Rebirth of the First Class

Chapter 97
The light red lips parted slightly, and the soft and crisp singing voice escaped from the lips.

She is singing: the moonlight is cold, on the battlefield outside the Great Wall, the sword has been beheaded for ten years, the horses have been chaotic and the soldiers have panicked.

The return journey is far away, and the setting sun is lonely, and it is difficult to match the vicissitudes of the world of mortals.

Who doesn't look sideways, carefree in the world, young and wild.

Who doesn't admire, gallops on the battlefield, iron-blooded son.

Who knows, I have dreamed of going boating on the lake all my life.

Who can see that his life is a military service, and his dreams are desolate.

He once recalled that the flames of war were full of pride.

He once remembered that ten thousand people died and one became famous.

He once wept, under the beautiful scenery, his confidant was buried deeply.

He once looked for, in the lonely night, a ray of warm light.

With blood and tears on his shoulders, he returned home alone.

After the endless glory, there will only be a lifetime of pain.

The hero, who used to be a young man from someone's family, returned to his hometown alone, leaving him wounded for the rest of his life.

This is the "Hero Fu" widely sung by Da Zhou.

The elder brother of the founding emperor was a good general in the previous dynasty, but in the end, on the way back to the court in triumph, he was stripped of his official rank and returned home alone.

The most desolate thing is that the old injury broke out on the way, and the bones were finally buried in a foreign country.

This "Ode to Heroes" was his last writing before his wife hanged herself and followed her husband to the underworld.

The founding emperor knew the rhythm and was good at composing music. After he was full of grievances, revolted and ascended the throne, there was this lament for the hero who spent his life in the army and never returned home.

The founding emperor used this dirge to warn future generations of kings, not to be close to villains and far away from virtuous ministers, especially military generals who have made great contributions to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Wei Xizhao slightly adjusted the tune, making it easier, more natural, and more pleasant for women to sing this song.

Amidst the sound of the piano and singing, what Ji Qingcheng thought of was his father, Wei Xuanmo, and many generals who were reprimanded and condemned by the emperor.

What she is singing is the state of mind of many people at many times.

Is she also sad and unwilling for those people and her father?

Not long after her father went to war, did she use this song to express her thoughts.

Is she reminding everyone that even if a girl from the Wei family has never practiced martial arts and cannot fight the enemy, she has never forgotten that she is a famous general and is proud of her father.

The background is suitable for the scene, the sound of the piano is desolate, and the singing is sad, but it is so fascinating. I want her to keep singing, even if my heart is sad, I am willing.Willing to enjoy this sadness.

It's just that there is no endless piano sound and endless songs in the world.

Wei Xizhao smiled faintly and left his seat slowly.

The sad and beautiful dreams are terminated, and people have to return to the present world.

After the silence, the house was full of cheers.

Xu Leqian and Xu Leying looked at Pei Guhong and Ji Qingcheng at the same time.

They didn't make a sound or applaud, but the eyes staring at Wei Xizhao's face were extraordinarily bright, shining with a brilliance that made them feel panic.

What does that look mean?
They really don't want to think about it, don't want to admit it.

Mrs. Xu was in the same mood as Mrs. Xu, she couldn't sit still, and wished she could leave immediately.

It was the Xu family's money that was spent, and they worked hard to prepare the lotus feast, but what was the result?It was Wei Xizhao who stole the limelight.

What is this called!

The following time was extremely difficult for them.When the song ended and everyone left, the smile couldn't hold on any longer, and he hurriedly left the flower hall.

Wei Xizhao stayed behind, watching his servants tidy up the flower hall.

Shen Xing walked up to Wei Xizhao, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Mo is outside, and he said he was enjoying the flowers, but he only looked at the entrance of the flower hall for a long time. I think this servant is waiting for you."

Wei Xizhao looked at the drowsy Wei Xizhao who was sitting on the chair, "Send Miss Fifth back to her room, I'll go out and have a look."

Shen Xing said yes, and walked away holding Wei Xizhen's hand.

Mo Zhaoyan stood under the big red lantern in the small gazebo, looking lonely but with a calm expression on his face.

Wei Xizhao walked over, "Why are you standing here, Young Master?"

Mo Zhaoyan showed a handsome smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I want to wait and see. You lost weight, but are you too tired?"

"It's okay." Wei Xizhao bit his lip, and asked later, "How did Xi Yun tell you about the marriage proposal last time? It's been these days, and I haven't bothered to ask her."

"She said, Lord Wei doesn't want to make an appointment for you early, and said that if I insist on going, Lord Wei will have to drive me out of the house, and will not complain for my father again." Mo Zhaoyan lowered his voice and turned to Bitterly, "Of course I don't dare to persist anymore. I only hate myself for being incompetent and thinking about the wrong way."

"How to say?" Wei Xizhao was a little curious about his thoughts.

"Holy Majesty Kuanren, even though my father was imprisoned, he never felt sorry for me. I can still gain fame. What I should do is to study hard and save my father from suffering by myself in the future." Mo Zhaoyan turned his face and looked away, "But I wanted to take a shortcut before, and wanted Mr. Wei to fulfill my long-cherished wish in this life. It's really ridiculous."

"If you think about it, it's good."

After a lifetime, after a life and death, he figured it out, but she became more and more sad.It's just that I also know that the frail scholar in front of me is not firm in mind, and will change his mind at some point, and even walk on the road of being taken advantage of by others.

"Xi Zhao, I heard your singing and piano just now, it's very beautiful, and it's also very sad."

"Because the hero is a man who stands up to the sky and the earth, and the hero suffers, so the lyrics are also bitter."

"If one day I become famous, Xi Zhao, you..." Mo Zhao's voice paused, he pondered for a while, and then asked in a low voice, "Will you agree to my marriage proposal?"

Of course not.The heart for him has long been cold and dead.But Wei Xizhao didn't tell the truth, "That's something I can count on by shaking my head. It still depends on the orders of my parents."

Mo Zhaoyan stared into her eyes, "Just talk about you, will you agree?"

Wei Xizhao lowered his eyelids, "I don't know, I really don't know."

"I can't spend a lot of money, and I can't give you rare things to make you happy. I have some, but I have a heart. Xi Zhao, I am sincere. I want to be with you and protect you all my life, and I want to give you a good life."

(End of this chapter)