Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 2: Sword Twelve

"At the end of the life, the hero should not die on the bed; use the rain to sharpen the iron sword, and ride the horse with the long whip to become the king."

The gentleman on the stage buckled the cloud board in his hand, and the hall was full of clear voices.

"Today we will turn to Emperor Qiangwei, which is another chapter of the hero's drunkenness. Listeners, take a break, wait for me to moisten your throat, and later I will try my best to talk about the **** battle at Yangguan. With hundreds of thousands of dead bodies, the overlord will rule the country , Jade Girl farewell," said the gentleman, and then lifted the curtain and went back behind the scenes.

Lu Guichen was dragged by Ji Ye, and stepped into this noisy place, just when the cheers shook the roof and trembled. There were people everywhere, and the air was stuffy and still smelled of sweat. He looked around and opened his mouth wide, feeling like he had stepped into a completely different world.

"Hey, hurry up and find us a seat. We also need a pot of tea and a plate of dried tofu," Hime touched his waist, "and another plate of peas."

"Hey, it's the young military master of the imperial army," the man said with a smile on his face, "there are really no seats in there, and the show is "Roses of the Hundred Battles" for a while, and the famous gentleman is invited, The song was sung with a brilliant voice. The booth was full of people in the first few performances, and our floor was almost squeezed. Today, when it comes to the "Battle of Yangguan", the guests came to listen together. To be honest, we do The guys still want to listen to this show, but they can’t get a seat. Otherwise, the two young military masters will join in the fun on the sidelines and listen, and I will look inside, and once I have a seat, I will come out and lead it immediately.”

Ji Ye glanced around, but could only nod, and pulled Lu Guichen forward. The two children were squeezed between the adults who were standing and listening to the book, and Ji Ye pushed hard to free up a space for Lu Guichen.

"What is this?" Lu Guichen felt extremely fresh, and nervously stuck to Ji Ye's side to watch.

"This is about Romance. If you come to Xiatang and haven't heard of this, it's useless."

"What is Romance?"

"Why don't you understand anything?" Ji Ye complained, "When you talk about romance, you are telling stories about heroes. Those who read can read books. Like me, no matter how you read, you still have only a half-knowledge. Someone has to tell me. .And this is much more interesting than reading a book, there is the sound of the piano, there are people singing, and there are drums behind, but you can't see it."

"Yeah!" Lu Guichen nodded vigorously.

Jimo looked at his excited face: "Actually, these are nothing, I'm bringing you to see a friend. But don't get too close to her, she will be very difficult to deal with when she is crazy."

"Is she coming soon?" Lu Guichen was stunned for a moment, "There are so many people here, can you find us?"

"Sure!" Himeno smiled mysteriously.

The hall burst into applause, and someone whistled sharply. The gentleman who just walked into the back paced back leisurely again, this time he held a long piano and placed it on the table, swept it with his sleeves, and sat behind the table. On the entire stage, there is only a table in one corner, with a pair of cloud boards, a piece of wood and a long piano, and in front of the stage stands a person wearing a mask and a red dress.

"The storyteller is the voice role, and the person in front is the character role," Himeno explained, "Mr. just talks and plays, and the person in front can sing and dance. The mask he is wearing now is a gold-painted forehead. That is the mask of Emperor Rose, only the mask of Emperor Rose on the stage has gold on the forehead."

Mr.'s fingers lightly strummed the strings, and when he tapped the Xingmu, everything around him fell silent.

He cleared his throat: "It's been 20 years since I left my hometown and went to the country, and every night when I come back, I'm white. There was a red chariot in the army, the curtain was lowered, and Princess Rose was driving down..."

