Yue Fei and the killer were hit by arrows one after another and fell down one after another.
Genyue Jiangxiao Tower and Yanle Playground have begun.
The twelve-person orchestra brought back by Zhao Kai played magnificent sounds of nature. There were four qins alone, namely Xi, Gu, Ji and seven-stringed qin.
Blame Shanyu.
The jade bell is majestic, the jade rock is mysterious, the big xun is thick, the small flute is clever...
Under the musicians' exquisite playing skills, a picture of a love that is deeply felt and cannot be obtained slowly unfolds.
Everyone was intoxicated by the beautiful melody and spoke highly of this "Xianyuan Song".
"As expected of the music studio brought back by King Yun, this skill is simply impeccable."
"With Pearl and Jade in front of you, how can King Ding win?"
"Although King Ding is brave, his attainments in music and music are obviously different from that of King Yun. He actually let King Yun play it first. With such a touching masterpiece in front of him, even if King Ding's music is played, it will be better among the brothers.
, also fell behind."
"What a mandarin duck song. Since the Xiaoyuan Poetry Club has been organized, this song can at least be ranked among the top three songs!"
"How can King Ding win?"
The six ministers, the situation changed due to the martial arts arena, and they believed that they could evaluate the Yanle battle objectively and impartially.
The music studio that King Yun brought back was obviously a well-known musician, so he was well prepared.
On the other hand, Zhao Huan has never heard of Zhao Huan planning to build a music studio since he organized the Xiaoyuan Poetry Club. If he was trying to sharpen his skills before the battle, it would be extremely difficult to defeat King Yun's music studio.
In the lobby downstairs, everyone was also immersed in the natural sounds of Yuanyuan music.
They are originally Huaichun girls, savoring the deep affection revealed in the music, they can't help but yearn for it.
"Wow, I have never heard such beautiful music in my life. This Yuanyuan song will definitely become a popular fairy song in Beijing."
"Although King Yun lost in the martial arts arena, he is still the number one scholar in the royal family, and his attainments in musical literature are still the best among the royal family of the Song Dynasty."
"That's right. I think King Yun must have thought about it for a long time before he composed this mandarin duck song. Then he performed it at the Famous Teacher Band, and it is regarded as a masterpiece."
"King Ding shouldn't let King Yun play first. How can he outshine his sharpness if the pearls and jade are in front?"
"Who says it's not the case? Alas, King Ding made a mistake this time."
Hearing the discussion of the daughter of the official residence, Zhu Lian was also a little worried.
King Yun was the best in the six arts. When he was young, he participated in the Xiaoyuan Poetry Festival and performed with the palace musicians, which can be said to be a rich cultural heritage.
Even Zhu Lian was moved by this Yuan Yuan song. Regardless of his political views, based on this song, King Yun was indeed the leading talent of the Song Dynasty royal family.
As for Zhao Huan...
Strategy, bravery, and even poetry and literature are all well-known in the capital, but only in music, Zhao Huan has never been heard to study it.
Even in daily life, it is rare to see Zhao Huan enjoying music.
Now facing King Yun's superior work, how to win?
but……
Even if they lose, it doesn't matter. After all, Zhao Huan has taken the lead in winning a city. Losing Yanlechang is just one to one. The two kings are back on the same starting line.
At that time, the poetry level in the third game will be the key to the victory or defeat of the two kings.
Zheng Qingyun was immersed in beautiful music. When her family was prosperous, she often listened to music, and occasionally played by herself and strummed the strings.
But compared with the twelve-member orchestra that King Yun brought back, the musicians he had come into contact with in the past were nothing more than a grass-roots group.
A mandarin duck song, so emotional and majestic, it simply refreshed Zheng Qingyun's understanding of music.
The more stunning she was, the more worried she was about Zhao Huan's situation.
Compared with Zhu Lian, who was calm and calm about changes, Zheng Qingyun was very petty and narrow-minded, and did not want to let Zhao Huan's life have any flaws.
Even if the hope is slim, she still hopes that Zhao Huan can win.
"Sister, what is your master's musical attainments?"
Zhu Lian sighed quietly: "As the eldest son of the emperor, I naturally know a lot about it, but I can only taste it lightly and not appreciate it carefully."
To put it bluntly, Zhao Huan only had a basic knowledge and could hum a few words, but it would be a bit difficult for Zhao Huan if he really put on a show and wrote scores and composed music.
Upon hearing this, Zheng Qingyun was immediately disappointed and said worriedly: "Then we can only place our hopes on the third game."
"It's so hard to get the upper hand, and then lose it again right away. It's so frustrating."
At the end of the song, under the leadership of King Yun, the twelve musicians stood up and saluted Jiangxiao Tower, immediately winning applause from the whole hall.
Zhao Ji was most delighted.
The previous martial arts battlefield was tantamount to paving the way for him. The change of national policy, although Zhao Huan's rebellious son was still disliked by others, but it was done in a wrong way and suited Zhao Ji's wishes.
And this Yan Le was purely in Zhao Ji's favour.
The only flaw is that it lacks the graceful figure of the dancing girl.
"I have worked hard for half my life, but don't I just like women? That bastard insists on letting me play with pure elegance. It's so boring!"
"Beauty and wonderful music are a perfect match."
"Don't I even have the right to enjoy this?"
Although Zhao Ji cursed secretly in his heart, he still smiled on his face. After all, King Yun's mandarin duck song finally added a sense of elegance to the Xiaoyuan Poetry Club.
Tong Guan, who had been standing nearby, depressed and unhappy, finally got his chance.
In the previous martial arts arena, Zhao Huan had the upper hand. He felt extremely unbalanced, but he was helpless. Who made the current direction of the court blow towards the "main battle"?
At this time, brave warriors can naturally win favor.
The second pass, Yanle, is the best chance to step on Zhao Huan, and it is also the only chance.
After all, the bet is a win-win-win situation. If Zhao Kai loses another city, the bet will be over.
But Tong Guan was not worried. After all, in terms of music, even Zhao Huan could not keep up with King Yun.
"Haha, you are worthy of being King Yun. This musical attainment is simply the pinnacle of excellence."
"I just don't know what happened to King Ding..."
"The pearls and jade come first, but don't let the beginning end in an anticlimax."
This is what everyone present is worried about. This Yuan Yuan song is extremely stunning. If Zhao Huan composes a vulgar tune and disfigures the scenery, His Majesty will definitely be disgusted and even angry.
Xiaoyuan Poetry Club finally managed to create something elegant, but Zhao Huan didn't want a mouse dropping to spoil the whole pot of soup.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Huan came into view holding a pipa and leading a singer.
"Just two people?"
Tong Guan couldn't hide the smile on his face: "King Yun's Yuan Yuan song is so grand. Prince Ding, with just two people, is like challenging a twelve-person orchestra. Isn't it a bit naive?"
Zhao Ji also frowned slightly. All palace music was played with great momentum to show the imperial power.
Zhao Huan is holding Pa Pa and taking the singer with him. Is he going to play folk tunes?
This is Genyue, not a brothel. Playing music depends on the occasion.