The performance of the Caifeng Song and Dance Troupe caused a strong response in the imperial capital, and the sound of plucking this brand-new instrument was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, which was extremely crisp. And when it is urgent, it gives people a feeling of urgency.

Especially with the big drum, it is easy to create a battlefield killing atmosphere, which makes people's blood boil.

And the dance music choreographed by the Caifeng Song and Dance Troupe is also quite good, called War Song.

"Soldiers died in a hundred battles, the body of the horse leather was returned, the life should be the head of the enemy with a sword, and the death should be a prancing horse stepping on a chain of ......"

The afterglow of the Seventh Army's breakthrough of Pingjun City is still there, and the appearance of such a dance music, if a bowl of oil is poured on a small flame, will suddenly ignite the blood in people's hearts.

Feng Xuanzhang, the dean of the Imperial Academy, was very happy after watching it, and the appearance of such a track undoubtedly showed the success of the promotion of the big drum. And that new instrument plucking has completely subverted the previous form of musical instruments based on wind playing, especially for the development of dance music, even more than the big drum.

"This war song is definitely a masterpiece, I'm afraid it's no less than a man to be self-reliant, Jiang Xingchen has an opponent now!" Feng Xuanzhang watched several shows in a row, felt the audience's love for this music, and made such a judgment.

He strongly agrees with this kind of competition, although Jiang Xingchen is the benchmark erected by the emperor, he can't always stand alone, that is not conducive to the development of dance music, can there be progress only with competition.

After watching the performance, he also reported the matter to the emperor, and after the emperor heard it, it also meant the same thing, what the New Year song and dance performance wants is fairness, and the audience's liking is the most important thing, if it is because of his own strategy to protect Jiang Xingchen, then he will not hesitate to slap himself, such a thing must not be done.

After Feng Xuanzhang came out of the palace, he immediately found Yuan Hao and asked about plucking, and only then did he learn that this instrument was obtained from Xuanyuan Tianzong. While regretting it, he also immediately decided that after the Spring Festival performance, he would send craftsmen to study and imitate this instrument.

And the Marquis of Dingbei, who has been staying in the imperial capital, is not calm at this time, which is related to his daughter's dreams and future.

After running to listen to it, he also had to admit that this war song may not be as self-reliant as a man in terms of inspiration, but in terms of atmosphere creation, it has been surpassed. In particular, the killing atmosphere of the new instrument is perfectly matched with the drum.

For several days in a row, almost all the people in the imperial capital were conquered by the song of war songs, and even forgot that the man he had hoped for should be self-reliant, and kept asking the Caifeng Song and Dance Troupe to perform a few more performances.

The Caifeng Song and Dance Troupe did not disappoint everyone, from one per day to two or even three per day.

In the days that followed, the hot-blooded repertoire almost became a trend, and the original promotion of the drum had laid the foundation for this trend, and now with the popularity of the Caifeng Song and Dance Troupe, this trend is like an eruption. It's just that without the cooperation of this new instrument, the other repertoire is far from reaching the height of the war song.

In such a situation, Dingbeihou finally couldn't bear it, and immediately wrote a letter to his daughter and sent it back......

In Hongyuan City, the old man finally found the silk thread that Jiang Xingchen needed, which was a kind of silk called demon silkworm. Regardless of strength, toughness, thickness is just right.

The demon silkworm is not a demon beast, but its life cycle is as long as ten years, it likes darkness and is afraid of light, and it is generally hidden in caves, which is extremely difficult to find. With the old man's cultivation, he was tired when he came back, which shows how many places he has run in the past few days.

"Boy, if you don't satisfy me with the delicious food, see how the old ancestor cleans you up!" The old man pretended to threaten Jiang Xingchen viciously, and then couldn't wait to go back to the room to rest.

When the strings are in hand, all that remains is to install the strings, tighten the string nails, and then install the process of calibrating the zither horse, which is also very cumbersome and complicated......

"Finally succeeded!" The last Zheng horse adjusted its position, Jiang Xingchen let out a sigh of relief, sat down on the chair suddenly, and then smiled.

This was the most laborious time since the formation appeared, and with the help of Wanrou and several judges, they all groped for more than 20 days. At this moment, the sense of satisfaction and accomplishment in my heart is irrepressible.

The same was true of Wan Rou and several judges next to her, who witnessed the birth of a new instrument, and if it weren't for the exhaustion and weakness, they would have cheered with joy.

After resting for a long time, Wanrou said, "Jiang Xingchen, you can give it a try!"

"Okay!" Jiang Xingchen sat up straight, took a deep breath, and then changed the way he breathed, the Yuan Quan in his brain vibrated slightly, knowing that the array was launched, his hands pressed on the strings of the zither.

"Zheng!" After a crisp sound, a series of dingdong sounded, like mountains and flowing water, into Wanrou's ears.

Jiang Xingchen didn't understand the score, but knowing the effect of the array, he clearly grasped the changes of every note, the position of the finger fluctuations, and the sound played was also very rhythmic.

