Let alone six hundred years ago, there was a group of Tu people in the barbarian land of Southeast Asia.

Even experienced modern people may be scared to death when they hear Gu Xiaobai's "Bell Farewell Song".

What kind of alien black technology is this! What kind of magical magic is this!

The soldiers of the King of the West who were present had no idea what was happening. They only saw golden lights flying down from the sky one after another. Under each golden light, someone must die.

As Zhongjun, it was Gu Xiaobai who was tricked by the system in the Ming Dynasty.

In this set of "The Hundred Bells", even the smallest bell weighs dozens of kilograms.

This kind of weight, falling down at this speed...

The picture was too beautiful to look at.

The passionate and heavy bell rang, and nearly a hundred people fell into a pool of blood.

Gu Xiaobai couldn't tell who attacked his friends, so he simply used their equipment to identify them.

As long as they look like the Ming Dynasty standard, they will be killed without mercy!

Otherwise, it is not enough to appease Lord Zhong’s anger!

When the song ended and the bells gradually stopped ringing, Gu Xiaobai turned around and looked at Xiwang Ma'er Baxie, and said with a smile: "What do you think of this song "Send the Bell off"? Are you satisfied with it?"

"I...I..." Xiwang Ma'er Baxie was so frightened that he peed, "Please, stop playing, stop playing, I'm satisfied, I'm satisfied..."

This elder, please quickly collect your magical powers!

Zheng He stood up and said: "Then we won't disturb King Xi. We will come back to visit in a few days..."

As soon as Ma'er Baxie remembered, he was frightened and fell down again. Why are you still coming?

With that said, Zheng He stretched out his hand, took Gu Xiaobai's hand, turned and left.

King Xi was so frightened that he almost came out now. What, he still wants to visit?

If you come to visit me again, there will be nothing left of my army!

As soon as Gu Xiaobai and Zheng He left, he immediately sent people to Nanjing of the Ming Dynasty to apologize to the Ming court. At the same time, he also went to the treasure ship in person to kowtow and apologize.

"Here are 10 pearls, two giant elephants, a pair of white deer, and ten elephant servants... They are presented to the envoy to express my feelings..." King Maherba of the West was extremely humble, "The little king has prepared a banquet.

I also ask the two adults to show their respect..."

Zheng He glanced at Gu Xiaobai and could tell what he was thinking.

Could it be that this is the Hongmen Banquet?

However, he dares?

The two people got off the boat, rode on the elephant, and were greeted respectfully all the way to the military camp of the Western King Maho Baxie. Everywhere they went, the soldiers knelt down and worshiped. The treatment was completely different from the last time.

There is no way, even the King of the West has knelt down, let alone these ordinary soldiers. At this time, as long as he can save his life!

Sure enough, King Xi prepared a sumptuous banquet. During the banquet, King Xi flattered Gu Xiaobai and said, "I heard that Mr. Zhong Jun likes music. I ordered the musicians to imitate Mr. Zhong Jun's performance, rehearsed the program, and asked Mr. Zhong Jun to correct me."

The King of the West waved his hand, and a group of people came in carrying harps, gongs, drums, gongs, and bells and cauldrons, and set up their positions. Another group of dancers came in, singing and dancing.

The tinkling, dong-dong percussion sound sounded, and Gu Xiaobai found it quite interesting. Sure enough, there was a bit of a resemblance, and he nodded slightly.

Seeing Gu Xiaobai's expression, King Xi breathed a sigh of relief. He finally did what he wanted and coaxed the God of Death. If he felt dissatisfied, he had to stand up and play the piano to cheer him up...

Others play the piano for money, but he plays the piano for life!

Moreover, it is really fatal!

I only have so many soldiers, wow, wow, how many more times can I let him play!

…

In a theater in Semarang, Gu Xiaobai sat next to two middle-aged people and watched a local folk music performance.

These two middle-aged men, one surnamed Ma and the other Jiang, are both local Chinese and are the president and vice president of the Sanbao Foundation.

It is said that according to the research of historians, Chairman Ma's ancestors have already come here in the pre-Qin era, and the ancestors of Chairman Jiang can be traced back to the Western Han Dynasty.

To this day, the appearance of the two people is still very different from that of the local Tu people. Perhaps they have been intermarrying with Chinese in the past generations and still have Yanhuang blood.

They were very excited about Gu Xiaobai's arrival, arranged many visits, accompanied him throughout the whole process, and treated him meticulously.

At this time, the band on the stage was playing celesta, gongs and drums, etc. Chairman Ma explained: "This is the most important folk music in Indonesia, gamelan. gamen, game (game) means to strike, and n is

The noun means percussion..."

Next to it, President Jiang added: "According to the research of historians, many musical instruments in Gamelan can be traced back to the 7th century AD. However, Gamelan was actually formed in the 15th century, which is more than 500 years ago.

It’s history. How it was formed is unknown now, but both the court and the people love gamelan very much. To this day, gamelan bands are very popular in Indonesia, and almost everyone will join a gamelan band. Now

What is played on the stage is the most historical ancient gamelan music, which is very Indonesian in style..."

Then, he heard Gu Xiaobai say: "It was more than six hundred years ago, 1406."

