Lanterns were hung high in the theater and the lights were bright.
The previously neat and orderly theater had been occupied by Dongyi bandits, and the tables were filled with wine and meat. These Dongyi bandits were drinking and making loud noises, and the entire theater was enveloped in a smoky atmosphere.
The scholar who stopped the wanderer was also holding a jug of wine and was writing and reciting on the white wall of the theater in a drunken state.
“The sea fog opens and closes at dawn, and the sea breeze turns cold again in spring.
"The beauty is fading and the wine is thinner than the wine, but the old eyes are arrogant and frightened.
"People in Congshi have a wide road.
"It's better to be sunny today, and the green trees are flying in the air!"
After he finished reciting the poem, he threw away the pen, turned to look at a handsome man about thirty years old in rich clothes, and asked quite proudly: "Mr. Wang, do you think this poem of mine is good?"
how?"
At this time, Zhao Haiping was also in the theater, serving as a waiter in the tavern, serving wine and food to these Dongyi bandits.
Although he wanted to seize the knife from the hands of these drunken Dongyi bandits and try to stab the general to death, but after a sudden urge in his heart, he suppressed this impulse for the time being.
Because he knew in his heart that the probability of success of this kind of behavior was too low.
Although these Dongyi bandits have been drinking, they look flushed and excited, but in fact they are still very vigilant. Especially since they all have their Yi swords with them, it is very difficult to snatch them.
Even if he grabs it, other barbarians will kill him instantly.
What's more, the conditions for clearing this copy are not yet clear. If the goal is just to kill the Dongyi generals, you can try this assassin method; but what if the goal is to wipe out all these Dongyi bandits?
Therefore, Zhao Haiping resisted the urge to act recklessly and repeatedly reminded himself that he was just a member of the troupe this time, and what he got was not a combat talent. It was not appropriate to act rashly. It was better to experience the entire dungeon process from beginning to end before talking about it.
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Of course, it was said that he had taken on the identity of a troupe member, but in fact Zhao Haiping found that the physical condition of this figure was not bad.
In terms of strength, he is weaker than Minfu, but in terms of physical coordination, he is much better, and he even seems to have certain moves and skills.
Zhao Haiping speculated that this may be because theater troupe members perform on stage and have similar martial arts requirements, so they have been training since childhood. Although they lack strength, they are not completely incompetent.
Of course, considering that what he obtained this time was not a combat talent, and he was well aware of the combat effectiveness of the Dongyi bandits, he temporarily suppressed the idea of testing the actual combat effectiveness of this body.
The scholar who was writing a poem on the wall of the theater was the one who stopped the wanderer before and objectively saved Zhao Haiping's life.
But Zhao Haiping obviously won't feel any gratitude to him, because this person is obviously a traitor!
Is there anything wrong with calling a traitor in the Dasheng Dynasty a traitor?
His status should be regarded as a dog-headed military advisor among this group of Dongyi bandits. Although these bandits, including the Drifters, looked down upon him, the Dongyi general seemed to value his opinion.
Zhao Haiping guessed that the reason why these Dongyi bandits were able to find the gap in the city wall so quickly and break into the city was definitely related to this young man.
Otherwise, how could these Dongyi bandits be so conspicuous and unable to understand the language easily find the gap in the city wall.
As for the "Mr. Wang" who was forced to watch the scholar compose the poem, it was obviously Wang Jinghui who was mentioned at the entrance of the theater before.
This man named Wang Jinghui should be a well-known talent with a high status, but bandits broke into the theater, so he was naturally detained.
Wang Jinghui looked at the poem written by the scholar on the white wall and said calmly: "This poem should be adapted from "On the Forest Road" by a poet from the Qi Dynasty. Although the structures of the two poems are similar, the details of the wording and sentence construction are different.
, your poem is indeed better."
The scholar couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that my poem would be recognized by Mr. Wang. I am so lucky!"
Wang Jinghui paused and continued: "Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet.
“Although the poem is good, it’s a pity that the artistic conception is completely wrong.
"You colluded with thieves and massacred the people of my Dasheng Dynasty. You are a thief when you are old and do not die! How can you write poems like 'Old Eyes are proud of Jing Turbulent' and 'Fei Cui splashes on the saddle'!"
The scholar's face instantly darkened. Although the two thieves next to him couldn't understand what Wang Jinghui was talking about, they could roughly tell from his tone. Their expressions suddenly changed, and they held the handle of the Yi Dao with their right hands.
But the scholar waved his hand and stopped the two thieves.
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This has been true since ancient times! I have been reading the books of sages for more than 20 years, and I am full of enthusiasm. But how does this court treat me!
