Shi Xin was so angry that he almost wanted to talk nonsense and make a fuss. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly saw Cai Yan looking at him nervously, for fear that he would not answer or answer badly. He thought about it for a while, since he wanted to pursue a famous talented woman in history, he had to put some thought into it, otherwise how could his father rest assured that he would hand over his daughter to himself? Although this was 108,000 miles away from "handing it over to himself," at least he couldn't underestimate it when they met for the first time

Cai Yong waited for a long time, only to see Shi Xin with his head down, his eyes flickering, knowing that he was trying to think of a way to deal with it. Cai Yong's contempt for him was even stronger, and he glanced at Cai Yan, as if to say: This is how you Zhong people don't ask him to say how earth-shattering, at least prove that he understands music theory!

Cai Yong is a recognized leader in the literary world, and he is excellent in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Shi Xin has no status, his cultivation is not high, and if he has no attainments in literature, it is indeed difficult for Cai Yong to look at it. It is a matter of course for the family to be in which dynasty.

Shi Xin's mind changed sharply, these two people in front of him were all music masters in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, except for Ji Kang, it is estimated that no one can match, if Ji Kang is here, how will he deal with it? What is Ji Kang's music theory thoughts?

Thinking of Ji Kang, Shi Xin had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he already had a plan in his heart, but his face showed embarrassment, and he said: "In front of the two of you, I ...... I'm still not ugly. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, and you shouldn't be too modest. Cai Yong decided that he couldn't say anything, so he just urged vigorously.

"The younger generation heard the sound of Sikong's piano...... And the warm carbon fire, the white steamed buns are baked on the carbon fire!"

"What" Cai Yong couldn't react for a while, "Carbon fire...... "Steamed buns" immediately laughed again, "You kid is hungry and crazy, such an elegant piano sound can actually hear the carbon fire and steamed buns"

Cai Yong then sarcastically said: "If you don't understand, you can pretend to it, or even just say that you don't understand, and no one will laugh at you." Such nonsense is simply an insult to the great work of the ancestors, nonsense, nonsense!"

Shi Xin remained silent, "But what does Sikong think I should hear?"

"Hmph! "Yang Baixue", you can't hear the warm sun and white snow, at least you can hear the elegant meaning. You really don't know anything about music. Yan'er, how do you know such a person?" Cai Yong looked stern, and finally said what was in his heart.

Cai Yan's face turned red, and his heart was anxious: I explained the artistic conception of "Yang Baixue" to my senior brother before, did he forget?

Shi Xin said with a smile: "Please forgive the younger generation for daring to ask: "Yang Baixue" is certainly the revival of all things and the cleanliness of winter that the author wants to express, but the more you understand the rhythm of music, the more you can experience the author's artistic conception? ”

"But what do you think? Like you, feel the charcoal fire, the steamed bun joke!"

Shi Xin said lightly: "That's not impossible! I mean, each song has its own melody, timbre, and meaning it wants to express." These are independent of the listener, and what the listener thinks after listening has nothing to do with the level of knowledge of music. ”

Cai Yong sneered: "What does it mean that each song is independent of the listener, and there are clouds in the "Rites and Music Notes": the sound of governing the world is peaceful and peaceful, the sound of troubled times is angry and angry, and the government is obedient, and the sound of the dead country is mournful and thoughtful, and its people are poor. The ancestors have a fixed theory about the rhythm of music, and each song has its fixed social meaning and artistic conception, you don't understand it, prove it

You're not qualified yet. ”

Shi Xin also sneered: "Music also has a fixed social significance, is this social significance based on music, or artificially given?"

He continued: "The melody of a piece is always composed of five syllables, whether it is elegant or vulgar, and it is impossible to jump out of this truth. A capable composer skillfully combines these five syllables, and the composition is also pleasing to the ear. A composer with mediocre skills will of course compose mediocre songs. But...... "Shi Xin raised his voice with a twist," these five syllables are fixed, and they are not changed by the will of the composer or the listener. It's the same as cooking, all kinds of ingredients and seasonings are fixed. Put everything in it, the chef makes it, of course it tastes good, and ordinary people make it taste like ordinary people. Is it true that what a chef makes should give it social significance?"

Cai Yong was furious and slapped the table, "How can this be true! You actually use cooking as a metaphor for music."

Shi Xin was unmoved, and continued to talk eloquently: "There is not much difference. Of course, there are high and low music books, and of course, there are high and low levels of appreciation for listeners. But you can't think that someone doesn't understand music because they have realized something. In the same way, people's joys, sorrows, and sorrows exist before listening to the music, and it cannot be said that the music gives people these threads, but at most it leads to these threads. ”

Shi Xin's argument made Cai Yong's face change even when he said it, his lips became pale, and he only muttered: "You...... You talk nonsense......"

Cai Yan gave Shi Xin a continuous look, he pretended not to see it, and kept insisting on his argument.

