In mid-February, the bitter cold has passed, and although the weather is still cold, the temperature is not so low. The empire won a great victory, the price of food was stable, and as the New Year performance approached, the people who were at peace in their hearts were all in the empire on this annual heavy day, and more and more people came to the imperial capital.

The capital of the Qiankun Empire is an ancient city of more than 200 years, 20 miles long and 15 miles wide, covering an area of 300 square miles, with a resident population of nearly one million. Although it has been renovated many times, the traces of the passage of time can still be seen everywhere, and this accumulation brings people an indescribable weight and solemnity.

When Jiang Xingchen saw this ancient city for the first time, he could not hide the shock in his heart, this kind of time accumulation was far from being comparable to Hongyuan City.

After saying hello to Mo Hongxian and Wanrou, Jiang Xingchen stopped taking the carriage, beckoned the old man to be his guide, led Mei'er down, and squeezed into the crowd of people entering the city. When he came to the imperial capital for the first time, of course he wanted to take Mei'er for a walk.

Entering the capital, Jiang Xingchen saw a more prosperous scene than Hongyuan City, with constant pedestrians on the streets, horse-drawn carriages flowing endlessly, and countless signboards of various storefronts.

The little girl had an excited smile on her face, her head swaying from side to side, looking at this for a while, and then looking at that again, feeling that her eyes were almost useless.

The old man turned his face up, introduced as he walked, and made a landlord's appearance.

A month later, when the old man led them to a street, Jiang Xingchen realized what it means to have a lot of people, and the situation that followed was almost comparable to the pedestrian street of a big city on earth.

"Boy, this is Jinlong Street, the largest market in the north of the city...... What do you think. I've never seen this face!" said the old man.

"Cut! What is this, I've seen people in the market so crowded that they can't walk!" Jiang Xingchen pursed his lips disdainfully. Squinted at the old man.

The corner of the old man's eyes twitched twice, and he pointed at Jiang Xingchen with one hand. He said in a low voice: "Boy, can you be thicker-skinned, you can also tell such a lie, and don't see who believes it!"

"Cut! Believe it or not!" Jiang Xingchen ignored it, led Mei'er inside, and said secretly in his heart: "If you see the scene of the Modu subway, it won't scare you to death!"

The old man looked at Jiang Xingchen's back and straightened his eyes, gritting his teeth with hatred: "This little rabbit cub, if you don't go against me, you will be uncomfortable......"

led Mei'er around the market. I bought some clothes and a small headdress, and was about to go back, when suddenly Mei'er pulled him: "Brother, look, there are flower sellers there!"

"Huh?" Jiang Xingchen wondered in his heart: "What season is this, how can there be flowers?"

Turning his head, he looked in the direction of Mei'er's finger, and sure enough, there were two bunches of budding flowers on a stall.

"This is Fentan, and the nobles of the imperial capital like to put this flower in their homes for decoration, and perform every New Year. This flower sells the fastest...... In general, it is the first flower to bloom when it breaks through the ice in February every year, and it blooms for a long time, not withering until mid-March...... Speaking of which. Because of the severe cold this year, it is still a little late, and it has not bloomed yet!" the old man explained on the side.

"Let's go. Go over and take a look!" Jiang Xingchen was just about to lead Mei'er over to buy it. A small girl with a small stature had already squeezed in front of them and bought the two bunches of powder.

"Hey!" Mei'er pouted. The two cheeks also bulged.

Jiang Xingchen's eyes kept staring at the figure of the little girl, revealing a strange expression.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Mei'er's little mouth rose to the top of the old man. I thought my brother would comfort himself, but he kept staring at the back of other girls.

"That girl is an orc!" Jiang Xingchen patted Mei'er's head and said with a smile: "Let people buy it, let's look for it again and see if there are any other sales!"

"Don't look for it!" the old man stopped him and explained: "The powder has not opened yet, and few people go to the wild to look for it, this is probably found by chance, and it was picked by hand!"

"Oh!" Jiang Xingchen nodded, and then asked strangely, "Since this flower is valuable, why hasn't anyone planted it?"

"Why is there no one to plant!" the old man shook his head with a smile and said, "The problem is that it can't be planted at all!"

Jiang Xingchen frowned and shook his head secretly: "It's really strange, it is difficult to domesticate beasts because the beasts of this world are too fierce! But plant domestication is also so difficult......

Shaking his head, Jiang Xingchen put the matter aside for the time being, and left with Mei'er and the old man.

The place where they settled was a big mansion that Dingbei Hou had already found, just north of the city.

After a day's rest, Jiang Xingchen and Wanrou went to the military headquarters under the leadership of Dingbei Hou to meet the marshal.

Although he had never met Jiang Xingchen, the marshal was quite familiar with him, whether it was the invention of sheep intestines and sewing needles, or the snare drum and winter hunting, they all brought great help to the imperial military department.

Therefore, the marshal did not put on any show. However, even so, the aura formed by staying in a high position for a long time still made Jiang Xingchen a little restrained, if it weren't for the fact that he was so strong in his heart, I am afraid he would not know what to say.

