"Will you be the king of musical instruments?" Emperor Yuan Chun instantly became interested, "I have never seen the king of musical instruments, but today I can open my eyes!" ”

Wen Nuo jumped up and ran to the musician to muttered something.

Song Zhao didn't even have time to stop it.

I saw the musician dig out an old long box.

Wen Nuo came to the hall with the box in his hand.

Everyone looked at her curiously.

In the next second, she was very calm...... Took out a suona!

Everyone: I was terrified!

The queen's face changed slightly, "This is what you call the king of musical instruments?" ”

Wen Nuo raised her head, "Yes, the little girl thinks that in this world, there is no musical instrument that can compare to the power brought by suona, it is a well-deserved king of musical instruments!" ”

The queen was speechless.

It was with almost all the demeanor of the Mother of a Nation that she restrained the urge to roar!

She doesn't understand the king of musical instruments.

She only knew that this suona was used for funerals.

When the suona sounds, it's a big bad luck!

I was trying to euphemistically persuade Emperor Yuan Chun not to listen.

Emperor Yuan Chun got up excitedly and stroked his palms, looking like he had never seen the world, "This suona is worthy of being the king of musical instruments, and I am really unheard of and unseen." ”

The officials were silent.

Their families are all dead, so they naturally know suona.

This thing is not dead, so naturally I don't know.

But do they dare to warn?

The third prince's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "This prince sees such a fresh instrument for the first time, what are you waiting for, hurry up and play!" ”

Wen Nuo smiled Mimi.

She puffed out her cheeks and blew hard at the suona.

A high-pitched, majestic voice suddenly sounded!

Emperor Yuan Chun had just picked up the teacup, but he had not yet drunk it in his mouth.

The hoarse suona sound frightened him and threw the teacup out.

Wen Nuo didn't realize it, and the blowing became more and more vigorous.

The voice rose and fell, tearing the heart.

The officials were in a trance.

Listen to this sad suona sound, as if to remind them that the Qingming Festival is here, and it is time to go to the grave.

Song Zhao covered his face.

The madness hints that the sister stops, but the sister blows extraordinarily......

In the audience, only the three princes were interested in Wen Nuo's performance.

"It's amazing! This prince will too! ”

He had an idea, ran to the musician, and brought a big drum.

Then standing beside Wen Nuo, excited drums and harmonies.

Suona + big drum, this makes it even worse for the already tortured people!

However, Wen Nuo and the three princes seemed to have found a sound, and they cooperated very actively.

You come and go, like a funeral duo.

The sense of substitution is too strong.

There seems to be a familiar song in everyone's ears:

As soon as the song sounded, the cloth was covered, and the whole village waited for the food to be served, crying and crying, carrying and lifting, and the heel was white.

Firecrackers sounded, suona blowing, front lifting, back chasing, coffin was placed, soil was buried, relatives and friends cried.

Wen Nuo wiped his forehead, and took advantage of the rest to give the third prince a thumbs up, "Third prince, I think you have a lot of potential, you are worthy of partnering with me, our funeral duo walks the rivers and lakes, and we still have to have a stage name." ”

The three princes had a hearty time, "Okay, good!" ”

"My name is Shangguan Nanbei, and your name is Sima Dongxi!"

"This prince is approved."

The queen's expression was ugly, and she couldn't wait to plug her ears.

The prince couldn't bear to look at him directly, and said to Emperor Yuanchun, "Father, this suona is played for the funeral of the dead with the drumming." The third emperor brother is too unruly, do you want to send everyone away collectively? ”

Emperor Yuan Chun coughed, and he was actually unhappy in his heart, but the performer was his favorite young son after all.

As a father, he has to give his son face.

So I tried to squeeze out a smile, "Isn't that nice?" As an elder brother, you should be full of loving encouragement for your younger brother's performance, and pour cold water on it! ”

Prince, "......"

At this time, the three princes, who were beating the drums, suddenly twitched and fell down in convulsions.