Xinling Jun stole talismans to save Zhao?

When the students heard this allusion, they looked at each other, and when they saw that their companions were shaking their heads, indicating that they didn't know, they understood that this was indeed a fictional history as Ning Shixian said.

Because it's fictional, many people don't pay much attention to it.

But when they heard Ning Wuxian talk about the tense situation during the Warring States period, as well as the life and death faced by Xinlingjun's country, Zhao Guo, Xinlingjun's country, the deeds of Xinlingjun and his guests, everyone present couldn't help but yearn for it.

Xin Lingjun is such a master who can be met but cannot be sought, if they can meet it, they will definitely be more brilliant than the disciples in the story.

Such a vivid story seemed to have really happened, and when everyone listened to it, there was silence for a moment before bursting into thunderous applause.

"Xinling Jun is really the Lord of Ming!"

"Although this Zhao country is different from the other Zhao country, there are also many generous and sad people in the land of Yan Zhao today, and it is worth Ning Shixian to write a poem for this."

The people present who were from the Yan Zhao clan heard these words, and they all bowed to the person who spoke, as a sign of respect.

Ning Wuxian saw that everyone had a good response to this "overhead" story, and was able to substitute himself, so he knew that he did not use his words in vain to explain this allusion.

After explaining the allusions, people can understand the deep meaning of the poem and go one step further.

"Third brother, this new poem I wrote is a gift to you, I hope that you, the leader of Jinling's martial arts, can show your ambitions, and I also hope that everyone present will have a chivalrous heart, no matter what your background is, you don't have to be very high, and don't be contemptuous."

Let's talk about it.

Ning Wuxian picked up the pen and ink, and the pen walked the dragon and snake.

A song "Chivalrous Journey" jumped on the page.

After writing, Ning Wuxian blew dry the ink and handed it to Ning Wujian's hand.

"The third brother can sing according to it, or sing it on his back, I will warm up with Miss Shen and Miss Ji first to you and Miss Xirou."

As soon as this remark came out.

Many of the people who originally stretched their necks and wanted to see the content on the paper clearly, retracted their necks and focused their attention on Ning Wuxian and Ji Jin.

Although the new poem is from Ning Shixian's hand, it can naturally amaze everyone.

But in their minds, "Will Enter the Wine" is more worth looking forward to, especially the scene of Jinling poets and Jinling's first talented women singing together, maybe it is only once in their lives.

Not to mention the Daxing people present, even the Beidi people and the Japanese people who had investigated Ning Wuxian in depth felt that this scene should not be missed.

Only Ning Wuxian, who got the new poem, and Xi Rou, who got to Ning Wujian to check whether the new poem was in tune and whether it needed to change the tune temporarily, knew in advance what kind of sensation singing this new poem would bring.

Especially Ning is not hindered.

Although he didn't have much attainment in poetry, he was urged by his parents to learn so much literary knowledge.

When I saw this new poem, I was attracted by the content of it, and after I tasted it, I only felt that the blood was surging out, and it was difficult to suppress it.

"Fifth brother, this poem is very good!"

Ning Wujian wanted to say a few more words of praise, but because his literary literacy was limited, he could only praise it for the time being.

After Xi Rou secretly glanced at Ning Wuxian, who was not good at words, she said excitedly to Ning Wuxian: "It is worthy of being a Jinling poet immortal, this poem is written so well!" ”

In fact, Xirou has a lot of scenes, but she thinks that saying it is blasphemous.

You can only use the simplest sentences to express your true inner thoughts.

"If you think it's good, that's really good."

Ning Wuxian didn't say anything more to them, let them have a good run-in, so that in the next time, this new poem can be pushed to another level.

And he.

walked back to the middle of Shen Youchu and Ji Jin, sat down and stood up again.

Shen Youchu and Ji Jin, who walked back with him, couldn't help but laugh when they saw his reaction like pins and needles.

"Ning Gongzi, is this nervous?"

Ji Jin laughed teasingly.

Ning Wuxian was very surprised that Ji Jin suddenly teased him, but he didn't agree with what she said.

"I'm not nervous, I'm just ...... I've never sung in front of so many people, and I don't know if it's better to sing sitting or standing up. ”

Forget it, stand tall and see far.

He'd have to keep an eye on the people in the crowd who are moving.

Ning Wuxian counted the time.

After such a long time, Zheng Donglin should have received the news sent by Jiang Yan to find him, and he had to hurry up about singing.

Next, when the third brother and Miss Xirou played new songs and new lyrics to attract everyone's attention, they secretly grasped the movements of the government and the reaction between the Beidi Wa Kingdom, so as to carry out the layout of the next stage and how to rationally open up under the supervision of the meticulous workers.

"Everyone!"

Ning Wuxuan cleared his throat.

Everyone was immediately silenced, and all looked at the high platform of the performance on the fourth floor.

"I don't sing very well, everyone makes do with it, because the third brother and Miss Xirou still have to practice again, if anyone wants to come up and play a song, you can ask the girl in charge of playing in the hall in advance to help."

Such a long night.

It is naturally not enough to rely on Ning Wuxiao alone.

His goal is to warm up the field and feel like he's involved everywhere, but in reality he's in charge.

And tonight's good performance stage is indeed an opportunity for many people to make a name for themselves.

Ning Wuxiao undoubtedly used his reputation to build a good step for them.

Everyone looked at Ning Wuxian, who didn't want to be in the limelight alone, with admiration, and bowed their hands to show respect.

"Miss Shen, Miss Ji, you can start."

Ning Wuxian cleared his throat again, and went through the poem "Will Enter the Wine" and the revised part in his mind.

In order not to sing it wrong for a while, I have to give you a new allusion to popular science.

After his words fell, Shen Youchu and Ji Jin glanced at each other, and the slow melody slowly flowed out between the fingertips and lips of the two.

Directly made Ning Wuxian feel like he was being dragged into the clear spring stream even though he was in the hustle and bustle of the city, and his soul seemed to be washed, which was very comfortable.

This is probably the charm of music.

Ning Wuxian didn't expect that Miss Shen and Miss Ji would have such a specialty, and he listened carefully to the tune.

The prelude didn't seem to have a chance for him to speak.

After a while, until the stream seemed to merge into the river and began to rush into the sea, Shen Youchu glanced at him.

Here we go!

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky~~"

Because they deliberately chose a melody that was magnificent but had a simple rhyme, the four sentences were a cycle.

So when Ning Wuxian was halfway through singing, the people below almost understood the tone and rhythm of the poem and followed suit.

When it was time for the second time, the whole chorus was directly started.

When it was sung for the third time, the people were so excited that the singing was deafening.

When Zheng Donglin received Jiang Yang's notice, he pretended to be a little servant of the Ning family and carried two barrels of wine, and when he entered the Xiaoxiang Pavilion through the back door, he heard the singing sound coming from it.

After listening carefully, he found that Ning Wuxian's voice was also among them, and his second monk was confused.

"Mr. Ning didn't ask me to help him chase the silver and fight the widows, why did he sing?"

With so many people singing along, is it a ritual for students to do something to the enemy, just like they drank before going to war?