Chapter 282: Once the suona comes out, who will fight for the front?
At this time, a burst of music sounded like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate...
Gong Yun'ao raised his eyes and saw that the black and white keys of the piano were played with great proficiency in that man's hand.
The jade hands lightened up, and I could see the slender jade fingers playing quickly on the keys. The sound of the piano was sharp and high, but not abrupt, just like countless fierce horses running with strong emotions.
The foreigner sits in front of the piano, his fingers are waving on the piano, from bass to treble, the black and white keys, the smooth music, and the jumping fingers are so graceful and beautiful that it is breathtaking.
"What kind of musical instrument is this that can play such a beautiful tune?" Gong Yun'ao turned his head and looked at Shu Yao.
Shu Yao blinked her beautiful eyes and spoke slowly: "It should be the clavichord, a very elegant musical instrument."
"It was a rectangular box with seventy-two metal strings and rows of keyboards. The keyboards were connected to sharpened bird quill tubes. Once the keyboard was installed, the tips of the bird quill tubes would stir the metal spindles and emit sound.
Beautiful sound, to be precise, this instrument is called 'Qingbalo'"
After being explained like this by Shu Yao, Gong Yun'ao immediately understood the charm of this instrument. He watched it with gusto and couldn't help but praise: "Yao Yao knows so much."
"Sprinkle some water!" Shu Yao blinked and said playfully.
Although Gong Yun'ao didn't understand it, he understood the meaning of her words by combining them.
When I was young, the song "Ambush from Flying Daggers" suddenly started playing...
Looking again, Yunxiang is holding the pipa in one hand, flicking her sleeve with her right hand, just covering half of her face, and her slender jade fingers are playing freely on the strings, and beautiful music jumps out from her fingers.
Immediately, a rapid tone sounded, making people feel a murderous aura coming towards them.
The music becomes faster and faster, and the heartbeat also accelerates. It seems that every string is ready to go, making people nervous and uneasy.
Everyone in the hall was infected by this nervous anger. Everyone was nervous and shocked to feel the majestic momentum and pressure along with the melody.
Everyone was immersed in this auditory feast.
For a time, the two were equally matched and the fight was inextricable.
The tense and lively music left everyone present dumbfounded, but the real finale had just begun.
The sound of piano and pipa are heard, and the sound of the piano is chaotic...
It’s dripping...
Suddenly, a crisp, high-pitched, loud and penetrating sound sounded, which shocked the envoys of various vassal states.
What instrument is this??
So deafening?
The cadence, cracking stones and flowing clouds, and the weeping sound immediately disturbed the other party's piano music.
Shu Yao smiled with satisfaction, the suona finally came in handy.
When the foreigners saw this, they were at a loss for what to do for a moment. Their hands that were suspended in mid-air were neither falling nor falling, and their music was completely drowned out.
The foreign musicians were so shocked that they were sweating on their heads. After a while, they were completely confused and their playing was messy. In the end, they could only resign themselves to their fate and stopped, staring blankly at each other's playing.
Suona is indeed a gangster in the musical instrument world. Once the suona comes out, who can compete with it?
Among all kinds of musical instruments, the suona is the king, either ascending to heaven or worshiping in the hall;
Thousand-year-old pipa, ten-thousand-year-old zither, one erhu for a lifetime, and the whole play ends with the sound of the suona.
When I first heard the suona, I didn’t know what it meant. When I heard it again, I was already a person in a coffin. I was so excited all the way to the Hall of the King of Hell that I no longer loved the world.
In this war without gunpowder, Daqing won a complete victory. The defeated foreigners could only disperse in despair. Although they were unwilling to do so, a loss was a loss.
Gong Yun'ao listened to it heartily, and the envoys of the feudal state also heard Da Qing's thoughts.
Wilson was defeated and felt his face dim. He said darkly: "We lost."
Shu Yao smiled and gave the foreigner a step down, "n, music has no distinction between high and low, and no national boundaries. Music is inherently connected. Different instruments express different emotions, and there is no distinction between high and low."
Turning to look at Gong Yun'ao, he smiled and said, "Third brother, you think so!"
The things left behind by our ancestors for thousands of years are rare treasures.
Gong Yun proudly nodded, and then Shu Yao agreed, "What my beloved concubine said is absolutely true. The musical instruments of the two countries are equally divided. Each has its own strengths and advantages."
The couple's singing in harmony further showed their magnanimity and magnanimity.
Wilson suddenly understood, "His Majesty the Emperor has a broad mind, Great Britain is surrendered, and the wisdom of the Imperial Concubine makes me admire even more."
Wilson gave the imperial concubine their biggest and most respectful gift. According to outsiders, this seemed to be treating the imperial concubine as the queen of a country.
Feng Chen felt secretly happy down there for a while, but compared to Fei Qiyang's disdain and anger, she really couldn't bear to see how proud they were.
Fei Qiyang said to himself, "I didn't get to perform, but I was praised to the sky. What's so proud about that!" Her voice was not loud but enough to be heard clearly.
Shu Yao heard this clearly. Instead of being annoyed, she smiled lightly: "Although I didn't end up in the end, they are all my apprentices. If the apprentice wins, it means the master has taught well. It is said that a famous teacher makes a great disciple."
, since the disciple has come forward, why bother me to come forward?"
She finished speaking with a slight smile, saying a few words in a casual manner without losing her identity. Fei Qiyang's face turned white and blue with anger, and the clenched fists in her sleeves showed her suppressed anger at the moment.
Fei Qiyang was severely humiliated and humiliated, but Gong Yun'ao was very happy, and his love for Shu Yao became even stronger in his heart.
