Li Guo Tower and Wang Wu hurriedly turned around and arranged for more than 200 people to sit in rows in Qiankun Tower. It was noisy. At this time, Lu Haikong, Xing Yunfeng, Ai Hai and others came. There were more than a dozen of them talking.
Head, each person sits on one
Standing next to the table, he glanced at everyone with a sullen expression as if he were a yamen officer examining a case, and scolded a few people who jumped up and down to say hello. The scene immediately changed. The entire Qiankun Building was quiet and no longer as noisy as a teahouse.
Yao Cuo said loudly: "Wang Wu, I will first arrange some people to be the instructors of these bastards and train them according to the military system. You must also do a good job. This is the first celebration of the militia, and no one has
If you encounter this kind of thing, I won't tell you if you are a little messy. When we get together next time, I want to see a disciplined and dignified militia. If you are too lax, I will take action on you first."
Wang Wu was already sweating profusely. He didn't dare to wipe the sweat flowing down his face. He stood still and said, "It's sir."
Li Guolou calmed down and began to feel better. These martial artists were pretty good. They had been beaten by their masters when they practiced kung fu in the past. They knew some rules and could at least straighten their backs when sitting on a chair.
Wang Wu's senior brother was also very helpful and kept maintaining order. Among those who sneaked in to eat the Overlord meal, five people were identified. Originally, Wang Wu's senior brother Wu Jinshui wanted to drive these five people away, but they were
Yao Cuo stopped him and arranged the five people at a table in a corner so that they could have a meal on the table.
Li Guolou was a little dissatisfied and asked: "Captain Yao, why don't you let them get out?"
Yao Cuo sighed and said: "Deputy Captain Li, those people are all Manchus. If there is a master above, wouldn't I not give them the master's face?" He then said: "Wang Wu, wait until the banquet is over and give it to those five."
Everyone is happy with thirty Wen, so they won't cause trouble. Do you understand this is a rule?"
Li Guolou muttered: "Why are the Bazi tribesmen like this?"
Yao Cuo said in a low voice: "You think I really took the 70 people's quota, but in fact at least half of them are disciples of the Eight Banners who don't come to the Yamen as errands. They receive a monthly salary, and they only receive pay and do not work here."
There are thirty-seven people. In the future, as the militia develops, the Ministry of Internal Affairs will come to block people. In the capital, the Ministry of Internal Affairs is the most shameless."
Wang Wu nodded and said: "Deputy Li, it's like this. Fortunately, that Bazi is quite capable and has not degenerated to the point of eating his ancestors. Otherwise, I would have to support his entire family."
Li Guolou glanced at Ai Hai, who was sitting in the distance. The children of the Eight Banners had become too much to bear. Some were still enterprising and could support themselves. Some were just like grasshoppers, relying on others to support them. One was full of glory.
Our nation has been ridiculed and looked down upon, and the Eight Banners have no glory to speak of.
The candies and fruits placed on more than 20 tables disappeared in the blink of an eye. Li Guolou could only ask the boss to wait for a while before serving again. The Tan family troupe finally came to the rescue, and the whole Qiankun Tower burst into cheers when they arrived.
In the open space in the middle of the Qiankun Building, several heads of the Tan family began to sing, fight, gongs and drums, Jinghu, Jingerhu, Yueqin, Sanxian, gongs, cymbals, Tanggu, Zhongruan, Daruan, and suona sounded, making the Qiankun Building
An atmosphere of fun.
Three Eight Immortals tables were stacked up in the middle of the field. The master martial artist Tan Yuelou climbed up, showed off his posture and sang the opera. He turned over with a kite and jumped down from the height. He took one step forward and stood firm. This move made everyone clap their hands and applaud.
, cheer loudly.
Yao Cuo sighed and said: "Vice Captain Li, such a good troupe can't hold on any longer. The world is not good."
Li Guolou shook his head and said: "I don't think there's anything good about it. The singing is so ugly. It's just good to do a few somersaults. There are so many people here who can do somersaults."
