Chapter 701: New Year's Greetings
In the blink of an eye, the New Year's season has arrived, the weather is getting colder and colder, the north wind is howling, the snowflakes are flying, the three families have begun to stop the army, the land of Hebei has changed from a whole year of fierce battles, and it has become a joyful atmosphere in an instant, every household is preparing for the New Year's Festival, even if it is hard, tired, but the festival left over from ancient times, it still has to be passed.
Although it is a time of war, the night of Chinese New Year's Eve is still too rare after all, only once a year, and for a whole year, whether it is soldiers, people, or gentlemen, peasants, everyone's spirit is too tense on the land of Hebei.
The scholars waited and watched the political winds, the soldiers fought bloody battles, the peasants worried about the heavy grain requisition, and the people worried about their lives......
In short, this year, everyone's life has been really tense, and it's time to find a reason to relax and indulge yourself.
On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the main mansion of Linzi City was decorated with lights and beaming, and the pottery merchant ordered his subordinates to prepare a big banquet to entertain all the high-ranking generals and strategists under his command.
Of course, this can be regarded as a reception banquet to welcome Zhang Yan.
Eight years, I have been in this world for eight years, and after this year, it is the ninth year that the potter has come to this era.
He also crossed the 25-year-old mark from a seventeen-year-old boy.
After a Chinese New Year's Eve wine banquet, everyone present drank energetically, and many people began to dance with wine cups again, with a bowing manner.
Dancing after drinking in the Han Dynasty was nothing new, in their opinion, dancing after drinking and composing poetry was a kind of elegant thing, and most people in later generations called this kind of drunken dancing nonsense as drunken madness.
And people who play drunken maniacs usually have a resounding nickname such as wine grinder, drunken maniac and the like.
Drink enough, jump enough. The generals of the Jinling Army still felt that they were not energetic enough, so they actually changed it to singing!
Everyone beckoned to the musicians, and while accompaniing, the concert began.
Solo, duet, chorus, song after song, listening to the potter's head hurts.
Thinking of last year's Chinese New Year, I seem to have spent it with Yuan Tan, and I don't know what happened to the second fool now.
At this time, I saw Yu Ear and Nose singing music in the venue, and when dancing, he came to toast the potter.
The potter drank with him, then beckoned to Yu Ear and Nose, and said, "Ear and Nose, after this year, I want to send you to do something." β
Since the last time he helped the potters to deceive LΓΌ Kuang and LΓΌ Xiang, Yu Erbi has been waiting for the potters to fulfill his promise to help him regain the throne of the Southern Xiongnu.
The potter smiled and beckoned Yu Erbi to sit down beside him, and said, "Ear and nose, a few days ago, I got a piece of news that the old king who was in charge of power passed away from the Southern Xiongnu royal court. β
"What?" When Yu Ear and nose heard this, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't believe what he heard.
"Is this true?"
The potter nodded and said, "You should be clear about the ability of the school office, and they shouldn't be wrong about this." β
Yu was so excited that he couldn't help himself.
"Haha, isn't this opportunity coming?"
In that year, there was a coup d'Γ©tat in the Southern Xiongnu royal court, Yu Fuluo's biological father Qiangqu was killed, and the Marquis of Xubu Gudu was established as Shan Yu, and after the death of the Marquis of Xubu Gudu, the Southern Xiongnu royal court has been held by several old nobles of the previous generation to hold the highest power of the tribe.
Now those old kings have also reached the year of the Mandate of Heaven and have passed away one after another, so that the upper echelons of the Southern Xiongnu royal court are in a vacuum.
He looked at the potter in astonishment, only to see the potter smile and gesture to him with a slight forehead.
"What do you mean?"
The potter said slowly: "Now that the time has come, it is time for you to return to the court of the Southern Xiongnu and regain power." β
Yu Ear and nose were excited when they heard this: "Is this true? β
"Of course it's true."
"You shouldn't be drunk and talking to fool me, right?"
"If you don't believe me, I can tell you something else."
