"Sir...do you have any information about the eldest lady?"
When Butler Prang saw Gulemo put down the letter, he immediately asked curiously.
Gulemo shook his head slightly: "No."
Butler Prang was stunned: "Then Uriel sent the letter for something very important?"
Gulemo sneered: "No."
"Then he is...?"
Gulemo put the three pages of harp music scores on the table: "He got a harp score from somewhere and wanted to invite me to perform it."
Butler Prang glanced at the table and saw that it was really the music score of the harp.
"..." Butler Pu Lang sighed. He originally thought that the boy was in a hurry, but it turned out that he just wanted to invite the master to perform this music score.
He originally wanted to say a few words for Uriel in front of the master, but now it seems that he has nothing to praise.
"At least... Uriel's original intention is good." Steward Plan said: "He also knows that the most powerful harp player in the entire Dawn City, no, in the entire Dasman Empire, is the master."
Gulemo was once the final performer on the stages of various countries. In the field of harp, if he claimed to be second, no one would dare to claim to be first.
"Perhaps that's why he invited me to play this piece of music."
Gulemo glanced at Butler Plann and sneered: "From your tone, do you think this music score is very precious?"
Butler Plan: "Although I don't have much contact with Uriel, I feel that with his artistic quality, he shouldn't just use a piece of piano music to deal with the master."
Butler Prang said this with certainty.
After all, Uriel was once a famous artistic genius in the Dasman Empire. Otherwise, how could the eldest lady become a companion with him.
For this reason, Butler Plann was very sure that there must be a reason why Uriel dared to take out a piece of music score to "disturbing" Gulemo. There is a high probability that this piece of music score is very rare.
Gulemo heard what Butler Prang said and sneered: "It's a pity that you said it wrong this time."
Butler Prang: "Ah?"
Gulemo: "According to what he wrote in his letter, he dreamed of this musical score when he was dreaming. So do you think that this kind of dreamed musical score is very valuable? Or do you think that he is lying? In fact, the piano score
Is the source of the spectrum very rare?”
...Dream? After hearing this answer, Butler Plann had the same idea as Gulemo. Isn't this a joke?
But he calmed down and thought about it carefully, and felt that it was nothing.
Uriel is a genius.
It is not impossible to get inspiration from a dream and compose a harp score.
There are many similar examples in history. Although most of them are exaggerated, since they can be recorded, they should be more or less well-founded.
"Whether 'composing music in a dream' is an excuse or not, I personally feel that since Uriel dared to send this piano score with the letter, there must be a reason." Butler Plann looked at the three pieces on the table.
A sheet of letter paper: "Perhaps this music score is really good?"
After Butler Prang finished speaking, his head was buried low. He knew very well that his words were slightly overreaching. But he still said it. This was the only thing he could do to help Uriel.
Gulemo didn't mind Butler Pulang's words. After thinking carefully for a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're right. He shouldn't have sent a piano score out of nowhere."
"Either this music score is really rare, or this music score is different."
As for what is "different"? It's hard to say. But in the history of the Dasman Empire, there are many stories about conveying clues through music.
There are even prosecutors who can find out the murderer's name through the music scores left behind by the victim.
These are all considered "different".
Gulemo knew very well Uriel's attitude towards him. If Uriel saw his back outside, he would probably be frightened and run away.
Under such circumstances, Uriel came forward on his own initiative and brought a piece of music score with him, so he must have something to say.
Thinking of this, Gulemo reached out his hand and picked up the music score on the table.
What exactly does it say? You will know after reading the music score.
Gulemo originally came to read "Black Sheep Confession Song" with a critical attitude, but when he read two or three lines, his expression gradually became serious.
"This is……"
Gulemo's mind automatically interpreted the corresponding notes. Even without using a physical harp, he had a vague feeling that something was not quite right about this piece of music.
It seems like... religious music?
Uriel knew clearly that what he disliked the most was religion, so why would he bring joy to it?
No...no!
Gulemo felt that the notes in his mind were getting denser and denser. Each of these notes was on the path of religious music, but their arrangement and combination were wrong.
It should be a solemn note, but the interpretation in my mind is a bit frivolous, even a little crazy.
Could it be that the notes of religious music are used to interpret rebellion?
This kind of music score... is very, very rare in the Ottoman Empire. There are only some records at Eden College in Birmingham. And that kind of record is also a teaching record, and there are not many examples.
Because once an example occurs, it is tantamount to slapping the imperial rule in the face.
And this special type of music is anti-religious music!
In the Dasman Empire where the Glorious Church is prevalent, this is definitely a taboo!
Why did Uriel give him an anti-religious piece of music? Is it some kind of... hint?
Gulemo felt his eyebrows twitching.
After a moment of silence, Gulemo raised his head and looked at Butler Plann: "Go and bring me my "Poetry in the Forest" now, it's in the next room."
"Poetry in the Forest" is the harp that Gulemo often uses, and it is also the harp that his sister made for him.
Soon, Butler Plann brought the well-made orange harp to Gulemo.
After Gulemo got the harp, he did not play it immediately. Instead, he said to Butler Plann: "Go out first and clear all the people on the third and second floors to the first floor. No one can do it without my permission."
No one is allowed to come up, not even Xiaobao."
Butler Pu Lang was stunned: Are you so serious?
He had already guessed that Gulemo planned to play this music score. But during the performance, two floors of people had to be cleared. This was something that Butler Plan did not expect.
This music score seems to be really "different".
Seeing Gulemo's stern expression, Butler Plann didn't dare to ask any more questions and nodded: "I understand. I'm going to clear the floor now."
About five minutes later, Butler Prang came back to report and confirmed that everyone on both floors had been cleared.
Gulemo thought for a while and asked Butler Plan to wait in the lobby on the first floor.
After all, if this is really anti-religious music, Butler Plann may be implicated if he hears it.
After everyone left, Gulemo waited for a few more minutes, closed the windows and doors, and even closed the thick velvet curtains. After doing all this, he sat back at the desk and picked up the
"Poetry in the Forest".
He looked at the music score on the table.
My fingers followed the notes on the piano score and started to strum slowly...
…
When Gulemo performed "Black Sheep Confession Song".
Crystal Plains of Dreams, outside the copy of Uriel.
Angel had just gone online when he felt the "Dream in Wonderland" fruit on the power tree shake slightly.
Angel immediately immersed his consciousness into the power tree, but after careful inspection for a moment, he found nothing unusual. Even if he used the search function, he couldn't find anything wrong.
Angel could only give up temporarily.
When Angel returned to consciousness, he saw Laplace looking at him with a puzzled expression.
"What's wrong with you?" Laplace asked worriedly.
From Laplace's perspective, Angel had just come online and was greeting him when he suddenly frowned, closed his eyes, and remained silent for ten minutes.
Laplace didn't know what was going on, and didn't even dare to disturb Angel, so he could only wait.
To be continued...