Ni Qing was confused, walked to the tent, opened it, and saw that several women who had just borrowed the flute were looking inside with curious faces.
Tonight, Li Luo ordered the guards to withdraw from the Chinese army's tent. These women followed Ni Qing to find the Chinese army's tent. However, Ni Qing was in a hurry to deliver the flute and did not notice anyone behind them.
Seeing them hiding aside and whispering, he said angrily: "The general asked you to come in."
"Ah." Several people looked frightened and reluctantly dared to answer.
Ni Qing smiled and said: "Come in quickly, or I will punish you for breaking into the Chinese army's tent."
Several people looked at each other and had no choice but to follow Ni Qing into the Chinese army's tent. Inside the tent were all the military commanders. After the women entered the room, no one dared to look up and stood motionless at the tent door.
Liu Ce laughed when he saw this and said: "Ni Qing, what did you say to scare these girls like this?"
"That's right, how can we get so many tigers in our tent? Just one is enough." Hear Huchajing continue with a bad smile.
"Brother, who do you think is the tiger?"
A clear and slightly angry female voice suddenly sounded in the ears of all the women. They all raised their heads and looked at Princess Mu Chan, who was famous as Mu Tianlang.
Standing in the tent was an extremely heroic and beautiful lady, who was glaring fiercely at a general who looked like a young master from a noble family in the table opposite.
This general seemed bohemian, but he gave the impression that he knew martial arts well. Just by looking at the similarities between their eyebrows, one could tell that this man was Hucha Jing.
There was also a young and handsome general standing in front of Hucha Dongchan, but he was blushing fiercely at this moment.
The only one these women knew was Qi Shaobing, who was staring at Hucha Dongchan with a lustful look on his face, making silly giggles from time to time, and sitting next to him at the table.
At the top, in the middle, is a handsome man playing the flute. On the left is an old man with a long beard, holding a tea cup, smiling as he looks at the flute in the hands of the handsome man. On the right is a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance.
When several women looked over, they looked over with smiles on their faces. Several of them quickly lowered their heads, and then secretly glanced aside. Two generals pointed at the handsome general in the tent, gloating about his misfortune.
expression.
There was also a tall man with a beard who was pouring himself a drink. When he saw them looking over, he smiled slightly.
The last seat looked vaguely familiar, as if I had seen it before in King Huai's tent. He seemed a little drunk and was leaning on the table.
Li Luo looked at the women and said with a smile: "Ni Qing, ask some girls to sit down and bring some fruits to them. Today I am doing some tricks in my class, and I need a few girls to give me some pointers."
Just as a few people were about to refuse, Ni Qing and Ni Bai pulled them to sit next to them.
Ni Qing, Ni Bai and Qian Yi Zhu Zhi also sat down.
Li Luo picked up the reed flute, and the tent suddenly became quiet. Li Luo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I'll try it first. If I can't play it well, I'll have to make do with it."
Suddenly, the light flute sound came out from the reed flute on the lips, filling every place in the big tent, like silver plate and jade beads, jumping between the tables and chairs, gently bypassing the flower-like jade face,
Integrate into the heroic spirit.
It is quiet and peaceful, without half of the confusion and desolation that the reed flute should have.
It is melodious and melodious, just like the sound of the flute playing three times, which makes the plum blossom heart burst with shock.
Under the snow in the desert, the warm spring breeze cannot be concealed, as if everything between heaven and earth is already in full swing, creating a vibrant scene.
The thoughts of calling the winter cicada drifted to the distant hometown of Muzhou, as if I had returned to the season when the grass was long and the eagles were flying in my childhood, walking freely on the grassland of Muzhou, following the horses and following the clouds.
All the generals in the tent were attracted by the sound of Li Luo's flute, whether they were young childhood sweethearts, or the heroic Qianyun who had just joined the army, or the struggle to make ends meet, there was always a small place in his heart that was captured. After flipping it for a while, when I stopped and looked again, I realized that everything had changed.
