Datang Nongwang

Chapter 907 The big performance, the crowd is surging
Wubenfang is very close to Pingkangfang.

It's so close that it's only a main street away.

Wubenfang is in the west, and Pingkangfang is in the east.

This is not.

Not long after, Liao Xian brought the black ghost to a restaurant in Wubenfang, and Li Chongyuan was sitting on a chair boldly.

It is a chair.

In the current Chang'an City, it can be said that modern chairs are everywhere.

And such chairs are basically similar to the chairs in Li Chongyuan's Yingbin Building.

At that time, Li Chongyuan drew pictures and got new-style tables and chairs for his restaurant.

After so many years, it has become so popular that some shops in Chang'an City, if they don't have a set of such tables and chairs, they feel that they can't be on the table.

even.

Such tables and chairs have been spread throughout the Tang Dynasty.

There are likes and dislikes.

Just like in the Shandong area, they don't like such modern tables and chairs, and they still choose such things as chairs and stools.

Li Chongyuan looked at the nigger who was brought in, and felt that the nigger was still the same, still so dark, and still so cautious.

Saying.

A few days ago, after being forced by Li Chongyuan to go to Xisha County Prince's Mansion in person, the black ghost has been living in Pingkangfang, rarely leaving the workshop.

that night.

He stayed in Xisha County Prince's Mansion for one night, and this night made him nervous, always feeling that Li Chongyuan would do something to him.

But did not expect.

The next morning, he was still alive and well.

and.

When he was about to leave Xisha County Palace, he only found out after asking the servants in the palace that Li Chongyuan had gone to court early in the morning.

This made him suddenly realize that Li Chongyuan was not as dark as in the legend.

And these days.

After he returned to Pingkangfang, he didn't go anywhere and stayed in Pingkangfang every day.

Although he didn't leave Pingkangfang, the members of his Anmin Gang didn't have any activities.

Help him inquire about the Fang family in Wubenfang.

even.

Not even a single trace of the Lu family's activities in Chang'an was overlooked.

Why would a green-skinned leader do this?
for money?
do not know.

But there is a saying, no matter what it is for, he is always looking for news.

After Li Chongyuan saw the black ghost coming, he looked around, he was really puzzled, "I asked you to come here because I have something to do for you, why are you looking around?"

"Back to King Li, I seldom come to Wubenfang. No, Wubenfang is going to hold a performer's conference recently, so I was curious and took a few more glances. I don't know why King Li invited me here? If so Please give me an order directly." The black ghost pretended not to understand, so he answered the wrong question.

Li Chongyuan didn't bother to ask any more.

As for a nigger, if he doesn't want to talk about it, even if you beat his wife so badly that he doesn't recognize him, he won't necessarily say it.

Don't look at the black ghost as the leader of Qingpi, but he is also a person who has been on the battlefield and killed the enemy.

Although he is afraid of death, after so many years, Li Chongyuan can also see the guilt in the black ghost's eyes, and he can also see that the black ghost is not the kind of person who is really afraid of death.

Li Chongyuan raised his chin, "My cousin, you should know him, he is the one who organized the performer's conference. He now has a batch of leaflets in his hand, which needs to be distributed to the people in various lifangs. And there is no one at the moment, so I thought Don’t worry, you won’t lose a penny. As for the price, you can talk to him.”

Li Chongyuan got up, as if he wanted to put Li Chongzhen directly on Li Chongzhen as the initiator of this performer conference.

Also really.

This performer's conference was originally initiated by him, Li Chongyuan, but the executor was Li Chongzhen.

In order to hide behind, Li Chongyuan really didn't want to get involved in too many things.

It’s fine to give ideas, but let’s forget about directing or something.

After leaving the restaurant, Li Chongyuan didn't leave Wubenfang, instead he went to the Guozijian.

And in the restaurant.

It was the first time for Li Chongzhen to see a black ghost, and he was a little confused. He really didn't understand how his cousin would know such a street person.

In Li Chongzhen's eyes, the nigger could tell at a glance that he was a green skin wandering in the market.

"What ability do you have to make my cousin fancy?" Li Chongzhen couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

The nigger cupped his fists respectfully, "Going back to Marquis of Li County, the young one doesn't have much skills, but his legs and feet are fast. And there are people who the young ones know in every lifang. If the Marquis of Li County needs the young one to pass on something, the young one Guarantee, in less than an hour, everyone in Chang'an's Lifang will know."

