Yan Shigu heard it immediately. In such an empty place, the sound of the piano could not help but drift away. No matter how skilled the piano player was, there was nothing he could do about it.
It's just the skill of the luthier that determines to what extent this defect will be magnified.
The sound of the piano is still very soothing when it starts, ding-ding-dong-dong, which is the prelude, paving the way for the main song.
The song "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" was very famous in the world and even later. Both the artistic conception and the stories contained in it are the treasures left by the predecessors and the culmination of the accumulation of Chinese civilization.
Except for Li Po, everyone here is a scholar, and almost all of them have heard this music.
However, when a famous piece like "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" is played, one hundred luthiers will look a hundred different ways. The level of skill is one thing, and the musical notations are also different. Those with poor abilities will mostly play according to the ancient notation, while skilled luthiers will make some changes.
But the most important thing about this piece is the rhythm and artistic conception, which is already recognized by everyone.
Because it contains the story of meeting a close friend, there are many pauses in the music. In fact, the original music is no longer available because later people changed it too much.
The pause may mean that the two people are talking, or it may be that the skilled piano master deliberately left it blank and replaced it with the aftertaste for people to pause and reflect.
Anyway, this is the part of the song that requires the most skill. The pause should not be too long or too short. It must be played according to the rules of long aftertaste but disconnected threads.
The rhythm is so difficult, and the artistic conception is even more difficult. Most piano players are simply unable to integrate their own emotions into the music, let alone move others.
The remaining people who are good at this art are pursuing an ethereal feeling when playing high mountains and flowing water. The empty mountains are silent and the streams are tinkling. To the ears of experts, this actually means that the sound is similar but has no form, and the meaning is superficial but not deep.
Just like writing an article, the words are superficial and cannot reach the heart. No matter how gorgeous the words are, they cannot really move people's hearts.
This is far from the theme of mountains and flowing water.
Only those who are truly masters of the piano can be both visually and spiritually attractive.
This is Gao Shan Liu Shui, a piece of music that everyone knows, but is extremely unfriendly to most violinists.
Yan Shigu proposed this song, not only to flatter the emperor, but also to embarrass Mr. Lu Xiang. Either you will make a fool of yourself on the spot, or I will enjoy it.
The cunningness of the literati is very concretely demonstrated here.
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The sound is smooth and soothing, with almost no ups and downs, but it makes people very comfortable.
However, Yan Shigu, Wei Zheng and others felt that this kind of beginning was a bit too mediocre for a famous prostitute who was widely known.
But they unconsciously wanted to hear the sound of the piano in their ears, as if there was an invisible thin thread pulling their minds.
At this moment, Lu Xiangjun made a strong hook with his hand, and suddenly an explosive sound sounded.
Her hand stopped in mid-air, and the first pause of the song came without any warning. It was obvious that she had made changes to the mountain and flowing water.
Even in such an empty place, there is still lingering sound, which makes people feel that it lasts for a long time.
Yan Shigu frowned, did he use too much force?
That’s not how the music of mountains and rivers is played, is it? Just trying to impress people? That would be so disappointing.
There was only a moment's pause before Lu Xiangjun's hand quickly fell on the strings. The strings clanked and the sound suddenly became denser.
The swaying grass and trees, the gurgling water, damn the sense of emptiness.
It's like a strong wind blowing over the hills, water covering the hillsides, mountains and forests trembling, and waves rising suddenly.
The tune was still the same, but Mr. Lu Xiang played it very differently from the people of the time. He even went the opposite way, completely abandoning the gentle tune and playing it fast and urgently.
Just like encountering wind and rain while mountain climbing, sailing in the middle of the current is full of dangers.
After a few breaths, there is a blast, as if outlining the pipa, and the sound gradually becomes more vigorous.
Because of this, every note is clearly audible, covering up all the shortcomings caused by environmental factors. The annoying spring breeze slowly passing by the river bank seems to have become an assistant to the music.
After only half a cup of tea, Lu Xiangjun was already blushing and sweating on his forehead. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of energy and energy.
But her small body seemed to burst out with great power. It was like a person sitting firmly on the bow of a boat, hanging on a cliff. It seemed dangerous, but it was as stable as Mount Tai.
Everyone was also bound by the sound of the piano, their minds were shaken, and they couldn't restrain themselves.
Even a person like Li Po, who had almost no interest in music, frowned, thinking that he was pretty damn good, but mountains and rivers... shouldn't be like this, right?
Why do we sound like we are in a hurry to die? It's really a ghost.
Well, it doesn’t count as playing the piano to a cow. After all, it is an intelligent creature and can respond to music to a certain extent.
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When the sound of the piano reaches a high point, it will flow down and gradually turn low, just like the sky clears after the rain, and the wind and waves are calm.
This is another pause, but it is continuous and continuous, and it continues without any obvious stop.
Li Po had never thought that music could convey such clear emotions, and found it very magical.
Later, people's culture was greatly eroded. Instead of hearing pianos, they heard musical instruments such as violins. Everyone also said that music has no borders.
