Chapter 1208 Postscript Sixty-Four: True is also false when false becomes true
Chapter 1208 Postscript Sixty-Four·When falsehood becomes true, truth is also false
"The geese are coming, the geese are coming!"
Early in the morning, several men came to the door with wild geese.
Xie Shizhang went to inspect it personally and found that there were six wild geese in total, and only one of them had obvious wounds on its feet.
"Not bad, not bad," Xie Shizhang smiled and approved, "raise them all, and then pick the two fattest ones as betrothal gifts."
Xie Yiqin immediately paid for it at a high price and gave each of the men a reward.
For the royal family, gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin are just supplements to the betrothal gifts. The real core betrothal gifts are the phoenix crown, wedding dress and a pair of wild geese - the princess's wedding dress needs to be purchased by the consort's family and sent as a betrothal gift.
Royal Palace.
Back in the house, Xie Shizhang said: "There is not much free money left at home. Will the money for the wedding banquet be enough? If it is not enough, I will show my old face and borrow some from my old friends."
Wang Yitong said: "Don't worry, father. The wedding banquet here in Luoyang will be organized by the royal family, and we only need to send the bride price. The wedding banquet back home does not need to be too grand."
The wedding banquet in Luoyang is held at the princess's home, and all procedures are taken care of by Zongzheng Temple. Especially who should be invited to the wedding banquet requires the emperor's approval.
The prince-in-law can also hold a party in his hometown, pay for it himself, treat his own guests, and the time can be postponed. Of course, the prince-son-in-law and the princess will definitely not show up, it is purely for the people in his hometown to enjoy themselves.
In Xie Shizhang's generation, there were only two brothers, but he also had several cousins and several clan brothers. His brother, who was a non-commissioned officer, died of illness while serving as governor of Yingzhou. How many of his children and grandchildren survived?
Settled in Yingzhou (Kyushu Island, Japan).
Xie Yiqin has many brothers and sisters in his lifetime!
After all, there is a beloved father.
However, Xie Yiqin was the only one who was admitted to the imperial examination and became an official.
Among Xie Yiqin's brothers, one is working as a government official in Shandong, one is working as a county official in Hebei, and one is running a boat and doing transportation in Duliu Town. There are also brothers from several ethnic groups who are working as county officials.
Or become a village school teacher.
The remaining brothers all work in agriculture to make a living.
The cousins who moved to Yingzhou no longer have much contact with each other.
The shops in the town and the land in the countryside were handed over to the fifth brother. The fifth brother was the only son of the famous prostitute in Baoding.
According to common sense, the family business should be taken care of by Xie Yiqin's younger brother. However, the capable younger brother went to Shandong to become a government official, and the rest were unable to manage the household.
Xie Yan has more cousins in his generation.
Wang Yitong only gave birth to three sons and one daughter, the eldest, second, sixth and thirteenth in the family.
There are so many descendants, and all of them are studying. The family's little property has long been unable to support them. It is all supported by Xie Yiqin and a few younger brothers who can make money. If the development continues, the family will be separated sooner or later. Some Xie descendants will soon
He will soon become a farmer.
(In addition, don’t question the eldest brother, the second brother is not married yet. If you look up the information of Jinshi in the Song Dynasty, you will know that there are many people who are not married in their twenties and sixties. They just want to gain fame and then talk about marriage.
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For this wedding in Luoyang, it was not interesting for Xie’s family to come too much, so they mainly stayed in their hometown to hold a banquet to celebrate.
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Xie Yan was reading his grandfather's music score. He couldn't understand the musical terms, but there was a lot of textual description in the music score.
"Ancestor, is your "Guangling San" true or false?" Xie Yan expressed serious doubts.
Xie Shizhang gave an ambiguous answer: "If I think it is true, then it is true."
Xie Yan understood clearly: "When the fake becomes the real, the real is also fake. Where is there nothing but nothing?"
Xie Shizhang smiled and said: "These two sentences you said are interesting!"
Old liar!
"Did you compile all the music scores of "Guangling San" yourself?" Xie Yan asked again.
Xie Shizhang said: "I am not very capable. When I was forty-two years old, I was invited by a friend to travel to Liaoning together. On an old bookstall in Liaoyang, I found a book of guqin music that had been soaked in water. The writing was blurry and still
There are missing pages, but based on the fact that I can still read the score clearly, I can basically conclude that it is "Nie Zheng's Assassination of the King of Han" from the Sui and Tang Dynasties."
