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Chapter 160 Self-inflicted humiliation

When the show was about to start, Tang Yin had dinner early and took Zhu Hao out.

Jing Zhongkuan hurried forward to greet him, with a big bow that almost broke his waist, and his tone was extremely complimentary: "I've met Mr. Lu in Jing Zhongkuan... I'm really lucky to have met him today.

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Tang Yin was at a loss as to what to do with such a generous gift from the other party.

Thinking that he had told his true identity and the other party was a local official, and he encountered all kinds of injustices in the officialdom, he quickly went to help him: "The magistrate of Jing is too polite, just call him by his first name."

Jing Zhongkuan looked flattered and said: "Brother Bohu is so approachable, it puts me to shame. Why don't you just call me by your name? I, Zhongkuan, am from Jiangling, Jingzhou Prefecture..."

As soon as the two parties came together, they were "open and honest", as if they were old friends whom they had not seen for many years.

"Students have seen Jingzhi County."

Zhu Hao stepped forward and saluted Jing Zhongkuan.

Jing Zhongkuan looked at Zhu Hao with surprise on his face: "Isn't this Zhu Hao? I often hear my Hong'er mention that you are smart and have inherited Brother Bohu's talents...Brother Bohu may not know, Zhu Hao

My father was a loyal general who guarded hundreds of households in royal robes and fought against rebellion. After becoming a loyal and good man, I never thought that today would be such a gathering of... famous families!"

This sounds weird.

Coupled with Shangjing Zhongkuan's overly enthusiastic smile, it makes people think that wearing this high hat is a bit too much, right?

Gathering of famous families?

Is the Jing family considered a famous family? Tang Yin was only good at poetry and painting, so forget about his background. As for Zhu Hao... In short, Jing Zhongkuan tried his best to compliment him.

That's not all, Jing Zhongkuan continued: "No wonder the palace has abandoned even talented people like Sui Jiaoxi. It turns out that after the year, they will invite great talents like Brother Bohu to the palace, and my son will also be honored.

Now, if he goes out and says that he is Tang Bohu’s disciple, it will also be regarded as a favor for me, Jing..."

That's true.

Tang Yin's disciples can indeed increase their social status, but depending on which aspect, ordinary people may agree, but high-ranking officials... is it very honorable to study with a juren who has bad records?

"Let's go, I'll invite Brother Bohu to a banquet." Jing Zhongkuan forgot what he was here for, and directly invited Tang Yin to have a drink and a banquet.

Tang Yin said: "Didn't you just drink at noon today? Why not go to the theater together..."

The other party was so enthusiastic, Tang Yin was a little embarrassed, thinking that even if Jing Zhongkuan was polite at the lunch banquet, he would never be as polite as he was.

"Then...I will help Brother Bohu carry the sedan chair..."

Jing Zhongkuan was fully prepared and actually brought a sedan chair.

Zhu Hao reminded with a smile: "It's just a few steps away, in the open space in front of the west gate of the palace, just across the street."

Jing Zhongkuan said: "Then let me lead the way. Hong'er, you can just follow behind and go with your classmates."





The group walked towards the theater on the west side of the palace.

Jing Zhongkuan came in casual clothes this time. He did not wear official uniforms, and he also did not bring any county officials. He was surrounded by domestic servants. As for the sedan chair, it was hired from outside. This shows that Jing Zhongkuan understands the rules and knows Tang Yin's

His identity cannot be revealed easily, but he must show respect for his son's teacher's privacy no matter what, so that he can get closer to Tang Yin.

"Jinghong, didn't your father complain that you didn't tell your family about Mr. Lu's true identity in advance?" Zhu Hao and Jinghong fell behind and couldn't help but ask.

At this time, Jing Zhongkuan was fulfilling his "friendship as a landlord" and telling Tang Yin about the customs and customs of Anlu, completely forgetting that he was also a foreigner himself.

Jinghong said: "I didn't say anything. I also told me to keep my promise and keep my word. I promised the palace to keep secrets strictly, so I must not break my promise."

Zhu Hao couldn't help but think about it.

Will Jinghong tell his family in advance that this is just a pretense? Seeing Jing Zhongkuan's extreme performance, it is too exaggerated... but maybe this is Jing Zhongkuan's original character?

After getting along with each other for more than half a year, Jinghong was quite sincere and expected that he did not disclose it in advance.

If this is the case, Jing Zhongkuan is not an unreasonable father. At least he is quite decent in teaching his son.

I’m just afraid of what will happen later...

"Zhu Hao, is it Guan Gong's play today? Did you write it? Or was it written by Mr. Lu?" Jinghong was in a good mood to have the opportunity to listen to the play with his father and teacher this time.

He knew that he was the link between his father and Tang Yin. After all, one was his father and the other was his husband. Because of this, he had the opportunity to come together hand in hand. Such opportunities were rare.

From now on, if Jing Zhongkuan wants to interact with Tang Yin again, he will no longer need him to be a light bulb. After finally following his parents to the theater, he must first check with the theater troupe's boss, his classmate Zhu Hao.

Zhu Hao smiled and nodded: "I wrote it. You will know after you read it later."





