This was what Shen Yu had thought of recently. The disaster relief method that the imperial court was about to announce was not only in Da Huan, but also in the previous dynasties. Unlike the ministers in the imperial court who understood this method after a dispute, the people of Da Huan didn't understand this method.
If someone had evil intentions at this time, the people who didn't know the inside story would easily fall into the trap.
"A Yu intends to use opera to let the people understand?" Shang Junlin picked up the script in Shen Yu's hand and asked.
"Yes, I originally wanted to let some small officials explain it to the people. Later on, I thought that oral explanations might not be enough to reach the people's hearts. I have to find another method. It's best to mobilize the people's discussion and thinking." The people of Da Huan loved to listen to opera. Shen Yu wanted to weave this method into the opera, and then let the opera troupe sing it for the people.
Shang Junlin roughly flipped through the script. Right now, it was only a rough outline of the story. He was very familiar with the handwriting on the script. It was Shen Yu's.
"A Yu is very thoughtful." After Shang Junlin finished reading the story, he felt that this story was just right. The disaster relief was linked throughout the entire story. Everything that happened in the opera revolved around it.
What's more, Shen Yu also included the possibility that someone might maliciously misinterpret the imperial court's meaning. He was very thoughtful. Even if someone wanted to use this to cause trouble, their first reaction would be that it was a bad person in the opera.
Shen Yu was almost done with his work. It just so happened that it was time to eat. He said a few words to the opera troupe and then left with Shang Junlin.
"I was scared to death just now." The woman in blue patted her chest. "With the Emperor here, I didn't even dare to breathe loudly."
"I didn't expect that the first meeting with the Emperor would be under such circumstances." The slightly older man sighed. Their opera troupe specialized in serving the imperial family. When the previous emperor was on the throne, he liked to enjoy life. The opera troupe often went in and out of the palace. Later, the new emperor who ascended the throne didn't like to enjoy life, so the opera troupe was completely idle.
He had taken over the position of the troupe leader from his master after the new Emperor ascended the throne. He had thought that he would be able to show off his skills and bring the troupe to greater heights, but the truth was that the troupe had been silent in his hands until now.
The troupe leader instructed the people below to continue preparing for the new show. This was their only chance. Whether or not they could make a beautiful comeback depended on this.
"It is our honor that Your Highness is willing to give us this opportunity. Everyone, cheer up. We must complete this matter perfectly and live up to Your Highness' expectations!"
"Yes!"
Those who were able to enter this troupe were all ambitious. To be able to provide entertainment for the royal family, they had to be the best troupe in the capital. In the past, they didn't have this opportunity, but now that they did, they had to perform well and not tarnish the reputation of the troupe.
Eunuch Meng had left and returned. The troupe leader asked nervously, "I wonder if Eunuch Meng has any instructions?"
Although they rarely went in and out of the palace, they still knew that Eunuch Meng was the Emperor's favorite person.
"I don't dare to give instructions. His Majesty specifically sent me here to tell you that after you have finished transcribing Your Highness's script, remember to hand it over to His Majesty." Eunuch Meng smiled kindly.
"I understand." So it was because of this matter. The troupe leader let out a sigh of relief.
"You must do it as soon as possible. His Majesty doesn't like Your Highness's things to be in the hands of others for too long." Eunuch Meng emphasized.
"Yes, yes." The troupe leader wiped the sweat from his forehead and watched Eunuch Meng leave.
"Troupe leader, why did His Majesty suddenly ask for the script back?" The man in pink walked over with a puzzled expression.
"Don't worry about it so much. Find someone with good handwriting and transcribe the script first." In just a short while, the troupe leader had already seen how much His Majesty cared about this Emperor. It wasn't surprising that he would ask for the script that Your Highness had personally written.
"I'll do it. I can also deepen my understanding of the role." The man in pink volunteered.
He was playing one of the main characters and had a lot of scenes. He really needed to understand the script very well. The troupe leader hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
The man in pink happily took the script and went to transcribe it.
The others looked enviously at the back of the man in pink. They had all been re-trained in the troupe. They had never entered the palace and had never seen the nobles in the palace.
"Before we came, the teachers in the troupe warned us that we must be very, very careful after entering the palace. The slightest carelessness will cause us to make mistakes. At that time, it would be a small matter if something happened to us, but if we implicated the troupe, it wouldn't be too much to ask for our deaths. As a result, I've always been very nervous. After coming here, I realized that it was completely different from what the teachers said."
The youth who spoke was about sixteen or seventeen years old. His face still had a hint of immaturity and his eyes were clear.
"Me too. When I entered the palace, I had to be very careful with every step. I was afraid that I would take a wrong step. When I was waiting to see Your Highness, I was so nervous that my heart almost stopped."
"After seeing Your Highness, I realized that Your Highness is completely different from the nobles that the teachers said. He is approachable and doesn't put on any airs. If there is something that we don't understand, he will explain it to us."
"I just plucked up my courage to ask Your Highness a question. Your Highness' voice is really nice to hear." The youth who spoke laughed.
"I shouldn't have hesitated just now. Otherwise, I would have been able to ask Your Highness a question."
"It doesn't matter. Your Highness will definitely come again in the future. We still have a chance!"
"Your Highness is beautiful, has a nice voice, and is talented. No wonder Your Highness is always favored."
