The opening of the event was simple. There were many people who were good at martial arts in the military camp. Looking for a few good-looking performances was not inferior to the real Liyuan children. However, when the scenes were played in the next few times, they were greatly out of standard, which made the ministers who knew the play secretly frown and shook their heads.

Yuan Weiting did not like drama. The recruitment standards for the newly established army were the same as those of the Hunan Army Huaiyong, and the reference was a military book from the former Song Dynasty. Most of the soldiers selected were honest and dedicated farmers, and those with mud on both legs would be given priority.

After such children become an army, they can abide by discipline, fight hard, and after defeat, they will be conducive to gathering the troops. However, they are not very good at playing and singing. The tallest people selected among the shorts are still shorts, and their level is mediocre. Not to mention that they are worshipped by the inner court, even ordinary children in the Liyuan Garden are not as good as those of ordinary children. Moreover, their appearance is completely different from their usual singing. If they only play in the show, some people sweat as much as they are, and their level is not as good as usual.

These ministers were used to listening to the imperial opera troupe of Shengping Office in the capital. Shengjiao wanted to listen to Tan Yaotian, Wang Datou, Danjiao listened to Qin Zhifen and Yu Zhuang'er. When they heard the sounds of these rural farmers being distorted, they were all shook their heads. When they saw that their hands, eyes and body skills were not on the point, they looked even more disdainful. If they were not worried that they would lose their manners, they would have cheered on the spot.

The table where the audience listened to the opera was surrounded by a table. The square table where the two sat, one host and one guest, two groups. The same seat with Yuan Weiting was the Minister of War, Han Rong and Han Zhonghua, known as the Lotus Liulang. It was a foregone conclusion that he took over as the governor of Zhili, and he took advantage of this opportunity to understand the situation of the new army.

Han Rong himself doesn't like Peking Opera very much, but he always knows the good or bad, so he can naturally hear it. This opera is really not outstanding. Yuan Weiting's expression was also a little embarrassed. He smiled and comforted:

"Rong'an doesn't have to worry. When Lao Fu listens to opera, the first thing he listens to is a thought, not a good or bad. If he really wants to listen to a good show, he will go to the city to call a real opera troupe. Although these people are not good at acting, they always act seriously in every move. Ci Sheng will not be angry when he sees this intention. You are the one who leads the soldiers. As long as you lead the soldiers well in the future, other officials will also take care of you."

"Thank you, Sima. Weiting is helpless, but has no good materials." Yuan Weiting sighed. "Weiting was born not to like You Meng's clothes and clothes, and was born not to be born in the morning. It was not the time for singing and dancing to rise to peace. The soldiers of the three armies only knew how to train and didn't know anything else, and they still made the Queen Mother unable to enjoy the fullest today. I was really frightened."

Although Han Rong was successful at a young age, he was later blamed for Shuchen and wasted his youth and did not make any progress. Now it is time to show his mighty plan. Yuan Weiting's confession was just scratching his itchy spot. He smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, the Buddha's eyes are bright. As long as you do your best, you will not blame you for such a thing. Besides, isn't I still there?"

He looked at Wang Wenzhao on the other side. The one with him was Yuan Weiting's aide and his brother Xu Juren. Both of them were Hanlin, and they could talk about some literary matters, but they would not be disappointed. Anyway, Wang Wenzhao's ears were not effective, so he didn't care what he sang on the stage.

"Gengyu Gong's ears cannot be heard, and he will not respond every day. Only then can his ears work. I am younger than him, and his ears are easy to use. Whoever is capable or perfunctory can see. Although the court is now peaceful, there are great powers outside and there are bad intentions inside... there are also gangsters who are not willing to maintain this situation. If we do our best, we will train a strong army invincible for the court, so that all countries will not dare to underestimate me. Rong'an, your army is well trained, and the Martial Guards have 10% more military forces. I will take you as an example and let other armies learn from you. You must keep this spirit in the three armies, and you cannot learn from the Hunan Army and the Huai Army. In a few years, your spirit will be gone."

"The official understands."

At this moment, the gongs and drums on the stage changed, but it was already the finale. The play was the Silang Tanmu, who was ordered by Li Lianying. This is Cixi's favorite play. Although she sang the Yang family generals of the Song Dynasty, the Jin people did not taboo.

