As soon as King Cloud's question came out, it attracted everyone's attention. Lin Mengdie raised her head, met King Yunzhong's sharp eyes, and said lightly, "King Yunzhong asked this question, have you heard this song before?"
Zhong Limu's pupils shrank, and he asked nervously, "I've heard it before, but the composer didn't leave the score, how did you know this song?" This is a song that Zhong Lishuo refused to compose. How could he not know.
Lin Mengdie smiled when he heard the words, he swept around, looked at the people who were looking forward to it, and said loudly: "The words of King Yunzhong have brought a conclusion to the matter that Japan is going to discuss with you today. Everyone, this is me. The score that I got by chance was just confirmed by the words of King Yunzhong, and I can confirm that the author of this song is the former Emperor Zhao of Chu."
As soon as his voice fell, it attracted everyone to discuss. No one in the audience will be unfamiliar with Emperor Zhao. Because of her talent in shakuhachi, many people have heard her tunes. They don't like to call Young Master Jianlu Zhong Lishuo Emperor Zhao, but they are more willing to call her Prince Zhaoming.
Because Zhong Lishuo became famous in Yuanzhou, it was during his time as the prince.
"Prince Zhaoming still has a song coming out?"
"What's the name of this piece? Where did you get the sheet music?"
They threw the questions to Lin Mengdie one by one. Zhong Lishuo, who was among the crowd, was filled with emotion when he saw that everyone he once admired cared so much about her. I never thought that I still have something that can be remembered. It seems that it should be composing this song.
She thought so, but Zhong Limu, who was in the middle, exploded in her mind, "You have seen the original score, so do you know when this song was composed?"
He looked at Lin Mengdie on the stage and asked again. Lin Mengdie raised her head and replied with a smile: "It was composed in the third year of Yuanhe, and you have heard it before. This is a song that contains thoughts and warnings. Come to think of it, it was composed by Emperor Zhao for Emperor Qing."
As soon as Lin Mengdie's voice fell, everyone in the room suddenly realized. The composer, Zhong Lishuo, coughed uncomfortably, somewhat confused. This song was made by her for the biological mother who was locked in the cold palace by the Emperor Assassin, why every time she played it, the listeners wanted to be someone else.
That's all, as long as she knows who this is for.
Just when he thought about it, Wang Zhongli Mu of Yunzhong denied Lin Mengdie's conjecture: "Mr. Lin guessed wrong, the score was probably composed by Yuanhe in three years, but it was already done twelve years ago. Most of it. This song was composed by Emperor Zhao for his biological mother."
Everyone looked at each other, Zhong Limu glanced at them, and said loudly: "This song is dedicated to Emperor Thorn."
Zhong Lishuo really didn't know whether to laugh or cry this time. She looked at King Yunzhong's serious face and felt very emotional. While thinking about it, this kid still remembers things about him, and on the other hand, thinking about the mystery of his own life experience, there is a sense of absurdity.
This is indeed a song for the mother, and indeed a song for the emperor. However, this emperor is not that emperor.
Zhong Lishuo let out a long sigh and looked at Lin Mengdie who was surrounded by people asking questions, thinking that Lin Mengdie was really thoughtful. Looking at this posture, I am afraid that these people know that the original score is with her, and I am afraid that they will not give up if they don't entangle for a while.
Lin Mengdie was the last person to perform, and then everyone chased Lin Mengdie for the original score. The original score was not with Lin Mengdie. Lin Mengdie had already made preparations, and she was very tight-lipped. She only brought out the copied score and promised everyone to let them copy it.
Among these people, the one who wants the original score the most is Zhong Limu. He did not make a statement at the banquet, but instructed the waiter to write a letter of worship to visit Lin Mengdie in person after the banquet was over.
Of course, all this has nothing to do with Zhong Lishuo. When everyone was discussing, Zhong Lishuo sneaked out of the Spring Breeze Building with Su He after seeing that there was no music to listen to. The sun was shining outside the building, and the young man in the green shirt just held the prince's hand and led him to the most prosperous street in Yuanzhou City.
Along the way, there was a lot of voices, Zhong Lishuo led Su He and led him to see all the streets of Yuanzhou. When passing by a candy man stall, Zhong Lishuo bought Su He a candy man with a smile while facing Lan Dan's glare behind him.
She led Su He to the dim sum shop, bought some delicious cakes, and walked slowly with her in her hand. Passing by a corner of the street, the cheers of the crowd attracted Su He's attention.
Su He stretched out his hand, grabbed the hem of Zhong Lishuo's clothes, held the sugar man in one hand, pointed to the place with the other, and asked, "Asu, what is that?"
Zhong Lishuo raised his head, saw the colorful flags hanging above the crowd in the crowd, and said clearly, "That is a witch show performed by a folk group. Do you want to go over there and watch it?"
"Yeah." Su He nodded and replied, "I think about the past."
So Zhong Lishuo stretched out his hand and pulled him over.
The state of Chu is still a witch, and even the folk opera troupes are full of myths and legends. A group of Batur knocked the crowd out of a passage, Zhong Lishuo led Su He to the front, and finally saw the actors performing the witch show in the open space surrounded by the crowd.