"Mr. Wang, you have become famous and high-spirited, so naturally you don't realize this.
"But it doesn't matter, Mr. Wang, now I am a guest and you are a prisoner. I want to see how long your literary character can last!
"Put him in the cellar! Crush one of his fingers every hour! When will he be willing to persuade Su Xianjun to go on stage? When will he be released again!"
A bandit took Wang Jinghui down.
A tall man next to him, whose face had not been completely washed off, hurriedly stepped forward and apologized: "Commander, calm down, this Wang Jinghui doesn't know the general situation, please be patient, I think he and Su Xianjun will know each other soon."
Figured it out.”
The scholar took another sip of wine: "Okay, Boss Yang, you are the one who knows the current affairs and is a hero. I just ask you to persuade Boss Su again. If you can't hear the show tonight, tomorrow morning, this small county town will
, I’m afraid that all the chickens and dogs will be gone!”
The tall man known as Boss Yang nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, don't worry, military advisor, I will go and persuade him right away."
Boss Yang exited the theater and returned to the backstage. Zhao Haiping also took the opportunity to serve new food and drinks and went backstage together.
At this time, compared to the noisy and merrymaking of the Dongyi bandits in the theater, there was a dead silence backstage, and the expressions on everyone's faces were either panic or a mixture of sadness and anger.
Boss Yang went straight to the door of a room and knocked gently.
"Xianjun! The scholar said that if we don't hear the opera again tonight, tomorrow morning, the whole county will be robbed of chickens and dogs!
"Now Magistrate Tang has died in battle, and the whereabouts of the Xiang Yong led by Gao Ze are also unknown. The lives and fortunes of the people in the city depend on your thoughts!
"You can get rid of them all, but why do the people in the city deserve it?"
Before he could finish speaking, he was scolded by people in the room.
"Yang Xinyan! Stop bluffing me with the common people! To put it bluntly, they are just greedy for life and afraid of death!
"I really didn't expect that you played the overlord of Chu who would rather die than surrender on stage, but how could you kneel faster than anyone else when the right moment comes?
"Go and tell those thieves that they are as despicable as dogs and are not worthy of listening to my opera!"
Boss Yang sighed silently and shook his head.
As for the other people in the troupe, there was no room for them to interrupt at this time. They could only tremble and be at a loss.
After several exchanges, Zhao Haiping had roughly figured out the current situation.
After the Dongyi bandits entered the city, they did not immediately start burning, killing and looting. Instead, they occupied the theater first because the scholar and the Dongyi general wanted to hear these two famous actors perform.
Yang Xinyan and Su Xianjun are the two owners of this theater troupe, and their chorus of "Farewell My Concubine" is well-known in Jiangnan.
"Farewell My Concubine" tells the story of the last years of the Chu Dynasty. There were many heroic deeds in the troubled times between Chu and Wei. The Wei Dynasty that replaced the Chu Dynasty was disappointing, so many people felt sorry for it. This play also
Only then did he become famous.
I just didn't expect the Dongyi bandits to come to my door, and the Overlord knelt down first.
By the way, I also learned the name of the very skilled Xiang Yong who had fought with Magistrate Tang in the street. His name was Gao Ze, and his whereabouts were unknown after the battle with the bandits.
At this time, everyone in the theater troupe was in a panic. It was a long night, and their hearts were hanging in their throats.
Although these Dongyi bandits are only occupying the theater and not going on a killing spree, it seems that as long as Yang Xinyan and Su Xianjun sing for them, they can save the entire city, but who can guarantee it?
Maybe early tomorrow morning, these bandits will go on a killing spree, slaughtering the entire county and then marching away.
Zhao Haiping was inevitably a little impatient.
Because after changing his identity, he still has no idea how to pass the level!
While serving tea and pouring water, he also secretly observed the bandits occupying the theater. After fighting with the Tang County Magistrate's soldiers and rural warriors, more than 30 bandits who originally numbered more than a hundred people died, and now there are still
There were seventy or eighty people, and less than half of them were injured.
Moreover, after previous battles, their combat effectiveness has also declined.
Therefore, these thieves occupied the theater and did not immediately burn, kill, and loot. On the one hand, it may be because the generals and scholars wanted to listen to the music, but on the other hand, they may also want to take this opportunity to recuperate and let the people in the county feel lucky.
I won't go to any lengths to fight them to the death.
But even so, it is still difficult to wipe out all these bandits.
Because now the power that Zhao Haiping can rely on is not even the personal soldiers of Magistrate Tang!
