Chang Zaiyin walked up to the father and son and said: "This singing can be heard for ten miles. The descendants of Mr. Guan can sing really well... My boss, why not invite them to join the troupe and sing on the stage together in the future? I think they will become famous actors."
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When the Guan family father and son heard this, they immediately felt proud.
Zhu Hao smiled and said: "Since you are a descendant of Mr. Guan, it seems that I will arrange more plays for Mr. Guan in the future. When you shine your voice on the stage, it is like a golden horse and an iron horse, like thousands of troops rushing towards you.
, I think the audience will be excited on the spot..."
Seeing Zhu Hao praising the Guan family and his son so much, Leader Long next to him asked enthusiastically: "I wonder where the play about Mr. Guan came from?"
Obviously, the leader Long wanted to learn more opera from Zhu Hao, and he found that this was the fundamental reason why he could win the favor of a big opera troupe like Changyun Troupe.
Now that the two troupes are still together, they should learn more of Zhu Hao's abilities.
When Zhu Hao saw that the Guan family and his son were feeling elated and happy, he immediately replied with a straight face: "Go to Maicheng!"
The smiles on the faces of the Guan family and his son instantly disappeared, and the young man directly raised his sword and chopped it on the ground, shouting: "You..."
People in the theater troupe around him could hear the disrespect in Zhu Hao's words.
He had previously praised the abilities of the Guan family and his son, but suddenly he mentioned Zaomaicheng. The man named Guan claimed to be a descendant of Guan Yuncheng. How could he bear such an insult?
The scene was instantly quiet!
"Why, isn't the show in Zumaicheng bad?"
Zhu Hao didn't seem to understand what this play meant to Guan Yu, and his tone became cold, "Little brother, look at your posture, are you going to hit someone? The stage is not a battlefield. The battlefield is about a hundred battles without danger, but a general can lead an army and win every battle."
Ninety-nine, if you lose for a while, it will be a disaster."
Leader Long had a mocking look on his face: "My boss is right, Mr. Guan will eventually have time to leave Maicheng!"
Guan's father's face was stern, but he did not utter a word to refute.
Zhu Haodao: "The opera troupe pays attention to favors and humiliations. If I write to you about riding alone for thousands of miles, fighting in Changsha, and flooding seven armies, you will sing a great song. If I write about "Zou Maicheng" and then give up, then I will recruit you.
What is the use of you? When a theater troupe sings operas, it is the operas that challenge the people, not the people who choose the operas."
Surrounded by children from the Liyuan Theater, when Zhu Hao mentioned that "the play chooses the person, not the person who chooses the play", everyone was deeply touched. It has always been the troupe that lets you sing whatever you want. Do you still have the right to choose?
Guan's father had an annoyed look on his face, feeling that Zhu Hao was deliberately making things difficult, but after hearing these words, he handed the long knife to his son, cupped his fists and saluted: "Young master is right. I have been so dismissive of you before. It seems that you are worthy."
I hope you can take me in so that my father and I can earn a living in your troupe."
"father……"
The son was not happy.
It was clear that his father and son had been insulted, but he still had to humble himself and beg others to take him in. This was obviously not in line with what his father usually taught him, and he was very unwilling to do so.
When Zhu Hao saw that the little guy was in a mood and Guan's father had admitted his mistake, he naturally couldn't make the situation too tense and instead smiled heartily: "Of course, a play like Zou Maicheng is good, it is thought-provoking and has a profound meaning, but
The audience may not buy it...
"The common people admire Mr. Guan Er for his unparalleled loyalty and loyalty. Who wants to see a great hero in trouble? We have to consider the market when we write plays! Therefore, the play of Mr. Guan should start with a drama like Flooding the Seventh Army that attracts the audience to buy tickets.
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As soon as these words came out, even some people in the troupe who were usually contemptuous of Zhu Hao couldn't help but take a breath.
Regarding feelings, you said before that you were going to make up a "walking through the city" scene. Were you just testing the Guan family and his son to see if they could tolerate being flattered or humiliated?