It sounds reasonable at first glance, but in fact, as a part of the inheritance of civilization, how can music not have its own characteristics and boundaries?
In fact, few people here in China can resonate with the music that came from the west.
Everyone neither knows its historical background nor understands the cultural process in which it was born. It sounds lively when played cracklingly, but in fact many people feel drowsy and confused after listening to it.
But if you try some famous Chinese songs such as Sunset Flute and Drum, Fishermen and Woodcutter Questions and Answers, even if you don’t understand the meaning, you can still feel the charm of the music. This is the role of cultural heritage in it.
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The sound of the piano still echoes endlessly, ding-ding-dong-dong, and the player is still working very hard, but because of the rhythm, it is bouncing like an elf, gradually showing joy.
Just like the aftermath of a disaster, the risk has passed and people's tense mood has been relieved.
When the idea is intense, there is another obvious pause, and then there is a change. The mountains are high and the water is far away, and the realm is empty and bright. When it reaches the extreme, it also reveals a sense of desolation. The empty mountains are silent, the water is stained with wind and cold, and it is difficult to know the sound.
Good friends are hard to find.
The sound of the piano is deep, revealing an increasingly strong sense of sadness, but it is also mixed with some loneliness and arrogance, just like a peerless swordsman, drawing his sword and looking around, but it is rare to find an opponent, and he feels at a loss.
The sound of the piano gradually fades away, but the lingering rhyme lingers.
Lu Xiangjun was gently playing with the strings, tears welling up in her eyes. She completely integrated her emotions into it, carefully experiencing the aloofness and arrogance in it, and preparing for the future.
She doesn’t seem to be playing with the strings, but playing with people’s hearts...
The most important thing about this song is the pauses and transitions, and Lu Xiangjun has achieved these to the extreme. Those pauses are not really pauses, but serve as a link between the past and the future.
Just like now, when the sound of the piano comes back, the loneliness gradually disappears, and the strings vibrate, showing excitement again, but the main tone is stable and consistent, just like meeting new friends, each showing their skills and talking to each other.
A smile gradually appeared on the lips of the person listening to the piano. So much foreshadowing was actually just for this moment.
Boya and Ziqi became close friends as soon as they met, leaving a lingering fragrance that lasts through the ages. This is the softest place in the hearts of every literati in the world.
We have acquaintances all over the world, how many close friends can we have?
The sound of the piano is getting more and more soothing, but it reveals endless joy. Compared with the joy just now, it can touch people's hearts even more. The sound of the piano is like running water, trying to touch the delicate parts of people's hearts, and washing people's spirits by the way.
world.
The song finally came to an end, and the lingering sound lingered in the spring breeze, as if someone was saying goodbye reluctantly but helplessly, mixed with a little expectation of seeing each other again in the future.
Everyone is familiar with the story of Boya and Ziqi. What people today value is not the story itself, but the spirit of the ancient scholars and officials contained in it.
The lingering sound is still there, and everyone has an inexplicable taste when sipping it.
For a long time, no one was willing to speak. Finally, Yan Shigu sighed and said: "Bo Ya dropped his harp, and I said that the mountains and rivers have become silent. I didn't expect that today... it would be like walking with the ancient sages. The name of the Lu family is indeed true."
That’s right, thank you very much.”
Yao Qian also praised: "It's so amazing that the Lu family's piano art has reached a new level... Hearing this good news, the rest of my life will be worth it."
This one is already a little incoherent.
Although Li Po was also moved by the sound of the piano and admired the skills of this famous Jiangnan prostitute, he did not have the ability to immerse himself in it.
At this time, I looked around and thought to myself that there is an emperor here. Can you please stop being so miserable? It makes people all covered with pimples, you know?
So before anyone else could join in the fun, he clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Okay..."
Then... he paused awkwardly. He thought it was really good, but he couldn't tell what was good about it. This was a bit embarrassing.
But the flatterer came to join in the fun, "Your Majesty, you are interested in poetry? How about writing a poem to record it?"
Well, here comes the sequelae. Li Po has been a little moody lately and has written several amazing poems in succession. Most of the courtiers have read them and they all know that the emperor has a beautiful heart and is the master of the poems.
The ministers have been getting along with the emperor for a long time, and they are quite doubtful in their hearts. They know that the emperor is a sharp knife, and generally they will not test the emperor's details in this way. After all, it is an extremely irresponsible move towards themselves.
Yun Dingxing was in the outer dynasty, and although he often regarded himself as the emperor's confidant, he had never met the emperor a few times, so he took the opportunity to pat him on the back. In fact, it was no different than squeezing him, and he was already patting him on the horse's leg.
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Lu Xiangjun over there was a little exhausted, his forehead and back were covered with sweat, his fingers were sore, and his arms were so sore that it seemed like they no longer belonged to him.
But after hearing this sentence, he still raised his head expectantly, and his ears stood up even higher. With the Sapphire Case in front of him, might we be able to see the outcome?