In fact, after the destruction of the Song Dynasty, the Jin Dynasty also specially repaired the Yuefei Temple. Especially since the Hongyang Rebellion, the court's desire to promote loyalty and righteousness has become more prosperous. It is not limited to the Jin and Song Dynasty, and as long as they are loyal ministers and generals, they will be praised. Therefore, Silang did not violate the ban on his mother, but Hu Er wanted to change to the northern country, and foreign slaves wanted to change to the northern army, which was similar to expelling them.

As soon as Zhao Guanhou came out, Cixi's eyes lit up and she asked Li Lianying beside her, "Lian Ying, who is this Yang Silang? Show off her spirit."

"If you want to know Mr. Lam, isn't this the Zhao Guanhou who got the top spot during the day?"

"Oh, it's him. I said it looks familiar. It's really rare. He can speak and sing opera. He is really capable. Listen to how he sings."

With those people's performances just now, Zhao Guanhou nodded constantly as soon as he spoke. The ministers did not dare to shout, but they stopped talking one after another and paid attention to the stage. He thought to himself: Finally, a good one came out, this temporary meeting would not be too ugly.

Tang Tianxi learned seriously in the opera troupe, and the iron mirror was better than Zhao Guanhou. However, halfway through the play, four little eunuchs carried the basket and lined up more than a dozen silver pieces on the edge of the temporary stage, pointing out that it was given to Zhao Guanhou by Lord Lai Fu. He also passed the order, and today Lord Lai Fu was happy and did not care about the law, and everyone could do whatever they wanted.

The ministers are all masters of spirits. When they see this situation, they all know the beauty of the style. Even if they are not good at Peking Opera, as long as Zhao Guanhou sings to the point of being good, he will nod there to praise him. Han Rong looked on the stage and smiled at Yuan Weiting and said, "Rong'an, I want to congratulate you, you have talents under him. The Lao Buddha appreciates him and wants to raise him one step. You are his superior. If the water rises, the ship will be high. He is afraid that he will have a reward this time, so you must also be ready to thank him."

Yuan Weiting smiled, "This Zhao Guanhou is just a little clever and not too much. He will have to rely on the general to cultivate him more in the future."

"In the Qingdi, I also mentioned this person to me, a little seventh-rank military officer who can get the attention of the prince. This person... is probably not that simple." Han Rong put down his wine glass and looked at Yuan Weiting, "Can you control him?"

Yuan Weiting did not hesitate to think, "If the Guanhou is to the lower officials, the lower officials are to the great generals, please rest assured that there is no mistake."

"Since you say that, then he will do things under your hands, find an opportunity to give him a good job. The Empress Dowager mentioned the name and the minister must make some statements and not be careless."

At this moment, the tune of Xiaofan was already on the stage. Zhao Guanhou called Xiaofan and sang it. Empress Dowager Cixi took the lead and shouted "Okay! Lian Ying, call down and see the reward!"

Before Zhao Guanhou could take off his outfit, he came to Cixi to see him, but saw the old woman with kind faces, looking at her nephew as if she was looking at her son and nephew. "Good boy, not only is he a good person, but he is also very capable. If you keep your eyes closed, I think you'll be almost there. I'll say Lian Ying, what do you think you're going to reward him?"

"Laofu, you have already received a lot of rewards. You are also a blue top and a single-eyed peach feather. You have received too much. If his blessings are not enough, you may not be able to suppress them."

"You said this, but when I called the person down, I couldn't just give him a box of food, right? When someone said that, it seemed like an old woman, I was so stingy. Come to think of an idea for me and give him something."

Li Lianying thought for a moment, "Old Buddha, I have a opinion. You see, he has a top dress and a flower feather, but he is still plain. Is he a little uneven in his head?"

Cixi smiled with satisfaction, "That's right! Let's give him and Yuan Weiting, each wearing a yellow jacket, even if it's my kindness to them. I'll give them two boxes of food to Zhao Guanhou, but Lian Ying, you can tell your monkey that he is a poor man who just became an official and has no money to reward people. If anyone wants money, he will talk to the old woman."

"Lao Buddha is wise, so I will naturally explain it to them. Who dares to ask Lord Zhao for a reward? I will discount his leg with my own hands!"

The yellow jacket at this time was no longer as rare as it was back then. Since the admiral left the ground, the yellow jacket has gradually become more and more common. But no matter what, this clothes are still a great honor. For a minister who had just been promoted from the seventh rank to the fourth rank, the value of a yellow jacket cannot be measured by gold and silver.

