Chapter 147: The humble dare not forget the country
As soon as Ji Mo finished speaking.
Suddenly everyone around looked at him as an idiot.
The backstage of Tianxiang Pavilion is Marshal Yue Longgang. Not only is he in charge of the military power of the Qin Dynasty, but he is also a spiritual emperor. Who dares to touch such a figure?
Even His Majesty the Qin Dynasty today would not necessarily dare to eat the Overlord’s meal here.
now.
A country man was so shameless that he threatened to eat the King's meal. Could it be that he had lost his mind and deliberately sought death?
Li Qiufeng's expression changed drastically, and he quickly reached out to cover Ji Mo's mouth.
If you open your mouth like this, you might actually get killed.
Yue Long has just become so reckless that he won't even give His Majesty the face. Even if he moves out, he may not be able to keep his discipline and integrity.
Ji Mo suddenly smelled a delicate fragrance. The hands of this brother Qiu Feng were so milky and milky that he couldn't help but feel excited.
The red eyes on the side are about to fall out.
My young lady has never had physical contact with a man, and even Prince Ying Tianci has not been able to touch the hem of his clothes.
But now, the lady actually covered a man's mouth with her hand.
If the prince knew about such an intimate act, something big would happen!
She hurriedly pulled Li Qiufeng away, hoping that this matter would not be exposed.
"You want to eat the King's meal, do you really want to die?"
Man Yin was stunned. Could it be that the other party had a brain problem and was he really not afraid of death?
Ji Mo said calmly: "No, I just plan to eat the King's meal based on my ability. Don't you have regulations in Tianxiang Pavilion? You don't have to use money to pay the bill, you can also use talent."
Since the establishment of Tianxiang Pavilion, there have been unwritten rules. Literary men and scholars, etc., do not have to spend money on consumption.
As soon as he said this, there was silence all around.
Then, there was a burst of laughter.
"You are the only one who still has talent. Just take a piss and look at yourself. Do you really think you are a great scholar?"
"For a guy like you to try to use your talents to pay bills, you simply don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."
"Even the top ten talents of the younger generation would not dare to utter such arrogance. There are only a few people who can get free of charge at Tianxiang Pavilion. Master Li Xiao, a leading figure in the music world, Wen Zhong, a great figure in the literary world, are all famous
A giant in the world."
These people completely treated Ji Mo as a clown.
Does a young country man actually want to be treated equally with these giants?
"Mr. Ji, please, can you not be embarrassed?"
Hongxing persuaded in a low voice, and even she couldn't stand it anymore.
"I will give you a chance to display music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs as you wish. As long as you can convince the public, not only will you be free of charge for life, but the little girl is also willing to apologize to you."
In order not to get a reputation as a bully, Manyin generously gave Ji Mo a chance.
Li Qiufeng knew that Ji Mo was quite talented and had a profound knowledge of poetry. If he wrote poetry, he might not have the chance to shock everyone.
Her tense heart suddenly relaxed, but what Ji Mo said next shocked her.
"Then I'll just sing a song."
Ji Mo said nonchalantly.
Sing a song?
Suddenly, there was another round of laughter.
As we all know, only women can sing. This is an innate advantage that cannot be matched by men. Man Yin is well versed in this skill and is the leader among them.
Now, this guy actually wants to show off his singing voice in front of Man Yin. Isn't it obvious that he is showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong and is bringing humiliation to himself?
Li Qiufeng didn't understand why Ji Mo didn't choose to write poetry, but chose to sing. Isn't this using his own shortcomings to attack the other's strengths?
"Although I'm tone-deaf in singing, I'm still so-so."
Ji Mo saw Li Qiufeng's worried eyes and explained.
It's okay not to explain, but this forced explanation is even more worrying.
You yourself know that you are tone-deaf and careless, so why are you showing off your humiliation?
"Sir, if we meet someone unkind, we will be embarrassed together." Hongxing's face was full of bitterness.
If you, Ji Mo, want to embarrass yourself, just embarrass yourself, don't involve us.
"I believe in him."
Li Qiufeng spoke. Although he didn't know why, he just felt that Ji Mo was not a sensationalist.
"Singing music? I suggest you try another one. Can you compare to my "Sigh of Beauty"?" Man Yin kindly reminded.
Her "Sigh of the Beauty" was composed by Master Li Xiao, so it was not something someone like Ji Mo could challenge. If it were a music competition, the other party would have no chance of winning.
"No, can I borrow your guzheng for a while?" Ji Mo said calmly.
Without waiting for Man Yin to agree, he walked directly behind the bead curtain and sat down in front of the stage where the guzheng was placed.
Manyin originally wanted to refuse, not because she was stingy, but because she would never let outsiders touch her beloved guzheng.
But before he even spoke, he swallowed it back.
Because Ji Mo has already started to pluck the strings.
Experts will know if it is there as soon as they hear it.
The sound together makes the soul tremble, and a single note makes Man Yin's color change.
When the prelude sounded, the scene fell into silence, and everyone on the scene was instantly immersed in the artistic conception of the tune.
"As soon as the play breaks, the sleeves rise and fall, the joys and sorrows are sung, it has nothing to do with me. The fans open and close, the gongs and drums sound and then fall silent, the person in the play is in love with the outsider, who can say..."
Ji Mo opened his mouth and sang the song "Chi Ling".
Suddenly, a sad and beautiful scene appeared in front of everyone, with endless sadness and melancholy on their faces, and some even couldn't stop crying.
Not long after, Ji Mo finished singing.
But people have not come out of the sadness of the song for a long time.
After a long time, everyone finally reacted.
"I heard that the enemy has recently invaded and war has broken out on the border, but we still have the nerve to drink and have fun here."
"I am really not a human being. I spend my days living in a state of dissipation and idleness, wasting my years. The country needs me, the people need me, and I, as a man, will protect my family and the country."
"I'm going to join the army right now."
Many young men beat their chests and slapped their mouths violently.
One song fell.
The feeling of concern for the country and the people spread, and a raging fire burst out in the hearts of everyone on the scene, and they wanted to join the army immediately to protect their families and the country.
Even the maids looked excited, wishing they were not men.
Hongxing covered her open mouth and was completely speechless.
Before, she said that if you are good at it, you will get better, but she never thought that Ji Mo was really good at it, very good at it.
What's even more frightening is that Ji Mo's apparently perfunctory playing and singing had such an effect that everyone on the stage fell into a mood of concern for the country and the people.
If he played and sang with all his strength, wouldn't it mean that everyone would be trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves?
Manyin's head was completely occupied by the lyrics, and she was extremely excited. The phrase "Don't laugh at the romantic drama" made her full of emotions and touched her deeply.
"In my humble position, I dare not forget about my country, even if no one knows me!"
Li Qiufeng murmured this sentence and looked at Ji Mo's eyes, with bright stars blooming in his eyes.
The song expresses emotions. Although Mr. Ji was born in poverty, he still cared about the country and the people. This kind of mind is as magnificent as the mountains and rivers.
The young masters she usually sees are all people who are greedy for pleasure and do nothing, and they are not as good as Ji Mowan.
At this moment, she stared at Ji Mo blankly, her heart in confusion.