At this time, during the banquet, Kameda Ichiro of Fuso suddenly stood up. He nodded slightly towards Gong Yunao and said in broken Chinese: "Your Majesty, the Great Emperor of the Celestial Dynasty, my lord, Fuso swordsman, Kameda Ichiro is proficient in swordsmanship.
"Dharma, I heard that masters from the Central Plains are emerging one after another. I don't believe it. People in the Central Plains can only drink tea and listen to ditties. They are all weak and work like sick men."
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a thunder on the ground!
Gong Yun'ao didn't say anything, and the ministers below him began to whisper, where does this Fusang country have the confidence to dare to compete with me, Daqing?
When Shu Shihuai heard this, he flicked his sleeves and said with a sullen expression, "Little Fusang's tone is quite serious. If you want to compete, do I, Daqing, have to accompany you? It's a joke."
Kameda Ichiro added: "I am here, hoping to discuss with the masters from the Central Plains to prove that the people from the Central Plains are not useless."
When Fei Jiang heard this, he was filled with righteous indignation. He sternly cursed: "Who are you calling a waste?"
As a military general and a powerful general of Daqing, he cannot stand the provocation of other countries. Moreover, he is still in their territory of Daqing. He speaks so rudely and arrogantly. If he cannot destroy their majesty, then Daqing will
Where is his face?
"Your Majesty, since Fusang intends to compete, I will be willing to accompany you to the end."
Gong Yunao saw that the two of them were at war with each other and might start fighting at any time. He thought for a moment and then said:
"This competition is about making friends through martial arts, and it will stop at the last minute. Firstly, it will confirm the martial arts culture of the two countries, and secondly, it will also enhance the friendship between Fusang and me, Daqing!"
"Your Majesty is wise." The ministers and Fusang envoys stood up one after another, saluted and kowtowed.
Gong Yun'ao couldn't stand the arrogance of the small country of Fusang. The reason why he agreed was that he wanted to explore Fusang's martial arts attainments. Secondly, he also wanted to use this method to suppress their arrogance and domineering arrogance, so that
They completely surrendered to me.
The decree was issued, and everyone came to the school martial arts field one after another...
Gong Yun was sitting proudly on the high platform, next to him was Shu Yao, who was in full dress. Further down, on his left were envoys from various countries, and on his right were a large number of civil and military officials.
And in the audience was the swordsman from Fuso, Kameda Ichiro!
At this time, he held a long sword in his arms and looked at the emperor on the high platform with an unruly expression.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the Great Emperor. I have the spirit and noble spirit of the Fuso Warrior. I won't kill the weak ones. I can just defeat them if they compete!"
Kameda Ichiro's Nakahara dialect was extremely poor, and coupled with his unique Fuso accent, everyone wanted to laugh, but in such a serious occasion, no one dared to laugh.
After all, it was an international event, and even Shu Yao was sitting upright.
On the ring below, Kameda Ichiro walked onto the stage with a long sword in his arms, looking around with an extremely unruly expression.
On the other side of the arena, there was a young forest guard who slowly walked onto the high platform.
In the center of the ring, the middle-aged man in charge of the referee looked at both sides, and then said loudly: "In this match, the Fuso Kingdom warrior Kameda Ichiro will face the Daqing warrior, Qu Ping!"
The young Imperial Guard who came on stage was named Qu Ping, who was a leader among the Imperial Guards. It is said that he had been taught by the late Imperial Guard Commander Ye Guhong and had extremely high martial arts skills.
At this time, facing the challenge from the warriors of the Fuso Kingdom, he volunteered to take the field.
"The contest begins!"
Following the referee's order, both sides walked to the court to greet each other and then returned to their respective areas.
The rules in this arena are very simple, whoever falls to the ground loses, whoever falls off the arena loses, and whoever dies in battle...
lose!
In addition to not using hidden weapons or taking drugs to increase internal strength, both parties can play as much as they want.
"Young man, you are too weak and too young. My opponent, you are not. Go down!"
In the spirit of the duel between warriors of the Fuso Kingdom, Kameda Ichiro bowed to Qu Ping, then held the blade with one hand and the handle with the other.
Just when he opened his mouth to speak, the knife was already half an inch out of its sheath!
"Since ancient times, there have been only generals who died in battle, not generals who escaped. Friends of Fusang, be careful!"
Qu Ping grasped the hilt of the sword tightly, and the moment he ran forward, he pulled out the sword. When he rushed in front of Kameda Ichiro, the scabbard quietly fell to the ground.
In terms of martial arts, there is still a gap between Qu Ping and Yiye Guhong, or even Jifeng. He is far from being able to move in the air at high speed like that person, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.
But his speed was definitely not slow. He was in front of Kameda Ichiro in an instant, and then slashed down with the long sword in his hand.
From Qu Ping taking action to drawing his sword and then slashing out with his sword, it was just a few short breaths. This young Yulinjun's martial arts attainments had already reached the level of a quasi-first-class master.
This sword is fast, accurate and ruthless!
"That's it?"
For a moment, everyone was stunned by Qu Ping's sword. Only Gong Yun'ao and the Fusang Kingdom's envoy were different. The young emperor's face was slightly solemn, while the Fusang Kingdom's envoy had an inexplicable smile in his eyes.
Clang!
Between the electric light and flint, there seemed to be cold light flowing through, and the sound of metal collision came from the air!
That light was dazzling, like the passing of time, like the ice and snow flying in the mountains, cold and lonely, desolate and solemn.
In just an instant, Qu Ping was forcibly pushed back, the sword in his hand was shaken away, and he flew backwards uncontrollably. At the same time, a ferocious crack was spreading on his armor.
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