Yao Cuo angrily scolded: "You fake foreign devil, what do you know? This is a theater troupe that only exists in the capital. How can you Anhui country people know how to appreciate it? You can only watch shadow puppet shows."
Li Guolou waved his hand and said, "Okay! I won't argue with you. If the Tan family is so good, why isn't it popular?"
Yao Cuo pointed to the singing Wu Sheng and said: "Because all the actors in Tan's class are boys, and they are mainly old students. People nowadays like to watch back-and-forth, with a coquettish feminine accent. Only the old men like to watch it."
Why have you been in the capital for more than a year? Why don't you go to Tianqiao to watch the theater?"
In this era, all the things that appear in public are done by men. The opera singers are all men, and the roles of women in operas are also played by men. Of course, women can be singers, but this is of a sexual nature.
The performance is not elegant and is not allowed to be performed in public places. The opera singers sing very little and are only for high-ranking officials to show off their nobility. Only wealthy people can organize a small singing and dancing troupe, and only those in the circle of high-ranking officials and dignitaries can watch.
Li Guolou already knew why the Tan Family Troupe was not popular, and Yao Cuo had already hinted to him, that is to say, the Tan Family Troupe was a performer who did not sell his body, which was very different from other troupes. Don't underestimate the troupes, those slightly larger troupes, the
The protagonist's outfit is worth hundreds of taels of silver. The costumes and props include real gold, silver and pearls and agate, and there are dedicated people in the theater troupe.
Take care of your wardrobe, for fear of being stolen. Those popular dandies are the young husbands of wealthy people, who play the role of dandies. They were raised as girls and will like men when they grow up. Opera troupes who can open the stage in the capital
, are all wealthy owners. A team like the Tan family team, which relies on real skills to dominate the competition, has reached the end of its rope and is only one step away from disbandment.
Li Guolou glanced at Yao Cuo and said: "Since Captain Yao loves talents so much, he will take more care of the Tan family team in the future. I don't believe that Captain Yao will order the Tan family team in the future, and he is also the one who went to Huamanlou to listen to the show.
As for whether I like to listen to the little Xianggong singing, I don't know."
Yao Cuo took advantage of the noise around him and shouted angrily: "Fuck you bastard, you only like my little husband."
Although the venue was reserved, as soon as the martial artist finished his play, someone came to ask for a reward with a copper plate. Of course, Yao Cuo was the first to receive the reward. This was also the rule. Yao Cuo threw a silver ingot to Zu Tan without hesitation.
The face of the family class. There were cheers and jingles all around. Rich people threw pieces of silver, ordinary white coins, and copper coins one by one.
Yao Cuo was dissatisfied with Li Guolou's actions and said angrily: "Vice Captain Li, I see that you are usually quite generous. Why were you so stingy just now and didn't you give me face?"
Li Guolou smiled bitterly and said: "Captain Yao, you want a heavy reward even if you don't like it?"
Yao Cuo said: "Of course! What day it is, you can't be stingy. Later I will ask the boss to come in person and ask you for your reward."
Li Guolou knew that his behavior of throwing copper coins had caused public outrage, so he reluctantly nodded and agreed that he would reward the Tan family team heavily later.
Wu Defu's chief follower Wu Ta arrived. Seeing how hurried he was, Yao Cuo and Li Guolou knew that Master Bao was coming soon. Several officers, along with Wang Wu and other militia organizers, immediately ran to the door.
Welcome the chief's arrival.
Of course, the opera also stopped and could not continue until the distinguished guests arrived. The opera at this time was like this. The opera would stop when the host left, and sometimes it would even resume from where it left off after a few days. This is
The advantage of booking a venue is that you can go wherever you want to see. You can also order an excerpt from the play, which is a section from the play. You can listen to whichever section you like.
The troupe had very strict rules and exited silently, as if they had never appeared here. The Qiankun Tower became silent again. Everyone knew that a high official was coming, but they didn't know who it was? Everyone stood up and waited silently.
The official arrives.