For Zhao Guanhou, this dress is not very attractive. If he could exchange it, he would rather exchange a few more boxes of food, at least he could eat it.

The so-called food is now specifically referring to the dim sum used by the Tian family. The food is delicious, and it is not easy to see or buy it on the market. Zhao Guanhou only ate two pieces of food himself, so he put two boxes of food. After sending the emperor to the next day, he took a leave of absence to Yuan Weiting and took the train back to Tianjin City.

When he got home, he saw that the yard was full of people, all of which were neighbors from this alley. There were crying and begging in the room. "Hanzhi, I watched you grow up. I helped you a lot when you were a child. Now that my family is facing difficulties, you can't ignore it. The third brother of our family is only six taels of silver to get married. You must help you with this."

"Aunt San, you just..."

"Hanzhi, you have to be conscientious. Now that your man is an official, you can't just ignore your old neighbors. With your wealth and honor, what is this little money? It's just a dozen taels of silver. At worst, I'll take your four sisters as a stake. Is it worth thirty taels of money? She's a big girl, how much do you want to buy?"

The people in the yard followed and said, "That's right, if Hanzhi is afraid that we won't pay back the money, we can make a deposit for you. Besides, your family is rich now, what does this amount of money count? You rich and powerful families, we can all be saved."

Zhao Guanhou coughed and shouted, "Aunts, please let me go into the house and talk." The people in the yard turned around, but under the sunlight, Zhao Guanhou was wearing a yellow jacket, a dark blue top, and stood at the door with two wooden boxes in his arms. When did the people in the Xiaoshoe House see the yellow jacket? As soon as they saw this bright yellow jacket, they felt their calves were weak, and they knelt down without anyone calling him.

When the people in the room heard the movement, they lifted the curtains and came out. The first ones were two elderly women, both residents of this alley, followed by Su Hanzhi with a helpless look on his face and Jiang Fengzhi with an angry face.

Jiang Fengzhi said, "Don't you want to borrow money? Okay, tell Junior Brother Guan Hou that he is the head of the family, and he has the final say in the money in this family. Whoever you want to borrow money, please come to him."

Su Hanzhi walked over, took the two wooden boxes, and said to the two old women, "My man is back, let's talk to him directly about using money."

Zhao Guanhou reached out from his arms and touched a few silver notes. "This is the reward given by the Queen Mother. Four hundred taels of silver. Let's talk about the amount. Let's find it from here. Whoever you go to go and exchange the silver notes into silver. After you come back, everyone will be divided into one cent. They are all old neighbors in the old street. Don't kneel down and get up and talk. It's easy to talk about money. When I come back, we will have an interview. Han Zhi's face is tender, just don't make things difficult for her."

Seeing that he had four hundred taels of taels at once, the people in the yard were shocked again, and then they praised Zhao Guanhou as the young master of heaven and unparalleled on the ground. When everyone got the money, they went happily, and Jiang Fengzhi pouted his mouth and Lao Gao.

"You are a prodigal son, four hundred taels of silver, and they will be dispersed. What kind of good people are they? They are all snobs. Seeing that you have the power, they come to curry favor with you. I don't know how much bad things you say behind your back. And when Sister Han Zhi didn't pass by, they said even more bad things. Besides, these people are bottomless pits and can't fill them up. There is nothing else these days, and they always come to borrow money, and they are so annoyed."

"It's good to borrow money, so that you two can't panic. Actually, have you never thought about putting a mark? With so much money in your hands, Hou Xing can help you get your debts. If you put a mark, even ghosts will soon be gone."

Su Hanzhi smiled, "They are looking forward to us putting their marks. Then they will put their daughter over and give my Guanhou the second wife. These days, Aunt Liu and Aunt Wang have all told me secretly that I will find a small person for you and tie your heart to you. They say that their daughter is my own family and will not fight with me. They are all neighbors, so why are they so embarrassed to ask for interest? Those who live here are all miserable people. If you can help a little, just help a little."

Jiang Fengzhi spat, "That's just that you are soft-hearted. They can't help you, but they treat you as the God of Wealth. If you want me to tell me, don't even care about it, and let her go. Look at the four hundred taels, maybe when they will come again."
Chapter completed!