() "The king, the king, the disciples of Jinwuwei Street outside the square have all retreated!"

In the early morning, as soon as the street drum sounded, Li Tong had not yet walked out of the dormitory, when he heard the shouts of the slaves and maids outside the door, and there was a sense of surprise and relief in his voice.

It's no wonder that the living room, whether it is a hall or a humble room, is just a quiet and comfortable room. However, in the past two months, there have been many patrol police officers inside and outside the letter workshop, and the noise of people day and night has greatly affected normal life.

The slaves inside and outside these mansions may not know the reason, but the surrounding strong soldiers have gathered and have already exceeded the normal level, and their hearts are naturally terrified.

Hearing the shouts of his family, Li Tong also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In addition to exhausting himself to think about countermeasures, he must also maintain a calm and peaceful appearance every day when entering and leaving the house, so as to avoid his own relatives, which makes the atmosphere in the mansion even more panicked.

"If you retreat, you will retreat, no need to make a fuss."

Probably because he had been disguised for too long, although he was also very happy in his heart, he still had a calm face, and there was no rich change in expression. Facing the early morning sun, I walked to the shade of the tree where I practiced drums every day, waved the drumsticks, and the drums sounded.

Probably because of the different moods, Li Tong only feels more comfortable practicing drums today, the two drumsticks seem to have turned into a part of the body, and many unskilled drum tune changes in the past are calmly and flexibly beaten today.

At this time, the street drum has already sounded for the second time, and the rumbling and roaring drum is urging the people in the market to start a new day of busyness in order to make a living.

Although the timbre of the drum is clear and transparent, it is only an instrumental music in the hall after all, and it can not compare to the strong police of the street drum, so the drum sound is quickly drowned out in the more rich street drum sound, which makes it impossible to distinguish the details.

Li Tong, who was playing the drum, soon noticed this, and his heart was disturbed by the sound of the street drums, and the rhythm of the arm swinging and beating became scattered, and the corresponding drum sound was messy and sluggish, and it could not be in tune.

In the old days, Li Tong would most likely stop and wait for the street drums to finish before continuing to practice the drums. But today, there was a restlessness in his heart that drove him to continue striking, waving his arms like flying, and the beat of the drums was like a shower, trying to break through the sound of the street drums through the rapid rhythm.

With such a rapid beating, the tone was naturally lost, and even the original sound quality of the drum was lost, more like a naughty boy's reckless beating.

The sound of the two drums, inside and outside, was entangled into a disturbing noise, and some of the servants in the palace could not help but hide their ears and avoid it. As for the family members standing outside the shade of the trees, although they did not dare to show that disturbance, they all frowned slightly, and they were all curious about why the young king seemed so irritable today?

Li Tong closed his eyes and just beat the drum with his heart, he no longer remembered the old tune of the drum music in his heart, not so much practicing, but venting, all kinds of things outside his body no longer thought deeply, but he was unwilling to let the sound of his drum be buried by the sound of street drums that filled the city.

This kind of competition has no specific purpose, just a slightly boring willfulness and vindictiveness. It's just this meaningless fighting spirit that makes him happy at this moment.

"Toot, toot! Poop! Syllable! ”

There is a pause in all drum sounds, even the majestic and loud street drums, just when the street drums are suddenly declining and no new sound is rising, suddenly a small fragment of the drum sound is fleeting, although the time is short, but it makes people's ears suddenly clear, and the spirit is also lifted.

But the sensation was short-lived, and soon the new sound of the street drums filled people's ears again. Everyone was looking forward to the next time they woke up, but this time only the "sudden" murmur could be heard between the two drums, which was quite disappointing.

Li Tong, who is obsessed with beating the drums, is also aware of this, he is no longer just blindly seeking speed, when the street drum sounds, the arms suddenly pause, and after a while, he struck three times in a hurry, and the three crisp drum sounds suddenly flowed out, and the unique sound quality and bright rhythm immediately stood out, making the listener feel the feeling of being refreshed again.

is just a little skill, but it has given Li Tong a great inspiration, he is no longer just blindly percussion venting, but has never been more focused on the rhythm.

As the street drums rise and fall one by one, the drums continue to sound and interject, and the two very different timbres sound interactively, and even those who do not understand the rhythm will not confuse them.

This kind of cross harmony, at first hearing only feel fresh, but gradually the drum sound between the rise and fall has become its own palace tune, at the beginning is only faint and scattered, but soon gradually through, so that the much stronger street drum sound has become its backing, in the human hearing gradually becomes unimportant, people subconsciously ignore, the transparent sound of the drum is very varied, soon grabbed people's auditory attention, people can't help but capture and listen to the heart.

There are rules for how many times the street drums sound, and the number of them stops. When the street drum sound disappears, the only thing left in this side of the world is the clear and transparent percussion sound of the drum, and there is a long or short pause between the drums, but no matter how long it stops, the next time the drum sounds, it can quickly grab people's auditory attention, and involuntarily indulge in it, so that the mood is impregnated by the drum sound, or impassioned, or open-minded and tranquil.

