"Drunk and dry, a curtain of autumn shadows and the crescent moon..."
There should be more than one person on the screen, playing an ensemble of guzheng and dongxiao, interspersed with pipa sounds as decoration, and accompanied by musical instruments such as Yueqin and Tanban.
The music just started, and Wang Yuan almost spit out the wine he drank in his mouth. The prelude was so familiar that Wang Erlang couldn't help but recall the sung song by Teacher Liu and Shala at the opening ceremony of the 2008 Olympic Games: "You and I, my heart
Connecting hearts, living together in the global village..."
Fortunately, these two sentences have the same melody, otherwise Wang Yuan would really feel awkward.
The Qing dynasty singers sang the Sanqu "Bianzhuangtai" at this time, which was equivalent to a popular song in the Ming Dynasty and was called "Fashionable Xiaoling" by the Ming Dynasty.
Here in the capital, "Zhennanzhi", "Next to the Dressing Table" and "Mountain Goat" are the most popular. In recent years, "Playing with Children", "Zhuyunfei" and "Drunk Taiping" have also become popular, but their influence is far away.
Not as good as the first three songs.
These are all song titles, which are equivalent to the "composition" of popular songs. You can fill in any lyrics and sing them.
In addition, there is also the "arranging" part, such as the song "Bianzhuangtai", which is often played in "Nanxian Lu Tune", and the instruments can be matched according to preference.
There are only fifty-one words in the song "Next to the Dressing Table". Therefore, when singing, the tunes are often overlapped or other tunes are added in the middle. However, the tune remains the same, that is, the same arrangement runs throughout, forming a complete song.
Ancient popular songs.
The current song "Near the Dressing Table" describes a girl's sweetheart who goes to Beijing to take the imperial examination. The girl is missing and worried at the same time. She hopes that her lover will be the top candidate in high school, but she is also afraid that her lover will change her heart, but no matter what, she hopes that her lover will be successful in the imperial examination.
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"good!"
Zou Mu and Zhang Yun clapped their hands and cheered. Guizhou's ditties could not be compared to those in the capital. Even Nanjing's ditties were spread from the Central Plains.
However, Nanjing Sanqu has become a genre of its own, with popular tunes such as "Silver Knots", "Hanging Branches", and "Cut Indigo Flowers" - "Cut Indigo Flowers" is a piece of Chinese music that is looked down upon by famous prostitutes and courtiers.
Singing is only used by people who rely on the door to show off their smiles to attract customers.
Wang Yuan also applauded. He had to admit that this song was indeed sung well. In addition to the different styles, Ming Dynasty Sanqu had all the features of modern pop songs, and it was more elegant and layered.
Jin Lei stared at the screen, mesmerized by Qing Guoren's singing.
The Jin family has raised a group of outstanding people. Jin Lei has been used to listening to ditties since he was a child, but none of them have the amazing feeling at this moment. This is the difference between a third-rate singer and a queen in the music industry. You have to throw away when you compare goods. The singing voice of this simple man
Just like the sound of nature.
"Miss Li, can you remove the screen for a visit?" Chang Lun asked.
The Qing Guanren replied: "I will obey the orders of the young master."
The screen was removed, revealing the band inside. Most of the scholars were a little disappointed.
This Qinghuan surnamed Li can only be described as dignified and good-looking, far from pretty and charming. It can be seen that what she sells is only her skills, not her looks.
However, the arrogant Jin Lei seemed to have lost his soul at this moment. He liked this kind of woman, who was dignified and talented, but if she was too voluptuous, it would displease Mr. Jin.
Jin Lei seemed to feel the taste of love and instantly had the urge to marry this poor man back home.
I don't know how long it took, but Jin Lei finally came to his senses, because Wang Yuan reminded him: "Brother Boqi, it's your turn to perform the drinking order!"
"Oh, oh, what order is it?" Jin Lei asked.
There are many types of drinking rituals in ancient times, some are elegant, some are vulgar, and some enjoy both elegance and vulgarity.
For example, hiding the hook is a punch; for example, shooting the cover is guessing the object. Li Shangyin seems to be good at this, as evidenced by his poems: "Gou Chun warm wine is given to every other seat, and the wax lamp is red when shooting the cover."
The "twisting and drinking order" was also popular in the Ming Dynasty. In fact, it was a tumbler that was twisted and rotated. Anyone who stopped and faced the person would be punished with drinking.
The game of throwing dice is mostly favored by ordinary people. Businessmen who are a little ambitious will choose to use chips, that is, drawing lots to get chips. Wine chips are engraved with poems, and the content of the poems stipulates how many drinks should be drunk, and it is possible to draw incorrect numbers.
Drink, and even draw others to drink.
At this time, everyone here is taking the exam, so naturally they want to play Ya Ling.
There are many types of Ya Ling, including Zi Ling, Shi Ling, Ci Ling, Flower, Bird and Insect Ling, etc.
Chang Lun served as the Lingguan (the one who made the questions) and the Mingfu (the chairman of the banquet), and Li Guren served as the recorder (who monitored order and made drinking orders).
Seeing that Jin Lei was at a loss, Li Guanren reminded him with a smile: "This order is a 'one-word order for justice'. This young master will drink from the door cup first."
The "door cup" is your own wine glass. The person giving the order must drink from the door cup first. He can just take a sip as a gesture, or he can choose to toast directly.
Normally, Jin Lei would have taken a sip, but for some reason, he raised his neck and drank the wine. Feeling generous and personable, he smiled and said, "Oh."
Li Guanren said: "Someone has corrected me."
Jin Lei said again: "Bin."
