Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Wind Beats the Drum

Seeing that his subordinates were overwhelmed by this beautiful song, Li Yanzhao couldn't be indifferent, he pinned the sickle to his belt and strode towards those displaced people.

The homeless people saw a gray-faced soldier in leather armor and a sickle pinned to his waist walking towards them, because they couldn't understand the meaning of this soldier, the crowd that had surrounded Su Xiaoniang dispersed, and looked at Li Yanzhao who strode in disbelief.

Li Yanzhao approached this group of ragged and slightly depressed homeless people, and then found the official who was looking for him, and smiled faintly: "I don't know which little lady is singing a song, I don't know if you can introduce one or two." ”

The little official opened his mouth, but before he could speak, among the displaced people next to him, a middle-aged man had already stepped forward and said to Li Yanzhao again and again: "The juniors don't know anything, they forgot for a while, they collided with the general, and they hope that the general will forgive their sins." I'm going to go back and teach them and make them restrain a little bit. ”

Although the middle-aged man's robe was dusty and dusty, it was not as ragged as the people on the sidelines, so Li Yanzhao observed the middle-aged man from head to toe.

His clothes and materials seem to be obviously the top choice, although he is still a homeless person, but his attitude towards Li Yanzhao is neither humble nor arrogant, and his words are humble and polite. It's not as panicked as ordinary homeless people. It has been understood that this person is probably a person like the old man and the official among the displaced people here, and he has a lot of power to speak.

Li Yanzhao's face was like a spring breeze, and he smiled and waved his hand: "I am too worried." The juniors have no intention of colliding, and my heart is clear. However, the soldiers under my command listened to the singing of Su Xiaoniang, and they all yearned for it. All I asked for was to ask Mrs. Su to come back to a few more songs. On behalf of the soldiers under my command, I took the liberty to ask Su Xiaoniang to sing a few more songs for the soldiers, I don't know if I think it's okay? ”

The middle-aged man listened to Li Yanzhao's request, hesitated for a moment with an embarrassed face, and then arched his hand and asked: "The juniors in the family can recite a few words at will, but it is difficult to get on the stage. Please don't blame the general. ”

Hearing that the middle-aged man said no, Li Yanzhao was not surprised. just pointed to the soldiers under his command who were still mowing the grass and logging in front of him, and said in a slow and steady tone: "These athletes under a certain command are all first-class elites in the army. On weekdays, he is diligent in training and defending the country. When the displaced people entered the country, they laid down their weapons and helped the people to reclaim the famine, in the hope that the people could live in peace. ”

After a pause, Li Yanzhao said proudly: "Although I have taken the liberty to ask for it now, what I invite is just a trivial matter, why did you refuse?" ”

The middle-aged man listened to Li Yanzhao's words, but his face became solemn, his brows gradually twisted into a lump, but his eyes were as sharp as a sword stabbing at Li Yanzhao, and he was about to open his mouth to say something, but he refused verbally. A young girl turned out from the back of the homeless people, walked to the middle-aged man's side, first saluted Li Yanzhao, and then turned to the middle-aged man, Wen Yan asked: "What is the matter with the uncle, arguing with others?" ”

Li Yanzhao saw this little lady, with bright eyes, curved willow eyebrows, and lightly opened cherry lips, although it was not stunning, but it could also be called a rare beauty among the women she had seen in her life. Although she was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, judging by her facial expression, speech and demeanor, there was no doubt that she was definitely a woman of the noble clan with a good family education.

The middle-aged man approached the little lady's ear and whispered a few words to her. The little lady frowned slightly at first. After hearing the middle-aged man's whisper, his brows were furrowed, and then he smiled at the middle-aged man and said: "These sergeants help the villagers to reclaim wasteland, and I just sing a few songs for them, why not?" ”

When the middle-aged man heard what the little lady said, his face was bitter, and he said in a low voice: "Wanyun, don't ...... it."

Halfway through the middle-aged man's words, the little lady had already waved her hand to silence him, and then turned her head to look at Li Yanzhao and said, "Go and sing a few songs for the soldiers, but there is no problem in this matter." I just wonder if the general can find a drum for me? ”

Hearing that the little lady should inherit this matter, Li Yanzhao was overjoyed, and hugged his fists and said deeply: "The little lady is noble, and I am admired, since the little lady opened her mouth to find a drum accompaniment, no matter what, she should have found it for the little lady." Here, a special subordinate soldiers thanked the little lady. ”

After thanking the little lady, Li Yanzhao turned to the middle-aged man and gave him a deep look: "Thank you for the introduction." A subordinate who is self-restraint must not be abrupt little lady, if you are worried, you may wish to take a look at it. ”

Li Yanzhao said what the middle-aged man was thinking. The middle-aged man had nothing to say. Seeing that the little lady had also agreed to play a song for the soldiers, he couldn't stop it any more, so he could only follow the little lady and Li Yanzhao and walk towards the soldiers who were still working in the distance.

