The fog dyes the ink, the rain boils the thin, and the smoke locks the city. Vertex Fiction X 23 U OM Mountain is far away from its shape, and the water is dyed with one color and is said to be long. Huachi rises at the beginning, the new suburban goose is yellow, a paper and the world is the same width, the landscape is a stroke, and the birds and beasts are shocked by the swallow song, and they are all the same. Fold willow thrushes, pick up bamboo clothes, and store a savage in the well, muddy and unknown.

Now it is the fifth year of the Huangqiao Change, after the Huangqiao Change, the Di people in the north have never invaded the Central Plains in the slightest, and people do not know what happened to the Huangqiao Change.

I only know that before the Huangqiao Change, the emperor personally inspected the battlefield, on the day of the Huangqiao Change, the general who was supported by 10,000 people to protect the country and the great general died in Huangqiao, the emperor returned to the capital, the Di people retreated, and people called that day the Huangqiao Change.

Today is Qingming, and it is also the death day of Weiyuan General Qiu Zhenxiong, everything is deserted, deserted Qingming.

Occasionally, two people quickly crossed the street, and found a place to cover the constant sorrowful drizzle, and the raindrops cut on the blue robes, and the tears that were secretly shed by the one who wet the clothes of others.

Today, it is the right time to be in the season, the rain is thin, and the people are also thin.

"Click......

One person quickly ran into a teahouse, and the plaque above the teahouse was brightly sealed with three gilded characters of "Jufulou".

The man collected the rain gear at the door, took two steps on the spot to shake off the remaining rain on his body, and looked inside to see that it was already full.

Although it was Qingming when I was a child, and I encountered continuous rain, it did not affect the popularity of Jufu Building at all, and even because of the rain, it was a little more lively than before.

"How? Is Mr. Frost's play starting? ”

The man was slow to come, but fortunately a friend had already taken a place for him, and he was not polite, and sat directly next to the man's friend.

"You came on time, not early or slow, Mr. Shuangliang's play is about to start, but it is a big thing to occupy a seat for you today, you can ask for this money." The man's friend teased.

"Hehe, that's easy to say." The man beckoned, summoned Xiao'er, ordered a pot of hot tea, a plate of peanuts, and waited for Mr. Shuangliang's opening.

"And besides."

The prelude sounded, the general appeared, the autumn frost and the cool robe fought, the figure moved, glared angrily, and the murderous aura behind him seemed to be condensed.

The crowd was stunned, and the movements of drinking water and eating cakes all stopped, and there was no sound in the huge hall, and even the guy who sold dim sum and snacks stopped.

"Stay, General Weiyuan is here, who is coming? Report the name, and the nameless ghost will not die under the knife of Qiu. ”

As soon as the lyrics were spitted out, the big knife flickered, and the word "stupid" pulled everyone back to reality, and the audience applauded.

"Yellow Bridge Flying Sand" is a self-composed opera by Qiu Shuangliang, and since then this song has pushed his reputation to the peak.

There are countless famous servants in Kyoto, but no one can sing the taste of autumn frost, the murderous aura that can even freeze people's souls, and the ability to make people fall into the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

Although the other servants are strong, they did not go to the battlefield after all, Qiu Shuangliang sang "Huangqiao Flying Sand", and others sang Qiu Shuangliang.

The reason why Qiu Shuangliang can sing about the desolation of the north and the vicissitudes of the military is that Qiu Shuangliang has really been on the battlefield.

The yellow grass wind blew down, the horse leather shrouded body was returned, the black pen added white paper, and it should not be returned for ten years. It was something he had never seen before.

Weiyuan General Qiu Zhenxiong has two sons, the eldest son is named Qiu Liangshuang, who followed his father into the army at a very young age, and after Qiu Zhenxiong's death, he has now assumed his position and became the new Weiyuan General.

Qiu Shuangliang is Qiu Zhenxiong's second son, perhaps because of the name, the two have been in conflict since childhood.

Qiu Shuangliang likes to sing since he was a child, but he has also read a lot of war scripts, and he also learned the means of marching and arranging the formation, and then entered his father's military camp at the request of his father.

At this time, Qiu Liangshuang has become a vanguard general under his father, and because he has not made an inch, he has to start from the bottom, but he has put forward effective strategies in many battles and has also sought a staff position.

In the Battle of Huangqiao, he was not in the army, Qiu Zhenxiong seemed to have noticed something, and he had already been brought back, and before Qiu Shuangliang returned to Kyoto, the news of General Weiyuan's death came.

Everything that happened made Qiu Shuangliang aware of the smell of conspiracy, so he retired from the army, became a servant with peace of mind, and secretly investigated the truth of the matter, but the more he investigated, the more confused he felt, or he didn't dare to think about it.

Because the Battle of Huangqiao was not at the scene, but the content of the battle still had some fragments, coupled with the imagination of Autumn Frost, "Huangqiao Flying Sand" was created in this context.

"The white bones gnaw the sand and the wind howls, and the loyal soul is dedicated to the weeds."

"Yellow Bridge Flying Sand" is a mythical opera, and now it is performed as the roar of the soul of the mighty general played by Qiu Shuangliang.

At the end of the song, the applause from the audience resounded in every corner, and the autumn frost slowly walked out of the feelings.

"Reward."

In the private room in the pavilion, a light voice suppressed all the voices in the lower hall, and the identity of the person sitting in the private room was not an ordinary noble, it was Xu Zhenfei, the eighth prince.

"One more song." Xu Zhenfei's whole person was lying on the small bar of the private room, if it weren't for his only remaining aristocratic cultivation, I am afraid that the whole person would have turned out.

"Thank you for the love of the Eighth Prince, but Qiu has something to do, I'm afraid I won't be able to come, and Yaxing, who disturbed the Eighth Prince, still hopes to atone for my sins." Autumn frost and reparation.

The Eighth Prince was obviously stunned, and turned to look at the two entourages behind him, one was as confused as Xu Zhenfei, but the other had been unsmiling, holding a sword in his hand, and at first glance he was the bodyguard of the Eighth Prince.

He bowed down to the Eighth Prince's ear, his lips fluttered, and he didn't know what to say, and the Eighth Prince looked like he suddenly realized.

"Hey, it's a pity, today is the day of Qingming, if this Jufu Building can't stay, this rainy day, there is nowhere to go, no matter what, since Mr. has something, the prince is inconvenient to disturb, I can't say, I have to go to Qifeng Tower to stay."

Qifeng Tower is the largest elegant place in Kyoto, and the Eight Emperors also got this rhetoric when they went there.

Who doesn't know that these eight princes are mediocre and incompetent, and they are obsessed with the place of flower restaurants all day long.

It is said that the entourage next to him has no strengths, but he has become a celebrity next to the Eighth Emperor by following the introduction of many good places by the Eighth Prince's side, and he is even more important than the bodyguard next to him, and it is not surprising that he is afraid that he will be killed.

But this bodyguard is really redundant, who has the courage to kill the prince, if he has the ability, he has the courage to kill the prince, who will kill this incompetent prince and provoke a commotion.

"Thank you for the love of the Eighth Prince." Autumn Frost responded without changing his color.

"It's about you and my ninth sister......"

"Eighth Prince, I hope that the Eighth Prince will not mention this matter."

"Forget it, you can do it yourself, I don't care, anyway, the ninth sister asked me to ask, next time I won't do this, there is no benefit at all, I'm leaving, supervisor, You Long, let's drink flower wine."