"Some people have also dealt with it." Li Guoren said with a smile.
A Shanxi scholar shouted: "Brother Jin, you have been staring at Miss Li just now. I'm afraid your soul has been taken away and you no longer know what is going on in the world."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
All the scholars laughed and teased.
Jin Lei suddenly blushed and said, "Catch."
Guan Li said: "There are people who will catch you."
"Where's the stove?" Jin Lei asked.
Li Guaren smiled and said, "It's considered a pass."
The meaning of one word is to split a word into two words, and the two words should have similar or opposite meanings.
After playing this game for more than ten rounds, someone was finally fined for drinking, and more and more people were fined for drinking. It became apparent that we could no longer play the game.
Guan Li also accompanied everyone in the drinking order, and was not punished once. In the end, he spoke two rare words in succession, which shows that his basic writing skills are still very deep.
Jin Lei likes it more and more.
Chang Lun, as the commander, suddenly said: "The word order is just an appetizer, and what follows is not as good as 'wind on the table'."
"Okay." Naturally, the guests will not object to the host's opinion.
There is a wind at the table, which is to recite ancient poems containing key words based on the food on the wine table. A more advanced method is to compose poems on the spot, which must contain the food.
Chang Lun pointed to the apricot preserves on the table, took a sip of the wine from the door cup, and said with a smile: "I'll go first. The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village in the distance."
The scholar next to him also drank from the door cup: "The plums are golden and the apricots are fat."
What Mr. Li answered was: "Apricot flowers were sold in the Ming Dynasty in Shenxiang."
Wang Yuan came up with the most familiar sentence: "A branch of red apricot comes out of the wall."
This thing was even easier. After playing for a full quarter of an hour, no one was fined with alcohol. They all drank only the base wine in the door glass.
However, after a common poem has been completed, it is difficult to continue. Several people were fined with wine in a row, and even Wang Yuan drank a drink. But Jin Lei only cared about Li Guoren, who had an astonishing reserve of poetry, from beginning to end.
I was never fined for drinking.
Until most people were fined with alcohol, the drinking order came to an end.
Li Guanren led the band to continue singing, this time singing "Zhennan Branch", which tells the story of a pair of lovers who broke through the etiquette and customs, and the lovers finally got married.
After singing "Zhennanzhi", he sang "Shanshan Sheep" again.
It's not Zhang Yanghao's "Sheep on the Hillside: Tong Cares about the Ancients", but "Sheep on the Hillside" by Tang Bohu: "The green plantain courtyard, the newly embroidered mandarin ducks and fans. The weather is warm, and I feel tired. I walk in lotus steps, in front of the swing easel. How many times are there?
When I return to my desire, I am embarrassed to see others. I go to sleep under the pillow in the kitchen. I am in my youth, I am pitiful in my youth. In the meantime, I dare not say anything."
This Sanqu is compiled into five sections, two of which are repeated singing as a whole, and a few lines are sung repeatedly. These repeated sections are actually equivalent to the climax of modern pop songs, which can enhance the memory and spread of the song.
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"Okay!" The audience applauded.
As for Tang Bohu, who is down and out, who cares about him? Just listen to the song.
By this time, Chang Lun was already drunk, and he started to play an evolved version of "Wind at the Table", which was to compose a poem based on the food at the table. If he couldn't compose it, he would be punished with three drinks as a penalty.
This is also Li Guanren's favorite part. She can take the opportunity to collect poems and songs from scholars. If someone wins the top spot in the competition, and she puts out her works for a competition, her business will surely explode.
When it was Wang Yuan's turn, he immediately accepted the punishment of three glasses of wine, and the excuse was the same as before: "I have an agreement with my mentor, I will never write poetry again in this life."
Everyone smiled and didn't care. They just thought that Wang Yuan had no poetic talent and it was not a shameful thing.
Jin Lei was so sullen that he actually composed a song "Revelation of Heartfelt Love" in front of everyone, which almost failed to express his love for Guan Li on the spot.
The scholars laughed and booed, but Li Guanren smiled and said nothing. She had obviously encountered such a thing.
It wasn't until Zou Mu called out "Brother Ruoxu" and another Shanxi scholar called "Friend Wang" that Li Guangren suddenly realized: "Your Excellency, you are the prodigy Wang Ruoxu from Guizhou?"
"No, it is Wang Ruoxu, but he is not some Guizhou prodigy." Wang Yuan said with a smile.
Guan Li had a look of admiration on his face, stood up and saluted, saying: "Ms. Wang is too modest. "Linjiang Immortal" has been spread all over the capital."
Although Wu Yin and Yuan Jifang were scholars from Shanxi, they were Imperial College students and had been studying in Beijing all year round. After being reminded by Li Guanren, the two of them were shocked and said: "I said that Brother Ruoxu is so familiar, but the supplement is actually "Lin"
Author of "Jiang Xian"!"
Other Shanxi scholars didn't understand what was going on, so they asked others about it.
Wang Yuan was also extremely surprised at this moment. He didn't know that Guo Shen had written to a friend to brag about it, and he couldn't understand why the poems he copied could reach the capital.
Li Guaren smiled and said: "I am lucky enough to meet Wang Xianggong face to face, so I must sing this song "Linjiang Immortal"."
The singing sounded again, and the Shanxi scholars, including Chang Lun, were amazed and inexplicable. They all regarded Wang Yuan as a secret top talent.
After singing the lyrics and music, Chang Lun stood up and clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I don't think Brother Ruoxu is so talented. Just now, we were just doing the same thing."
"No way, Brother Mingqing is overly praised." Wang Yuan said with a wry smile.