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  Chapter 626 623【Illusion tricks】

  The sky is bright and the air is clear, and the autumn wind is refreshing.

  Nearly two hundred female officials and court ladies came to the Imperial Garden one after another. The stage has been set up, but there is not enough space, and the maids with lower status can only stand far away among the flower beds.

  Emperors and concubines, with their princes and daughters, also arrived one after another.

   "Sister, were you still young? When we were eight years old, Mother took us to the temple fair to watch magic tricks." Fei Rumei asked.

  Fei Rulan said with a smile: "I remember, you almost got lost, and it was Zhenfang who asked the adults to look for you."

  Pan Qimei asked curiously, "Is there really magic?"

  Fei Rumei blinked and said, "I must be able to spell, otherwise how can I do magic tricks?"

  Pan Qimei thought carefully, and finally said: "I guess you are lying to me."

  Princes and princesses are having fun together, and don’t even know what illusion is.

   After Zhao Han sat down, he ordered: "Let's get started."

   "Start performing illusion!" The guard shouted loudly.

  There are audiences all around the stage, watching the magic show in groups. This is a great test for the performers, and it is easy to see if the movements are not clean.

  Today is a performance in the palace, Zhang Jiuzhi specially wore a Taoist robe, which is the ancient home casual clothes.

  This person is about forty years old, with a dry and thin body, but extremely tall. He paced onto the stage, seeing nothing unusual. When he reached the center of the stage, he turned to the emperor and queen and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty, ladies, princes and princesses. This trick must be fake, and it's all hidden on the body." Take it with you, and open it for all the nobles to see."

   While speaking, Zhang Jiuzhi lifted the hem of the Taoist robe, revealing two long legs that were close together. There was nothing inside, and the trousers were relatively tight.

After the display, Zhang Jiuzhi said: "Your Majesty helped the Han family and the country, so that all the people in the world can live. Zhang Benshu, a grassroots man, has not read a few days of books and can't read a few words, but he also knows that your majesty is an eternal sage. I have the honor to meet you today. Saint, I congratulate Your Majesty for dominating the country!"

   As he said that, he bent down again, his legs spread out, and his lower body turned into a squatting posture.

  The hem of the Daoist robe was lifted again, and Zhang Jiuzhi violently lifted out a bucket, in which was a rockery made of old ginger.

   A bucket of **** mountain.

  Fei Rumei blinked, then shook her head: "How did he conjure it?"

  Liu Rushi was also very puzzled: "You haven't lifted the Taoist robe just now, could it be that you are hiding behind your back?"

   "Behind him in the audience, there were many court ladies standing watching, and those court ladies did not notice any abnormalities." Tian Xiuying said.

  Whether it is the performance technique or the meaning of unifying the country, Zhao Han was very happy, clapping his hands and praising: "Good trick!"

"it is good!"

  Zhao Kuanghuan and other princes and princesses were all crazy with joy at the moment, and they stopped fighting with each other. They all sat beside their mother and watched in good order.

  Zhang Jiuzhi yelled towards the lower side of the stage: "Teacher, put on the colorful scarf!"

  The apprentice came to the stage holding a colorful square scarf, and handed it to Zhang Jiuzhi respectfully: "Master, the colorful scarf is here!"

  Zhang Jiuzhi took the scarf, shook it loose and opened it. It was about one meter long and wide. He covered the colored scarf in front of him, and began to talk to the emperor: "The Tartars ravaged the Central Plains and disrupted our Han family. Your Majesty expelled the Hulu and saved the people of Shenzhou. You are truly a hero in the world. Now the Tartars are trapped in Jianzhou, and I am fighting against the sky." One day it will be wiped out, and the grassroots wish the soldiers of Datong the best of luck and peace in all directions!"

   After finishing speaking, he suddenly uncovered the colored scarf.

