Chapter 129: The Dragon Roar of the Dead Tree (1,620 votes are added, please 1,710 votes!)
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The intersection of spirit and desire shortens the distance between Yu Yin and Yan Nu. (")
If there was any gap between the two of them before, then at this moment, those gaps disappeared with Yan Nu's slight blow!
The wind is soft and the sun is bright.
People sat lazily under the ancient locust tree, but the various things in Duncheng seemed to have turned into the past.
"By the way, after you left, someone sent something."
Yan Nu sat at the low table to mend clothes. As if he suddenly remembered something, he got up and walked towards Yu Yin's room. Just seeing her walking posture awkward, Yu Yin suddenly felt guilty and stood up and said, "Sister Jiuer is inconvenient, so I'd better go and get it."
His pretty face turned red, and Yan Nu was not polite.
"It was placed under the bed, two big boxes and one package."
"knew!"
Yu Yin agreed and walked into the bedroom.
Since he returned home, he had not entered his room. When he walked in, he felt relieved.
The decoration of the room was not changed, but the windows were bright and bright. I believe that during the days he left, Yan Nu had cleaned it every day. The bed sheets were cleaned and flat. The desk was even more slick, and there were also pens and inks and books on it.
The window was open, and the wisteria vines that flipped over the wall of Guanyinyuan climbed outside the window.
The sun shines on the wisteria flowers, making them look particularly charming. The air is filled with a faint fragrance, which is the fragrance of the wisteria flowers. Yu Yin took a deep breath, stepped to the window, bent down, and pulled out two boxes from under the bed...
The box is made of high-quality huanghuali wood.
Yu Yin could see that the material of this box was at least a hundred years old Huanghuali wood. The whole box was dug out of a piece of wood, and there was no gap in the box, and there was a strong ancient style, which made people's eyes lit up.
If this were in later generations, this box would be worth at least one million.
Of course, in this era, such a craftsmanship of the whole wooden box is probably expensive, and it is estimated that it costs hundreds of cents of yuan.
The box carving is exquisite, and at first glance it is written by a skilled craftsman.
Yu Yin carried a box, frowned, turned his head and shouted outside, "Sister Jiuer, this box is so heavy?"
"Yes, I don't know what it is."
Another box was relatively light, so Yu Yin moved the box to the yard first.
As for the heavy box, it would probably cost several hundred kilograms. After Yu Yin hesitated for a while, he moved outside the house together...
There is also a parcel under the bed, which is not too large in size and is not too heavy in portion.
Yu Yin walked out of the room with the package and placed it on the table. Suddenly he remembered the package he brought from Keduncheng again, so he turned around and walked into Yan Nu's house and took it out together. As soon as he put down the package, he heard Yan Nu's scream.
"What's wrong?"
"Xiao Yi, look at it!"
Yu Yin hurriedly walked over and saw that the box with a very heavy weight had already been opened.
There were piles of neat silver ingots inside. Looking at the workmanship of the silver ingots, Yu Yin knew that it was official silver... Stacks and ingots flashed in the sun, making people unable to open their eyes. Speaking of which, Yu Yin was not a person who had never seen silver. When Li Shishi gave him silver, Ma Ma also gave him silver, but it was not as shocked as the box of silver in front of him. When Li Shishi gave him silver, it was midnight! In addition, Yu Yin and Yan Nu were worried about other things at that time. Ma Ma's silver was a little scattered, not as neat as before, which made people feel inexplicably shocked, and even a little worried and fearful.
This box of silver costs five or six hundred kilograms.
In other words, this is at least five thousand sig...
A letter was placed above the silver ingot. Yu Yin hesitated for a moment and took it into his hand.
When we opened it apart, we saw that the handwriting in the letter was beautiful, which was obviously from a woman's hand. The pen was thin, straight and straight, with a horizontal stroke and a hook, a vertical stroke and a dot, a stroke like a dagger, a stroke like a cutter, and a vertical hook... Some continuous strokes seemed like a wandering silk in the air, and at first glance, it looked quite like running script. This is a thin gold style! The thin gold style created by Emperor Huizong of Song, but the person who wrote the letter had a shape but did not have the spirit, and looked a bit difficult and dull, and did not have the charm of Emperor Huizong of Song. (《》)
In his previous life, Yu Yin had seen a rubbing of the "Sacred Monument of the Grand View" by Emperor Huizong of Song, so he had a lot of research on the thin gold style of Emperor Huizong of Song.
"Whose letter?"
Yu Yin looked at the signature and was stunned.
When Yan Nu asked, he replied casually: "The letter of Emperor Maode."
"Prince Maode!"
Yan Nu immediately exclaimed and covered her mouth.
Yu Yin realized that later generations said that princes of the Song Dynasty often walked in alleys, which seemed to be quite close to the people, and the people seemed to like it very much. But in fact, in this era when imperial power was supreme, a dignified princess was married and a woman, and a civilian like Yu Yannu was also an unattainable existence. One was a noble princess, and the other was a small citizen living at the bottom... Not to mention Yannu, no one would have thought it would be a letter from Emperor Maode.
"I still remember that I went to Beiyuan to participate in the poetry club and won a guqin.
However, the guqin was owned by the Dazai Wang Fu at that time, so he never brought it back... Emperor Maode also liked the guitar very much, so he wrote a letter to tell her, hoping that I could sell the guitar to her. However, she didn't have much money, so she could only buy it for 5,000 guan. The guitar was worth 100,000 guan, and the difference was left, she used other items to offset it."
