"Yesterday in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and today in the Qin Dynasty, there were fireworks in Xianyang and dust in Luoyang; in the hundred-year-old ant nest and bee yamen, the people at the top of Kunlun were laughing..."
Xiang Ying recited ancient poems, and at this moment he could only feel this way. He was so impressed by his master's talent. Look at Montauban and Ivan's shocked and speechless looks. The one with a big mouth could even Stuff in an egg.
People in the 19th century had never seen such a panoramic display effect. Compared with people in the 21st century who have been trained by 3D film and television blockbusters, they are just a bunch of bumpkins.
A miniature version of the Kunlun Mountains was carved out of huge blocks of ice, and the visual effect was continued with continuous paintings. This was equivalent to transporting the guests from the East Palace in London to the distant China.
What exactly is China like? Now let me tell you, it is not braids and small feet, nor poverty and backwardness, but majesty and majesty!
How could China, thousands of miles away, support only villains like Manqing? Such a fertile land naturally nourishes the broad-minded Chinese people.
The breeze blew from behind the iceberg, blowing towards these guests with a cold feeling. At that moment, everyone forgot about the heat. They seemed to be on the top of the snow-capped mountains, with the cold air of thousands of years of ice flowing through their bodies.
The wind blew through the hall, blowing the thin gauze, and the painting began to flutter. Isn't this a natural animation effect? People's first feeling is that the entire painting has come alive.
The Europeans at the scene were so shocked that they were speechless. Looking at the towering paintings, looking at the endless mountains, plains, deserts and grasslands, and looking at the Chinese miracle of the Great Wall, their hearts were knocked. Hit, the soul is trembling!
Among the distinguished guests who had just stepped off the carriage and entered the banquet hall, all of them looked sluggish as soon as they entered. Some even stopped in their tracks and forgot to move forward.
"Oh my God! What is this...what are the Chinese doing? What kind of place is this!"
"Hahaha..." Xiao Letian's hearty laughter rang out in the hall, and he opened his arms to welcome these European distinguished guests.
"Kunlun Mountain! This is China's sacred mountain, the ancestor of all mountains, and the origin of the Chinese Dragon Vein!"
"Born out of the sky, in Kunlun, you can see all the spring scenery in the world. Three million jade dragons flew up, stirring up the cold weather all over the world. Summer melts, rivers overflow, and people may be like fish and turtles. Who has ever commented on the merits and deeds of thousands of years... This is Kunlun Mountain, the place where gods live!”
Europeans don't understand Chinese poetry at all, but the Chinese officials present are not laymen. Xiang Ying and others were stunned.
"The head of state...has the head of state composed a poem? Oh my God, this is the first time the head of state has written lyrics... Niannujiao is half-way!"
All the Chinese officials present were crazy with excitement. If this was not a diplomatic occasion, they would have shouted excitedly!
"He was born in Kunlun, and saw all the beauty of spring in the world... wonderful, incomparably wonderful!"
"Three million jade dragons flew up, shaking the whole sky... How majestic it is!"
"When the summer melts, the rivers overflow, people may be like fishes and turtles, and they have committed crimes for thousands of years. Who has ever commented on it... How tragic and compassionate this is!"
Xiang Ying and others were so excited that they almost shed tears. If Chinese literati come across a good poem and it is written by someone they respect the most, it will definitely move their emotions.
"Why is there only half of the tower? Head of state...is there a second half of the tower? Please stop being pretentious, we want the second half of the tower!"
"Who said that the head of state only understands Western learning? Who among those Tatars and cynics in the Qing Dynasty can write such a heroic poem! Write it down and send a telegram back to the country. Telegram back to the country!"
Europeans don’t know what these Chinese people are excited about. They can only empathize with the strong visual stimulation, but cannot appreciate the beauty of the Chinese language. But this is enough. Today’s magical banquet is destined to be unforgettable for them for a lifetime!
The time has passed seven o'clock, and there is only one last hour of countdown to the start of the banquet. There are more and more guests, and the people around the round table are getting more and more crowded. Herbal tea, sour plum soup, and exquisite sour pastries are consumed like water.
When the number of people exceeded two-thirds, the hall finally became a little noisy, and at this moment, two figures suddenly appeared from the corner of the curtain, one on the left and one on the right, each holding a guqin.
When the flowing sound of the piano sounded, all the European guests present shut their mouths. The unique melody full of oriental charm fascinated them.
The Chinese guqin emphasizes spontaneity and nature, and most of the ancient music is indifferent and lofty, which is related to the elegant character of Chinese literati.
One of the biggest features of listening to Chinese guqin is that it makes you feel at ease and calm. As long as you listen carefully, your mood will definitely calm down.
This is not European music. It focuses on rhythm, science, and stimulating the audience's emotions. Most European symphonies can get the listener excited with the rhythm.
Until later generations of rock music, heavy metal, etc., they all used rhythm to stir up people's emotions and make you excited!
These are two completely opposite routines. One makes you calm, and the other makes you excited. I can’t say which one is better and which one is worse, but it depends on where it is used.
This banquet showcases the mysterious Eastern culture, which is about creating something new and unique. Everything that Europeans have never seen before is what Xiao Letian wants to promote.
And he knows that people are very angry in the hot summer, and many enemies are holding back their anger and are about to open fire on the Chinese. At this time, it is really excellent to play some soothing Chinese ancient songs to cleanse and cleanse their souls. of.
The Chinese banquet had already been shocked by a series of surprises before it even started. Both the distinguished guests and the reporters were all impressed by Xiao Letian's generosity.
Xiao Letian not only has big ideas, he also has small tricks. Just when the reporters were desperately pressing the shutter, Jin Sanshun, the logistics manager of the mission, walked to the middle of the group of reporters with a smile and said, "Gentlemen, please come here. Come, our head of state has a gift for you all...please please!"
The reporters didn't know what was going on. They walked to the side of the hall in confusion, only to find a large roster on the table, which was the one everyone signed when they entered.
"Gentlemen, it's rare for you to come to the venue in the hot summer. Thank you for your hard work... The head of state has specially prepared some travel expenses and summer expenses for you. Please feel free to give me a small gift!"
"Where are my two friends from The Times? Please take it. A small gift is not a sign of respect!" He said and handed over the two envelopes.
The reporter took the envelope and pinched it and found something like a coin inside. He opened it and poured it into his palm. Suddenly a golden light flashed and everyone present was stunned.
It turned out that the envelope contained a large gold coin! It is a commemorative gold coin specially minted by the Chinese Central Bank. The pattern on it is actually the scene of King Shangtai offering soil.
