Three days have passed, and 100 meters outside the west gate of Qiaozhou Prefecture, there is a small hill made of artificial walls, which is full of human heads.The top is Qin Shouzhong, and some below are still bleeding.As long as there is a move with bad intentions, if you are caught, you will be killed, and if you are killed, you will be released here.It looks a little scary, but there are still people who dare to make a move, which means that it is not enough to put 80,000 on the hill as originally expected.The ones that were locked up before are different from this.The Huo family and the second son made a big move, and to see who made a big move, they set up a high platform on the opposite side of the mountain, and there were a hundred peasants standing on it, holding simple horns, and shouting towards the city."
Fathers, old folks, poor people, we croppers have planted fields all our lives, but we have never eaten enough, the food we grow has been stabbed by the history, corrupt officials, landlords exploited them, exploited the people, fat and ointment, and want to kill us now, they want to rebel, deal with the saint and King Xu, why close the city gate, do not let our people go in and out, whether we live or die, they are a nest of rebels, the traitors do not die, and the people are not safe" "The eldest prince not only gives us food, but also gives us clothes and clothing, If you want us to live a good life, why do those landlords occupy a large area of fertile land, you can make us cattle and horses without working, and those who rebel do not repent quickly, the eldest prince will give us all the fields, and we are the croppers."
A chorus of 100 people can be heard from a long distance.When they heard this, they rushed to come, at first there were only 6,000 people, but now there are almost 60,000 people, and there are still people coming from a distance.Scolding the landlords and scolding the bureaucrats, everyone deeply sympathizes, and they shout and sing together without going on stage.It sounds a little messy, but it arouses high morale, if the eldest prince divides the land now, everyone calls her mother.There is a camp twenty miles outside the west gate, and there is a mountain in the middle, and half of the state city can be seen from the top of the mountain.A grass pavilion was built under the tree on the top of the mountain, where Yi Gongzi, King Zhao, King Xu, King Tai, and Wu Ping were all here.Uncle Fu of the King of Thailand climbed up the mountain in Duanyun, in his sixties, his body was fat, his face was not good, he looked at Yi Gongzi very complaining, and he looked at King Xu and complained, your son is messing around all day long, and you are all about to be helpless.Yi Gongzi asked: "Uncle Wangfu, how is it" Uncle Taiyun sat down in the grass pavilion and said unhappily: "It's easy to find good at poetry and opera, and singing wild tunes is immoral." ”The king of Thailand hurriedly said: "There is a certain truth that the people love to listen, has Wang Fu found the right person" Uncle Duanyun didn't dare to really provoke Yi Gongzi, and complained twice: "All kinds of people have found twenty."
As for Yi Gongzi said, what kind of singing contest is going to be held, it is better to find someone else to be responsible, the old man really can't get it. ”Other people change color, don't fall on them, it's okay to see the excitement, let them choose from the common people who can sing, those peasants are really too vulgar and despicable, to be honest, I can't stand it.Yi Gongzi glanced at him, and there was silence for a while.Xiang Qianqiu and Tian Wannian came up, standing silently to the side, and the singing in the distance was faintly floating, and it was some people practicing songs.The atmosphere is a bit depressing, and some people understand that they may have to use these methods to deal with ordinary people, but they can't learn it when they look at it.Yi Gongzi sighed secretly and waved his hand: "Let Mingzhu, Meng Bao, and Xue Fang come up." ”After a while, Mingzhu, Meng Bao, Xue Fang, and a group of people came up, which were those picked out by Uncle Duanyun.Yi Gongzi took a closer look and was speechless, does this article want to be the champion of the exam, is it singing on stage, waving his hand to let them all go, sometimes it is really annoying.Singing is sometimes better than preaching.Poetry like religion can soothe people's mood and soul, and give people sustenance and comfort.Or like a brainwashing song, simple and relaxed, easy to understand, laugh if you want to laugh, scold if you want.People are tired after a busy day, completely relaxed, and don't need a brain at all, just like this, a natural state, and by the way, it can also transmit emotions.This can be used not only to calm the chaos, but also to use it at other times, and poetry is a great power.If it is easy to quell the chaos, why should we fight to the death to survive the enemy's strength and weakness, we must make full use of the various forces of the common people.Yi Gongzi stopped talking, and some things couldn't be explained in a few words; Now those people are also in an emergency, and then we have to get a good job, and we will naturally understand when we see the benefits.She said: "Meng Bao, you find a few people, let them find some ordinary people who can sing and dance, including those who can make up songs and dances, and my son will be rewarded."
