Chapter 220 Nocturne

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This kind of song was commonly known as "Yao Tiao'er" in the past. The woman was half panting and half singing, and there was a little color in the lyrics. I have never heard this song "Exploring Qingshui River" before, but I can completely understand the story being told.

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The narrator shed tears and sounded sad and exaggerated, but I did feel a little uncomfortable when I heard the ending. This was the end of folk women in the old society who eloped with their lovers. Sai Xishi sang the heroine Da Lian and the coolie coalman Xiao Liu

Son, the beauty of the two's overwhelming success that night also conveyed the sadness of Xiao Liu'er calling her lover's name along the river after Da Lian committed suicide by throwing herself into the Qingshui River.

After singing the song, the noble man opened his eyes and said, "It's almost perfect, but there are still some shortcomings in some places."

Sai Xishi frowned: "It can only be like this without the cooperation of the snare drum."

"No, it's not about the snare drum. When I heard you singing the last few lines, you obviously used some of the techniques of Gao Xiaofen, the great king of tragic tunes in the Republic of China, right?"

Sai Xishi covered her mouth and said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to hear this. I think it's better to express it this way." ??

"No, no, girl, let me tell you, Gao Xiaofen's master was Wang Baoyin. She later changed her name to Gao Wugu. I met her several times in the Tianjin Teahouse in the 1930s.

Her singing method is sour and hard to swallow, and her technique is very high, but it sounds like there is too much trace of performance. This singing method is more suitable for singing the sad wind of Qin Lou, but not suitable for singing Qingshui River."

"For example, when you sing the ending of Xiao Liuzi crying for her wife along the Qingshui River, it should be more "masculine" and the tone should be louder. It doesn't matter if the tone is broken. It is best to imitate the song of Qin Cuihong, the king of backing tunes.

kind."

"Change it as I say, you are trying."

Sai Xishi sang the last part again, and I obviously heard it was different from before.

If what I heard just now sounded a little sad, then what I heard now made me want to cry, as if my wife had suddenly died.

Sai Xishi thought about it and said excitedly: "It's true! This makes it more infectious! And the artistic conception of the whole song is also more complete! I didn't expect you to be so proficient in minor tunes!"

"Haha, I am not only proficient, I was able to help the kiln sisters write lyrics when I was ten years old. I was so handsome and suave back then that I was nicknamed Chun'an Xiaobai Juyi."

I almost coughed when I heard this, and thought to myself: "You're just bragging. With your level of education, if you are the little Bai Juyi of Chun'an, then I am the little Li Bai of Mohe."

At this time, Brother Yu came over behind me, and I motioned for him to watch together.

Brother Yu whispered: "Amitabha, it's my fault Yunfeng, I can't look into other people's privacy."

After Brother Yu finished speaking, he and I huddled together. In the darkness, his eyes were even bigger than mine.

At this time, I saw your master turning around and holding the erhu, laughing and saying, "I'll accompany you while you sing a song."

"What to sing?"

"Just sing Shiba Mo."

"Which version is it singing?"

"Let's sing the Fujian version."

As the erhu sounded, Sai Xishi immediately started singing again.

Lyrics: "Play the drums hard and play the gongs slowly. You listen to me singing Eighteen Touches. The first touch is the front of my sister's head, and my forehead is wide and oily. The second touch is the front of my sister's chest, and my hands are bulging. The third touch is my sister's hands.

belly button"

Halfway through the song, the erhu played in your hand started flying very happily.

Brother Yu touched me with his shoulder and asked in a low voice: "What are they doing?"

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I shook my head: "I don't know."

The scene I imagined was an old cow plowing a field, or an old tree rooting, but how could it end up singing? Because I was anxious, I complained in my heart: "The old guy is useless and useless. My efforts are in vain.

What do you sing in the middle of the night?"

Seeing that I was unhappy, Brother Yu whispered: "Yunfeng, I think this is good. This is called exploring common interests. Look how happy the old man is now."

I took another look and cursed: "Damn it, oh my god, I went to such great lengths to lure him here, why don't you even dare to touch him? You're a piece of trash."

After singing a minor tune, Sai Xishi's eyes looked strange and he clapped repeatedly: "Old man, your erhu playing is wonderful, and you follow the tune very accurately. It's obviously the first time, but it feels like you have cooperated with me many times. I don't even know it."

What comes to mind is that you actually knew my master, she has been dead for more than ten years."