In the cognition of niggers, leaflets are probably just words, but they don't know that they are pieces of paper.

"Oh? So, my cousin has found you, and he really found the right person." After hearing this, Li Chongzhen felt a lot more at ease.

The black ghost didn't reply, but Li Chongzhen was very relieved by that respectful gesture.

Li Chongzhen waved to the steward behind him.

The steward immediately understood, took out the printed flyer from his pocket, and handed it to the nigger.

The nigga took the pieces of paper, his eyes were full of confusion.

When he looked at the words on the piece of paper, he immediately understood that the leaflet Li Chongyuan was talking about was not a word, but a piece of propaganda paper.

The pieces of paper are not that big, just bigger than a palm.

Li Chongzhen raised his head and said, "I have printed [-] leaflets like this. You need to help me distribute the [-] leaflets to the people in every Lifang before the time of Xu. It is best to ensure that there is one leaflet per household. Can you do this?"

"One hundred thousand?" The black ghost was startled when he heard the number Li Chongzhen said.

I was not surprised by the distribution of [-] leaflets, but the value of [-] leaflets.

One hundred thousand sheets of paper the size of a palm, even if they are small, are worth a lot of money.

The nigger counts in his mind.

[-] leaflets like this, just paper, cost five or six yuan a sheet, and the price of printing it is even more expensive.

Although he couldn't know how much money it cost to print, he could also know that the value of [-] sheets of such paper was definitely not low.

The nigger couldn't help but be shocked by such a skillful hand, the Li family is really rich.

Not to mention Li Chongyuan is rich, but this cousin is also rich.

But he didn't know that all the money for the preparation of the performer's conference came from Li Chongyuan.

For these [-] leaflets, despite the large number, the money spent on them is less than half of a sponsor's money.

and.

Li Chongzhen didn't even pay the capital, he just found a printing company to sponsor, and even made hundreds of money.

It is a fool to have money and not make it, and if you don't make such money, you will be struck by lightning. This is what Li Chongzhen said.

There is a saying.

The wool comes from the sheep, but Li Chongzhen will definitely not give a penny, he only wants to make money.

Li Chongzhen was shocked when he saw the nigger, thinking he couldn't do it, "Why? There are too many? That's not okay, one hundred thousand tickets must be distributed, and one cannot be kept. If you can't do it, there is still time now, and I will return it to you." You can find someone to do it."

"The Marquis of Li County has filtered too much. Don't say 20, it is [-]. The small ones can be distributed to the people of Lifang before Xushi, and we guarantee that no one will be missed." The black ghost Who would refuse such a small thing.

He is the same as Li Chongzhen, as long as he has money to earn, he will accept as many jobs as there are.

Seeing that the black ghost agreed to this matter, Li Chongzhen smiled, "A piece of three pennies, you settle with him."

"This Marquis of Li County is really short of money. The Marquis of Li County doesn't know that the money for running errands in Chang'an is calculated by footsteps. Besides, what Li County Marquis wants to distribute is not a Lifang, but all of Chang'an City. Lifang are all over every corner of Chang'an." The black ghost began to negotiate the price.

Li Chongzhen narrowed his eyes, "Then how much do you say?"

"A piece of eight coins."

"It's too much, I'll give you four Wen at most."

"That won't work, at least seven coins."

"Four and a half."

"Six texts."

"Five texts."

"make a deal."

Five cents a piece, this was the final negotiated price.

After negotiating the price, the black ghost immediately followed Li Chongzhen's manager and left.

Soon.

Immediately, many green skins with leaflets in their hands, or traffickers and pawns, and even children can be seen everywhere in the Lifang of Chang'an City.

Every time these people saw someone, they would stuff a leaflet into the hands of the other person, shouting, "Tomorrow Laba, there will be a big performance at Wubenfang." '

Those people were suddenly stuffed with a piece of paper, and they heard something about "Tomorrow's Laba, Wubenfang Grand Performance", and they were very interested.

Those who can read, of course, read with a piece of paper.

Those who could not read were looking for those who could read.

"Wubenfang Grand Performance, this is a grand performance in history."

"How to say?"

"Didn't you go and have a look? The stage started to be built there a few days ago, and there are several stages in one set up. I heard that even the girls in the brothel will perform on the stage."

"I heard that all those performers will be invited."

"Then I will take my family to see it tomorrow."

"Two pennies per person, it's not expensive to arrive. It happens that there is nothing to do tomorrow, and there is no curfew, so I will go with me."

"Go together, go together."

