In the study, Yan Du was playing the piano, out of tune, harsh and ugly.

"Your Highness, don't you boast that you know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how can this lyre be played like pulling a bellows, why don't you talk about it, our ears can't stand it." Hongxuan shouted, and Yan Duan didn't know if he heard it or not, and he looked very serious.

Hongxuan looked bitterly at Shangguan Xu, who was also suffering from being tortured next to him, "Lord Shangguan, has His Highness really promised the noble dream?" ”

Shangguan Xu shook his head, "I don't know." ”

"The dream nobleman said that compared to dancing in the Moon Picking Tower, it seems that dancing in front of the civil and military officials in the court is more interesting. Ha, that's the court, a solemn and serious place, where civil and military officials discuss national affairs, but she wants to dance there, and Her Royal Highness accompanies her. Hongxuan was so angry that he blew his beard, "What is she dancing, she is slapping the face of the royal family, the face of civil and military officials, and the face of Darong!" ”

With a bang, Hongxuan and Shangguan Xu were both startled, and then saw that Yan Du was still playing, and then he was kicking, which made people's hearts uncomfortable.

"No, Your Highness, the sound of the piano is fatal, I have to go outside slowly."

Hongxuan got up as he spoke, Shangguan Xu couldn't stand it and got up, and as soon as the two fled to the door, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth, and the two of them breathed a long sigh of relief.

"How is this king's piano skills?" Yan Du raised her eyes and asked.

"Ugly!"

"There's nothing to talk about!"

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Hongxuan and Shangguan Xu are one by one.

Yan Du snorted, "She wants this king to play the song in red." ”

"Song in Red?" Hongxuan was only afraid that he had heard it wrong, "The last emperor of the previous dynasty was addicted to wine, and he once summoned the Oiran of the Qinlou Chu Pavilion in the world to enter the palace to dance for him, and the musicians specially composed this red-clothed song for this purpose. On the day of the palace singing and dancing, it was also the time when the righteous division broke through the palace gate, and with this beautiful sound, the previous dynasty was destroyed. ”

Shangguan Xu closed his eyes, "Therefore, the song of red clothes is also known as the song of the martyrdom, although some flower buildings will use this song, but they must not be in the hall of elegance, let alone the court." ”

"And Your Highness, you give her accompaniment, so I can't imagine that the ministers are going to throw rotten leaves and rotten eggs at you." Hongxuan Road.

Yan Du glared at Hongxuan, then threw the qin on the table and leaned back on the chair, "When the dream nobleman first said this, this king really wanted to slap her. ”

"Then why don't you smoke it?"

"This king doesn't beat women."

Shangguan Xu smiled, "If you beat her, those ministers outside the Chengtian Palace will really starve to death." ”

"Our civil officials in Darong are not only sharp-tongued, but also very stylish, but they are powerless." Yan Du said.

"It's just a matter of paper." Hongxuan summed it up.

Then, the three of them fell silent, and now there was nothing to say, nothing to do.

In the afternoon, the weather was extremely hot, and the eunuch came from time to time to report that a certain minister had fainted, and Yan Du thought that it was okay to faint, at least his life was saved, but those stubborn ones fainted and were sent home, and when they woke up, they came again, one after another.

In the afternoon, suddenly dark clouds covered the city, the wind was fierce, and it was pouring rain in a short time. Yan Dui, Shangguan Xu, and Hongxuan rushed to Chengtian Palace with umbrellas, but the umbrella was blown away halfway, and the three of them could only run over in the rain.

When he arrived at the gate of Chengtian Palace, through the storm, he saw that those ministers were still kneeling there, regardless of the wind and rain, he supported the ground with his hands and gritted his teeth.

"Your Highness, on weekdays, everyone works separately, but when the country is in danger, everyone can still work together." Hongxuan said loudly.

"Our Darong people have this spirit!" Shangguan Xu shouted.

Yan Du took a deep breath, "Isn't her damn just playing the piano!" ”

Isn't it just to be a happy person, he should be!

Isn't it just playing the song in red, he plays!

Isn't it just a stench for 10,000 years, he admitted!

On the third day, today's court meeting, the emperor dragged his sick body to the court, and no one could be absent from the special civil and military officials, and even King Suping, who was grounded in the palace in the name of protection, went to the court.

Above the court, the emperor's complexion is indeed not very good, especially the blue under his eyes, sitting on the dragon chair, taking a breath from time to time, but the mood is very good, and he looks very interested.

And the hundred officials on both sides, shaking their heads and sighing one by one, they really couldn't be happy.

When the piano sounded, a song of the dead country resounded in the court, which was originally a lingering and sympathetic tune, but it sent chills down the spine of the people present. With the sound of the piano, the dream nobleman danced in tulle, jumping and turning, the dance steps were light, and the clothes and belts were flying.

It is the prince who plays the piano, the nobles in the palace who dance, and the emperor who really listens and watches. This couldn't help but make a voice pop up in the hearts of the ministers below at the same time: Daei is going to die.

All the ministers bowed their heads, as if they had lost faith in the country.

At the end of the song, the dream nobleman stood on top of the court, looking at the ministers below with a smile.

"Did Hongu dance well?"

No one answered, and the dream nobleman was unhappy, so he threw himself into the emperor's arms instead, and sat on the side of the dragon chair at the same time. The emperor did not stop him, but rebuked the ministers below with an angry face.

"Your nobleman asked, are you all deaf?"

The ministers still kept their heads down, and no one stepped forward to reply, not knowing whether they dared or silently resisted.

"You ......"

"Your Majesty, I'm happy today, why don't you play another song for your sons." Yan Dui sat on one side and said.

The emperor glanced at Yan Dui, and then asked the noble man if he wanted to hear it.

"The prince's piano skills are superb, and the concubine naturally wants to hear it."

Only then did the emperor nod at Yan Du and said, "You can play it." ”

After Yan Dusk, he put his hand flat on the strings, took a deep breath, and played it again, different from the lingering compassion of the previous song, this time it was like a turbulent wave, like thousands of troops and horses rolling in, the sound of the piano was exciting, when it was high, it was like a thousand horses, when it was low, it was like a thunderstorm, when it was high, it was low, and it stirred people's hearts.

The ministers raised their heads one by one, their faces swept away with frustration, and their fighting spirit returned to their chests.

There is still hope for Daiei, and Daiei will not die!

This is a song, and Daei will be like this song, and it will eventually break out!

Under the passionate sound of the piano, the noble man did yawn again and again, and asked the emperor to take her back to rest. The emperor also had a headache when he heard it, and his face showed impatience.

"Alright, stop playing!"

The emperor shouted, but the high sound of the piano drowned out his words, and Yan Du did not hear it. He frowned, and simply pulled the dream nobleman and walked directly down.

At the end of the song, Yan Dusk threw the piano aside.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the current situation is very unfavorable for us in Daiei, but as long as we work together, we will definitely be able to overcome this crisis. We will have a battle with the Southern Jin Dynasty, and this battle will definitely be won, I hope you will have confidence and do your best. ”

After the end of the court, Yan Du returned to the upper study with several ministers, and they had to prepare for war in response to the repeated provocations of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Just walked to the door of the study, Shangguan Xu hurriedly came, "Your Highness, the emperor has made the dream nobleman the queen." ”

"What?"

"The noble man of the dream is happy."