Nuclear Warlord

Chapter 394 Deja Vu
Emperor Qianwu fell in love with this place immediately, it was so comfortable.

He even decided to stay in the palace that night. For this reason, Gao Dali had to mobilize more imperial guards and powerful guards to ensure the safety of Emperor Qianwu.

Feng Quji, who suffers from rheumatoid arthritis in his cold legs, felt the temperature and decided to live here from now on. At least he would not return to his old house in the city this winter.

As an emperor of a country, there are many supplies needed to live in the palace. A large number of eunuchs moved many things from the palace, which soon became known.

Everyone was amazed that Emperor Qianwu didn't even want to live in the palace anymore. This shows how comfortable Tianjing Yayuan is. The rich and powerful people who didn't buy the house in it clapped their hands in regret.

They secretly made up their minds that if Li Changfeng launched a new house later, they would have to buy it.

However, Li Changfeng was not in a hurry to move in. He still had important things to do in his old house.

In the blink of an eye, another nine days passed.

In the early morning of this day, dozens of carriages suddenly appeared in the New Town Square. The carriages pulled a large number of chairs and some unknown equipment.

A group of people were busy setting up chairs and building something special.

There were many people wandering around in the New Town Square in the morning. When they saw such a big battle, they started talking in groups.

"A few of the leaders look familiar. They seem to be members of His Highness the Ninth Prince?"

"What seems like it, it is clearly that! I don't know what His Highness the Ninth Prince is doing."

"Look over there, it looks like they are setting up a stage. Isn't it going to be a big show?"

"Well, I think it's very possible. His Highness the Ninth Prince brought so many chairs, probably for theatergoers to sit on."

"Then we are really blessed. During the last handover ceremony, Your Highness invited people to watch the opera, song and dance performances for a whole day. It was really enjoyable!"

"..."

Those who were brave enough came up to ask the person in charge, and soon they got the answer.

There are indeed performances, but they are not singing, dancing or opera, and they are not limited to performances.

As for what exactly?
Sorry, no comment. I'll see for myself starting at [-]:[-] p.m.

And His Majesty will come to watch.

Everyone was confused when they got the news.

It's not a song and dance performance or an opera performance. What is it?
What does it mean to be more than just a performer?
The most surprising thing is that His Majesty actually wants to come to such an open-air venue to watch?

In this world where entertainment projects are extremely scarce, watching big plays and performances is still very attractive to most people.

So there is no need to deliberately publicize it. People who got the news ran around the capital and told each other that there would be a free special program in the New Town Square at midnight, and His Majesty would be there in person.

Within half a day, most people in the capital knew about this matter.

Xincheng Tianjing Yayuan.

Feng Quji was wearing a thin summer dress, lying on the lounge chair with squinted eyes. There was a cup of hot tea on the small coffee table next to him, and he listened to the butler's report with a look of enjoyment.

"Sir, His Highness is setting up a big stage in Xincheng Square. He said there will be a performance tonight. It sounds very special. He said it is neither a drama nor an opera. Do you want to go and see it? If you want to go, I will ask someone in advance. Go grab a seat."

Feng Quji shook his head gently: "It's too cold outside. My cold legs can't stand the cold wind, so I won't go."

"Understood, sir."

Feng Quji was so smart that he could hear a hint of disappointment in the butler's tone. He smiled slightly and said, "The show put on by His Highness the Ninth Prince must be very interesting. You can go and see it tonight."

The butler was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

Feng Quji waved his hand: "Go down, this heated room is so comfortable, I want to sleep for a while."...

Ye Qingcang was not very interested in living in Tianjing Yayuan at first, but later he moved here after hearing that it was very comfortable here.

Li Changfeng made such a big noise, so he naturally got the news.

However, having been on the battlefield for half his life, he has never been interested in this kind of entertainment, so he decided to stay at home and enjoy the heated room.

As for the servants who wanted to see it, he didn't stop him.

Some of the other dignitaries in the capital showed great interest in this, and they all made preparations to take a look at it at night. After all, even His Majesty wanted to go there.

Of course, some people have no interest in this.

After all, it’s freezing outside, how can you be comfortable at home?

They didn't think Li Changfeng could come up with any new tricks in his performance. Wasn't the last handover ceremony the same old routine from the Eight Big Alleys?
However, Emperor Qianwu was very interested in this and asked Gao Dali to prepare early. After all, this was the surprise Li Changfeng said.

Under the influence of Li Changfeng, Emperor Qianwu was no longer so demanding on the harem.

Although the performance was at night, he decided to take Empress Murong, Li Changfeng's mother-in-law and several other favored concubines out of the palace with him.

Before it got dark, the Royal Guards and Imperial Guards were dispatched to the third and third floors of Xincheng Square to surround the viewing area specially designated by Li Changfeng for Emperor Qianwu.

When it was getting dark, Emperor Qianwu, Queen Murong and others came to the New City Square. Even they were very surprised when they saw the dark crowd.

"It actually attracted so many people?"

Queen Murong looked at the almost endless crowd and couldn't help but exclaimed. Li Changfeng's mother-in-law and sister Li Mingzhu also looked around in surprise.

Emperor Qianwu smiled slightly and said: "It's normal. Changfeng makes a lot of noise every time he does something. I'm used to it."

Emperor Qianwu recalled the first day when the steam train was officially put into operation. The scene was even more spectacular than now.

Gao Dali shouted at the top of his voice: "Your Majesty is here, the Queen is here."

Immediately afterwards, the sound of worshiping was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and the sound was overwhelming.

Emperor Qianwu was anxious to see Li Changfeng's surprise, so he asked everyone to sit down and look at the stage in front of him.

At this time, the stage was brightly lit and the background was a large white cloth. Emperor Qianwu looked at it and felt a sense of déjà vu.

"When does the performance start? Where is Changfeng?"

Gao Dali bowed and smiled: "I have already sent someone to ask. Your Highness is in the background. He said that he wants to take command personally and cannot come to accompany His Majesty."

Emperor Qianwu was a little surprised: "What kind of performance requires him to personally direct it?"

"This old slave doesn't know either."

"When does it begin?"

"It's about to start."

At this moment, several people carried a piece of equipment and began to install it not far below the stage. Emperor Qianwu felt that he had a familiar feeling, so he took a closer look.

After a while, Emperor Qianwu's expression became a little unnatural, and he subconsciously looked at Gao Dali aside.

Gao Dali also looked a little strange, and looked into Emperor Qianwu's eyes.

(End of this chapter)