God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 934 The Strongest Man

The Chang'an Grand Theater has been built.

Due to time constraints, there was no time to build a new one, so Du He decided to demolish the two largest shops on the first floor of Chang'an International Shopping Center and merge them into one.

The layout inside is also simple.

A high platform that is more than one person high, opposite the high platform, is a seat one by one.

Seats are the lowest in the first row, increasing in ascending order.

A total of fifteen rows, enough to accommodate 150 people.

This whole is the performance hall of Chang'an Grand Theater.

After the entire performance hall has been remodeled, it feels quite different.

In order to ensure that there is nothing wrong with the performance, Du He personally led people to check every link and every detail.

At this moment, Li Ke, king of Shu, hurried over after hearing the news.

"Teacher... I'm in trouble!" Li Ke said straight to the point as soon as he came up.

Du He asked curiously: "Your Highness? You are one of the strongest men in the Tang Dynasty... what else can trouble you!"

Li Ke scratched his head, and said with embarrassment: "I can't tell, teacher, why don't you come and take a look with me!"

"Okay!"

Du He followed Li Ke to a nearby room.

This place is where Li Ke leads people to rehearse.

In the past few days, Li Ke has been revising and rehearsing the play "Crazy Primitives" according to Du He's request, and has made a lot of changes. However, after rehearsing too much, he always has a feeling of imperfection.

I always feel like something is missing.

In order to grasp Li Ke's current rehearsal situation, Du He asked Li Ke to lead a rehearsal.

After Li Ke finished acting, Du He hurriedly called Li Ke over, slapped his thigh, "Your Highness, I know what the problem is... There are mainly two problems."

"Which two questions?"

If someone else raised an opinion, Li Ke would have punched him.

Dare to say that there is a problem with the play that Ben Wang composed, isn't this courting death?

But this person was replaced by Du He, and Li Ke was convinced.

He looked at Du He expectantly.

Du He pondered: "First, the time is too long... The play of Crazy Primitives is very rich in content, but many processes in the middle can be omitted. It takes nearly half an hour, which is really too long. It is necessary to compress the time to two hours. A quarter of an hour will do."

"Secondly, the lack of lines is the biggest failure. Although the primitive people do not have rich characters and languages, they can't communicate with woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. teacher!"

Du Ho volunteered.

He was the one who came up with the idea of ​​performing a drama in public, but in fact, he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

Li Ke said excitedly: "That's a good feeling... But, teacher, there is only two quarters of an hour, isn't it too short?"

Du He shook his head: "Two quarters of an hour is just right. If it is too short, it will not guarantee the integrity of the drama. If it is too long, it will make people feel boring. As for the length of time, it is simple... I will design another drama."

After speaking, Du He walked into the next room and began to write with his head buried.

When it was dark, he asked Li Ke to be called.

He handed two stacks of thick paper to Li Ke, and said: "The following are the lines of the crazy primitive man. There is not much content. You should hurry up and make people familiar with it. The above is a play I newly designed. You should hurry up too." Arrange people to rehearse, there are only two days, it is really too tense! I believe His Highness will be able to... Of course, Your Highness should not have psychological pressure, if you do not do well, at most you will be expelled from the division."

Li Ke felt palpitated for a while, picked it up and looked at it carefully, and was immediately amazed by Du He's wisdom.

He stared at the stack of papers on it, and said in surprise, "Slay Ma Su with tears? Could this be the story of Zhuge Kongming?"

"Exactly!"

"Oh, then I have to go back and study it carefully!"

Li Ke said happily, then turned around holding the paper and ran away.

Du He stood up, stretched, and walked out of Chang'an International Shopping Center.

The sky was gloomy, and it seemed that it was going to snow again.

……

Lai Guogong's mansion is beaming from top to bottom.

The atmosphere of the New Year has been created since ten days ago.

Everyone in the house is very busy.

Even the old Fu Zi from Sinong County, who was in charge of the farm in Hu County, returned to the Lai State Mansion in a hurry, and ordered the people to start preparations.

Now, although he is a son of Sinong County and has a noble status, he still regards himself as the chief steward of the Duke of Lai.

When he was persuaded by others, he would always say: "My life, Fu Dazhu, has been a lowly life. The young master gave me what I am today. Unless the young master drives me away, I will live as the young master's man and die as the young master's man." The ghost of Lai Guogong's mansion!"

Everyone secretly said that Lao Fu is a fastidious person, not the kind of ungrateful person.

On the evening of the New Year's Eve, Du Ruhui, Du He, and the two princesses ate in the main hall. They ate dishes that ordinary people didn't have. Dishes made with chili peppers, potato stewed beef, and fresh vegetables were all for this table. The last love is sold, at least worth 30 guan.

Who made Du He rich?

During the banquet, Du Ruhui said casually: "Last month, your elder brother wrote from Dengzhou, intending to send your niece to Chang'an. When the time comes, you have to take good care of it."

niece?

Du He was taken aback.

Du Ruhui didn't say anything, but he almost forgot.

Du He's elder brother, Du Gou, left Chang'an for Dengzhou a few years ago and never came back. When he left, he had a child.

It's just that Du He, who was heartless back then, completely forgot whether it was a boy or a girl.

Even for Du Gou, he was a little fuzzy.

"Father, don't worry, the eldest brother's daughter is my daughter. If I had known the news earlier, I should have sent someone to pick her up. It's a long way from Dengzhou to Chang'an. It's very cold. I'm afraid she will You have suffered a lot!" Du He said with emotion.

After all, that child should only be five years old now.

A five-year-old child has come all the way to Chang'an. If his health is not good, he may not come back alive.

After hearing this, Li Yuanshu and Li Lizhi couldn't help feeling worried.

Du Ruhui waved his hand: "I'm full, you can eat, He'er, I leave the matter of your niece to you, so I can rest assured as a father."

With that said, Du Ruhui got up and left.

When Du He saw Du Ruhui's back leaving gracefully, he couldn't help but click his tongue inwardly.

In his memory, Du Ruhui was a very hardworking person. Even in New Year's Eve, he would deal with political affairs at home, worrying and working hard for the Tang Dynasty.

It is also true that his body is getting worse day by day.

In the original historical time and space, he died a few years ago.

But since Du He traveled here, he gradually discovered that Du Ruhui was more and more like a hands-off shopkeeper. Although he was the right minister of the court, he mostly didn't care about court affairs, and left everything to his subordinates. He went for a walk every day. Drinking tea, listening to books, living a very chic life.

After going back and forth, Du Ruhui's body miraculously recovered a lot.

This was something Du He hadn't thought of before.

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(End of this chapter)