Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

"Young man, do you want to buy some cups to take back?" The person who was talking to him was a young man who was not yet 18 years old. He should be temporarily looking after the store for his parents.

The young man looked at Song Zhen with clear eyes and expectation.

Song Zhen raised his head and smiled, and asked: "Do you have a chamber pot?"

"Chamber pot?" The young man's expression froze. This man's request was very strange.

He replied embarrassedly: "I don't have a chamber pot, but I have a porcelain vase specially used for flowers."

"Vases are also fine. Bring one out for me to see."

"Okay, young man, wait a moment." The young man ran into the room excitedly and took out two porcelain bottles from it.

Song Zhen took a closer look and found that the glaze of these porcelain bottles was crystal clear and pure, like ice and jade, with the distinctive characteristics of southern celadon.

He took out a gold ingot, a full five taels, and the young man took it happily.

"My dear, how many porcelain bottles do you want?"

Unexpectedly, Song Zhen grabbed the porcelain bottle, looked around, found a corner, and threw it directly to the ground, breaking it.

This action made the young man's face change.

Song Zhen squatted down, picked up a piece of porcelain from the ground, carefully rubbed the broken part, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Pack seven porcelain bottles for me, thank you."

"By the way, do you have jade chopsticks or porcelain chopsticks?"

The young man finally realized it and nodded quickly.

"Yes, then I will pack them for you, my dear?"

Song Zhen smiled and nodded slightly: "Thank you."

The reason why he chose seven porcelain bottles is because of the natural seven-tone scale in music.

That is, the Do, Re, Mi, Fa, Sol, La, Si we are familiar with.

Of course, there are also twelve natural major scales, but they are not available for the time being.

He still needs to take it back and experiment with it himself.

"Please help pack it and send it to Tengwang Pavilion. Give it to the guards there and say that Song Shouzheng bought it, and they will know."

The young man was looking for money. When he was done, he found that Song Zhen had gone far away.

"Hey, young man, your money."

"No need. The extra money is just a tip for bothering you."

Seeing that your service attitude is good, my superpower is that I have money. I will give more if I am happy.

The young man was stunned in place and couldn't let it go for a long time.

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Song Zhen and Di Renjie walked around Hongzhou and experienced the local customs and customs here.

By the way, they went to Pingkangfang and Huichunfang.

In an upper state like Hongzhou, there are naturally these two high-end clubs.

"What? You said that the copyright fee for these two months is 3,000 guan?" Song Zhen was shocked. He could think of making money, but he didn't expect it to be so profitable.

What kind of experience is it to make money while lying at home?

Moreover, these three thousand guan are only the copyright fees of Pingkangfang. He has not yet gone to Huichunfang.

My goodness, if he continues to make money at this crazy speed, he will become the richest man in the Tang Dynasty sooner or later. In addition to the royal family, he will be the richest person in the folk.

Song Zhen thought, in his later years, should he write an autobiography, "I became the richest man in the Tang Dynasty by writing songs?"

No one would believe this speed of making money, but it really happened.

This is not a dream!

This is true!

Di Renjie on the side was also stunned. It was the first time he knew that the man next to him was so rich?

This is three thousand guan. How many people can't make this money in their lifetime.

Even if you are the prime minister, it will take at least ten years to make this amount of money openly.

Song Zhen checked it carefully to make sure he was not wrong.

However, think from another angle, just 20% of the ticket money alone, there will be 3,000 guan of income in two months, so how much money should the owner behind Pingkangfang, Hedong Pei, earn?

Wealth will always be in the hands of a few people.

Song Zhen came to Huichunfang to check the accounts again. The copyright fee income here is slightly lower than that of Pingkangfang, only 2,300 guan.

But it is definitely not a small amount.

To be honest, Song Zhen has not yet decided what to perform in the new drama.

First of all, "Legend of the White Snake" is ruled out, because the pseudo-villain is Fahai, a Buddhist disciple.

The queen of the time, Wu Meiniang, believed in Buddhism, and took Li Zhi to believe in Buddhism.

The image of Fahai is not very glorious in the play, even in the Xu Laoguai version of "Green Snake" movie, there are more or less some flaws.

If the Buddhist disciple is portrayed as a villain, do you think Wu Meiniang will make things difficult for me?

But changing the image of Fahai to Taoism is actually not okay, because there were many Taoists in the Tang Dynasty.

Anything that touches on religious beliefs is a taboo.

No matter how you perform, there will always be people who find fault with it.

Then excluding "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl",The villains of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother.

If they hadn't interfered, this loving couple wouldn't have met once a year.

Although this play does not touch on religion, some people will interpret the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother as the emperor and queen of the current dynasty.

You made a play that mocked the superiors openly and secretly. Are you tired of living?

In ancient times, you must pay attention to your words and deeds, and never let others catch your little braids.

This doesn't work, and that doesn't work either. You can only find another way and make up a world.

Song Zhen immediately thought of a play that seemed quite suitable. The characters in it were descendants of ancient mythological figures, and they were positive.

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In the evening, as the sun set, Teng Wang Li Yuanying held a banquet on the top floor of Tengwang Pavilion to entertain Song Zhen and others.

"Song Lang, please."

"Prince Teng, please."

Li Yuanying drank the wine in one gulp. He pretended to be deep and looked at the Ganjiang River not far away.

"Song Lang, do you know?"

"The first time I came to Hongzhou, I fell in love with this place deeply."

"Look at the big rivers in the distance, you look at the mountains in the distance, you look at the sky without clouds, you look at the sunset standing on the sea and sky..."

"These beautiful scenery will always bring countless inspirations to people."

"And the inspiration that Hongzhou brings to me is that I want to build a unique pavilion here for future generations to admire."

"So, Song Lang, what about you?"

Song Zhen: "..."

You old boy, if you want a song, just say it directly, don't pretend to be so literary.

You say that the Tengwang Pavilion was built for future generations, but in fact, you know the real purpose in your heart.

Song Zhen just smiled faintly and said nothing.

Wu Da seemed to have not eaten for more than ten days, and he was wolfing down his food.

Tang Shuyu and Tang Hehua sat aside very obediently and dignifiedly. Seeing that Song Zhen did not move his chopsticks, they did not move either.

Li Yuanying sighed, he felt like he was playing the lute to a cow.

Song Lang, why can't you understand the hidden meaning of my words?

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