"Spring sorrow is too busy. The wind and clouds are unsuccessful, and the book and sword float in all directions. If you don't feel that you are on the Yellow River, how can you not like a bad boy! ”

"How can you stop the water from blooming when there is so much sorrow? Teach this "Mulan Words" to Huan Lang. That Mulan is melancholy, and she is only wearing red makeup in troubled times. ”

"The moth eyebrows are frowning every day, and the song is not high, and the song is not far away! The little red lady helped me into the big Buddha hall and asked how do you tell me to spend Fangchun? ”

Jia Cong returned to the Thousand Households from the old mansion of Rongguo Mansion, and after explaining some matters about leaving early tomorrow morning, he returned to the inner house.

Still on the verandah, I heard the sound of "babbling" singing from the main hall.

Jia Cong is not a newcomer in this era, so he can naturally hear that it is the song of Cui Yingying and Zhang Sheng meeting in "The Legend of the West Chamber".

This is a play that can only be watched by adults, if it is at home, Mother Jia, Mrs. Wang, Aunt Xue, etc. will never let the girls in the family see it.

It can be seen that the emperor is far away now, listening to the faintly excited applause inside, it is really enjoyable!

"The moonlight dissolves into the night, and the flowers are lonely in spring. How to come to the soul? I don't see the people in the moon. ”

"Lan Boudoir is deeply lonely, and she has no plan to spend her spring. Those who are expected to chant should sigh with pity. ”

When Jia Cong entered the door, she saw Qingxi and her maid Cai'er singing in the hall.

Moreover, Qingxi is still Kunsheng.

In this era, the female relatives of the big family are not allowed to go to the church, and the men in the troupe are naturally impossible to enter the inner house.

Therefore, many families with family backgrounds will specialize in raising some opera troupes, such as the twelve junior officials in the Grand View Garden later.

Although they are all girls, there are people who are in charge of men's plays, and the woman who dresses as a man is Kunsheng.

But Qingxi has always had a temperament as cold as a snow-capped ice lotus, and he can pretend to be a man? Shouldn't she play Da Tsing Yi......

But I have to admit that Qingxi, who is dressed as a man, is really handsome and extraordinary!

It's no wonder that in this industry, there are often false and fake phoenixes.

Seeing Jia Cong enter the door, Qingxi and Cai'er stopped, and Cai'er even looked at Jia Cong a little nervously and even defensively.

This made Jia Cong a little puzzled, and waved his hand and said, "Go on, sing very well." ”

and asked Baochai and the others to sit down.

Baochai smiled and said: "You can't sing it, it's spread to the capital, we have a lot of it." ”

Jia Cong said: "Am I a man with a long tongue?" ”

A group of girls laughed, Jia Cong saw it, and smiled: ""I can't sing "West Chamber", I can't spoil your Xing'er, in this way, I'll write a simple little song and sing it for you to be stubborn on weekdays, okay?" ”

This is too surprising, not to mention Baochai, Ping'er and other family members, even Qingxi's eyes lit up, and his eyes were always cold, and he looked at Jia Cong with a slight eagerness.

Without Jia Cong's instructions, Qingwen, Xiaohong, and Chunyan ran to fetch the four treasures of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and study.

A group of girls were quite excited to study the ink and lay the paper, Jia Cong stepped forward, and after brewing for a while, he dipped the pen in the ink and wrote on the paper......

Baochai consciously stood on the left, looking at the words written by Jia Cong, his eyes were dazzling.

The other girls were literate, but they were literate.

Ping'er next to her was the most qualified to stand, but she didn't go, but instead gestured to the poetry and writing.

If it was a side matter, Qingxi would naturally not come forward abruptly offside, but Jia Cong's Mobao was really one of the most exciting things in the world, and it was difficult for her to refuse.

After silently thanking Ping'er, Qingxi stepped forward to the right behind Jia Cong under the gaze of everyone, kept a distance of one foot from Jia Cong, and watched with his eyes.

I saw Jia Cong write:

"Pear blossoms bloom, spring brings rain

The pear blossoms fall, and the spring enters the mud

This life is only for one person

He is also infatuated with the king's love, and he is also infatuated with love

It's hard to give up on being beautiful

Long hatred for a thousand years

……”

In all fairness, this piece of music is not to mention compared with "The Legend of the West Chamber", even if it is written by any sour show, it cannot be compared with the literary style.

Simple and straightforward.

However, it is such a simple and straightforward text, but it writes the deep affection between Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei, the ancestor of Liyuan!

This life is only for one person, and I hate a song of eternal thoughts!

This kind of sad love is more touching than beautiful words.

Baochai and Qingxi, the two most knowledgeable girls, watched it over and over again, and their eyes were red.

Jia Cong's calligraphy and painting garden is beautiful and elegant, plain and simple, and his calligraphy style is partial and elegant, ethereal, abundant and unique, and the clouds are rolling and comfortable, such as the breeze blowing.

Coupled with Jia Cong's handsome indifferent description comparable to Qingxi, who is dressed as a man, Ping'er, Qingwen and other girls who are watching from the sidelines, Xu can only think of a word that he heard that day because he still has little reading:

Childe is unparalleled in the world!

Jia Cong finally wrote "Two Yellow and Four Flat Tunes" on a piece of paper, and then put away the pen.

Turning his head to look at the second daughter who was moving behind him, he smiled lightly, but handed the note to Cai'er, who was singing Tsing Yi, and said, "Try singing, it's very simple." ”

Cai'er took it after looking at her young lady, only glanced at it, chuckled, and then sang:

"Pear blossoms bloom, spring brings rain.

The pear blossoms fall, and the spring enters the mud.

This life is only for one person

……”

After singing a song, a room full of girls are crazy.

