Chapter 69: The War of Qing Lou (Part 2)

  Ten people were slandering and vilifying each other, spitting out saliva and exposing each other's old bottoms. At first, it was only concentrated among a few thick-skinned people like Yun Yit and Yun Jie, but soon the poison spread and even Yun Zhong, who was drinking with them for the first time, couldn't escape. He was accused by Yun Yit of secretly drinking a small pot of wine when he was nine years old, getting drunk, and then cuddling in the arms of a big servant girl for an entire afternoon. This group of shameless people were extremely exaggerated in their comments, saying that Young Master Yun Zhong was indeed a young master, knowing how to appreciate the scenery in girls' arms at the age of nine. They made Yun Zhong extremely embarrassed, and he repeatedly explained that it was hard to say whether this had actually happened, and that he had no memory of it at all. However, it was clear that these people would not believe him, and in the end, they confirmed the great historical conclusion that Yun Zhong was a lecher from a young age with a vote of nine to one.

  Yun Cong saw that this group of people was gradually showing signs of sliding below the moral bottom line, and estimated that after a while, all sorts of jokes would be made. Yun Cong still remembered that he was now a young marshal, and couldn't afford to lose his principles just to get along with them. Moreover, as a person, he basically belonged to the introverted type, and at most, he would only be a bit more flirtatious in front of beautiful women, but compared to this group of men, he was still a relatively reserved person.

  "Hey! Everyone, quiet down! Quiet down!" Yun Zheng slapped the table and shouted, seeing everyone staring at him in a daze. He continued loudly: "We're here to drink, not to fool around endlessly! Each of you is a general of our great Wei dynasty, not some street thug! We can't just get drunk and behave like those people! I suggest we all sing military songs together!"

  "Sing military songs?" A group of somewhat dizzy people paused for a moment, each narrowing their drunken eyes to look at one another. Xu Shao Yang was the first to shout: "Great! We're all from military families, singing military songs is the best! Come on, who'll start?"

  Those who have drunk are easily excited, and Xu Shao-yang responded to this. The scum immediately reacted and Yun Ji roared: "I'll sing... Isn't it said that there is no clothes? Same robe as you..."

  Yun Cong listened, stunned, so this is the military song of Da Wei? Then suddenly realized, damn it, I was indeed confused, this is not a later generation, what special military song! Talking about singing military songs can only sing this "Qin Feng - No Clothes".

  "Is it said that I have no clothes? I share the same cloak with you. The king is going to raise an army, sharpen my spear and halberd. I share the same enemy with you!" Someone slammed the table and shouted.

  Another stood up, stamping his feet in rhythm and singing: "Is it said that I have no clothes? I share the same lot with you. The king is about to start a campaign, sharpen my spear! Let's work together!"

  "Is it said I have no clothes? I share a cloak with you. The king is about to raise an army, repair my armor and weapons. Let's go together!"

  Although Yun Cong was somewhat unfamiliar with this tone, he could see a group of rascals suddenly turn into a group of spirited and heroic young men, which made him feel quite accomplished - wasn't it all thanks to his own suggestions? Heh heh.

  After finishing a song of "No Clothes", the atmosphere in the package suddenly became much more majestic, and Yunzheng was quite satisfied. This is a gathering between a group of young high-ranking generals, how can it be like a group of hooligans?

  "Less... less handsome! I heard that this time, you went to Luoyang and got a title of Imperially Commissioned Literary Prodigy?" Yun Yi asked with reddened eyes.

  "Ah, yes, it's true." Yun Cong surprisingly still spoke clearly.

  "Stop it!" Xú Shào Yáng suddenly interjected: "Just now when we weren't singing, I hadn't thought of it, but our Young Marshal is actually a master of music!"

  When these words came out, Yun Xi suddenly burst into laughter: "Yan Yi, your flattery is too much! If you want to say that the young master's martial arts... hmm, just say that his martial arts are matchless, that still has some basis. But you said that the young master is a music master, isn't this obviously nonsense? The young master also grew up with us, when did he understand anything about music?"

  Xu Shao Yang shook his head: "Chang Liu, you don't know about this? I also find it strange, and at first, I didn't quite believe it. But the news has already spread throughout Luoyang, so we can't help but believe it. It's said that Young Marshal sang a deeply emotional 'Shuang Fei' in front of Prince Yueyang, the 13th Princess, Shen Zhuo, Qin Xuan, and Miss Qin Mu Lian at the Luoyang Poetry Society. And Shen Zhuo even praised Young Marshal on the spot, saying he can already establish his own school! What do you think? Isn't this a master of music?"

  Yun Xi and Yun Ji, the two brothers, had gone out with Yun Zhong's troops and were unaware of this news. When they suddenly heard it in Yanjing, they were stunned, their eyes wide with shock. The others, however, seemed to have already known about this news, nodding one after another as if they were all-knowing gods.

  "Since General Zhao is a master, he should at least show us some skills. What do you all think?" Yun Yi suddenly had an idea.

  "Alright, alright, time to show off!"

  "It's about time! Young Marshal, hurry up and come out with one!"

  "Come on, Master, show us your skills!"

  A scumbag is a scumbag and will never become a hero just because he sang a military song. Yun Zheng felt deeply moved at this moment.

  "Stop arguing, it's just singing a song, isn't it? Is singing really that difficult for me? Alright, you guys tell me, what kind of song should I sing?" Yun Zhuang loudly declared.

  "It doesn't matter what song it is, as long as it's got momentum!"

  "It's all about having momentum, we can't afford to lose momentum, this is the consistent principle of our old Yun family."

  "That's right, I want that kind of special man!"

  It seems that a group of people still have common characteristics in this regard. Yun Zheng thought for a moment, there are many songs with momentum, such as "Men Should Self-Improve" is very suitable, but Yun Zheng also plans to reserve this song for now, it will be useful later. "Loyalty and Patriotism" has other uses too, so it's not an option either. As for "Farewell My Concubine", it seems a bit inappropriate now, this song should be sung to a certain beauty, who knows what unexpected good effects it might have...

  Suddenly, Yun Cong thought of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy", a spark flashed in his mind, and he burst into song! He cleared his throat and began to sing loudly:

  "It's a man's blood, it's a man's dream, who dares to contend with me in the world? The whole world calls him a hero, how many men's feelings are all in chivalry, eliminating all injustices in the world, the importance of brotherhood is heavy. It's a man's blood, it's a man's dream, who dares to contend with me in the world? The whole world calls him a hero, how many men's feelings are all in chivalry, eliminating all injustices in the world, the importance of brotherhood is heavy...... Riding a fast horse, drawing a strong bow, my heart has a heroic passion! A thick and heavy knife, a light and agile sword, if you want to be a hero, be a great one! ......A thick and heavy knife, a light and agile sword, if you want to be a hero, be a great one!"

  Yun Cong's voice, originally slightly childish, seemed to become more sonorous as he sang along with the wine. The song he sang actually had a bit of feeling to it. As soon as he finished singing, there was a burst of applause all around him.

  "Good! Good song!"

  "Wow, Young Master, you can really sing!"

  "General, this song is great, you can't keep it to yourself, you have to teach us how to sing it, hey! The lyrics are written so boldly, riding a fast horse, drawing a strong bow, my heart has a heroic spirit of ten thousand feet! What a great song!"

  Yun Cong smiled: "Wanting to learn a song is easy, come on, each of you drink another jar of wine to toast your master!"

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