"What kind of song is this? It's so good!"

"It's not a music, it's an instrument! I noticed it when I was singing the lyrics just before I talked about it. It's clearly not a zither, but another unknown instrument!"

"What the hell is...who knows?"

"Shop, store..."

After finalizing the plan, both Xie Hong and Zeng Jian were relieved. The matter we were talking about today was really related, and no one would believe it if they said it. Just as he was thinking of something easier, a noise suddenly came from downstairs. Xie Hong was stunned. When he listened carefully, he found that they seemed to be talking about piano. He hurriedly got up and called a waiter to ask.

"Young Master, Mr. Ma just finished his book, and then the two ladies started playing the piano and listened to a song. That's it." These waiters were not recruited locally, but people borrowed by Xie Hong from Dongjiazhuang. He had many secrets in this teahouse and was unfamiliar with the locals. Xie Hong was still a little worried about the locals.

After hearing the waiter's words, Xie Hong also understood that his initial idea was to set up a music teahouse, and storytelling was one of the links, and lyrics were to meet the situation. In the end, in this gap, it was music. If this music was outstanding, it had to rely on the piano.

Xie Hong also knew that it was impossible to say that pianos surpass traditional instruments, but each had its own strengths. But this piano firmly occupied the word "novelty". What is the most fun thing is the most fun thing. New instruments can bring new feelings and greater expectations. This is the source of Xie Hong's confidence.

"Don't quarrel, it's the next song soon. Don't you want to listen to it?" Ma Ang's main task is to tell the story. Erniu is the gatekeeper, Ling'er and Qing'er are playing music, and Ma Wentao is the lobby manager. It is of course his responsibility to maintain order. As for Xie Hong, ahem, according to him, his position is chairman.

When Ma Wentao and Ma Ang asked about the specific responsibilities of the chairman, Xie Hong replied this: The chairman is just a person who knows everything but doesn't care about anything. And for a long time, he is called the chairman. Of course, this is an excuse for him to be lazy and become a hand-off manager, but facing Xie Hong's shamelessness, Erma was speechless.

The expectation for music was indeed great, and even overwhelmed the curiosity. When Ma Wentao shouted, everyone quickly calmed down. Soon, the music echoed in Houdefang again. Most of the songs were adapted by Ling'er from ancient music or composed by himself. Xie Hong did not interfere at all. The lines were like mountains, and he couldn't interfere even if he wanted to interfere.

Fortunately, Ling'er has a very high musical talent. These ancient musical songs have been adjusted to a more suitable style for piano playing. They are soft and have a strong character. The performance techniques are like flowing clouds and water, without any stagnation. The audience below are certainly intoxicated, and even Xie Hong himself can't help but be slightly drunk and amazed in his heart.

"No wonder my nephew has such confidence. After listening to such a rhythm, I feel full of confidence. But what kind of allusion does the piano come from? I have never heard of it at this age." As the song was about to end, Xie Hong suddenly felt someone around him. When he turned around, he walked to the door at some point and sighed sincerely.

This is not good for the ancients. They had to tell an allusion for everything. This piano originated from the Mediterranean. How should we explain this allusion? Xie Hongda Khan hurriedly changed the topic and said, "This piano is in the piano room there. Since Uncle Zeng is interested, how about it?"

Xie Hong is still very good at dealing with the technical maniac. Back then, he was also a technical maniac. He knew that as long as he asked such a person related to it, no matter what questions he had, the other party would put aside. Zeng Jian was different from Dong Ping. His skills were quite complicated, which was somewhat similar to Xie Hong. He went there happily when he heard this, and he completely forgot the questions he just now.

When he opened the door of the piano room, Xie Hong and Zeng Jian were both surprised. Zeng Jian was shocked by the piano. As he thought in advance, since the piano name contained the word "吉", it should look like a piano, but he didn't expect it to be a box. Xie Hong was surprised because there was one more person in the piano room, a little girl who was about the same age as Qing'er.