   In front of Zhang Jiuzhi, there was a knee-high porcelain vat with four flags planted in it. At the moment when the colorful scarves were lifted, the audience with good eyes could even see that the flags were erected together before they suddenly spread out in four directions. Meaning: victory with the first flag, calm down the Quartet.

   Zhao Han, who has seen a lot of modern magic, was shocked by this move. He couldn't help but sit up straight, and began to think about how these things were brought to the stage.

   "Slow down!"

  Fei Rumei didn't look like a concubine at all, she even left her seat, ran to the other side of the stage, and asked the maid standing there: "Did you see him hiding something just now?"

  The court ladies shook their heads one after another, and one of them said: "The Taoist robe is wide, I only saw him standing there in the Taoist robe, half a step away, there are porcelain jars and flags."

  The performance was still going on, and the apprentices pulled out the flags and planted them around the stage.

  Zhang Jiuzhi lifted the porcelain vat, turned it upside down to show that there was nothing in it, and turned the mouth of the vat to the emperor and concubines. There was indeed nothing in it.

   Waiting for the apprentice to plant the flag, Zhang Jiuzhi stretched out his arms and asked the apprentice to roll up his sleeves.

  Then, Zhang Jiuzhi raised his arms, the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, and it was impossible to hide things in the sleeves. He also said to the emperor: "Your Majesty is benevolent in governing and loving the people, and the world is rich and prosperous. Just like this silver dollar, it is inexhaustible and inexhaustible..."

   While talking, he was digging into the porcelain jar.

  First he took out a silver dollar, then took out a handful of silver dollars, one after another, and finally took out silver dollars all over the floor.

When everyone was stunned, Zhang Jiuzhi asked his apprentice for a colorful scarf, completely covered the porcelain vat, and then lifted it suddenly: "It's like this rice, every family piles up the granary, and you can't finish it for five meals a day! "

  The moment the scarf was lifted, the porcelain jar was filled with white rice, and spilled out onto the stage.

  Liu Rushi was so startled that he stood up directly, muttering in his mouth: "It's amazing, it's amazing..."

  Zhao Han was thinking hard about where the **** was hiding.

   Back and forth, a lot of things were conjured up, and there was no extra preparation for the performance in the middle, but the apprentices came on stage to help pass the colored scarves twice.

   Immediately afterwards, Zhang Jiuzhi conjured up five more plates, which contained rice, millet, millet, wheat, and bean. Due to this year's flood in the north and drought in the south, he wished that next year there would be a bumper crop and that the people all over the world would have no worries about food and clothing.

   Probably because he was afraid of scaring the concubine and the prince, beheading or something, he didn't show it.

  After changing the things carried on his body, Zhang Jiuzhi has been playing with the ball. He played with the wooden ball the size of a baby's fist very well. And still with the sleeves rolled up, the wooden ball suddenly disappeared without even opening the two hands, and then took it out from various places on the body.

  The most commendable thing is that his hand speed is very slow, or deliberately slow, but it is hard to see how to hide the ball.

  After a performance, Zhao Han finally asked, "Do you hide all those things on your body?"

  Zhang Jiuzhi stepped forward and bowed: "Report to Your Majesty, all of them are hidden on the body."

   "Is it heavy?" Zhao Han asked.

  Zhang Jiuzhi said: "One hundred catties, short and weak, definitely can't act."

  Zhao Han nodded in appreciation: "Your tricks have become very good. Take more apprentices, don't let it be lost. I will invite you to perform in the palace when I have free time."

   "Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhang Jiuzhi was overjoyed.

Zhao Han thought for a while, and then said: "My family is happy to see it, but the frontline soldiers have never seen such a wonderful trick. How about it, you go to the labor force to perform with the mission team, and you will be paid every month. All divisions will perform once, and you will return to Nanjing to perform for the common people. How about it?"

  Zhang Jiuzhi bowed and said: "The grassroots obey the order!"

   Lao Jun's performance may be delayed for a year or two, but it is good for Zhang Jiuzhi.