Xie Yan only knew that "Guangling San" was very good, and asked curiously: "It is "Nie Zheng's Assassination of the King of Han", and what does it have to do with "Guangling San"?"
Xie Shizhang's smile contained a bit of sarcasm: "The so-called music scholars of the Ming Dynasty, based on the description in a few words in the "Qin Shu" of the former Song Dynasty, and a suspected fake book "Qin Cao" by Cai Yong to prove it, they must say
"Nie Zheng Assassins the King of Han" is "Guangling San", and there are dozens of related papers. They are so sure, so I will make up the story according to them."
"Can't these two piano pieces really be the same piece?" Xie Yan asked.
Xie Shizhang said: "The qin table began to appear in the Tang Dynasty, and the qin table became really popular in the Song Dynasty. At that time, Ji Kang was sitting cross-legged and playing the qin. How could he play the 'brutal and violent, with swords and spears' sounds described in the Song Dynasty's "Book of Qin"?"
Ying Can, who lived in the Cao Wei period, wrote clearly in a letter to a friend that what he heard was Guangling Qingsan. The sound of Qingsan is rich and broad, quiet and soft, how can it be an assassination song? "
Xie Yan smiled and said: "So, those music scholars from the Royal Society are wrong?"
"When I was young, I wrote a music paper to refute the idea that the two songs were confused," Xie Shizhang said with even more sarcasm in his tone.
I'll post it. Think about it, if my paper can be published, wouldn't all their dozens of papers become a joke?"
Xie Yan felt the same way.
Xie Shizhang was full of bad ideas: "I won't refute it now, and I will compile "Guangling San" according to their preferences. They must regard it as a treasure. Hehe, before I die, I will compile the "Guangling San" that I wrote back then.
Print hundreds of copies of the paper and send it specifically to low-level music bachelors who want to stand out!"
Xie Yan was quite speechless. The old man was just angry here.
I have already submitted my invitation today, and in two days I will be able to visit Yang Linzhi, the music master, who successfully calculated the Twelve Equal Temperaments and composed "Taizong's Breaking Formation Music of the Ming Dynasty".
Xie Yan asked: "When Zu Weng was young, he should have been quite famous in Luoyang, right?"
Xie Shizhang said proudly: "I made friends with the King of Tao at that time, who was the sixth brother of Emperor Dingtai. At that time, I went to Beijing for the examination for the first time. Although I unfortunately failed, I amazed the Wenhui with my piano skills. There were scholars. He introduced me to Prince Tao, and I stayed in Prince Tao's mansion for three full months. When I left the capital, I was given two thousand guan of treasure."
"Awesome!" Xie Yan praised.
Xie Shizhang said: "Because I had the reputation of being a civil servant, King Tao couldn't hire me privately, so he recommended me to be a violinist in the Hanlin Academy. I was still thinking about taking the imperial examination, so I declined politely. There were also other reasons for advocating "" The bastard with the same name as "Nie Zheng Assassins the King of Han" and "Guangling San" was the chief luthier of the Hanlin Academy at that time. I didn't want to be associated with him, but now that I think about it, it seems silly. I should go to the Hanlin Academy to follow him. Let’s fight!”
"What happened next?" Xie Yan asked.
Xie Shizhang sighed and said: "The second time I went to Beijing to take the exam, King Tao had died of illness. I regarded King Tao as a close friend. Now that he is dead, why should I still play the piano in Luoyang? I only played one song in front of King Tao's mausoleum. Then he returned home sadly."
This old man is still a sweetheart.
Two days later, Xie Yan took his grandfather to visit Yang Linzhi.
Yang Linzhi's house was twenty miles away in the western suburbs of Luoyang, and he didn't want to live that far away, mainly because he couldn't afford to buy one closer.
"Sometimes you are welcomed from afar, sometimes you are greeted from afar!" Yang Linzhi smiled and bowed.
After Xie Yan paid his respects, he introduced: "This is my grandfather. This is Yang Hanlin."
Xie Shizhang bowed and said: "Xie Shizhang from Cangzhou is so talented in writing and writing that he has met Yang Hanlin!"
