"Yes......" He carried the infinite complexity in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything, and bowed extremely respectfully: "Do it immediately, and make sure everything is as your Excellency wishes." ”

Octogenarian Junlang returned to his old dying posture and knocked on the table leisurely: "Plan to put it down." ”

"Hi ......"

"I'm going to take a closer look...... "The time for this kind of reform is right now...... It's a shame not to read it in person and with your own eyes......"

Tsuchiya Makoto took the information out of the purse in fear, and at this moment, suddenly, a CD fell out of the purse, and the octogenarian looked at it in his hand suspiciously, and raised his eyebrows: "Qin Jun...... Did you say what it was in the planner? ”

"No, Your Excellency."

Octogenarian nodded: "Go ahead." ”

As soon as the other party left, he skillfully pressed the bell, and an elderly housekeeper in a straight suit immediately opened the door and walked in: "Your Excellency, may I ask what I can serve?" ”

The octogenarian handsome man was lying on the rocking chair, lazily basking in the sun, without turning his head, and pointed to the CD on the table, and the housekeeper immediately nodded: "I understand, as you wish." ”

The octogenarian closed his eyes leisurely, VCDs had not yet appeared in this era, and this kind of disc could only be a CD.

There was no sound in the room, no music, top quality sound, but I don't know where it came from.

An elegant piano solo, like a gentle breeze, blows through this ancient garden pavilion, evoking memories and leading to thoughts. Like flowing water, a clear spring poured into the heart of the octogenarian handsome.

"Is this the piece he's going to perform?" The prelude is clear and melodious, which is very in line with the mood of an old man like an octogenarian handsome, and the fan in his right hand is gently tapped on his left hand, following the rhythm, gradually substituting himself.

For his status, whether he likes it or not, he must take it out, he has been invited to top concerts I don't know how many times, whether it is good or not, maybe his ability to distinguish is still above most people in China.

An elegant solo, the light piano music is like whispering something, bit by bit like a copper kettle dripping, the footsteps of time are stepping on such a rhythm, and the passage of time has never changed.

"Very good prelude...... It should be taken the gentle route...... Clear, free of impurities...... Its theme...... Maybe it's 'time?' The octogenarian said secretly in his heart: "The melody without melody can express the theme and artistic conception of the passing of time more than ordinary melody...... Such an opening month, the tune, is more suitable for the theme of time......"

He wasn't wrong. He only guessed one thing wrong.

This is anything from improvisation! This is the ten of the ten kings, the god of the Forbidden City! It is a super classic that has been broadcast around the world and played countless times!

The piano sound ended, and the ethereal synthesized sound gradually appeared, as if the curtain of history had been opened, and there seemed to be some kind of distant call mixed in the distance...... An ethereal feeling arose in the heart of the octogenarian handsome, who had appreciated too many musical works and performed concerts by top masters with all his might, and almost applauded this "melody without melody".

But......

This kind of emotion suddenly collapsed in the next second!

If it is just a temptation to approach time and space, to explore the depths of history, the next moment ......

The light piano followed by heavy percussion, like the sound of the Yongle bell, opened a chapter in this large-scale and unprecedented history!

Drums are playing! Countless ancient Chinese musical instruments, hundreds of birds and phoenixes, chimes, erhu, mixed together, drums, bangdi, qin and song, overwhelming! The melody is not intense, but it unexpectedly has the power to penetrate into people's hearts, and the faint atmosphere is perfectly displayed in a wave of sleeves. The tranquil atmosphere reveals a unique and incomparable solemnity. The drum beats crescendo, as if the supreme who is proud of the world is stepping onto the dazzling throne under such a great gaze!

The octogenarian handsome man's eyes opened suddenly, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the hands holding the armrests tightened. In my head, there are only two words!

Good!

Five words, incomparably good!

"This ...... This is Qin Jun's ...... Track? For a moment, he felt a little ridiculous.

This kind of repertoire, in his opinion, has no problem getting into top concerts! It's actually used in the game!

However, he simply did not have time to think!

His eyes...... It was as if a piece of gold had suddenly appeared! The crowd is overwhelming! Palaces are everywhere! Hundreds of officials of all sizes bow to the ground!

Bow to the front...... That area of more than 9,000 temples! The splendid Taihe Hall stands tall, with this shocking tsunami-like cymbal drum music, eighty handsome...... At the moment, the facial expression is completely dull.

In my head, I am full of music, and if there are words, there are only two words that are good!

I didn't report any hope, but I heard the sound of heaven!

And...... This is by no means an ordinary natural sound, this climactic music, he saw......

Shogunate!

Honnoji Temple stands in the smoke of gunpowder. Mino Castle where swords, guns, swords, and halberds roar together. A famous singer sang and danced all night long......

