Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

After a satisfying meal, the group, led by Fang Zheng Yi, set off for the Taoyuan Grand Theater.

By this time, the sky was already dim, and many officials wondered what kind of show they could watch so late.

Upon entering the Grand Theater, they suddenly realized that the interior space was extremely large, similar to a modern theater, but with only one level.

Several huge lamp stands were placed on the stage, with oil lamps lit on them, and the surrounding walls were also full of oil lamps.

Moreover, mirrors were placed on the walls behind the oil lamps to reflect the light onto the stage.

The seats in the theater were even more extraordinary, all made of dark-colored sofas covered with cloth, making them extremely soft to sit on.

The Emperor naturally sat in the middle, with Li Miaohan and Li Yuanzhao on either side, and Fang Zheng Yi naturally arranged for himself to sit next to the princess.

As soon as Emperor Jing sat on the sofa, he sank into it.

At first, he was slightly startled, but he quickly discovered the beauty of the sofa, soft and comfortable, as if floating in mid-air.

Then, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Fang Qing... in terms of enjoyment, I am far inferior to you. What is this chair called?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "This is called a sofa. It was specially prepared by your subject for Your Majesty. If Your Majesty likes it, I will order people to make a few more and send them to the palace after returning to the capital."

Saying it was specially prepared was actually just a newly changed sofa cover.

In order to improve the living standards of the people and incidentally solve his own boring personal life, Fang Zheng Yi spent a huge sum of money to build this theater.

The cost of the entire Taoyuan Theater was second only to the Taoyuan County Government, but Fang Zheng Yi regretted it after it was built.

He didn't like the things performed by the people of Taoyuan. They were boring in their opera robes, and he stopped coming after watching a few performances, while the people of Taoyuan watched with great interest.

Later, seeing that the theater's tickets were selling well, he personally wrote many stories, simplified versions of Journey to the West, Legend of the White Snake, and so on.

The box office was also good, but that was a long time ago. He didn't know what was popular in the theater now. Before coming, he only asked Ao Chen in a letter to arrange a few good-looking programs.

The officials were also surprised when they sat on the sofas, touching them left and right.

They wanted to ask Fang Zheng Yi, but they were too embarrassed to open their mouths.

Li Yansong leaned on the chair and let out a long sigh: "Ah... very good, this place is really good. I also want to get two of these chairs at home."

"It would be even better if there were some in the public office. My old waist has always been sore these years, and sitting on this chair has made it feel much better."

Zhang Dongxiang whispered: "Lord Li, why don't you ask Fang Zheng Yi where these chairs are sold? I also want to buy two."

"Why don't you ask yourself?"

"I will never coexist with that villain!"

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After everyone was seated, the maids began to serve tea. The Emperor's family naturally drank the tea that Fang Zheng Yi usually drank, while the others drank Da Pin Tianxian Tea.

Fang Zheng Yi specially prepared a small dessert and sent it to the princess. Li Yuanzhao, separated by Emperor Jing, revealed a pair of red eyes, tightly locking onto Fang Zheng Yi.

Fang Zheng Yi directly ignored him and said to Li Miaohan: "Your Highness, today's play is very exciting, especially the last one, Legend of the White Snake, which tells the beautiful love between humans and gods... I guarantee Your Highness will not have made the trip in vain."

Li Miaohan nodded with a smile. She was already very happy to be able to leave the palace. Except for feeling a little uncomfortable on the road, everything after arriving in Taoyuan County made her feel very fresh.

After Fang Zheng Yi finished speaking, he leaned closer to Emperor Jing and whispered, "Your Majesty, the program is about to start soon. I will go out and arrange it first."

Emperor Jing nodded in agreement.

Then, he walked straight out of the theater and directly found Ao Chen, who was on duty outside the door.

He opened his mouth and asked, "How are the sweet potatoes in the field doing?"

"Don't worry, sir. After receiving your letter, I ordered people to guard them day and night. There will be no problems. I have reserved the best piece of land for you, guaranteeing a good harvest!"

Fang Zheng Yi patted him on the shoulder: "Well done! Add a ginseng root to the evening meal for the guards watching the land!"

"How are the programs prepared? What have you prepared?"

Because he didn't know what programs were popular in the county, he only gave Ao Chen a rough indication in the letter, and then specifically selected a Legend of the White Snake.

Sitting with a beautiful girl princess, wouldn't it be appropriate to watch a tragic love story?

Ao Chen suddenly slapped his thigh after hearing this, and said annoyedly: "Oh! I forgot to notify the troupe that today's performance is for His Majesty. I only told the theater to clear the venue today..."

"But don't worry, sir. We have read the program list. The programs inside all meet your requirements, so we forgot to specifically explain it!"

Fang Zheng Yi frowned: "It doesn't matter, just perform as usual. But what programs are being performed today?"

Ao Chen thought for a while and said: "Well... the first act is a children's performance, Song and Dance of Youth, the second act is Fang Qingtian's Wrathful Execution of Chen Shimei, and the third act is Legend of the White Snake, just these three."

After listening, Fang Zheng Yi's brows relaxed.

Fortunately, these programs are indeed very suitable, and His Majesty and the officials must not usually see these programs, so they will definitely feel refreshed and exceptionally fresh.

"Not bad! Then let's do it this way, just perform normally."

"There is one more thing, have people from Prince Wu's mansion been to the county recently?"

"They have been here, and they have brought in a batch of wine as usual, not too much or too little, with no special performance, just like usual. Is there any problem, sir?"

Fang Zheng Yi thought for a while: "Pick two good players from the county to go to the capital, don't let people know, and investigate Prince Wu when you get to the capital."

Ao Chen's face straightened: "Don't worry, sir, I'll arrange it when I go back."

Since entering the capital, he had dealt with people under Prince Wu twice, once when he took the initiative to find them.

The other time was when the other party took the initiative to find him.

However, Luo Ningxin's attitude towards him when he went to Cangxiang Pavilion was too enthusiastic.

Although Prince Wu had no malice, this feeling of being hidden behind the scenes had already made Fang Zheng Yi deeply uncomfortable.

When he was in Taoyuan County, he could not see Prince Wu, but now that he has arrived in the capital, he is taking the initiative to find him... What kind of routine is this?

The most important thing is that Prince Wu is clearly a well-known idle prince in the capital.

His private abilities are probably far beyond ordinary people's imagination... The problem must be no small matter.

Afterwards, Fang Zheng Yi inquired about many issues in the county one by one.

In the middle, he also returned to the theater door and took a look at the performance on the stage through the crack in the door. A group of children were dressed like flowers, jumping and jumping.

It looked like a Spring Festival Gala performance, stupid to death. He didn't know why the people of Taoyuan were willing to watch this kind of bad program. Seeing that it was really boring, he retreated and chatted with Ao Chen about the situation in the county.

Time passed bit by bit, and most of the time had passed.

When Fang Zheng Yi hurriedly broke into the hall, he realized that the Legend of the White Snake had already reached its later stages.

Fang Zheng Yi was stunned at the door at the back of the theater.

He saw the Emperor and the group of officials slowly turning their heads to look at him, their expressions full of complex emotions.

Then they slowly turned their heads back, in unison......

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