This page of paper is the best rice paper.

There are six big words in Taitou’s book: the Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Ceremony.

The organizer is Xinyue Teahouse, and the main program is the full version of "The Female Prince Consort". The open spaces under the stage and the private rooms on the river will be charged a fee for elegant seats, and the open spaces on the other side of the river will be allowed to be watched by the people of the deserted country for free.

Jiang Zheng is very clear about the popularity of "The Female Prince Consort" in Kyoto in recent days. Every night, the other side of the river of Xinyue Tea House is full, just waiting for the half-hour drama that lasted for that time. In just a few days, several accidents of people from the deserted country falling into the river have occurred.

The only drawback is that to this day, "The Female Prince Consort" has only been released for half.

Feng Suzhen wanted to save Li Rong for seven days, but she had not left her home for a long time.

It can be foreseen that no matter how much the Mid-Autumn Festival moon ceremony can be sold, the other side of the river will definitely be full.

Of course, Jiang Zheng was not interested in this at all.

He didn't care at all how much money Zhao Hao could make.

What he cares about is the ending words on the lower left side of the rice paper.

I hope people will last forever!

Let’s share the beauty of the moon together from thousands of miles away!

Ah this...

This poem is obviously of the level of famous works throughout the ages.

Although there is only one sentence, Jiang Zheng could see the clue at a glance.

Just before this poem, there are very faint traces of smudge, just like a complete lyric, the ink marks in front are diluted, leaving only this sentence.

Is this lyrics not enough to fight against the literary world of the Four Kingdoms?

"Good boy!"

"Good boy!"

Jiang Zheng was happy and looked at the black-faced man's shoulder with every praise.

The black-faced man was still sulking at first.

But looking at the happy expression of Huang Er Dad, every time he was photographed, the resentment in his heart dissipated a little. He was happy after being photographed in a few seconds and laughed.

"The second father of the emperor..."

Jiang Zheng raised his eyebrows: "What are you calling me?"

The black-faced man quickly changed his words: "In-law! In-law, you are also a fan of "The Female Prince Consort"?"

"fan?"

Jiang Zheng was stunned for a moment: "What are fans?"

The black-faced man explained: "It means that you also like "The Female Prince Consort". I thought you hadn't watched it before. When did you go to a private visit?"

Fans of the female princess, you can think of it!

Jiang Zheng felt that following the idea of ​​this black-faced man, he might not be able to explain the key points all day and night, so he said bluntly: "I praise your Haoer, but it is not "The Female Prince Consort"!"

The black-faced man asked in confusion: "I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon together from thousands of miles away? What does it mean?"

Jiang Zheng scolded: "I usually ask you to read more books. If you don't, you insist on going to herd cattle! What does it mean, guess yourself!"

"moon……"

The black-faced man looked solemn: "I don't know what this word means, but it's all next to the word "female". It should be a woman's name. Is it possible that there is a brothel girl named Chanjuan in every place, and even though I'm thousands of miles apart, I'm sleepy with Chanjuan."

“???”

The muscles on Jiang Zheng's face were a little stiff: "What about the previous sentence?"

The black-faced man still analyzed carefully: "I hope people will last for a long time. This sentence is easy to understand, but the meaning is a bit inconsistent with the next sentence... I understand! This 'long-term' is a pun. My wife just told me a few days ago. This is a profound technique! It is worthy of being Hao'er, Fengyue Shi is simply invincible!"

Jiang Zheng: "????"

The black-faced man said excitedly: "In-law, how did I analyze it?"

Jiang Zheng took several deep breaths, but finally he resisted not slapping the black-faced man, but waved his hand powerlessly: "Not bad, not bad! Go home and tell your father not to pretend to be sick. Zhao Hao is really calm!"

"Oh! OK!"

The black-faced man left the Ganqing Palace happily, thinking that although he was frustrated to hide at home these days, he had read several books with his wife, and his literary literacy was rising!

Otherwise, the profound meaning of this poem may not be seen.

After the black-faced man left, Jiang Zheng's expression gradually became playful.

He looked at Eunuch Cao: "Big Man, what do you think?"

Eunuch Cao hurriedly bowed: "Your Majesty! Zhao Hao is indeed outstanding in poetry. This time he should be able to show the glory of our literary world in the wild country!"

Jiang Zheng asked again: "What? What else?"

Eunuch Cao looked puzzled: "There is any other meaning? I don't know..."

Jiang Zheng laughed and scolded: "You old dog! Why are you becoming more and more timid as you live? Forget it, please inform us and pay close attention to the every move of Zhenguo Mansion and Xinyue Teahouse. I want to see what this dog is doing. What is the purpose of so calm this time!"

"yes!"

Eunuch Cao bowed quickly, but he was confused.

There is no doubt that "The Female Prince Consort" is an existence that is extremely popular among the people of the deserted country.

And this sentence "I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles away" is something that can make literati crazy, especially in the past few days when literati from the four countries show off their power, and both the people and the literati in the deserted country are full of anger.

It can be said that this Mid-Autumn Festival full moon ceremony will definitely make money.

But Zhao Hao tried his best to make money just to make money?

This kid has no serious skills, and he is more ill-gotten than anyone else!

...

Xinyue Teahouse is still closed during the day.

Zhao Hao was at home for several days, and finally came out and was in a very happy mood.

Nowadays, except for the Dragon and Phoenix Chicken in the teahouse, there are all people from the Yue class, and there is no one outsider.

Zhao Hao took out a thick book from his arms and threw it heavily in front of Xu Lingyun: "Master Xu! The playbook I promised to give you is called "The West Chamber", you can take a good look!"

"So fast!"

Xu Lingyun was a little surprised and quickly looked through it. The more she looked, the brighter she became, and she kept sighing, "Teacher Zhao is a talented man"!

Before she could read a few pages, she couldn't control herself and took several backbones of the Qingyue Class aside to discuss the script.

Zhao Hao: "..."

It's really a silly maniac. I'm planning to wait for you to watch it for a while before I'm pretending to be with you!

However, seeing the discussions among several backbones are getting hot, I no longer disturbed them.

At this time, Meng Longtang said: "Don't worry, Brother Ritian, I watched the second half of their rehearsal, it was no worse than the first half. It would be impossible for a mistake during the Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Ceremony!"

Zhou Jiufeng echoed: "Yes! Don't worry, if something goes wrong, you twist our brothers' heads off and kick them as a ball!"

Zhao Hao smiled. With Xu Lingyun, the play of Qingyue Class is a silly drama, and it doesn't look like it's easy to make a mistake no matter how you look.

But the other side.

He asked, "Let the drama be aside and let's talk about how the publicity is?"

Meng Longtang smiled proudly: "Brother Ritian, don't worry, all your publicity has been in place. As long as you nod, everything can continue to be promoted!"

Zhou Jiufeng said in confusion: "Why don't you advance now?"
Chapter completed!