Today, Bao Qiyi did not come in a sedan chair. He came to Qiankun Building in casual clothes to drink a glass of wedding wine celebrating the founding of the militia. Before the militia had achieved some results, Bao Qiyi did not want to show off, but his mood was already shown on his face.
, with a broad smile on his face, and three long beards blowing in the wind
The moment he stepped off the carriage, he saw Li Guolou. This was the second time they met. He didn't expect that this rich man would give him a big gift as soon as he arrived at the Yamen of the Ministry of Justice. He admired his discerning eye in his heart.
, the talent was not lost to other yamen. Fortunately, fortunately!
Bao Yiyi smiled and helped Yao Cuo, Li Guolou and others up one by one. No need to be polite, a happy feast, please!
The group of people entered the Qiankun Building in order of their official positions. Li Guolou wanted to keep a low profile and stand behind Lu Haikong according to the rules, but Wu Defu called him to the front seat, leaving the other nine masters behind.
This made Li Guolou feel uncomfortable. Didn't Wu Defu's actions make him offend so many masters? Li Guolou knew in his heart that this second brother liked to play tricks the most, so he could only follow Wu Defu in the future and come first.
One act of "getting carried away" has forced him to choose one out of ten. Li Guolou knew that in the future he would have nine officers to wear small shoes for him in the yamen.
The militia is not a new thing. There was no extravagance or waste when the capital was founded. As soon as the official entered the Qiankun Building, firecrackers were set off. Four lions appeared in the lion dance, shaking their heads. The four lions were played by eight people, all of them were kings.
Fifth's senior brother. This kind of lion dance performance is a required course in Beihai Martial Arts School. He often performs during events in the capital to make some fun and earn some money.
After a drum beat, the lion dance performance ended. Bao walked in together, and more than 200 people in the dining room immediately knelt down to see Mr. Bao. The kind officer smiled and put his hands in empty hands, asked everyone to stand up, and said an encouraging word,
I climbed up to the second floor. Although it didn't take long, everyone was very excited. Most of them had never spoken to a third-grade official so close before. They all felt bright and felt that there was a future in being a vigilante group.
When the food and wine were served, the originally quiet Qiankun Tower began to be lively again. When the opera gong rang, the Tan Family Troupe began to sing opera again.
The seats on the second floor can overlook the lively scene downstairs and listen to the old man's opera. Bao Yiyi closed his eyes, shook his head and hummed for a while, singing exactly the same as the old man, which won the three tables of people cheering together.
Bao Yiyi nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, yes, Master Wu, you have done a good job. Now that the country is at war, we cannot be extravagant and wasteful. This is good. The establishment of the militia is a happy event for the capital, and I should come to support it. Well done."
Go ahead! Make the scene bigger, and when you get the credit, I will ask the court to take credit for you."
Wu Defu stood up, cupped his fists and saluted, and said loudly: "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Bao. I will try my best to get the job done. Come! Everyone, let us unite sincerely and improve the security of the capital. Let's take credit for Mr. Bao. Let's have a drink!"
Everyone in the place stood up to toast and drank all the wine in the glass. Only Li Guolou drank boiled water, still drinking the energy of old wine, and loudly said that he wanted to do his job well.
The officials began to toast one by one, and once again Li Guolou saw how capable they were of eating, drinking and talking. The officials of the capital who stayed in the capital were as clean and honest as water, and usually did not have much oil and water. When they came out to have a big meal, the nine masters
They all ate with open bellies, pouring bamboo leaves and greens into their stomachs like boiled water. They rejoiced together upstairs and downstairs, and the scene was as intoxicating as fine wine.
The big-tongued Bao walked together to the table where Li Guolou was sitting, grabbed Li Guolou's hand, and said: "Little Lizi, I remember you, let's have a drink."
Liu Chengle (who had the same official rank as Yao Cuo) immediately changed Li Guolou's wine into real liquor. Then nine masters took turns to attack Li Guolou. Li Guolou was in a trance and collapsed on the ground. Sir
They clapped their hands and laughed together, no one cared about him, and continued drinking to celebrate the founding of the militia in the capital.