"Singing?"

Lao Li and the ministers were stunned when they heard this.

The eldest grandson Wujian said: "Since the sect assistant wants to sing a song to cheer up, why don't Your Majesty follow his wishes." ”

Lao Li and the eldest grandson Wujian were deeply in love, and when they saw that the eldest grandson Wujian had spoken, they simply nodded: "In this way, the sect assistant will sing a song." Someone, a musician. ”

However, after a while, dozens of palace maids walked to the imperial garden with musical instruments such as guzheng, pipa, huqin, guqin, flute, and flute.

The eldest grandson Wujian said: "They know a lot of music scores, I don't know what the sect assistant wants to sing?" ”

Zong Xiu looked at the musical instruments and said embarrassedly: "If you go back to Niangniang, the minister is afraid that the song he sings will be too obscure, and the musicians will not be able to keep up, so it is better for the minister to sing it." ”

Cheng Biting Jin slapped him over: "What nonsense is the bastard boy talking about, can the court musician still not keep up with your beat?" ”

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the eldest grandson Wuji: "In this way, the song that the sect assistant is going to sing is made up by himself?" ”

Zong Xiu thought about it and forcibly nodded in recognition. After all, the song he was going to sing did not belong to this era.

The eldest grandson Wujian chuckled: "It's okay, the musicians in the palace are proficient in music theory, you can just sing, if they don't get along well, then stop." ”

Zong Xiu arched his hand: "That minister is ugly." ”

Zong Xiu stretched his neck, coughed twice more and cleared his throat, and dozens of musicians also took a posture, ready for Zong Xiu to play in rhythm as soon as he spoke.

These court musicians have been trained since childhood, and after layers of selection, they can stay in the palace, and their attainments together with music are extremely high.

Under the gaze of the ministers, Zong Xiu opened his voice.

"I ordered wine from Guanshan, and it was all in my throat, and there was even more boiling snow and wind and clouds."

As soon as Zong Xiu's voice opened, the musician holding the pipa and guzheng really roughly heard the tune and quickly played it together.

Lao Li and the eldest grandson Wuji, as well as the ministers who came to the banquet, were all surprised: I had never heard this singing.

"I am a thousand miles old, and the green mountains should be white. When he was young, he borrowed a silver spear to be romantic. ”

"Several years of wind and snow are swept away, and the wind is the same as the lonely day."

"Look at the troubled times, generally rugged and thin."

The pipa plucks the strings, like the Jin Ge Iron Horse. Zong Xiu's drunken voice was hoarse.

"The smoke outside the plug has not stopped, and the yellow clouds are full of sorrow. Lucky red plum for a long time, never fell on the branches. ”

"Long smoke into the arms...... Scribbling as a strategy. ”

"Step over the flying sand, draw your sword, and slash the enemy!"

"Sunset Flame...... The spring breeze is on the heavy building. ”

"The troubled times are not endless, and Chang'an prisoners ......"

"I ordered wine from Guanshan, autumn is in my throat, and there is more boiling snow and wind and clouds. I am a thousand miles of old people, Qingshan should be white. When he was young, he borrowed a silver spear to be romantic."

"I used to walk in Chang'an, and I was fighting wine on the tenth street. Dreams shine on the beacon fire...... Try a new one tonight. ”

"If the soul is broken on the battlefield, there is no lost land. Who is immortal...... Jingo is also stained with rust. ”

"Destiny is frivolous...... It should be like a lonely wanderer. ”

"Laughing at the world, trying to do all the ghosts."

"Indulge in singing, Yuhuai pours Beidou. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are willing to stay with you. ”

Zong Xiu sang a song with his throat, with a low tone and frustration, and the seamless cooperation of the court musicians, as if he was a solo concert.

After he finished singing, Lao Li and the eldest grandson Wujian were shocked, and the ministers applauded.

"Good! A few years of wind and snow curling, the wind and the lonely day. Brother Zong sang the bitterness of our people in the army, and I admired Lao Cheng and did it first. ”

Cheng Yanjin took the lead in picking up the wine glass and drank it all.

Li Shiji also sighed, these people who marched in the army, licked blood from the knife all day long for the world of the Tang Dynasty, and marched for several years, isn't it just as sung in the song?

