Theater troupe?

Theater troupe!

Zhao Hao smacked his lips. In fact, opera had already appeared in the era of the Han Dynasty, but it had always been a niche entertainment method. Especially after the collapse of the Han Dynasty, it could only survive in the cracks.

At least as far as Gu Zhaohao knows, in the five countries of the Central Plains, the main forms of entertainment for the people are still insects, fish, flowers, birds, and gambling, without any substantial content. The part related to literature is almost occupied by storytellers.

Although there are singers in brothels, they have nothing to do with ordinary people.

On the contrary, in a barren country with poor culture, there is still some room for opera and storytelling to compete.

It is reasonable for the troupe to move from Qi to Huang.

It's definitely not a bad idea to make Wolongfengchu miss him.

After all, although these two brothers are not good at anything, they have been with me for a long time and their aesthetic skills are still good.

Go take a look, you might find something unexpected.

"Just wait a moment!"

Zhao Hao shouted on the street: "Lao Yang, Luoshui! We are going to listen to a play in the south of the city. That place is very desolate, and you can't hide it. Let's go and listen together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure floated down from nowhere. It was Lao Yang with a dull expression.

Since he is Zhao Hao's personal bodyguard, of course he must be by Zhao Hao's side at all times, especially the parade of nearly ten thousand people just now, which is most suitable for people with evil intentions to fish in troubled waters.

But Zhao Hao didn't panic at all, because he knew that Lao Yang must be among the crowd, and no matter who attacked him, he would be able to save him immediately.

Lao Yang bowed slightly: "Young Master!"

Zhao Hao glanced at him: "Lao Yang, why haven't you shown up these days? Why are you there?"

Lao Yang said in a muffled voice: "Recuperate!"

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment. Is there anyone in this world who can hurt Lao Yang?

He couldn't help but ask: "Who hit you?"

Lao Yang said honestly: "Old Master!"

Zhao Hao asked doubtfully: "Why did my grandfather hit you? Is the injury serious?"

Lao Yang gritted his teeth and said: "Seven ribs were broken. If it weren't for my deep inner strength, I would be disabled! I don't know who told the story about me sneaking into the Zhongcui Palace with the young master. Don't let me know, or I'll beat him to death!"

"

"..."

Zhao Hao was silent and hesitated for a while before saying: "If I guessed correctly, I should have been overheard. Lao Yang, if you feel uncomfortable, just punch me."

Lao Yang looked stern: "It's just a disability, it's not worth mentioning. From now on, Master, please don't say such outlandish things!"

Meng Longtang and Zhou Jiufeng looked at each other, and both saw the sense of crisis in the other's eyes.

Ah this...

This old Yang will probably be a powerful enemy in the future!

Zhao Hao was a little touched by the lick: "Let's do it! If you have any wishes that you can't fulfill, just tell me and I will help you as long as I can do it!"

"My wish is just a piece of cake for you."

"oh?"

Lao Yang scratched his head and smiled honestly: "I want to go into the inner courtyard of Fengwu Garden and take a look!"

After saying this, he looked at Zhao Hao cautiously. After all, the first and second-class maids in the inner courtyard all agreed to warm the young master's bed in the future.

Seeing Zhao Hao's unkind eyes, he immediately said righteously: "Master, don't think too much, those are my mistresses, how can I have any undue thoughts about my mother?"

Meng Longtang: "..."

Zhou Jiufeng: "..."

Good guy!

This is so lickable!

Zhao Hao said speechlessly: "Then what do you want to do when you enter the inner courtyard of Fengwu Garden?"

Lao Yang said seriously: "I heard that Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju are quadruplets. I have no other ideas. I just want to see what my quadruplets' mistress looks like. I have never seen quadruplets in my life.

."

Zhao Hao: "..."

Meng Longtang: "..."

Zhou Jiufeng: "..."

Zhao Hao's mouth twitched again and again, thinking that this old guy was really shameless.