Mr. speaks clearly, but his voice turns into a rustling voice when he talks about books. He occasionally plucked the strings and talked eloquently, with no eyes on anyone in the audience. But there seemed to be some kind of magic in that voice, Lu Guichen listened blankly, all he could think about was that era of chaos and chaos, when an army with the banner of fire roses marched into the city of Yangguan, the dust rose, and there was a The woman slowly raised the curtain on the chariot to look out. The drumbeat behind the scenes changed from slow to fast, from light to heavy. When the husband said that the 100,000 troops approached the city of Sunshine, it seemed like dark clouds were overwhelming. His eyebrows were tightened, his fingers flicked and twirled on the strings, and the sound of the drum suddenly stopped, as if the whole army had stopped. Then it rose again, this time overwhelming, like thunder.

"It's a charge!" Lu Guichen said in his heart, he held his breath, as if he could see the leading emperor roaring and raising the sword of Chengying.

Amidst the sound of drums, the gentleman suddenly got up and returned to the backstage. The drum beat stopped again, and the applause rose again like a tide. Lu Guichen stood there, feeling lost.

"Why is it gone?" He eagerly pulled Hime Ye.

"Just halfway through, sir, go back to rest."

Lu Guichen heaved a sigh of relief, and his heart sank slightly: "Jiye, tell me again, I didn't understand everything just now."

"Emperor Qiangwei is the founding emperor of our Yin Dynasty. He is the number one hero in Eastern Lu... Even if he is not the number one, he is also one of the best heroes. The **** battle at Yangguan meant that his favorite Princess Rose was about to die. Princess Rose and him grew up together. He is the best friend, and his greatest wish is to watch him ascend to the Taiqing Pavilion and become the emperor. But at that time, Emperor Qiangwei was still blocked from Yangguan. Seeing that Princess Rose was about to die, the emperor was determined to attack Yangguan regardless of the casualties. In the end, 100,000 people died, and they climbed to the top of Yangguan city with their corpses."

Lu Guichen's eyes widened: "One hundred thousand people died before they climbed to the top of Yangguan City?"

"Yeah."

"The price is really high," Lu Guichen muttered to himself.

"But Princess Rose is about to die. That is his best friend in life. Princess Rose's lifelong dream is to watch him ascend the throne of Taiqing Palace," Ji Ye scratched his head.

"The best friend in my life..." Lu Guichen was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't help hesitating again.

The importance of his lifelong best friend and 100,000 people became blurred for a moment. He looked at the stage decorated with red brocade, lost in thought.

After a short rest, the gentleman came out again, but stopped talking, and straightened the long piano, playing an ancient song by himself. The ancient style was originally a simple and bleak tune, and Master Lu played it from time to time after school, but in the hands of the storyteller, there were some changes. The guests listening to the book suddenly became silent, not even the sound of eating and drinking, just listening to the low sound of the piano, as if a silk thread was gradually pulled out, the higher it became, the thinner it became, and finally it disappeared into the clouds.

As soon as the gentleman touches the strings, the world becomes silent.

"Yesterday's blue silk, the red bones in the grave; Come back, don’t ask to start from the beginning; there is always no way for a hero, and the world has been drinking for a thousand years, so I can’t solve this worry!”

When that distant singing sounded, Lu Guichen was stunned. He had never heard such a clear voice in his life, nor had he thought of such a melancholy that could not be relieved by a thousand years of spirits. But when the voice sang like this, he believed it. Such a lonely and cold voice is like the sound of waves sealed in a conch shell. After a thousand years of washing away the mud seal, it is still spinning lonely, without beginning or end. The singer was a female voice, with a clear and sharp voice, as if clasped with a fine copper reed. But what he played was the emperor holding high the fire and rose flag. He sang such a hanging song in front of the new tomb, and the woman who raised the curtain of the car was no longer there.

He was eager to see the singer, but a whole wall of people blocked him, and some guests sitting in front also stood up.

"Come on," Ji Ye patted Lu Guichen's shoulder, "Stand on my shoulder."