Rather than really asking the troupe to sing this play!
Is your mentality really that of an eight-year-old child?
Simply a genius!
"Okay, let's go inside and discuss the details of the cooperation in detail... Master Long, you go back to practice, and it will be up to you to show off your skills on the next stage!"
Zhu Hao sent out an invitation, and this time the Guan family and his son would no longer think about leaving with Ban Leader Long.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhu Hao is the backbone. As for Leader Long... he is probably influenced by Zhu Hao. With such a small-minded mentality that cannot tolerate others, who would follow him?
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Zhu Hao called the Guan family and his son into the room.
Asked for the name first.
The father's name is Guan Dezhao and the son's name is Guan Jing.
"...My ancestors were originally from the Yulin Guards, and were later classified as garrison troops. It was passed down to my generation that the Tatars sometimes knocked on the border, and the farm fields were repeatedly plundered. There was no harvest for several years, so I made a living by singing in the army.
The year before last, the Tatars destroyed Wubao and lost all their relatives, so they fled all the way south, and father and son depended on each other to find a way out."
Guan Dezhao gave a rough summary of his background, which was basically a true portrayal of the northwest frontier for more than half a century after the Tumubao Incident.
Before the Tumubao Incident, the ground in the northwest was not peaceful, but the Ming Dynasty was a sovereign state, and the barbarians were subservient, so the border people could at least have a stable life. With the rise of the grassland tribes during the Chenghua and Hongzhi years, Dayan Khan unified all Mongolian tribes
, the northwest border was full of wars, and the border people worked hard but had nothing to do. Their livelihoods were gradually cut off, and they had no choice but to flee. It was also due to the dereliction of the northwest merchant villages and the desolation of the land after the reform of the Hongzhi period.
The Guan family father and son were once military households, and later became villagers. When their land was gone, they went to work in the army singing operas to support their families. As a result, the garrison castle was breached, and his wife and parents were probably killed in the Tatar massacre, so the father and son came to the south.
Seeking life...
Zhu Haodao: "I need to explain our situation to you clearly beforehand. We are originally a theater troupe from Changshou County, Anlu, Huguang. This time we are just invited by Prince Ning's Mansion to come to Nanchang, Jiangxi to perform in a singing hall... we will perform for a period of time, and we will come back later.
We have to go back to Anlu."
Guan Dezhao nodded: "Wherever the master goes, my father and son will go."
When Chang Zaiyin heard that the other party planned to follow the troupe for a long time, he smiled and said: "My boss, I see that both officials of the Guan family are good at singing martial arts. I need your guidance in the future. Their future is limitless."
Zhu Hao said: "Manager Yu, if there are two more people in the troupe, won't this courtyard be enough to live in?"
"this……"
Yu San thought for a while, the space was not enough in the first place, and adding two people would certainly make it more crowded, so he nodded immediately.
Zhu Hao smiled and said: "We come to Nanchang to sing and sing. We are already very tired from training and performing every day. How can we treat everyone less in terms of rest? Let's rent a yard from the surrounding area, separate the men and women in the troupe, and mix.
It’s always inconvenient to live together... I’ll put the matter into practice today.”
"Okay."
Since you don’t have to pay for it yourself, Yu San is naturally happy to accept it.
Zhu Hao stood up and walked out while explaining: "You two tell Manager Chang that you won't have to come out to sing for the time being. Your salary will be calculated at five silver coins per month. When you officially go on stage... you must be a blockbuster. This
Take the scattered silver back first and move your belongings here."
Guan Dezhao was not a pedantic person, so he accepted the "luck" that Zhu Hao had promised before, and immediately took his son to move and officially join the theater troupe.
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Several people walked out of the yard together.
Guan Dezhao asked in confusion: "My boss doesn't live here on weekdays?"
Yu San introduced: "Don't underestimate our boss. He wrote all the plays for our troupe. Our boss didn't do this business originally. He bought a troupe just for fun. He has serious business to do... Our little boss
But being wealthy..."
