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- "Xiong Tingshan sent someone to send me a troupe of traveling songs?"
"Yes, they were sent before the battle last night, and my subordinates have asked them to bring them here. Xue San checked them, and they are not assassins, but ordinary troupes of traveling songs. However, some artifacts seem to have been arranged in advance. Qi Shi's techniques, small techniques, will not pose any threat, please rest assured, my lord."
"Is this the battle etiquette of the Chu nobles?" Zheng Fan smiled, "That's not right. Xiong Tingshan himself married a Shanyue woman when he was in Wutong County. He should disdain to play the tricks of the old Chu nobles."
"Yes."
"Forget it, idleness is idleness anyway, and it's good to watch a play. When I disembarked in Jingcheng, remember that there were also playing songs at the pier, right?"
"My lord remembers it right, but there are two kinds of troupes in the Chu Kingdom, the common people and the nobles."
"Um."
"My lord, the minced meat is ready."
Liu Dahu handed over a pot of minced meat.
Zheng Fan reached out to take it, and walked to the big iron cage in front of him. Inside the cage were many falcons, which were a special species in the Tianduan Mountains. They were a little different from ordinary falcons. Their eyes were red.
It's just that Zheng Fan never liked to play with these things, and Xue San was the one who took care of him on weekdays.
After pinching a piece of meat, Zheng Fan threw it into the cage, and a flock of falcons began to snatch it;
Zheng Fan kept throwing it in at a constant speed.
Seeing this scene, Pixiu, who was crawling next to him, stood up slightly and let out a nasal sound of dissatisfaction.
Zheng Fan turned his head and glanced at it, Pixiu immediately crawled down again.
In fact, at the very beginning, this Pixiu was only afraid of the devil, and was not afraid of the real master, and regarded Zheng Fan as a servant who was raised by the devil just like himself;
Later, the concept of master and servant began to slowly change and become fixed, and this Pixiu became more and more afraid of Zheng Fan.
The possible reason is that,
Back then, Zheng Fan didn't seem like a real superior, but now, it is no exaggeration to say, he is really blessed with royal air.
These monsters are extremely sensitive to this kind of breath.
After feeding all the meat in the basin, Liu Dahu called hot water and soap for Zheng Fan to wash his hands.
I washed my hands,
Zheng Fan looked at his cuffs, he was not wearing armor today.
"Will the Chu people launch an offensive today?"
"It should be. The two wings have been fighting for two days. The Chu people should not wait for the end of the two wings. They will forcefully launch an offensive against Zhennan Pass in order to seize the time."
"Okay, I won't go up the city wall. Anyway, Ali and San'er are watching on the city wall. If you really want to let the Chu people attack the pass, it doesn't make any sense if I don't get armor."
"The Lord said so."
"Let's listen to the play."
"Your subordinate will prepare now."
The General Army Mansion in Zhennan Pass is not very large. After all, the palace in Fengxin City is not very magnificent, so the official residences of the chief generals in other places must not dare to surpass the palace, but they must be complete;
In the courtyard, tables and chairs have been set up.
Zheng Fan came over, sat down, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the coffee table, and began to nibble one by one.
Si Niang sat beside Zheng Fan and helped Zheng Fan open the frozen pears.
Ah Ming, who had been out of blood for two days, was a little sluggish, leaning on the back of the chair with his hands.
"Why, are you still enjoying it?" Zheng Fan teased.
"Soon, soon." A Ming yawned slightly, and couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking the corner of his mouth, before he could have a full meal. No, it was a feast that he could choose at will, and it was right in front of him.
Outside, the blind man led an old man and three girls in.
The old man holds an erhu in his hand, and his beard and hair are white;
The three girls are dressed in Tsing Yi, young and of good stature, respectively holding small drums, small gongs and bamboo joints, which are things that beat the rhythm like an allegro.
It's just that, as a Chu person, he was sent to the city where the Yan people were, and faced with the prince who was almost known as killing gods and demons in Chu country, his calves were trembling when walking.
After the blind man gave an order, he walked back to Zheng Fan and sat down on the chair on the other side.
The old man and the three girls knelt down tremblingly, saluted and kowtowed.
"What song is it?" Zheng Fan asked the blind man.
"The subordinates have asked, it is a specially arranged new song."
"It's not like that big and rough Xiong Tingshan.??The destiny will also give face to the prince. "
"well¡¡"
Zheng Fan sighed.
"My lord has been trapped in the urn. I was ordered by heaven to help my lord get out of trouble, and to give me an opportunity to follow my destiny to do justice. My lord, I should cherish it."
"However, the so-called destiny in your mouth, in Guyan's eyes, is the same as the script you sang earlier;
Hollow,
boring,
It doesn't make any sense.
This book is really crappy and lonely, I really can't listen to it. "
"My lord means"
"Big tiger, send the order!"
"Here!"
Liu Dahu chopped off the chains of the big iron cage with a knife, the cage was opened, a group of falcons flew out of the cage, went straight to the sky, and then scattered. After echoing each other far away, the message is delivered faster.
In the eyes of eagles soaring in the sky,
Below the vast land,
The black torrents, like giant dragons quietly waking up, are rushing towards the king's flag at Zhennan Pass with the momentum of thunder!
In the courtyard,
The prince put his hands behind his back,
Didn't go to see that old man,
Instead, he raised his eyes slightly sideways, looking at the sky:
"The pen is in Gu's hand, so why should I sit obediently and listen to you come to sing?
This book, no, this destiny,
Solitary,
Why can't you write it yourself?
Just right,
Just use the 500,000 Chu elite first,
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