The happy life of a prodigal

I'm a little older, and I don't have the strength to speak.

After only a few words, I felt my throat dry.

So, he said to Zhang San beside him: "You can tell the rest."

Most of the audience below knew old man Sun and Zhang San. Seeing them on stage, they all fell silent and listened quietly.

With his previous experience, Zhang San was no longer so at a loss as before when he met so many people.

Clearing his throat, he said, "For example, for the first episode of "Nie Xiaoqian", there will still be an episode at noon the day after tomorrow..."

Chapter 91 nice

In the audience, when everyone heard this, they started talking in low voices.

Zhang San paused, and continued: "At that time, if there are judges who want to watch "Nie Xiaoqian" with relatives and friends, they can come to our Beijing Normal University Theater at noon the day after tomorrow..."

Before he finished speaking, a rough voice suddenly came from the audience.

"Don't talk about those useless things, keep it simple, I want to see the next plot, when will I have to wait?"

Zhang San looked at the person who spoke, and explained: "At that time, there will be a notice at the box office. The judge only needs to take a glance at the theater when he passes by, and write down the performance time of each show."

Another person asked: "Or enter with a ticket?"

Zhang San nodded and said: "Anyone who wants to enter our Beijing Normal University Theater must enter with a ticket. Each ticket represents a program, and there will be seats, times and times on it, such as... .”

He took out a wooden sign from his arms, raised it above his head, and said loudly: "For example, the tickets in everyone's hands, the first line on it read: "Nie Xiaoqian" Episode [-], as the name suggests, this show is the first episode of "Nie Xiaoqian" an episode.

The second line contains the year, month, day and hour, which means that the show will be performed during this time.

The third row, one row at a time, is your seat. You need to take your seat according to the seat on the ticket. If you want to occupy other people's seats, you will be listed as a forbidden person by our Jingshi Grand Theater. It will be written in the notice at the ticket office above, to be announced.

Of course... If you want to change seats between relatives and friends, it is also allowed. "

As soon as this remark came out, another burst of discussion erupted from the audience.

Zhang San didn't speak any more, just stood on the stage, watched them quietly, and waited until the whole theater was quiet, then said loudly: "This show is over, everyone...please leave."

After speaking, he walked off the stage.

Under the stage, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a while, someone walked out towards the door.

Because of the deterrent power of Bai Xiaochun and Fangfu's guards, there was no problem this time. All the audience left in an orderly manner, and even formed a queue spontaneously.

The man who made trouble before had no choice but to follow the crowd and walk out of the theater.

Walking out of the theater, I looked up and glanced at the bright sun in the sky.

He couldn't help being a little dazed, as if returning to reality from another world.

At the entrance of the theater, a lot of people gathered, most of them were slow-moving, did not grab the tickets for the first show, and were waiting here, ready to line up for the second show.

At this moment, seeing that the first batch of people who entered the venue had already walked out, they hurriedly gathered around and asked questions.

I want to find out what is the difference between the Beijing Normal University Theater and Goulan.

The show inside is good...or bad.

The man looked at his friend who didn't get a ticket, and wanted to persuade him not to grab a ticket. The show at the Beijing Normal University Theater was so boring that it wasn't worth wasting time at all.

But...seeing the expectant look in that friend's eyes, he opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything.

After all, although this program is different from the previous ones, it is... novel and fascinating.

It would be a little uneasy to deceive one's friends against one's conscience.

So, he whispered: "Not bad."

Only one sentence was good, so I didn't want to say any more, and left in a hurry.

The man knew that his friend was beaten up by the guards before entering the theater, so he must have a grudge against him.

He said it was good...

Come to think of it... really nice!

At this time, a loud voice suddenly came from the ticket office: "Shen Shichang, the first episode of "Nie Xiaoqian" is on sale!"

The second game is on sale!

Hearing this, the man suddenly looked at the ticket office, and rushed up without saying a word.

This time... never be left behind!

The same scene was staged at the entrance of the Beijing Normal University Theater.

Countless people rushed to the ticket office, and in just a moment, there was a long queue in front of the ticket office.

Even, some of them watched the first scene and still want to watch it again.

............

The Jingshi Grand Theater was so popular on the first day that countless people lined up to grab tickets.

All of this, in Old Man Sun's eyes, naturally made him ecstatic.

In the palace, Fang Xiu knew nothing about it.

At this moment, he was lying on his blanket in a very comfortable posture, holding a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" in his hand, and read it carefully.

The emperor issued an order to participate in the provincial examination in the name of official students in the autumn of the next year.

I have already inquired beforehand, although Chu's imperial examination does not require stereotyped essays, the proportion of "Four Books and Five Classics" is far less than that of the previous life.

But... memorization is a must.

When I was on duty in the palace and bored, I could just recite it.