Lu Guichen hesitated for a moment, curiosity finally defeated modesty. Holding Himeno's hand, he jumped up and stood on his shoulder. Ji Ye, who was half squatting, stood up, and Lu Guichen suddenly rose higher than everyone around him, and his vision broadened. The one who sang on the stage was the character in red, and she looked like a tall woman from her figure. Standing on the edge of the stage, she was as light as a bird, with a golden mask on her face, and on the mask was a mighty man with sword eyebrows.

The singing stopped for a while, and the piano sound in the back horn jumped a few times. The character cast a red scarf over his head, not knowing what to do inside.

"Okay!" The applause sounded like a tide, and the roof was about to be toppled over. Someone threw a lot of silver pennies and even gold bahts on it, and the whole stage rolled around. Lu Guichen's face was flushed with excitement, he was also infected by this atmosphere, and loudly followed suit.

Xi Jiao suddenly tore off the red scarf, and the mask underneath has been replaced by a woman's, with a white face and red cheeks, and plum blossom marks between her brows. All voices were silenced for a moment.

"Good! Good!" Lu Guichen didn't expect this sudden change, and was still clapping vigorously.

He stood tallest and had the loudest voice, and all eyes were on him. His two slaps stopped in the air, not knowing what to do. In embarrassment, he saw the character in red turned his head towards him, with two agile eyes behind the mask, accompanied by a low, almost inaudible laugh.

Ji Ye below patted his leg, Lu Guichen hurriedly supported his hand and jumped down. Ji Ye's face was a bit ugly, he lowered his voice and whispered in Lu Guichen's ear: "There is trouble."

"What's the trouble?" Lu Guichen was taken aback.

"That guy with a dead face." Ji Ye opened a gap in the wall of people and pointed to the seats under the stage.

Lu Guichen took a look, and his heart skipped a beat. Surrounding a square table, sat the teenagers from the Eastern Palace, for the sake of seclusion, holding a jug with sullen faces, surrounded by Fang Qizhao and Lei Yunzhengke. You Yin leaned on the chair slantingly, accompanied by young girls on the left and right, but they were dressed in enchanting dresses wrapped in light gauze. Fang Qizhao poured wine and smiled with Youyin, as if today was his host again. Youyin was expressionless, he didn't look at the girl who was drinking with him, nor the people in the stands, his eyes were staring blankly ahead, no one knew what he was looking at.

"Let's go?" Lu Guichen was a little scared, "Look again." Ji Ye also looked a little uneasy.

The beautiful singing voice on the stage rose again, this time Lu Guichen couldn't understand it anymore, it was as erratic as the wind, as if he was walking in the sky. It spread out one by one, like a branch planting scattered flowers and leaves, and then the first petal was torn off by the wind, and it rolled higher and higher, straight up into the clouds. Not in the clouds like flowing water, just drifting forever. The sound of the sound of the horn echoed in the back like dripping water. The reunion in the spring breeze in the past, the ten-mile bonus, and the send-off when the night wind came. After walking a long way, looking back, people are still in the faint moonlight.

For some unknown reason, Lu Guichen felt that the corners of his eyes were a little wet.

The lingering sound of the singing faded away, and after a brief silence, there was applause again. The Mr. Voice Horn looked disdainful, ignored the cheers, lifted the curtain again and went back to the back of the stage, leaving only the horned role to salute. She was standing pretty in the middle of the stage, and someone threw up paper flowers and flowers together, and the sky was full of flowers, Lu Guichen only felt that even the Maharaja in Beilu didn't have such glory. He stared at the character, and somehow felt that the eyes under the mask of the character were looking at them from time to time, so his face turned a little red.

A man who looked like a boss climbed up from the ladder beside the stage, holding a tray full of gold baht, and presented it in front of the character. The character was stunned for a moment, picked up only one, and looked at the audience curiously. The cheers subsided, and people whispered to each other, only Lu Guichen was at a loss as to what happened.