Guan Dezhao looked at Zhu Hao again, his face full of surprise.
Zhu Hao was not well-dressed and looked ordinary. How could he be a rich man?
But Zhu Hao's abilities...are really not like what a child can possess.
"I've learned a lot from you."
Guan Dezhao had to submit.
Zhu Hao's previous experience of observing people had no effect at all. Even the people around Zhu Hao looked enigmatic, which made him doubt his life several times.
Several people walked along the river together.
Zhu Hao showed the innocence that a child should have and asked: "Dad Guan, from now on we can all sing together and there will be no barriers between us... Seeing how good your stage skills are, do you want to practice martial arts since childhood?"
Guan Dezhao looked at his son, shook his head and sighed: "It's just a flower stand, not on the table."
Zhu Hao smiled and said: "Practicing martial arts is one thing, singing is another. I think Guan Jing also has a foundation in kung fu. It would be good to take a martial arts exam in the future..."
"OK."
Guan Dezhao touched his son's head and shook his head with a wry smile. It seemed that he was very pragmatic.
I can barely eat anymore...
Still want your son to succeed?
If you are powerless, don’t daydream!
Guan Jing on the side looked at Zhu Hao with a slightly hostile look. He was probably still angry at the new owner and mentioned Guan Yu's visit to Maicheng to amuse his father and son.
Self-esteem is causing trouble!
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Zhu Hao said goodbye to his father and son at the street corner and watched each other leave.
Yu San wanted to follow him, fearing that Guan Dezhao and his son would take the "signing fee" and run away, but Zhu Hao stopped him and told him to rent the yard as soon as possible.
Seeing how much Zhu Hao trusted the Guan family and his son, Yu San said nothing.
When Zhu Hao came back the next day, the Guan family and his son had already settled down.
The female family members all moved to the newly rented courtyard in the back alley. The Guan family and his son officially became members of the theater troupe, and were now moving around with Chang Zaiyin.
"Master!"
Guan De summoned Zhu Hao and nodded in greeting. Zhu Hao responded with a smile and watched the father and son carrying the large wooden box toward the back alley.
Yu San ran over and looked at Zhu Hao with a smile, waiting for praise from his employer as if he was taking credit.
Zhu Hao said: "Little Third Brother, today the theater troupe will be taken care of by Lao Chang and Master Long. Our family is going to visit various scenic spots in Nanchang City. You can lead them to help and act as guards."
Yu San asked curiously: "Nanchang is such a big city and I am unfamiliar with the place. Is it dangerous to go out for fun?"
Zhu Hao said with a smile: "Why don't I ask you to bring a guard? In the first month of Nanchang City, many shops are not open for business. After a busy year, people rarely have leisure, and they all like to get together to join in the fun. People on the street say that East Lake and
Baihuazhou is prosperous. Since you are here once, wouldn’t it be a pity not to go and see it? I just want to visit an old friend, so I stopped by to have a look."
Yu San nodded in agreement.
But I was very strange. Didn't I mention that I was looking for Tang Yin before, and that he was working as a staff member in Prince Ning's Mansion? Why should I go to East Lake and Baihuazhou to look for him?
"I heard that there is a Xinghua Tower in East Lake. It seems to have been built by Prince Ning for Concubine Lou. I think it is very lively. There should be more famous people in the city there, right? Hey... Little Third Brother, what do you want to say?"
Zhu Hao turned his head and saw Yu San stopped talking.
Yu Sandao: "Brother Hao, the previous owner of Shunqing Troupe came to ask for a meeting. He said that he must meet our owner and that the troupes need to communicate more... We can learn from each other's strengths... Could you please meet me first?
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Zhu Hao smiled when he heard this. He was embarrassed to say that I took the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought, but the shortcomings cannot be made up by a few Southern Opera troupes.
"We won't talk about the theater troupe today. If anyone comes to visit us in the future, just say that you are the boss and send them away... In the Liyuan industry, the more people you know, the better. Most people are worried about the plays we put on.