Xiao Wuyi's choice is undoubtedly very wise. If they only came here now, they could only stay in the Grand Theater honestly, because the food street has been occupied by men, and there are more than 500 people who buy tickets alone, and there are also some old hooligans who don't buy tickets. It is really a bit reluctant to install so many people in this food street.

In addition, the people who came were all nobles, and these nobles were really exhausted. After all, there was no official prostitute, and Pingkangli was in the process of rectifying. During this period, Chang'an had no entertainment atmosphere at all, and there was only a depressing atmosphere. These nobles urgently needed entertainment to relax themselves.

"Sir, please see the Grand Marshal!"

"Yunzhi has met Uncle Changsun!"

As soon as Changsun Wuji appeared, many ministers immediately went up to say hello, and soon Changsun Wuji was surrounded by people.

For a moment, it seemed like we were back to the era when Changsun Wuji was in power in the early years of Yonghui.

Although Changsun Wuji has been staying at home for many years and rarely goes out, his prestige in the court and even the whole country cannot be ignored. After all, he has been the prime minister for thirty years, and many ministers in the court are his disciples. In addition, Li Yifu and others are suppressing the nobles, and Changsun Wuji is just a representative of the nobles. In fact, many people still hope that Changsun Wuji can come out.

Changsun Wuji was different from the past. He was perfunctory and stood among the crowd, chatting with those younger generations with great enthusiasm.

In front of Xiaopang's Tongxiong Shop, He Ruohan and a few young men gathered together, muttering, and glanced at Changsun Wuji from time to time.

"See, see, see, Taiwei, Sikong, Duke Lu are all here."

"I've seen it long ago."

"I didn't expect this grand theater to be so attractive, even the Taiwei and Sikong came."

"Hmph! Are the Taiwei and Sikong not men? What's so strange about this?"

"You can't say that. Taiwei, Sikong, who is the person, what kind of woman they can't get. I think there must be something else in it."

"What's the trick?"

"have no idea."

"Uncle, the Grand Marshal is here too."

Wang Dejian found an opportunity and said to Xu Jingzong.

Xu Jingzong asked: "What do you think is the purpose of the Taiwei appearing this time?"

Wang Dejian said: "I don't think I'm at least not here to come to the show."

Xu Jingzong frowned slightly. He was not in the mood to think about those things at this time. He was a very jealous person. Now he is the prime minister. Changsun Wuji is just an outdated prime minister. However, his glory is far inferior to Changsun Wuji, so he must be uncomfortable.

"Do you feel it?"

Cui Jieren glanced at Changsun Wuji and asked several best friends beside him.

Zheng Shanxing sighed: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop!"

Wang Xuandao smiled and said, "I don't know who Brother Zheng thinks the tree represents? Who does the wind represent?"

Cui Jiebian said: "Yes, the wind has been blowing, but it's all the time big and small. It seems that this big storm is inevitable."

Lu Shigua sneered, "Maybe this is also a great disaster for my Tang Dynasty. These officials are all hypocritical hypocrites who talk about the people and the country, but they pretend to be good at their own interests, but they can even speak with righteousness. I would rather stay with those profit-oriented merchants, at least they would not disguise themselves as saviors."

Cui Jieren smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Lu, we are also officials now."

Mr. Lu said, "Then what are you holding in your heart?"

Cui Jieren smiled awkwardly, and couldn't continue talking about this topic.

A very few people have seen a little trick. Will the Grand Theater be so attractive to Changsun Wuji?

It’s really not necessarily that besides power, what else can attract Changsun Wuji?

The appearance of Changsun Wuji is obviously to show his prestige, but whether his intention is to come out again is intriguing.

Han Yi was very depressed at this moment. It was originally an entertainment feast, but he couldn't feel the entertainment atmosphere. Instead, the strong political atmosphere was almost the same, and it was almost a personal show for Changsun Wuji.

"My benefactor, Sister Liu is ready."

Sang Mu came behind Han Yi and said.

Han Yi nodded and said, "Then open the door!" He thought to himself, if you enter the theater later, I don't believe you still have the heart to think about why Changsun Wuji appeared here.

At the moment, the heavy door of the Grand Theater finally slowly opened.

And a moment ago, the staff of the Grand Theater had already gone to the food street to inform the guests that they were preparing to enter.

First of all, of course, the VIP guests first entered the venue. The VIP passage on the east side also walked. There was a winding corridor, which gave people a grand feeling. Walking on this corridor, you would feel like a VIP.

Changsun Wuji, Li Ji, Cheng Yaojin walked in the front without hesitation, and Xu Jingzong, Du Zhenglun, Yang Sine, Li Chunfeng, Yan Liben, Xiao Rui and others ranked second. In fact, Xu Jingzong was not qualified to take the VIP channel at first. VIPs were the kind that didn't pay, and they were given tickets in their hands. Of course, Changsun Wuji and others didn't even have tickets, so they just entered the venue by scanning their faces.

Han Yi would not be so humble to invite Xu Jingzong. Xu Jingzong bought first-class tickets himself, but Xu Jingzong was the best to save face. He thought to himself that I am a "founding meritorious person" and the prime minister now cannot even make a VIP seat. How can I continue to watch this drama? I pretended not to know and followed Yang Sine and the others into it.

