Chapter 1018 The old Cheng family, who inherited poetry and books, is the sound of this era
Chapter 1018 The old Cheng family, heir of poetry and calligraphy, is the father of music in this era (please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi thought about it and couldn't figure out what to do, so he just raised his butt and walked towards Deng Chengxin's house not far away.
When they arrived at the door, they heard the sound of energetic playing cards coming from inside, and Cheng Chubi's face darkened.
Unexpectedly, these guys were more playful than him. Cheng Chubi stood at the door and coughed dryly.
Soon there was a noise of busy hands inside, and then the two brothers Cheng Liang and Cheng Guang were seen.
Accompanying Smiley Face and Deng Chengxin came out to give him a gift.
As for Cheng Fa, Cheng Da, Cheng Ji and Cheng Li, they are on duty at Cheng University.
Cheng Chubi nodded and strode into Deng Chengxin's room. There were several musical instruments hanging in the room.
Cheng Chubi looked at the four musical instruments, the flute, the flute, the harp and the pipa, for a long time before he turned to Deng Chengxin.
"Congratulations, the only wind instruments you have here are the flute and flute?"
Deng Chengxin didn't quite understand why the young master would ask this, but he still nodded sheepishly.
"Sir, I am stupid. After studying with my father for several years, I have only learned these four musical instruments, so I only have these four kinds of instruments here."
Cheng Chubi crossed his arms and asked Deng Chengxin.
"Well... then tell me, which one takes more effort, playing the flute or the flute?"
"???" Deng Chengxin looked at the third young master with a serious and focused expression in confusion.
I always feel that the direction of Third Young Master's question is a bit skewed. I have only ever heard people ask about the difference in sound quality and timbre of these two instruments. The first time I heard it, it was stronger.
Brothers Cheng Guang and Cheng Liang also had dark expressions on their faces, looking at each other furtively.
"What do you want to do, Third Young Master? Doesn't it seem to have nothing to do with whether you are strong or not and whether you know how to blow?"
"Shut up. Young Master heard this and may let you practice."
Deng Chengxin raised his hand with a very complicated mood, picked up the Dongxiao and handed it to Cheng Chubi.
"Third Young Master, this Dongfeng flute is heavier. I think it will take more effort than that flute."
"Come and play." Cheng Chubi looked at it twice and did not answer. Instead, he asked Deng Chengxin to play by himself.
Cheng Chubi, a heavy drinker, felt that except for bottle blowing, he lacked talent for other musical instruments in his life.
Deng Chengxin nodded, picked up the instrument, and began to play. The ethereal whistle sounded in the room instantly.
The fat and muscular Cheng Liang and Cheng Guang could be heard shaking their heads, as if their rough gentleman auras had been sublimated at this moment.
Cheng Chubi waved his hand with a look of disgust on his face. "Blow hard for me, don't be afraid of disturbing others."
Deng Chengxin explained to Cheng Chubi with a dark face.
"Third Young Master... I can't use too much force on this Dong Xiao. If I don't pay attention to the shape of my mouth, I'll blow it."
"What about the flute?"
"The flute is almost the same."
"Is there an instrument that you can play loudly just by puffing up your cheeks?"
"That's it...as far as I know, I'm afraid I only have the Sheng and the Suona."
Cheng Chubi immediately came to his senses, that day when he was going to perform a drainage procedure for Concubine Yuwen.
Eunuch Zhongbao once found a musical instrument called suona. Oh, yes, it seems that he saw those who played suona in the countryside.
There is no one whose cheeks don't puff up like that of a mudskipper when he blows.
Since there are no balloons, it is actually not bad to let Concubine Yuwen blow the suona. Blowing does not mean blowing, not to mention the suona still makes noise.
You can also remind her whether she is using enough force based on the sound she makes.
When Cheng Chubi thought about this, his eyes couldn't help but light up and he nodded with satisfaction.
"Well, very good, good job. By the way, show me your Pipa."
Deng Chengxin quickly took off the pipa and handed it to Cheng Chubi. After taking it, he made several postures, but in the end he felt that it was more convenient to hold it horizontally in his arms.
Then, Cheng Chubi's fingers couldn't move down for a long time. Why, he couldn't play with the four strings.
Moreover, the back of the resonance box of this thing is arc-shaped, and it is too small. When you hold it and play it like this, it always feels like it is not as exciting as a guitar.
Cheng Chubi only plucked it a few times, listened to the sound, and returned it to Deng Chengxin Road angrily.
"By the way, these musical instruments of yours were all made by craftsmen in the palace, or you purchased them yourself. Do you think you are a musical instrument craftsman?"
"They were all given to me by my father, a musical instrument maker. Xiaoquan is not familiar with them, but my father is very familiar with them."
"Well, that's okay. I'll have a nice chat with your dad later."
Cheng Chubi stood up and walked towards the outside of the house. After thinking about it, he turned back and told the three brothers.
"Don't play too late, remember to go to bed early."
Then he wandered towards his room.
The three brothers looked at each other, a little confused.
"Third Young Master, what's going on? You're so nagging."
"If you ask me, how do I know? Maybe the third young master is too idle and wants to play a musical instrument."
"Yes, yes, the third young master wants to talk to my father about musical instruments. Could it be that he thinks these instruments are not powerful enough to play and wants to get a big trumpet?"
"..."
"Forget it, forget it. I can't understand what the Third Young Master is thinking. Come on, come on, hurry up and continue to fight."
Soon, the sound of happy playing cards sounded again in Deng Chengxin's house, and Cheng Chubi returned to the house.
Grabbing a pen and paper, he started drawing and using his superb line art, he drew a beautiful guitar and guitar cross-section.
In addition, the guitar has six strings, and Cheng Chubi has only played guitars with six strings. Guitars with other string numbers have nothing to do with Cheng Chubi.
After drawing this thing, Cheng Chubi put the picture away, thought about it, and drew the maracas and the violin he knew.
Although Cheng Chubi doesn't know how to do it, it doesn't stop him from making this thing. It's not impossible for someone to learn it without a teacher.
Anyway, it doesn't matter if the violin looks like it is irregularly made. Thousands of years later, historians will take a look at it.
Wow... It turns out that the ancestor of the violin is here, right here, in the hands of the old Cheng family of the Tang Dynasty. He is him, he is the inventor of the violin.
When he thought about this, Cheng Chubi immediately became happy, "Nima, I just want to cut off your escape route."
Who dares to say who made these things?
Well, when I get inspiration in the future, I have to write it down quickly. By the way, I have to write down how I got the inspiration to invent the guitar and the violin.
It must be written in an upright and upright manner, and it must also convey the feeling of inventing and creating.
Only in this way can archaeologists and historians in later generations verify each other.
I have to admit that the old Cheng family, a heirloom of poetry and calligraphy, is the father of music in this era.
More than 1,400 years ago, Cheng Sanlang stood at the top of the universe, stepping on countless musical instruments invented by him.
Holding high the old Cheng family's banner of upholding justice for heaven, they smiled up at the sky.
At this moment, he heard a rooster crow. Cheng Chubi opened his eyes and saw that it was already dawn...