He didn't know why these images flashed, but they were all in his mind at the moment!

What kind of power...... Can you make the song meaningful?

Brilliant atmosphere, vigorous, can't help but make people reverence, solemn worship. A huge symphony lineup and empty electronic synthesized sounds play a magnificent and magnificent movement! The rise and fall of a hundred years, the ups and downs of honor and disgrace, are all expressed in the most calm and even indifferent way.

He closed his eyes, the images in his mind faded away one by one, and what finally appeared was the endless palace complex at the beginning of the climax!

"Therefore...... ...... Forbidden City," he said in a hoarse voice.

It only shows its vermilion palace walls, glazed bricks, white stone columns, and the grandeur, delicacy and profundity of its royal spirit under the sky......

Seems...... From the perspective of a god, the octogenarian has seen 5,000 years of China...... I saw them flourish for a while, and I saw them degenerate to the point that everyone was deceived...... Saw them rise again...... I saw the generals shouting loudly, all the horses were in unison, and I saw the golden watchman of Shuoqi, and the cold light was iron-clad. I saw the sound of eight hundred miles under the command and fifty strings turning over the plug......

I saw it even more...... The hot spring water is slippery and creamy, and the waiter helps up the delicate and weak...... I saw the building outside the mountain, when did the West Lake sing and dance rest......

A group of images, completely unrelated...... That kind of song full of Chinese flavor made his heart, the soul of this venerable lord, indulge in the thousand-year-old history of China at this moment......

Erhu, drums, pianos, se, chimes...... They are working together to perform a tear-jerking civilization process, from the Forbidden City, the most representative place of history, to lift a heavy, questioning song, a page.

I don't know how long it took...... The treble echoed gracefully, and then the last bass was knocked down, and the people with reverence left the Forbidden City step by step, while the huge red door behind them slowly closed......

The octogenarian handsome, the first lord of Asia, lay quietly in the chair, motionless, as if asleep.

Hush...... The heart speaks......

His heart, sometimes fierce, sometimes quiet, sometimes weak, sometimes crazy, he understood...... This is a kind of spiritual harmony that can only be felt in the best musical works!

"It's a ...... The top music work......" Finally, he opened his eyes, his voice was hoarse, and the corners of his eyes were a little damp, which was caused by the heavy impact of history and the opening of a gap in his heart.

"Qin Jun...... You're telling me...... This is a great event...... Far more than I imagined? ”

"Still very confident in yourself...... Tell me...... This is just one of the tunes...... The madness of that night...... I'm afraid it's more than I imagined......"

"Whatever you mean......" he let out a long sigh, his sleeve waving, the dampness in the corners of his eyes disappearing, "You succeeded." ”

"But...... Causing undue attention from a lord...... Not necessarily a good thing...... Because now even I want to go and see this magnificent scene of heaven and earth......"

His heart is still immersed in the music and can't extricate himself. This song is different from European and American tunes, it is a super famous song that belongs to Asia, and he can feel it as soon as he hears it! That unique national atmosphere, that kind of long-standing cultural artistic conception in the music, the world can not imitate!

After a long time, the octogenarian sighed faintly and rang the bell next to him.

"Your Excellency, what are your commands?" The butler walked in again and asked respectfully.

"Herald ......" The eighty-year-old handsome look was very indifferent, and the housekeeper didn't notice the suppressed emotion in the other party's words: "Let Tsuchiya ...... He personally presided over the initiation ceremony of the Qin Dynasty. ”

The butler was stunned, it was a treasurer. Even if there is no real power, but the status is there, and the initiation ceremony of an officer, it is enough to let the deacon go according to the rules, and actually let a treasurer pass?

Moreover, this treasurer is also a close confidant of His Excellency! The five officials in front of the emperor, this sentence is not just talking! Tsuchiya came in person, and a large part of it represents the attitude of the octogenarian Toshiro himself!

"This ......"

"In addition......" Octogenarian Junlang finally couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Tell all the officials in Asia near China that they must be in place." Remember, yes. ”

"If anyone has any objections, tell them what I said." He looked directly at the butler and asked, "Is there any more questions?" ”

"Hi...... Everything is as you wish. ”

Night, Shanghai, China.

In a hotel, Aethery woke up from a nap, with a thick nasal voice, wiped her hair, which was a little messy from sleep, grabbed the screaming phone, and patted her face: "Hey, hello. ”

"Ethelly." A man's voice came from the other side of the phone, and Atheley immediately woke up from her sleep, and said very respectfully, "Hello, Your Excellency Tsuchiya. ”

On the other side of the phone, there was no speech for a long time, only a trace of breath came. I don't know if it's an illusion, she always seems to feel ...... The other party's attitude is very strange, like a child who can't get candy, and the candy has been snatched away by the person he hates the most.