Listening to the shouting sound that swept over Hong Feng, Wang Lun smiled slightly, waved his hand, and the curtain finally opened slowly.

As soon as the music on the stage began, the noise of the 3,000 people subsided, and there was silence for an instant. But listening to the sound of the drum, its sound was solemn, but it opened the court.

Hu Yanshouting played by Wang Lun had his hands cut off backwards, and the executioner behind him was swordsman, but he was unyielding, and sang loudly: "Xia Hedong was wronged like a knife, and I hated my heavenly spirit to be angry." I am like a phoenix falling off the shelf and a chicken shrouded, and like a roc spreading its wings and missing feathers. Entering the tiger's den is just to protect the community, who wants to be imprisoned by the faint king. The flash made it difficult for me to draw the knife in my left hand and return to the sheath, this is the misfortune that does not invite everyone to bring it on themselves. Xia Hedong was framed and his head is not guaranteed, who can drive away the traitorous sword? ”

As soon as the singing stopped, on the other side of the stage, Ouyang Fang asked Zhao Kuangyin: "Holy Lord, three o'clock in the afternoon is coming, what else does the Holy Lord command?" ”

Zhao Kuangyin said: "It was supervised by Aiqing, and Hu Yanshouting was beheaded, thinking that he was a disloyal minister!" ”

Ouyang Fang agreed: "The minister's decree!" Out of the dragon shed asked Huyan Shouting, "Lord Huyan, at this moment, what else do you say?" ”

Hu Yanshouting sang: "Even if you serve the country and are wronged, you will bury your loyal soul on the battlefield since ancient times." It is difficult to distinguish right from wrong for a while, and someone will judge it a hundred years later. ”

Ouyang Fang sighed repeatedly, and ordered someone to escort Hu Yanshou Pavilion down, and after a drum sounded, he returned to the dragon shed and told Zhao Kuangyin: "The minister has been imprisoned, and Hu Yanshou Pavilion has been beheaded!" ”

After Zhao Kuangyin sent Ouyang Fang to retreat, he said to himself with a smile: "Hu Yanshou Pavilion Gong Gao Zhen Lord, today I beheaded him by playing the question, and also eliminated a confidant for the children and grandchildren of my Zhao family, hahahaha——"

Ouyang Fang came out of the dragon shed, and sighed again: "Although the old man is against Lord Huyan, but it is a war between two countries, each of which is its master, so it has to be so, in fact, the old man also respects him in his heart. Someone's coming! Will bury Lord Huyan thickly, and don't insult! The Guards agreed.

Crying three times and laughing three times, Ouyang Fang sang: "The life of the pioneer has been written off, and the faint monarch has cut off his arm." Now put aside Zhao Song and help the Northern Han Dynasty to sit in the Dragon Dynasty. After singing, Ouyang Fang hung the seal and sealed the gold, and the horse went to the Northern Han camp.

Seeing Liu Jun, Ouyang Fang said: "The king is overjoyed!" ”

Liu Jun asked: "Where does the joy come from?" ”

Ouyang Fang said: "The faint monarch has destroyed the Great Wall by himself, and he has already beheaded Lord Huyanshou Pavilion!" ”

For a moment, the two laughed.

Among the Huyan soldiers watching the play, someone suddenly cried: "Faint king! Dog thief! "Pegasus galloped to the water's edge, bent his bow and arrows, and shot at the stage. It's a pity that the stage is far beyond the range of bows and arrows, and the people who release the arrows have more than enough heart but not enough strength.

Although it is useless, but as soon as you ride, a hundred horses follow, and the bowstring sound by the water rings like beads, and the arrows are like rain.

Hu Yanzhuo heard his soldiers scolding the "faint king", and his face turned white in shock.

Zhu Biao and Dong Ping were also surprised when they looked at this movement, and they were busy restraining their subordinates.

Han Tao comforted Hu Yanzhuo and said: "Big brother is panicking, the word 'faint king' of the brothers is to scold that Liu Jun!" ”

Although he was reassured by his brothers, Hu Yanzhuo still gave an urgent order, ordering all the sergeants to collect the team and not to mess around. A group of soldiers threw away their bows and arrows, and suddenly someone fell under the horse and cried loudly, and immediately mourned all over the field, and the ears were full of the sound of "the old lord has been wronged". Hu Yan's eyes were red, and he couldn't care about it.

Disturbed by this, the performance on the stage stopped for a moment, and the curtain was pulled up again. After the rain of arrows and the crying stopped, it reopened.

The general of the Huyan Shouting family left the imperial camp in tears and went home to report the funeral. Hearing the murderous letter, Mrs. Luo and a pair of children broke their liver and intestines. For a while, the family of three on the stage cried falsely, and the three thousand Huyan soldiers in the audience really cried, and the scene was a controllable chaos. They are generations of generals, the father dies and the son succeeds, and they share weal and woe with the Huyan family earlier than the Huyan family.

After crying for a long time, Mrs. Luo ordered Huyan Jinlian and Huyanzan sisters and brothers to set up Huyan soldiers, kill Benhedong, and attack the Northern Han Dynasty.

