Chu Qing was just joking, but he didn't care what others said about him. If he did, he wouldn't be able to survive today.
Opening the small box, he took out sheets of paper filled with "outline".
"In a few words, I will tell you the structure of the story, and then you will rehearse and rehearse, as soon as possible, and go on tour to various camps."
"May I ask your lord, this tour is..."
"It's just acting, the same drama, performed in different camps."
Zhang Chao hurriedly leaned over to take the paper, lowered his head and scanned it, looking at the crooked words at a glance, feeling a little confused.
"Craft, rather sloppy, very sloppy." Chu Qing pretended to be serious: "For people like you with no cultural background, it looks a bit laborious. Go back and read it slowly."
"My lord's calligraphy, as expected...as expected...as expected, it is indeed very rough."
Chu Qing said happily: "The border troops don't like those who love their children. Let's go straight to the hard food and rehearse the first thing. Yes, the story that the swordsman Liang Shanbo and the devil Juliet have to tell - the murder at Snow Mountain Villa."
Zhang Chao was even more confused. This was the first time he heard this story.
Chu Qing stretched out his head and took a look: "Yes, and my favorite one, "Will You Still Love Me After I'm Pregnant with Triplets? After 20 Years of Sadistic Love with a Crazy Border Army Boy", it is divided into two chapters. It’s the first half of the episode.”
Zhang Chao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked up at Chu Qing, his head full of questions: "Sir, this first episode has never been heard of by me, but this second episode is..."
""Yes, I will love you even if you are a DJ"."
"Brother...brother what?"
"DJ, De Yi D, Zhi Jie J, it's quite a burning story, Bi Bo Ran, just... well, forget it, you can go back and read it for yourselves. I made it up randomly on the way here... I racked my brains and wrote it. You go back and read it, and if you don’t understand anything, come and ask me.”
Fu San joked: "Master, I still like the one you mentioned on the road. It's the one you said was particularly burning."
"Oh, you said the most brain-burning story, right? If you are willing to watch it, let them act it."
Chu Qing walked over, rummaged through the pile of papers in Zhang Chao's hand, and finally pulled out three pieces of paper.
"That's it, but the outline is a bit sketchy. If you talk to him, it's like trying to make up for the word count."
"I heard you say it last time, but I didn't understand it. It was called... called Lei..."
"Thunderstorm." Chu Qing returned the paper to Zhang Chao: "My third brother wants to read this. After you go back, hurry up and rehearse it. See if you don't understand anything, and ask now."
Zhang Chao looked down and finally showed a relieved expression.
It’s not that I don’t understand anything, it’s that I can’t understand a single word.
"I'm asking you something. I don't understand anything." Chu Qing squinted his eyes and asked, "No, you can't read, can you?"
"Little literacy."
"Then Nian Nian, don't try to fool me, I have read a book."
Fu San: "Yes, my young master is very knowledgeable and talented, I bear witness to that!"
Zhang Chao looked at the first edition of "Thunderstorm" and muttered: "I...I have a bad fate. My mother-in-law and I were...married for the second time. She had a charming son who was attracted by my mother, so I My mother married his son, so my mother became my daughter-in-law, and my son became my stepfather. I call my mother mother, but my mother has to call me father-in-law, and my son calls me father, but I had to call him eldest father, but I had to call my mother-in-law grandma, because he was my stepfather’s mother. Who knew that a few years later, my son would become my stepfather, and he gave birth to a daughter. As my half-sister, he has to call me brother, but he also wants to call me...call me...grandpa?"
Zhang Chao grinned and looked up at Chu Qing, his brain in a state of panic.
"Look at what I'm doing, keep reading, this story is going to burn your head."
"Oh, okay, you should also call me grandpa, because she is also my granddaughter. Not long ago, I gave birth to a son with my mother-in-law, my grandma. He is my stepfather's brother, so I am his nephew. I have to Discipline his uncle. He is my son, and he has to call me dad. Moreover, I am my mother-in-law’s husband, she is my grandmother, and I am my grandmother’s grandson. In other words, I am my grandmother’s husband, and at the same time, I am my husband. My grandson, this is me. My unfortunate fate has made me lose my way, and I am addicted to this unlucky generation and cannot help myself..."
Fu San looked at Chu Qing with a look of admiration on his face: "It's really a burning head. Who else but you, Master, can come up with this masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation."
Chu Qing laughed heartily and was extremely proud.
Don't talk about you, third brother, I don't even understand it myself.
Zhang Chao lowered his head again, with light in his eyes.
