Datang romantic little landlord

Li Wangyou put his hands on his forehead, and didn't bother to continue explaining: "Don't ask so many questions, just watch carefully. This is the stage play I told you about. The people in it are actors, and what they are performing is an opera. It's called "Turandot". It tells about a princess named Turandot who, in order to avenge the kidnapping of her ancestors in the dark night..."

He roughly told Aphrodite the general plot of the opera "Turandot" so that the blonde beauty could understand the story.

After being frightened, Afuluo was quickly attracted by the video played on the mobile phone, and watched the video with all her attention.

"Turandot" in the mobile phone of the beauty boss is just a fragment of a famous aria, "No one sleeps tonight", which was sung by Karaf, Prince of Tartar in the opera, on the night when he asked Princess Turandot to guess his identity.

Although the blonde beauty could not understand the lyrics sung in the opera, she was already attracted by the melody of the song.

After watching the opera excerpt video for a few minutes, Afro's eyes began to sparkle.

"Lang Jun, is this the stage play you mentioned earlier?"

"Well, that's right, this is just one of them, called opera." After Li Wangyou finished speaking, he clicked on the videos of several other stage plays for Afro to watch.

After watching a few videos, Afuluo thought about it: "Mr. Lord, I seem to understand that this is a stage play, and it is really interesting."

Li Wangyou was overjoyed: "It would be best if you understand. I am currently building a theater in Chang'an City. I plan to put the stage play on the stage and perform it. Afuluo, I want to leave this matter to you Take charge, are you willing?"

"Me?" Afro couldn't believe it, and was so frightened by Li Wangyou's words that she waved her hands again and again: "Me? No, no, slave..."

Li Wangyou waved his hand very boldly: "If there is anything wrong, I say you can do it! Don't worry, it's no big deal, Changqing and I are optimistic about you. That's why Changqing agreed, we The reason for bringing you into this study."

Hearing this, Afro didn't know how to arrange her nervous hands and feet, she held her clothes tightly with both hands, and bowed her head in silence.

Li Wangyou was also a little anxious, if Afuluo refused to take over this mess, his theater would be in vain.

"Afro, it's settled like this! I'll leave this matter to you. I will support whatever manpower and material resources you need, and how much money you will spend, as long as you do things well!"

Li Wangyou took out Fan, the domineering president, and gave Afuluo no chance to refuse at all, and gave the order directly.

My husband said so, so Afuluo naturally didn't dare to refuse any more, so he could only bow down and salute, and accepted the matter.

Because of Li Wangyou's spoof at the beginning, the twelve sets of golden saints' holy clothes that he made were snatched away by the shameless old hooligans led by Li Er. This stage play of "Saint Seiya" Naturally, it is inconvenient to perform again.

But this is not a problem for Li Wangyou, anyway, later generations can adapt it, and there are many stories that will be put on the stage.

The Legend of the White Snake, the Seven Fairies, the Conch Girl, the Nine-Colored Deer, and the Lotus Lantern are all ready-made stories.

Li Wangyou didn't care whether Afuluo could accept it or not, he told these stories all over again, but Afuluo was fascinated again...

791 Blowing a Pond of Spring Water

Zhenguan three years, the end of May, early summer.

In the city of Chang'an, there has been another incident that has stirred up turmoil recently, from officials and dignitaries to the common people, and that is the opening of the "Datang Theater" in Guangdefang.

This Tang Theater is a new thing created by Li Wangyou, Bo Li of Hu County.

What is a theater is not clear to everyone.

But when Huxian Bo ran to Chang Chaoshang and personally sent an invitation card to Li Er in front of all the officials, inviting the sage, His Royal Highness the Empress, and the imperial concubine to watch a play at the Tang Theater, it was like wind. At first glance, a pool of spring water was blown, which attracted the attention of all the officials and nobles above the main hall.

When it comes to eating, drinking and having fun, all the things Hu County Bo Li Wangyou made are attractive and good.

Needless to say about eating and drinking, there is no need to say more about Huxian Bo's gourmet food.Even Li Er must admit that his nephew is really good at eating.Even the imperial dining room in the Taiji Palace uses cooks "robbed" from Hu County Bo's Mansion.

And the knife-burning wine and tea ceremony became popular in Chang'an City and the Tang Dynasty.