At such an age, you catch a thirteen-year-old girl and call her your mistress?

But this request is normal. After all, the elderly like to watch the fun. The last time he went hiking, Lao Yang saw that the monkeys couldn't even walk, let alone the quadruplets?

"Let's talk about it when we have time!"

Zhao Hao did not agree to him immediately: "Where is Luo Shui?"

Lao Yang pointed to a certain eaves not far away: "Where is Mistress Luoshui!"

Zhao Hao looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough he saw a little girl in maroon clothes standing quietly holding a sword, looking like an autistic girl.

He couldn't help but sigh, looked at Lao Yang and said: "Others can call her mistress, but forget it Luo Shui! You see she doesn't take the initiative at all, when will she be able to pretend to be a mistress? Let's go, leave her alone.

Go listen to the show!"

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the carriage from the Zhenguo Mansion arrived, carrying the four people and heading south of the city.

The autistic heroine in maroon clothes was floating on the eaves like a leaf, following the carriage not far or near.

After a while, the carriage arrived at the south of the city.

In fact, the city center of Kyoto, a desert country, is more prosperous, but away from the center, it becomes a lot more desolate. Most of the people living there are refugees who escaped from the border of Huang Wei some time ago.

The troupe was in a dilapidated small building, but the business was good, the lights were bright, and it was very lively.

Zhao Hao raised his eyebrows, it seemed that this troupe had something to offer.

"Be low-key and focus on listening to the show!"

Zhao Hao gave instructions, walked in, and found a place to sit down.

He wanted to examine the strength of this troupe. If they were qualified, they might be of great use to him.

Seeing that he was so low-key, Meng Longtang and Zhou Jiufeng were a little uncomfortable, but seeing that Lao Yang had already sat next to Zhao Hao, they also sat down obediently.

After all, we had led all the pleasure seekers in Kyoto on a parade for dozens of miles, and everyone was a little tired.

Zhao Hao casually called a maid: "Why is there no one on your stage?"

The maid poured tea for everyone and said with a smile: "We have just finished one show here. Please wait a moment, the next one will start soon!"

"Oh I got it!"

Zhao Hao smiled and threw a small silver ingot casually, just like an ordinary dandy, not too much, not too little, not particularly high-profile.

The maid smiled and thanked her, and left slowly.

During the interval between the two performances, the stage was empty, but the audience was busy bragging.

Everyone was in high spirits, as if they were discussing the plot of the previous scene.

Zhao Hao leaned on the chair, half-squinting his eyes and preparing to listen, but he didn't expect...

"Real or false! That dude from the Zhao family is so arrogant that he dares to lead tens of thousands of people in a parade?"

"It doesn't matter if he has a brain disease, why do the people also suffer from a brain disease like him?"

"That's wrong! I hope you didn't hear the slogans they shouted!"

"Oh? Tell me!"

"Da Huang Ri Tian, ​​boundless literary talent, astonishing talent, crushing the Central Plains!"

"Arrogant! Too arrogant!"

"You're just a dandy. He's only written a few poems, but he dares not to take the Five Kingdoms of the Central Plains seriously. He really doesn't know how much he's worth!"

"Is this deceiving me that there is no one in Qi?"

"Brother Fu Gui! Not only you, the Qi people, can't stand it, but we, the Huang country people, can't stand it either!"

"Yes! Zhao Hao really has no shame at all. By doing this kind of thing, where does he endanger the friendship between the two countries?"

"Dahuang Wenquxing? Bah!"

Good guy! Can you eat melon at your own home?

Where is the theater here?

This is obviously Zhao Hao’s black fan support club!

Zhao Hao looked up and smiled immediately.

Yo ho!

They are all acquaintances.

The great talent of Qi State——Pay your dues!

The third and fourth sons of Prime Minister Xun - Xunshan Xunsi.

There are also a number of civil servants from the Huang Kingdom and talents from the Qi Kingdom.

How much hatred?

Form a group to hack me?
Chapter completed!