Yu Yin explained while sighing.
This is a princess, the princess of the dignified empire... If it were in later generations, it would be a party. But she did not rob, but purchased it at the market price. Yu Yin couldn't help but shake her head, closed the wooden box full of silver, and opened another wooden box.
“Eh?”
Yu Yin opened the box and immediately stared at it.
In the box, there was actually a guqin placed. Judging from the style, it looked like a Tang Lianzhu style guqin.
He bent down, carefully took out the guqin from the box, turned around and walked to the low table to put it down. Yan Nu hurriedly walked over, looked at the guqin curiously, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Xiao Yi, what kind of guqin is this? Why is it so weird?"
Yes, this continuous pearl guqin is quite strange.
The whole body is originally painted with black lacquer, the lacquer body is not too thick, the lacquer color is dark and shiny. The length of the girl is more than 120 cm, the forehead is 20 cm wide, the shoulder is nearly 20 cm wide, the tail is thirteen or fourteen cm wide, and about 6 cm thick. The snake's belly is broken, and there are also broken cow hair patterns in the local area.
The body of the piano is made of fir and has a round shape with a flat shape.
Yu Yin patted her head, why did this piano look so familiar?
He thought for a while, reached out and flipped the piano over, revealing the inscription on the back.
There are four words engraved in running script: "Dry Wood Dragon Roar" in the top of the dragon pond. My heart couldn't help but feel excited, and I was inexplicably ecstatic...
The roar of the dead wood dragon is actually the roar of the dead wood dragon!
This zither was also seen by Yu Yin later generations. It was originally collected by the famous zither Wang Mengshu. Later, this guqin was hidden in the Music Research Institute of the Chinese Academy of Arts. My father took Yu Yin to watch this guqin in his previous life, so he was quite impressed.
However, the dead tree dragon roar in later generations was repaired for various reasons.
For example, paint color!
Later generations of dead wood dragon roared with red lacquer, but they stopped for some reason before grinding... At the same time, the ivory powder and malachite lacquer grey on the piano were also repaired by Wang Mengshu, and accessories such as jade pegs and jade geese feet were replaced.
It is precisely these reasons that Yu Yin was unable to recognize the origin of the guqin at first sight.
However, the guqin of the Dead Wood Dragon Roar has some unique features, such as the dragon pond is round, while the phoenix swamp is flat and the Na Yin is flat and is made of palate wood. This is also a major feature of the guqin of the Dead Wood Dragon Roar.
"The roar of the dead wood dragon, it is indeed the roar of the dead wood dragon!"
Yu Yin couldn't help laughing, even burst into tears.
Yan Nu looked at him with a confused look on his face, a little at a loss. Brother Xiao Yi was doing this, and the dead tree dragon roar must be good. But the problem is, how can a guqin be like this? But I don’t know that when Yu Yin’s father saw that the guqin was placed in the institute, he felt that the pearl was covered with dust and was also hopeful in his heart, so he wanted to ask for it to be played again.
Who would have thought that the headmaster would sarcastically make Yuyin's father leave embarrassedly?
This incident has become a heart-wrenching problem for Yu Yin's father. It is undoubtedly a pain for the piano player to not use it when encountering a good piano.
Yu Yin was also worried about this.
Later, after he finished his career, he had the opportunity to perform at the institute's request, but he refused without hesitation.
But now, this dead tree dragon roar is mine!
Yu Yin smiled, but tears couldn't stop falling...
With his fingers gently brushing across the face of the piano, he smiled and said to Yan Nu, "Even if there is this piano, it is enough to match the plum blossom falling."
Yan Nu couldn't help but be happy for Yu Yin.
The wrap is a string, and it is a high-quality ancient string.
This kind of string is said to be made of ancient methods, and the material is the mane on the neck of the white dragon horse in the Western Regions. Among the manes of the white dragon horse, there are about a dozen blue-colored hairs, which are the best string making materials. When using the piano, plucking the strings with your fingers will produce a kind of light blue ripples. Therefore, this string is called blue pattern, which is very expensive.
In the Northern Song Dynasty, this set of blue patterns, plus hundreds of silos, is not something that ordinary piano players can use.
But the blue-patterned strings have a very beautiful tone, which is also a lifelong pursuit by the piano player... In later generations, this method of making blue-patterned patterns has been lost, so Yu Yin only got the name but no strings. Unexpectedly, I really didn't expect that there was a dead tree roar and then a green-patterned pattern. The joy in my heart was hard to express in words, Yu Yin turned around and hugged Yan Nu, spinning in the courtyard.
Yan Nu was a little confused, but seeing Yu Yin so happy, he felt inexplicably happy for him...
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It was night, and the wind blew.
Li Yifeng had a gloomy face and walked into the restaurant.
Downstairs, the sound of silk and bamboo singing and dancing was endless, but Li Yifeng's heart seemed extremely heavy.
He came to the door of the private room and pushed open the door. He saw a few young men sitting in the middle of the room. When he saw Li Yifeng coming in, he stood up.
Xu Kui and Li Ruoshui are here too.
In addition to these two people, there is still a young man in fine clothes.
The clothes are pretty gorgeous, but the figure looks thin and thin.
"Dalang, why did you arrive at this time?"
The young man stood up with a smile and sang a look at Li Yifeng.
Li Yifeng had a gloomy face, "The third brother is here too, I'm late at home."
He sat down at the table, then waved his hand, signaling the recording sisters who were accompanying the drink to go out, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yi is back!"
Chapter completed!