Mingzhu, you pick some of the most natural, unrestrained, and passionate ones, if you can find a crazy soul singer, this son will add him to the knighthood. ”King Xu asked: "What is a soul singer" Yi Gongzi responded: "It's just that you want to cry when you sing, and a song can be worth 100,000 soldiers." ”Everyone doubted that if singing could replace war, then everyone would be able to sing every day.Uncle Tai blew his beard evenly and glared.Yi Gongzi didn't explain, waved his hand, and Mingzhu asked people to prepare pianos, pipas, bells, drums, cymbals, etc.Yi Gongzi stood in the wind and sang a long song: "In the late autumn of September, the frost flies in the four fields, and the sky is high and the water is dry, and the geese are sad."
The most bitter frontier wandered day and night, wearing armor and holding halberds to isolate the sand hills.The white-haired old mother was looking forward to breaking her liver and sausage, and his wife He Kanxi was alone in the empty room.The brothers want to see Xi stomp their feet and wipe their palms, and the sisters miss the rain and tears.Once the soldiers are killed by the tip of the spear, the flesh and bones will be muddy and the battlefield will be fought together.The soul is long and vague, and the ambition is absurd. ”Before the song was finished, the three armies under the mountain were melancholy, and some people sighed and cried.Recently, there have been a lot of killings, and there have been many casualties, and once the comrades-in-arms and brothers were separated by yin and yang, and the young people were also sentimental.Yi Gongzi's starry eyes were full of vicissitudes, his clear voice was dazed, and his compassion echoed in the sky, and finally ignited people's blood."
A batch of iron armor carries a long knife, and the battle with the son is a long road.Die and live with the enemy, and fight with the son.Stepping on the thieves to destroy the rebels, and fighting with the son is fearless.Why don't you think about your hometown and go to your hometown, and reunite at home and be healthy forever. ”Many people rekindled their fighting spirit, and after the baptism of blood and tears, some fighters quickly became mature.Yi Gongzi sighed: "Home reunion will always be healthy" Some people responded: "Home reunion will always be healthy" Some people who are practicing singing also responded, and the people, especially the farmers from Xinzhou, cried and shouted loudly, hurry up and kill all the traitors, we can return to the hometown "The eldest son Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose" people who can't sing shouted directly."
The eldest son, Chitose, Chitose, Chitose," the three sergeants and soldiers also cried and shouted.Yi Gongzi stopped, the singing still echoed, the crying was still the same, and the shouting was still the same, which was shocking.After a long time, Uncle Duanyun did not admit it: "Military songs, the nine armies have them." ”Yi Gongzi responded: "Yes, the soldiers are fighting, the peasants are harvesting, isn't it normal to have songs, songs and dances have existed since there were people, aren't the poems collected from the people, poetry and opera can only reflect the real life of the people, and will have strong vitality and be passed down through the ages."
That is used here, what is the problem or the way of this son is wrong" King Zhao said: "The way can be studied and discussed, and it becomes more suitable for the common people."
Nowadays, ministers, nobles, literati, etc., are vassals and elegant, and most of them moan without disease; It is not as good as the folk songs, the songs and folk songs are sad and happy in their hearts, simple and touching.Yi Gongzi attaches great importance to the people in every word, and we should listen attentively. ”King Xu said: "Well, folk songs and wild tunes help to educate the people.This time, around Qiaozhou, the top ten who sang the best were selected, and the officials were given knights, and a hundred taels of silver were rewarded. ”Xiang Qianqiu and Tian Wannian glanced at each other and saw it.This book was first published by the author, please do not reprint: