On the banks of the Qinhuai River, on the bustling streets, people come and go, even if the weather is a little hot, but it does not affect the pedestrians to come here to have fun. The most famous night tower is full of people, and more celebrities have begun to flock to the door of the night tower as if they have been called.

The Turks actually came to the night tower to provoke the literati of the Celestial Empire, this news came out from the night tower, and soon spread all over the streets and alleys of the Qinhuai River, and the literati and celebrities in other buildings, who had a patriotic heart, rushed to the night tower one after another.

The owner of the night building is also very humane, as long as he is a literati, he does not charge tickets, which can be regarded as a little dedication to the kingdom of heaven.

Two hours have passed, and there is still no one who can compose a song for the long hatred. The Turks in the elegant seat laughed and urged impatiently several times, and even increased their chips to 20,000 taels of silver.

20,000 taels of silver, that's an astronomical amount, and you can buy a few night buildings.

Fang Jue listened to a few composers humming in the background, and he couldn't help but hum along. Fang Jue searched for the memories in his dream, he seemed to have heard it, and the song of hatred was sung by a singer called Audio Monster. That's right, but Fang Jue felt that the singing method in the dream couldn't be brought here to show off, otherwise he would be regarded as some kind of monster.

Just as Fang Jue was humming vigorously, Qin Hongyan suddenly walked up to Fang Jue.

"Yes, yes, that's the tune, it's so good."

Fang Jue was suddenly interrupted by Qin Hongyan, and then looked at Qin Hongyan's eyes full of anticipation, his cheeks were a little too red, and he was suddenly overjoyed.

Fang Jue was still wearing a mask, and Qin Hongyan thought that Fang Jue was a composer from another building, so he looked at Fang Jue curiously with a pleading gesture.

"I don't know the name of Mr., please save me from the night building."

Qin Hongyan had a gentleman on his left and a gentleman on his right, which made Fang Jue a little unaccustomed.

"I don't dare to take my surname, I just sang casually just now, I can't be on the stage, I can't take it seriously."

Fang Jue always felt that the singing method in his dream was a little inappropriate to show off here, and Fang Jue didn't want to show off when he was dressed up.

In Qin Hongyan's sincere invitation, it is urgent to save the emergency with the rivers and lakes, and the rise and fall of the country is responsible for coercion and temptation, Fang Jue finally compromised.

However, Fang Jue finally asked to still wear a mask. Fang Jue is still a little worried, not worried about his image and being ridiculed by everyone, in fact, this is a great opportunity to save his image. is worried that if he sings badly and loses his face, he will lose face in Fangfu. What's more, if they sing well, although they can win a good reputation, Fang Fu will become a thorn in the side of the Turks, and there is no shortage of Turkic spies in the Celestial Empire, if they want to deal with Fang Fu, it will be worth the loss.

"My name is Wu Liao, an idler, then I'll try it."

Qin Hongyan was a little ecstatic when he heard Fang Jue agree, but he couldn't show it too much, he was the owner of the workshop here at this moment, and everyone in the back workshop noticed this side at this time.

Private rooms on the second floor.

"Young Master Qian, I'm really sorry, the villain searched all over the night building, but he didn't find Fang Jue's son, could it be that Fang Jue's son has already left the night building."

A night tower staff member said to Qian Kai very humbly, he is considered to have a good eye in the night building, and even he didn't find Fang Jue, so there is only one possibility, Fang Jue is not in the night building.

Qian Kai felt a little pity, Fang Jue didn't have the eyes to watch the next big play, he guessed which beauty Fang Jue should hug again.

On the main platform of the night tower, Qin Hongyan stood in the center. Dressed in red, the jade fat crisp chest was about to come out, and without her talking, the people in the audience gradually quieted down consciously. Looking at Qin Hongyan's calm expression, there must have been someone who has successfully composed music for the song of long hatred.

"The Heavenly Empire, the thousand-year-old cultural heritage, how can you lose to the foreign barbarians, tonight I have a young talent in the night building, and I thought that the song of long-hatred was a success. Wait for your ears to listen. ”

When Qin Hongyan said the last few words, he pointed to the Turks in Yajian, whose momentum was definitely not lost to the generals on the battlefield.

The Turks looked at Qin Hongyan but were a little stunned, and they only smiled slightly at Qin Hongyan's words, in his eyes, there was no one with such ability in the Celestial Empire.