Waiting in the VIP passage was Fu Niang, who was an official prostitute. She knew all these ministers. Who dared to verify their votes? Xu Jingzong was considered to be absent from the test.

Compared to the noble VIP passage, the main entrance is much more grand.

The high stone steps, thick and wide doors look majestic and majestic. Even the sound of the door opening makes people feel excited and excited.

This is not to say that Han Yi intended to design this way. It is actually the architectural style of the Tang Dynasty, with a small jasper side, but it is more solemn, magnificent and domineering.

What is the great heavenly dynasty? Only the Tang Dynasty!

Up the steps, entering the gate, and seeing everything inside, all the guests took a breath of air conditioning in their dreams.

The spacious hall is full of sight and gives people a strong visual impact.

Rows of seats covered with cotton pads are neat but not dull. The main color of jade is gorgeous but not delicate, wide, and tall hall is stretched but not ostentatious. The stairs made of wooden boards are simple but full of vitality.

But on the wall, there were beautiful and moving pictures of women, imaginative fairies and monkeys, contemporary popular painting skills, and cartoon paintings brought by Han Yi, which were vivid and lively and full of entertainment.

Especially on the roof, first of all, they have never seen such a high roof. This building is actually a combination of Chinese and Western style, and the theme is still from the Tang Dynasty, but there are also some Western elements. Because the Grand Theater model comes from the West, it cannot be completely abandoned. Some Western elements must be incorporated. There are also murals on the roof. Everyone looked up and muttered in their hearts, how did they draw it?

But no matter what, just this glance, everyone has forgotten the troubles outside and is completely immersed in the shock brought by the Grand Theater.

"Hmph! Sister Wuyi, you said we are not promising. Look at them, aren't they the same as we did just now? They are all dumbfounded."

I saw a young lady in the private room on the second floor raised her mouth and said to Xiao Wuyi beside her.

Of course, this lady had already entered the Grand Theater first. When they first came in, they were screaming in surprise, just like Liu Laolao who had just entered the city. Xiao Wuyi despised them.

Xiao Wuyi said angrily: "Like them, is it just a promising one?"

"You can't say that. Not to mention those young masters, look at the Grand Marshal and the others, isn't that the same."

Xiao Wuyi looked sideways at the VIP passage, and it was true. Changsun Wuji and the others were all looking around, their eyes were full of shock, and they couldn't help but pursed their lips and smiled, with great pride in their eyes.

Qi Wanqiu, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "I want me to tell you, it's not that we have no future, but that Han Shangshu is too capable."

“That’s, that’s.”

"Sister Wuyi, you are so lucky that you can meet such a wishful husband even if you run away."

"What did you say?"

"No, nothing-hehe!"

"I'm sitting here!"

Cheng Yaojin ran to the middle seat on the first floor and sat down. There was no way, and he had no tickets in his hand, so he robbed them all!

Changsun Wuji and Li Ji both shook their heads helplessly.

The Fu Niang came forward, "Duke Lu, the VIP seat is on the second floor."

"Second floor?"

Cheng Yaojin looked up and shook his head and said, "If you don't go, don't go, how can you hear clearly on the second floor! This is good! This is good! I like this one."

Na Funiang said again: "Duke Lu doesn't know that our grand theater has been specially designed, and the sound on the second floor is clearer than here."

Cheng Yaojin suddenly heard those rumors. He came today to see this magical theater, so he immediately stood up and said to Fu Niang: "Let's go, take me up quickly."

Fu Niang walked upstairs with a group of VIPs.

Cheng Yaojin was not a private room. When he saw that the best location was a private room, he immediately walked towards the private room.

Fu Niang said again: "Duke Lu, there is already someone in that private room."

"Who?" Cheng Yaojin looked around and saw Changsun Wuji and Li Ji standing behind him, Li Zhi was not here, is there anyone in Chang'an who has a higher prestige than him?

No!

Fu Niang said, "It's Princess Yuncheng and the others."

Cheng Yaojin was stunned, "Woman?"

This is very embarrassing!

Fu Niang nodded embarrassedly.

Changsun Wuji laughed: "Old man, it's not just a woman, but also Mrs. Han!" As he said that, he said to Fu Niang again: "Where is our seat?"

Fu Niang hurriedly said, "Taiwei, please come here."

Of course, the private room is definitely the best seat. Han Yi has always left the best for his family, and even the emperor has to be ranked behind. However, the VIP seats are actually not bad. They all come from elegant seats, as well as tea tables, tea and pastries, which are much better than the seats below.

After they sat down, the noise below gradually became smaller and everyone took their seats. The Grand Theater could accommodate 581 people, but there were only 500 seats and 81 stations. The station was actually good, just standing on the front corridor, very close to the stage.

Everyone sat on a large and comfortable chair and looked at the dense heads in front of them, and they were very excited. This was definitely the first theater of such a large size in history. Just being in it was a pleasure. Moreover, this theater also has very advanced lighting, ventilation, and lampstand design, so it was not boring to sit inside.

The only regret is that Han Yi did not throw away the red cloth design. When everyone saw the red cloth, they felt a little painful again when they saw it, and their curiosity was almost bursting.

Because this opening feast did not carefully describe what would be performed, no one knew that they were all here for Han Yi and the Grand Theater. With Han Yi here, there would never be a lack of surprises. If it were Cao Xiu, it would probably be Ah Mao and Ah Dog.
To be continued...