First Minister of Ming Dynasty

If this was in the Song Dynasty, there is a high probability that they would reprimand the powerful and refuse to obey, showing peerless arrogance.

It's a pity that this is the Yuan Dynasty, and the Mongol emperors don't like this.

Therefore, scholars can only be awkward, and accept the arrangement of fate aggrievedly.

And after careful deduction, there is an interesting setting in it. The scholar Cai Bojie was easily admitted to the number one scholar, and was immediately valued by the prime minister.

He didn't want to, but they tried their best to give him official beauties.

Probably this is the self-inflated daydream of literati!

I feel that I am so ruthless that no one can do without him.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that the plot was awkward and the characters were artificial, and this was the root cause.

This Cai Bochi is a true portrayal of Gao Ming and his group of literati.

Following the hero, the story has been sorted out to this point.

Next is the story of the heroine... After her husband left, she dedicated herself to honoring her in-laws. In order to let the two elders eat something good, she pawned the jewelry, gave the in-laws rice grains, and ate bran for herself.

Then the two elders died, and Zhao Wuniang sold her hair in exchange for a coffin.

Did the ancients sell their hair too?

It's really not made up... Men can't just sell their bodies and skin, but women can still do it at critical moments.

For example, in the play, Qin Xianglian sold her hair.In reality, Tao Yuanming's grandfather, Tao Kan, was very poor, and his mother once cut off her hair, entertained distinguished guests, and helped Tao Kan to become prosperous.

Selling hair can be regarded as a classic plot in opera, but do you know that there were so many bald people who needed hair in ancient times?It seems that there were no programmers at that time...

Let’s go back to Zhao Wuniang. After burying her parents-in-law, she decided to go to Beijing to find her husband. She also carried a pipa on her back, played and sang and begged all the way, and went to Beijing when she asked for food.

There is no doubt that Zhao Wuniang is a standard virtuous wife who takes care of her in-laws, eats her own chaff, is loyal, and works hard... basically satisfying most men's fantasies and requirements for their wives.

At this point in the plot, when the heroine enters the capital, the sky thunders and the earth fires, and they bump into each other, there must be a result!

Let's take a look at what the clever old Mr. Gao Zecheng wrote... After Zhao Wuniang came to Beijing, she sang in a Buddhist temple. In order to find her husband, she even hung up portraits of her in-laws, waiting for her husband to identify them.

Coincidentally, Cai Bojie found the portrait and took it away. Zhao Wuniang chased him to find the prime minister's mansion, and met Miss Niu. The rival in love met!

The exciting moment is coming, will the original partner fight against the mistress, or the mistress will bully others?

How will this drama of family ethics be staged?

Attention, ahead... imbecile!

Zhao Wuniang and Miss Niu actually sympathized with each other, and after telling each other, Miss Niu knew the reason, and she sympathized with Zhao Wuniang, and felt that she had caused a catastrophe.

In the end, she arranged for her husband and ex-wife to meet, and the two resolved the misunderstanding... At this time, Prime Minister Niu stopped playing bullshit, and agreed that his son-in-law would take Zhao Wuniang and his daughter back to his hometown to keep filial piety for his parents.

Then the three of them stayed at home and lived a shameless life. Prime Minister Niu even invited his son-in-law Cai's family to be rewarded!

The script is over, and Zhu Yuanzhang spurted out a mouthful of old blood!

It's better to say that I don't know than I don't know, and I'm shocked when I compare it, no matter how beautiful the writing is and how gorgeous the diction is, but no matter how it is packaged, this thing is a lump!

Prime Minister Niu's father and daughter are simply brain-dead. They forced Cai Bojie to be their son-in-law and made troubles for no reason. They were almost the culprit of everything.

As a result, as soon as Zhao Wuniang told her, she immediately became reasonable.

She even admitted to being a concubine, and even helped to ask for a reward, what a boss!

Don't be ashamed!

Looking at Cai Bozhe again, he is a complete waste snack, he can't do anything in the front, and he can't do anything in the future, it all depends on the success of the old man.It's just such a thing, and it ended up being hugged left and right.

But the problem is because of this misunderstanding, your parents are dead, you really don't care about the enmity between your parents?

Finally, let’s talk about Zhao Wuniang. She is a virtuous wife, but she is also virtuous. The second elder in the house was so angry that he cheated?

Zhu Yuanzhang wrote most of the night, and finally wrote out all the things he wanted to criticize.

A few days later, Zhu Yuanzhang summoned all the civil and military personnel in Changxing, including Zhu Sheng who came from Jinling, Hu Weiyong who had just been reused, and Tang Su and others.

The big guy first passed on the Pipa Ji and learned about Mr. Gao's masterpiece.

Then he opened Lao Zhu's criticism text, and he couldn't help nodding, the lord really has something!Zhang Ximeng was even more relieved, he was a very good teacher!

