In the evening, Li Qing'an returned to Chongrenfang, he had not been home for two days, the three little ladies heard his voice, and ran out of the house excitedly, Xiaolian and Ruhua jumped and jumped with his arms in his arms.

"Big brother, do we think you don't want us anymore?"

"How so? I'm not asking people to come back and tell you that these two days have been very busy. ”

Li Qingan explained with a smile, his eyes fell on Rushi who was shyly leaning on the door at the door, seeing her delicate posture with affection, Li Qing'an was hot, stepped forward and smiled: "Rushi, do you think I don't want you?" ”

Rushi saw that his eyes were hot, her heart was pounding, she was so shy that she wanted to lower her head, but her sister and Xiaolian were looking at her, she had to hide the sweetness in her heart, and her ruddy little mouth pouted gently, "Hmm! A little. ”

Li Qingan laughed, "How is it possible!" It's not a husband..... That, that, let's have a little food, and I'll take you to the night market. ”

Xiaolian and Ruhua heard that they were shopping, they both screamed, their eyes lit up, and they ran to serve a bowl of rice in a panic, Li Qingan couldn't help but smile and shook his head, women like to go shopping, and it has been the same since ancient times, he lowered his head warmly, and whispered in Rushi's ear: "A husband and wife, how could I not want you?" ”

"Big... Elder brother! Rushijiao's voice trembled softly, and even the roots of her ears were red.

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After a simple dinner, Li Qingan rented a carriage, carried three little ladies, and went to Chang'an at night, with the experience of buying Baicui Cup last time, he would not go to Dongshi again, although the things in Dongshi are good, but he can't enjoy the fun of shopping.

Three pretty faces crowded into the carriage window, like three excited orioles, chattering about the night scene of Chang'an, especially the picturesque sisters, who have never gone shopping, they giggle happily, causing countless surprised eyes, Li Qingan can't help but be a little fluttering, this kind of stunning twin sister I'm afraid the emperor doesn't have it!

Li Qingxin sighed with emotion, the three of them are a beautiful scenery, so why go elsewhere to see beauties? Emotion is emotion, but Li Qing'an's heart has never been able to leave behind the beautiful shadow of Qin Xian.

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The carriage arrived in the West Market, the three little ladies got off the car and walked, unexpectedly, the picturesque two pretty little ladies appeared, which immediately caused a sensation, and the people who went shopping gathered around, pointing at them and discussing, it is no wonder that in ancient times, twins were born, ten of them were dystocia, what does dystocia mean, this is self-evident, not to mention such beautiful twin sisters, I really don't know where An Lushan found them from.

There was even a Hu man who stepped forward to block the road and said, "Master Jun, how about selling these two little ladies to me?" ”

As a result, he was naturally slapped away by Li Qingan.

"You come with me." Li Qingan smiled and took the hands of the two sisters, one on a side, and walked into a silk village.

"Brother Li, what do you want to buy us?" Picturesque and smiling like a flower, he put his arm around Li Qing'an and asked coquettishly.

"What do you want?" Li Qingan couldn't help but pinched her delicate face and smiled.

"Skirt!" Picturesque flashed her big eyes and said: "I like pomegranate dyed dance skirts the most, red and green, as long as the colors are bright, I like them." ”

"Good! You can buy as much as you want, like poetry? ”

Li Qingan turned back to look at Rushi again, just as her beautiful eyes were looking at him with affection, the two of them looked at each other, Rushi was startled, she lowered her head in a panic, and her face flew over a touch of red.

"I like everything big brother buys."

Li Qing's peace of mind is happy, 'This little lady.... Interesting! ’

"Guest, what do you want to buy?" A fellow rushed out to meet him, and he suddenly saw the picturesque sisters, and he was stunned at first, and then his eyes lit up.

