The World of Yellow Sky

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The theater where the performance was performed was some distance away from the government office of the eldest son city. After Xu An, Yan Zhong, and Jia Xu dressed up in disguise, they rode out of the eldest son city with seven or eight guards on horseback.

The white dragon fish suit may be in danger, Xu An is not completely defenseless, although the embroidered clothes messenger has collapsed, but there is no guarantee that there are no people with ulterior motives, and the defensive strength of the seven or eight guards is indeed a little weak.

As the commander of Xu An's personal guard, Xu Hong naturally sent people to the direction of the theater in advance. He temporarily mobilized a group of eagle wolf guards and more than doubled the guarding force. People also left a slightly better position.

Xu Hong, as the commander of Xu An's personal guard, also led the official position of Fengche Duwei of the fifth rank, and also served as the Qianhu official of the embroidered clothes envoy.

The theater where the cultural propaganda team performed was located in a small square newly built after the Yellow Turban Army entered Shangdang County. This is usually the place where Taiping Dao talismans explain the scriptures and cultivate believers.

As soon as Xu An, Yan Zhong, and Jia Xu arrived at the outskirts of the square, they could no longer walk. The noisy voices made Xu An unable to hear what was being said around him.

However, the eagle wolf Wei Tiqi on guard soon discovered Xu An and his party. Under the escort of the eagle wolf Wei Tiqi, Xu An, Yan Zhong, and Jia Xu walked slowly through the aisle where Tiqi and the soldiers walked. Close to the "stage" of the square.

On the square, there are many people with weaving heads and voices, and all kinds of headscarves are dangling, one after another.

The people in the back row poked their heads hard, trying to see the scene on the stage through the gaps in the people in the front row.

"Silence, silence!"

A Fu Zhu in Taoist robes, about twenty years old, was holding an iron loudspeaker, shouting at the top of the stage.

His face was flushed, and veins were bulging on his forehead, but even so, it had little effect.

The noisy voices quickly drowned out his voice, and many people didn't hear what he said.

Even Xu An, who was closer to the stage, didn't hear his voice. Xu An's ears were full of humming human voices.

"call out----"

But after hearing a sharp noise, the voices of the people on the square disappeared, and everyone's eyes were turned to the stage, and no one had any extra words.

"It's better to use a military post."

On the stage, Fu Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, put away the military post, and shouted loudly with the iron horn.

"Fathers, folks, sit down first, sit down first, if you all stand, the people behind will not be able to see..."

That Fu Zhu shouted loudly, at this moment his voice was finally heard by the people in the square.

A group of soldiers maintaining law and order and Tiqi of the Eagle Wolf Guard also took action one after another, and the noise of people in the square resounded, but everyone sat down slowly.

"Clang-clang-clang-"

The sound of the gong silenced the human voice again, that Fu Zhu took a few breaths, and once again raised the horn in his hand and shouted loudly.

"The drama will be staged immediately after a while. Although I have said some rules yesterday, there are still newcomers watching today, so I will say some more rules..."

"There are only a few rules. Fellow folks, you must remember that if you accidentally violate the rules, you can only invite the person who violated the rules out first. Don't say that I am not sympathetic... ..."

The voice of Fu Zhu hadn't finished yet, and the noise of human voices began to rise from below.

Fu Zhu was a little helpless, he picked up the military whistle and blew it hard.

"call out----"

Another sharp sound was heard, and the mubu hanging on both sides of the stage suddenly fell down, covering the whole stage tightly, making it impossible to see the scene inside clearly.

The people's voices that had been gradually rising in the square suddenly turned into silence at this moment, no one said anything, and everyone pricked up their ears.

Yan Zhong and Jia Xu looked at each other, then turned their eyes to Xu An.

But at this moment, a melodious female voice suddenly came from behind the curtain.

"Looking at the world, the past has been thousands of years old,

Poor people are exploited and persecuted. "

Jia Xu's eyes moved slightly, she straightened her back, and looked towards the place where the voice came from.

At this moment, the curtain slowly rose to the top and sides, revealing six farmers in short brown clothes with farm tools on their shoulders.

Jia Xu looked slightly surprised, the musicians and dancers selected for the music and dance plays of the prince Wang Sun's family are all handsome and elegant.

Even if it is a hundred operas such as corner opera, some burly and extraordinary men are selected to perform.

The performance of this drama was a group of men dressed as farmers, neither handsome nor burly, which surprised Jia Xu for a while.

And the lyrics...

Yan Zhong shook his folding fan lightly and looked at the performance on stage, feeling a little puzzled. It was also the first time he had seen such a "drama".

The passionate music sounded, and the six farmers on the stage used farm tools and sang in unison.

"Look at the world,

Which piece of land is not opened by us.

Which forest is not planted by us,

Which house is not built by us. "

Their voices were loud and thick, and the loud and clear singing slowly spread to the surroundings.

Jia Xu had never heard of such a song.

"It turns out there is such a way..."

Just as Jia Xu was thinking, six elegant girls in common clothes walked out from behind the stage quickly...

The melodious music sounded, and on the stage, people came and went, and the music continued.

The people in the audience were fascinated, holding their breath and watching the life on the stage.

The story is very simple, it tells a story in Shangdang County, Bingzhou.

In a settlement near the Taihang Mountains, there was a poor farmer named Qin Lao. His wife and parents all died in the famine, and there was only one daughter named Xi'er under his knees, who lived alone.

The neighbor Wang's family and Qin Lao are good friends. They often take care of the Qin family's father and daughter with their son Wang Chunchang, and the two families live in harmony.

Xi'er and Wang Chun have been together for a long time, and they hit it off, and it's time to talk about marriage.

However, Wu Liang, a powerful man, saw the young and beautiful Xi'er when he was collecting the rent, so he designed to force Qin Lao to pay back the debt within the year with heavy rent and huge profits.

On New Year's Eve, Qin Lao was finally unable to repay the huge profits, and was threatened by Wu Liang to pledge Xi'er's contract of sale.

Qin Lao was so distressed that he hanged himself to death, but all the nightmares were not over.

Now on the stage, Wu Liang and his slaves are about to take Xi'er away by force. Wang Chun wants to stop him, but the slaves beat him to the ground.

At this moment, there were suddenly noisy human voices from below the stage, and an unknown object flew towards the stage.

Xu An, Yan Zhong, and Jia Xu were slightly taken aback by this sudden scene, and immediately looked towards the audience.

The actors on the stage were also obviously taken aback, and the actor who played Wu Liang ran backstage in an instant.

"call out----"

"call out----"

There were sharp noises one after another, and the Yinglang Wei Tiqi and soldiers holding wooden sticks quickly found the perpetrator.

Two Tiqi, one on the left and one on the right, drove the perpetrator out of the crowd.

Even though it has been said before that it is just a performance, sometimes the people below think it is real, and sometimes they are more impulsive.

"I heard that on the first day, the scene almost got out of control. The stage was demolished by the people who rushed up. The actor who played Wu Liang's eyes were swollen from the beating."

Xu An saw the actor who played Wu Liang running away in embarrassment on the stage, suddenly thought of the document sent by the Eagle Wolf Guard, and immediately talked to Yan Zhong and Jia Xu with a smile.

Yan Zhong looked at the noisy crowd and couldn't help laughing.

"This propaganda team seems to be a dangerous business."

On the stage, Fu Zhu, who had walked down before, blew the military whistle several times in a row, and then stopped the commotion, and began to explain earnestly.

"No wonder so much money can be raised, drama, drama..."

Jia Xu turned his head to look at Xu An, he never thought that there is such a form of expression.

The play went on.

Xi'er fled into the deep mountains, lived in the open air, and her black hair turned into white hair. She was short of clothes and food, and often went to the ruined temple to steal offerings to satisfy her hunger.

Wang Chun's father was beaten to death by the powerful Wu Liang's slaves. Wang Chun escaped all the way, ran into the Taihang Mountains, and joined the Yellow Turban Army.

Later, the Yellow Turban Army marched forward triumphantly and occupied Shangdang County. Xu An ordered the investigation of the whole country, and the Eagle Wolf Guard was established.

Wang Chun joined the Eagle Wolf Guard, heard about the "White-haired Fairy", and took the initiative to go to the deep mountains to meet Xi'er.

Then the eagle wolf Wei Ti rode out to hold public trials in various places, and the powerful Wu Liang was among them.

The final scene was the public trial of Wu Liang by the Eagle Wolf Guards, presenting dozens of criminal evidence, beheading Wu Liang for public display, confiscating all his property, and distributing the land to ordinary people.

Xi'er returned to her hometown, and her hair gradually turned black.

That's the end of the story.

During the performance, there were still people disturbing the performance from time to time in the square, but they were quickly stopped, and there was no big commotion.

Jia Xu looked at the angry people in the square, his eyes showed seriousness.

Such a means of propaganda can be said to be unique in the world.

He was also worried that the propaganda methods of the Mission and Education Office were somewhat biased and could not achieve the expected results.

But now it seems that he underestimated Xu An and the mission department.

"Is this play written by Duke Ming himself?"

Jia Xu made a bow with both hands and said solemnly.

He felt that only Xu An could come up with such a superb script.

Xu An didn't answer, and pointed to the stage, signaling Jia Xu to continue watching.

This play was not actually his idea, but a play he had seen before, a very famous play, after some revisions, it was put on the stage.

"call out----"

With a loud military whistle, the curtain fell.

"Follow the sky and follow the righteousness, and enjoy peace..."

This drama also came to an end amidst the final singing.

Chapter 533 Chen Sheng

In the eldest son's city, people come and go, and the horses and horses flow like a dragon.

Between the square and the city, there is a turmoil of people, shoulder to shoulder, bustling with each other.

A thriving scene, the eldest son city, which was depressed a few years ago, seems to be just a dream.

The end of the year is approaching, this year is a good year, and it is also a harvest year.

The people have surplus money, and their faces are happy, and every household wants to buy some better New Year's goods to spend this year.

Not long ago, the government office of the eldest son city issued an order that there would be no curfew on New Year's Eve and the two days of the new year, which made the eldest son city even more lively again.

Walking on the road, pedestrians come and go, congratulating each other on the arrival of the New Year.

In the southern part of the eldest son city, most of the students of the Meng School have returned to their homes, and the school, which was originally full of books, has become much cooler.

An old man with half white hair and a slightly hunchback stood in front of the gate of Meng Xuetang, standing quietly, looking at the door plaque of Meng Xuetang, wondering what he was thinking.

The cold wind was bitter, but it didn't seem to have much effect on him.

A moment later, a boy who was only slightly shorter than him, wearing short brown clothes, ran out of the school in a hurry, and he skillfully locked the door of the school with two books between his hands.

"Teacher, lock it."

The boy locked the door and shouted respectfully.

The old man's eyes moved from the door plaque to the young man.

"You have talent, but don't be proud of it, and be diligent."

The old man looked solemn, stared at the respectful young man in front of him, and said solemnly.

"I have added your name to next year's autumn, don't let me down..."

The old man paused, seemed to remember something, and continued.

"Don't let your parents down either."