Such scenes are being staged in every Lifang throughout Chang'an City.

And this time.

Li Chongyuan returned to the mansion and saw Gou Sheng holding a leaflet, muttering something.

When Li Chongyuan returned to the mansion, Gou Sheng quickly hid the flyer in his arms and came up to greet him, "Xiao Langjun has returned to the mansion."

"Gousheng, you don't want to go to Wubenfang to watch the performance tomorrow, do you?" Li Chongyuan had already seen Gousheng and hid the flyer.

Gou Sheng nodded after hearing this, and then shook his head violently, "Xiao Langjun, I can't leave the mansion, otherwise, there will be no one guarding the gate of the mansion."

"Hehe, the house will be closed tomorrow, and everyone will go to the show. By the way, Wukong will also go to the show together." Li Chongyuan said with a big wave of his hand.

When Gou Sheng heard it, he thought his ears had gone wrong, "Xiao Langjun, is it true?"

"When did I ever lie to you? But, when you go to the performance tomorrow, hand Wukong to the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest will take Wukong to the performance." Li Chongyuan naturally nodded.

After the dog got Li Chongyuan's reply, he was so happy that he wished he could carry Li Chongyuan back to his house.

Gou Sheng didn't know that this show was organized by his little man, and he didn't even know the ultimate goal of his little man for this show.

He was so happy that he didn't know where he was, and he didn't feel that Li Chongyuan said that he would hand over Wukong to Le Dao.

Although there are two concierges.

But the other person was only acting as a porter temporarily.

Li Chongyuan said it was the first time he had closed the mansion.

This is not.

When this news reached the ears of the servants in the entire mansion, the cheers almost deafened Li Chongyuan's ears.

However, Li Chongyuan wouldn't scold him, not even the housekeeper.

The night passed.

When it was just dawn the next morning.

The gates of the major cities, the gates of the squares, the gates of the east and west, whether they are officials or officials, are all holding notices and posting them.

Some officials shouted loudly, "On the day of Laba, the night of Chang'an can't help it."

Laba every year is basically like this.

Even if it is not Laba, if some major festivals happen, there will be basically no curfew.

Even the birthday of the emperor, or the birthday of the empress and others, sometimes coincided with Chang'an's night.

When the sun slowly rises.

The four gates of Wubenfang have already been opened.

And the people arranged by Li Chongzhen were already in place.

Outside the gate of the Four Squares, there was a row of tables and people selling tickets, selling tickets to all the people who came to watch the performer's conference.

The ticket is just a small piece of paper, two fingers wide and one finger long, with the words "Performers' Conference" written on it, the ticket price below it, and a stamp.

A ticket costs two pennies.

Two pennies are very little.

But for the peasants, two liters of money is a lot, but in Chang'an City, two liters of money can only eat a bowl of soup, tea and a bowl of gruel.

But as far as these two pennies are concerned, Li Chongzhen really got the most out of them.

There were so many people who bought tickets to watch the performers' conference that the ticket booths were almost overwhelmed.

People buy tickets and enter the workshop for two Wen.

But if it was some vendors selling snacks, the tickets would be high, five hundred yuan per ticket.

of course.

If his family lived in Wubenfang, there would be no need to spend the five hundred Wen for tickets.

Although it was cold, but today there was a big sun, which made everyone feel warm.

When Li Chongyuan led the whole family up and down to Wubenfang, he was really shocked to see the scene outside the gate of the workshop.

original.

When the stage was first set up, Li Chongyuan felt that there were already enough people.

But looking at it now, comparing that day with today's, it really pales in comparison.

Look around.

Old people, young people, strong people, young people, old women, middle-aged women, girls, children, everywhere, it can be said that the crowd is surging.

A family of three, a family of five.

Fortunately, Li Chongyuan had already made preparations and assigned the soldiers of his family to Li Chongzhen.

Otherwise, with such a scene, Li Chongyuan was really worried that something would happen.

At least.

Li Chongyuan saw many soldiers guarding outside the workshop to maintain order.

In the workshop, Li Chongyuan could also imagine that there must be many soldiers maintaining order.

In fact, Li Chongyuan was thinking about it.

Li Chongzhen has often borrowed some people from other places, even Marquis Wu has borrowed a lot.

As for how he seconded him, as a child of the clan, he would naturally have a way.

After finally entering the workshop, although there are fewer people, Li Chongyuan can estimate that at the middle of the day, this person is estimated to be able to crowd the Wuben workshop.

(End of this chapter)