The reborn soft empress only wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 165 New Strategies
Chu Yiqing never imagined that Feng Su'er, who was over forty years old, could lead troops so bravely into the enemy's camp.

Even someone with a certain ability like him doesn't want to get involved in the affairs of Guanghe City. The benefits are not big, and he has to argue with Wen Renyin.

But when I think about it carefully, I can't help but feel a little stunned.

Feng Suer who is going forward is the real Feng Suer.

She has been tortured by Qin Liang's family for these years. When Chu Yiqing saw her at that time, he felt that she had lost her vigor, and she was rich and rich, but she was not the daring to kill when she was young.

Now it seems that she is still the same.

Chu Yiqing sat up straight and began to think.

Luo Chuchu didn't bother him, and sat on the stool silently.

She believed that Chu Yiqing, who had spent half his life in the officialdom, knew better than she what to do.

After a while, Chu Yiqing sighed and said, "It's a pity that I can't go to the battlefield with Su'er..."

He really wanted to see Feng Su'er's heroic appearance again, but his reason told him that it was much better to sit in the rear and prevent Wen Renyin from attacking, than to go to the battlefield with a shoulder and a hand.

……

Ever since people from the caravan came to Guanghe City, it has become more and more lively every day.

The "Country Love" show performed by the caravan has become the most popular performance in the city. If you go late, you don't even have a place to stay, let alone buy some items that the caravan sells with great sincerity.

If everyone in the caravan is recognized when they go out, they can enjoy star-level treatment, and it's not a problem to buy a half a catty of vegetables as a gift.

Except for one person.

"Heroine" Xiaohua.

Young people have now completely lost their gender autonomy. They wear men's clothing when they go out, and some movie fans will come over and praise him for being as heroic as a man in men's clothing.

Even going to the toilet...

"Miss Xiaohua, I really can't let you in!" The uncle guarding the latrine refused to let him in no matter what the young man said.

"Then I'll go, let me go!" The young man left angrily, determined not to settle things outside the inn again.

Cough, don't gossip, it can be seen from various phenomena that Feng Su'er's caravan is now becoming more and more influential in Guanghe City.

Seeing this situation, other caravans also wanted to make money, so they started acting like cats and dogs.Without modern screenwriters, the things written are naturally incomparable with Feng Suer's caravan, but it is also a kind of entertainment.By acting in bad dramas, they also opened up business in Guanghe City.

Gong Hongfeng saw everything the caravan did.

To be valued by Wen Renyin, his personality is naturally the same as Wen Renyin's, with a smiley face and suspicious nature.

Seeing a "literary movement" in Guanghe City, he sent someone to see the performance, and the person came back full of praise, and strongly recommended Gong Hongfeng to go see it too.

Of course Gong Hongfeng wouldn't go to see this kind of low-level stuff, but he let go of most of his doubts.

It’s not just the people of Guanghe City who are affected. Don’t forget, the venue for the caravan’s performance was carefully selected. It’s located next to the market not far from the military camp. The people in the caravan can see clearly whether they are sending food or things here.

Even during the performance, some people from the barracks stood on the high platform and looked over here.

Things were progressing, but Feng Su'er felt that the speed was a bit slow, so she called the young man and asked, "Didn't you say that as long as the performance is good enough, someone will invite us to perform in the barracks? Your hands are so hot, why is no one coming to invite us?"

The young man thought for a while and said: "I think this may be caused by three reasons. First, although we have gained fame, they haven't come out a few times at all. How can we know how wonderful the performance is? Second Well, it's just..."

He was a little hesitant when he said this, because he couldn't make that thing.

"What is it?" Feng Su'er asked.

"It's because our voice is too low, we can't hear it inside, so we don't want to watch the performance, so we have to find a way to make the voice louder."

Feng Su'er thought for a while, and said: "Tomorrow, I will send someone to ask if there is a device to increase the volume. I remember that I saw something similar when I was out with my deceased husband. Go on, what is the third?"

"The third is the subject matter. Although everyone likes to watch short gossip about men and women among the parents, it is not suitable to perform in the military camp when it comes to the stage." The young man added confidently, "This is easy to handle. I have prepared other themes. There are also corresponding songs. Boss, you need to find some musicians and someone who can play drums."

After the discussion, the young man who found a new job was temporarily freed from the mystery of his gender and devoted himself to the creation of the play.

He has already made up his mind that when he gets old, he will write down all his experiences and name it "I am a screenwriter in another world", so that he can pass it on to future generations and treasure it forever.

Forced by the sense of urgency to complete the task, everyone quickly rehearsed a new repertoire.

The youth worked hard to combine the story of Hua Mulan joining the army in place of his father and sending his brother to the army for eighteen miles, combined with the customs of Guanghe City, putting family, love and friendship into it, and using words that were contrary to the style of the small townspeople before, becoming generous and heroic. , even Feng Su'er couldn't help but praise him as a talent after watching it.

Considering the sense of substitution, I decided to play Mulan first.The songs are ready-made, as long as you take them over, each song is simple and appealing.Sending off at Shibali wants to save it for the time when the barracks invites to perform. There are also many related songs, and the musicians have already asked the musicians to rehearse in advance.

On the day when the caravan announced the performance, the stage was crowded with dense crowds, and the team had grown so long that the stage could not be seen.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man had anticipated this situation, and moved all the things he needed to the stage one night in advance.

Those who were lucky enough to grab the front row found that there were not only musicians on both sides of the stage today, but also a big drum and two large trumpet-shaped objects on the stage. It was extremely lively.

At the beginning of the show, the young man was dressed in red, with flowers on his eyebrows. He was heroic and enchanting, and he was several times more beautiful than a village girl.

There was a sound of drooling from under the stage.

"Boom! Boom, boom, boom!" Holding two drumsticks tied with red ribbons in his hands, the young man beat the big drum while waving his sleeves. The red silk fluttered in the air. He looked very good with a red dress.

After a burst of passionate drumbeats, the young man threw the drumsticks, sat on the big drum, frowned, and said in a drawn-out voice: "I--sorrow~" He specially learned this sound from the opera singer.

This opening was already shocking, with two loudspeakers that can amplify the sound, even the people at the end of the line could hear what he was singing clearly.

In this era, there is no such thing as "crime of disturbing the people". The sound was transmitted to the nearby military camp, and instead of coming to chase it away, the guards listened intently.

(End of this chapter)