The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

It was Wang Rong, the most realistic person who said this. He shrank in a small corner that no one saw, lest the officials of the pro-Sima faction would catch his little pigtail that came to see him off.

　　 It was his words that shattered Ji Xi's extravagant hopes, and made this young man in his sixtieth birthday sobbing.

　　 "I, I also know, don't I wish in my heart, Adi called me on stage."

　　 "He was the one who made me do things when he was a kid. By this time, it's still the same as it was then, and it hasn't changed at all."

　　 This stinky temper, only you are willing to take it.

　　 The elder brother who was summoned wiped a hand of tears, lest his brother see his tears and make him even more sad.

　　 When he replied and walked onto the high platform, Ji Xi realized that he was thinking too much.

　　 His Aegean-like idiot brother, the first thing he did when he came up was to grab his sleeves and ask, "Is my Jiaoweiqin brought?"

　　 "Oh, naturally I brought it, not only that, but I don't know what you need, what you like and use in the daytime, I asked the servants in the house to bring them all."

　　 Hearing his elder brother's answer like this, Ji Kang's face was filled with joy.

　　 "Oh, that's just right, elder brother, quickly get the violin I'm used to."

　　 Hearing Ji Kang's request, Ji Xi was taken aback: "Adi, are you going to play the piano in this place?"

　　 "Naturally, what else needs to play the piano more than in this place at this time?"

　　 "I have an urgent need, brother should send it quickly."

　　 "Oh, good."

　　 was very obedient Ji Xi. Under the urging of Ji Kang, he turned his head and got off the stage. He ordered the servants to carefully carry the Jiaoweiqin used by Ji Kang personally.

　　 "Brother" Ji Xi said a little bit cramped, but in a few words, tears followed: "This shabby place has neither beautiful scenery nor wine, and there is no chance to bathe in incense."

　　 "I have wronged my brother."

Why does 　　 Jixi say that?

　　 Because of the opportunity to hear Ji Kang play the piano and sing a song, in this dynasty, it is simply impossible to find money.

　　 But now, it has been ruined to such a degree, why can't Ji Xi cry?

　　 But after receiving the piano from his brother, only the happy Ji Kang was left, but he didn't care. Instead, he carefully stroked the strings while comforting his closest brother.

　　 "Don't cry, brother, my whole life, Ji Kang, is dead without regret."

　　 "After all, not all people can live as long as Peng Zu did."

　　 "You and I have been studying Lao Zhuang for a lifetime, don't you know how to move with your heart?"

　　 "I feel at home now."

　　 "It's just that the only thing that makes me regret is that it is above this piano skill."

　　 "It is also due to my stinginess and extravagant hopes. The famous songs of this generation... will be lost from my hands."

　　 The broom is too much to cherish, this problem has been there since ancient times.

　　 There are no less than ten pieces of piano music known as swan song in the hands of Ji Kang, but there is only one that is familiar to the public.

　　 That is the famous "Guangling San".

　　 "Yuan Xiaoni used to study "Guangling San" with me, and I always stubbornly refused to teach him, "Guangling San" is about to be lost now."

　　 And let me be here, crying for these precious music scores, after playing this hard-to-find piano music again, then go to death.

　　 After all, Ji Kang put his piano on his casual cross-legged knees, stroked his hands on the strings, and began to emotionally play this eternal swan song... "Guangling San".

　　 All of a sudden, on this huge platform, the ancient sound that was lightly faint, circulated endlessly and sang for a long time.

　　 The excitement of the people who were originally noisy off the court was calmed down with Qin Yin.

　　 This song should only be in the sky, and it can be heard a few times in the world.

　　 A good piece of music can cultivate sentiment, can make people forget their worries, can make people forget all the things around them, and can make time stagnate in the sound of the piano, wishing to be trapped in it forever and never wake up.

　　 "Ding Ding Dong Dong"

　　 As the tune became more and more exciting, the surrounding area was silent, and only the sound of the piano was the only thing left to be quiet.

