The First Family of Tang Dynasty

At this moment, Li Shimin and Li Jing were standing under the eaves outside the house, looking at the crowds that were still crowded together.

Listening to the loud clamor and laughter coming from there, Li Shimin shook his head with a toothache.

"Your Majesty, although Kong Jijiu is very knowledgeable, but it's a lot, hehe..."

Li Jing stroked his long beard and said with an emotionless face.

Li Shimin sighed softly and nodded in agreement. Back at home, Cheng Chubi began to write hard, of course not behind closed doors, but to come up with those songs in his mind that were suitable for smokey voices.

Especially the classic song "The First Snow in the Fifteen Years of Zhenguan" had to be sorted out for him.

The vicissitudes of life, the long hair that is disheveled, with a guitar, and a leatherette jacket full of copper studs, get him a nose ring, ear studs? Well……

The last few things are still deleted, I want to let Brother Jun be decadent and vicissitudes of life, not to let him engage in heavy metal punk style.

Cheng Chubi felt that if the latter few things were done, it might not only be Mr. Fang who wanted to pick up a big stick to make Brother Jun change his ways.

He might have to kill him to seek justice.

Now that the name has been changed, of course the lyrics inside have to be changed.

Otherwise, "the No. 2 car parked on the eighth floor." As soon as this lyric comes out, there may be a bunch of ignorant good people who will ask themselves where the eighth floor came from? What the **** is a two-way car?

After Cheng Chubi hummed the lyrics twice, he suddenly got inspiration and changed the lyrics to the lyrics that fit the flavor of this era.

Then I continued to hum and hum, I felt it was wrong and changed it, so I made drastic changes to the song "The First Snow in the Fifteen Years of Zhenguan"...

Outside the door, there were a number of Cheng's family members, all of them huddling in the corner, staring strangely at the third son who was improvising in the house at the moment.

From time to time, the third son would stop writing, close his eyes, and shake his head there, humming.

Then he shook his head again, took a pen and made gestures on the paper, and then repeated humming.

"What's wrong with the third son, I'm happy, why did you three accompany the son? Why did you become so rambunctious when you returned to the mansion?"

"Our third son is going to teach the second son of Fang to sing, and we want to let the second son of the house be a wandering singer."

"..."

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In Fang's house, in Fang Erlang's small yard, Cheng Chubi took two chopsticks and looked at Brother Jun who was a little nervous in front of him with a serious expression.

As for Li Ke, he sat on the side sipping tea and watching the play.

"This song, but I'm for you, bah... I wrote it specially so that you and your future wife can have a wonderful meeting."

"But the musical instruments are still being made and used, so now I will teach you to sing first, and I will teach you how to play the musical instruments later."

Li Ke took a sip of the tea soup and complied happily.

"That musical instrument is called Cheng's Pipa, but your brother Chubi specially invented the perforated and plucked musical instrument for this piece. You should cherish this opportunity."

Fang Jun looked at Brother Wei De, who was enjoying the misfortune, and then glanced at Brother Chu Bi, who had a very serious expression in front of him.

Helplessly nodded. "Brother Lao Chubi, I will definitely learn to sing with you seriously, little brother."

"Well, it's almost the same. I'll sing it from the beginning to the end so you can listen to the taste, and then I'll teach you again."

Cheng Chubi's two chopsticks began to tap on the table, and with a sense of rhythm, he began to sing.

Gu Xian

"The first snow in the fifteenth year of Zhenguan came later than before..."

"..." The two stunned young men were dumbfounded.

"The two-wheeled carriage parked in front of the Suzaku Gate took away the last yellow leaf that fell..."

"..." The two stunned young men were dumbfounded.

"The first snow in the fifteenth year of Zhenguan is the unforgettable complex of staying on Suzaku Street..."

"???" The expressions of the two stunned young men began to distort. Forget the two-wheeled carriage in front of the Suzaku gate, what the **** is the meaning of the unforgettable complex on Suzaku Street?

That is the royal way that the Great Tang Emperor of Te Niang walks, okay? Brother Chubi, what are you doing? Are you trying to create our old Li family?

"Stop it! Brother Chubi, this, what kind of song is this? It's just that your tune is weird. There's no problem with the lyrics being straightforward.

But can you not put in the lyrics of the Royal Road Suzaku Street, which can only be walked by my grandfather or my father? "

"Ah, this... mistakes and mistakes, I'll change it now, since it can't be Suzaku Street, then just come to a street.

Well, then the Hanguang Street in front of Hanguang Gate, I also changed the previous lyrics to the two-wheeled carriage in front of Hanguang Gate. "

"Brother Chubi, can you write the lyrics more, um, more elegant, too straightforward and not suitable?"

"What's wrong with being honest? Be honest, doesn't it just fit Brother Jun's style of abandoning literature and practicing martial arts?"

Cheng Chubi glared at Li Ke unwillingly. As long as you talk a lot, who made this song the most suitable for Yan's voice?

Only the smoke voice can express the vicissitudes and desolation in it calmly.

Of course, there are several other songs besides this one, such as the one "It Doesn't Matter".

But the problem is that the lyrics of the song, Cheng Chubi has nowhere to revise, after all, he is not a creative singer.

Fortunately, Fang Jun is a smoky voice singer, not a squeaky voice singer, otherwise I can only make the song "Love If You Die" for him.

"Okay, now follow my rhythm. I sing a sentence, you repeat it..."

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After hearing Brother Chubi sing the first sentence, Fang Jun closed his eyes, tried his best to suppress his sense of shame, and sang loudly.

"The first snow in the fifteenth year of Zhenguan..."

Just the first sentence ~www.readwn.com~ gave Li Ke goosebumps all over his body, of course not the kind of goosebumps that appear when he is frightened.

It's the kind of goosebumps caused by hearing a song that hits the soul directly, so that it can be heard to the extreme.

Cheng Chubi also stared blankly at Fang *Daolang* Chubi, who really didn't think of it, why Yansheng sang such a song, it made the scalp numb.

And although his voice is also very distinctive, it is upright, loud and passionate.

But it just couldn't sing the smell of smoke.

After Fang Jun finished singing this sentence, he saw Brother Chubi and Brother Weide, both of them staring at him with a look of shock and envy, as if he was a sinner.

Fang Jun, who was watching the chrysanthemum tightly, couldn't help but move his **** back, barely showing a smile.

"Two brothers, what are you trying to do, little brother, am I not good at singing?"