  The emperor likes to watch magic tricks, and generals like to watch magic tricks. Who will dare to trouble him in the future? As long as he doesn't break the law, he can walk sideways all over the country.

Zhao Han continued: "Choose a few musicians to go with, and the song has been arranged, and they are all performed for the frontline soldiers to see. By the way, pick a few apprentices from the military mission team and teach them your tricks." Don't worry, I won't steal your job, the mission team only performs in the army. The musicians will teach the mission team the song that breaks the battle."

  Zhang Jiuzhi flattered and said: "Your Majesty cares about the soldiers, no wonder our Datong army is invincible!"

   "Go down." Zhao Han waved.

  The master and apprentice left the palace happily, while Zhao Han accompanied the concubine and children to play in the imperial garden.

   After lunch, I continued to work. Although the officials took turns off today, the emperor had to work overtime on his own initiative.

  Shi Weixian came to report: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites and Qintianyuan have given an auspicious date for the auspicious day, and the concubine should be accepted on the eighth day of the next month."

  Zhao Han said: "You can make arrangements."

   Shi Weixian did not retreat, but said: "The daughter presented by the Lord of Brunei is fifteen years old this year, whether..."

   "Let's accept it tonight, you choose a concubine number for her." Zhao Han had already forgotten about this woman, she was only twelve years old when she first offered it. Princess Fanbang can't return the goods, otherwise the king must think too much.

  Even now, Zhao Han doesn’t know what the other person looks like, but thinking about it, he shouldn’t be ugly, otherwise the King of Brunei would dare to present it.

  In the evening, Zhao Han finally got off work and was led by a female officer to a side courtyard.

  The conditions are quite shabby. After all, she has not been formally titled yet, so relying on her status as the Princess of Fanbang, she has her own separate courtyard and a court lady takes care of her.

   "Meet Your Majesty!"

  The court lady greeted her happily but nervously. She had already been told that the emperor was coming, and finally she would no longer be a little transparent.

  Seeing his nervousness, Zhao Han smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I don't eat people."

  The palace maid led the emperor into the courtyard and said: "Your Majesty has washed and dressed, and the room has been decorated. Your Majesty, please come in and rest."

  With great power in his hands, Zhao Han has fallen, and is no longer the innocent young man he was before.

  Two red candles were burning in the room, and the Brunei princess was sitting by the bed with a red hijab on her head.

  Zhao Han picked it up with a scale, revealing a western face, more precisely, the face of the Middle East. The Brunei princess is of mixed Arab and Han descent, and may also be of Malay descent.

   is particularly beautiful and exotic.

  Zhao Han sat down and asked, "Can you speak Chinese?"

  The girl replied in a low voice: "I have learned."

   "What's your name?" Zhao Han asked again.

  The girl said: "Aisha Abdul Jariru Abba, Your Majesty can call me Aisha."

  A fifteen-year-old girl who is still in junior high school, Zhao Han is still worried that he won't have the heart to do it. But after meeting, I found out that it has already grown, and Westerners seem to mature earlier.

  Zhao Han took off his coat, leaned against the head of the bed with his arms around the girl, and chatted: "Did you leave the palace to play around when you were in Brunei?"

  Aisha shook her head: "No."

   Zhao Han actually wanted to ask what Brunei is like in this era and how big the city is, but unfortunately this foreign princess doesn’t know anything.

   Alas, there is also a North Korean princess in the palace, I don’t know how old she has been raised.

  The king of North Korea presented beauties again this year, all of whom are the daughters and maidservants of North Korean officials. They thought it was Daming, still following the old rules.

Especially those Korean aristocrats, the good daughters are not raised at home, and they try to send them to the palace of the Chinese emperor. It doesn’t matter even if they are ordinary court ladies-the daughters of North Korean officials are usually made concubines, it seems that this can make them feel superior glory.

  (end of this chapter)