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The first grade historical drama script.
Play the prince in the bonfire! ! This compliment is male ... everyone else is female. ...

Narrator: At the end of the Western Zhou Dynasty, ignorant Zhou Youwang doted on his concubines and praised them greatly. Zance always frowned, and Lian Xiao didn't even smile. Zhou Youwang tried to make her laugh, but she couldn't.

Zhou Youwang: (looking at praise and worrying) Effie, why don't you always smile?

Like: (deadpan)

Zhou Youwang: (laughs) Princess Ai, let me tell you a joke. A hunter went hunting in the jungle with his wife and mother-in-law. He walked all day and camped deep in the jungle that night. The next morning, my wife woke up and found her mother gone. She quickly woke the hunter and went out to find someone together. As a result, in the open space not far from the camp, they saw a shocking scene: the mother-in-law and a fierce lion were deadlocked face to face. "What shall we do?" The wife asked in panic. "No need!" Mr. Wang replied: "This lion has provoked the wrong person himself, let it find a way to solve it!" " "

Zan: (deadpan) And then what?

Zhou Youwang: (stiff, speechless) ... (turning my back, sighing, worried) How can I make her laugh ... Hey ~ ~ ~

Narrator: At this moment, Fu, who was greedy for money and good at pandering, came.

Guo Shifu: (grins and leans to Zhou Youwang's ear) Your Majesty, I do have a way to make the queen laugh.

Zhou Youwang: (ecstatic) Oh? Really? What method?

Guo Shifu: In the past, more than 20 beacon towers were built around Fanshan to prevent Xirong from invading our capital. In case the enemy comes, a series of bonfires will be lit for the neighboring governors to see, so that they can send troops to rescue. At this time, the world is at peace, and the beacon tower has long been useless. It is better to light a bonfire and tell the princes that they have been cheated. The queen will laugh when she sees these horses coming. Do you think my method is good? "

Zhou Youwang: (Laughing and applauding) That's a good idea!

Narrator: So, the story of the warlord in the bonfire drama began.

It's night now. ...

Zhou Youwang: (snickering) Will you laugh this time? (Serious) Ahem, light the fire!

Narrator: The bonfire started at one o'clock, and the sky was full of flames at midnight. When the surrounding governors saw the bonfire, they quickly ran to Beijing with their military forces.

Duke A: (Shouting) Your Majesty is in danger. Go to Beijing! ! (anxiously circling the court) Where is the king?

Duke B: (exclaiming) No, I heard that the king is in Xishan! ! Everybody go!

Narrator: When the princes heard that the king was in Xishan, they hurried to Xishan. To my surprise, I didn't see any enemies, and it didn't look like a war. I only hear music and singing. Everybody, look at me. I look at you. I don't know what's going on.

(burst into laughter)

Zan: (laughs) Ha ha ha ha, a bunch of idiots!

Zhou Youwang: (Laughter) Ha ha ha, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your hard work. There are no enemies here. Go home!

Duke B: (angry) What did you say? ! We came all the way here with the army, because it is our duty to protect your comfort, and you actually teased us! !

Duc A: that's too much! Let's go!

Zhou Youwang: (happily) Ah, Princess Ai finally smiled. This stone country father really has a way!

Zhou Youwang is so stupid that he teased me for a woman. Too much!

Duc B: Yes, I don't know how many times he will tease me! Let's not be so stupid next time!

Narrator: Not long after, Xirong really came to Beijing. Zhou Youwang hurriedly lit a bonfire.

Zhou Youwang: (flustered) It's over, it's Xirong! Come on, bonfire! !

Duc A: hey, why did you light a bonfire again?

Duc B: let's leave it alone. It must be to make that woman laugh and tease us again. Don't!

Duc A: well, that makes sense. I won't be stupid if I go. Go back to my room and sleep ...

Zhou Youwang: (jumping up in panic) It's been so long, why hasn't anyone come to help! ! ! Help ~ ~! ! !

Zheng Boyou: Don't be afraid, Your Majesty. I will come to save you! !

Xi Rong Jia Bing: (contemptuously) What? That's it? Ha ha, see how I tidy up you!

Xirong Soldier B: (Roar) Kill! ! ! ! Shoot the arrow! ! (Bowing)

Zheng Boyou: (with an arrow, screaming in pain) Your Majesty ... (with an arrow on his body, he died)

Zhou Youwang: (horrified) Come ... Someone ~ ~ ~ ~

Xi Rong Jia Bing: Hey, Zhou Youwang is here!

Xirong Soldier B: Haha, kill him! !

(Shouting) Ah ~ ~ ~ Guo ... Help me ... (die).

Xirong Soldier B: Hey, here's another one.

Father Ishiguro: (screaming) Ah-(dead)

Narrator: Zhou Youwang and Guo Shifu were both killed by Xirong, and Baosi was also taken away. Later, the vassal ministers * * * held the Prince Zhi Jiu as the son of heaven, that is, Zhou Pingwang. Ping Wang moved the capital to Luoyang. Historically, before moving the capital, it was called "Western Zhou" and later "Eastern Zhou".

All staff: (curtain call) My name is Huazi Guo Xiang, and I once recommended this bed. The romantic son of heaven is nosy, but Longhe is already in trouble. Guan Chun is played in the night palace, and Zhu Tian is endless with bonfires. Don't laugh at the hardships of poor countries.