Daming: At the start of the showdown, Lao Zhu was stunned

Chapter 952: Singing also has dignity
Guilichi was horrified. Although they were dressed in sackcloth clothes and had grease paint on their faces, so their appearance could not be seen...but just by looking at their body shapes and the Mongolian-style bald heads, anyone could tell from a distance that these people were obviously Mongolians.

But these Mongolian cavalry, these compatriots, shot arrows at them, trying to kill them!

Guilichi's eyes widened.

"Arrow attack!" The Ming soldier who wanted to attack Guilichi shouted a warning, and then several Ming soldiers rushed over and raised their shields high. "Duoduoduo", a series of arrows hit the shield, and the Ming soldier raised his shield to block the arrows that were attacking Guilichi.

Gui Lichi was slightly startled. The Ming army had already begun to call on their comrades and fight back against the Mongolian cavalry. After several musket shots, the Mongolian cavalry left behind several corpses and began to flee to the north.

"Tsk, these thieves are so annoying." The Ming army soldier said. He chopped off the arrow on the shield with his sword, turned his head and asked Gui Lichi, "Are you not hurt? These damned Mongols don't even care about their own family members..."

"What a beast."

"..." Gui Lichi was speechless. In his mind, he was still thinking back to the way a member of the Mengqi looked back at them when he left.

For some reason, he felt that those "compatriots" were most likely targeting them.

But... that shouldn't be the case. They are nobles of the Yuan Dynasty. Even if the Khan sent troops, he should have wanted to rescue them and leave the Ming Dynasty.

Why would you want to kill them?
No one could answer Guilichi's doubts. The Ming army cleaned up the battlefield with ease and continued to advance towards Kuancheng. This was just a very ordinary encounter. For the soldiers guarding the border, it was really commonplace.

The Mongolian "actors" who arrived in Kuancheng were warmly welcomed by the soldiers of Kuancheng Qianhu Suo.

Unlike Daning City, Kuancheng, which is geographically closer to the Great Wall, is also an extremely prosperous trading place. In the city, there are common people, herdsmen, and merchants everywhere. The performances of Guilichi and others are not in the military camp, but in the downtown area.

The soldiers were restrained by military discipline and were more reserved, but the common people, merchants, herdsmen, etc. were not restrained by these disciplines, and after a performance, the cheers and applause continued for a long time.

Seeing that the play he and others had put together was so popular, Guilichi's sweaty face unconsciously revealed a hint of joy.

At this moment, a businessman who looked like a wealthy businessman was so happy that he kept clapping, but he still felt it was not enough, so he took out a few silver beans and threw them directly onto the stage.

"Zhao Zilong is great, and you guys acted well too! This is my reward for you, go have some tea!"

The silver beans clinked and fell on the stage. Guilichi and others froze on their faces, and the joy they had just felt disappeared instantly.

It is common to give money to the audience. When faced with such generous guests willing to give money, any troupe should be grateful, and it is reasonable to give them a small encore and serve them well.

But Guilichi and others were different. They were all wealthy and frivolous in the Yuan court in the past. They would give out more than a thousand coins as reward for watching a play.

They were already ashamed to be actors, thinking it was beneath their status, and now they were being "humiliated" like beggars by these Han merchants who took this "mere" amount of silver. How could they not be filled with righteous indignation?
As if he was a ghost, he wanted to turn against me immediately.

However, before he could utter a curse, a Ming army soldier from Kuancheng Qianhu Suo had already gone onto the stage, picked up the silver beans one by one, then jumped off the stage, walked up to the rich businessman, and solemnly handed the silver beans to him.

"Please take it back!"

"This..." The rich businessman was puzzled and said with a smile: "My lord, this is the money I give them as a reward. It is only natural to pay for watching opera."

Then he smiled at Guilichi and said, "Hey, the singer, why don't you take the money I gave you?"

"You performed well in this play, and this is what you deserve. Although I am a businessman, I am also very firm in my words and deeds."

"You can take this silver bean! Do you think ill of me?"

Before Gui Lichi and the others could say anything, the general was already unhappy. He frowned and said, "What opera singer? This is our military art troupe! Not actors!"

"The people who set up the stage here are from our army... Who are you trying to humiliate by taking this little bit of silver?"

"Oh my." The rich businessman was so surprised that he quickly put away his silver beans. "It turned out to be someone in the army!"

"This... this, I mean no offense." He said, still a little confused: "In the army, there is actually a troupe of actors in the army? And there are such good plays..."

"What's the use of a drama troupe in the army? If such a good play catches the eyes of wealthy families, they can make a lot of money! How could you be willing to stay in the army?" The rich businessman looked at Guilichi and the others and spoke incoherently.

Guilichi and others had their faces painted and wore theatrical caps, so other people could not tell that they were Mongol captives.

Before Gui Lichi could reply, the general of the Ming army said dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean by making a lot of money? It's obvious that it's just a toy for the rich to waste!"

"Isn't it better to perform in our army than in those who perform in a servile way? Our military supervisor said that the art troupe's plays are not just for entertainment, but to make everyone understand the truth... Our Daning's military supervisor is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! The most learned people in the world are vying to be His Royal Highness's teacher. How can His Royal Highness be wrong when he says that?"

When the merchants and common people heard that it was the prince who said this, they were amazed. Someone asked in confusion, "Can an opera singer understand the truth? This is the first time I've heard of this."

"That also has its own characteristics. If it is a good play, it will naturally contain great truths." The general said. "For example, this play clearly explains why our Ming Dynasty was able to restore China... Isn't it because our Ming Dynasty is a benevolent and righteous army like Liu Bei, and has many brave generals like Zhao Zilong and Guan Yu under its command, that we were able to drive out the brutal and unjust Tartars and restore our China."

A group of people thought about it and realized that it was true. Why was Zhao Zilong able to rescue the young master from the fierce Cao army in this drama? It was because of his benevolence that Zhao Zilong did not give up easily in the face of fierce Cao army, and fought hard to go in and out seven times in one breath, saving Liu Xuande's bloodline... However, some people who knew a little about history raised questions, saying that Shu Han did not eventually win the world.

Someone immediately stood up and said: What do you know? Shu Han was not blessed by God. If Liu Bei could live a few more years, if Guan Yu could live a few more years, if Prime Minister Zhuge could live a few more years...then how could the world not belong to Shu Han?

As for our Ming Dynasty, our emperor is wise and brave, and will live forever. Like Shu Han, he is a benevolent and righteous army. Naturally, he will be able to conquer the world. Could we still allow those brutal and unjust Mongols to continue to occupy the world?
(End of this chapter)