"Brother Xian, you're polite, please come in." Yang Linzhi felt that it sounded familiar, but he didn't think much more about it.
I came to the living room and sat down, and the maid brought tea.
After exchanging a few words, Yang Linzhi smiled and said: "I received the emperor's order two days ago, and I will play the piano at Xie Xie's wedding banquet to entertain."
Xie Yan really didn't know this, so he quickly raised his hand and said, "Thank you for your condescension, Yang Hanlin."
Yang Linzhi waved his hand and said: "As a Hanlin musician and a princess getting married, I should do my best."
Xie Yan took the opportunity to take out the piano score: "My grandfather also studied the art of piano a little, compiled a "Qin Score" by himself, and asked Yang Hanlin to correct a few things."
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"Don't take it seriously, it's just a discussion." Yang Linzhi held it in both hands, seemingly taking it seriously, but in fact he didn't take it seriously.
A folk piano player has not even earned a bachelor's degree, and at most he is only famous in his hometown.
The title of the book is unremarkable, it's called Duliupu.
The preface is also very simple. He said that he learned piano at the age of seven and started collecting piano music when he was nearly thirty years old. This book contains three lost ancient tunes, completes seven incomplete ancient tunes, and records 12 self-composed piano tunes.
"Um?"
Yang Linzhi frowned, and the text began with "Guangling San".
This thing is too famous and has been lost for a long time. Every now and then, speculators say they have discovered "Guangling San", but without exception they are all fakes.
The song "Thanks to the Prince Consort's Grandpa" is probably also a forgery.
Yang Linzhi began to think about how to deal with it, so as not to offend the future prince-in-law, but also not to take a fake poem seriously.
Alas, it’s difficult!
When he saw the content of the music score of "Guangling San", Yang Linzhi suddenly became energetic again. Because he discovered that this fake composition had put a lot of effort into it, and it actually had a serious meaning.
The so-called "tuning meaning" is a piece of music without a title, its function is to indicate the style, mode and tuning of the formal music.
Some music scores are even accompanied by lyrics.
Yang Linzhi raised his head and looked at Xie Shizhang.
Xie Shizhang responded with a smile, and the sarcasm in his heart was even more intense. He spent twenty-three years creating the tune of "Guangling San" and revised the details dozens of times. Everything was written according to the characteristics of ancient music.
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He wanted to see if this Yang Hanlin could distinguish the authenticity from the fake.
Yang Linzhi was so frightened that he didn't even bother to read the main tune of "Guangling San". The tune before the main tune was enough to study slowly.
The meaning of this adjustment was so fake that Yang Linzhi couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to take out the piano and play it repeatedly to taste it.
He put down the music score and asked, "Brother Xian, have we met before?"
Xie Shizhang smiled and said: "At Prince Tao's Mansion."
Yang Linzhi suddenly remembered, stood up and bowed again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Your Highness, King Tao, was known as a music maniac. He entertained countless famous musicians in his life. You are the last piano player that King Tao entertained."
"Alas, my old friend has passed away." Xie Shizhang didn't know whether he was sighing at King Tao or at his own passing time.
Yang Linzhi asked: "Is this song "Guangling San" real? There is a murderous spirit in the tune, I'm afraid..."
Xie Shizhang said categorically: "I say it is true!"
Yang Linzhi left the music score behind, saying that he would study it slowly, so Xie Yan said goodbye with his grandfather.
After the grandfather and grandson left, Yang Linzhi took out the piano and played "Guangling San" repeatedly to taste. He basically concluded that it was an ancient song, but he was doubtful that it was not "Guangling San".
Xie Shizhang mended the missing parts flawlessly, but he didn't let Yang Linzhi see that it was completed by future generations.
It wasn't until he saw the words "Complemented by the author" in parentheses at the end of the music that Yang Linzhi finally showed a look of surprise on his face.
Outside Yang's house, on top of the carriage.
Xie Shizhang took out another copy of "Duliu Pu" from his arms, threw it to his grandson and said: "Take it as a betrothal gift and write it in the gift list."
"No, Zu Weng, how many copies did you bring?" Xie Yan said speechlessly.
Xie Shizhang smiled and said: "I copied ten or twenty copies. What if my life's hard work is burned by fire or soaked in water if I don't copy a few more copies?"