"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”

Under the altar, the twelve musicians who had been ready for a long time rang the chime.

Rows of bells, arranged in the order of pitch and pitch, are hung on a huge bell stand, and the musicians use a T-shaped wooden hammer and a long rod to strike the bronze bells, which can produce different musical sounds.

The sound of the chimes is crisp and bright, melodious and beautiful!

At this moment, the timbre of the musicians striking the chimes is extraordinarily pure and elegant, and full of solemnity.

After the chimes are played, all the sounds of the different instruments nearby, such as drums, seers, strings, and kotoes, are completely integrated!

This is the old kind of music!

Immediately, a group of graceful singers began to hum along with the music.

What they sang in their beautiful voices was a harmonious and murderous tune!

Battle Song!

"Wearing iron armor and carrying a long sword. It's a long road to fight with your son! ”

"Fight with the enemy, die and live together. Fight with your son, don't slack off! ”

"Take Wu Hook, all the robes. Fighting with the son, people are not old!

"Step on the eight wildernesses, chase revenge. Fight with the son, sing fearlessly! ”

Hearing this hymn sung by the singers, everyone present couldn't help but be shocked and dumbfounded.

Including Shi Mimu, all the envoys of the countries couldn't help but be stunned for a while!

After finishing the song, Shi Mimu couldn't help but pull the sleeve of Ji Za beside him, and asked in a low voice: "Ji Zi, is this your Wu Feng poem?" ”

In the opinion of Shi Mimu and others, looking at the entire Wu Kingdom, the only person who can make such a majestic and rhythmic poem is Ji Za!

Because he knows the rhythm of music, he is the great sage of the world and the most virtuous person.

In the early years, Wu sent Ji Za as an envoy to Lu.

When he arrived in Lu Country, Ji Za heard the magnificent Zhou Le!

Then, with his profound sensibility and outstanding insight, he analyzed the far-reaching implications of the religion of ritual music and the rise and fall of the Zhou Dynasty.

Hearing "Tang", Ji Za heard the legacy of the Tao Tang clan that has been thinking for thousands of years!

Hearing "Daya", he heard the virtue of King Wen in the deep and broad spirit of the music!

When the song "Wei" is everywhere, the ambition of the alliance leader of "big and wide, thrifty and easy" reflects the teaching of virtue and virtue.

It wasn't until the dance of "Zhao Ji" that Ji Za exclaimed: This is the most breathtaking supreme movement, just like the sky covers everything, and the earth carries everything.

Even if it is Shengde, it is beyond measure!

"This is not a poem written by an old man."

Dazai Jizha smiled slightly, and said: "This poem, called "Battle with the Son", was written by my king and arranged by the old man. ”

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Upon hearing this, Shi Mimu and other envoys from other countries couldn't help but gasp and feel shocked.

Unexpectedly, Qingji, who is known as the first warrior of Wu and has already crowned the world's bravery, still has such talent?

This poem full of solemn atmosphere, coupled with the majestic and heart-wrenching score, is a match made in heaven!

Moreover, with it, a full ninety-nine Wu army warriors wearing crimson battle clothes and armor stood under the altar.

They followed the melody of the war song, dancing with their hands, splitting their hands, throwing punches, sinking and saddling...... Every movement seems rough and powerful, and it is not an alternative beauty.

Very masculine beauty!

This dance is different from the one that the beautiful dancers dance, but it looks like something different.

One song is over.

"Good!"

"Color!"

Everyone who watched the ceremony couldn't help but applaud and applaud.

"This kind of Wu song, this kind of Wu dance, this kind of Wu song, is really the only one in the world!"

"It's really worth the trip!"

"Color! What a poem, wearing iron armor, carrying a long sword, fighting with the enemy, life and death together! It's really refreshing! ”

"There are "Shao Feng", "Hu Feng", "Wei Feng", "Zheng Feng", "Qi Feng" and so on, why don't you see the poetry of "Wu Feng"?"

"Hahahaha! Confucius should have transcribed this poem into the "Poems" 300 and compiled it as Wu Feng! ”

Everyone was talking about it, and they all felt that the poem made by the Wu people was quite excellent, and it should be compiled into the "Poem" for 300 miles and praised by future generations.

The so-called "Poems" 300 is the "Book of Songs", which came from the Han Dynasty and was respected as a Confucian classic by successive feudal dynasties and an indispensable part of the imperial examination!

As the initiator of "Fighting with the Son", Qingji naturally believes that this poem is qualified to be selected into the "Book of Songs"!

The influence of the Book of Songs is unquestionable.

The Book of Poetry is divided into three parts: "Wind", "Ya", and "Song".

"Wind" is a ballad from all over the Zhou Dynasty;

"Ya" is the positive sound of the Zhou people, and it is divided into "Xiao Ya" and "Da Ya";

"Song" is the music song of the Zhou royal court and the noble temple, and it is divided into "Song of Zhou", "Song of Lu" and "Song of Shang"!

It is said that the Book of Songs was collected by Yin Jun Yin Jifu and later compiled by Confucius, which is the earliest collection of poems in China.

Each of the vassal states divided by the Zhou royal family has its own folk song, namely "Wind"!

Zheng has "Zheng Feng", Qi has "Qi Feng", Wei has "Wei Feng", Qin has "Qin Feng", and even some small countries that have died out have their own "Feng".

The remote country of Wu also has its own folk songs, including "Wu Feng", but it can't be selected into the three hundred "poems" of Confucius, and it has been lost later!

Now, the poem "Wu Feng and Zi Zheng" made by Qingji may not be able to enter the eyes of Master Confucius.

One song is over.

The musicians and singers under the altar sang "Daya" and "Song of Zhou" respectively!

"In the Muqing Temple, Su Yu appeared. Helping many people, the virtue of Bingwen. ”

"The more in the sky, Jun ran in the temple. No obvious, no ......"

Qingji was very helpless.

Is this a gift of your own crown, or a spring and autumn version of the concert?

Rao is like this, Qingji has to calm down and patiently "appreciate".

Finally, with the sound of horns, all the dance music retreated!

Instead, a bonfire was lit under the altar, followed by a large group of wizards dressed in fancy costumes and muttering words.

The wizards danced around the bonfire, shaking the small drums, bells and other unknown instruments in their hands from time to time, and began to dance the gods!

Qingji didn't know what was going on in their mouths.

Qingji just followed the original etiquette system, facing the bronze tripod in front of him with billowing black smoke, raised his hands above his head, stretched his sleeves, and knelt down.