(Xie: Shui Shanyuan's tip)

Wang Yuan's flute playing skills were still learned in later generations, and at that time, in order to pursue a favorite girl who could play the flute, he learned to play the flute in order to have a common language. And I read a lot of books about the flute with a feverish brain, hoping that one day I can sit with that girl and taste the flute, and show off my knowledge in this area.

It's a pity that the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and the skills of the flute became more and more proficient, but the girl did not become Wang Yuan's girlfriend because she had a common hobby and a common language with Wang Yuan, but instead followed a rich second generation who drove a BMW with all five tones. Before leaving, he also issued Wang Yuan a good person card.

This incident made Wang Yuan smile bitterly, so he threw the flute into the stove where the school burned the garbage and turned it into ashes, but even so, this sad skill was retained until he was reborn here.

At this moment, holding the flute in his hand, horizontal under his lips, inhaling and exhaling slowly, the bamboo paper trembled slightly, and the melodious low voice sounded slowly.

Wang Yuan didn't understand the tune of Qingping, but when Lang Gongzi played it just now, Wang Yuan had already heard the doorway. In addition, Li Guinian said the essentials at that time, although Wang Yuan did not fully understand, but he also basically understood the basic characteristics of Li Guinian's request for this song to be peaceful and melodious. What's more, the bamboo flute in this song is only the front and back guide in the middle of the door, the requirements for the specific melody are not high, some of the notes are common in ancient and modern times, the important thing is to fit the artistic conception of this song.

Li Guinian frowned slightly at first, but as a few small syllables unfolded, his brows slowly stretched, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. The master of the instrument is the master, and he quickly found the entry point of the qin, and when Wang Yuan's flute sound stretched out, the sound of the qin sounded just right.

The sound of the piano sounded brightly, and after counting the strings, a beautiful voice sounded from Li Guinian's mouth, which was Qingyue's soothing singing.

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. If it weren't for the jade mountain, I would meet the moon in Yaotai......"

After the first section, the sound of the bamboo flute slowly joined, and after the melodious and graceful whirlwind, it slowly disappeared again, and the song began again.

"A branch of red dew condenses incense, and the clouds and rain Wushan break the intestines in vain. By asking who in the Han Palace is like, poor Feiyan leans on new makeup. Famous flowers love each other, and the king looks at it with a smile. Explain the infinite hatred of the spring breeze, and the north of the Agarwood Pavilion leans on the threshold pole. ”

The sound of the bamboo flute starts, the sound of the piano is low, one high and one low, slowly entangled, the song is melodious, and it penetrates the hearts of the people. After a song, there was silence around, as if the yellow warblers on the willow trees around the willow pavilion had stopped calling, attracted by this clear and flat tune.

"Okay." I don't know who took the lead in applauding, and suddenly the applause in the pavilion was thunderous, and the sound of color was endless.

"It's so plain, I don't know how surprised my little sister would be if she heard it with her own ears, but it's a pity that I didn't invite him here today." Mrs. Qin Guo sighed.

"This Wang Yuan really has some skills, the appearance of playing the flute is really charming, his attitude is leisurely, and he is chic and dignified." Mrs. Qiu Guo praised.

Mrs. Qin frowned and said nothing. Mrs. Yu Guo chuckled and said, "Eighth sister, are you afraid that I will rob you of your heart?" ”

Mrs. Qin Guo said with a straight face: "Third sister, this Wang Yuan is different from those young men of yours, you must not provoke him, lest there be any extraneous branches." We are now going to work together to recommend him to the palace and let him become my Yang family's helper, you don't want to lose a big deal because of a small one. ”

Mrs. Yu Guo smiled and said: "Look at your nervous appearance, I'm just joking, don't worry, I don't beat him, is it okay to talk about these things again?" People blow it so well, don't you give a reward? If you don't reward me, you will be rewarded, and you won't be jealous when the time comes. ”

Under the pavilion, Li Guinian and Wang Yuan were touting each other, Li Guinian got up and sighed: "I really didn't expect that Wang Gongzi could play the old man's Qingping tune so wonderfully, which made the old man very happy and admired, the so-called bosom friend, but that's it." ”

Wang Yuan said: "Where is it, Mr. Li is the saint of today's music world, I now know why Mr. Li is known as the world's first musician, this Qingping tune Taibai is a song for the poet master and sang it himself, it is really a wonderful match." ”

Li Guinian shook his head and said, "I have to add that you are." Today's song is old and thinks that it is more perfect than the one in the Agarwood Pavilion back then. At that time, although there were many musical instruments, the musicians were skilled, but they were completely scripted and had no emotional integration, which greatly reduced the effect. Playing with you today can show the true meaning of this tune. ”

Wang Yuan laughed and said, "False praise and false praise." ”

Li Guinian ignored the voices of the two ladies on the pavilion, only Wang Yuan in his eyes, and pulled him to ask: "Forgive the old man for saying more, the tune you played just now seems to be a little unfamiliar, the old man has studied both ancient and modern tunes, but he seems to have never heard of this tune, but the strange is unfamiliar, but it is very compatible with this Qingping tune." Can Wang Gongzi explain it to the old man?