There is no need to mention playing, not to mention the battering league that makes everyone in Chang'an crazy, but the mahjong and poker that have been handed down from Huxian County Bo's Mansion have long been used by officials in Chang'an City, down to Limin. Favorite toy.

So what is this theater and what is watching a play? Although everyone doesn't understand it, it doesn't affect everyone's expectations for it.

After all, Datang's entertainment is really scarce, so how can they not be tempted by a novelty.

Li Er naturally accepted the invitation from his nephew.

"Ziyou, what is the purpose of going to the theater?" Li Ergao sat on the imperial steps, curiously looking at the invitation in his hand.

Li Wangyou laughed but didn't answer, deliberately showing off: "Your Majesty, it's naturally a fun thing. Your Majesty will know it after watching it. If I said it in advance, wouldn't the fun be lost?"

Li Er didn't care about his pretending to be mysterious. He nodded and smiled and said, "In that case, I will go and see for myself. But if it's not interesting, be careful and I will settle accounts with you."

"Hey, don't worry, Your Majesty, I promise to refresh Your Majesty's ears."

In the Hall of Taiji, all the officials heard the conversation between Li Wangyou and Li Er, and they were very itchy in their hearts. They were even more curious about the theater and watching a play that Li Wangyou said.

Cheng Yaojin, an old man, didn't care about etiquette, so he yelled directly in the Tai Chi Hall, "Zi You, don't you just invite Your Majesty instead of me?"

Li Wangyou couldn't help being amused when he heard Cheng Yaojin shouting that.

This Cheng Yaojin is really a good "praise".

Isn't the reason why he came here to participate in the Chang Dynasty and sent invitations to Li Er in front of hundreds of officials and nobles, was it for "advertising"?

Putting the advertisement on the Tai Chi Hall, Li Wangyou of the whole Tang Dynasty is also a scorpion shit, the only one.

Cheng Yaojin's questioning gave Li Wangyou a chance to continue advertising.He laughed loudly and said, "Don't be impatient, Uncle Cheng, how dare my nephew forget Uncle Cheng? My nephew will send the invitation to Uncle Cheng's house later."

Cheng Yaojin was very satisfied when he heard the words: "Wow, hahaha, you're a kid. I have a lot of people in my house, so you can reserve more seats for me."

Li Wangyou wished he couldn't step forward to kiss this old man, this level of flattery was definitely at Yu Qian's level, and he actually said everything he wanted to say.

Li Wangyou made it difficult: "Uncle Cheng, this is impossible. The capacity of my nephew's theater is limited, and it can only seat about [-] people, so each invitation can only bring one relative to the venue. Please also invite Uncle Cheng Forgive me."

It's not that Li Wangyou is hypocritical, but that Datang doesn't have a loudspeaker nowadays.

Therefore, in order to ensure that everyone in the theater can hear the dialogue and lyrics of the actors on the stage clearly, Li Wangyou did not build the theater very large when he designed and built the theater.

The semi-circular theater, including the boxes on both sides, can only accommodate about [-] people.

Cheng Yaojin didn't say much about what he said, but the officials in the Tai Chi Hall murmured in their hearts.

In the city of Chang'an, there are at least 600 officials and nobles, and if their relatives are added, there are thousands of people.

According to what Huxian Bo said, the Great Tang Theater can only accommodate about 100 people, and one relative can be brought in with one invitation.In this way, not to mention that Hu Xianbo can only send out more than [-] invitations at most.

In this way, it is worth pondering who can get the invitation from Huxianbo.

Apparently, leaving aside those prince counties and princes, the number of invitations left will definitely not be too many.At this time in the Taiji Hall, I am afraid that the officials below the third rank do not need to think about the invitation.

Those who feel close to Li Wangyou are not in a hurry, and Li Wangyou will not forget to send them an invitation if they want to come.

But those officials who are above the third rank and who are not that familiar with Li Wangyou can't help but feel a drum in their hearts.

After all, if others can get the invitation but you can't, it would be a big shame.

So, after this daily court, nobles from various families who felt that they were eligible to receive invitations sent their servants out one after another to stare at Li Wangyou's mansion in Kaihuafang, wanting to see which mansions the housekeepers of Li's mansion went to send them to. Please post.