"Don't! Other! Yu Fuluo hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I am willing to obey the prime minister's dispatch and the prime minister's arrangement!" I would like to listen to the Prime Minister talk to me. β
The potter smiled and raised the wine cup, and said, "Okay, since that's the case, then you can go back and prepare, and I will let Zhao Yun lead the troops to protect you back to the Southern Xiongnu royal court...... But this time, I'm afraid it's not easy, I heard that the Southern Xiongnu royal court seems to want to set up your younger brother Luan Tihu Chuquan as a big single Yu. β
"Him?" Yu Ernose showed a disdainful expression, and said proudly: "What kind of thing is he!" Prime Minister, it's not that his subordinates brag, just call Chuquan and others, when they saw me, they didn't dare to put a fart, and now they want to compete with me for a big single position? β
The potter smiled and listened to him blow the cowhide, and said: "Having said that, after all, you have left the Southern Xiongnu royal court for nearly ten years, and Hu Chuquan is there, but you may not fight him when you go back this time." β
Yu Ernose smiled confidently: "Not in the next person, isn't there still the prime minister to help?" Didn't you let Zhao Zilong go with me? With the help of the Jinling White Horse Army, it may not be impossible to decide something big in an instant, but in this regard, the prime minister is much farther than I think. β
The potter smiled, shook his head, and said, "Do I have such ability?" β
Yu nodded vigorously and said, "Yes!" A must have!"
The two of them were whispering here, and others didn't pay attention, but Liu Huyu, the son of Yu Erbi, had been watching them carefully, the expression on his face flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Just as the potter and Yu were whispering, Guo Jia was already holding a wine cup and singing loudly along with the music.
"The green garden in the sunflower, the morning dew waits for the sun.
Yangchun Budeze, all things are brilliant.
Often afraid of the autumn festival, Huanghua leaves decline.
When will the hundred rivers return to the west from the east to the sea?
The young man does not work hard, and the boss is sad. β
After singing the song, everyone agreed with the voice and applauded loudly.
However, it is obvious that everyone has a lot of discussion about Guo Jia singing the lyrics in this kind of scene.
It's a good New Year's Day, and this thing you sing doesn't fit the artistic conception?
What young and strong don't work hard, and the boss is sad? Isn't that a clear complaint?
But ideas are ideas, words can't be said so.
Everyone still applauded loudly and cheered for Guo Jia.
At this time, I don't know who raised the profile and shouted loudly: "At this time, please sing one of the prime ministers!"
"That's right! Right! β
"The prime minister sings a song!"
"Please give a song to the prime minister!"
Everyone made a fuss with the strength of the wine, and the potter shook his hand vigorously and said, "I can't do it." β
Zhuge Liang said: "The teacher is the poet of the world, although there are not many works, but the first one can be passed on to future generations. β
Sima Yi also said: "Please don't shirk the teacher." β
The potter couldn't resist everyone, and finally sighed helplessly, and said, "Tell the musician that the rhythm is a little higher." β
The musicians who struck the bell then changed their pitch.
But listening to the potter's eight beats, he said: "When you sing about wine, life is geometric!" β
"Shhh
Everyone present immediately gasped.
The opening of this lyric is so domineering.
"For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past."
Look at me, everyone, and I'll look at ...... The prime minister has just passed twenty-five, why does this sigh that the past day has been much harder? How does the artistic conception in this word feel like an old man?
Why don't you say that the prime minister is a master! People in their twenties...... Begin to fear death like a man in his fifties and sixties.
"Be generous and unforgettable. How to solve the problem? Only Du Kang. β
This sentence is sung to everyone's hearts! What else in this world can't be solved with a single drink?
"Qingqing Zijin, relax my heart. But for the sake of the king, he has been groaning so far. β
Everyone sighed together when they heard this, the prime minister is really a person who loves talents.
"Yo yo deer chirping, apple of the wild eater."
What's going on with that? In the big winter, where do the deer and mugwort come from?
"I have guests, drummers and shengs. It's as clear as the moon, when can it be ......?"
The potter sang to the penultimate line: "The mountains are not tired of being high, and the sea is not tired of being deep." There was a pause.
This last sentence can't be sung on this occasion.
Looking at the expectant eyes of everyone, the potter put down the wine cup, gently collected his breath, and said, "That's it, the meeting is over!" β
"What?"
Everyone was suddenly anxious: "Prime Minister, you seem to be missing a sentence, right?" β
The potter shook his head and said, "It's not bad! β
"No, it must be bad! I can't suppress the rhythm at all. "Everyone is not stupid, how can they sing to the end of the singular game, and it is still rhythmic?
"I said that if it's not bad, it's not bad, hurry up and go back to sleep, who is talking nonsense! I let him not survive the first year of junior high school...... Meeting! β