I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 27 Proposal
The stands below the theater in Prince Jing's Mansion fell into deathly silence.

Everyone present looked at the angry Zhu Houxuan in confusion, not understanding why he was so angry. Concubine Liu was even more surprised. She hadn't seen Zhu Houxuan so emotional for a long time, which showed that Zhu Houxuan cared about this matter very much, and it also showed that Yu Chunlai's strategy worked.

But from what Zhu Houxun said, he seemed very dissatisfied with the arrangement of this scene and thought it was random.

Although Concubine Liu thought that this scene was still very exciting, it showed the spirit of the holy monk who was not tempted by beauty and power and was devoted to Buddhism.

Concubine Liu gave Yu Chunlai a secret look.

Yu Chunlai was such a smart man that he immediately understood what Concubine Liu meant.

"Your Highness, are you not satisfied with this act? Troupe Master Zheng is here, just tell him if you have any opinions." Yu Chunlai came up and pointed at a fat middle-aged man not far away.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. If you are not satisfied with anything, you can tell me and I will change it when I return." Troupe Master Zheng was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground. He really couldn't understand why a play that was very popular in Nanjing made the little prince so angry.

"How can such a good play be made up like this?" Zhu Houxun said coldly.

"Making nonsense? I didn't make it up." Boss Zheng was stunned.

"You" Zhu Houxuan suddenly felt that it was very boring to continue arguing. No one could understand what he meant by "making up stories". He suddenly felt bored and stood up to leave.

Yu Chunlai on the side spoke out to stop Zhu Houxun. The frequent appearance of the word "random fabrication" gave him a new idea.

"Your Majesty, since you think that the play by troupe leader Zheng is a farce, why don't you personally come out and choreograph a new play according to your wishes, so that we can all open our eyes?"

Boss Zheng didn't dare to interrupt and just nodded desperately.

Yu Chunlai's proposal made Concubine Liu secretly applaud in her heart. This was really a good idea. It grasped the core of the problem at once. Moreover, there were precedents in the royal family for arranging operas. It would not be laughed at as long as she did not go on stage to perform as an actor.

Zhu Houxuan had become much more sober by this time, and he somewhat regretted his impulsiveness just now.

He also realized the purpose of Yu Chun's words, and he didn't want to fall into this trap.

"It's okay. I was just in a hurry." Zhu Houxuan calmly said after calming down.

"Mother, I have a lot of things to do, so I'll take my leave first!" He said to Empress Dowager Zhang again.

After watching Zhu Houxuan disappear, Empress Dowager Liu called Yu Chunlai to her side and said, "It's a good idea to let Xuan'er choreograph operas. I think Xuan'er is quite interested. You should think of a way to make more efforts on this matter so that Xuan'er can choreograph operas. This way, he will have no energy to do those messy things."

"This slave knows"

On the way back, Zhu Houxuan was completely sober and began to reflect on why his emotions fluctuated so greatly today.

The final conclusion was that he wanted to see the familiar things from his previous life too much, and today's opera raised his expectations very high, but he was greatly disappointed.

However, he refused to be asked to choreograph a play. He knew nothing about opera in his previous life, and it would be useless to choreograph a play.

Zhu Houxuan quickly put the matter behind him and went to Gongzheng Institute to discuss technology with the craftsmen.

In the process of discussing and inspecting the work of the craftsmen, Zhu Houxuan vaguely felt that the craftsmen's mental state today was not very focused.

But he didn't take it seriously until lunch time when he realized what was going on.

Zhu Houxuan's lunch and the craftsmen's lunch were both delivered from the kitchen, but Zhu Houxuan's lunch was more sumptuous.

Zhu Houxuan has recently often stayed at Gongzheng Institute to dine with the craftsmen.

After spending so much time together, the craftsmen have become quite familiar with Zhu Houxun. After all, Zhu Houxun is usually quite gentle and kind, and he doesn't put on airs, especially Jin Tong's younger apprentice Wang Xiaowu.

