In an instant, Jingwan understood. Tsk. That was why this man was able to make use of everything reasonably. — There was nothing wrong with it. If the King of Hell wanted it, she had to do it. Anyway, Jingwan was more familiar with the people in the prince's mansion. Moreover, it was not the first time that they had followed Jingwan's request to rehearse a play. So, there was no problem.
However, it would take some time for so many people to come over. Therefore, during this period, she still needed the opera troupe from the prefectural city. Of course, there were also those who played. In short, the purpose was to make people relax. It was not to use soft words to lure people into the village of gentleness and weaken their willpower. It had to be positive.
With such a plan and with someone's agreement, Jingwan did not hesitate and did as she said.
Therefore, when the "wounded soldiers' camp" started to set up the stage, many people were puzzled. What was she going to do? The soldiers who lived at the bottom of society were always the most numerous. Most of them were born in poverty. Perhaps they had only heard of opera but had never seen it before. Therefore, it was very normal for them to not understand it for a while. However, it did not mean that everyone here was not "knowledgeable". Therefore, it was normal for them to be seen through in one sentence.
Therefore, many people were excited and looked forward to it.
The list of the opera was prepared at the mention of it. It was still the same meaning that the audience could choose whatever they wanted.
It was something that they had practiced more than once. Of course, they could choose whatever they wanted.
Although she did not have much contact with it in this world, in her previous life, her father was a jerk. However, Jingwan more or less learned something from him. She did not use it much in the past. Now, she was a little unfamiliar with it, but it was enough for these people. He was destined to do certain things in the future, and certain methods were necessary. Therefore, it was natural for him to start practicing now.
The people on the stage were immersed in singing. The people below the stage were watching enthusiastically. No matter whether they understood it or not, they were clapping and cheering together. They were so excited that they seemed to have forgotten the pain on their bodies.
Jingwan sat near a corner and unconsciously flicked her fingernails. This was the result she wanted. Then, she tilted her head. Well, she was probably a little more presentable now. Well, she wasn't very sure. She didn't seem to have any special feelings in her heart. So, when a person made up their mind to change, it was actually quite easy?!
In fact, in her previous life, because of her scumbag father, there was a period of time when she was a little disgusted with people who worked in politics. However, before this kind of feeling could reach its end, she was pulled back by her grandmother. Everything could not be generalized, and one could not judge everyone with one stroke. However, even so, she still felt a little repulsed at the bottom of her heart. Fortunately, after coming to this world, she was a little baby in her mother's womb who had not yet fully grown. This gave her enough time to adapt, so she would not show any repulsion towards being born in a family of officials. Thinking about it, her grandmother was a smart person. If she really had that kind of feeling, she was afraid that it would be very easy for her to detect it.
She did not know when that kind of feeling had completely disappeared. Many times, she felt lucky that she did not have to struggle at the bottom. It was not that she was afraid of hardships, but the oppression of class could make it difficult for her to breathe. Of course, she was even luckier to have such a family. Although it was not satisfactory in every aspect, Jingwan was content.
Needless to say, after she had interacted with a certain man. God had always been kind to her. And now, she had walked on this road. Her heart seemed to be quite calm.
When Jingwan retracted her gaze, she inadvertently noticed a person. The other party seemed to have discovered that she was looking at him and gave her a salute.
Jingwan felt that the other party was inexplicably familiar, as if she had seen him before. She wanted to take a closer look to identify him, but the other party had already turned his head and there was another burst of ear-splitting cheers. Jingwan glanced at the stage. The two martial artists were fighting fiercely, accompanied by the clanging sounds of gongs and drums. It could be said that it was quite "interesting". Well, she knew that in the eyes of these soldiers, this kind of scene should be much more exciting than those babbling sounds.
Jingwan retracted her gaze and looked at the direction just now. The person who seemed to be very eye-catching just now seemed to have merged with the others. She could not distinguish who was who.
The distance between the frontmost barracks and the prefectural city was getting farther and farther. This was actually a good thing.
Jin Qinwang's special request was not a particularly difficult matter. Le Chengdi naturally had to satisfy it. What's more, he also wanted his son to do things for him. However, compared to last year when he went to Jiang Nan, this time, Yu Zhongqing and Li Suyan sent him letters more frequently. It could be seen that he was more vigilant against his son who was placed on the battlefield.
Unfortunately, to a certain extent, he was a blind man.
Jin Qinwang wanted his own fu's theatrical troupe. Obviously, he was severely impeached again.
Then, the theatrical troupe that arrived in the Northwest was not only those from the Prince's fu. Several of the more famous theatrical troupes in the capital were also packed.
Jingwan coldly pulled the corner of her mouth. Hehe, this Emperor, what did he want to do?
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