"Asking for advice? What do you say? ”

Han Rui was slightly stunned, his gaze moved up slightly, and he didn't dare to look at it, because when he looked at it, he happened to see Jiang Zhen's chest round and bulging, the shape was warm and soft, his body was straight, and his crescent-white clothes seemed to be about to burst, making people dare not force his eyes.

"Twenty-one Lang, don't pretend to be confused, you don't leave the house, but your reputation has already spread far and wide." Qian Feng shouted: "When it is said that the song of folding flowers, because of Miss Jiangzhen, has been widely spread in Yangzhou City, you have to thank people." ”

"Don't dare." Jiang Zhen smiled charmingly, and her posture became more and more beautiful, and her voice was soft and glutinous: "I like the meaning of the poem, so naturally I want to sing it a few more times." ”

After thinking about it in confusion, Han Rui suddenly realized: "You are talking about golden clothes." ”

"What kind of golden threaded clothes, the name is vulgar, how good is it to call Orihua Yin." Qian Feng retorted and said with a smile: "This is the name that Miss Jiangzhen gave you." ”

"Yue Qian is acting on behalf of him, and it is not strange to look at Han Langjun." Jiang Zhen saluted with his hand, his head drooped slightly, after all, he didn't ask, so he set up his name without authorization, which was quite embarrassing.

"It's okay, I also think that folding flowers is indeed better than golden clothes." Han Rui said with a smile, anyway, the author was not born, and no one would hold him accountable for copyright.

Wang Yingluo on the side asked curiously: "Well, what are you talking about folding flowers and golden clothes?" ”

"A poem." Jiang Zhen smiled and said: "It took some time to compose music for it, and I came to ask Han Langjun for advice." ”

"Twenty-one Langjun, you and I have ears, Miss Jiangzhen's singing voice and piano music can be called a double masterpiece, and when you hear it, it is like an aftersound, and the three are endless." Qian Feng smiled happily, and hurriedly sat upright, looking deaf.

"Qian Langjun has an overreputation." Jiang Zhen said modestly, with a slight flick of his hand, outside the hall, the accompanying maid Yingying entered, gently rested a piano on the case, and then took a small and delicate copper stove, lit incense, green smoke curling, refreshing.

"Please advise." Jiang Zhen closed his eyes slightly, a pair of white and delicate hands were put in his sleeves, and several people in the hall immediately held their breath and calmed down, listening carefully.

After a while, the pale white smoke clouds floated on the roof beams, Jiang Zhen finally opened his clear and bright eyes, stretched out his slender ten fingers, gently and forcefully pulled out the strings, the strings trembled, began to ring, emitting bursts of pleasant sounds, suddenly like a gurgling stream, quietly flowing through the field, suddenly like mountains and flowing water, jingling and rushing endless......ly, the rhyme is empty, the melody is far away, its sound is continuous, endless, intoxicating.

Of course, intoxication refers to Qian Feng and Wang Yingluo, as for Han Rui, who was born in the impetuous era, he was born with a lack of aesthetic cells for ancient music rhythms, but he felt that the singing voice of Jiangzhen Beauty was really good.

"Persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the youth. There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, and there are no flowers and empty branches. When sung as a song, the soft voice is tactful and pleasant, crispy and soft, and extremely beautiful.

Due to the underdevelopment of printing technology, if the poems only stay on the books, relying on the spread of books, the scope of circulation is quite limited, and the publication of poetry collections is not as simple as spending a few dollars and buying a book number.

Therefore, even the most famous literati had to rely on the musicians to sing their poems and sing their words, so that they could be known and sell themselves, so the Tang Dynasty was the most popular and glorious period for the musicians, which in turn promoted the prosperity of the art of poetry.

That is to say, the literati of the Tang Dynasty wanted to buy the account of the musician, and vice versa, the musician of the Tang Dynasty also bought the account of the literati, the musician did not have the poetry of the literati, and he could not become famous, and the literati did not sing the musician, and he could not become famous, the two were in a relationship of mutual demand, just like the current Jiangzhen, although he was quite famous, but he had to come to the door to ask Han Rui for advice.

The poems and songs, the sound echoed in the hall for a moment, and it was really a surplus, and everyone sat quietly, still intoxicated.

After a long time, Qian Feng sighed: "Although I have been fortunate to hear Miss Jiangzhen's song piano several times, when I appreciate it again, I still have to say a wonderful sentence to show my admiration." ”

"I feel the same way." Han Rui agreed dryly, don't blame him, this is a music idiot.

"It's not the work of the songqin, but the poetry is moving, so it's Han Langjun who is really admirable." Jiang Zhen smiled, in fact, the meaning of this poem is very simple, it can be summed up in a good time, but it has an incredible charm, making people feel that its emotions are simple but strong, and can linger in people's hearts for a long time, and each poem seems to repeat that single meaning, and each sentence contains subtle changes, repetition but not monotony, looping and urgent, forming a beautiful melody.

Han Rui didn't dare to take credit, and hurriedly said: "How dare you, with Miss Jiangzhen's piano skills and sweet singing voice, no matter what she sings, it is so perfect and intoxicating." ”

"Han Langjun is modest, which makes people embarrassed." Jiang Zhen smiled and said: "Er (Tang Dynasty woman self-proclaimed) has self-knowledge, rough composition, there must be flaws, I implore a few people to give advice." ”

Han Rui made a difficulty, and Qian Feng didn't say anything, it was too late to praise, of course it was impossible to pick a thorn, the two looked at each other, and when they were about to shake their heads together, Wang Yingluo, who didn't listen much, said with a smile: "If the business tone can be a little lower, there is still a feather tune......... , it may be better to slow down the speed. ”

Han Rui was confused when he heard this, and Jiang Zhen showed a thoughtful look, flicked his fingers, made a few ding-dong knocks, showed a moving smile on his bright and beautiful face, and said happily: "If this is the case, please Wang Langjun continue to teach ......." ”

Wang Yingluo continued: "Well, playing ....... ”

Maybe they met a bosom friend, and the two discussed music issues with great interest, they were sitting opposite each other, and gradually getting closer and closer to each other, it should be the so-called long talk, but for a while, they ignored Han Rui and Qian Feng next to them.

In this regard, Han Rui is quite experienced and doesn't care at all, but Qian Feng is not very willing, just think about interjecting a few words, but it is just a rough tone, and it is also intentional or unintentional, after a while, he simply came to Han Rui's side quietly, and said in a low voice: "Twenty-one Lang, what are you going to do with the guests?" ”

asked about the banquet, Han Rui whispered: "The third brother doesn't say hello in advance, in the countryside, there is no shortage of fruits and vegetables, but the meat is only chickens and geese." ”

"Miss Jiangzhen made a temporary decision, how could I have expected it." Qian Feng explained, and suddenly smiled proudly: "Fortunately, I also have ...... prepared." ”

A friend suddenly came to visit.,I'm going to take him around these days.,The update may not be powerful.,There's only two chapters.,I hope you'll forgive me.。

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