They all wore heavy makeup, feathers on their heads, and white clothes, trying their best to imitate the appearance of a Taoist from Taiyi sect performing a witch show.
Zhong Lishuo took a general look and saw that amid the sound of gongs and drums, a boy in a colorful robe with white feathers on his head was praying to the angel in white with heavy makeup, and he immediately recognized what this witch show was performing.
She lowered her eyes and said to the curious Su He: "This is a witch play of the first emperor of the Chu Kingdom. You see, the boy in the colorful clothes is playing the first emperor, and the one in white is the East Emperor. The Eastern Emperor prayed for her blessing, and the Eastern Emperor gave her the crown."
As soon as Zhong Lishuo finished speaking, the man in white put a simple crown engraved with the word "king" on the head of the boy in colorful clothes. The youth in Caiyi lifted his sleeves, and the makeup that was too feminine was replaced by a majestic emperor. The crowd drank, and Zhong Lishuo clapped his hands, and then heard Su He ask, "How could he change his face?"
"This is an illusion, a little trick." Zhong Lishuo turned his head and responded to him, and then watched the boy who played the emperor perform.
The rest of the kings in colorful clothes appeared at this time, and the emperor defeated them one by one and unified Kyushu. Then the person who played the wolf jumped out of the crowd and moved fiercely around the emperor, with fierce eyes and sinister intentions. Zhong Lishuo lowered his head and glanced at Su He, who was watching the play with gusto, thinking about how to explain these people to him.
These people played the barbarians who invaded the state of Chu.
Seeing this, Su He asked amidst the applause of the crowd, "Asu, are these also bad people?"
Zhong Lishuo nodded and said, "Yes, these are the descendants of the kings, and they want to harm the emperor."
"The emperor is in danger." Su He responded, and suddenly a woman in armor and heavy makeup came with a gun and shot the wolf away. She stood by the emperor and drove the wolves out of the country. The emperor gave the female general a jade plaque engraved with "general", giving her a high position.
This drama, which had never appeared in the first emperor's witch drama before, attracted applause from the common people because of its novel content. Such cheers reached the highest point until the emperor took the woman's hand and walked to the young man who played the role of the East Emperor.
Under the witness of the Eastern Emperor, the emperor and the woman became pro-brothers. All the onlookers were elated, only Zhong Lishuo frowned.
She held Su He's hand and watched as the emperor took down the general's jade card as a general and gave him the post. At the moment when the brand was exchanged, the general took out a cold blade and stabbed the emperor.
Zhong Lishuo's pupils shrank, and amid the uproar of the crowd, she saw the general leaning over, picking up the emperor's crown and putting it on his head. With the sound of a bell and drum, the Eastern Emperor appeared again, looking at the general with the crown on his head, shaking his head and sighing, then took the stairs of the kingdom of God to return.
Since then, the general has become the new king of Kyushu.
This scene did not get a trace of applause after the performance, it shattered the romance and fulfillment that everyone had hoped for.
Su He was still quite regretful, and said to Zhong Lishuo, "Why did the general kill the emperor?" His casual remark shocked Zhong Lishuo. Zhong Lishuo lowered his eyes, looked at Su He next to him, and said, "This is a random performance by the troupe. Shizi, I think these people have bad intentions. I'll wait until Shizi can do me a favor and arrest these people and hand them over. Ask my sister?"
Su He listened to Zhong Lishuo's words very much, nodded immediately and said, "Okay."
After the people left, Zhong Lishuo frowned, walked to the troupe who was packing things, and asked, "Dare to ask where the troupe master came from?"
"Wanzhou, what's the matter, the young master wants to invite us to play at home?" the middle-aged class leader asked, looking at the young son in front of him with a puzzled expression.
Zhong Lishuo nodded and said, "That's what I meant." She said, looked at Su He, and said, "Prince, please take someone with me to the Zhenbei Houfu."
Su He nodded and gave an order. Lan Dan, who followed behind, led seven or eight Batur to go up together, and tied up the group of people in the troupe.
"Beat people, beat people, everyone is smashing the field!" The class leader shouted, but was blocked by Batur. With a cold face, Zhong Lishuo led Su He towards the Marquis of Zhenbei without being affected.
The Zhenbeihou couple, who had not seen Zhong Lishuo for a long time, hurried up to greet them, and Zhong Lishuo smiled happily at first sight. Just seeing the little prince next to Zhong Lishuo, the Duke of Zhenbei felt surprised, but he saluted quickly. But when they set their eyes on Batur, who was following behind the prince, they were a little surprised.
"Asu, you are..."
When the Marquis of Zhenbei saw the troupe bound by Batur, he looked at Zhong Lishuo in surprise. Zhong Lishuo was extremely calm and said, "Today, I will return to the palace with the prince, but I have something important to tell my father. Father, it is about your majesty, and I also invite my father to enter the house to discuss it in detail."
The calmness revealed by the young boy's young face convinces Zhenbeihou, Zhenbeihou nodded, and frowned like Zhong Lishuo, and said, "Then talk in the room."