The entire Linyi County, and even the surrounding villages, are practicing archery.

Anyway, there was nothing to do, Xining leaned against the water pavilion, shaking a fan and watching the people in the house practice archery. Sometimes they will also call a singing and dancing girl to sing and dance to relieve boredom.

"Su Su Rabbit Yi, Ding Ding of the Starter. Takeshi, the prince of Gancheng.

Su Su Rabbit Yi, applied to Zhongkui. Martial arts, the prince is hateful.

Su Su Rabbit Yi, applied to the forest. Martial arts, the heart of the prince ......" The singer plucked the strings and sang while playing.

It's very good, I didn't expect the "Book of Songs" to be sung.

After singing the song, Xining shook his head: "This is "Rabbit Yi", which praises the bravery of the samurai, and is the public who is eager to ask for it. With the piano to match, it looks too fatty. ”

To prove this, Xinin looked at a dead man who was teaching archery not far away: "Call him." ”

Jing'er, who was kneeling next to her, stood up and went to call the dead man.

"County Lord!" The dead man clasped his fists and saluted, his face still covered with a black cloth.

The weather is still hot now, and in the middle of summer in those days, every day is like this black clothes, black pants and black cloth mask, how hot it is!

Xining asked, "Why are you teaching alone?" ”

The dead man replied, "Shift, it's me today." ”

"It's okay, if you come to teach all of them, it's a waste, and it makes you not do your job." Xining nodded, and asked again, "Did you hear them singing "Rabbit Yi" just now?" ”

The dead man was stunned, why are the questions stranger than the other? But the county lord asked, so let's answer: "I heard it." ”

"Can you remember that?" Xining asked again, looking at him curiously.

The dead man replied: "I can only dance with guns and sticks, and I can't write songs." "It shouldn't be wrong to say no.

Xining thought sideways, and pointed with his hand: "You, teach him to memorize." Just teach four sentences first, and you won't waste much time. If it doesn't work, just two sentences! ”

Seeing that the singer was stunned, Xining glared: "Teach!" ”

The singer then asked, "Are you literate?" ”

The dead man really didn't know what the county chief was doing, but he replied truthfully: "I know a few." "As a dead soldier, of course, you need to know a little bit of Braille, and you need to be literate to monitor and transmit messages.

"That's easy!" The singer immediately stood up and walked behind a bush behind her.

I heard, "Hey, I didn't copy my song just now, so I'll borrow this for use." ”

A man behind the bush said in a panic: "That's not possible, I'm still useful." Hey, don't rob it! ”

Xining rolled her eyes, how many secret agents were there around her.

The singer said impatiently: "Then draw one for me and write down "Rabbit Yi". Otherwise, I'll have to go back to the house and get it! ”

Okay, for the sake of convenience, I went directly to the back to find someone who was responsible for recording her words and deeds.

"There's no hurry, I'll just write it." After a while, a helpless voice came: "Here, okay?" ”

The singer came back with a bamboo slip and gave it to the dead man: "Here, there are both sides of the front and back." ”

Seeing the dead man holding the bamboo slip blankly, Xining ordered with a smile: "Use the drum to match it, and you sing it according to the chant." ”

Yes? The dead were almost not petrified.

Xining still smiled: "If you don't sing, you won't give five taels of silver." Just because you won't, the money is gone, and the three of them will be angry. ”

The dead man continued to petrify, and if it did turn into stone, it would have cracked by the words.

The maids gathered around curiously.

"Sing it! If you can't sing, read it. The singer picked up a small tambourine and slapped her hand, and the drum vibrated with a crisp "dong dong" sound.

Xining reminded: "Five taels of silver ......"

It was so difficult for him to be a dead man and to meet the demands of the supervised, to teach archery, and now to sing. Which dead man is like this?

The tree on the side was anxious: "You are singing, what are you doing in a daze?" ”

All right! As soon as the dead man's heart was crossed, he sang loudly according to the words.

It doesn't matter what rhymes, anyway, I read it all over again.

"Papapa......" Xining applauded: "Well sung!" ”

He also said to the singer: "If you hear it, you should also distinguish the words, the words just now are very strong and hard, that is, you have to use the drum." ”

Although it doesn't sound euphemistic and beautiful, it is better than the words and artistic conception in place.

The dead man shed tears in his heart, he really wanted to die just now, and he sang naturally and tragically!

Xining waved his hand: "Tell you in the courtyard, before the competition is held after the autumn, I plan to let you go on stage to rehearse two elegant songs and dances." ”

"It's the county lord!" The singer retreated to the back.

She turned to the dead man and shook her head: "What a good young man, versatile. Even if you can't sing, you can sing so well. How do you do this? ”

The dead man continued to weep secretly, listening to the word "what to do", he was a good man to raise the dead, and he took the monthly silver.

After thinking about it, Xining shouted left and right: "Others, come here if you are here, there is something!" ”

Why is it called again? They are dead soldiers, and they should hide like shadows in the shadows, and at any time when they are ordered, they can unsheath their swords and kill their targets.

After thinking about it, I went out anyway.

Xining looked at it and seemed to be happy: "All four are here, not bad." ”

The four of them looked at each other left and right, and saluted helplessly to the county lord.

"It's good that you're here!" Xining slowly shook the fan: "Among you, who is alone, and there is no one at home?" ”

What is this for? The four of them looked at each other left and right, in fact, what to see, everyone covered their faces, what other expressions could they see?

One of them clasped his fists: "Below are orphans, and there is no one at home!" ”

"It's pathetic." Xining sighed slightly: "It seems that I am much stronger than you, although my parents also died early and my brothers and sisters withered, I have many relatives." ”

Come on, your "relatives" are all nobles, each more dangerous than the other, and there are four people here, which one is not sent by the so-called "relatives" or people related to their relatives.

After Xining sighed, she got to the point: "You should know my maid painting, take the other three and go to Miss Wang's house for a few days." This Miss Wang's little lady should not be a fuel-efficient lamp. For my people, maybe they will splash some dirty water or even kill people like last time. Go there and protect them secretly. ”

The dead man was stunned: "Me? "He's someone else's dead soldier, not the county lord, is the county lord mistaken?

"Uh-huh!" Xining nodded: "Aren't you left alone?" If the three of them go, they will worry that their owner will be bad for their family, so you don't have to worry about that. If you need news from here after you go, the three of you will copy a copy to him and give him an errand. ”

The four dead soldiers are messy in the hot wind, they are not the dead soldiers of the county lord, are you mistaken, the county lord?

Xining seemed to think of something again: "Since you help me with things, I can't treat you badly." Otherwise, you go and talk to Steward Xiao, and in the future, you will receive five taels of silver a month, which can be regarded as a reward for doing things for me. ”