"Tang Dynasty! Ten Thousand Victories!" "Tang Dynasty! Ten Thousand Victories!" "Tang Dynasty! Ten Thousand Victories!"

Five hundred Dragon Martial Army guards waved their swords and sharpened their sharp blades on their arm armor. The neat roar broke through the sky. At that moment, during the banquet of the envoys of the vassal states, the envoys couldn't help but thrust their throats. The five hundred Dragon Martial Army guards, who looked like one, reminded them of the Tang army that had killed them in the battlefield.

It was the prosperous peace that was fought with iron and blood from the outside of the northern border of the Demon Army to the yellow sand of the Western Regions since the Kaiyuan period, and the border line that stretched for tens of thousands of miles. Under the iron cavalry of the Tang army, there were countless countries and tribes that were destroyed, and even their names were not worthy of being left in history books.

What supports this prosperous Tang Dynasty is never a literary and elegant poem or a famous poem, but the heroic blood that has been shed for thousands of Tang Dynasty soldiers over the past thirty years!

On the throne, looking at the envoys of the vassal state who were confused and suddenly crawling on the ground, Li Longji seemed to have returned to his youth. The prosperous Kaiyuan period was fought by the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. Without the expansion of territory in the past thirty years, how could the Tang Dynasty have today's great power?

This is not enough!

I want to flatten Tubo, conquer all the foreign lands in the river, make the territory of the Tang Dynasty far better than the past, and complete the great achievements that Emperor Taizong and Emperor Gaozong had never achieved!

Since Tianbao, Li Longji, who was indulging in pleasure, remembered the ambitions he had made in this moment.

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The cry of "The Tang Dynasty has won thousands of victories!" seemed to echo in the clouds, and the sound of the sword from the large horizontal sword was still lingering.

At this time, on the high platform, the sound of iron clanging and the sound of the pipa rose through the clouds. Ma Xianqi and He Huaizhi plucked the strings of the piano. Then, Li Mo, the divine flute player, also played the high-pitched sound of the flute that penetrated through the metal and stone, which made people come back to their senses from their imagination.

This melody made everyone present fascinated. Compared with the previous ensemble of hundreds of people, the solo at this time almost allowed the great musicians who became famous in the Kaiyuan period to fully demonstrate their skills.

Finally, the sound of the interweaving of the three instruments gradually faded, and the drum sound of the drums among the three hundred palace musicians slowly rang. At this time, the armor had already been removed, and Shen Guang, wearing a white dress, finally pulled the huqin. The desolate and melodious huqin sound echoed, like crying and complaining, and a hundred twists and turns.

Such a piano sound seems to be somewhat inconsistent with the previously majestic and magnificent and passionate tunes, but at this time, it seems that everyone can see the heroes and heroes who have passed away in the long period of the founding of the Tang Dynasty, and those sentimental ministers and scholars recalled the wars that expanded the territory and boundaries of the Tang Dynasty since the Kaiyuan period.

Shen Lang's song seems to allow people to see the deceased wise ministers and generals. The soldiers who died in battle came back to life again and worshiped Chang'an to celebrate the prosperous era!

During the banquet, looking at the imperial court officials with a look of nostalgia around him, Li Linfu sighed leisurely that the sound of the huqin played by Shen Lang was sad but not hurt, but instead had a kind of grand and grand manner, which reminded him of the wise prime ministers and generals in the Kaiyuan period. Over the past 30 years, the Tang Dynasty had suffered defeats and killed countless soldiers. But in the end, the Tang Dynasty laughed to the end and became the well-deserved Supreme Kingdom of the Celestial Empire.

No one knew when the sounds of the other instruments sounded and how they finally dissipated. When "The King of Xiang" was played, the banquet that should have been very noisy in front of Qinzheng Building suddenly became silent.

After a long time, Li Longji held his palm and said loudly, "This song of Chen Lang is worthy of being called a saint!"

Gao Lishi, who was accompanying Li Longji, came to his senses and said, "The saint said, 'This song of Chen Lang is enough to be called a saint!"

As Gao Lishi shouted loudly, the other eunuchs who were emitting the sound also shouted loudly. Soon, the shouts of "The saint said, 'This song of Chen Lang is enough to be called a saint!'" echoed in front of Qinzheng Building.

Then warm cheers burst out during the originally silent banquet. Even the envoys of the vassal states looked at the sunlight in white among the musicians in the center of the square with complicated expressions. There was no shortage of warriors in their country who could fight tigers and leopards, but there was no one who could make such music.

"Dad, why don't we tie Chen Lang back..."

Hearing the murmuring of his son beside him, Kundong Danzhu smiled bitterly. This Chen Lang could make such a good wine as Anxi Shaochun and also made such a god-like song. How could he not want to tie him back and serve Dafan? But after today, the Tang Dynasty court will definitely regard this person as a treasure.

The saint had a golden mouth and said that Chen Lang could be a saint, and that Chen Lang was Wang Zhongsi's son-in-law. If they really tied Chen Lang back to Dafan, the two countries would really be dead.

Kundong Danzhu knew very well that although the Tang Dynasty wanted to attack Iron Blade City, since they took back Iron Blade City from Gai Jiayun, the Tang Dynasty fought several times, but Iron Blade City was still there.

Wang Zhongsi has cherished his own wings over the years and cherished his reputation. But if he really tied Chen Lang back to Dafan, this Wang madman back then was really crazy. The Tang Dynasty attacked with all its strength. Even if Dafan could hold on, he would definitely be seriously injured.

If Danzhu from Kundong asked himself that Dafan had a person like Chen Lang, if he was stolen by the Tang Dynasty, Zanpu would definitely take Shen Lang back at any cost.

"Don't say this. Chen Lang can't move. After you go back, you can choose some gifts. Let's ask Chen Lang to make the first national joy for me, Dafan."

The rest of the Tubo delegation nodded after hearing this. After today, I am afraid that the envoys of all countries will break through the threshold of Chen Lang's mansion.

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After the song ended, the music started again, and then "The Legend of the Dragon" was "The Song of the Dragon". This song was written by Chen Guang, as the great musicians bred from the Kaiyuan prosperous era performed this elegant and elegant song into the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty and the heart of covering all the worlds.

Although this song is not as shocking as "Xiang Wang Xing", it is even more popular with the court officials. When Chen Lang pulled the erhu to play with the musicians, many people liked it so hard that they could not control themselves.

You should know that since Kaiyuan, there have been the first pipa, flute, and zither, but there is no conclusion to this huqin. However, after listening to Chen Lang's performance, there must be a conclusion.

Li Longji was also very immersed in this song "Shuilong Yin". He liked this song the most among the three national music written by Chen Lang. If he was not trapped by his identity, he would have wanted to play the prelude of the guqin in person.

"Gaodu, Chen Lang is the unparalleled saint of music in the Tang Dynasty. How can he be buried in the vast yellow sand in the west of Ji? You should advise Chen Lang to stay. Otherwise, if Chen Lang goes with you to fight Xiaobolu, you will be the sinner of the Tang Dynasty."

Gao Xianzhi looked at Wang Zhongsi with anger, but almost couldn't help but get up. General Yulin, who was a magnificent town in the four towns, was just not good at face-to-face and actually used such words to squeeze him out, but he still felt that these words were a bit reasonable.

I just wanted him to let Chen Lang go, that was a daydream!

"General Wang, Gao, a martial artist, doesn't understand any great principles. He only knows that the forced melon is not sweet. Chen Langzhi is in Anxi, and he cannot be kept in the gentle hometown of Chang'an City."
Chapter completed!