Li Shiji also got up with a wine glass: "The smoke outside the plug has not stopped, and the yellow clouds are full of sorrow." If the soul is broken on the battlefield and the lost land is not gained, whoever is immortal will be immortal, and Jin Ge will also be stained with rust. Although the assistant professor is a literati, he is worried about the world, and he has the ambition of a horse leather shroud, and he is really a real man. ”

Wei Zheng shook his fan and said, "I heard that when the assistant teacher of the sect was in Wuwei County last year, there were Qiang thieves who invaded, killed the enemy with a sword, and killed six thieves with twenty-seven swords. I didn't believe it, but when I heard this song, I did. ”

Fang Xuanling said: "Listening to this song, there is a sound of killing in the heroism, even if we are a Wenchen, we also have the spirit of passionate empowerment, it seems that last year's war made the assistant teacher of the sect feel deeply." ”

Wei Chi Jingde grinned: "Your Majesty, Zong Xiu is calling for grievances." He regretted that he could not kill all the enemies, and he made a song to Mingzhi. In my opinion, the assistant teacher of Guozi Supervision is a condescending talent, and such a person should be arranged for us to join the army. ”

Li Shiji echoed: "The last sentence of the assistant professor of the sect, 'The rivers and mountains are willing to stay with you' can be seen in pride, if everyone in the Tang Dynasty has such blood, why worry about the injustice of the Quartet." Your Majesty, the assistant teacher of the sect is placed in the country to be a master, which is really condescending. The last general asked for his life, and wanted to secondment the sect assistant teacher to our camp for training, and after a few years, he must be a strategic general. ”

“……”

Zong Xiu watched the ministers discuss a song with a gossipy, and said in his heart: "I just don't want to compose a poem, just sing a song casually, why is it still involved with my life experience and ambition?" , pull me to the army? I don't let go of a good master, and I suffer that hardship? ”

Just when the ministers were over-analyzing the meaning of the song, Cui Xianwen jumped out again.

"Your Majesty, the grass people think that Zong Xiu harbors evil intentions and has the intention of messing with my Tang Dynasty. His Majesty sits on the world, the country and the people are safe, and the four seas are peaceful, but he sings 'The troubled times are not exhausted Chang'an prisoners', which clearly has the intention of instigating. ”

Without waiting for Zong Xiu to argue, Wei Chi Jingde shouted: "Do you know what the general trend of the world is, although the Tang Dynasty is now peaceful and peaceful, but the border bandits have repeatedly invaded, Zong Xiu's personal experience is the best proof." If it weren't for the invasion of the Qiang bandits, he would have been killed all over the house. If you dare to talk nonsense, I will pull out your tongue! ”

"But Chang'an is a prisoner ......" Cui Xianwen is still unwilling.

Li Shiji's eyes narrowed slightly, with murderous intent: "Doesn't this mean that he thinks of family feuds and has the heart to lead troops to resist the enemy, but he is forced to stay in Chang'an and is not allowed to perform?" He taught with Guozijian, and he still remembered to lead the troops to kill the enemy and protect my rivers and mountains, which can be described as a hot-blooded man. Cui Xianwen, if you provoke again for no reason, don't blame Ben for not giving you face! ”

"I ......" Cui Xianwen still wanted to speak, but was stopped by Cui Renshi: "Shut up, you dare to choke with Yinggong!" ”

Li Shiji's original name was Xu Shiji, the word Maogong, because the founding of the country was too great, he was given the surname Li by Lao Li. The founding of the Tang Dynasty has gone through countless battles, half of which have the shadow of Li Shiji. This credit is so great, and the most important thing is that he really has the ability to be unkind.

Although the Boling Cui clan is powerful, it is really not good compared to Li Shiji, who is in charge of millions of soldiers and horses in the Tang Dynasty. In small things, they have to endure it, and they can't play with it.

After Cui Renshi grabbed Cui Xianwen, he made amends with Li Shiji, and the matter was over.

Li Shiji said to Lao Li again: "Your Majesty, the minister has led the army for decades, and I have never seen such a hot-blooded man. This man has the heart to expand the territory, the ambition to defend the country and protect the people, and it is really condescending to be a master. The minister implored His Majesty to go to the post of the master of Zongxiu Guozi and let him enter our camp to show his will. ”