In fact, when he was studying Chinese language and literature and history in college, he had already read the "Four Books and Five Classics" by heart.

Now, picking it up again is not as difficult as imagined.

Although the "Four Books and Five Classics" contains profound philosophy, it is very painful to read it endlessly, and even to remember every word and every sentence in your heart.

I really don't know... In the past, those ancient people who needed to study Cheng Zhu Neo Confucianism and practice stereotyped writing had the perseverance and determination to study hard for more than ten years.

Fang Xiu only read two pages and felt a little sleepy.

Hey......

After all, it is a person suffering from brain disease, and cannot use the brain for a long time, or else the disease will occur, and he will go to someone by himself.

At that time, even if he did not pass the exam, thinking about it, Emperor Chu would not really make things difficult for him.

After all, it was absurd to force a patient with brain disease to take the provincial examination.

Furthermore, if I really won the Juren, wouldn't it mean that the scholars who failed the ranking in the Gyeonggi area are not as good as a mentally ill patient.

This... loses the face of the court, the face of Chu State!

Thinking of this, the guilt in Fang Xiu's heart has dissipated a lot, and he thought: I don't study, it is for the court and for the state of Chu!

So, he put down the book confidently, lay down on the blanket, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

He had just closed his eyes when he suddenly heard a rough voice from outside the tent: "The humble Lianghu, I need to see General Fang..."

Hearing this familiar voice, Fang Xiu was a little annoyed.

This guy......

Every time I want to do big things, I come out to make trouble!

He opened his eyes, got up, sat upright, and said, "Come in."

As soon as the words were finished, Liang Hu walked into the tent, bowed to him, and said: "Liang Hu, a humble job, I have seen the general."

Fang Xiu knew Liang Hu very well.

There has always been nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall.

The last time he came to him, it was because of the armory.

The two only spoke a few words, but the quarrel almost turned the army on their backs.

Countless school lieutenants...even Zhonglang generals were dismissed by His Majesty.

There was even a general who was forced to retire.

Fortunately... No one knows that His Majesty's sudden rectification of military discipline is because of the two of them.

Otherwise, even with the protection of Emperor Chu, I can't stop these old fritters who have been in the army for many years from working behind the scenes.

Chapter 92 Scales

After regaining consciousness, Fang Xiu looked at Liang Hu in front of him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Liang Hu bowed and said: "The humble official was ordered to investigate the case of the Armed Forces Library..."

Hearing this, Fang Xiu frowned.

Under orders?

By whom?

It has long been seen that this guy has been trying to drag himself into the water, which is really good.

Although he thought so in his heart, his face remained calm, and he continued to say: "The humble officer asked the soldiers and the chief bookkeeper on duty at the Armed Forces Depot, and found that this case... has an inseparable relationship with the Ministry of Industry. !"

When Liang Hu said this, there was a hint of ferocity on his face, which made people startled.

Fang Xiu instantly understood that the word "inquiry" was not an understatement as he said.

Of course, being a human being in two lifetimes, it is not enough to be intimidated by a small captain, but he just said indifferently: "Continue..."

Liang Hu arched his hands and said: "There is one thing in the humble position, please take a look at it..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fang Xiu: "Go."

"Yes!"

Liang Hu bowed again, walked out of the camp, and after a while, he took back two things that looked like scales.

Said: "General, this is a weighing instrument."

Scales, as the name suggests, are utensils for measuring the mass of objects.

If you have not read history books, you may mistakenly think that the balance is a product of modern times.

But in fact, at the end of primitive society, when there was an exchange of goods, there were already weighing instruments.

After hundreds of years of development, it has been quite perfect, and the items weighed are almost the same as the actual ones.

Looking at the two scales, Fang Xiu frowned slightly.

Immediately, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he immediately understood.

Could it be... someone tampered with the scales?

Sure enough, after Liang Hu put down the weighing apparatus, this was the first sentence he said.

"General, this weighing instrument was sent by the Ministry of Industry..."

As he spoke, he pointed to the scale on the left.

He said again, "this weighing instrument was found by a humble entrusted person."

Pointing to the right.

Immediately afterwards, Liang Hu pulled out the saber from his waist, first put it on the left scale, and then put it on the right.

Fang Xiu couldn't understand this ancient balance, he just glanced at it hastily, then set his eyes on Liang Hu, wanting to hear his explanation.

After some operations, Liang Hu looked at Fang Xiu and said, "For the same knife, the weight on the scale on the left is [-]% more than that on the right!"

When Fang Xiu heard this, he couldn't help being surprised.

[-]%?

He raised his eyes, looked at Liang Hu, and asked, "Are you sure?"

This sentence was asked to him half a month ago.

Now, I asked the same question again, but with a little more confidence in my tone.