After the song ended, there was silence in the big tent. Li Luo laughed and said: "It seems that my flute skills are not good, I'm afraid I won't be able to win your respect."
Although these fierce generals did not know many musical instruments, after listening to Li Luo's song just now, something else suddenly appeared in their hearts. They wanted to say it but couldn't say it out. They just connected some scattered thoughts in their memories together, which was a rare feeling in their hearts. It calmed down.
Shen Xiangdong praised the case: "It's amazing! I didn't expect that there is such a way to play the reed flute. This time I opened my eyes. This vigorous and majestic style of herding horses and sheep outside the Great Wall was actually played by General Li out of the Jiangnan Xiaoxiao. The comfort and calmness of flowing water on the bridge came, tusk tusk, I heard it for the first time, it can indeed be regarded as the sound of nature."
Li Luo waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Mr. Shen's ridiculous praise, Li Luo is too ashamed to deserve it."
After speaking, he glanced inside the tent and saw several women who had followed Ni Qing in with surprised faces and looking at him blankly.
Hucha Dongchan also looked at Li Luo with a smile on his face. Chi Li didn't know what he was thinking. He stood in the tent in a daze. Liu Ce also had a sigh on his face. The worst one was Fu Xiu Shu, who was just convenient. I was a little drunk, and my face was filled with tears at this time.
Li Luo coughed slightly and said, "You should be punished by taking a drink for being too pretentious."
After finishing speaking, he drank a glass, put down the glass, and said no more. He picked up the reed flute and the tune changed sharply, which was exactly the meaning of the Phoenix seeking the phoenix. However, the reed flute in Li Luo's hand was not only the one often heard in the Dagan Lefang Music Pavilion. The melody was adapted to the scene in the tent, and some other tunes were added to it. It seemed like the whispers of lovers under the moon, or like the high-pitched phoenix chanting in supplication. It was slightly teasing, but mostly inspiring.
The body-guarding blade in Hucha Dongchan's palm immediately floated up, as if in a dream. Chi Li was still a little embarrassed at first, but after a few moments, he realized that Hucha Dongchan's Qinggong movement was superior to his own, and he was busy. Take a few steps forward and don't dare to stray too far.
Shen Xiangdong, who attacked the case, sang: "When the wax is gone in the south of the Yangtze River, after the early plum blossoms bloom, the new year and the weeping willows will be distributed."
The slender waist has its own style and style, and it is even more so, and the bones are elegant and elegant.
By the side of Yongfengfang, there is no one there all day long. Who can see the golden threads that make the painting clear? When the heart is broken, the green leaves become cloudy, and there is nothing to do, and one is emaciated.
Don't let the east wind chase you and blow away the spring wrinkles between your brows."
As the song came to an end, Hucha Dongchan's body-guarding blade became faster and faster. Chi Li was already reeling from left and right, sweating profusely, which caused everyone to laugh. Among them, Shi Chong and Hucha Jing made the loudest noises. What a pity for Shen Xiangdong’s good words.
Li Luoduo paid attention to Chi Li for a few times. Although his physical skills were not as good as those of the winter cicada, and his agility could not be compared with it, he was still steady, which showed that he had put in a lot of hard work. Although he was in a panic, his steps were not chaotic. First half.
At this time, Hucha Dongchan's military dance was much faster than the one he danced in Wansheng Palace that day. Chi Li was just like His Majesty Li Xuanci, the seventh prince of the day, but Hucha Dongchan was dancing in high spirits and had no worries in his heart. It was getting faster and faster, and everyone in the tent was laughing at Chi Li's clumsiness, forgetting about the body-guarding blade.
Liu Ce was slightly anxious and was about to speak when he turned to look at Shen Xiangdong. Shen Xiangdong nodded slightly, signaling Liu Ce to calm down. Looking at Li Luo's confident look, Liu Ce felt relieved slightly.