"I want to buy a dress!" Li Qingan knocked heavily on the counter, "Take out all your silk satin!" ”

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Stayed in the silk village for half an hour, Li Qingan used up a hundred taels of silver, converted into more than a hundred guan, generally Tang girls buy clothes to make their own, but there are also ready-made skirts, an ordinary long skirt here is only a hundred wen, his one hundred taels of silver is enough to buy thousands of skirts, of course, there are also expensive skirts, such as ten yuan a Xia Wei and twenty a dragon silk yarn dress, despite this, Li Qingan still bought nearly 100 dresses for the three of them, the three little ladies were happy, and complained that he spent money indiscriminately.

Picturesque in the silk village changed into different dresses, so that the two are no longer so eye-catching, Li Qingan took them to walk around the West Market again, and slipped into a piano workshop, which is a very large shop, selling all kinds of musical instruments of the Tang Dynasty, Han musical instruments of the qin, flute, drum, suona, bell, chime, sheng, zheng, wo gong hou, as well as the Western Regions musical instruments vertical gong hou, qu Xiang pipa, 筚篚, five-string pipa, shell, copper cymbals, clappers, drums, etc., everything.

'Chang'an Xiaoniang is fifteen years old, good at playing the pipa and is used to dancing', no matter the nobles in the Tang Dynasty, there is no one who doesn't like music, and almost a little bit of people will train their daughters to learn to play the pipa, but the level is different, so a large number of piano workshops and music workshops came into being.

However, there were not many customers in the piano shop tonight, only a few customers who came to repair the instruments, and the four of them walked into the shop, and there were no buddies, juniors or the like to socialize, only an elderly luthier, sitting at the counter and focusing on adjusting the strings.

"Excuse me!"

Li Qing'an's voice was very low, and he couldn't bear to disturb the violinist's focused work.

"Excuse me, I want to buy three lutes, do you have them?"

"Are you going to buy a pipa?"

A middle-aged man walked out of the room, and he arched his hand and smiled: "I am the shopkeeper of the piano workshop, no matter what kind of pipa the guests want to buy, we have it." ”

"Huh! I want to buy three pipas made by famous masters, do you have them? ”

"Of course, please come to the room."

Li Qingan took a poetic and picturesque hand and smiled: "Let's go!" Choose your favorite lute. ”

Li Qingan heard Rushi say that the two of them were good at playing the pipa, but it was a pity that their pipa was lost in Yang Zhao's house and not brought out, so Li Qingan kept it in mind and specially came to buy pipa for the two of them.

"Are you happy?" Li Qingan asked in a low voice.

Rushi nodded slightly, but pulled Li Qingan's hand tighter, walked into a passage, the light immediately dimmed, Li Qingan took the opportunity to kiss Rushi on the face, looked at her with a smile, Rushi lowered her head infinitely shyly, but there was a happy look in her eyes.

Their little action was seen by Ruhua, she bit her lip lightly, and pressed her delicate body tightly against Li Qing'an.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they came to a spacious big room, where there are more musical instruments, one of the walls is hung with all kinds of pipa, the shopkeeper pointed to the pipa and smiled: "Guests, these more than 100 pipas are made by famous teachers, guests please feel free to choose." ”

The sisters' eyes were immediately attracted by the pipa, they slowly let go of Li Qing'an's hand, walked to the wall to take a closer look, Xiaolian also picked up a handful of pipa with great interest, and gently played with it, she was also sent by her father to the music shop to learn to play the pipa when she was a child, how much will it.

The shopkeeper patiently explained to them the origin of each pipa, while Li Qingan walked around the room with his hands behind his back, and he didn't know any of these Tang Dynasty musical instruments.

But in later life, he knew a musical instrument, and then he walked up to an old luthier and said, "I want to make a huqin, I wonder if you can do it?" ”

The old luthier put down his work and asked, "Do you have any drawings?" ”

Li Qingan took out a drawing from his arms and said with a smile: "It's this piano, will you make it." ”

Li Qing'an's drawings are painted with a guitar, in later generations, his guitar played very well, if the Tang Dynasty can make it, then he may also become a music master, at least he can go to the Liyuan Courtyard to offer ugly.

