This problem, even Ye ng felt sowhat off.
You can sing it, but don’t know its na?
Fang Che said: "I really can’t recall. I just heard soone sing it, so I casually learned a part, but didn’t ask the na of the song."
"Then where did Mr. Fang learn this song?"
Jiang Shangou had a determined look to get to the bottom of the matter.
"I rember it should be in Tiandu. Last year during the Martial Arts Academy competition, I went to Tiandu and heard soone singing this song by the roadside. It was very pleasant, and the lody was great. So, I learned a few lines."
Fang Che’s face was calm.
"Tiandu?"
Jiang Shangou showed a puzzled expression and muttered: "How could anyone be singing this song in Tiandu?"
Fang Che said: "This, I’m a bit unclear. Is this song important to Senior? Or is there sothing involved that others cannot sing?"
Jiang Shangou awkwardly smiled and said: "It’s not that it can’t be sung, but this song is from hundreds of years ago. Unexpectedly, soone still knows how to sing it now. Hearing it suddenly, I can’t help feeling very emotional."
He smiled bitterly and said: "This song was spread by our boss back then, at that ti..."
His face showed a reminiscing look: "... at that ti, the brothers were about to go on a mission to the battlefield. An old acquaintance of our boss, a musician... ca to where we lived. Upon hearing that we were about to face life and death, with the uncertainty of returning, the musician was very moved and spontaneously wrote this song for us."
"Then all seven of us brothers could sing it."
Jiang Shangou said: "When we returned from that mission, we survived, but the musician had already passed away."
"This song was his final gift to us."
"Since then, it beca an exclusive song among our brothers. Not many have heard us sing it."
Fang Che couldn’t help but ask: "This song is very good, why not spread it? Spreading it would let people rember the musician’s na."
Jiang Shangou coughed and said: "There are naturally reasons why it hasn’t been spread."
"Oh..."
Given the situation, Fang Che found it inconvenient to inquire further.
Jiang Shangou looked at Fang Che’s face, saying: "My boss loves this song very much. Every ti he’s happy, when he drinks, or when he’s sad, he’ll sing this song. Even when he’s idle, he’ll sing it softly to himself."
Fang Che affird, "This song sounds great. Singing it gives a sense of montum, is heroic and masculine! Without complaints or intense emotions, it seems calm, yet it contains thunder and lightning."
"It’s a good song."
Jiang Shangou said: "My boss said the sa."
Fang Che nodded, "I see."
He replied: "If Senior wants to know how this song beca known, why not check it out in Tiandu."
Jiang Shangou was silent for a mont and said: "The seven of us brothers call ourselves Beidou Star Lords, I am the Old fourth, holding the position of Tianquan."
"So it’s the Tianquan Monarch."
Ye ng muttered.
Fang Che’s mind froze for a mont.
Tianquan Monarch.
This na is quite familiar, making him subconsciously think of ng Hejun, and ng Hejun’s father, Yao Guang Monarch ng Chuxing.
A sense of familiarity kept striking his brain.
Jiang Shangou looked at Fang Che’s face, hesitantly, unsure: "Did you think of sothing?"
His voice was very dry.
His expression was very tense.
"I seem to have heard of it, it feels familiar."
Fang Che strived to be composed, furrowing his brow: "Because when I was studying at Baiyun Martial Academy, the previous Mountain Master was called ng Hejun. Seemingly a daughter of a Monarch."
Jiang Shangou seed like he had just been splashed with cold water.
He was still unwilling to give up, looking at Fang Che inquiringly: "You’re heading ho?"
"Yes, of course, I’m going ho."
Fang Che laughed heartily: "You see, I took a break recently, so I’m taking my wife ho for a visit. Would Senior Jiang like to co as a guest?"
"Sure."
Jiang Shangou replied.
Imdiately he furrowed his brow, "I just wish I didn’t have a mission. I’ll visit after my return."
Fang Che couldn’t help rolling his eyes internally.
Inviting you as a guest was just politeness; you’re really planning to co.
"Then, you’re always welco, Senior Jiang."
"Well, since I’m always welco, where is your ho?"
This Tianquan Monarch asked quite sincerely.
He didn’t seem embarrassed at all, openly asking.
Usually, if soone lets you visit but doesn’t provide an address, it’s a sign of not being welcod. Why would one even ask?
Yet Jiang Shangou asked persistently.
And he asked seriously.
Fang Che resignedly said: "My ho is in Bibo City, Fang Family. Just inquire upon entering Bibo City, and you’ll find it."
"Bibo City, Fang Family."
Jiang Shangou silently recited.
Then, he actually feared forgetting, he carved the words with a sword on tree bark: Bibo City, Fang Family.
Then he showed it to Fang Che: "Look, is it these five characters?"
Fang Che speechlessly looked at the tree bark in front.
Is this necessary?
Pinching his nose, he said: "Yes, it’s indeed these five characters."
"That’s good."
Jiang Shangou smiled slightly and said: "I will go to Tiandu. My wife’s family is there, always waiting for our boss to settle scores. Back then, our boss said she was as fat as a pig, foolish as a donkey, short as a barrel, ugly like . My wife was very angry."
"Uh..."
Fang Che said speechlessly: "Then your boss has quite a sharp tongue... You’re impressive, not at all ugly, definitely a handso man."
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