"Your Highness, did you just go to the theater to listen to an opera?" Wang Xiaowu carefully approached Zhu Houxuan.

"Yes, I came back after listening to a piece of opera. Xiaowu, how did you know that I went to listen to opera?" Zhu Houxun still liked chatting with Wang Xiaowu.

"I saw the opera troupe enter the mansion yesterday. There were more than 30 people! It was a really big troupe. The biggest troupe in our village only had a dozen people. Did this troupe sing very well?" Wang Xiaowu started talking. "It was OK, just so-so," Zhu Houxuan said casually.

"Your Highness is well-informed, unlike us who are narrow-minded. We are not far from the theater and can vaguely hear the singing over there. I just lay on the wall and listened for a while. The singing was really good." Wang Xiaowu said intoxicatedly.

"Xiao Wu, what nonsense are you talking about!" Jin Tong, who had been listening nearby, quickly shouted back.

"Master Jin, let Xiaowu continue speaking. It's not a big deal." Wang Xiaowu's words aroused some interest in Zhu Houxuan.

Wang Xiaowu, who was scolded, also came to his senses. He didn't dare to say much and just ate his meal quickly.

Zhu Houxuan wanted to continue the topic, so he continued to ask: "Xiaowu, do you often listen to opera in your country? Do you like listening to opera?"

"I love listening to operas. Who doesn't like listening to operas? Is someone who doesn't like listening to operas still a human being?" This question touched Wang Xiaowu's sore spot, and he said excitedly.

"But our countryside is too poor. I have only listened to opera five times in my life. That's great! I remember clearly what was sung in those five operas. I would go without food for three days if I could listen to an opera. There are also people in our village who follow the opera troupe, both young and old," Wang Xiaowu continued chattering.

Other craftsmen were also attracted by this topic and joined in.

"I'm thirty-six years old and have attended the show eight times. It's great!"

"I have lived for so many years in vain and have only heard the opera four times"

The smile on Zhu Houxuan's face gradually disappeared and he became serious.

He suddenly realized that in this feudal society, the spiritual and entertainment life of more than 90% of the people was extremely poor. The opera, which he considered extremely boring, would be the topic of conversation among farmers and craftsmen for many years in the countryside of the Ming Dynasty, and could be remembered for many years.

In this age of low productivity, more than 90% of people are busy trying to fill their stomachs. If the problem of food and clothing is not solved, there is naturally no way to satisfy spiritual needs.

But this demand does exist, but it is extremely suppressed. People's yearning for beautiful things is innate.

He realized that a good entertainment and cultural product would have an immense influence in this feudal society.

He suddenly realized that there was great potential in this field.

To use the terminology of the game "Civilization", his previous plan was to achieve technological victory, but he now finds that he can also achieve cultural victory at the same time.

Because reality is not a game, taking two routes will result in competing for resources, but in reality you can take both routes together.

Moreover, cultural propaganda, like industry and commerce, was neglected in feudal society. Its practitioners had long been subjected to various forms of discrimination and had a very low status. This was a loophole he could exploit.

He must occupy the high ground of cultural propaganda.

Thinking of this, he said loudly to the craftsmen present: "Masters, I have seen your hard work in recent days, so I plan to invite you to the theater tomorrow to let the new troupe perform for you. What do you think?"

Zhu Houxuan's words aroused cheers from the craftsmen, who looked at him with admiration, and their morale was greatly boosted.

Hou Sen came up and whispered, "Your Majesty, this is against the rules."

Zhu Houxuan glanced at Hou Sen and said calmly:

"What's the use of royal power and wealth? Why should I be afraid of the rules and regulations?"

"What?" Zhu Houxuan's words made Hou Sen's brain crash.

"It's okay!" Zhu Houxuan looked into the distance.

"Teacher Liu is right! We should be good at both literature and sports!"

(End of this chapter)