It is very common to give gifts to characters who talk about novels in Nanhuai City, but the gifts vary in severity, usually they are only silver pennies, but they give a lot of gold baht when they make a move, which makes people think about giving gifts Does anyone else have other thoughts. This role is only here to hang out, no one knows her identity, many wealthy households have admired her, but the role never pretends, and always slips away without making a sound, let alone uncovering her mask. Today, these gold baht can almost make a poor family live for ten years. It is not something that ordinary rich people can easily sell. Such a large sum of money, let alone a singing girl, is not enough for a small family’s dowry. For the rest of the time, people were curious to see who this rich man was, whether he could take off the mask of the role, and take this beauty home.

In full view, Fang Qizhao shook his collar, rubbed his chest, and stepped onto the stage proudly.

The crowd erupted in an uproar. No one expected that it was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in the uniform of the imperial army who paid this large sum of money.

"Where does this kid get so much money?" Someone asked beside Lu Guichen.

"Don't underestimate the child. This is said to be Fang's youngest son. His family bought half of Nanhuai City."

"Such a young child also knows how to spend money on girls?"

"Don't think that they are like us. There are groups of beautiful maidservants in their homes. At the age of thirteen or fourteen, there are maidservants to accompany the room..."

"A little gift can help the girl's voiceless voice." Fang Qizhao tried his best to look like an adult, but he could still see that he was embarrassed in front of the character.

The character ignored him, just glanced at him sideways.

The people around laughed, such a voice of Tian Lai, everyone didn't want a rich man to spend money to hide it at home, and everyone would never hear it again. Fang Qizhao felt that his whole body was wrong, he couldn't move forward and retreated, and he was even more ashamed, so he could only grab a handful of gold baht from the tray and stuff it in the hands of the character.

The character is out of the way: "Do you know who I am?"

Fang Qizhao was overjoyed when the girl in his heart asked him a question, and hurriedly nodded: "I know, I know, we met, last time you and..."

"You know who I am and dare to seek death? Get lost!"

Xijiao suddenly did something that Lu Guichen didn't even dare to think about. She raised her leg and kicked Fang Qizhao's chest fiercely, knocking Fang Qizhao off the stage! With a loud bang, Fang Qizhao crashed into the countertop, and the library was in chaos. After that, the role of character even lifted up the nine copper lamps on the stage, and threw them down forcefully, blocking Lei Yunzhengke who was about to rush up. The clear oil from the nine copper lamps splashed out, sprinkled on the tablecloth, and caught fire. The clothes of the two guests who were close were also caught fire. The scene became more and more chaotic, and several copper lamps for lighting were knocked over by the dodging crowd, and the library was half dark in an instant. In the darkness, the burning tablecloth and the clothes of the guests are more vivid.

"It's on fire! It's on fire!" Someone shouted.

The people who were at a loss in the library were in a mess and rushed outside one after another. The guys hurriedly brought water to put out the fire, but they couldn't stop the flow of people. More and more lamps were knocked down, and the surroundings became even darker. Lu Guichen could vaguely see that the young men in the Eastern Palace changed their expressions, and they all drew out their sabers and rushed towards the stage. Fang Qizhao wanted to stop them. But it couldn't be stopped.

"Stay here and don't move!" Ji Ye shouted.

He jumped onto the countertop in front of him, striding from table to table, splashing the drinks and food he had kicked. In the end, he kicked over the last copper lamp and jumped onto the stage with his strength. Before the surroundings were completely plunged into darkness, Lu Guichen saw him kick towards Youyin and forced him back. Everyone was running out at this time, and Lu Guichen wanted to run too, but he remembered Ji Ye's words, he wanted to stay here with his new friend. He was afraid of being swept away by the flow of people, so he hugged a pillar tightly.

There was only the sound of fists and kicks on the stage, and the teenagers in the East Palace seemed to be worried that they would accidentally injure their companions in the dark, so they put away their sabers. From time to time, there was a muffled sound, whether it was a punch or a kick, Lu Guichen pricked up his ears to listen, but it seemed that it was not Ji Ye's voice, so he felt a little more at ease.