Wang Yuan nodded and said: "I am not very familiar with Mr. Li's Qingping tune, so I played some freely when playing, but fortunately I just cooperated, fortunately I did not destroy the magic of the original song." As for the unfamiliar tunes that Mr. heard by Mr. Li, he is not afraid of Mr. Li's jokes, since Taibai's three Qingping tunes were released, many people who are familiar with music and rhythm have sung them with tunes. I was fortunate enough to hear another version sung by one person, so I use it today. ”

"Oh? It's no wonder, Tang musicians do think about tunes by themselves in private, but it's rare to be able to score so well, I don't know who this surname is? I want to see it. ”

Wang Yuan smiled and said: "Then I can't help it, this person is called Teresa Teng, and I was only fortunate to hear him sing a long time ago." But where her family lives and where they are going, I can't ask and I can't find out. However, I remember her original song, and if Mr. Li is interested, I can play it for him to listen to. ”

Li Guinian frowned and said, "Teresa Teng?" Looks like a woman's name. It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to see it. This song is not busy blowing, today I have made friends with the prince, he will often meet to talk about musical instruments, and then say in detail, here is the place to talk about this. ”

Wang Yuan nodded and smiled: "It's okay, the two ladies of the country are here, let's talk a little rude, let's go over and see you." ”

Li Guinian stroked his beard and nodded, and turned his head to see that the two ladies were coming with smiles on their faces.

"The two of them are perfectly combined, this song is really amazing, I have a thousand words of admiration in my heart, but I can't choose a word to comment. Mr. Li Guinian is not bad, he is recognized as the first musician of my Tang Dynasty, with exquisite skills and a beautiful singing voice; But Wang Yuan Wang Gongzi, Mrs. Ben was really surprised, not only the poems are well written, but also the musical instruments are also masters, people are born handsome and romantic, all the good things in the world are taken by you alone, even I am a little jealous. ”

Although Mrs. Qiu Guo is forty years old, she doesn't even have half a wrinkle on her face, her skin can be broken and delicate like a girl, she was born with a beautiful face, with endless amorous attitudes at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes looked at Wang Yuan with a smile.

Wang Yuan hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Madame, how dare you be a fool?" This is completely Mr. Li's work, and he is just helping in the next place, if he can not destroy the charm of this song, he will be satisfied. ”

Mrs. Qiu Guo smiled and said, "You're welcome, say it, what reward do you want?" Today's song will become a good story in the East Garden, and Mrs. Ben will also follow it; When I entered the palace on another day, I also said in front of His Majesty and the concubine that I must reward you today. ”

"No, you don't have to, Madame doesn't have to be polite." Wang Yuan and Li Guinian both waved their hands.

Mrs. Qiu Guo ignored it, turned her head to look at Mrs. Qin Guo and said, "Sister, what do you say we will reward them?" ”

Mrs. Qin Guo thought for a while and smiled: "Mr. Li is a saint in the music world, if the third sister is willing, why not give that guqin to Mr. Li?" ”

Mrs. Yu Guo clapped her hands and said, "Yes, this reward is the most suitable, if you don't say it, I forgot it." The piano in my boudoir is also on the swing, and I can't stroke the piano anyway, so I gave it to Mr. Li. Ah Zhi'er, remember this, remind me to bring that piano when I enter the palace tomorrow, and I will hand it over to Mr. Li in the palace. ”

A tall handmaid said in a crisp voice. Li Guinian hurriedly said: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." ”

Mrs. Qin Guo said with a smile: "Mr. Li, don't shirk, this is also a tribute to Mrs. Qiu." You must know that the name of that guqin is 'Luqi', which is a famous qin, but it is not an ordinary reward. ”

Li Guinian was dumbfounded: "Mingqin 'Luqi'? Sima Xiangru Zhiqin? It is rumored that Sima Xiangru used this piano to play the song of the phoenix, and Wen Jun knew its meaning when he heard the sound of the qin, and ran to the apartment at night to marry him, leaving a good story through the ages. How can such a precious thing be accepted? The old man would never dare to ask for it. ”