When the musicians arrived, amid the cheers of the guests, the much-anticipated Su Weiwei finally appeared.

This woman is really famous in Zhenhong County, the sound of Qi County, a war song from beginning to end, every detail is handled by her personally, and even the clothing is carefully selected.

At this moment, she changed into a silk dress, with appropriate makeup, her slender hands shook gently, and she walked onto the stage with a fragrant wind.

Yue Heng is also not much better, he thinks that this feeling of watching the concert scene is quite good, the beauty is just a few meters away, it seems to be within reach, and Su Weiwei took a deep look at him after coming on stage, which made his heart beat a little faster.

"Xie Yuegongzi's words~"

Su Weiwei lightly blessed in front of everyone, and the first person to thank turned out to be Yue Heng, which made countless men drool with envy.

"Hmph! little lewd/thief who messes with flowers and grass! It's all about lewdness/words/glamorous/songs!" In a small corner that no one paid attention to, Wen Xinyue's eyes were red, and she muttered secretly.

After a little preparation, the musicians moved, and Su Weiwei sang.

The sound of trumpets, the striking of cymbals, the sound of drums, and the harmony of flutes.

These four musical instruments are obviously not ordinary, and they have a strong blessing effect on the battle song of Mulan poem.

The horn is low and penetrates people's hearts, the bronze cymbals sound crisp and not harsh, the sound of drums can activate the silence in the depths of the heart, and the flute is like a song and a complaint, blowing away the bitterness and suffering of the world.

Su Weiwei's lips opened slightly, and she sang the lyrics of "Chirp and Chirp, Mulan is a household weaver", with a gesture, her daughter's shape is charming and moving, and her voice is smart and expressive, not at all as Yue Heng said, but her singing voice is good, and it turns out that her acting skills are also quite good.

This long poem has a total of seven tunes, which is very consistent with the Xianbei style of ancient times, and many people hum along with the familiar Yuefu melody after hearing the musician play the melody.

Seven kinds of tunes rhyme with seven rhymes, the first sentence "chirp and chirp" until "the woman has nothing to remember", and the penultimate paragraph "the Son of Heaven sits in Mingtang" until "I don't know that Mulan is a girl", the style of each paragraph has changed slightly.

Su Weiwei is worthy of singing everyone, her voice is sometimes tactful, sometimes resentful, sometimes impassioned, which very well drives the emotions of the audience.

At the end of the song, even though this place was not within the scope of the Phantom Spirit Array of the Imperial Palace, people seemed to have seen the whole process of Mulan's joining the army.

A good song can penetrate people's hearts and touch the softest part of people's hearts.

After listening to the earlif, there were a hundred feelings, and the only thing that was the same was that everyone gave applause and applause.

"Things are strange and poetic, loyalty and filial piety are unswerving, this poem will be passed down through the ages, and its fame will not be extinguished!"

Cui Shilang exclaimed: "There is indeed a biased view of women in the world, which makes me and other literati feel quite blushing, and I must go home and reflect on myself for three days! Yue Heng, you made a good poem!"

Yue Heng didn't dare to bear such a big praise, and after thanking the unknown author in his heart, he said again and again: "Master Cui praises it! I think we should thank Miss Su for her natural voice, no matter how good the poem is, if there is no good soundtrack and singing voice, no matter how good the play is, it will not be able to come out." ”

Hearing Yue Heng praise her, Su Weiwei's thin eyebrows showed a smile, and she covered her mouth and replied: "Yue Gongzi is the master of the soundtrack~ And the singing of men and women is also quite charming~"

Yue Heng was embarrassed, and the armament laughed even more, and urged repeatedly: "Then what are you waiting for? Please rest for a while and prepare for the next song! Pass my order, let the female generals and their relatives lean over and listen to the singing voices of Yue Gongzi and Su everyone!"

In the laughter of everyone, Su Weiwei hid her face and went down to prepare for the next song, Yue Heng was surrounded by a group of women again, toasting, pulling relationships, introducing which girl, making him blush, until Su Weiwei returned to the stage, and the others let him go.

Not only did she change her makeup, but she also changed her clothes, but her petite body was wearing a strong suit at this time, and she looked like a malnourished female warrior no matter how she looked.

Yue Heng originally thought that Su Weiwei would sing "Who Says Women Are Not as Good as Men" in her own tone, but she didn't expect that the tone had not changed, and it was still the version of Henan Opera, but after the musician's accompaniment and free play movements were added, the effect was much stronger than Yue Heng's.

"Well sung!"

"Who said that women are not as good as men! happy, proud, comfortable!"

"Who doesn't want to be a heroine? This song sings the dream in the hearts of all our women! Su family, you sing really well! Yue Gongzi, you write better words!"

The warblers and Yanyan who were surrounded near the chairman's seat did not forget to tease Yue Heng again, and after touching his face one by one, they returned to their tables with a smile, making the men in the audience envious and jealous.

There's no way, the poems and songs are all created for women, and the men in the audience can't get the bonus, plus seeing that Yue Heng is so popular, it's strange that male compatriots can give him a good face!

"Everyone, please be calm and don't be impatient! Please also ask Yue Heng and Yue Gongzi to say a few words to everyone!" Zhang Junbei grabbed Yue Heng's arm, pushed him to the chairman's seat, stood side by side with Su Weiwei, and then threw him a look that only a man could understand.

