no,82 General Order

After Huang Junming's several distracted moments, the tributes of the vassal states were coming to an end. Basically, except for the previous Turks who caused some trouble for the entire tribute, the rest of the things were very smooth, and it was also a happy ending.

After receiving the reward, the envoys happily sat down at the waiter's arrangement. The grand banquet began. For a moment, the entire Ganlu Hall was laughing and drinking, and the sound of silk and bamboo was endless. Everyone enjoyed the food and music and could not extricate themselves. The court officials were also rare to relax. It was also the early Tang Dynasty. Li Shimin and his ministers, both kings and friends did not say so much. So everyone was completely relaxed.

After halfway through the banquet, Li Shimin clapped his palms. The ministers stopped the wine glasses in their hands in confusion. The entire hall suddenly became quiet, and only the instruments of the palace musicians were still ringing.

"Immortal Master, I am deeply impressed by the general order you wrote when Chai Mausoleum went to war. I wonder if the immortal master could..." Li Shimin was also slightly drunk. Somehow, he suddenly remembered the general order Huang Junming gave to sacrifice for Chai Shao when he went to war that day. He asked Huang Junming.

Huang Junming also threw away his hypocritical and fairy-like spirit at this time. For nearly a year, he has been tense of his spirits and it is rare to give himself a vacation. Besides, it is not bad to do it casually at this happy banquet between the king and the minister. Hearing Li Shimin mentioned the general order, Huang Junming stood up and said.

"Since Your Majesty wants to hear, how can I refuse?" Huang Junming stood up from his role, lifted up the Taoist robe, and tied up the wide sleeves of the Taoist robe. He walked to the center of the Ganlu Hall.

"Okay! The immortal master is so happy! Someone is on the war drum!" Li Shimin was a little excited when he spoke. He danced and greeted the musician to carry the war drum. It has to be said that the instruments of the palace musician were complete. In less than three or two minutes, a big drum was carried to the center of the hall. Seeing this, the ministers all looked at it with great interest. Some ministers who had participated in Chai Shao's expedition and sacrifice were also excited and danced and said something to their companions beside him. Obviously, Huang Junming's general order impressed them.

When Huang Junming saw the big drum in the middle of the Ganlu Hall, he was not vague. He walked forward in just a few steps and picked up the drumsticks. He smashed them down with a "dong!" sound. The court officials all felt a sound wave rushing into their minds, stirring their blood and becoming boiling.

Huang Junming smashed it with a heavy hammer, but did not continue. This made Li Shimin feel a little different from those ministers who had seen it once, and they all stared at it with wide eyes. However, Huang Junming heard Huang Junming chanting in a hoarse voice.

"The wind is on the block, and the sound of the flute is cold. The sunset in the desert is set, and the waning moon is in the sky. I listen to the camel bell day and night, and enter my hometown with my dreams. I have three feet of green eyebrows in my hand and six letters from my family beside my pillow. I will kill the enemy's head, and after seeing it, I will cry and wither. Report to the court! Who can hear? Come! Start the trumpet!" As Huang Junming's voice fell, the experienced palace musicians blew the trumpet horns in a heart-to-heart relationship. This made Huang Junming feel very happy. The court officials and Li Shimin both experienced wars. Listening to Huang Junming's hoarse chanting and sobbing trumpet horns, I couldn't help but put myself in a desert, lonely smoke, the long river, sunset, flags fluttering, and iron-blooded sword light. It seemed that I was the general guarding the border, lonely and sad.

The sound of the horn was blown three times repeatedly, which means that the palace musicians have rich experience. It was the sound of the horn that the troops gathered before the army went to battle.

Huang Junming listened to the slowly disappearing of the horn sound, and the drumsticks in his hand were raised again. From fast to slow, "dong!dong!dong!" sounded. When several generals on the battlefield heard it, they suddenly stood up from their seats. Isn't this the sound of the three-way drumbeat before the battle? As Huang Junming's constantly waving his arms, the powerful drumbeats, from slow to fast, and frequent rushing, was the tense atmosphere where the battle was about to begin.

The three-way drum will surely be, and the sound of the drum becomes solemn and steady. Several drums will be repeated and rotated again. The strength will not only not decrease at all, but it will be a little heavier, and it will also show the inner strength contained, just like the majestic situation when the general was promoted to the tent. The generals' thoughts were also brought back to the battlefield by the drum sound, and their backs were also a little straight, as if they were pointing to the country.

Most of the civil officials of the Tang Dynasty were also in the army, either as staff officers or as documents of followers. Naturally, they were also familiar with this situation. They couldn't help but bring their thoughts back to the glorious years of the past. A literati's blood and righteousness continued to rise.

Suddenly, Huang Junming's drum sound changed again, from solemn and steady to fast and solemn. At this time, the palace musicians also roughly understood the rhythm of General Huang Junming's order. The skilled and skilled people agreed boldly. Every few syllables, the strings of the piano swung heavily with the bells and drums. They were short and full of power. It was a scene of soldiers rushing to the battlefield with great might and heroic postures. The civil and military officials in the court were also very excited. Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde, two restless masters, even stood up from their seats. They snatched the long sword from the hands of the palace guards behind them. They walked behind Huang Junming. They stood majestic and solemnly. It seemed that Huang Junming was the main general who led them to the battlefield. As generals, they were all proud to be able to participate in a war.

Not long after Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde stood still, the drum sound of Huang Junming changed again. At this time, the drum sound was a bit like the drum sound when the general was just promoted to the tent. It was faster, faster, continuous, without stopping. The whole momentum suddenly became fiercely urgent. It seemed that the two armies were about to meet in close combat. The Yangqin among the palace musicians sounded at the right time. Whenever Huang Junming hit the drum hard, the Yangqin pulled the lingering sound very long. It was like weapons connecting and colliding with violent sparks. At this time, Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde didn't care that they were in the hall at this time, and they grabbed the weapons and started to practice each other. The sounds of drums, the sounds of the Yangqin and the weapons collided with each other, and the sounds mixed with each other, which were grand and inspiring. It was the fierce moment of the two armies' struggle.

Suddenly, Huang Junming's drum sound became more rapid, and with the drum sound, the battle between Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde gradually became ***. Just when Yuchi Jingde's defeat first appeared, Huang Junming seemed to have eyes behind him. The drum sound slowly slowed down. With a "date!", Yuchi Jingde's sword was picked up to the ground by Cheng Yaojin's long spear. Huang Junming's drum sound was also paused. After slowly beating a few heavy hammers, the drum sound slowly slowed down. At this time, Huang Junming shouted again: "Roll the gong!"

The palace musicians became busy with each other. In an instant, the horns of recruiting troops were frequently played, and the gongs and drums were played in full swing. They returned victoriously!

At this time, Huang Junming chanted again: "The angry hair was rushing to the crown, and the rain stopped on the railing. Looking up at the sky, the long roar of awesomeness, the awesomeness was fierce. Thirty fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait, the young man's head was white, and the sorrow was still gone. The shame of Bingzhou has not yet been achievable; when will the hatred of the ministers be destroyed? Drive a long cart and step through the Helan Mountains. Ambition is hungry to eat the meat of the barbarians, laugh at the thirst and drink the blood of the Huns. Wait for the beginning to turn away, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky!"

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