"Ugh!"

Lu Guichen was shocked. This time it was Himeno's voice, and it sounded like he had been hit.

"Why are you pinching me?" Ji Ye's resentful voice came from the darkness.

"I told you to break through quickly?" It was the clear and crisp voice of the character.

"Leave me alone!"

Lu Guichen felt the wind blowing above his head, so he looked up.

Many years later, Lu Guichen recalled that moment countless times, for fear of missing any details.

He saw the light, there was only a little fire in the darkness, it was a piece of tinder, held in the palm of the character like a lotus blossom. She held the tinder in one hand and a red brocade in the other. The red brocade is tied to the center of the roof. It was originally a brocade ball hanging in the center of the stage. The role played by grabbing the red brocade and swinging out, just like swinging on a swing, she uncovered her mask at a very high place, and shook her long hair. In Lu Guichen's eyes, that moment was the scene of the sun shining down. Such a long bouquet of gold was splashed, reflecting the light, illuminating people's eyes. Under the sun, the girl was holding a red brocade and dangling in mid-air, dangling.

It was a Yuren, and only a Yuren young girl.

The girl landed beside Lu Guichen. She seemed to be able to see clearly in the dark, and grabbed the boss who was hiding under the table behind Lu Guichen: "Hey, pay my wages." Alright!"

"Hey! Auntie, what's wrong with you? You still want me to pay?" The boss was crying.

"What does it have to do with me?" The girl shook him vigorously, raised eyebrows, "Who asked you to put this kind of garbage in? Not only do I want wages, I also want you to pay me."

"What do you pay for?"

"I'm disgusted when I see this man!"

"People just give money, send money and flowers to the characters, what's wrong? You don't want theirs, but mine!"

"I only want you if I can afford you!"

"I have no money!"

"Stingy, I know you are greedy for money, and it hurts to pay for it! I just want to make you, an old rabbit, hurt!"

She lost her patience, and punched the boss in the middle of the door with a clean punch. The boss rolled his eyes and passed out. The girl touched his waist and became happy: "I found it."

Holding a heavy skin in her hands, she smiled openly.

"Okay, it's all mine," she nodded in satisfaction, "I'll take all the ill-gotten gains!"

"You...you are Ji Ye's friend, right?" Lu Guichen tremblingly touched her arm.

The girl retracted her arms alertly: "What are you doing?"

"Let's... let's save him."

"Ouch," the girl yelled, as if she just remembered that Ji Ye was still on the stage fighting against the Donggong boy who was far more numerous than her.

Lu Guichen tried his best to look into the darkness, but couldn't see clearly the shadows of Ji Ye and the boys. The girl looked left and right, suddenly realized, and grabbed Lu Guichen's sleeve: "Come on, pull this rope with me."

What she handed to Lu Guichen was the red brocade that she swung from the stage.

"What's the use of pulling this?" Lu Guichen forcefully joined her in a daze.

At this time, the boss woke up leisurely. When he saw the children trying to pull the red brocade, he was so frightened that he almost jumped up: "You can't pull that one, you can't pull that one!"

"Hi!" The girl shouted the slogan, and the two of them worked together.

Lu Guichen heard a strange noise, followed by creaking and creaking sounds. He suddenly had an ominous premonition, and turned his head to ask the girl: "What the **** did we do?"

"This rope is tied to the roof of the shed. This shed was built casually. If you pull it hard, it will of course collapse."

"Collapse!?"

"Yes," the girl suddenly yelled into the inside, "Jimo, be careful, the shed is about to collapse!"

"Yu Ran, what are you doing..."

Ji Ye's voice hadn't finished yet, when there was a loud bang, Lu Guichen felt his eyes go dark, as if the sky had fallen.