Chapter 99 Troupe

As a concubine, I have to get up early and pay my respects every day. This is filial piety.

However, Princess Pingyang exempted Zhu Huaizhen from paying her respects.

When the old lady heard this, she was very unhappy, but she didn't want to be known as mean, so she had to forgive Zhu Huaizhen for paying his respects.

Zhu Huaizhen was very grateful and sent many valuable ornaments to Princess Pingyang.

Such as the pink-glazed eight-peaches and olive vase, the enameled travertine flower pattern small vase, the imperial blue-glazed egret pattern plum vase, the jade-carved and agate-inlaid lotus pattern narcissus bonsai, the copper-based cloisonné enamel treasure Ganoderma lucidum bonsai, the rosewood inlaid silver-wire treasure Elephant bonsai, the red-carved pine, crane and deer square basin inlaid with treasures and the palace-made magpie and plum blossom bonsai, the pink glass ice pattern jar, the Jun kiln rose purple glaze sunflower-shaped flowerpot, the blue-glazed and gold-painted moon shadow plum pattern cup, etc.

Alas, she finally used Xiao Ge’s immortality storehouse.

Back then, in order to pave a smooth path for Chen Ming'an, she spent all her family wealth, tightened her belt to make ends meet, and was reluctant to use the Changsheng Treasury.

Some time ago, Southern Wu was destroyed. She followed Chen Ming'an and lived a hard life, and was reluctant to use the Changsheng Treasury.

Unfortunately, when they arrived in Southern Yan, they found it difficult to take a step forward.

If she doesn't use the Changsheng Treasury again, she will not be able to maintain Tu Mi's loyalty.

After all, Tu Mi is a descendant of the Feng family, and she is soft-hearted and will not tolerate toughness.

So, Zhu Huaizhen and Tu Mi stayed in Liuting Tower and lived a life under house arrest.

Eat and sleep, sleep and eat, and play in between.

However, Liuting Tower is not big, and I visited every corner of it in less than half a month.

"Tu Mi, tell me, I proposed to Princess Pingyang that we set up a drama troupe. Does she agree?" Zhu Huaizhen held his rosy cheeks, smiling, his eyes moving.

"Your Highness, Princess Pingyang should agree." Tu Mi pondered for a moment.

Yes, a princess of a fallen nation, marrying into the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, and having the leisure to support a theatrical troupe—what a privilege! Then, in the future, destroying Southern Chu wouldn't be too much of a hindrance, after all, Emperor Xuan of Yan was very lenient.

After figuring out this link, Zhu Huaizhen ran to Zitherwood happily.

Zhu Huaizhen did not directly propose the opera troupe, but raised his orchid finger and sang a passage from "Peach Blossom Fan".

Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.

"Mother-in-law, I don't sing well. But the opera troupe sings beautifully." Zhu Huaizhen blinked his grape eyes and smiled cunningly.

Princess Pingyang understood that Princess Ronghua Zhu Huai really wanted to raise a drama troupe.

She subconsciously glanced at the rosewood screen with hexagonal inlaid ancient patterns behind her and sighed softly, "Zhen'er, I haven't managed the Duke Dingguo Mansion for many years. You'd better ask someone else about this matter."

"Mother-in-law, who was that person? Could it be the old lady or Madam Chen? They have always taken pleasure in bullying me. How could they possibly agree?" Zhu Huaizhen shook Princess Pingyang's arm and pouted.

In fact, Zhu Huaizhen is not stupid. As long as Princess Pingyang is willing to make the decision for her, raising a drama troupe is just a piece of cake.

So, she acted coquettishly and squeezed out a few tears from the corners of her eyes.

Princess Pingyang stroked Zhu Huaizhen's furry head and was about to relent when Chen Ming'an emerged from behind a rosewood screen inlaid with hexagonal patterns and ancient patterns. His face darkened as he said, "Zhu Huaizhen, it's not impossible for you to start a theatre troupe. But my marriage to Lian'er is about to be put on the agenda, so you should pay more attention these days."