Hu Yanzan asked: "Now that the faint monarch has been besieged by the Northern Han Dynasty and will destroy himself in the near future, why doesn't my mother take revenge, but first attack the Northern Han Dynasty and rescue the faint monarch?" ”

Mrs. Luo then sang: "My son's father left a letter at home, and the letter told him to be courteous. If the Northern Han Dynasty destroys the faint king, the Khitan will definitely cause turmoil. Hu cavalry invaded in a big way, how about the dragons without a leader? Once the great rivers and mountains are broken, the people will be miserable and have many blood and tears. ”

When the Huyan sisters and brothers heard this, they all bowed their heads and were speechless.

Mrs. Luo sang again: "The five chaotic flowers are full of tears, and the white bones are like mountains of blood. Huyan only thinks about the importance of the society, and does not protect the people from the king. The children quickly listened to the order, and the sisters and brothers took the lead. There is a spiritual position in front of the mountain, and the father of the son has a big soldier in front of the spirit. ”

In the sound of singing, the curtain slowly closed again.

At this time, the Huyan army suddenly fell silent. Up to Hu Yanzhuo, down to the little soldiers, all quietly staring at the distant scene. Although it is silent, there seems to be an undercurrent. If this undercurrent pours into Liangshanbo, it will inevitably set off a monstrous wave; If this undercurrent flows into the Yangtze River, the flood control levee will inevitably burst.

In a suffocating silence, the curtain on the stage was once again firmly opened. The background on the stage has been changed to the spiritual seat of Huyanshou Pavilion, and the mournful music is babbling and tear-jerking.

But mourning is only a brief prelude. In the remnants of decadence, suddenly there was a golden drum like a popping bean, the steel knife was right, the su gun was double, and a team of filial piety soldiers poured out on the stage, stepping on the drum and dividing the wings of the geese into two rows, one by one, full of energy and high spirits - the three thousand Huyanjun opened their eyes wide, and they were also in high spirits!

After eight people carrying knives, eight people with horizontal guns, four partial generals, two people, and twenty-two people, Mrs. Luo, played by Cui Niannu, was dressed in military uniform, and came out with the Huyanzan sisters and brothers who were fully clothed.

At this time, Cui Niannu's heart was as calm as water, and Wang Lun's entrustment echoed in his ears: "Niannu, whether you can surrender the heart of Huyanjun depends on your performance!" ”

Glancing at the seemingly boundless Huyan army outside the stage, Cui Niannu said in his heart: "Husband, I have been able to help you with great difficulty today, and I will not be dishonored!" ”

But listening to the sound of the golden drum in the background, Pei Xuan personally applauded, and the sound was like a storm, extremely brave. In the sound of drums, everyone on the stage interspersed with formations, surrounding Mrs. Luo played by Cui Niannu in the center, and with a bang, Cui Niannu exhaled and sang: "The flag is fluttering, the horn is singing, and the mountain is shaking-"

Cui Niannu has a golden voice that amazes Wang Lun, if it weren't for this, he would have come up with this set of heart-wrenching schemes, and he wouldn't have been able to think of someone to execute it. At this time, he was looking at his wife who was calm and calm in the face of Qianjun in the background, and suddenly smiled, and he was suddenly full of confidence in the success of today's strategy.

After singing, the people on the stage cheered up, the voice was majestic, and then the golden drum of the army was beaten, Cui Niannu held the flower feather on his head, the left point Ling, the right point Ling, the left and right three armies, although there were only twenty-four people in front of her, but looking at her majestic expression, it seemed that there were thousands of troops under her command.

Yes, there are indeed thousands of troops in the distance, it just depends on whether she can surrender without a fight.

After the school was completed, Cui Niannu held the flower feather in his hand, appeared in Taichung, faced the Huyan soldiers and horses in the distance, and sang: "Huyan soldiers, the sergeants are full of grief and hatred, full of righteous indignation, Zanzan'er glared angrily, and the golden lotus girl gritted her teeth. This time, the traitor will not take the oath and will not withdraw the army! ”

When he heard this, Wang Lun's heart was settled. He is most afraid that Cui Niannu will sing the Tsing Yi of his mother's role like Hua Dan and Dao Ma Dan, the former is like a second wife and a coquette, and the latter is like a barbarian woman, then it's over! Now her performance is just right, a combination of rigidity and softness, and she perfectly interprets the image of a heroine who has to stand up to seek justice because of the unjust death of her husband.

This image not only moved Wang Lun backstage, but also moved Hu Yanjun in front of Shuibo, at this moment, Cui Niannu seems to have incarnated as the master mother who rehabilitated their old master without hesitation, and the figures on the stage are fleeting, and it is so difficult to distinguish each other.

Cui Niannu sang again: "Capture the thief chief and sacrifice the heroic spirit." Priest, I can't help but grieve—"

This sentence was strong at first, and then suddenly turned mournful, and the backstage music was also low, and everyone on the stage bowed down in front of them.