"Hey, girl, if you have nothing to do in the future, you can come and see me. My place is quiet and no one will disturb you. We can discuss some musical issues together. Old man, I also know a lot of little songs that you don't know, and I can teach them to you for free.

you."

Sai Xishi was very happy and nodded.

"Wait a moment."

Soon he brought a small wooden box over, handed it over and said with a smile: "It's the first time we meet, and there is nothing to give. A small gift is not a sign of respect."

"You still have a gift for me? What is this?"

Sai Xishi opened the wooden box and took out the contents. It turned out to be a pair of gold bracelets! It was an old-fashioned large wide bracelet made of pure gold!

"This is too valuable, I can't accept it!"

"No matter whether it is valuable or not, if I hadn't seen you today, I would have taken it to the coffin. Take it, just think of it as a little bit of affection from the elder to the younger one. Take it with you and see if it fits."

Unable to resist the kindness, Sai Xishi had no choice but to try it on, and found that the size was unexpectedly suitable. She quickly thanked her.

I frowned.

The style of this gold bracelet is inexplicably familiar,

Suddenly, I remembered.

The floating corpse of an old lady found in the lake earlier was scary to see at the time because the corpse had been soaked at the bottom of the lake for decades, and her skin was as white as a boneless chicken foot. There was such a golden mark on the wrist of the corpse at that time.

I took off the bracelet and took it off and gave it to Xiaoxuan. I guess it's still in Xiaoxuan's bag now.

The two bracelets look exactly the same. Is this a coincidence? But as far as I know, no one wears this old-fashioned gold bracelet anymore.

After giving away the bracelet, I heard the two people in the room chatting again.

"Girl, are you married now?"

Sai Xishi shook his head.

"Oh, it's better to get married later. It's popular in society to marry later and have children later. I want to remind you that those two young men are not good people, especially the boy who brought you here. Stay away from him. He is from the Children's Road in the north.

Very bad.”

Sai Xishi chuckled, bit his lower lip and nodded, saying, "I only know that he has some abilities. Why is he so bad?"

"Hey, girl, what's his ability? I think it's just sneaky at best. He's a man who raises corpses and touches gold. He eats food from the underworld and makes money from dead people. It damages his moral character and can't guarantee his future.

You will have no descendants, trust me, I won't harm you, old man, just stay away from that bad boy."

Hearing this, I couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately kicked the door open and rushed in. This kind of music was commonly known as "Yao Tiao'er" in the past. The woman was half breathing and half singing, and the lyrics had a little color. I

I have never heard the song "Exploring Qingshui River" before, but I can totally understand the story being told.

The narrator shed tears and sounded sad and exaggerated, but I did feel a little uncomfortable when I heard the ending. This was the end of folk women in the old society who eloped with their lovers. Sai Xishi sang the heroine Da Lian and the coolie coalman Xiao Liu

Son, the beauty of the two's overwhelming success that night also conveyed the sadness of Xiao Liu'er calling her lover's name along the river after Da Lian committed suicide by throwing herself into the Qingshui River.

After singing the song, the noble man opened his eyes and said, "It's almost perfect, but there are still some shortcomings in some places."

Sai Xishi frowned: "It can only be like this without the cooperation of the snare drum."

"No, it's not about the snare drum. When I heard you singing the last few lines, you obviously used some of the techniques of Gao Xiaofen, the great king of tragic tunes in the Republic of China, right?"

Sai Xishi covered her mouth and said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to hear this. I think it's better to express it this way."

"No, no, girl, let me tell you, Gao Xiaofen's master was Wang Baoyin. She later changed her name to Gao Wugu. I met her several times in the Tianjin Teahouse in the 1930s.

Her singing method is sour and hard to swallow, and her technique is very high, but it sounds like there is too much trace of performance. This singing method is more suitable for singing the sad wind of Qin Lou, but not suitable for singing Qingshui River."

"For example, when you sing the ending of Xiao Liuzi crying for her wife along the Qingshui River, it should be more "masculine" and the tone should be louder. It doesn't matter if the tone is broken. It is best to imitate the song of Qin Cuihong, the king of backing tunes.

kind." ??

"Change it as I say, you are trying."

Sai Xishi sang the last part again, and I obviously heard it was different from before.

If what I heard just now sounded a little sad, then what I heard now made me want to cry, as if my wife had suddenly died.

Sai Xishi thought about it and said excitedly: "It's true! This makes it more infectious! And the artistic conception of the whole song is also more complete! I didn't expect you to be so proficient in minor tunes!"