Fang Jue didn't wear makeup, still wearing a blue coarse cloth plain clothes, with a white mask on his face, holding a bowl in his left hand and a chopstick in his right hand, everyone was curious, is this going to sing and play a beggar? I saw Fang Jue swing his skirt, and his right hand gently tapped the porcelain bowl in his left hand, and the crisp sound spread throughout the night building, and everyone was very consciously quiet.

"The Han Emperor is heavy on the country, and Yuyu has been unable to ask for it for many years. The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir. It is difficult to give up the natural beauty, and once chose the king's side. …… In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch. The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever. ”

From time to time, there was a sound behind the screen, followed by Fang Jue's melody, which was very tacit, of course, Qin Hongyan played it himself. Among the many musicians in the back room, I am afraid that few can cooperate so seamlessly without knowing the rhythm of the other party.

All in one go, no fragments, no pauses. Fang Jue's voice is sometimes loud, sometimes soothing, the melody is very good, and from time to time he also adds body movements, a fascinating artistic conception. At the end of the song, a heavy crisp rhythm echoed throughout the night building, which was really a soul of the three-day song. Everyone is still stuck in the melody of the long-hated song. It's catchy and incomparably comfortable. Even the Turks in the private room were stunned and fell into a deep thought.

After a long time, there was a burst of cheers from the audience, this excitement, some literati heard tears falling down, maybe the lyrics and tunes made people can't help but think about the scene.

Fang Jue suddenly felt dry after singing a song, looking at the excited demeanor of the people in the audience, it seemed that it was very successful.

Just when Fang Jue saluted like a gentleman, in the private room on the second floor, the Turks were already looking at Fang Jue with shame and resentment. The Turk had an extra bow in his hand, and another Turk handed over a specially made carved arrow. The Turks' thick and powerful arms easily pulled the bowstring into a full moon, and the bowstring squeaked when forced. Bending the bow and shooting the wolf, as long as the Turks let go slightly, this eagle arrow will pierce Fang Jue's chest in an instant.

With a whoosh, the arrow from the string flew towards Fang Jue violently, the corner of the Turk's mouth let out a cold smile, his eyes stared at his prey, he confidently waited for the prey to be shot through the chest by the arrow, and then fell to the ground.

Just when the carved arrow was still three feet away from Fang Jue, a white light flashed in the sky.

With a crisp sound, the carved arrow turned a corner and shot directly at the pillar, and the arrow pierced deeply into the wooden pillar, making a buzzing sound.

There was another touch, and the crisp sound still made Fang Jue hear it clearly.

At this moment, Fang Jue felt a chill in his back, and when he turned around, he realized that he was almost hit by an arrow just now, even if he stretched out his hand, he was a little careless just now.

The audience began to panic and instinctively want to escape, the danger is fair to all beings, and the instinctive reaction cannot be called greed for life and fear of death.

"Master, the Turks actually dare to make trouble in the night building, do you want me to clean it up."

"Can't let him die in the night tower."

There were two people wearing black hats in a private room on the second floor, which was relatively close to Fang Jue's place, so they could save Xia Jue's life.

Qin Hongyan also rushed to the stage as soon as possible, and when she saw the carved arrows on the pillar, she also nervously walked up to Fang Jue and protected Fang Jue with her body. When she saw a hosta broken into two knots on the ground, her face suddenly became much lighter, and a smile flashed at the corner of her mouth. But his eyes scanned the direction where the eagle's arrows were flying.

There is no need to look closely, because the Turks have not had time to put away their bows and arrows at this moment.

"The Turks are so unreasonable, are the Turks all such a small person as you, who will only do some hidden arrows to hurt people?"

Qin Hongyan looked in the direction of the Turks and protested sternly.

The Turks didn't expect that a master would appear in the small nighthouse, and one arrow just now was enough to shoot a tiger, but he was easily blocked. Since one arrow misses, there is no need to shoot a second arrow.

It's just that he was scolded for being bad for the Turks, but he was a little unwilling.

"Hahahaha, just now it was just a temptation, I didn't mean to hurt people, I wanted to know if there were real martial arts masters in the Celestial Empire in addition to being elegant."

It is also a fact that the Turks' clever justifications, regardless of their previous motives, at least did not hurt anyone.

"Then may I ask Your Excellency, did you see it just now?"

Qin Hongyan knew that with her, she would be able to keep the night tower safe, so she asked without worry.