At this moment, Li Tong also had a strange feeling of enlightenment in his heart, only felt that the drum in front of him was no longer just an instrumental object, it had become the expression of his heart, and he did not have to follow the old method, he did not have to learn from the old tune, the drum sound was the reflection of his own emotions, and the drum sounded in this world, which had a calm and hearty heart.

"The king's skills are out of the world, and he has become a Fang family!"

In the courtyard of the royal residence, Kang Duobao, a musician who was in charge of the sound of the people, stood in front of the porch, listening to the sound of the drum with a bright tone and rich rhythmic changes, and sighed with fascination.

In another room, Liu Youqiu slowly put down the knife that trimmed his beard, and muttered, "This is the angry sound of the hidden dragon!" ”

There were two crisp clicks, and the drumstick in his hand broke at the same time, and the sound of the drum naturally stopped abruptly. Li Tong was hearty and a little unfinished, although he was covered with hot sweat, he didn't feel much tired, he only felt that the whole person was clear and happy.

This is probably the sense of epiphany that a martial arts master has when he gets through the second vein of Ren Du, but the upgrade of his own skill doesn't seem to be of much use, and he can't fly off the wall and steal jade...... Alas, I think too much, and when someone else comes to get him, I beg someone to be merciful and play the drum for you!

Thinking about it this way, there is really no need to make the blood boil with a little improvement in techniques.

Li Tong threw away the drumstick in his hand a little boringly, and then raised his eyes to look around, he couldn't help but be startled, only to see a lot of listeners standing outside the shade of the tree, three layers inside and three layers outside.

Seeing that the young king raised his eyes and looked over, the audience in the palace was busy clapping and applauding, and they were very applauded, which made Li Tong's vanity satisfied to a great extent, and at the same time made him realize that there were too many idlers in the family, and he had to arrange something for them to do.

Returned to the room to take a shower and change clothes, and soon after Li Tong walked out of the room refreshed, Yang Siqiao walked up, saying that the people of the mansion were already waiting in the middle hall.

Last night, a big turmoil broke out in Shendu City, especially in the second half of the night, it was originally just a stay near the Xuanwu Gate where the Beiyaqian rode into the square and drove the Jinwuwei street disciples all over the city, so that the atmosphere of the riot was also perceived by the people in the city.

There were already many Jinwuwei street disciples gathered around the letter workshop, so the atmosphere of turmoil felt was also more profound. After the street drums sounded, it had been a while since the door was opened, and the residents did not even dare to leave the shop easily.

When Li Tong came to the middle hall, all the mansions got up to greet each other, and after the salute, Huan Yanfan, who was in charge of the mansion last night, began to report all kinds of chaos at night, but the tone was generally relaxed. After all, although there were riots, they all happened outside the workshop and did not spread to the workshop.

Especially in the early morning, the Jinwu guards who gathered outside the square to have no shortage of malice towards the Three Kings' Mansion all evacuated, which gave people a sense of relief to see the sun.

Although they are both Fuzuo, the relationship is also close and sparse. It's not that Li Tong still has any reservations about their respective ethics, it's just that some people, such as Wang Renjiao and Huan Yanfan, still have military positions in the Weifu, and it is not suitable for them to know and participate in too secret things at the moment.

After the turmoil in the country, although the ministers were happy to be free from the embarrassment surrounded by their ears and eyes, they were also a little curious and apprehensive, and they entered the palace early in the morning to pay their respects, also wanting to hear from the young king whether the palace would be involved in this turmoil.

"Although there is a disturbance in the country, the palace is a quiet place. Less entanglement in human affection and a comfortable stay alone is the first class of goodness. In the affairs of the government, Xiao Wang and the others will also try their best to set up a pure land......"

The so-called not in his position and not seeking his own politics, Li Tong does not need to be more comforted, but just expressed to the ministers that he will not and does not want to get involved in the matter, and he does not care who will be unlucky or prominent in the next world.

Of course, it's impossible not to care, there are so many calculations behind the scenes, and Li Tong is also very curious about what kind of effect can be achieved. But at the moment, he can't stand too centrally, even if he is curious, he can't get too much inside information for a while.

After pacifying the people and letting them go about their own business, Li Tong gathered his trouble-making team again and began to discuss the current situation in Jinnai and how to continue to act.

Taking advantage of the traverser's foresight, Li Tong blindly sniped at Qiu Shenxian's body, whether he could directly send Qiu Shenyun to death, it is difficult to say at the moment.

But if Qiu Shenyun thinks that there are only so many black hands, it is also very wrong. Is it already over? No, it's just getting started! Don't pit your old boy into chicken feathers and duck blood, I'm sorry for the nightmares that Lao Tzu has had after being blocked for so long!