I've been busy with the script recently.,The update efficiency of the reverse fairy road is not very ideal.,Su Su apologizes for this.,As compensation.,Put the script of a sad ancient drama written by Su Su to show you the excitement ^.。 Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info^ Although it is irrelevant, I feel it when I write it, and I think I will not be disappointed when I read it.

Inspired by the songs "The Old Man Sighs" and "Say Me", it was also written for these two songs, which can be regarded as a background story for the song, and the two songs are combined into one story.

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Time: Early in the morning of winter

Location: Outside the Intramural Castle

Scene: The two sides fight, there is chaos, and the princes and kings stand on the tower and condescend (eyes: a trace of sadness). The old man stood before the king, and he stopped talking.

Thirty years ago -

Wang: "The widow wants to find immortals, seek the elixir, get eternal life, and protect my country for thousands of generations!"

The old man (saluted): "I am ashamed that I can't walk with the king, the Weichen family has an urgent matter and needs to return as soon as possible, I beg Your Majesty to forgive me, and Weichen thank the emperor!"

Wang (not shocked, eyes slightly widened): "How long?"

The old man (paused, looked uneasy and kowtowed again): "I hope Your Majesty will forgive your sins, this is not a certainty, and Weichen does not dare to say anything." ”

Wang: "What?"

The old man could not kneel for a long time.

Wang (with heavy and sentimental words): "Even you are leaving, one by one, you don't understand the heart of the widow...... Why ......"

The old man: "The king's heart, Weichen understands, but the king ...... (sighs secretly)"

Wang (turns, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and waves): "Let's go, let's go......"

Wang (contemplation): If the widow really becomes a lonely man from now on, then what is the use of having this world? However, in this troubled era where people are not careful to use swords and fish and meat, if they do not annex other countries, they will be annexed by other countries sooner or later.

Thirty years later, although the world is peaceful, it is poor and tired, and the people's strength is exhausted.

When the old man returned, there were already 3,000 silver threads.

The old man: "King, Wechen doesn't want to live like that with the king, but I beg that there will be no war, Wechen is willing to exchange his head for peace overnight!"

Wang: "...... (Hands grip on clothes, surface calm)"

The next day-

The king stood on the tower of the city and looked into the distance, the city wall was broken, and there was a sea of smoke and fire.

The king sighed lightly, and the old man shook his head.

Corpses were strewn all over the ground, and a month later, they were reduced to wreckage.

Ten years later, the country died.

The white-haired king (waving his hand): "Stand down!"

The ministers were full of sorrow, or hid their faces and wept, and sighed one after another, and finally dispersed.

Wang (in my heart): It seems that the country is exhausted......

The king staggered to his feet with the jade cup in his hand, staggered off the throne, wandered in the center of the hall in despair, and suddenly knelt down!

Wang (slightly weeping): "War is not a crime...... War is not a crime......! Give the world innocence!(There is an echo)"

The palace was empty, and only the old man approached the king, and the king wept.

The breeze blew lightly, messing with the king's silver filaments of three thousand, and the king stretched out his hand to feel the cold wind.

Wang: "The wind is bleak!" (sneering)"

The king drew his sword and killed himself.

When the old man arrived, he saw the scene, and was astonished, took two steps back, and then stepped forward and closed the king's eyes, and hesitated.

Another year, the wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.

The old man returned to his hometown, passed through the barren grassland, stared at the palace and thousands of people turned into soil, the dust was all over the sky, north of Qianmo, and the remnants of the monument stood in front of him, but it was not the tomb of the king.

The fisherman on the river boat whispered: "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, no one can solve it, and the emperor is melancholy ......"

The old man (looking at the sky): "Life is in the world, and it is impossible to bear a heavy burden, and it is impossible to return with anyone." Back then, Jun Meng's eternal life was just a vain one, in exchange for one catastrophe after another, but it was just a cold joke. ”

The fisherman still murmured, and the old man was quiet and light, looking at the mottled carved fence in the distance, and his eyes were hazy with tears.

When the breeze rose, the ancients reached out to touch it and sniff it.

The scene of burning the palace and burning the weeds once again resurfaced in front of the old people.

I still remember that back then, the rusty sword found a piece of blood in the ashes, and a piece of blood was clotted old people's clothes.

The old man (in a heavy tone): "The country built of thousands of bones will eventually be destroyed in one fell swoop......"

There was dead silence all around, and the old people wept.

In the spring of the second year, the swallows on the long pavilion flew with the wind, and the old man sat alone on the long pavilion to drink.

The palace is covered with moss marks, and the king and grandson are concubines.

The old man (can't help but sigh): "There are too many ups and downs in the annals of history......"

The old man put down the wine jar and got up, his sleeves fluttered in the wind, the old man turned away and drifted away, leaving only the wine jar standing quietly on a few cases.

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[It is said that when the beginning of the script was not modified, it was like this~ () The outside is the original words, and the () inside is the built-in spit mode 23333]

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Wang: "The widow wants to find immortals, get the elixir, get immortality, and protect my country for thousands of generations!"

(Immortal: You sister, why are you so sure that the uncle will give you? Who gave you the courage to be slapped in the face? I just didn't give you a slap in the face!)

The old man saluted: "I am ashamed not to share it with the king." ”

(Wang: Sharing, elixir, longevity, and ?!...... You're thinking too much – wait...... Ashamed?!Does the widow ask for you?!How much does the widow love you to post it so facelessly?!)

The old man: "grass people...... There is an urgent matter at the grass people's house, and they need to leave for a while. ”

(Wang: Grass people?!Quite flat face is not shocking, you are a grass people?!A grass people and widows ask for leave, dare to be so presumptuous?!Go back and chop your firewood and plant your land!!)

Wang (surprised): "How long?"

(Wang: How long?!Honey, you can't go!![Stretch out your hand]...... Is the widow so uncalm? Who was that stupid just now?)

The old man (pauses): "Unknown ......"

(The old man: I don't make it, I don't make it, I don't make it~ Wang: Can you speak! You are really unscrupulous and outspoken?! Look at your stupid appearance!)

Wang: "What?"

The deceased (hesitated): "...... The grass people thought that the king did not need to know in detail. ”

(I don't think you need to know so much!Wang: The widow thinks you can go to Elysium now!)

Wang (with a heavy and sentimental tone): "Are you going to leave...... One by one, they are gone...... I don't understand the heart of a widow...... Why ......"

(Wang: Heaven, earth![Lightning and thunder, wind and rain] Why! Why! Why! Why! Why......! ）

The old man: "The heart of the king, the grass people understand, but ...... The grass people really have something important to do......"

(The deceased: I understand your heart, but I don't have it...... I really have something to do, don't make a fuss!)

Wang (turns, closes his eyes, waves): "Let's go, let's go......"

(Wang: You hurt me [affectionate singing]~~~ cough, roll, it's not uncommon to be outnumbered!)

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[[Ahem, the lower limit of the festival and the script are over here, the end of the whole play, thank you for watching-.] -]]

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