"Hmph, this time it's your luck, it's really underestimated. But don't be complacent, sooner or later the Celestial Empire will be conquered by my Turkic Empire, and you will all be slaves of my Turks. ”

The Turks can only make the last struggle on their tongues, and they also understand that there are masters in the night tower, or obediently admit defeat in the bet, and reluctantly throw down 20,000 taels of silver tickets, and then leave the night tower in a hurry.

Fang Jue calmed down and looked at Qin Hongyan in front of him, if a woman in the Celestial Empire could be a general, then she could also be a general.

Fang Jue also found that the ground was broken into two hostas, and it was this object that blocked the danger. Fang Jue thought that it was Qin Hongyan who saved him, so he picked up the two hostas on the ground and walked in front of Qin Hongyan very gratefully.

"More of the owner's life-saving grace, and also broke your hosta, but don't worry, I will definitely compensate you."

Qin Hongyan looked at the hosta in Fang Jue's hand and just smiled slightly.

"It's not mine, and it wasn't me who rescued you just now."

Qin Hongyan is also a gentleman among women, she will not be the kind of woman who climbs when she sees a pole.

"Ah, no..."

Fang Jue was a little dumbfounded, except for Qin Hongyan, who else would save himself? Fang Jue began to search around, from downstairs to upstairs, he couldn't tell who it was. No one took the initiative to stand up and say that they were Fang Jue's savior.

The two people wearing hats in the private room on the second floor also left the private room and disappeared into the crowd when the Turks left.

Fang Jue did not die, and now he has not only become a hero who maintains the dignity of the country, but also makes the people present feel that Fang Jue is a great talent in music and rhythm. However, just as Fang Jue expected, the Turks really couldn't be easily offended, so Fang Jue didn't dare to reveal his true identity at this moment.

"Chat in Xia Wu, Wu in Wu country, chat in chat. Today's luck is really lucky. ”

Fang Jue was as humble as a thorough Han scholar, and his clothes reflected the identity he wanted to express.

Qin Hongyan handed over the 20,000 taels of silver tickets left by the Turks to Fang Jue, 20,000 taels, which was a large amount, but in Fang Jue's eyes, Fang's mansion had turned the corner, and it seemed that it was not bad for money, and it was useless to hold it. So he handed over the silver ticket to Qin Hongyan in front of everyone, and asked Qin Hongyan to transfer it to the imperial court, to put it bluntly, that is, to the Taishou dialect of Jiangning County, saying that he would use the money to buy more weapons and equipment to resist the invasion of the Turks. Everyone present was surprised and moved, a poor scholar was so high-spirited, it was 20,000 taels of silver tickets. Everyone has upgraded Fang Jue's image to another level, a talented hermit.

Since the 20,000 taels of silver tickets were confiscated, Fang Jue naturally didn't look down on the 1,000 taels of silver promised by Qin Hongyan, if he accepted it, wouldn't it be a smash of his own image signboard. So he also refused politely, and replied with what Qin Hongyan had said to him before. What rivers and lakes are in emergency, and what country rises and falls.

However, in Qin Hongyan's heart, he wanted to make Fang Jue a friend. Fang Jue also has a sense of admiration for Qin Hongyan. Since it's to make a friend, it's inevitable to show your true face. When Fang Jue unveiled the mask, Qin Hongyan carefully confirmed it for a long time before he asked with some doubts.

"Yes, my real identity is Fang Jue of Fangfu, and I ask Sister Hongyan to help me keep it secret."

Fang Jue had never seen Qin Hongyan, but Fang Jue could read from Qin Hongyan's eyes that the other party knew him. So first confess without scruples.

Qin Hongyan was already a little puzzled, but when he was confirmed, he was still surprised, the Fang Jue in front of him was a little different from the legend, could it be that the rumors were also false. Fang Jue's image name today is Wu Liao, Wu Liao, boring. Qin Hongyan couldn't help but smile slightly when he thought about it. Presumably Fang Jue has always been such a person, and the previous bad rumors were also deliberately pretended by Fang Jue.

Fang Jue said Hongyan sister, she called very kindly, Qin Hongyan originally looked down on those local tyrants and gentry who were hypocritical, but she had a different feeling about Fang Jue, the eldest young master of Fang Mansion, or Fang Jue's strange behavior, and his hidden talent made Qin Hongyan impressed. Of course, Qin Hongyan was very popular with Fang Jue calling her sister, so she also promised Fang Jue to call him Wu Liao Gongzi in public.

Since then, there has been an additional talent named Wu Liao in the night building, but this legendary talent has a somewhat unique behavior, and no one has ever seen his true face. The whereabouts are also erratic, and it seems a little mysterious.