Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1184 Jinyiwei Culture

"What should I do? Just do it this way."

"I feel like your situation is very typical - both of you have very high moral standards. I think from your situation, we can probably analyze the reason for our country's current low birth rate, at least part of the reason."

"What about you?" Phaethon turned his head and looked at her.

"Me? I just haven't waited yet. If I had waited, I might have gotten married. Maybe my sister would have gotten married earlier than me. Gee, she's in the fifth grade of elementary school and she actually has a boyfriend."

"Hey, hey, hey, this is too early. Does your dad know?"

"I don't know. But for now, it's just a game. I'll keep an eye on it. As for me, it's hard to say. What do you think of Shangluo? He's the best among the people I know."

"???"

"Oh, just kidding." Lu Liang waved his hand, "But he is the only one who is not afraid of me. From the first time we met, he has been better than me."

"are you serious?"

"So what if you're serious?" Lu Liang pouted. "If you don't take action against such a good boy, someone else will. When he goes to college, when all the students around him get rid of the pressure of school and start paying attention to the people around them, then by that time——"

"Ah!" Phaethon nodded suddenly, "I understand. Thanks for the reminder!"

"Got it?" Lu Liang smiled. "And I heard there are a lot of pretty girls in the Imperial College."

"why?"

"Because there are all kinds of people from all over the world. And because the Imperial College has almost no tuition, everyone's face is filled with a prosperous smile."

"Thank you! No one has ever told me this before."

"No thanks, just consider it my ticket money. Your driving skills are much better than my dad's. My dad just stares at the front and drives without saying a word. It's so boring. It's so sleepy in the middle of the night, but I can't sleep." As she spoke, she rubbed her temples.

Although staying up late occasionally was not a big problem for a Qigong practitioner like her, and she could even stand not sleeping for two or three days, when the time came, her natural physiological habits still made her sleepy.

Suddenly, a voice came from the intercom:
"This is car 15. Everything is normal. Report completed."

"This is 14, everything is normal, report completed."

A series of voices began to announce that Phaethon was almost here.

"Should I answer? Or should you?" Phaethon asked.

"Let me do it." Lu Liang sat up and picked up the intercom:

"Everything is normal with car 09."

After saying that, she put down the walkie-talkie.

"Ah? What should I say? Which number are we?" Han Xingzhi's bewildered voice came from the communication channel, "Number eight! We are number eight! Everything is normal!"

A series of reports were stuck here. After all, he was not a Jinyiwei, and he had not received military training. He was just tied up here because Shangluo was here. Now he had to serve as a communications soldier here.

Such a conspicuous person was immediately noticed by other cars after the routine communication.

"Why does the sound of car 8 sound so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere before. Isn't this Lao Han's nephew?"

"Ah? Yes, it's me. I came here to help out today. I'm sorry to bother you all."

"Great! Very spirited! Since there are new people here today, let us instill in you the military culture of the Jinyiwei!" "Ah? What culture?" Han Xingzhi's voice was full of confusion.

"Wen Yuan! You start!"

"No time, I'm driving! There are so many immortals in my car, don't you know?!" Wen Yuan's vague voice came over, sometimes far away, sometimes close. He didn't dare to turn sideways to answer it, but Han Xingzhi held the intercom for him to talk.

"Then let me start." Lu Liang suddenly sat up.

Phaethon beside him asked in confusion: "What culture?"

"You'll know when you listen." Lu Liang cleared his throat: "Swordsman! Ready, go!"

A man with all his strength is worth a thousand men!!!
【Ah! What's that sound!】Apollonia was awakened.

The anger rushed out of my heart, and I regarded death as sleep!!!
The bow is always in hand, always on the front line!!!
It's like a falcon shooting a goose, both sides are hit!!!
A series of deafening, completely out of tune, even uneven sounds exploded in the communication channel. The melody of this song was very winding and difficult to sing. Because the melody itself was written at a very high level, it was so lyrical that even if it was read out loud, there was still a melody in it. Dozens of people sang together in the communication channel, waking up Apollonia from her sleep.

[Shangluo, what's going on! Is there a war?]

"They are not singing." Shangluo turned his head to glance at Fu Yuanshan who was sleeping - he seemed to be sleeping more soundly, this familiar "Jinyiwei culture" actually had a hypnotic effect on him.

Lu Huaiyang beside him was also clapping and singing along. His singing was obviously much better. If he hadn't been sitting in the back row today, he might have led the singing.

Even Xu Fu, who was sitting behind him——

Xu Fu also narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly: "Hmm, it's a bit interesting."

He murmured, "Sure enough, the Great Qin has not yet perished. This kind of music is the music of the Great Qin."

But before he finished singing in the letter, it seemed that he had not sung enough. Suddenly, someone in the car behind him shouted, "Come on, come on! Oh! Next song, "Ding Feng Bo", start!"

The crowd was excited, and the tone was even higher than before -

"Hey hey hey!" Lu Huaiyang suddenly reacted, "You can't sing this! You can't sing this!"

But he was sitting in the back row and couldn't grab the intercom in the front row. Han Xingzhi was too flustered to pass the intercom over, and everyone had already started singing, the pitch was even higher than before, and everyone was shouting:
How much can you learn from studying and swordsmanship? Fighting on the battlefield~~~ galloping and hunching.

Holding a green spear as heavy as iron, the bright moon and the newly sharpened Longquan three-foot sword.

It is worthy of envy for the army of the past, and it is worthy of praise for the Confucian scholars~~~they had many virtues and abilities.

Suddenly, smoke of war was heard from all sides, and the scholars were asked, who dared to calm the storm!!!
[Wow, this lyric is really singable. The imperial examination system is a mockery of Confucian scholars, right? But it seems that everyone here is also a scholar.]

"Alas," Lu Huaiyang shook his head, "Forget it, there's no military supervisor here anyway, just sing." Before he could pick up the intercom and mutter a few words, Xu Fu behind him suddenly clapped his hands:

"Good! You sing it well! This is the song of the Qin Empire! Suddenly, smoke of war rose from all four corners of the country, and the Confucian scholars were asked, who dared to settle the storm! You sing it well! The Confucian scholars should have died long ago! It is these Confucian scholars who have ruined the reputation of us Taoist priests."

"what?"

"I take back my words. You are all true Qin people! This is how we should sing songs! Who composed these songs? Who are they sung for? I will petition the Emperor of Qin to give him the title of Doctor!"

"This song is actually... actually sung for the King of Qin. Of course, it's a little complicated. It's not your King of Qin."

"Ridiculous! There can only be one Great Qin in this world, how can there be another King of Qin?" He paused again, "Oh! Who cares? As long as he kills the Confucian scholars, he is the real King of Qin!"

(End of this chapter)