Originally, he had to bring a pick to play the guzheng, but this demon silk was extremely rounded, and he could use the best strength, so he didn't feel wrenched at all.

The treble is crisp and pleasant, like rippling water, but the bass is subtle and tactful...... Listening to it gently, I was a little fascinated.

After playing for a while, Jiang Xingchen pressed his hands on the strings of the zither to calm the vibration and the sound stopped. Compared with those of the previous life, there are still some flaws in this guzheng, but it is basically the same, the timbre and sound quality are slightly worse, but the width of the vocal range is not enough.

"That's good!" Wanrou sighed.

However, several judges frowned and hesitated: "I don't have to say anything about the sound of this instrument, but if you cooperate with the track of self-improvement by men, it seems that something is not quite right!"

Jiang Xingchen smiled bitterly in his heart, he didn't know what the problem was, but now how could he have the opportunity to study suona and pipa again.

At this moment, a subordinate of the Dingbei Hou Mansion hurriedly ran in and said to Wanju: "Miss, Hou Ye is in a hurry!"

"Oh!" Wanrou took the white silk, her eyebrows frowned at a glance, and her expression was surprisingly solemn.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xingchen and several judges all came over, and they were all stunned when they saw the content on the white silk.

"Plucked, there is actually string music, and it works very well with the big drum!" Jiang Xingchen's heart also sank, this situation was completely beyond his expectations, he didn't expect that someone would actually make strings at this time.

"Battle Song, Caifeng Song and Dance Troupe has performed continuously in the imperial capital, and the response has been great!" Several judges paid the most attention to this, although the strings were also very surprising, but what they cared about the most was the results of the Bauhinia Song and Dance Troupe.

"This war song is actually not inferior to a man's self-improvement, my father gave such a high evaluation!" Wanrou's expression became more and more solemn, if this was the case, they would not have any advantage, both sides of the drum, and the musical instruments of the people cooperated well with the drums, and the repertoire was not bad at all.

"They perform continuously to gain as much support as possible from the audience...... It's really shrewd, so that when it comes time to perform in the New Year, they have a big advantage!" said one of the judges.

"Yes! The same level of repertoire, they advertised it in advance, of course they took advantage!"

Jiang Xingchen pondered for a moment, but suddenly laughed, and said lightly: "If there is too much publicity, it may not necessarily take advantage!"

"Oh?" several people turned their heads to look at him instantly, their faces full of inquiry.

"No matter how good the food is, you will get tired of eating too much, and if you keep performing the same type of music, won't the audience get tired of it?" Jiang Xingchen said.

Several judges thought for a while, shook their heads and said, "Probably not, the wind brought by your men who should be self-reliant has just begun!"

Jiang Xingchen smiled and said, "Then let's add another wind to make it blow harder!"

"Jiang Xingchen, do you want to ......" Wanrou looked at Jiang Xingchen with some surprise.

"Let's also go to the imperial capital and perform three times a day...... Sister Wanrou, can you live with your body?" Jiang Xingchen said.

"Isn't that the same as fighting each other right now...... But our soundtrack ...... "Wanrou didn't think about physical problems at all.

"The soundtrack doesn't matter, our purpose is to make the audience feel aesthetically fatigued...... And when the real battle is over, it is still the scene of the New Year performance...... We don't necessarily have to act as men to be self-reliant!"

"What!" Several people instantly widened their eyes and looked at Jiang Xingchen in disbelief. They never thought of giving up the classic track of being a man to be self-reliant.

"Do you ...... You can also make up more classic tracks, which ...... There is less than a month left before the Chinese New Year performance......" Wanrou muttered.

"Hehe, don't worry, Sister Wanrou! You have a good rest during this time, but you will be busy in a few days, not only will you have to perform that piece of encouragement continuously, but also learn another brand new instrument!"

"Ahh

"It's called a flute...... Sister Wanrou, we will surprise everyone then!" said with great confidence, Jiang Xingchen made up his mind to turn the sky and leave immediately.

Although it is also very laborious to make a flute, unlike the guzheng, the dexterity of his hands can be used to the fullest. Although the adjustment of the hole spacing is precise, and although the tune is troublesome, he can also locate the accurate position with the current knowing array. And the experience of the world on wind instruments can certainly play a role.

When he got home, he immediately found Sun Sanqiang and asked him to help him find the bamboo pole, but it would take two or three years. When he was in junior high school in his last life, in order to pretend to be cool, when he bought a flute, the dealer who sold the flute was so foolish, and then he checked, and it was really like that, but it was hard to say whether the flute he bought was from this year.

Although the season is not right, bamboo poles can still be found in two or three years, and soon Sun Sanqiang came over with a large handful of bamboo poles......

Early the next morning, four carriages stopped in front of Jiang Xingchen's house, and Mo Hongxian, second brother, and Zhao Danqing all came.

Jiang Xingchen led Mei'er out of the house and got into the car, and the carriage slowly drove away to the imperial capital!