After chatting a few words, Jiang Xingchen coughed lightly and said softly: "Lord Marshal, I want to borrow a hundred soldiers from you, you can see ......?"

"Oh, let's use it for dance and music, okay, no problem!" the marshal was so surprised that he waved his hand and ordered him directly, and in a moment a hundred soldiers were brought over.

"Play well, I'm optimistic about you! I will definitely win the son of Old Man Yuan!" Finally, the marshal patted him on the shoulder again, with an encouraging expression.

"What old man Yuan's son!" Jiang Xingchen was a little dazed, completely unaware of what the marshal said. Later, after listening to Dingbei Hou's explanation, I realized that the son of the chief official of the aristocratic management department was in the Caifeng Song and Dance Troupe, and he also got the instrument called plucked playing.

Subsequently, Jiang Xingchen and the others said goodbye and left, and the marshal's smiling face sank, and he said in a low voice: "In this song and dance performance, Jiang Xingchen really didn't win a lot of face, I hope this kid won't be too arrogant and can't bear the blow......"

In the afternoon of the same day, the largest performance venue in the north of the city released the news: the inventor of the big drum, the Bauhinia Song and Dance Troupe, which has won the unprecedented evaluation of the New Year song and dance preselection, will perform three times a day for the boys to improve themselves!

As soon as this news came out, many people remembered that the boy at the New Year song and dance pre-selection should be self-reliant.

"Bauhinia Song and Dance Troupe, why did they come to the imperial capital to perform? Didn't many people ask them to do it again, but they didn't perform?"

"Cut! This still needs to be asked, it must be that they can't sit still when they see the Caifeng Song and Dance Troupe is on fire now!"

"That's it, but is it still useful for them to act now, look at other people's Caifeng's repertoire, I don't believe that Bauhinia's can be so good!"

"Just take a look tomorrow, what you said at the time was so evil, who knows what level it is!"

"Actually, it's better this way, otherwise wouldn't the New Year song and dance performance be too bland!"

"Let's go, buy a ticket to ......"

Soon, the outside of the performance venue in the north of the city was crowded with people queuing up to buy tickets. The curators were so happy that they were the ultimate beneficiaries of such competition......

Turning the day, Jiang Xingchen went to the performance venue with Wanrou and Mo Hongxian early in the morning, with musical instruments. When they arrived, the hundred soldiers had already arrived first.

These soldiers were a little excited at this time, and they learned last night that during the pre-selection of Hongyuan City's singing and dancing, the six ordinary soldiers of the Seventh Legion had picked up a big bargain, just because they had a performance with Jiang Xingchen, and now they are all living extremely well.

Of course, they have to take advantage of such an opportunity, and if they are good, they may be like those six people.

Following Jiang Xingchen into the backstage and changing into clothes, Jiang Xingchen faced the soldiers and asked lightly, "Are you ready to accept cheers and glory?"

In a word, the breathing of the hundred soldiers was suddenly heavy, their eyes were shining, and they shouted in unison: "Yes!"

Hundreds of people roared in unison, and the sound was shocking, and it was actually transmitted from the backstage to the front desk.

The more than 2,000 people in the hall were originally discussing with great interest, but after this loud roar came out, they suddenly became silent, and all eyes were fixed on the stage.

"Let's go!" Jiang Xingchen waved his hand, and Wanrou took the lead, leading a hundred soldiers to the stage.

"Knock knock...... Knock knock knock...... Knock knock ......" The rhythmic prelude sounded, the curtain slowly opened, Jiang Xingchen and Wanrou in the middle, and the soldiers on both sides were separated.

None of the audience present had heard the song "Male Son Qiang", and the rhythm of the general's order immediately attracted them.

And Jiang Xingchen's first sentence was even more amazing, he actually turned the tone of the song up an octave, and it was not sharp, and the voice was so high-pitched that it seemed to penetrate the ceiling above, and everyone listened heartily.

Next, as the song progressed, Jiang Xingchen's tone became higher and higher, as if the waves were crashing against everyone's eardrums.

And the hundreds of soldiers are also extremely outstanding, with majestic moves, short and powerful movements, neatly aligned, as if they have turned into a person, and the beauty of the power performed by hundreds of people neatly gives people a huge visual impact.

Coupled with their roaring during the interval of Jiang Xingchen's lyrics, together with the singing, they formed an auditory feast.

The audience enjoyed a strong audio-visual experience, but they didn't pay attention, and the whole piece had no accompaniment at all except for the big drums.

And in the encouragement of the interlude, Wanrou, who is like fire, does not beat the two-sided drum this time, but controls the four-sided drum alone at one time.

After a long period of promotion, the audience, who have been somewhat immune to the rhythm of the drums, was mobilized again by the strong rhythm and rhyme, and clapped their hands together to meet the beat......

After the last line was sung, the drumming stopped, and the audience erupted in thunderous applause and cheers, which lasted for a long time.

What the audience felt throughout the performance, in addition to the lyrics urging people to go up, was the hearty four words, as if they were sweating profusely.

And some people who know a lot about music, after discovering that Jiang Xingchen did not use accompaniment, they all sighed: "Caifeng's opponent has finally appeared!" (to be continued......)

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