Qin Huaiyu and Erniu were frightened by the scene of thousands of people applauding at the same time in the audience, especially Li Yuan stood up and took the lead in applause, which scared them so much that they almost knelt down and returned the salute. However, after feeling Wang Ye's eyes, he obediently finished singing the rest.

Everyone stood and finished listening to this song "Loyalty for the Country", including Li Yuan in the first row and a group of ministers.

After the song ended, Li Yuan shouted with unsatisfactory words: "Huaiyu and Chumo are both good things, reward them, reward them more!"

Wang Ye hurried onto the stage with goosebumps all over his body. He wanted to pull the two of them together, but he saw that Qin Huaiyu and Erniu had already run to Li Yuan to thank him.

"Haha, how about it? Does this song "Loyalty for the Country" sing your voice? Is it so nice?" Wang Ye asked with a smile, looking at the enthusiastic audience in the audience.

The King of Qi Li Yuanji, who was sitting next to Li Yuan, and Yuchi Jingde, who was next to Qin Qiong, all echoed: "Good songs, good lyrics, good sounds, let's have another song."

"Yes, another song."

"Come again, come again..."

For a moment, the crowd was in high spirits, and Wang Ye reached out to press down and said, "The party has just begun. Do you just want to listen to music?"

Some villagers shouted: "Don't keep it a secret, please start the next show quickly!"

Wang also likes someone to interact and smiles and says, "The next program is what I thought of when I accidentally saw Zhang Lao Lai and the others singing and dancing. After hearing that General Li Xiaogong won the battle, they beat bamboo sticks to celebrate the victory. Although the instruments were simple, the rhythm was strong. When I saw the earrings, I provided musical instruments to help them practice. For today, Zhang Lao Lai and more than a dozen villagers practiced day and night for more than ten days. I guess many villagers here were disturbed by the sounds from the mountains, right?"

There was a burst of laughter from the audience. Some villagers who knew Zhang Laolai even joked about him. After all, they looked up and saw him. More than a dozen veterans were not in production every day, and they hid mysteriously in the mountains to make noise, which made them very scolded.

Li Yuan and others were curious, not knowing what the program was behind Jingzhong's service to the country. Judging from what Wang Ye said, it seemed that this program was performed by the villagers of Zhangjiagou.

Seeing that the atmosphere was OK, Wang Ye shouted: "Next, let us invite the prosperous Tang Dynasty waist drum team led by Zhang Lao Lai with warm applause. They will perform a program for everyone: "The prosperous Tang Dynasty waist drum."

After saying that, several villagers were carrying a wooden rack to the stage, and behind them was Zhang Laolai holding a big drum. With the help of the villagers, he placed the big drum on the wooden rack. The drum was very similar to the war drum. Many generals and soldiers under the stage looked curiously at the movements of the people on the stage.

Zhang Shisan and Zhang Shisi each took a strange black stick and placed it on both sides of the stage. They fixed the microphone on it, facing the center of the stage, and then turned around and stepped down from the stage.

At this time, more than a dozen veterans wearing white training suits also came up. They had red scarves on their heads and a strange-shaped drum tied with a long red cloth around their waists. More than a dozen people divided into two rows and stood on the stage, holding two small wooden sticks in their left and right hands, posing in a strange horse stance, and their eyes were all looking at Zhang Laolai.
Chapter completed!