"What?" President Jiang didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing." Gu Xiaobai grinned, closed his eyes, and listened quietly to the tinkling sound. Six hundred years of time seemed to converge at this moment...

President Ma and President Jiang looked at each other across Gu Xiaobai, feeling a little baffled.

It is said that in addition to being a physicist and musician, Gu Xiaobai is also a talented historian. Could it be that he also studies gamelan?

Of course they don't know how Gu Xiaobai feels at this moment.

Six hundred years ago, the Western King stationed thousands of his troops here, defeated the Eastern King, and unified the island of Java. However, it did not prosper and became a colony that was randomly divided up by various powers.

Six hundred years later, I came to the same place again. It was a theater, but the same music was still playing.

Six hundred years of intertwining time and space make people laugh and laugh, but they are also filled with melancholy.

When the song ended, the actors on the stage stood up and bowed to the audience.

Six hundred years ago, dozens of musicians and dancers looked at Gu Xiaobai tremblingly, fearing that Gu Xiaobai would be dissatisfied.

King Xi also looked at Gu Xiaobai pitifully, fearing that he would start playing the piano if he disagreed.

"Pa bang bang bang..." Gu Xiaobai clapped softly, and in an instant, the whole audience burst into thunderous applause.

After coming out of the theater, President Ma said: "Xiao Bai, should we go to Sanbao Cave next?"

"Sambo Cave?" Gu Xiaobai was stunned.

"It is said that when Zheng He's fleet arrived, his deputy Wang Jinghong was seriously ill. Zheng He led his troops ashore and found a cave for shelter. He left some followers, some medicine, food and a boat to send Wang Jinghong

He was placed in the cave to recuperate, and then continued sailing. After Wang Jinghong recovered from his illness, he led his followers to cultivate and build houses, and intermarried with local women. Later, after his death, he was buried here, and today's Semarang became the harbor. The harbor where Zheng He landed at that time,

Also named Sanbao Port..."

Gu Xiaobai looked confused. When did Uncle Hong die here? There are obviously six more voyages to come, and Uncle Hong is a eunuch, so how can it be possible to intermarry and have children, but it is possible for a follower to marry and have children...

Besides, with the construction power of the Ming Dynasty, how can it be used to shelter in a cave, with a navy of more than 20,000 people, and so many skilled craftsmen, a town can be built in minutes? Do you think the Chinese really only have the talent for farming?

?Infrastructure talent should also be in your bones, okay?

He always felt that this story had the feeling of the emperor's golden pole, so he shook his head and said: "Forget it, let's go there when we have time in the future."

President Ma and President Jiang were a little disappointed, and thought Gu Xiaobai was strange.

As the most famous scenic spot in Semarang, almost all Chinese people will go to Sanbao Cave to worship first, but Gu Xiaobai did not even go.

Could it be that Xiaobai doesn't like Zheng He?

Of course they didn't know what Gu Xiaobai was thinking.

If Uncle Sanbao knew that he was going to worship him at the temple, he would probably complain: "Uncle Sanbao, I'm not dead yet! Why are you so anxious!"

Gu Xiaobai stayed in Semarang for a few days, participated in several local Chinese activities, and even served as a judge for a Chinese song competition. The presidents of the two committees were crazy with joy. They had held such activities before.

, but it has never had such a big influence. The popularity on the Internet remains high, and various sponsorships and donations have come one after another.

At this moment, Gu Xiaobai received a call.

The call was from Mr. Zou.

"Xiao Bai, I'm calling on behalf of the Southeast Historical Association. We want to hire the Zhongjun to assist in salvaging a sunken ship..." Mr. Zou was still a little embarrassed when he called, "I know you are very busy now.

There are various studies to be done, but this ship is very important and may change our research on China's maritime history. However, if we want to salvage it, a lot of seabed exploration is still needed. I consulted people in the industry and they said

The Zhongjun is the best acoustic experimental ship in the country. I wonder if you can spare some time..."

Mr. Zou's voice was a little weak. On the other side of the phone, several old men with gray beards also looked at Mr. Zou eagerly, fearing that Gu Xiaobai on the other side of the phone would not give Mr. Zou face.

There is no way, although everyone knows that Gu Xiaobai is Mr. Zou's disciple.

But for Xiaobai, physics is his first wife, music is his concubine, and history is at most a dowry maid, with no status and no chance to be on the stage.

Several elderly people who were over three hundred years old together looked humble even when they breathed.

Then they heard Gu Xiaobai say: "Okay, where is this ship?"

Hearing Gu Xiaobai's neat agreement, Mr. Zou was a little uneasy: "It won't delay your research."

"No delay, it doesn't matter." Gu Xiaobai geared up.

It just so happens that before digging up your own three sunken ships, let's dig up another one to practice!

Only then did Mr. Zou report the coordinates. When he heard the coordinates reported by Mr. Zou, Gu Xiaobai immediately understood. No wonder they sounded a little anxious.

The place where this sunken ship is located is where the oil and gas fields and seabed mineral deposits in the South China Sea are located. If it is not excavated in time, it may affect the development strategy of the South China Sea and may even damage cultural relics due to development.
Chapter completed!