Because Jing Zhongkuan did not come as an official, and Tang Yin's identity could not be publicized, the attic rooms on both sides of the stage were still arranged.

Jing Zhongkuan and Tang Yin were sitting at the window, with tea on the coffee table next to them.

Zhu Hao and Jinghong stood on both sides, looking towards the stage with interest.

"When I came to Anlu and took office, I never thought that the local education would be so good. Look below, so many people gathered, but in order... This is the result of King Xing's ability to educate the people."

Jing Zhongkuan likes to compliment people at first glance, and the rainbow fart naturally fell on Zhu Youqi... Who knows that Tang Yin is also a member of the palace, and he might bring his words to Prince Xing at some point?

If indirect flattery can be slapped, that's called cleverness. If it doesn't click once, you can slap it several times, and there will always be a sound.

The show is about to begin.

The red-faced Guan Dezhao won a lot of applause as soon as he appeared.

Although the story of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms was already well-known to every household in the Ming Dynasty, the detailed process of a certain war was often mentioned in the book. In addition, the illiteracy rate in the Ming Dynasty was too high. When watching this new drama without a subtitle, many people just

It’s a lively picture.

Even the people on the stage may not know what they are singing.

But just listening to the singing, especially Guan Dezhao's high-pitched and penetrating voice, is enough to make those viewers who bought standing tickets and live far away feel that the tickets are worth it.

It would be difficult for someone else to sing the song to achieve this effect.

Jing Zhongkuan was not in the mood to listen to the opera. As his son said, he didn't like opera. He found it boring to have a few people babbling on the stage and only focused on chatting with Tang Yin.

On the contrary, Tang Yin's mind was entirely on the stage. He was not interested in the play itself, but he knew that the play was written by Zhu Hao, and he also wondered whether Zhu Hao might be Wang Shouren's disciple. In this way, could this play be written by Wang Shouren?

Write? Then you have to listen carefully to see what is being sung.

It doesn't matter if you listen to it. From the content of the play to the singing, the things contained in it are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

While he was half-fascinated, there was a mosquito buzzing next to him. He could only deal with it casually without taking it seriously.

Halfway through the play.

There were two duels between Lao Huang Zhong and Guan Yunchang.

Old Huang Zhong is played by Chang Zaiyin. This is also the first time he has appeared on stage as a military commander. Zhu Hao deliberately weakened Huang Zhong's role in this play so that Chang Zaiyin, who is average in skill, can handle it easily. .

Zhu Hao has been waiting for the troublemaker Zhu Yanling to arrive, but he has yet to see anyone.

Could it be that my cousin is just a talkative king? When it comes to actual actions, he wilts?

That's not right! He came here to cause trouble at noon. Looking at his dazed and arrogant look, with so many people present, how could he not come to cause trouble and make his presence felt?

Just when Zhu Hao was thinking about something, the troupe leader Yu San brought some melon and fruit snacks.

"Both of you are distinguished guests of our little boss, and we specially brought you food." Yu San now looks like a human being, and his contacts with people in the government are not false at all.

Jing Zhongkuan looked at Zhu Hao with a smile and said, "Zhu Hao is quite good at doing business."

Apparently, Jinghong had already told Zhu Hao's family about managing the theater troupe. When Zhu Hao turned around to look at Jinghong, Jinghong averted his eyes with a guilty conscience.





The show is about to come to an end.

Just when everyone was still unfinished and hoped that the play could be performed for a while longer so that the tickets would be worth the money, the troublemaker finally arrived.

This time they came in groups.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, a large group of people took sticks and smashed open the stage. Tables, chairs and benches were overturned all over the floor. It was almost like a riot in the sky.

"As long as I'm here from now on, no one will want to do business here."

The leader of this group of people was Zhu Yanling. He was very arrogant and jumped directly onto the stage with a loud voice.

Zhu Hao thought to himself: "Is this because the Zhu family knew that I was in charge of the theater troupe and thought it was my mother's property, so they sent this guy to cause trouble? If it was just because they didn't buy theater tickets, they wouldn't be so aggressive, right? Just open your mouth. Is it really okay to not let others do business in front of the county magistrate?"

When Zhu Yanling jumped onto the stage, the audience didn't know what was happening. Many people stood on tiptoes to look at it.

Guan Dezhao on the stage did not stop his acting, but still sang loudly, with a powerful and sonorous voice!

Zhu Yanling yelled arrogantly at the people below, and found that there was an ignorant person behind him who was still singing opera without stopping. He suddenly felt very embarrassed, took the stick from his subordinate, and went up to greet Guan Dezhao.

"Wow yeah yeah..."

Guan Dezhao suddenly shouted loudly, as if it was a transition scene, but when Zhu Yanling was about to rush in front of him, he just dodged to the side slightly and dodged the stick that Zhu Yanling had smashed down.

Then he raised his feet and kicked...

Zhu Yanling rushed forward so hard that he didn't expect that the guy in front of him, who was wearing a large costume and looked extremely bulky, could easily dodge. His momentum followed the force of Guan Dezhao's kick, and he was kicked off the stage.

"Plop!"

Zhu Yanling jumped off the stage with his head forward and fell like a dog.


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