In ancient times, music only served the ruling class, and the sentence in the "Book of Rites and Music" said: The music of the peaceful world must be full of leisure and cheerful tunes, showing the political harmony of the time; The music of the turbulent ‖ is inevitably full of resentment and anger, showing the perverseness of the politics of the time; The music of a country that has been conquered by others must be filled with a sad and melancholy tone, showing that the people are suffering at that time. Thus, in times of peace, the ruling class will trumpet music that praises the government to strengthen the people's support for the government, while in times of turmoil, the ruling class will use angry music to stir up the people's revolt and get the people to do things for them.

Shi Xin's point of view is that music has no class and no clue, and all kinds of joys, sorrows, and sorrows caused by listening to music are inherent in human beings. At most, music plays a guiding role, not that music has joys and sorrows.

Cai Yong was loyal to the Han Dynasty all his life, and he was a representative of Confucianism, he represented the ruling class.

Cai Yong couldn't accept Shi Xin's statement, but Cai Yan had been listening to it, and Shi Xin's words deeply shocked her heart. She has been taught by Cai Yong since she was a child, and her thoughts are the same as those of her father. It wasn't until she left home and went to Julu, worshiped the Lingbao sect, and learned Taoism, that she wavered in Confucianism for the first time. Later, she had mutual affection with Shi Xin, and she could not control herself, and subtly became more suspicious of certain Confucianism.

As a control-type pulse master, Cai Yan understands the meaning of this too well. Every time someone enters the illusion because of the sound of her piano, their illusion is almost always different. After being reminded by Shi Xinyi, she finally realized that controlling others through the sound of the piano is controlling others.

She was pleasantly surprised by this discovery. Later, she can judge her opponent first

The control effect is definitely much higher than now.

Cai Yong didn't admit Shi Xin's point of view, but he had to admit in his heart that he had some truth. His argument is novel enough, and although it is not yet mature, it is rare, much higher than that of many people who seek fame and fame.

After Cai Yong lost his mind for a short time, his face turned normal, but he said, "Okay, your rhythm is like that, you have to learn more in the future." Boy, you know Liubo."

"Liubo Chess" Shi Xin asked, and at the same time thought: I took the piano test just now, and now I am taking the chess test, it seems that the old man has to take the "qin, chess, calligraphy and painting" test. If you pass the exam, will you marry your daughter to me?

Shi Xin denied himself again about this assumption, but he was sure that if he failed the test, he would definitely not marry.

"The younger generation's chess skills are mediocre, but they have unintentionally learned a strange footwork related to Liubo chess, please teach Master Sikong. ”

Shi Xin sank into the dantian, and then put his true qi on his feet, and ran in the garden like a fly. For the "chess" exam question, Shi Xin is not stupid, he only has 80 chess skills, and if he plays against a master like Cai Yong, he will lose very badly. But if you integrate footwork and Liubo chess, this is very interesting, and it will definitely open Cai Yong's eyes.

The garden space is not large, and there are many flowers and plants in it. Shi Xin took six steps, the soles of his feet were windy, and the speed was getting faster and faster. He saw that some of the spaces were very small, and after he jumped down, he thought he would bump into some flowers and plants, but he cleverly avoided them. Half a cup of tea, stunned that not a single leaf fell. What's even stranger is that every once in a while he will attach himself and pick up something with his hands. Because he was so fast, he couldn't see what he picked up.

"This kid, where did you learn the footwork? It turned out to be so exquisite" Cai Yong is a person who knows goods, he stared intently at Shi Xin's legs, carefully studying the trajectory of his progress, "Sure enough, it is the operation mode of Liubo steps, starting from the position where he is standing, taking the twelve paths as the travel track, and taking the central Yang Taiji as the purpose." After reaching the destination, follow the track back to the starting point. And so on and so forth. ”

Graceful and slender, with a unique garden view, he shuttles between flowers and plants, like a fluttering butterfly, without any sense of disobedience.

Cai Yong nodded secretly: This kid is both civil and military, and his appearance is outstanding, and he is indeed a good match for Yan'er. As for the status of the family, there is no need to worry, sooner or later.

Cai Yong looked at it for a while, and said loudly: "What's the point of running alone, I'll play with you." After saying that, I wanted to jump into the door.

"Sikong-sama, please wait. Shi Xin jumped to Cai Yan's side, smiled and took out many petals of the same size from his sleeve, "Yan'er, give it to you." "The colorful petals come together, just together to form a flower, which looks bright and pitiful.

Flowers have a natural attraction to girls, Cai Yan's heart bloomed, and she took it carefully with a red face, "Thank you, senior brother!" The voice was like a mosquito, as if it would frighten the flowers if it was loud.

Cai Yong remembers that the first time her daughter showed such a happy appearance was when she was eight years old and gave her a piano.

The old father is jealous, how can he not make him uncomfortable when his daughter who has worked hard to raise is handed over to another man

"Stinky boy, take it!" Cai Yong's face was dark, his feet were strong, and he had already jumped next to Shi Xin, stretching out his finger and pointing at his jade pillow.

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