Jia Cong walked up to Ping'er, saw her with tears in her eyes, and asked quietly, "Does your stomach still hurt?" ”

Ping'er's originally moved pretty face turned red for a moment, and she glanced at Jia Cong and stayed away a few steps.

It's just a matter of asking in private, but there are so many people here, even if they are girls except Jia Cong, it's shameful enough to ask such a question.

Xiao Jiao'er was not afraid of shame, and jumped over with the pink-carved Fang Fang Yuanyuan, grinning and showing his small teeth, and said with a smile: "My sisters also sang ...... just now."

"Damn little hoof, shut up!"

Qingwen stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Jiao'er's face and made a grimace.

Xiaojiao'er looked at her flatteringly, Qingwen had a knife mouth and a tofu heart, and she couldn't help herself when she saw it like this, so she let go of her hand and scolded: "The bad little hooves will come to this set!" ”

On the side, Xiaohong and Chunyan laughed and sighed, and they stepped forward to hug Xiaojiaoer for a while!

Xiao Jiao'er didn't resist at all, and giggled.

The lively scene, even the incompatible Qingxi who was standing on the side, had a warm color in his eyes.

Jia Cong ignored the "bullying" incident between the maids, anyway, Xiaojiaoer was very useful.

After finding a chair and sitting down, he smiled and said, "Who should have sung it, and who hasn't sung yet?" ”

Although there is no KTV in this era, there has been music since human society, but the music at this time is mainly music.

In the Han Dynasty, all kinds of Yuefu poems, put on the music cards in the Book of Music, it is the best music.

Of course, now is not the time of the Han, Tang and Song dynasties, and operas with wonderful plots are more popular.

In the book "Dream of Red Mansions", when Shou Yi and Hong Qunfang had a night banquet, after eating, even the most calm and serious attacker sang a small tune.

It can be seen that in this era, there is also entertainment.

But everyone hasn't eaten or drunk at this time, where is they willing to sing?

Seeing Jia Cong's "ridicule", Qingwen was angry, and stomped her feet and said, "You come first!" ”

Originally, everyone didn't care, but Jia Cong nodded happily and said, "Okay." ”

Then seven or eight pairs of eyes looked at Jia Cong with a "swish", and their eyes were even faintly frightened!

Only Xiao Jiao'er pulled Fang Fang Yuanyuan to jump and cheered: "Okay, good!" ”

Jia Cong was not ashamed at all, and said with a hearty smile: "I'll sing "Water Tune Song Head". ”

"Really singing?"

Baochai asked worriedly.

In this era of male supremacy, it's not that there are no men singing songs, but that's all things like advocating excellence.

The best is also a piece of film.

Ordinary men want to liven up the atmosphere, at most they can only tell a joke, for example, Jia Yu and Jia Zheng in the Red Chamber told Jia's mother.

But they didn't sing it, because it was disrespectful.

Jia Cong lowered his eyes, and the sadness and sorrow in his eyes did not make people look at it.

Today is his mother's birthday in his previous life.

When is Mingyue, it is her favorite song......

"When will the bright moon have ......?"

"Ask the ...... for wine"

"I don't know the ...... of the Heavenly Palace"

"What year is this ......?"

……

After singing a song, I raised my eyes and saw inexplicable faces of surprise.

The longing and sadness in Jia Cong's eyes had long since disappeared, and he looked at the girls with a smile and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

A group of people woke up and clapped their hands enthusiastically!

Baochai smiled excitedly: "This is not "Water Tune"! That's good! ”

In ancient songwriting, most of them were "word selection and soundtrack", and later the beautiful tunes were screened and retained, and new words were filled in according to the rhythm of the original words and tunes.

The head of the song is the name of the word brand, which is derived from the water tune.

The water tune music has been sung for a long time as early as the Tang Dynasty, and after Jia Cong's song "Water Tune Song Head, When Will the Bright Moon Exist" came out, the Qinglou painting boats all over the world were composed with water tunes.

Although it is also good, it is far less fresh than what Jia Cong sings.

Even Ping'er sighed: "I really want to hear it again." ”

Jia Cong smiled, looked at Qingxi, and said, "Miss Qingxi, let's sing, my voice is too low, it's not good." ”

Qingwen suspected: "Just once, she may not remember ......"

Ping'er smiled: "Are you the one who is the other?" You don't have to worry about your literacy. Miss Bao praised Miss Qingxi's knowledge, and she remembered it after listening to it once. ”

Jia Cong saw it and said with a smile: "She can't remember that I will sing it to you again." ”

Ping'er pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Qingxi.

Qingxi nodded and said, "Remember the same." After glancing at Jia Cong again, he opened his mouth lightly and sang again.

She does sing much better than Jia Cong, maybe she is more fairy, so her voice is also very ethereal.

When Jia Cong sang, there were expressions of surprise on the faces of the people around him.

But after Qingxi finished singing, except for Jia Cong, almost everyone burst into tears without knowing it, including Qingxi himself......

Here is mostly detachment from others, full of hatred and suffering.

Although I know that "there should be no hatred, this matter is difficult to complete", but how can there be no hatred?

At the end of the song, the audience sighed.

Jia Cong was the first to applaud, but he failed to take the lead.

The girl's mood is easy to let go and uncomfortable, and even Baochai only bows her head and wipes her tears with an embroidered handkerchief.

Qingxi seemed to be the first to clean up her mood, but after staring directly at Jia Cong and curtling her knees, she led the girl Cai'er away.

Jia Cong didn't get up, nodded and watched her go away.

Outside, a bright moon rose in the night sky, and the moonlight was shining.

This month has shone on the ancients, but I don't know if it can shine on the future......

……