　　All people, those who understand, and those who don’t understand, looked obsessively on the high platform, wishing to see through the platform that represents death, in order to save Ji Kang who lived on it and was about to die.

　　 "Ding Ding Dong Dong"

The tune of the 　　 music became slower and slower after the excitement, even the vulgar farmer who didn't know the elegance knew that this was a prelude to the end of the song.

　　 All people have a feeling in their hearts. After this song ends, it is the time when Mr. Ji Kang died.

　　 Their hearts are hanging higher and higher, screaming in madness, wishing that this song can last a minute longer, and let them remember the celebrity style in their hearts.

　　 It's a pity, the sky is not enough.

　　 After Ji Kang, who was on the high platform, did a picking up and tidying up, the sound of the piano on the stage also stopped abruptly.

　　 "Woo woo woo"

　　 There was that fragile person, who couldn't help but cried in a low voice with the lingering sound.

　　 It's so pitiful.

Seeing this, Ji Kang lightly sighed, and after slowly scanning all the unknown people who came to see off the stage, he stood up from the high platform and faced all of them. Man, gently arched his hand, as his final goodbye.

　　 "Ah, God is jealous of talents!"

　　 "The court is unfair!"

　　 Just when these madmen were about to go crazy, a loud noise suddenly exploded in the sky.

　　 "Bang! Dang!"

　　 With this sound, if the day is thunder, if the thunder slashes, if the tiger roars, if the mountain collapses and the ground cracks.

　　 stunned the onlookers off the court, and even panicked the imprisoned court officials on the court.

　　 Could it be that this is a warning given to him by God?

　　 God can't stand it and get angry?

　　 "Puff! Dang!"

　　 Just when everyone was in doubt, the second loud noise followed once again.

　　 This sound was a bit louder than the sound just now.

　　 With the thought of this sound, the prison officer on the table slipped directly under the table, curled up and shivered.

　　 "It's no wonder, God, that there are people who have been wronged. This is the sign of General Sima. Zhong Hui's doctor is slanderous. I am a small person, but I don't dare to harm Grandpa Ji Kang."

　　 And the performance of the literati and celebrities in the audience is not much better. Although they have their own gaps in their chests, they also scorn the talk of ghosts and gods.

　　 But I can’t stand the sound of thunder in the daytime. It is too loud, so that people’s ears are still buzzing, and my darling is still trembling.

　　 Therefore, the crowds under the field are holding their heads and screaming, ghosts crying and howling, and the stampede incident occurs instantaneously.

　　 But in this chaotic scene, there are still two people staying awake, calm outside.

　　 One is Ji Kang who will die if the sky falls.

　　 The other is Gu Zheng, who is a hundred feet away, at the edge of the chaotic crowd, staring affectionately with him.

　　 Yes, Gu Zheng is here.

　　He is like a **** descending to the earth, he is like a hero.

　　 He was prepared for everything except that he could not step on the colorful clouds.

　　 At this time, there are two ropes pinned to his waist, one to the left and one to the right are tied to his general Hua and the white-browed hero.

　　Don't think that his way of appearing is too weird, it's because, if this thing fails, it will be easy for his family to escape.

When Gu Zheng made such an appearance in the roar~www.wuxiaspot.com~ let him see his image on the high platform, Ji Kang... For the first time, he lost his calm attitude, like a toad with swollen eyes. , Both eyes were slightly raised.

　　Because of Gu Zheng at this time, in addition to bringing a chicken and a dog, the dress is also quite magical.

He changed the chic demeanor of his large robe before, he was actually dressed in a big red bunt-like shirt, his trousers and cuffs were all attached to his arms and ankles, with the temptation to wrap his body a bit, neatly. Suo De also carried all his equipment.

　　 And what are his equipment?

Where is 　　 installed?

　　 Please look at his chest first. There are bundles of bamboo cylinders like dynamite packs attached to them, one by one tied with twine, around the chest in a circle.

　　 Of course, this bamboo tube is half the thickness of a fist. Except for being fixed horizontally, the middle of each bamboo tube is independent and never connected.

　　 How does it work? )!!