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Chapter 1650 There is no such song except the Liyuan¡¾66¡¿

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    On the second floor, next to the handrail of the corridor, this place has a good view, and you can almost have an unobstructed view of the scenery on the stage downstairs.

    Jing Yanxiu had just sat down when he heard the sound of a gong. He slightly pursed his lips and turned his head to look over.

    The Beijing erhu and other musical instruments were played at the same time, the curtain was opened, and a good show began.

    Everyone in the theater suddenly fell silent and watched the show in front of them very seriously.

    The people on the stage were babbling, singing about the rise and fall of the country. The fireworks of war burned across the vast and distant land, and the smell of the past was filled with the chaotic period of war.

    Looking at the girl on the stage, Jing Yanxiu's eyes gradually lost focus. It was as if through her at that moment, Jing Yanxiu once again felt the turmoil and bloody helplessness on the battlefield, mixed with people's helplessness and  Cries longing for help.

    The rise and fall of the family and country, the destruction of mountains and rivers, the pain of national subjugation, and the decline of the Qing Dynasty.

    Hou Fangyu and Li Xiangjun are separated and reunited, and their grief at separation and reunion expresses their feelings of rise and fall with comfort.

    The people in the audience were involved in the play, feeling the grief firsthand, feeling helpless, and feeling extremely hateful towards the intruders.

    He just sat there and looked at her quietly with side eyes.

    The rage that was originally aroused outside Wangqiu Tower seemed to have slowly calmed down at this moment.

    Second Master Jing lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes were long and thick, falling lightly under his eyelids.  The tear mole at the end of the eye is cool and calm.

    He turned his finger unhurriedly, his slender body leaning coldly on the soft chair, and his military uniform was slightly cold.  The broad shoulders look straight and strong, with a sharp and clear look.

    Mr. Jing Er doesn¡¯t understand opera, and he doesn¡¯t like to listen to opera.  He heard the name of what was being sung in the audience by chance. He had never heard it before, and he didn't know what it was that he was singing.

    But he was able to ignore the words and lyrics and accurately feel the emotions that the people in the play wanted to convey to him.

    In the war-torn era, many people have no control over their own lives, and human lives are like ants. If one is gone, there are still others.  If you don't obey, you will die.  If you obey, you will still die.  It's just that in the former, the body dies, while in the latter, the mind dies.

    Is it helpless to subjugate a country without one's control?

    Second Master Jing pursed his thin lips slightly and looked at the girl on the stage with lowered eyes.

    The snow-white fingertips that were turning the finger slowly stopped, and the eyes were still cold and calm, but if you look closely, it seemed to be mixed with something else.

    The country will not perish, and you will not be helpless in troubled times.

    Because you have him.

    You are not Li Xiangjun, and he is not Hou Fangyu.

    You are his Qingqing.

    The light golden tassels on the shoulders swayed slightly, and the cold military uniform revealed a coldness that would make people thousands of miles away. The light golden buttons held the pocket watch and stuck it into the pocket on one side.

    The slender fingers are wrapped in white gloves, and the fingertips become more slender and bony.

    The young and beautiful warlord sat on a soft chair indifferently, watching the scene on the stage quietly.  He remained motionless, his eyes falling below the stage. The tea on the table slowly turned from warm to cold, and the mid-morning sun gradually shone brightly.

    It wasn¡¯t until the gong sounded and the curtains were closed that he trembled with his long eyelashes and woke up like a dream.

    Li Shijin was extremely shocked after watching the scene and enjoying the aftertaste. He really felt that this scene was unforgettable.  Li Jingshu's heart was filled with passion and generosity, and he admired and admired Shen Wanqing even more.

    How could it behow could a person be able to sing a drama into people's hearts, but not be able to dig it out?

    Li Shijin got up and walked backstage, while a certain man on the second floor also stood up and left without saying a word with his eyes calm and his lips pursed.  Seeing this, Adjutant Su behind him quickly followed suit.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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