Chapter 1807 I, Wuben Jianer of Tang Dynasty, will be proud to sing this song
A certain Li Jing, who spent his whole life as a soldier, conquered Lingnan, conquered the Turks, and conquered Tuyuhun. He was invincible in all battles and invincible in all attacks. Who in the world can rival him?
However, he was in danger of falling into the hands of villains, so he had to hide his weakness, claiming to be ill and closing the door to keep himself safe.
But the world is not at peace. There is Tubo in the west, Xueyantuo is ambitious in the north, and Goguryeo is in the east. There are always provocations on the side.
The Tang Dynasty is still peaceful. As a general, I dare to rest for a while, but...
Unwilling and angry, the moment the singing stopped, Li Jing shouted sharply. "Strike!"
As soon as the old but powerful voice came out, accompanied by the sound of drums, more than ten Tang Dynasty warriors exhaled and sang loudly, repeated it again, and sang loudly.
First, they, a dozen of the most important military officials of the Tang Dynasty, played the drums and sang loudly, and then the younger generations sang together.
Along with the simple but bright, passionate and inspiring lyrics, there are also the exciting drum beats and rhythms.
All the generals in the palace clapped their hands and sang loudly, and even the civil servants also responded softly.
At this moment, outside the palace, a group of soldiers holding halberds couldn't help but stamp the ground with the tails of their spears. They hummed at first, and then gradually began to sing.
Li Shimin looked at Li Jing, whose beard and hair were flying, and burst into tears, but he was still unwilling to give up. He kept beating the drum and singing loudly.
Behind him, there are familiar faces, but gradually no longer young, scenes of the glorious years of leaping horses and spears, and fighting on the battlefield.
At this moment, it was like going back in time. Li Shimin had already hit the case with his palm and sang with emotion, as if this was not enough to vent and express his feelings.
Li Mingda's charming and intelligent eyes sometimes looked at his biological father, whose face was flushed with excitement, unable to control himself, and singing generously.
Occasionally, I saw my grandfather sitting at the side, with tears in his eyes and a face full of sighs and emotions.
She stretched out her delicate white hands, holding her biological father in one hand and her grandfather in the other, and sang this song with a clear and melodious voice.
Those simple yet heart-warming lyrics, every word seems so powerful.
It's like nails one after another, and it's like a drumstick hitting the drum head hard.
One by one, your heartbeat will speed up, infect you, and make you passionate.
Unknowingly, what was supposed to be a joyful and peaceful Mid-Autumn Festival banquet inside and outside the Zhenguan Hall was now overwhelmed by the majestic and heroic singing.
The surging emotions and songs were like a torrent, like a tsunami roaring from the mountains. One wave was higher than the other, roaring over Luoyang, the eastern capital of the Tang Dynasty.
The singing made people who had experienced the difficult and dangerous years of the founding of the Tang Dynasty seem to have found the glory of the past and the perseverance and courage that had been left behind.
At this moment, everyone, regardless of their martial arts, high or low status, is singing an inspiring song.
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Finally, the drumming suddenly stopped, leaving only a faint aftertaste of the music, but everyone seemed to be still immersed in the singing, unwilling to wake up for a long time.
Until this time, Li Shiju smiled at his daughter, carefully let go of his hand, and then strode forward.
His big hand slapped Li Jing's armor heavily, his expression was complicated, his eyes were touched and he spoke in a low voice with a little guilt.
"You are as majestic as ever, I know..."
"What is the name of the song you are singing?"
Cheng Yaojin, who also sang passionately, quickly came out of the crowd, bowed to His Majesty and spoke loudly.
"Your Majesty, this song is called "Men Should Be Strong"."
"It's my family, Saburo, who composed the lyrics and music for "The General's Order"."
"A good man should strengthen himself." Li Shimin couldn't help but nodded happily. A good man should strengthen himself. Otherwise, how can he be a man?
"This song "A Man Should Strengthen Himself" is so impassioned that it stirs my heart. I think all of you will also feel the same way about me."
""The General's Order" is a new piece of music composed by me during the Tang Dynasty, and it perfectly complements "A Man Should Be Strong"."
"Li Qing..."
"I'm here." Li Ji, who also sang with his face flushed, quickly strode out and saluted, his armor shining.
"This song can be used to teach all the armies. I believe that I, the great warrior Wu Ben of the Tang Dynasty, will be proud to sing this song."
"Your Majesty, your Majesty!" All the important military officials of the Tang Dynasty saluted the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty who was also very excited.
A group of military-honored ministers wearing helmets and armors exited the Zhenguan Hall one after another and went to change their clothes.
Yi Qian squatted in the back, and the soundtrack and accompaniment singers, who didn't even show their faces, also disappeared. It didn't take a long time.
Then the music was played, and under the command of the dance, the melodious music began again, but at this moment, everyone's attention was no longer focused on those pretty young ladies.
Everyone is talking about this song, which uses "General's Order" as the background music and sings the Tang Dynasty's "Men Should Be Strong".
Although those present were very disdainful of the character of the Cheng family, they could not make a negative comment about this song.
After all, you have to consider that first of all, the music came from the royal family, that is, it was produced by the Taiyue Department under the instruction of His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
It can be said that the copyright of the soundtrack is in the hands of His Majesty, and although the lyrics seem simple and unpretentious, they are so strong and passionate that people really can't fault it.
Of course, it is not impossible to forcefully pick at the bones. After all, there are many experienced people who can pick out the bones from an egg for you.
But for this song, the most I can say is that it is too simple and straightforward, and there is really nothing else to choose from.
"Such an impassioned voice is really the voice of the warriors of our generation." Several important military ministers who were not shareholders of the Hantang Commercial Bank of the Tang Dynasty couldn't help sighing with emotion.
His Majesty struck while the iron was hot and ordered the soldiers of the Sixteenth Guards to learn this song. As for them, they couldn't wait to raise their hands and feet to agree.
After all, this kind of music is more suitable for soldiers to sing in unison than those melodious sounds. It can boost the morale of soldiers and unite the morale of the army.
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After this song, all the civil servants who were originally prepared to be involved in internal affairs have now given up their efforts.
I rolled my eyes helplessly, thinking that after this song was sung, it had become the focus of everyone's talk.
If their talents were to be used now, it would be difficult to attract the attention of the kings and ministers in the palace. It would be better to keep them, maybe they would be able to shine at next year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.
After Li Shimin sat down, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Then he wiped his mouth and asked in a low voice to his father Li Yuan beside him.
"Father, what do you think of this song?"
Li Yuan didn't know how to describe it at this moment, and it took him a long time to say.
"Singing generously and moving forward passionately, this song is most suitable for the great athletes of Wu Ben of the Tang Dynasty."
At this moment, Li Mingda filled his father's empty glass with fine wine in an obedient and ladylike manner, and the smile on his face became more and more glorious.
As expected of Brother Cheng San, he is so amazing, able to write such affectionate songs, and also able to compose such majestic sounds.
I really don’t know what else Brother Cheng San can’t do besides giving birth.