The little girl's lips are red and white, her teeth are carved with jade, and she looks very likable. When Xie Hong came in, she was talking with Qing'er and smiling. Qing'er's smile is always a little shy in her silly, like a little flower waiting to bloom; and this little girl smiles like a bright sun, which makes people shine.

The two girls got together, just like Chunlan and Qiuju, each winning the game. When they contrasted with each other, they looked even more cute. When they suddenly saw this scene, Xie Hong's heart and nature couldn't help but feel moved. Then he couldn't help but wonder, whose child this little girl was and how did she come in? There was a waiter on the second floor watching.

"Brother Hong."

"grandfather."

Xie Hong and the other two pushed the door and alarmed the girls in the piano room. Ling'er was sitting in front of the piano playing, but she looked here lightly, without any movement. But when the two little girls looked up, they all came up with each other. Xie Hong's question was also answered. It turned out that he was Uncle Great's granddaughter, but he was really younger.

"Brother Hong, Qing'er also plays the piano today. Is it nice?" When singing the lyrics, there are drum sounds and guqin. Ling'er is too busy alone. Fortunately, Qing'er has been studying for half a month and playing the piano seems to be like this, so she can also help. When the little girl saw Brother Hong, she hurried forward to perform her skills.

Seeing the little girl tilting her head, like a young bird to be fed, with her beautiful big eyes full of anticipation, Xie Hong couldn't help but smile and said, "Well, Qing'er played a great job, Qing'er is indeed her brother's treasure."

"Qing'er, is this your brother Hong? He did the piano?" Zeng Jian didn't care much about his granddaughter, but instead walked to the piano to observe. The little girl felt bored and came to Xie Hong. She seemed a little ignorant and was not afraid of life. She just looked at Xie Hong, with a puzzled look in her eyes, as if she was very suspicious of Xie Hong.

"Brother Hong, this is Yue'er, Yue'er, this is Brother Hong." After receiving the praise, Qing'er's little face turned red. However, when she saw her new friend coming, the little girl still introduced each other to each other with responsibility, and then praised: "Brother Hong is so amazing. Yue'er, you don't know. Brother Hong also made a music box before, and the box that can play the piano by himself is so magical..."

"So amazing? Then... can you do it for Yue'er?" Zeng Yue'er's eyes lit up, she tilted her head and thought for a while, and asked honestly and unceremoniously.

Embarrassing, Xie Hong was speechless. Could it be that this little girl is as familiar as Ma Ang? She dares to ask for anything when she sees strangers. Are you not afraid that her brother will abduct you?

"Nephew Xie, this piano... was it because you came up with this structure yourself?" Before the granddaughter had finished dealing with it, the grandfather asked another question. Xie Hong saw it and was scared. Uncle Zeng was worthy of being the top leader of the Ming Dynasty's Ministry of Works. He even opened the back of the piano without any instruction. He was stunned at the moment when he was facing the structure inside.

Xie Hong also understood his shock. Among all the instruments, only the piano is the one that is the least like an instrument. Ordinary pianos have only the main structure of the piano body and strings. Picking the strings makes it vibrate, driving the piano body and making music sounds.

The piano is much more troublesome. The keys are used to pull the piano gall, and then pull the hammer to hit the strings. The vibration of the strings is transmitted to the back plate to make a sound. What's more, there are various parts such as pedals and tuning nails, which are a machine. Therefore, the West actually invented this thing in 1710, after the industrial revolution began.

Therefore, Zeng Jian was surprised when he saw this structure. Unlike those laymen, who could distinguish one or two with his experienced eyes. But the more he could distinguish, the more surprised he was. Such a complex organization was completely invisible in any classics. Was it actually conceived by a young man, a young man? It was such an amazing talent.

When Xie Hong heard the sound and pointed at the parts one by one, Zeng Jian felt like a surging wave. The more he understood, the more surprises the boy would give. He had some doubts about the plan that Xie Hong just mentioned, but now, the slightest concern has disappeared.

