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Chapter 1188

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"The smoke signal rises …"

Following Zhang Feng's resounding singing voice.

In the next moment, the musicians of Swallow Descent Tower began to play according to the tune Zhang Feng had given them.

At the beginning, a low bugle horn sounded, as if it was the bugle horn that signaled the charge. Following that, a series of heavy drumbeats sounded. At this time, Zhang Feng's flute and Jingshu's guzheng suddenly sounded. The drumbeats were like the thunderous sound of horse hooves, and the crisp sounds of the guzheng and the jade flute mixed together, making everyone feel as if thousands of troops and horses were facing off against each other.

When the flute sounds stopped, Zhang Feng waved his hand, and the flute player among the shocked musicians hurriedly played according to the beat.

And Zhang Feng directly let out his throat, as if he was roaring, and singing loudly.

"The dragon banner rolls, the dragon banner rolls, the horse neighs, the sword aura is like frost, the heart is like the Yellow River, who can stand against twenty years of unhindered rule!"

Silence.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

At this time, Li Shimin and the others had already stood up in shock, staring at Zhang Feng with dumbfounded eyes. .

And Li Chengqian and the others who were dancing behind him.

Li Chengqian and the others were also immersed in the music, and were incomparably excited. In a situation where there was no music accompaniment, they always felt so awkward that they wanted to die. But now?

With Zhang Feng's singing, and the sound of instruments that they had never heard of before, their blood actually began to burn!

They were all young people, who had not dreamed of a blood-stained sand city?

But now?

They could actually feel such a scene from a song, how could this not move them?

At this time, Li Shimin and the others did not need to be said.

After all, they were people who had personally experienced that era. Although they were in high places, they could still feel the heroism of the blood-stained battlefield in their dreams in the middle of the night.

This was actually seen in a song, in a dance?

This was undoubtedly not the most shocking part.

At this moment, everyone was still staring intently at the movements of Zhang Feng, Li Chengqian, and the others, afraid that they would miss even the slightest detail. As for Niu Jinda, Cheng Yaojin, and the others, they had long since clenched their fists so tightly that cracking sounds could be heard. It was as if what was before their eyes was no longer music or dance, but a real battlefield. On the battlefield, their sons, their brothers who had once died, were still waving their butcher's knives as they charged into the enemy camp again and again.

He shouted angrily, and blood and smoke danced in the air …

At this moment, in the Zhang Mansion.

Everyone looked at the dance in the field, and no one dared to look down on it. ,

How is this a f * cking dance?

This was something that had truly happened to them!

After all, the guards and servants in Zhang Mansion were all veterans who had retired from the army. The loud, low, sometimes excited, sometimes hoarse, sometimes tragic music and singing had already made their eyes water.

Brother.

Prince Zhang hasn't forgotten about you!

His Majesty has not forgotten us!

You can all rest in peace!

"Okay!"

Cheng Yaojin was the first to lose his composure, and his furious bellow made Jingshu pale. Zhang Feng was so frightened that he almost raised his brick and smashed it at Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin also realized that something was wrong, and he awkwardly scratched his head and chuckled. "Sorry, sorry, this one couldn't hold back."

The most miserable of all was Hou Junji.

Cheng Yaojin was sitting next to him, and just now, in his excitement, Cheng Yaojin had slapped the tea on the table, splashing it all over Hou Junji's face.

But Hou Junji was completely oblivious to this. He was simply staring in stupefaction at Li Chengqian and the others, who were getting more and more excited.

Today, Du Ruhui's health was very poor.

He was sick.

His sickly face was already flushed red.

Finally, a hint of color had returned to his ghastly pale face.

As for Wei Zheng, he was an honest person, but at this moment, he was also a little excited. He clenched his fists tightly and looked at the dance. As Cheng Yaojin's voice fell, the second sound rang out. … …

He originally didn't want to be so agitated.

After all, he was a cultured man …

But he truly couldn't hold back. Moreover, his son, Wei Shuyu, was among the dancers. As Lao Tzu's son, it would be strange if he could hold back.

Although Zhangsun Wuji's eyes were also fixed on the dance, he didn't let his thoughts wander.

That brat Zhang Feng was a talent. Ever since Yuchi Yu 'er left, anyone with a discerning eye could see that this fellow had taken her virginity, but he still hadn't gotten married. If Yuchi Yu' er got pregnant, even if she became Zhang Feng's concubine in the future, her status would still rise because of her son …

There seemed to be a few distant relatives in the family, and a few women in the family …

Zhangsun Wuji couldn't help but secretly compare Yuchi Yu 'er, Zhang Yuyao, and that Jingshu in his heart.

The song soon ended. … …

Li Chengqian and the others were already so tired that they were panting, but there wasn't a single drop of hot blood left in their hearts. Although their chests were heaving up and down, their gazes were still fixed on Li Shimin and the others.

However, Li Shimin and the others were strangely quiet.

Li Chengqian was a little disappointed that he didn't receive his father's and the Retired Emperor's approval, but he didn't mind. After all, it was such an awe-inspiring feast. Even if he was in the middle of it, he still found it hard to calm down, let alone his father.

Zhang Feng glanced at everyone and said with his hands behind his back, "Li Gan, what did I teach you before? Tomorrow is the official debut, but there are a few moves that are still a little rusty and can't be relaxed. This won't do! "

"…"

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