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On top of the low collapse, there was a young woman kneeling, who was Xiao Qiao, who had been playing the piano before.

She was born with a beautiful and picturesque face, giving people a natural sense of beauty. The willow eyebrows are bent, and the eyes like autumn water flicker, giving people a smart and elegant temperament while rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Xiao Qiao has long hair, which is different from Big Qiao's ponytail, which falls casually on his shoulders. The delicate figure is all covered by the white gauze skirt, which echoes her snow-white skin, and looks extremely delicate.

Everyone opened their eyes again, looking at Xiao Qiao, who was dressed in white, and their blood was gushing.

However, Cao Ang has seen the beauty of Cai Wenji and Da Qiao, and he has a little resistance to Xiao Qiao, and he does his best to control himself to divert his attention, so that the little brother who is already hungry and thirsty can calm down.

Zhang Liao was also shocked by Xiao Qiao's beauty, just shocked. He knew that these two sisters were not something that ordinary people like him could touch, they could only be watched from a distance, not blasphemous!

But he has a strong premonition in his heart, this Cao Ang is definitely not very human, maybe he will take down all these two beauties and let him open his eyes!

Wei Zhongdao coughed in a low voice, and after a while, he also looked away with difficulty. In his heart, Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao's sisters will be in her pocket, and no one can take it from him, not even Niu Fu and Cao Ang!

Niu Fu's eyes were full of fire, and he looked at Xiao Qiao unscrupulously, and he didn't hide the desire burning in his heart.

When he heard that Aunt Ying, the old bustard in the Qinglou, said that he had recruited two new top girls who were not selling their bodies, he didn't care, but when he saw it today, he regretted it a little.

Today, he's going to have to win against the two next guys! In this way, the two beauties can be put into the golden house in a righteous and bright way, and have mercy!

In front of the dwarf is a low table with a seven-stringed guqin, about the same level as Xiao Qiao's body.

Further beyond the low table is a stage half the size of a basketball court. There were two rows of majestic and high-spirited sergeants standing on the stage, both holding weapons and showing their eyes in front of them, protecting Xiao Qiao in the center like the stars and the moon.

Aunt Yingying clapped her palms at the right time and said, "Miss Xiao Qiao, let's start the trouble!" Don't keep your guests waiting! ”

After speaking, the bustard glanced at Xiao Qiao meaningfully.

Xiao Qiao pretended not to see it, because Aunt Ying wanted her to play the song "Jiangnan", because someone already knew the answer.

If you play "Jiangnan", the one who can't break through is the one who is familiar with the old bustard Yinggu. Judging from the situation just now, the thief who stole their "Taiping Technique" is about to stop there.

If this is the case, her plan with her sister Big Joe will fall through. Besides, how could she, Xiao Qiao, be willing to let the old bustard command others at will?

As long as she gets the "Taiping Technique" from the thief, she and her sister Da Qiao will leave the Qinglou and hide in Chang'an City, waiting for the opportunity.

Xiao Qiao lowered his head and smiled, holding the sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, stretched out his right hand and picked up a small basket of agarwood and added it to the incense burner.

A lavender cigarette rises, emitting an invigorating scent.

Cao Ang also looked stunned, and suddenly felt a sense of unity of soul and soul, and he didn't know what kind of spice Xiao Qiao was putting in, it must be very expensive, right?

Xiao Qiao knelt next to the guqin, rolled up his sleeves, revealed his two slender jade hands, and began to pluck the strings.

The passionate sound of the piano sounded, from slow to fast, from simple to complex, and gradually sketched a picture of the battle next to the curling incense burner.

The two sergeants were stunned at first, it was obvious that it was not the music they had set before, so they had to improvise with the two sergeants leading the dance, and soon they were getting better.

When Aunt Yingwu heard this, her face suddenly changed, but she soon returned to normal.

Before the expedition, the golden drums sounded in unison, the war horses roared, and the soldiers shouted in unison, picked up the lanterns to look at the swords, and blew the horns to the company camp.

Stirring music was played in the army, and the soldiers were all encouraged, happily eating the roast beef that had been distributed. After eating, they formed a neat line.

The general is full of spirit, and the autumn soldiers on the battlefield show the vigorous and majestic posture of the soldiers.

On the eve of the decisive battle, the sound of the piano became shorter and shorter, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

The sound of the piano was almost squeezed out, and the two armies finally began the Armageddon in a depressing atmosphere.

The sound of the piano began to change again, the sound of shouting and killing shook the earth, and carefully distinguished, the sound of golden drums, swords and crossbows, and the sound of people and horses were endless, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

The general was defeated, and his Mei Ji gave him the last song and dance, not wanting to be captured by the enemy, nor wanting to drag the general down, so he had to kill himself by his side.

The general stayed up all night, and fled aimlessly after dawn with the remnants of the tribe.

The enemy was all over the mountains, and they pursued the general, pressing forward step by step, and completely strangled the remnants of him.

The general was left alone, knowing that he could not escape, drew his sword and looked up to the sky and sighed, tired of the years of conquest, and killed himself by the river.

The sound of the piano grew deeper and deeper until it came to an abrupt end.

Little Joe sat alone on the low floor, having stopped plucking the strings, his eyes closed, and two lines of tears were silently left, like the general's beauty.

Everyone was immersed in this wonderful picture, feeling the beauty of the piano, feeling the joy and sorrow of the general, and many people's eyes were warm.

It was the tears of unpaid sighs!

That's the hero's tearful sigh to the sky!

After a long time, everyone gradually woke up from this picture, and then they suddenly sounded, it turned out that they had just listened to Xiao Qiao play a piano song, and they couldn't help but fall into this wonderful rhyme.

They all looked up at Little Joe, who was sitting alone, and no one wanted to wake her up, no one wanted to spoil the quiet atmosphere.

Only the breeze that doesn't understand the style gently strokes Xiao Qiao's hair.

Cao Ang woke up leisurely, and he remembered that this piece was called Ambush on All Sides, and the most famous in later generations was the pipa song, and there was no such thing as a piano song at all.

The ten-sided ambush depicts the decisive battle of the Chu-Han War, in which the precarious Chu army was defeated by the Han army, which was outnumbered by the Han army.

As a last resort, Xiang Yu chanted a song "Song of the Fall" before he died: Pull out the mountain and cover the world, and the times are not good. If you don't die, you can't help it, Yu Ji Yu Ji can't help it!

This poem is short and concise, resonant, expressing Xiang Yu's resentment and helplessness, and conquering the hearts of countless readers, including Cao Ang.

After chanting, Xiang Yu, who was at the end of the hero, killed himself as a general.

To tell the truth, Cao Ang is a little distressed and sympathetic to Xiang Yu, a tragic hero, but it's a pity that the poor king has been defeated since ancient times!

Even the famous Sima Qian of the Han Dynasty regarded Xiang Yu as the king who controlled the situation in the world, and wrote it into the twelve books of the "Historical Records".

Xiao Qiao's ten-sided ambush is like a heavenly sound, which greatly restores the scene of the original battle under the wall.