He felt that he had encountered the biggest challenge in his career. The male protagonist's life experience was enough for him to deal with for a month.
Standing up and saluting again, Zhang Chao asked respectfully: "A young master named Chang Erye has found a place for us in the southern suburbs of the city. We can read Master Chu's plays tonight. I don't know what else Master Chu has." It can be ordered."
"Well, you are not allowed to ask for tickets after the performance, and you are not allowed to scold the audience, and..."
Chu Qing paused and realized that he had thought too much. Acting was not writing novels, so there were so many nonsense.
Sighing slightly, Chu Qing patted Zhang Chao on the shoulder: "Just act how you want to act. It's a good profession, better than writing Internet novels about street fights."
Zhang Chao left, and Fu San asked curiously: "Master, what do you mean by the online novel about Pujie?"
"Whatever you say, you can't get involved in this business. Whoever gets involved will be in trouble."
"Why."
"A big bird can get through any forest." Chu Qing sat on a stool and began to complain: "I have a friend who you don't know. You were in the border army at that time and I was in my hometown. My friend wrote novels. Yes, just writing stories, he encounters many strange people, and he wants to punch them in the face."
After talking nonsense, Chu Qing rolled his eyes.
In his last life, he actually had a friend who wrote street novels. He was a very stupid person, and he got worse every day, and he grew up and deserved a beating.
Yawning, Chu Qing returned to the bedroom and took out Tao Ruolin's portrait again.
After unfolding it, Chu Qing suddenly felt a little anxious and went back.
He thought that Tao Ruolin sent the portrait not to urge him to go back, but to let him do things with peace of mind.
Only when things are done well and the frontier soldiers are fat and strong can they be considered as done, and then they can go back to play with their legs with their chests puffed out.
Thinking of this, Chu Qing smiled.
Yes, it must be like that, Tao Ruolin must mean this.
Thinking of Tao Ruolin's beautiful face and every detail of the two getting along, Chu Qing spoke softly and affectionately.
"Which bastard painted it? If I catch you, I will destroy your whole family!"
…………
Changjing, Tao Mansion, Tao Zhongyuan, the second lady of the Tao family, suddenly sneezed.
In addition to Tao Zhongyuan, someone also sneezed, Sun An, the emperor's personal attendant in the palace.
The old eunuch looked at the cursing fourth child without daring to breathe.
"I wanted to renovate the Taowu Palace last year, but Chu Qing couldn't do the work. How could Wangyuan City invest so much money?"
Jiang Yuesheng smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, Wangyuan City is closely related to the border army. This is about managing people's livelihood. The generals don't understand. There must be a reason why Commander Chu did this."
"Just buy grain and grass, buy war horses, and send them to the frontier army. Why do we need to do so much construction?"
Huang Laosi scolded him for a long time. In fact, he felt that Chu Qing was unjust and would not give it to outsiders if he had money.
But even though he was scolding, in his heart, Lao Si knew that Chu Qing was also thinking about the overall situation.
But thinking about it like this, when he recalled that Chu Qing gave him 50,000 yuan before leaving the capital, he got particularly, very angry.
We are two brothers. Ninety-nine percent of the time, we are brothers. If you have 10,000,000 yuan, I will give your fourth brother 50,000 yuan. You are too unjust!
In terms of the overall situation, Huang Laosi knew that Chu Qing did the right thing.
But from the perspective of diaosi psychology, the fourth child is particularly unhappy.
"Calculating the days, it's been more than a month since Chu Qing left Beijing."
The fourth child suddenly smiled and looked at Jiang Yuesheng: "Chu Qing can take tens of millions of dollars from a noble family in Beijing. He is the commander, and you are also the commander. If, I mean if, if you are like Chu Qing, How much money can you extort from a blackmailed family?"
Jiang Yuesheng's face was confused.
He suspected that Huang Laosi was crazy about money.
The reason why Chu Qing can ask for tens of millions of dollars is because he defeated half of the ministers. In the later stage, it was all handled by the same government office. Can it be the same thing?
Huang Laosi was very disappointed when Jiang Yuesheng remained silent.
After all, our brothers from the Lao Chang family are the most powerful. Outsiders... are nothing. They won't come even if they don't get 10 million yuan, they are useless.
Huang Laosi looked at Sun An: "My debt...the imperial edict issued by me, count the days, will it be delivered to the border soon?"
"Hurry up and leave. It should be here in the next few days."
Huang Laosi looked nervous.
Lao Shi, you should give me face, right?
