The stage is clean again.

All the musicians retreated to the four sides.

In the end, there were only three people.

Li Pengnian.

Li Henian.

and, the Year of the Turtle.

The three of them were originally brothers born to a mother, no matter their figures, faces, or demeanor and temperament, they were not naked, and at this moment, the three brothers were all dressed in pure white robes, with pale faces and long hair like waterfalls.

A flute.

Ichizuki.

A hug of the drum.

The three of them were on stage, each with a corner.

or stand.

Or sit.

Li Longji couldn't help but stretch his neck when he saw the scene in front of him.

Looking at the entire Tang Empire, there are only a handful of people who can sing, play, compose and arrange, but the three brothers of the Li family are all good players.

The three brothers can play and sing, and in particular, Li Guinian can also compose and choreograph songs and dances.

Just looking at the aura of the three people in front of him before the official performance, Li Longji couldn't help but breathe slightly automatically, and of course the others in the long shirt automatically held their breath, for fear that one of their own speakers would ruin the effect of the entire show.

Concubine Wu Hui couldn't help but sit solemnly.

Looking at the three men in front of her, a touch of honey also appeared on her face.

As a woman in the harem of Yanguan, as a concubine who is loved by three thousand, Concubine Wu Hui looked at Li Longji's eyes at this moment, and couldn't help but feel a trace of vinegar.

In the emperor's eyes, there was no slightest bit of beauty at this moment.

Next to her, she became a completely insignificant ornament, reduced to the most expensive vase of time.

With a bang, Concubine Wu Hui was pulled back to reality from her reverie.

saw the eldest of the three brothers, Li Pengnian had already started to perform.

It was a musical instrument that would rarely be seen in later generations.

Build.

The shape is very similar to that of the drums of later generations.

But it is more mellow than the sound of drums, and there is a kind of solemnity, a kind of anger, and even a kind of tragedy in the urn.

The sound is slow, as a sad voice.

A green flute then rose melodiously, like a sheath that borrowed from the air, piercing the morning mist before the morning glow.

"Hit the building and drink the wine, the sword song is easy to water-"

The sound of the building and flute gradually weakened.

A song suddenly rose, like a sharp blade cutting through a silk silk.

The singing voice is clear, and as soon as it comes out, it is already extremely emotional.

Sure enough, the Year of the Turtle is the Year of the Turtle.

Li Longji was also shocked.

This is the story of the assassination of the King of Qin.

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold.

The strong man is gone, and he will never return.

From ancient times to the present, how many poems have expressed the saddest parting in history.

It's a death battle.

Regardless of whether it is a success.

It's defeat.

He will not escape death.

However, he did not hesitate to set off.

This is the greatest courage in the world.

It is also the greatest loyalty on earth.

"After Prince Yan, I will join the state."

Li Guinian's singing had just stopped, and the flute suddenly disappeared.

Then came the addition of a drum.

The drum and the building rise.

The tragic color is even stronger.

The person who sang has been replaced by Li Henian.

He was still as handsome as Yang Jian had seen that day, dressed in white, and the flute left his lips.

And his singing voice is the same as Li Guinian's timbre.

The two brothers are the same in terms of appearance, sound quality, and even breath pronunciation.

If it weren't for Li Longji's strong ability to argue, he would even think that the person who sang was still Li Guinian.

"The young man is brave and fierce."

The sound is curling.

Li Pengnian's singing voice followed.

His hands were still in the air, but his eyes were empty and sad.

From his eyes, Li Longji also seemed to see the young man who followed him to Qin.

Although in the end, because the atmosphere at the scene was too terrifying, even if he had killed countless people since he was a child, he was finally cowardly, afraid of the scene, and finally his head was different.

The boy is dead.

But in the minds of future generations, he is still a hero.

"Because of the attack on Lu Goujian, don't bully each other" Ling Nian is young in the east of the golden city, and the silver saddle and white horse spend the spring breeze."

Li Guinian still clenched the green flute with both hands, but the corner of his eyes was always on Li Longji's body.

His singing voice is consistent.

Treble agitation.

The sound quality is high.

Wuling teenager, on the streets of Chang'an, fighting and playing.

This makes people feel emotional.

The same teenager.

The same youth.

Grabbing and Qin Wuyang will never be seen again after all.

"Drop flowers and laugh in the orchid shop!"

The sound of building and the drums have not stopped.

The flute is still lingering.

The three brothers suddenly began to sing in chorus.

There is chic.

There is heroism.

But there seems to be an endless sparseness.

Is it difficult to pay for the ambition of teenagers? Is the blood going to be spilled in the orchid's wine shop?

Li Longji's eyes couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

What kind of teenager is this?

Also, who made this word?

But the singing suddenly came from here.

There were hundreds of musicians in the audience, but they felt that the drums and flutes never stopped, and the singing was endless for a long time.

It's been a long, long time.

Li Longji was the first to slap his palm.

"Your Majesty!"

The three brothers Li Guinian, Li Pengnian and Li Henian have been kneeling on the ground for a long time at this moment.

"Three Aiqing, get up quickly."

Li Longji unexpectedly walked out from above the chief, walked to the side of the three Li Guinian brothers, stretched out his hand, and lifted them up one by one.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The three brothers got up and took a closer look, but there were fine beads of sweat covering their faces layer after layer.

The layman who has just performed may think that the instrument is perfectly smooth and the singer has a high pitch, but for the performer, almost all the strength in the body has been exhausted.

They have incorporated their own understanding of songs, people, stories and history into their performances.

It's a rebirth.

It is also a reproduction of life.

They are alive again with their singing and acting in someone else's story.

But it was close to collapse.

"The three Aiqing have worked hard, come, come, sit by my side, eat something, and replenish your strength."

Li Longji pulled the three brothers and returned to the seat together.

Concubine Wu Hui had already taken the initiative to get up and leave, standing on one side.

Because she understands that in the eyes of His Majesty at this moment, no matter how beautiful the beauty is, it is a void for him.

In the world of art, he is still an emperor.

However, Concubine Wu Hui's heart still couldn't help but feel a burst of jealousy.

The emperor pampered himself, and the world knew it.

However, what the world doesn't know is that the emperor is only in the boudoir of a few feet, and the emperor outside the brocade couch is someone else's emperor.

Just like in front of him, his love for the three Li Guinian brothers made him jealous.

Their friendship is not just a monarch and a minister?

Li Longji didn't take into account the thoughts of Concubine Wu Hui standing behind him, he personally peeled the grape skins for the three brothers, and then fed them to their mouths.

Grapes are a tribute from the Western Regions, and after a special preservation method, they can still enjoy such a delicacy even in the cold winter and wax moon, but at this moment, it is the mood of the three Li Guinian brothers that are more luscious than the grapes.

The three of them have gone all the way, but they are not as happy as outsiders seem to be now.

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