At this time, when I thought about Xie Hong's plan, Zeng Jian felt that it was like the structure of this piano, and it was very slight. No wonder he had such confidence to attract His Majesty. Not to mention that he was still a young man today, even the old Emperor Xiaozong, who had always been a mature emperor, would probably be very moved if he saw such instruments.

"Nephew Xie, I did not read you wrongly. Then the plan will be based on you. The Zeng family's personnel resources can be transferred. You can just give Zeng Lu instructions. If you use it, just keep your word. I will never rely on my old age."

Xie Hong was stunned. He didn't expect that he just introduced the piano, but it led to Zeng Jian's thoughts. He was overjoyed at this time and didn't care about it. He immediately responded and wanted to go out to find Zeng Lu to finalize the details of the plan.

"Grandpa, you have been talking for so long and ignored Yue'er. Don't you care about Yue'er anymore?"

Xie Hong and Zeng Jian said seriously, while the other one was very excited, and they didn't care about the others for a while. At this time, the teahouse had been cleared, and Ling'er didn't know where he went. Qing'er was still so obedient, looking into the piano beside Xie Hong, but Zeng Yue'er couldn't stand it anymore. After finally finishing speaking, she leaned against her grandfather and pulled Zeng Jian's beard and acted coquettishly.

"Okay, why don't grandpa love Yue'er? Don't pull it anymore, grandpa's beard will fall off." Zeng Jian solved his worries. It was just when he was happy. When he saw his granddaughter whom he always liked the most, he laughed and was very happy.

"Then... Grandpa, you are so familiar with this brother, please ask for a music box for Yue'er." Yue'er's eyes rolled and she said with the flow.

Xie Hong couldn't help but smile when he saw the cunning look in the little girl's eyes. Yue'er was very like a girl from later generations. She was cunning and coquettish, and she was quite cute. However, it was difficult for her to agree to her request. She had promised to do one for Qing'er before, but she had been delayed by various things and had no time to do it. If she agreed to Yue'er, she would have to do two, which was unbearable.

The music box has fewer parts than pianos, but it can only be polished and made by Xie Hong alone, because the parts are very small, and if the size is slightly inconsistent, there will be problems. Unlike pianos, they can be divided into work and collaboratively. For example, the keys are made by many people, and the size is a bit small and error-free.

He used the first one for a month that day, and now it's not much shorter to do it anymore. But now it's a time of racing against time. How can I have time? This little girl is really troublesome. But even if I don't look at Uncle Zeng's face, even though I know that her expression is all pretending, Xie Hong was embarrassed to refuse such a little girl. He was very embarrassed.

"Nephew Xie is busy with serious business, so how can I play with you? Yue'er should not make a fuss." Zeng Jian also knew the music box. Seeing Xie Hong's expression, he also guessed that it was not easy to make it, so he spoke to comfort his granddaughter.

"Then... Yue'er doesn't want it." The little girl seemed very sensible. Xie Hong was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that he had misunderstood?

"Yue'er is so sensible. Should grandpa reward Yue'er?" It turned out that there were still requests, and Xie Hong had an ominous premonition.

"Okay, okay, what reward Yue'er wants?"

"Yue'er doesn't want to go back to the capital so soon. She wants to stay in Xuanfu and play with Qing'er. Grandpa, you must agree." Yue'er smiled like a little fox who had stole a chicken, and continued to act coquettishly.

"Haha, grandpa agreed."

Governor Zhang left angry today. Xie Hong lacked experience and did not know how powerful he was. Zeng Jian understood that once the scholars and officials felt that they had been offended, they would turn around, so he had plans to stay in Xuanfu for some days. If Xie Hong's plan was successful, he would go back to Beijing with Xie Hong. Even if Zhang Nai wanted to cause trouble, he would not come in front of him.

After all, he was the Minister of Works and the Central Secretary, and Zhang Nai had to worry about it no matter what. Therefore, Zeng Jian agreed to the request of his granddaughter without hesitation.

Xie Hong didn't know Zeng Jian's plan. Looking at the two excited girls, he was a little overwhelmed. There was such a little girl at home. I really don't know whether it was a blessing or a disaster.
Chapter completed!