Lao Zhu went straight to the point, "This drama, from beginning to end, is about a self-satisfied slave, how under the rule of the Yuan court, he begged for mercy, shameless, boneless, and without integrity, enjoying the glory and wealth, forgetting his parents Already! We're done talking, which one of you agrees and who opposes it?"

Everyone was excited, who dared to object, not to mention that what Lao Zhu said was true, he directly peeled off layers of painted skin, revealing the bones.

At this time, Zhu Sheng coughed and said, "My lord, according to the old minister's opinion, Cai Bojie's parents died of illness, he recognized a thief as his father, treated Niu Cheng as his father, and finally brought Niu's family back to his hometown to guard the spirit of his parents... Could it be a sign Zhao Song perished, changed his name, attached himself to the Yuan court, and handed over the location of his ancestor's tomb to the Yuan court?"

Everyone was startled, and couldn't help but stick out their thumbs!

What an enterprise-level understanding!

Zhang Ximeng also said: "Mr. Fenglin, there may be another explanation. They are willing to give the ancestral land to outsiders. They just don't want to own all of it. Leave half of it to them!"

"Yes! But no matter how you say it, it boils down to two words."

"Shame!"

Zhang Ximeng and Zhu Sheng spoke in unison, and everyone couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, Tang Su bravely said: "Mr. Zhang Xiang, Mr. Fenglin, this Pipa Ji still focuses on praising Zhao Wuniang. This woman is affectionate and righteous, knowledgeable and reasonable. She is indeed a good wife!"

Zhang Ximeng smiled, "This is where the vicious intentions of this drama are... We advocate that men and women are the same, but he is openly praising and taming secretly... If a wife can accept everything from her husband without reservation , No matter what you do, can you tolerate it? No matter how much you suffer, you don’t care? This, is this still a flesh and blood person?"

Tang Su was startled, thinking of the fierce woman at home, he immediately shut up.

Even Zhu Yuanzhang has nothing to say. Although Mrs. Ma is virtuous, she will not remain indifferent when it is time to be jealous.

"Looking at it now, this old thing called Gao Ming is really not very clever." Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile: "How should we fight back? Let the old thing's despicable thoughts be exposed?"

Zhang Ximeng said: "My lord, if we can hurry up, we may be able to sing a real opposite opera in Suzhou City. Isn't this called Pipa Ji! Our new play is called Minion Ji!"

Chapter 275 It's time to fight

"Mr. Luo, Wu Qianhu, and you guys all have to work hard."

Zhang Ximeng faced Luo Guanzhong, Wu Datou, and several major theater troupe leaders in the army, and said seriously: "We must defeat our opponents on the battlefield, and we must defeat them on the stage. The pen in your hand is the one on the stage." The characters created, frowning and frowning, laughing and scolding, are like knives, guns, sticks, and cannons."

"Today, I think you should also understand that war is not just about the soldiers. It's not about being brave and fierce on the battlefield. It's about everyone from top to bottom. Visible food, weapons, etc. , chariots and horses, civilian husbands, the morale of the invisible people, the degree of cohesion...these all determine the outcome of the war. When we are all united, there is no force that can stop us...so, I ask you to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy Heart, to complete this task!"

Several people looked at each other, especially Luo Guanzhong, who was very excited at this moment.I still remember that when Zhang Ximeng asked him to help write the manuscript when he came here, Lao Luo still felt that he was insulted, and he was determined not to accept it.

But then he followed Zhang Ximeng to handle the matter of capturing Miao soldiers, and he really experienced the power of opera. A white-haired girl sang, and opened the hearts of countless Miao soldiers.

The big guys understand each other and are connected with each other. Only when there is no barrier, can we have real communication and come together...

For the first time, Luo Guanzhong realized that opera literature and art may not be just a pastime for literati, but a power that can change the world.

Among the Zhu family's army, opera singers are not low-class. .

On the contrary, being able to sing and act means that you are talented, have ideas, be good at expressing, and be able to communicate with strangers. This is definitely a remarkable ability among Zhu Jiajun.

Take Wu Datou as an example, wherever he goes, he is more popular than those famous generals.

Luo Guanzhong also felt a little ashamed about his previous thoughts.

It seems to help him complete the enlightenment in Longchang.

After Miao Bing returned to his hometown, Lao Luo was transferred to a prisoner-of-war camp.

In this Longchang designated by the Zhu family army, he witnessed the battle of Tongling, the battle between the captives and Ni Wenjun... He also went to the martyr's ancestral hall dedicated to Zhang Wengui.

Facing the names on the stone tablet, Luo Guanzhong thought for a long time.

In fact, he dealt with Zhu's army very early. At that time, Zhu Yuanzhang had just entered Chuzhou. In just a few years, Zhu's army crossed the river. The army was strong and the people returned.

The most important thing is that Zhu Jiajun's magnanimity has already made Liu Bowen, Song Lian and others fall in love with each other.

