"The wolf smoke rises, the rivers and mountains look north, the dragon rolls, the horse neighses, the sword qi is like frost, the heart is like the Yellow River, twenty years, between the vertical and horizontal, who can resist, hate, the long knife is to, how many siblings are loyal to the soul and buried in the ......"

Lin Chen cleared his throat, then played a song in the live broadcast room, and played his voice out.

[Anchor, you are the originator of lip-syncing in the entertainment industry, right?]

[It's too much, forget about piracy, now it's just Mr. Tu's song, have you paid Mr. Tu's copyright fee to the anchor?]

[The pirated version is useless, I checked it, Hua Xiangrong was the first prostitute in Bianjing after Li Shishi in the late Northern Song Dynasty, especially famous for singing.

Singing is not playing chess and composing poems, chess was formed in the Northern Song Dynasty, which is exactly the same as the current chess, but various theories of chess are still in the embryonic state, and the anchor has an advantage. The format of the seven-character quatrain is the same from the Tang and Song dynasties to the Qing Dynasty, and plagiarism of poetry is no problem.

But the appreciation of singing in different generations can be different, the post-60s don't like Jay Chou, the post-70s don't like Girls' Generation, the post-80s don't like TFBOYS, and the anchor wants to win with Mr. Tu's songs, wishful thinking. 】

[I see that the anchor still sings a cool song]

Lin Chen watched the barrage while lip-syncing, and his heart was half cold. But I can only insist on "singing" to the end.

"The horseshoe goes south, people look north, people look north, the grass is green, the dust is flying, I am willing to defend the land and reopen the territory, and China wants to let the Quartet.... Come to congratulate. ”

As the momentum of the high pitch ended, the zombies looked at Lin Chen in surprise.

"It seems to be quite nice, energetic. A zombie said.

"But why do I feel weird?" the other zombie wondered.

Zhang Wanling looked at Lin Chen suspiciously, "This voice doesn't seem to be yours, right?"

"Isn't it mine, is there anyone else here?" Lin Chen stared at Zhang Wanling undoubtedly, and snorted: "I, the King of Ming Singers, have a unique skill, which is to change my voice and sing songs, so that I can sing the best taste of each song, don't make a fuss as if you haven't seen the world." ”

Zhang Wanling was speechless for a moment.

"It's useless for you to do this stunt, it's not as good as our sister flower's singing, your song is still a bit imposing, but Sister Hua's voice is the sound of nature. Tian Qingyun said.

"That's right. The other zombies chimed in.

"Woo ......"

Just when everyone thought that Lin Chen was out of play, and Lin Chen himself felt cold, Hua Xiangrong cried, squatting on the ground, tears falling uncontrollably, looking sad.

"The wolf smoke rises, the rivers and mountains look north, the dragon rolls, the horse neighses, the sword is like frost, and the heart is like the Yellow River...... Dignified China wants to let the Quartet.... Congratulations...... Woowoo woo ......"

Hua Xiangrong couldn't stop sobbing, and Zhang Wanling wondered: "Why is Sister Hua crying?

"I see. Tian Qingyun suddenly knew why Hua Xiangrong was crying, and said to Zhang Wanling: "Have you forgotten?

"Oh my God, I didn't expect that. ”

Zhang Wanling suddenly understood.

Hua Xiangrong was a native of the late Northern Song Dynasty, witnessed the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty, and died on the way to the north escorted by Jin soldiers. She conspired with a group of prostitute sisters to die in one night with a dozen Jin soldiers.

He was originally a prosperous servant, but after the troubled times, the country was ruined, the man was incompetent, and a group of weak women came forward.

"The wolf smoke rises, the rivers and mountains look north, the dragon rolls, the horse neighses, the sword is like frost, and the heart is like the Yellow River...... which suddenly evokes the memories of Hua Xiangrong before his death, the Jin army went south, Bianjing was broken, thousands of members of the Northern Song Dynasty royal family, as well as the wives and daughters of ministers and the beauties of Bianjing folks, were escorted to the north and crossed the Yellow River, and the nobles of the Han Dynasty in the past were about to become barbarian slaves.

“...... Dignified China wants to let the Quartet.... "Lai He ......" sounds more like a sarcasm in Hua Xiangrong.

"King of Songs, do you Da Ming also bow your knees to foreign clans?" After a while, Hua Xiangrong raised his head and looked at Lin Chen with a beautiful face.

Of course not, in the past, Taizu destroyed the Mengyuan Dynasty, and Ming Chengzu made an oath of "the Son of Heaven guards the country" in Beiping, and struck the Tatars five times outside the fortress, and the Tatars did not dare to cross the Great Wall from then on.

In the battle of Tumubao, Emperor Yingzong personally conquered Wara, although he was defeated, sixty-six ministers were killed in battle, and Emperor Yingzong was also captured, but the Ming Dynasty did not accept the coin, re-elected the emperor, reorganized the army, and continued to besiege Warat.

Today, the SX peasant uprising is intensifying, but the Ming Dynasty has also hoarded most of its elite troops in Shanhaiguan, and has been fighting with the Jianzhou Jurchens for more than ten years, and has never had the idea of fornication. ”

Lin Chen replied without thinking about it, putting aside everything else, the Ming Dynasty did not lose its bones in the treatment of foreigners, including Chongzhen, although he was stubborn and died of his own use, but it was much better than the kind of goods that Song Huizong and Song Qinzong had survived in Jinying for decades.

"I really envy you for having such a court. Hua Xiangrong smiled reluctantly, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said to Lin Chen, "You won." ”

"Hate, if our boss is here, whether you play chess, compose poetry or sing music, you will definitely not win. Zhang Wanling said unconvinced.

"Where's your boss?"

Only by killing the six main evil spirits will the jade plate be shattered, and it is obvious that the boss in Zhang Wanling's mouth must be the evil spirit with a good name.

These three spirit zombies have the strength equivalent to the ninth layer of Qi training, and their boss cultivation is definitely higher, Lin Chen is not sure if he can kill her, but he is still more concerned about her whereabouts.

"Our boss has been out for days and hasn't come back. Tian Qingyun said: "Little poet, don't believe it, our boss piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and singing, all of them are perfect, all of them are fine, if she is here today, you can't win no matter what." ”

"I don't believe it. Lin Chen said in his heart, but at this time, how could he argue with a group of zombies, he promised to do so, and left, this group of zombies was very trustworthy and did not hinder Lin Chen in any way.

"The third chess saint of the Ming Dynasty, the little poet of the Ming Dynasty, the king of the Ming Dynasty, in addition to our boss, I didn't expect there to be such a talented person in the world. Tian Qingyun looked at Lin Chen's back and said intoxicated.

"Such a man, only our boss is worthy of it, don't think about it. Zhang Wanling said.

......

"Xue'er, Meng Changsheng is besieging and killing the greedy evil spirits, let's go and join them. ”

In the dry woods, the drunken Taoist priest found Yao Xue'er and wanted to take Yao Xue'er away.

"Don't go. Yao Xueer refused without even thinking about it.

"Are you still waiting for Lin Chen to come back?" the drunken Taoist priest snorted and said, "He can't come back." ”

At this time, Nie Xiaoqian walked into the woods from outside, Lin Chen had been gone for a long time and had not come back, Nie Xiaoqian was a little worried, and wanted to find Yao Xue'er to find Lin Chen together, but she happened to hear the words of the drunken Taoist priest and stopped suddenly.