Chapter 182: Borrow from Heaven for Another Five Hundred Years

Ying Zheng saw that everyone was seated and opened loudly.

"The hearts of all the concubines have been received by the widows, and they are all hearted, and the widows are praised. Today's family feast, Nai Ejing organized, assisted by the seeds, the widow was very warm-hearted, and it was all meritorious.

The sky is vast, who and the achievements, look at the mangs of my great Qin; The ambition of the widow, hoarding the river and the river, the turmoil of the people is bitterly hidden!

Today's New Year's Day, is also the day of the widow, the heaven and the earth are jubilant, the widow and the concubines drink this first cup of wine together, look at the warriors of Daqin, arouse the morale, bravely kill the enemy, triumph as soon as possible, and calm the sky! Here, toast! ”

Ying Zheng's proud speech was impassioned, and everyone looked at Ying Zheng with excitement, and followed closely after Ying Zheng drank the drink.

I raised my hand to cover my face, and looked at Lin Jixiang, who was waiting in line outside the hall, and saw a sneer on the corner of his mouth, quietly restraining his hostility towards Yingzheng's passionate sentiments.

Putting down the wine glass, Ying Zheng was very happy.

"This feast, if anyone comes to present the first track, I'm afraid that the concubines are the same as the widows, and they can't figure out the surprise of Mrs. Xi, haha, so, Tianxi will come first, let the widow see how you want to celebrate the widow's birthday." His decision was undoubtedly spoken, and everyone who said it could only obey the choreography.

I didn't expect me to be the first to appear, because in my opinion, Yingzheng values the most respectful and orderly, and he must be appreciated from top to bottom for his concubine talents, but he ordered me, so I couldn't help it, and glanced at Lin Jixiang outside the hall, and he understood and brought the person with the sword to the palace.

At the first time when Lin Jixiang took the sword-wielding man to the palace, Meng Yi held the hilt of the sword and stopped Yingzheng's side, Meng Yi moved, and the guards in the palace also moved, and the atmosphere in the hall was tense for a while.

I was startled and froze in place.

Everyone present sat down without smiling.

"Meng Yi." Ying Zheng called Meng Yi with a calm expression, and asked me with a smile after Meng Yi stepped back: "This, is the Qin Gong you extracted from the dungeon?" ”

I glanced at Lin Jixiang, who stood still with his head held high, without looking angry. So he was a little relieved and replied timidly to Yingzheng.

"Back to the king, exactly."

Ying Zheng laughed, and this string of laughter made the stagnant air in the hall smooth down slightly.

"This is the first time that such a scene has been seen in the palace of a widow, but this is not the first time that a widow has experienced it. In the previous years, Jing Ke, who was invited by Prince Yan Dan, also held a sword to meet the widow in this way, so Meng Yi would be arrogant.

Qin Gong only plays music, there is no need to be formal, and Meng Yi is not a thug who eats human bones. Hahaha. Please! ”

What does Ying Zheng mean when he mentions Jing Ke on this occasion? Has he already noticed Lin Jixiang's abnormality? That. If Lin Jixiang really wants to take action on this occasion, may he give up?

I looked at Lin Jixiang, hoping to see something from his countenance.

However, I haven't seen through Lin Jixiang's reaction yet. Zhao Wu got involved.

"Report to the king, the concubine used to be in Qiaoyang Lake, according to Mrs. Xi's tune Man dance, but there is a reason why she has not been able to enjoy it, and she has regretted it so far. Today's day is so glorious, the slave concubine begged the king for mercy, and allowed the slave concubine to join the dance of Lady Xi, which has added the color of the vision feast to the king. ”

Zhao Wu's voice is charming.

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard this, I think he must have wanted to praise Zhao Wu's suggestion that it was a good idea, just in case he opened his mouth to agree to Zhao Wu first. I interjected to reject their contributions.

"Your Majesty, when the concubine and the Qin Gong and others were rehearsing the dance, they did not send the tune played by Mrs. Wu, I am afraid that Mrs. Wu will not be able to keep up with the pace, so please consider it with Mrs. Wu." I'm unceremoniously direct.

Anyway, I can see that I'm not happy, so I don't have to hide my reluctance.

Zhao Wu was not happy when he heard it. She refused to accept my denial, and her face was full of enthusiasm for a challenge.

"Hmph, there is no dance in this world that I can't dance." When she opened her mouth, she spoke.

I don't want her bewitching dance to ruin the style of the grandeur I want to express, but I can't stubbornly struggle with her about whether she wants to join, after all, whether she can participate or not is not up to me, the key depends on whether Ying Zheng wants to see it or not.

"Since Mrs. Wu has to try, then I will also remind Mrs. Wu in advance that this song was painstakingly composed by Lin Qingong for the king, and it is different from the rest of the gentle tunes. If you can't keep up with the tune, don't follow it, so as not to humiliate your own talent. ”

I am a good man of persuasion, although my complexion is not very good.

After listening to my words, Zhao Wu wanted to boast again, but was blocked by Yingzheng's words.

"Listen to the tune before you go inside." He put an end to all controversy in one word.

Seeing that the hall was quiet and ready to begin the show, I sat down in front of the paulownia piano that had been placed in the disputed room, and waited for the opening ceremony.

Lin Jixiang retreated to the door of the main hall, his fingers resting on Tong Mu Se, and gave me and the sword bearers ready to be ready.

The sword-wielding people stood in the center of the main hall, waiting for the harmony of the piano.

The main hall is peaceful, waiting for our performance feast.

The quiet hall is quiet and clear, and the voice is beautiful and resolute.

"Gentle curves along the ups and downs of the country

The Central Plains that the horses love love the northern Xinjiang and Lingnan

In the face of ice blades, snow swords, wind and rain, affectionate companionship

Cherish the golden years that the heavens have given meβ€”"

According to Lin Jixiang's arrangement, it begins with his deep and deep cappella, followed by the high-pitched notes of me and him, and then sings a sonata, which is gripping and makes the tune more motivating.

Lin Jixiang's procrastination ended, and my piano notes played, and his chords came in with complementary chords.

In the center of the Shou Palace, people heard the piano and the sound gurgling, and also according to Lin Jixiang's guidance, brandished a sonorous and powerful sword dance move.

"Be a human being

Be a man and be afraid of hardships

The pride does not change, year after yearβ€”"

Lin Jixiang's every sentence has a sword dance from the end of the "roar~~~" sound of people roaring, and everyone can hear the blood and blood of the people, and the heart is surging. I saw that the effect was good, and the playing between my fingers became even more ups and downs.

Zhao Wutie stood with a blue face, the melody was getting fuller and fuller, and she had no interest in participating.

With a happy heart, I waved my fingers a few times, took the prepared violin in my hand, stood up and walked among the sword dancers, playing and dancing.

"Blood floods the world

The scales are happy

I really want to live another 500 years."

Lin Jixiang sang happily, I danced vividly, and the dancers who were trained were also passionate and hardworking, and the momentum was magnificent.

"Look at the iron hooves

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains

I stood on the cusp of the storm and clenched it

Sun and Moon Rotation"

Ying Zheng didn't know when he left his seat, walked to the big drum prepared for the music of the later program, waved his hands and beat the drum, and the aura of the whole performance was even more majestic.

Lin Jixiang accentuated his tone, I bent my waist deeply, and the sword from the hands of the people was more quickly, and the princesses of Qin saw that Yingzheng had left their seats, and they all got up.