"I envy Nan Qiao. He asked Your Highness a lot of questions today and Your Highness answered all of them for him. Now, he can even transcribe the script. I also want to …"
"Who doesn't want to? But our handwriting is not as good as Nan Qiao's."
"When the troupe leader told us to practice our handwriting, we shouldn't have been lazy."
The others nodded in agreement. Today's experience fully showed that good handwriting was really important.
Before the new drama was finished, they needed to live here. Considering that most of the people who came were young, Shen Yu specially ordered the kitchen to make some delicious food for them.
After Shen Yu entered the palace, the craftsmanship of the imperial chefs in the palace skyrocketed. Not to mention other things, they could be said to be handy when it came to cooking delicious food.
With Shen Yu's instructions, the deliciousness of the food the troupe ate in the palace was far better than outside.
"Master, when you came to the palace before, did you eat such delicious food?"
The large table of food was finished. The youths who were full collapsed on the chairs and became more and more curious about the senior in the palace.
The middle-aged man who was called Master was silent for a while: "No, these should be specially ordered by Your Highness."
In the eyes of Your Highness, they were just servants. The food they ate was not much better than the palace servants. How could they be treated like today?
It was not a secret that Shen Yu summoned the performers to Yuzhang Palace. Although they did not know what Shen Yu's purpose was, the ministers who heard the news still frowned.
"How can Your Majesty be so mischievous? The north is facing a drought, and you still condone Your Highness to enjoy himself?"
"Your Majesty has favored the legitimate son of Count North for a long time. If you don't like it, you can impeach him."
"Now, who dares to impeach this matter? Look at what happened to the previous imperial censors. The ones who impeached the most ruthlessly have long disappeared from the court."
"Are you going to let Your Majesty be so mischievous? What do you think, Prime Minister? "
"Is Your Majesty ignoring the court or what? Did Your Highness summon the troupe into the palace affect the government? Has His Majesty been too lazy to enjoy himself and ignore political affairs? Your Highness has been in the palace for so long. Have you done anything harmful to Dahuan? "
The Prime Minister's series of questions made the ministers confused. They murmured: "… No."
"That's it. I say, you are all idle. You keep an eye on the affairs of the harem every day. Have you finished the government affairs in your hands? Have you understood the specific measures regarding the donation? Don't make me teach you step by step! "The Prime Minister, who was almost crazy with work, really couldn't stand these people who didn't do proper business.
Several officials were asked until their faces turned red. They lowered their heads and went back to do their own things.
Yuzhang Palace.
After the meal, Shen Yu lay on Shang Junlin's lap and read a novel. The novel was bought from outside the palace. After knowing Shen Yu's preferences, there would be palace servants who were responsible for purchasing the latest novel for Shen Yu every month. After half a year, Shen Yu had finished reading all the novels in the palace's library.
"When I went to the small theater, what was A Yu talking about with the woman in pink?"
Shen Yu was reading something interesting and was interrupted. She was stunned: "What woman in pink?"
After asking, she realized what Shang Junlin was asking. She explained with a smile: "That was a man. It's just that his frame was small and he was short. He was one of the main characters. He was asking me some things about the play."
"There are so many people. Why did he ask you? If you can't understand, you can just ask someone else. "Shang Junlin twirled a strand of Shen Yu's hair around his fingertips.
"Why is Your Majesty so unreasonable?" Shen Yu raised his head and looked at Shang Junlin with interest: "Your Majesty only saw him. Before Your Majesty came, many people also asked me questions. According to Your Majesty's idea, these people should be replaced?"
Shang Junlin pursed his lips as he imagined that scene.
Shen Yu raised his hand and poked Shang Junlin's chin: "Is Your Majesty angry?"
"I'm not. The next time I go there, I'll accompany you." Shang Junlin knew how good A Yu was. It was normal for such a good A Yu to be liked by many people. He just felt unhappy that his treasure was being peeped at by others.
"You're really not angry?" Shen Yu raised his head and asked.
"No, I'm not angry at A Yu for this kind of thing." Shang Junlin denied.
"Okay then ~" Shen Yu deliberately dragged out his tone, "I originally wanted to kiss Your Majesty if you were angry. Since Your Majesty isn't angry …"
"I'm angry," Shang Junlin suddenly interrupted Shen Yu's words, "A Yu, I'm angry."
"Hahaha," Shen Yu shook with laughter on Shang Junlin's legs, "Your Majesty just said that you wouldn't be angry over this kind of thing."
"I said that I wouldn't be angry at A Yu, but I didn't say that I wouldn't be angry at others." Seeing that scene, Shang Junlin almost couldn't suppress the violence in his heart. Of course, he wouldn't blame A Yu. He wouldn't be angry at A Yu. He only blamed those who deliberately approached A Yu.
If Shen Yu hadn't noticed his arrival and stopped him, Shang Junlin didn't know what he would have done.
The violence in his heart could only be soothed by Shen Yu.
Shang Junlin stared fixedly at Shen Yu. The affection in his eyes was like thick ink that couldn't be melted. His pupils were originally pitch-black. When he stared at someone so intently, that person's reflection was imprinted in his eyes. It was as if he wanted to suck that person in.
Shen Yu was stared at by him and slowly stopped laughing. He could feel the drowning feelings in Shang Junlin's eyes. He propped himself up with one hand and hooked Shang Junlin's neck with the other, slowly approaching him.
"Then I'll kiss Your Majesty. Your Majesty won't be angry, okay?"
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