"Haha, I am not only proficient, I was able to help the kiln sisters write lyrics when I was ten years old. I was so handsome and suave back then that I was nicknamed Chun'an Xiaobai Juyi."

I almost coughed when I heard this, and thought to myself: "You're just bragging. With your level of education, if you are the little Bai Juyi of Chun'an, then I am the little Li Bai of Mohe."

At this time, Brother Yu came over behind me, and I motioned for him to watch together.

Brother Yu whispered: "Amitabha, it's my fault Yunfeng, I can't look into other people's privacy."

After Brother Yu finished speaking, he and I huddled together. In the darkness, his eyes were even bigger than mine.

At this time, I saw your master turning around and holding the erhu, laughing and saying, "I'll accompany you while you sing a song."

"What to sing?"

"Just sing Shiba Mo."

"Which version is it singing?"

"Let's sing the Fujian version."

As the erhu sounded, Sai Xishi immediately started singing again.

Lyrics: "Play the drums hard and play the gongs slowly. You listen to me singing Eighteen Touches. The first touch is the front of my sister's head, and my forehead is wide and oily. The second touch is the front of my sister's chest, and my hands are bulging. The third touch is my sister's hands.

belly button"

Halfway through the song, the erhu played in your hand started flying very happily.

Brother Yu touched me with his shoulder and asked in a low voice: "What are they doing?"

>

I shook my head: "I don't know."

The scene I imagined was an old cow plowing a field, or an old tree rooting, but how could it end up singing? Because I was anxious, I complained in my heart: "The old guy is useless and useless. My efforts are in vain.

What do you sing in the middle of the night?"

Seeing that I was unhappy, Brother Yu whispered: "Yunfeng, I think this is good. This is called exploring common interests. Look how happy the old man is now."

I took another look and cursed: "Damn it, oh my god, I went to such great lengths to lure him here, why don't you even dare to touch him? You're a piece of trash."

After singing a minor tune, Sai Xishi's eyes looked strange and he clapped repeatedly: "Old man, your erhu playing is wonderful, and you follow the tune very accurately. It's obviously the first time, but it feels like you have cooperated with me many times. I don't even know it."

What comes to mind is that you actually knew my master, she has been dead for more than ten years."

"Hey, girl, if you have nothing to do in the future, you can come and see me. My place is quiet and no one will disturb you. We can discuss some musical issues together. Old man, I also know a lot of little songs that you don't know, and I can teach them to you for free.

you."

Sai Xishi was very happy and nodded.

"Wait a moment."

Soon he brought a small wooden box over, handed it over and said with a smile: "It's the first time we meet, and there is nothing to give. A small gift is not a sign of respect."

"You still have a gift for me? What is this?"

Sai Xishi opened the wooden box and took out the contents. It turned out to be a pair of gold bracelets! It was an old-fashioned large wide bracelet made of pure gold!

"This is too valuable, I can't accept it!"

"No matter whether it is valuable or not, if I hadn't seen you today, I would have taken it to the coffin. Take it, just think of it as a little bit of affection from the elder to the younger one. Take it with you and see if it fits."

Unable to resist the kindness, Sai Xishi had no choice but to try it on, and found that the size was unexpectedly suitable. She quickly thanked her.

I frowned.

The style of this gold bracelet is inexplicably familiar,

Suddenly, I remembered.

The floating corpse of an old lady found in the lake earlier was scary to see at the time because the corpse had been soaked at the bottom of the lake for decades, and her skin was as white as a boneless chicken foot. There was such a golden mark on the wrist of the corpse at that time.

I took off the bracelet and took it off and gave it to Xiaoxuan. I guess it's still in Xiaoxuan's bag now.

The two bracelets look exactly the same. Is this a coincidence? But as far as I know, no one wears this old-fashioned gold bracelet anymore.

After giving away the bracelet, I heard the two people in the room chatting again.

"Girl, are you married now?"

Sai Xishi shook his head.

"Oh, it's better to get married later. It's popular in society to marry later and have children later. I want to remind you that those two young men are not good people, especially the boy who brought you here. Stay away from him. He is from the Children's Road in the north.

Very bad.”

Sai Xishi chuckled, bit his lower lip and nodded, saying, "I only know that he has some abilities. Why is he so bad?"

"Hey, girl, what's his ability? I think it's just sneaky at best. He's a man who raises corpses and touches gold. He eats food from the underworld and makes money from dead people. It damages his moral character and can't guarantee his future.

You will have no descendants, trust me, I won't harm you, old man, just stay away from that bad boy."

Hearing this, I couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately kicked the door open and rushed in.




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