Heritage foundry

Chapter 234 Zhou Mo's Packaging ([-])
The musician is personable and looks very young, 27 or [-] years old, with short blond hair, wearing a tuxedo, bowing respectfully to everyone on the stage.

The musician's appearance and demeanor are very good. He quietly looked down on the stage, and only smiled when all the audience looked at him in silence.

"Everyone in the audience, as well as the distinguished guests in the box, the performance will begin immediately. The prelude, the death of the north."

The language was concise, and then he bowed slightly, opened his hands slightly, and a baton appeared in the right hand of the musician.

I saw the baton vibrate slightly three times, and the low and extremely tense horn sounded slightly.

There is no foreshadowing, and the horn that symbolizes war is used directly!
The audience present were caught off guard, and were suddenly brought into the previous war in the north by the sound of the horn.

In the box, the little princess grabbed the skirt with her small hands, and her golden eyes were slightly distracted. The musician's music was extremely expressive, and immediately touched the girl's heart.

All kinds of instruments entered one by one, and there was no discomfort in the deep and hoarse voice, just like the sadness and misery of the northern civilians who were involved in the racial war without warning.

Every note that stopped in the little princess's heart seemed to be filled with blood, and the sound of every musical instrument was like the wailing of hundreds of millions of civilians.

Tears overflowed from the little princess' golden eyes, and several personal maids hurried forward to serve her. Because she was a musically educated maid, the middle-aged woman who was standing beside the princess at this time was full of shock.

This is definitely a master-level command skill, and the orchestra is definitely comparable to the Royal Music Orchestra. A music master of this level still needs a princess to support him?
As soon as the doubts in my heart arose, I heard a sudden change in the style of the music on the stage.

The delicate sound of the violin sounded like an introduction, making all the instruments soft and delicate.

Let people be freed from the war in an instant, enter the gentle and warm countryside, enjoy the black tea and honey, and beauties are lingering.

However, the low-pitched sound of the horn remains the same, but it has been lowered a few times, interspersed with gentle indistinctness, from inaudible to gradually higher.

When the trumpets are at their highest!
The sound of music on the stage suddenly clanged, and all the instruments seemed to be injected with steel and iron, like the clanging of swords and guns!
With this sudden change, all the audience have a picture in front of their eyes.

The nobles of the human race are still enjoying a luxurious and comfortable life, and the women are drinking honey black tea and admiring the spring scenery of the garden.

The aristocratic gentlemen, on the other hand, are wrapped in pink arms and jade legs in the gentle township, fascinated and do not know where to go.

At this time, the horn of war suddenly sounded throughout the Northland.

The women stood up solemnly, and began to order the servants in an orderly manner, packing up the armor and weapons for their husbands and sons.

The aristocratic gentlemen got up from the warm and soft beds, their faces were like iron, and when they returned home, they were silent, allowing the women to put on armor for them, held up their knives and guns, and then without saying a word, they straddled their horses and aimed at the horns. Clanking land, let's go!
The sound of the music became more and more passionate, and finally it was like a golden and iron horse galloping for thousands of miles.

Epic, the two words suddenly appeared in the minds of all listeners when the music reached its most exciting.

This is an epic movement, an epic movement that can last forever without changing dynasties.

As the movement continued, everyone seemed to see the invasion of the northern blood race. From the center of all the territories, one noble, two nobles, three nobles, many nobles, wearing armor, riding war horses, and carrying swords , under the guidance of the sound of the horn, converged into a stream.

Use charge, sword, steel, and flesh to meet the boundless undead.

No one backed down, no one survived!
The baton was in the hands of the musician, and he tapped it three times.

All instruments except the sound of horns, stop abruptly!

Only the sound of the horn is still ringing.

The little princess understands the meaning, even if all my human races die in battle, will the war never stop?

While muttering to herself, the little princess raised her head and looked at her musically educated maid.

The middle-aged maid nodded slightly, then said softly:
"There is another meaning. He is protesting, protesting that while the northern nobles are fighting to the death, they are both human races, but the southern nobles are silent!"

The middle-aged maid suddenly understood why the fat man needed the little princess's praise, not for fame, but for life.

This kind of performance is not an ordinary piece of music. It is an immortal epic that can last forever with human civilization. It is so ironic to the southern nobles including the Three Kings. It is hard to guarantee that no one will start to destroy the score. idea!

At the end of the prelude, the musician turned around, bowed to all the audience, and said in the faint sound of the horn:
"Pause for a quarter of an hour, but the sound of the horn is still there, please help yourself!"

When the orchestra is playing, the audience is not allowed to move around freely, and only one prelude has a full half an hour. During the intermission, the audience should be given time to sort out their mood and convenience.

The little princess in the box looked at the musician standing firmly in the center of the stage, and asked:
"If this ensemble is spread, it won't be long before this person becomes famous!"

The middle-aged woman leaned forward and replied:
"It's not just famous. If this ensemble is spread, it seems that this person's name, along with the music score, will become a part of this epic chapter and be passed down forever!"

The little princess looked at her upbringing maid in shock. The little princess was very familiar with the upbringing maid. Although she was a maid, she had a very high vision. Even some performances of the Royal Orchestra could be picked out by her. So much praise for this band!
At this time, the middle-aged woman showed a little sadness on her face, and she saw it in the eyes of the little princess.

"Titian, are you sorry for the civilians in the north who were destroyed by the blood race?"

The innocent and kind eyes of the little princess made Titian feel a little guilty, but it didn't show on his face.

"Your Highness, what do you think of this performance?"

Her Royal Highness didn't even think about it, she said:
"It's even better than the Royal Orchestra! Didn't you mention it, Titian? This is an epic chapter, and it will be handed down forever with human civilization!"

Titian was silent for a moment, then said:

"Such an excellent movement, did you notice that after the prelude was finished, did an audience member stand up to pay their respects?"

The little princess was stunned. Indeed, after the prelude just ended, all the audience was silent, and no one stood up to express their love and respect for this respectable movement.

The little princess looked at Titian and asked:
"What's going on here? I was shocked by the movement just now, and I didn't pay attention for a while. These people look like noblemen in their attire. Facing the epic movement, why have they forgotten the minimum etiquette?"

Titian, with a sigh, said:
"Because, princess, you are going to marry the son of King Yuan, and the royal family and the three southern kings will stand together! The dead are gone, no one will offend the royal family and the southern aristocratic group for a group of dead people!"

The little princess was stunned. These days, all she thought about was the puppet feeling that her marriage was involuntary and controlled by others. What she yearned for was freedom.

But in the pure and fragile heart of the little princess, she never thought that her marriage would affect so many things. Even a concert performance, which is obviously outstanding, is also because of her marriage. Cheers!
(End of this chapter)