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Chapter 147: I dare not forget to worry about the country when I am humble

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    Jimo's words fell.

    Immediately, everyone around looked at the idiot.

    The backstage of Tianxiang Pavilion is Marshal Yue Longgang, who is not only in charge of the military and horse power of the Great Qin Dynasty, but also a spiritual emperor himself. Who dares to touch such a person.

    Even today's His Majesty the Great Qin may not dare to eat the overlord's meal here.

    Today.

    A countryman who speaks so much without shame, actually threatens to eat the overlord's meal. Could it be that he has lost his mind and deliberately killed himself.

    Li Qiufeng's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly reached out to cover Ji Mo's mouth.

    If you talk like this indiscriminately, it will really kill you.

    That Yue Long became so reckless that he wouldn't even give His Majesty face. Even if he moved out of his father, he might not be able to protect Ji Mo.

    Ji Mo suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, how the hands of Qiu Feng's brother are so milky and milky, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

    The red apricot eyeballs on the side are about to fall out.

    My young lady has never had physical contact with a man, and even the crown prince Ying Tianci didn't even touch the corner of her clothes.

    But now, the lady actually covered a man's mouth with her hand.

    If the crown prince finds out about this kind of intimacy, something big will happen!

    She hurriedly pulled Li Qiufeng away, only hoping that this matter would never be exposed.

    "You want to eat the overlord's meal, do you really want to court death?"

    Man Yin was stunned. Could it be that the other party has some brain problems and is really not afraid of death.

    Ji Mo said lightly: "No, I just plan to rely on my ability to eat Bawang's meal. Don't you have regulations in Tianxiang Pavilion? You don't have to use money to pay the bill, but you can also use talent."

    Since Tianxiang Pavilion was built, there have been unwritten rules, such as literary giants and Confucians, etc., consumption is free.

    As soon as this remark came out, there was silence around.

    Then, there was a burst of laughter.

    "It's just you, you still have talent, take a piss and take care of yourself, do you really think you are a literary hero?"

    "For a guy like you, you actually try to use your talents to pay the bills. You really don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

    "Even if it is the top ten talents of the younger generation, they dare not speak such wild words. There are only a few people who can be exempted from the bill in Tianxiang Pavilion. Master Li Xiao, a master in the music world, and Wen Zhong, a master in the literary world, are all famous.  Giants of the world."

    These people completely treated Jimo like a clown.

    Does a young countryman actually want to be treated the same as these masters?

    "Mr. Ji, please, can you stop being embarrassing?"

    Hong Xing persuaded in a low voice, even she couldn't stand it anymore.

    "I'll give you a chance, let me show you the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs. As long as you can convince the public, not only will you be free of charge for life, but the little girl will also give you an apology."

    In order not to gain a reputation as a bully, Man Yin generously gave Ji Mo a chance.

    Li Qiufeng knows that Ji Mo is quite talented and has a deep knowledge of poetry. If he writes poetry, he may not have the opportunity to shock everyone.

    Her tense heart immediately relaxed, but Jimo's next words made her pale with shock.

    "Then I'll just sing a song."

    Jimo said indifferently.

    singing?

    Immediately, there was another burst of laughter all around.

    As we all know, only women can sing. This is an innate advantage that men cannot compare to. Man Yin is well versed in this and is the best among them.

    Now, this guy actually wants to show off his singing voice in front of Man Yin, isn't it obvious that he is playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong, and is humiliating himself?

    Li Qiufeng didn't understand why Ji Mo didn't choose to compose poems, but chose to sing songs. Isn't this using one's own weaknesses to attack the other's strengths?

    "Although my singing is tone-deaf, it's still so-so."

    Seeing Li Qiufeng's worried eyes, Ji Mo explained.

    It's okay not to explain, but this forced explanation is even more worrying.

    You yourself know that you are tone deaf and so-so, so why are you making a fool of yourself?

    "My lord, we will be ashamed if we meet someone who is not nice." Hong Xing's face was full of bitterness.

    If you want to embarrass yourself, Jimo, just do it yourself, don't implicate us.

    "I believe in him."

    Li Qiufeng spoke, although he didn't know why, but he felt that Ji Mo was not a sensationalist.

    "Singing? I advise you to change to another item. Can you compare to my "Sigh of a Beauty"?" Man Yin reminded kindly.

    theHer "Sigh of a Beauty" was composed by Master Li Xiao, and it was not something that someone like Ji Mo could challenge. If it was a competition, the other party would have no chance of winning.

    "No, can I borrow your guzheng?" Ji Mo said calmly.

    Without waiting for Manyin to agree, she went straight to behind the bead curtain and sat down in front of the desk where the zither was placed.

    Man Yin originally wanted to refuse, but it was not because she was stingy, but because she never let outsiders touch her beloved guzheng.

    But before he could speak, he swallowed it back.

    Because Jimo has already started to pluck the strings.

    Experts make a move, and they will know if there is one as soon as they hear it.

    When the sound comes together, it makes the soul tremble, and a single note makes Man Yin's face change suddenly.

    The prelude sounded, the scene was silent, and everyone on the field fell into the artistic conception of the tune in an instant.

    "When the play breaks, the sleeves go up and down, singing joys and sorrows, singing parting and reunion, it has nothing to do with me. Fans open and close, gongs and drums sound and silence, love in the play and outsiders in the play, who can say"

    Jimo spoke, and sang the song "Chi Ling".

    Immediately, a sad and beautiful picture appeared in front of everyone, with endless sadness and melancholy on their faces, and some people couldn't help but burst into tears.

    Not long after, Ji Mo finished singing.

    And everyone has not come out of the sadness of the song for a long time.

    After a long time, everyone finally responded.

    "I heard that the enemy country has invaded recently, and the frontier war is on fire again. We still have the face to drink and have fun here."

    "I'm really not a human being. I spend my life in a lavish state of luxury, obsessively, and wasting my years. The country needs me, and the people need me. I'll wait for a man and protect the country."

    "I'm going to join the army now."

    Many sons beat their chests and stomped their feet, and slapped their big mouths violently.

    A song fell.

    The emotion of worrying about the country and the people spread, and everyone on the field felt a raging fire in their chests, wishing to immediately join the army and defend their home and country.

    Even the maids looked excited, wishing they weren't men.

    Hong Xing covered her gaping mouth, completely speechless.

    Before she said that you can do it, you can do it, but she never thought that Ji Mo could actually do it, very good.

    What's more frightening is that Ji Mo played and sang in a very perfunctory manner, and it had such an effect that everyone on the field fell into a mood of worrying about the country and the people.

    If he played and sang with all his strength, wouldn't it make everyone fall into it, unable to extricate themselves.

    Man Yin's head was completely occupied by the lyrics, and her heart was extremely excited. The phrase "Don't laugh at Fengyue opera" made her full of emotions and touched her deeply.

    "I am humble and dare not forget to worry about the country, even if no one knows me!"

    Li Qiufeng murmured this sentence, looking at Ji Mo's eyes, with bright starlight blooming in his eyes.

    Expressing emotions in song, although Mr. Ji was born in poverty, he still cares about the country and the people. Such a mind is as magnificent as mountains and rivers.

    The young masters she sees on weekdays are all mediocre people who are greedy for pleasure, not as good as Ji Mowanyi.

    At this moment, she stared blankly at Ji Mo, her heart was in turmoil.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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