When I went to the study, Yan Mu was playing the piano, but it was out of tune and it was harsh and unpleasant to the ears.

"Your Highness, you don't claim to be good at playing chess, calligraphy, and painting. How can you play this lyre like a bellows? Why don't you stop talking about it? Our ears can't stand it." Hongxuan shouted, but Yan Mu didn't know

He didn't hear it but he was still playing, looking very serious.

Hongxuan looked bitterly at Shangguan Xu, who was sitting next to him and was also suffering from torture, "Master Shangguan, has His Highness really promised Lord Meng?"

Shangguan Xu shook his head, "I don't know."

"Meng Guiren said that compared to dancing in Zhaiyue Tower, it seems that dancing in the court in front of all the civil and military officials is more interesting. Ha, that is the court, a solemn and solemn place where civil and military officials discuss national affairs, but she

She wants to dance there, and her Highness is required to accompany her." Hongxuan was so angry that he blew his beard, "What she is doing is not dancing, she is slapping the royal family in the face, slapping the faces of all civil and military officials, and slapping Da Rong in the face!"

There was a thud, and both Hongxuan and Shangguan Xu were startled. Then they saw that Yan Mu was still playing, and then came the kicking, which made people's hearts feel uncomfortable.

"No, Your Highness, the sound of the piano is life-threatening. I have to go outside to calm down."

Hongxuan stood up as he spoke, and Shangguan Xu couldn't bear it any longer and followed suit. As soon as the two of them fled to the door, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. The world suddenly became quiet, and the two of them breathed a long sigh of relief.

"How is my piano skill?" Yan Mu asked, raising his eyes.

"It sounds ugly!"

"No art to talk about!"

Hongxuan and Shangguan Xu each said one sentence.

Yan Mu sneered, "She wants me to play the song in red."

"Red Clothes Song?" Hongxuan was afraid that he had heard it wrong. "The last emperor in the previous dynasty was addicted to wine and debauchery. He once summoned all the oirans from the Qin Tower and Chu Pavilion into the palace to perform dances for him. The musicians specially composed this Red Clothes Song for this purpose.

.The day when the palace was peaceful with singing and dancing, it was also the time when the righteous master broke through the palace gate. With this overwhelming sound, the previous dynasty was destroyed."

Shangguan Xu closed his eyes and said, "Therefore, the Hongyi song is also called the song of mourning for the country. Although some flower houses will use this song, it can never be used in elegant halls, let alone the court."

"And if your highness gives her accompaniment, the ministers might throw rotten leaves and rotten eggs at you," Hongxuan said.

Yan Mu glared at Hongxuan, then threw the piano on the table and leaned back on the chair, "When the noble Meng just said these words, I really wanted to slap her."

"Then why don't you smoke?"

"I will not hit women."

Shangguan Xu smiled, "If we beat her, the ministers outside Chengtian Palace will really starve to death."

"Our civil servants in Da Rong are not only sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued, but also very dignified, but they just don't have the strength to restrain a chicken," Yan Mu said.

"We can only talk on paper." Hongxuan concluded.

Then, the three of them fell silent. They had nothing to say or anything to do.

In the afternoon, the weather was extremely hot, and eunuchs came from time to time to report that a certain minister had fainted. Yan Mu thought that it would be okay if he fainted, at least his life was saved, but those stubborn ones fainted and were sent home.

, and when I woke up, it came again, one after another.

In the afternoon, dark clouds suddenly shrouded, strong winds came up, and soon it started pouring rain. Yan Mu, Shangguan Xu, and Hong Xuan rushed to Chengtian Palace holding umbrellas, but the umbrellas were blown away halfway, and the three of them could only

Run over in the rain.

When he arrived at the gate of Chengtian Palace, through the violent wind and rain, he saw the civil servants still kneeling there, despite the wind and rain, he put his hands on the ground and gritted his teeth to hold on.

"Your Highness, we usually work independently, but when the country is in crisis, we can still work together." Hongxuan said loudly.

"We in Darong have this kind of spirit!" Shangguan Xu shouted.

Yan Mu took a deep breath, "Damn it, isn't she just playing the piano!"

Isn’t it just to be a happy person? He is!

Isn't it just playing the song "Red Clothes"? He played it!

Isn’t it just that he will be infamous for thousands of years? He admits it!

Three days later, there was a court meeting today. The emperor dragged his sick body to the court, and ordered all civil and military officials not to be absent. Even Prince Suping, who was banned from the palace in the name of protection, went to court.

In the court hall, the emperor's complexion was indeed not very good, especially under his eyes, which were green. He sat on the dragon chair and took a breath from time to time, but he was in a very good mood and looked very interested.

The officials stood on both sides, shaking their heads and sighing, feeling really unhappy.

As the piano played, a song of national subjugation resounded through the court. It was originally a sentimental tune, but it sent chills down the spines of everyone present. Accompanied by the sound of the piano, Menggui danced gracefully in gauze, leaping and turning, dancing with light steps, and wearing clothes.

With flying.

The prince was playing the piano, the nobles in the palace were dancing, and the emperor was the one who really listened and watched. This made the ministers below have a voice at the same time: Da Rong is going to die.

All the ministers lowered their heads, as if they had lost confidence in this country.

After the song ended, Meng Guiren stood in the court hall and looked at the ministers below with a smile.

"How well can I dance?"

No one answered. Meng Guiren became unhappy and threw himself into the emperor's arms. At the same time, he also sat on the side of the dragon chair. The emperor did not stop him, but instead scolded the ministers below with an angry look on his face.

"Your Majesty asks, are all of you deaf?"

The ministers still lowered their heads, and no one came forward to reply, either because they didn't dare or because they were silently resisting.

"you……"

"Your Majesty, I am happy today, why don't you play a song again?" Yan Mu said, sitting cross-legged on one side.

The emperor glanced sideways at Yan Mu, and then asked Meng Guiren if he wanted to hear it.

"The prince's piano skills are superb, so I naturally want to listen."

The emperor then nodded to Yan Mu and said, "You go ahead and play."

After Yan Mu responded, he placed his hands flat on the strings, took a deep breath, and started playing again. Different from the lingering sadness of the previous song, this one came like waves, like thousands of troops rolling in, and the piano

The sound is exciting. When it is high, it is like the silence of thousands of horses. When it is low, it is like the roar of thunder. Sometimes it is high and sometimes it is low, stirring people's hearts.

The ministers raised their heads one by one, their dejection wiped away, and their fighting spirit returned to their chests.

There is still hope for Dayong, Dayong will not perish!

This is the formation-breaking song. Just like this song, the Great Ronghui will eventually break through the formation!

Under the passionate music, the lady Meng indeed yawned repeatedly and begged the emperor to take her back to rest. The emperor actually had a headache after hearing this, with a look of impatience on his face.

"Okay, stop playing!"

The emperor shouted, but the high-pitched music of the piano drowned out his words, and Yan Mu did not hear them. He frowned, and simply pulled Meng Guiren and walked directly downstairs.

When the song ended, Yan Mu threw the piano aside.

"My dear ministers, the current situation is very unfavorable to us in Dayong, but as long as we work together, we will be able to overcome this crisis. We will have a battle with the Southern Jin Dynasty, and this battle will definitely be won. I hope you will have confidence.

, and we must try our best.”

After leaving the court, Yan Mu took several ministers back to the study room. They had to prepare for war in response to the repeated provocations of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Just as he reached the door of the upper study room, Shangguan Xu hurriedly came over and said, "Your Highness, the emperor has granted you the title of Queen of Meng."

"What?"
Chapter completed!