The old luthier looked at the drawings carefully, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Guest, please wait a moment!" ”

He walked into the inner room, took out a dusty wooden box for a moment, put it in front of Li Qing'an and said with a smile: "Guests may wish to open it and take a look." ”

Li Qing'an opened the piano case suspiciously, and suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked at the piano case incredulously, and in the piano case was a strange rose-colored instrument.

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He actually saw a guitar from the Tang Dynasty, with a long neck and a '8'-shaped structure that were very similar to the guitars of later generations.

Li Qingan looked at this guitar blankly, he was born at the age of fourteen, his father bought him a red cotton guitar, since then this guitar has accompanied him through the boring training years, today, he suddenly saw this kind of musical instrument he is most familiar with in the Tang Dynasty 1,300 years ago, he actually has a dreamlike feeling.

"Guest, have you seen this kind of piano too?" The shopkeeper appeared in front of him and asked with a smile.

Li Qing'an's train of thought was pulled back, and he hurriedly asked, "You.... Where did the piano come from? ”

The shopkeeper took out the qin and said with a smile: "This is a Persian Hu people, it is said to be a Western musical instrument, they are called the Persian guqin, and no one can play it so far." ”

Li Qing'an nodded, that's right, he had read it on a guitar sheet music, the guitar appeared in Asia Minor BC, after the white food was replaced by the Abbasid Empire, the Arab guitar entered Spain with the remnants of the white food, and was carried forward there, the Tang Dynasty and the Arab region had frequent exchanges, and it is not surprising that this kind of qin spread to the Tang Dynasty.

The shopkeeper saw that he seemed very interested in this Persian guqin, so he handed it to him and smiled: "Do you want to try it?" ”

Li Qing'an took the piano, this is a piano made of precious rosewood, the strings are well adjusted, but it is five compound strings, not the later six single strings, he naturally held the piano in his arms, that familiar feeling came spontaneously, although it was five compound strings, but his fingers skillfully plucked a few of the strings, looking for that feeling, and in a moment he got used to it, and a practice "wheel" jumped out of the strings happily.

Everyone next to him widened their eyes, even the old luthier who gave him the piano also had round eyes and looked at Li Qing'an in surprise.

"Guests... You will play... Persian guqin? The shopkeeper stammered.

"I've been keeping this instrument with me for a few years, but no one has ever been able to play it."

Picturesque and Xiaolian surrounded each other, and the three pairs of beautiful eyes were also full of incredible.

Li Qing'an has been completely immersed in that familiar feeling, as if he was sitting on a bed in his dorm room in the next life, using a beautiful guitar sound to eliminate the fatigue of the day.

The sound of the piano gradually stopped, and Li Qingan shook his head with some regret, but unfortunately the structure of the strings was different, and he could not play the complete tune.

"Brother Li, how can you play this kind of piano?" Her eyes flashed with admiration.

Li Qing'an smiled and said: "I was lonely in the Western Regions, so I learned this kind of qin from a Hu man, and there are dozens of Hu songs that you haven't heard, but the Hu people's qin is six single strings, which is different from it, and it has to be changed." ”

He smiled at the shopkeeper again: "I bought this piano, I will take it back first and think about how to turn it into six strings, and tomorrow I will give you a detailed sketch to transform the strings according to my requirements." ”

"It's all right, the guest will give us a drawing tomorrow, and I'll ask the luthier to replace the strings."

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Late at night, Li Qing'an sat in front of the bed, gently playing the Persian guqin, while playing, while drawing the string diagram on the paper with memory, although it was still different from the guitar of later generations, but after he adapted to it for an hour, he could barely play a few of those familiar melodies, a string of notes flowed out of his hand, the mercury-like moonlight sprinkled on his body, Li Qing'an ebbed and fell, and the thoughts of his previous life made him uncontrollable.

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(To be continued)