May I ask you, Luo Guanzhong, what can you be proud of?

Those things that I don't understand are not because Zhu Jiajun is unique, but because the world is wrong and needs to be changed!

On an unknown afternoon, Luo Guanzhong completed enlightenment in this designated dragon farm.

I have to say that Lao Luo is lucky. If it is later, the Longchang will be handed over to Hu Weiyong. Only God knows what he can realize at that time...

Luo Guanzhong, who has completed his transformation, burst out with a hundredfold enthusiasm for work, and he has polished these two plays, The Remnant and Hongmei Pavilion.

Afterwards, he worked hard and wrote thousands of words every day.

Now with Zhang Ximeng's request, Luo Guanzhong even stayed up for two whole nights, without sleep, to complete the script of the new play.

"Zhang Xiang, if something is inappropriate, I can modify it now?"

Lao Luo's eyeballs were congested with bloodshot eyes, and he was very haggard, but he still held on stubbornly.

After Zhang Ximeng finished reading, he smiled slightly, "Go to sleep! Have a good rest, we can't do without your big pen!"

Hearing this, Luo Guanzhong heaved a sigh of relief, with a gratified smile on his face, he left hastily, and went out with brisk steps. It is said that he always wears a smile when he sleeps.

With the script, Zhang Ximeng immediately handed it over to Shi Boren.

At this time, people from Zhu Jiajun's side had already secretly gone to Suzhou to help organize the troupe.

Wu Datou wanted to go in person at first, but considering that he is too famous and has too many acting roles, it would be bad if he was recognized by others.

So Wu Datou didn't go, but he was not idle either. He prepared costumes and props and told the people in the past to be cautious and bold and decisive.

You are not performing on stage, but organizing performances by local troupes in Suzhou.

These theater troupes are good and bad, and they are quick-witted.

There are people we can rely on, but there are also bad guys who are greedy for money and lustful. We must be careful.

But even if you are caught, don't be afraid, we will find a way to rescue him.

In addition, Lu Qiuyun also ran over. This person who was dragging them to Suzhou, taught them face to face, and directly told them all the tricks of sliding doors and picking locks.

"Listen well, you must practice carefully. It's okay if you can't sing well. If you can't learn this, you will have trouble!"

Several people quickly agreed, and Wu Datou rolled his eyes angrily.

"Believe in Lu, in our business, the drama is bigger than the sky!"

Lu Qiuyun didn't even look at him, but just said: "In our profession, we go to heaven and earth, and we can do anything!"

"We can also act!"

Lu Qiuyun hehe said: "That's right, you can do it inside the play, but outside the play, it's our world!"

Wu Datou was so angry that he lowered his huge head, not as knowledgeable as you, and I will study hard, maybe I can use it in the future.

After all, you can't always rely on your personality charm to escape from prison!

In case you run into someone with no conscience, don't you still have to look at the craftsmanship!

Zhu Jiajun's side is full of geniuses and wonderful flowers... But it is precisely because of this group of people that an impossible task is messed up.

Of course, in Suzhou, not only Gao Qi, but also Xu Ben, Zhang Yu, Yang Ji, etc., even Shi Boren ignored the risk and sneaked back to Suzhou City to find old friends.

Moreover, Shi Boren took the time to go to the grave of his wife Zheng Yunduan and sat for a while.

Perhaps this famous talented woman never imagined that her frail husband would have the courage to go deep into the enemy's city, make contacts and do whatever he wants... Even Shi Boren himself did not expect that he would have such courage!

In fact, don't think too much about the enemy.

With Zhu's army's ability to control the local area, it cannot be said to be negligent, let alone Zhang Shicheng.

As long as you are bold and careful, and use your clever mind, you can deal with it calmly and come and go without worry.

Shi Boren even took the time to learn the disguise technique.

It's finally time to sing the opposite stage.

Needless to say about Zhang Shicheng, he not only came by himself, but also brought his wife, and many other celebrities all joined in.

When the big guys got together, they first praised Gao Ming, praising the old man for his ingenuity, ingenuity and ingenuity, and the drama has a great ability to educate people.

Like a woman, she should be like Zhao Wuniang, filial to the elderly, caring for her parents-in-law, no complaints, no regrets, hard work, Zhu Jiajun said that women go to school, women do things, and women are officials.

Soon, the big drama was staged.

Everyone watched patiently... First of all, the actors were well chosen, their clothes and appearances were good, their singing was beautiful, their sleeves were waving, and they suddenly looked like fairy concubines.

It made Zhang Shicheng clap his hands again and again, and couldn't help but said: "Qingqiuzi, can you say that such a play can beat Zhu's army by ten thousand times?"

Gao Qi smiled and nodded, "It's more than ten thousand times, the difference between cloud and mud!"

Zhang Shicheng nodded again and again, "Good advice!"