Seeing this, the displaced people in the rear also followed behind, following them in groups.

Near the place where the soldiers were working, this special team stopped. The many soldiers who were cutting wood and cutting grass had already seen everyone coming, and at this time they all stopped what they were doing, and looked at this special team that Li Bairen would bring with a little doubt or excitement.

At the front of the team, Su Xiaoniang, who was only half a step behind Li Yanzhao, faced the eyes of these men in the army who were excited, puzzled, or eager in the wilderness at this time, and she also felt a little unnatural.

However, remembering the purpose of this, she still stepped forward a little shyly, bowed slightly to these soldiers who were looking at her, and then said loudly: "The maid fled with the villagers to Liangzhou a few days ago, and the road was blessed by the gentlemen, and now the gentlemen have come to help me and other villagers to reclaim the famine. ”

Hearing that Little Lady Su came to play for everyone, the soldiers in the wilderness were all in good spirits at this time. Whispering to each other, happy and colorful.

Li Yanzhao had already called his soldiers to find a drum used in the army, and together with the drumsticks, he found a stump nearby, and then placed it on it.

Not long after, accompanied by the vast drumbeat, the melodious singing of Su Xiaoniang spread all over the wilderness.

"Beat the drum and use the soldiers. Tuguo City, I will travel south alone......" Su Xiaoniang's lips opened slightly, and the poems that passed through the millennium slowly came out from between her lips and teeth at this moment, and in an instant for all the listeners in this wilderness, a picture of a strong man going out on an expedition was depicted, so that these soldiers with axes and sickles looked at her but their eyes were blurred, as if immersed in the picture scroll depicted by Su Xiaoniang's song for them.

"From Sun Zizhong, Ping Chen and Song, I don't want to go home, and I am worried. Where do you live? Lost his horse? What do you want? Under the forest. ”

The melodious singing fell, and the drumstick held by Su Xiaoniang was beating, but the rhythm of the beating was rapid.

"Death and life are broad, talk to Zicheng, hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son." Accompanied by the rapid drum beat, when Su Xiaoniang sang these two lines of poetry, her tone was also urgent. Li Yanzhao heard "Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son." "My eyes couldn't help but get wet. Suddenly, I was speechless, and I thought of my fiancΓ©e who died in a car accident in her previous life.

The tone of the previous sentence fell, and the drumsticks hovered in the air, stopping for a few breaths. Then, as the drumsticks fell, and continued to beat a breathtaking movement on the drum, Su Xiaoniang followed the last line of the poem.

"Yu is wide, I don't live, I don't believe it." This last sentence, Su Xiaoniang sang softly, accompanied by Qingyue's drums, and sang it twice in a row.

For a while, whether it was a soldier, a homeless person, a middle-aged man or Li Yanzhao. But everyone present was immersed in this poem played by Su Xiaoniang and the drum. There is quite a lingering sound, and the feeling of endless winding.

The poem sung by Su Xiaoniang is from "The Book of Songs? Sao Feng. The title of the poem is "Drumming". The general idea is that he is a soldier who is away from home, unable to return home, and misses his lover at home. I thought that I had sworn that I would take my lover's hand and grow old with her. And the reunion of life and death has not allowed us to meet for too long, and it has been too long to make it difficult to fulfill the original vow.

Su Xiaoniang's singing undoubtedly evoked some of Li Yanzhao's beautiful or sad memories in his previous life. Listening to Su Xiaoniang's soft or hurried tone, she was already in tears.

After a moment of distraction, Li Yanzhao realized that Su Xiaoniang's performance had long ended, and she was looking at herself with a slightly pitying solemn eye.

Realizing his gaffe, Li Yanzhao hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeves, and looked back at Su Xiaoniang with a slightly embarrassed look, but saw Su Xiaoniang cover her mouth and chuckle, which stimulated Li Yanzhao for a while.

Fortunately, Li Yanzhao raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that many of the soldiers around him were secretly wiping tears, and his heart was suddenly relieved.