Yue Heng had a black line, because he actually understood the meaning in Zhang Junbei's eyes, and it turned out to be "I can only help you get here......

What should I say?

Quietly squinting at the jade man standing beside her, Su Weiwei stood with her head on her chin and looked at him prettyly, Yue Heng's mood was a little unstable.

However, there was a faint fragrance with a calming breath in his nose, and he slowly calmed down and said, "First of all, the student is really adapted from Dajingguo's "Mulan Song......"

"Hahahaha......"

The people around who knew this allusion all laughed, and Qi County Ling and Wen Zhangyuan also shook their shoulders and shook their heads helplessly.

"That's just a joke, Yue Heng, tell me the original intention of creating this poem and song. Qi County's fluttering sentence alleviated this embarrassment.

Yue Heng touched his bare chin, and said nonsense: "The student's family is poor, and he can't afford to buy all kinds of documents and classics, so he can only rely on borrowing from fellow scholars, or learning about the strange things in the outside world when he helps sort out old documents at the Han Book Office. Hua Mulan's enlistment in the army for her father was an inspiration that came to my mind by chance, and the creation of "Mulan Poems" should have been completed before the spring exam. ”

Others believed it, and even Wen Zhangyuan and Qi County Ling did not have the slightest suspicion, Cui Shilang asked: "Then is your spring examination work this "Mulan Poem"?"

Yue Heng shook his head: "A month ago, the student accidentally heard a troubadour in the teahouse tell the story of Wang Zhaojun, a woman from the ancient Qin Dynasty, and he was moved by emotion at that time, and he was in reverence for the Ming concubine who knew the righteousness. During the spring examination, thanks to the blessing of Emperor Fuxi and the protection of the power of Fuxi stars, the students had a sudden inspiration to associate the situation of Mulan and Wang Zhaojun together, and they got a seven-word quatrain poem called "Honoring Mulan". “

"Oh?"

Several examiners who knew about it quickly exchanged glances, and smiled secretly in their hearts, this was definitely Yue Heng's excuse.

"I heard that you are on the list of special recruits, and no one knows your spring examination work, so what are you waiting for now?" Zhang Junbei laughed and ordered the people below to prepare.

Yue Heng looked at Zhang Junbei's man holding the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and could only sigh and stiffen his head.

"Son-in-law, the slave family will study ink for you~"

Su Weiwei was blowing like an orchid on the side, not caring about other people's eyes at all, she stretched out her slender hand with a smile, laid out the paper for Yue Heng, and polished the ink herself.

I don't know how many others are envious of this scene, Yue Heng is forced to enjoy it, seeing those officials who are not afraid of worrying when they see the excitement, seeing Ji Cong's envious and jealous literati fellow disciples, seeing those warriors and craftsmen who are eager to replace him, and seeing the women who are smiling and nymphomaniac with their eyes......

Yue Heng took the pen from Su Weiwei's hand, noticed her creamy skin, her heart was shaken, and she quickly took a deep breath, took her thoughts back, and wrote intently:

"Bend the bow to fight as a man,

In a dream once with a thrush.

A few times I thought about returning the wine,

On the clouds on the blessing of Concubine Ming. ”

This poem is called "Mulan Temple", written by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty, Yue Heng is inconvenient to use this title, just in the name of the banquet to pay tribute to Mulan.

After the last word was closed, there was a sudden change, and an invisible pink red light emitted between the pen and paper in front of Yue Heng.

Cui Shilang and other civil officials were taken aback, thinking that this was some kind of resonant text, but when they carefully checked the Divine Palace in their body, they did not find anything unusual.

"The first sentence of 'Zuo' is quite expressive, only 'Zuo' can allow Mulan to exist in the army as a woman for twelve years, and no one notices!" said an old man stroking his beard and smiling.

"The battle is real, the dream is fake, the pretending to be a man is real, the thrush is fake, this foil technique is extremely ingenious and quite innovative. The other nodded in approval.

Wen Zhangyuan sighed: "The last two sentences, several times to return the wine, this is an incomparably contradictory, but incomparably true, a sentence full of hardships and entanglements." Is it to the scenery to relieve sorrow, or to the moon to put wine? It turned out to be the clouds outside the ancient fortress to wish the Ming Concubine Wang Zhaojun!"

Cui Shilang smiled, looking at Yue Heng's expression and became even happier: "Wang Zhaojun, the concubine of Ming, who invited peace, Hua Mulan, who joined the army for his father, one is Herong, and the other is in the army, although the situation and motivation are different, they are also for the stability of the country." This sentence not only elevates Mulan to the status of Concubine Ming, but also makes the two of them have been friends for thousands of years, reflecting each other, which makes people feel euphemistic and moving after reading it!"

"Good poetry!"

"Swan song!"

"The artistic conception is lofty!"

Many civil officials have praised it, especially since they have just come out of "Mulan Poem" and "Who Says Women Are Not as Good as Men".

Although most of the military attachés and generals are vulgar and not elegant, there are still some people who are quite literate, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are both civil and military.

After listening to the comments of the civil officials, these generals suddenly realized, at least they understood the two things of joining the army and leaving the Sai and Fan, thinking about the ancient times, such an important state affair was actually taken by women, and many people sighed.

Suddenly, a woman in the crowd screamed.