knowing that this sister is pretending to be herself, he didn't tell the truth.

Zhu San stuck out his tongue and said nothing.

Zhu Si said thoughtfully: "It must be a lot of fun to go out of the palace, so I will go and talk to my father and see if we can let us go out!"

"Dream in broad daylight?" Zhu San disagreed.

Even if I go out of the palace, I won't let you out. You are the prince, and the only thing I'm afraid of is that something will happen to you. Why don't you have any awareness, you brat?
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Things are often unexpected.

When Zhu Si came to the school the next day, he excitedly said to Zhu Hao: "My father agreed to let me leave the palace with you."

"Really?"

Jing Hong was very surprised.

Zhu San followed behind, looking sullen.

Zhu Hao smiled and said, "Then your third brother can't go out with us?"

Zhu Si smiled and nodded: "Yes, she can't go out."

As soon as Zhu Hao heard it, he knew that this was the second layer of blindness used by the palace. In the eventful autumn when the eunuch Zhang Zhong, the eunuch of the imperial horse, was about to arrive in Anlu, asking Zhu Si to go out for a while would not be the same as telling outsiders that this Zhu Si was not Not the prince?
In the palace, Zhu San and Zhu Si are considered brothers, but the imperial court and Jin Yiwei are not stupid, you King Xing does not have two sons, one of them must be a fake you found to replace him.

Since Zhu Sineng followed Zhu Hao out of the palace, and Zhu San was closely guarded, the information leaked before is true...

Zhu San is the eldest son!
Want to find a fake product to show off and trick us into doing it?
no way!

"When are you going out?" Jing Hong asked.

Zhu Sidao: "It can only be during the day, no matter what time of day it is, but you can't go too far. When you go out, you must have Lu Dianzhang with someone to protect you."

Lu Bing clapped his hands aside: "It's great, I can go out to play again."

Zhu San pulled Lu Bing back: "You brat, you still want to go out to play? You are not allowed to go, stay with me!"

"what?"

Lu Bing looked at Zhu Hao with an aggrieved face, as if begging Zhu Hao to speak for him.

"Lu Bing, just listen to Shizi's words, stay with her, and we can go out to play by ourselves in the future."

Zhu Hao looked at Zhu Si when he said this, "I will leave the palace at noon today, and I will take you to see a play, and take a walk around the crowded places around the palace, but you must first inform Lu Dianzhang and let him do the protection work. it is good."

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It was only in the morning that Lu Song learned that the palace allowed Zhu Si to leave the palace.

He was worried.

The Prince's House thought it was a good way to cover up the eyes, thinking that Zhu Hao and Jing Hong hadn't seen through the identity of the Fourth Prince Zhu, but Lu Song knew about it.

Zhu Hao tried every means to bring Zhu Si out of the palace, how could there be no conspiracy?He also said that he was going to a place with many people. If something happened, he would be a sinner of Xingwangfu.

Before leaving at noon, Zhu Hao said to Lu Song: "Don't worry, I just took him to listen to the theater, then see the lively market scene around, and get in touch with the lives of ordinary people outside, wouldn't it be good? Where there are many people, it is difficult for thieves Let's do it."

Lu Song thinks about it too, if he just walked around the palace, Jin Yiwei should not be so arrogant, dare to do something under the nose of the palace, right?

But for the sake of caution, he still ordered more than sixty people, twenty of them were to protect Zhu Si personally, and the other forty people were hiding in the dark and watching at all times in case of accidents.

Zhu Si was very excited. Being able to go out of the palace with Zhu Hao and Jing Hong was like a pigeon flying, and he was in a happy mood.

After leaving the palace, he felt that everything outside was fresh, and wanted to run around, but was repeatedly stopped by Lu Song.

"Fourth prince, you must be careful, you will no longer be safe outside the palace, and there may be murderers at any time." Lu Song reminded.

Zhu Hao smiled and said, "Lu Dianzhan, the man next to you is the son of the magistrate's family. When you say that, it seems to be questioning the ability of the local parents and officials? It's broad daylight, and it's in the city. How can there be villains? You Could it be that the gang of guards around you are just for nothing?"

Lu Song sullenly said, "Young Master Zhu, please respect yourself. You are just out to play with the fourth prince, and you are not responsible for instructing us to do things."

Zhu Size spoke for Zhu Hao: "Lu Dianzhan, you are too careful, we have only been out of the gate of the palace for twenty steps, making it seem like there are bad people around the palace... How about this, I won't run around, let Zhu Hao takes us away, is this the head office?"

The son defended him again, and Lu Song felt that Zhu Hao was getting more and more difficult. Now not only he had his son's backing, but even Yuan Zonggao and King Xing were confused by this boy.

But he couldn't influence the decision-making of the upper echelon of the palace, so he could only calm down and continue to carefully observe the "bad guys" passing by who might threaten the safety of the prince.

(End of this chapter)