Chapter 1577 Fortunately, Lao Tzu is not a kind person, eh? No
Chapter 1577 Fortunately, I am not a kind person, huh? No... (please subscribe and vote)
Li Shimin looked at this string instrument. He was also an amateur musician.
Of course, his musical talent was inherited from his biological father, Li Yuan, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
You know, among the masters of plucking instruments in the Tang Dynasty, his father Li Yuan can definitely be ranked in the top five.
A pipa in one hand would put even the palace musicians to shame.
And not only the pipa, but also the yueqin, the lancet, and even the Persian tutel, etc., my own father can also play it with style.
Now that guy Cheng Sanlang has come up with such a fresh string instrument, haha...
As a filial son, I would naturally not let it go after seeing such a different style of plucking instruments.
Fang Jun nodded subconsciously. "Yes, Brother Chu Bi got one for his nephew before, and it was made by Master Luo from Taile Department."
When I think about it, the Cheng's pipa was a little heavy, but the sound was excellent, but unfortunately, it was eventually replaced by the shameless Brother Chu Bi.
"...Later I changed it to this one for my nephew. He said it was lighter and easier to carry."
Li Shimin took this piece and weighed it in his hand for a few times. This Cheng's pipa felt lighter than the ordinary pipa.
It seems that the material is also different from ordinary pipa.
Li Shimin turned around, wanting to call Cheng Sanlang over, and saw his daughter bragging and spanking with Cheng Sanlang, looking very happy.
I couldn't help but feel evil in my heart, so I handed the pipa to Fang Jun, then gave him a few instructions, and watched Fang Jun, who was copying the pipa, run quickly towards Cheng Chubi.
"Looking for me?" Cheng Chubi raised his thumb and tapped the tip of his nose, then raised his head in confusion.
Not far away, he saw Li Shimin curling his fingers towards him with a smile.
He looks like a bad gentleman seducing a woman from a good family. Bah...it's the look of an elder with ill intentions who wants to deal with the honest and honest younger generation.
"Brother Cheng San, come over quickly, my father is calling you."
Cheng Chubi could only smile honestly at Li Mingda, but facing Li Shimin alone, haha...
Cheng Chubi subconsciously reached out to the side and fished it out, showing a sweet-hearted smile. As a result, he got nothing.
"Okay, that Xian... I asked you, brother Xian, why are you running so fast as if you were chased by a ghost?"
Li Ke had already jumped not far away, with an expression of joy in others' misfortune.
"Brother Chu Bi, please stop being so silly and hurry up. My father is looking for you, not his younger brother."
Cheng Chubi glared angrily at this prodigal prince who had gone his separate ways when disaster struck, and could only share wealth and honor but not adversity.
Then he smiled and tugged at Brother Jun who was still stunned.
"Let's go, let's go with Brother Wei. Don't try to imitate your brother Wei De. There is no sense of loyalty at all."
Li Mingda pursed his lips tightly until Brother Cheng, the third brother, grumbled and pulled the confused Fang brother away.
Li Mingda quickly turned around and raised her hand to cover her mouth. If she didn't control it, she was really worried that she would laugh out loud.
"Brother Chu Bi, why are you dragging me down? His Majesty said he wanted to see you, not me."
Fang Jun had a dark look on his face, but he was dragged back to his future father-in-law because of his lack of strength.
Cheng Chubi then nodded and bowed, smiled apologetically, and bowed respectfully to His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, whose intentions were unknown.
"My nephew has met his uncle. I wonder why my uncle called my nephew here?"
"I asked you to come over. Naturally, I have something to discuss with you. I believe you, my nephew, also know that."
"The Supreme Emperor is an old man who is good at music and is best at playing musical instruments, whether it is the pipa, willow-leaf harp, or other instruments."
"The Supreme Emperor is quite proficient, and he has asked me many times to search for some rare instruments for him, or musical instruments that I have never seen before in the Tang Dynasty, and collect them for fun..."
"Your Cheng family's pipa is quite strange. Since I saw it today, hehe..."
Hearing this hoho, Cheng Chubi almost hohoed, and subconsciously held his head high and said.
"Uncle, you're welcome. Just take it. Brother Jun, come on, come on. I'll give you another one later. Hurry and take this one down and give it to Your Majesty."
"..." Fang Jun looked at Brother Chu Bi with a dark look on his face, who was smiling and pointing his fingers at him.
"..." Li Shimin looked at Cheng Sanlang with a dark look on his face as he wanted to take back what he had given away and give it away again.
"My beloved nephew, you have nothing to do here. Well, go aside. I want to have a good chat with Cheng Sanlang."
After hearing this, Fang Jun, who was amnesty, immediately ran away, leaving Cheng Sanlang alone.
Seeing that Fang Jun had left, Li Shimin frowned unhappily and said sullenly.
"You kid, you want to take back the things you sent out and give them to the emperor. I think you are too brave, right?"
Cheng Chubi whispered unhappily.
"Uncle, look at what you said. My nephew, from your tone just now, it seems that you want it now."
"Yes, Erlang Fang just said that the Cheng-style pipa you are wearing was made by Master Luo from the Taiyue Department."
"Why, are you reluctant to give good things to the Supreme Emperor?"
"This is my gun?" Cheng Chubi lowered his head and looked at the gun in front of him, which had an ebony back and a sycamore wood panel.
It was made with painstaking efforts by Luo Moumou, a national musical instrument making master, and is a good treasure that can be passed down from generation to generation.
Despite all the calculations, His Majesty the Emperor, who has no martial ethics, would even plan to take away the treasure he wanted to inherit as a family heirloom.
Cheng Chubi looked at the beautiful baby in his arms with sad eyes, but smiled sadly in his heart. Fortunately, I am not a kind person, huh? No...
How should this sentence be said? It should be called "Fortunately, I am not a kind person either."
We have already considered various situations and the possibilities caused by wandering around with treasures.
"Since my uncle wants it, it's not impossible, but my nephew is really worried that the Supreme Emperor won't be able to do it."
"???" When Li Shimin heard the adjective "unable to act", his whole body went dark. What kind of bullshit is this kid talking about?
"Cheng Sanlang, don't talk nonsense. You are a musical instrument, not a weapon. There is no reason to play with it or not."
"Hurry and bring it to me. Why, do you still want me to have a bad reputation as someone who robs juniors of their belongings?"
Looking at the shameless Emperor of the Tang Dynasty who had a righteous and stern expression, Cheng Chubi reluctantly took off the instrument he was carrying.
"Uncle, my nephew is really not talking nonsense. Only a talented and powerful musician like my nephew can play this thing."
Li Shimin ignored Cheng Sanlang's nonsense and subconsciously stretched out one hand to raise it, his expression suddenly changed.