Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

"My emperor is sage, long live, long live, long live." After worshiping, the officials got up and sat down. The drums played, Taizong seemed very happy, and talked with the queen while watching the dance music. You Yuankan was chatting, and the big stage in the middle began to perform acrobatics again. The jugglers did their best, which amazed the officials, and applauded appreciatively from time to time. After the juggling, the stage was decorated and turned into a juggling stage The gongs and drums sounded, and people in costumes appeared on stage. Taizong was very satisfied with the troupe, so he asked, "Prime Minister, this troupe is good at singing both literary and martial arts. Which miscellaneous troupe is it?"

"Return to Your Majesty," Lu Mengzheng said, "This is Ningde, the most famous variegated opera troupe in the capital. , I thought of them."

"Okay, very good." Taizong stroked his beard and nodded, "Let the troupe master come to see me after the play is over, and I will reward you very much."

"Yes, Your Majesty" Lu Meng bowed

The martial arts show on the stage was very exciting, and Defang enjoyed watching it very much. At this moment, he suddenly saw a few people talking on the side of the stage. Defang looked at it carefully and felt a little strange, so he asked, "Baili, is it my king?" My eyes are wrong, look at the people next to the stage, are they people from the small theater troupe in the palace?"

Baili stretched his neck to look, "My lord, that's right, it's them, why are they here?"

"Strange thing." Defang frowned, "Didn't this little theater troupe just arrive in the capital? How could it be called into the palace to be with the Ningde troupe?"

"This class leader is really capable," Baili said, "I think they can all post to the palace to sing miscellaneous operas, and they can't do anything."

Defang looked at Baili, "That's right, but... I always feel that something is wrong with them..."

"What's wrong? My lord, what's wrong?"

"I don't know, I always feel that they are different from what they saw before."

"My lord, it might be their first time entering the palace, they are too nervous."

Defang thought for a while, "It's better to ask more clearly, Baili, and ask the servant to take me to the leader of Ningde."

"Yes" Baili called a small servant, and the servant took Defang to the backstage. Seeing that the Ningde class leader Bai Haolin was preparing for makeup, Defang stepped forward and said, "You are the Ningde class leader Bai Haolin?"

The class leader looked back at Defang, saw him wearing a dragon-patterned official uniform and wearing a gold cicada and golden dragon head crown, and then looked at the golden mace in his arms. Kowtow to the eight virtuous kings, the prince will be a thousand years old."

Defang was taken aback, "The class leader recognizes me?"

"No, the grassroots guessed from the pattern of the prince's crown and clothes and the golden mace in his arms. Only the Eight Worthy Kings in the whole dynasty have such a crown and clothes and artifacts, so..."

"Hehehe, the class leader is indeed a careful person, please get up."

"Thank you, my lord" Bai Haolin stood up

"Squad Leader Bai, I have something to ask you here."

"Don't dare, but I don't know what the grass people can do to help the prince?"

"Has your troupe recruited new apprentices recently?"

"New disciples? No, the grassroots have not recruited disciples."

"Then why did the king see a few people who were not from the expensive troupe beside the stage?"

"Dare to ask the prince, who are they?"

"The people next to the stage now."

"Oh? My lord, wait a moment, Caomin will let people go and have a look." Bai Haolin asked his apprentice to look, and after a while the little apprentice came back and said, "Master, it's those handymen that were hired temporarily."