Volume Three, Yin Jiang, Chapter 103, Jianjia in the Wild
Seeing the white jade flute on Qingqing's waist shimmering with purple light, Fairy Baihua seemed to have a slight eyelid twitch.
The four of them were on the stage to greet each other. General Shen saw that Ziqin and Qingqing were moving lightly, jumping up and reaching the several-foot-high platform without any effort. Their movements were in perfect harmony, so he couldn't help but raise his hands and say:
"You two are really rare masters! You can even hear the difference in the subtle sounds of the palace. I really admire you!"
Hearing his words, Ziqin couldn't help but look at the West Lake general. The general lowered his eyes, and his beautiful features showed many traces of wind and sun. Head Linghu secretly sighed in his heart: "The soldiers and horses are galloping. There are people who are so good at hearing things - Qing Qing and I whispered softly, but the general could hear it clearly even on the stage."
Thinking of this, Ziqin didn't dare to be rude, so she smiled and returned the courtesy.
When Qing Qing raised his head, he saw his master and General Shen of the West Lake looking at each other with some admiration in their expressions. Only Baihua Fairy stared at him motionlessly. Then he stepped forward, held the white jade flute in his hand, and closed it. Xiu leaned over and said:
"Junior Linghu, I boldly ask for advice from my senior. I wonder what the fairy wants to play?"
The fairy raised her hand, covered the corners of her mouth with her sleeves, and whispered: "Young Master Linghu, have you ever listened to the ancient music of Miyu Lake?"
Qingqing shook his head: "Never."
Unexpectedly, the fairy smiled instead. She opened her white teeth slightly and said, "I haven't heard of it before. I just came to West Lake for the first time today and was fortunate enough to get some advice from a senior, so I kept it in mind. The young hero has a destiny, so I met the young hero." listen."
After saying that, he closed his eyes, pressed his left hand on the wood, and used the exquisite five fingers of his right hand to play a round of pipa sounds. The fairy spoke slowly in his hands, and also sang in a low voice:
"There are weeds in the wild, and you can pick the flowers there. I'll tell you my story, and I'll go home with you."
"There are day lilies and thorny wormwood in the wild. They have stopped me from raining, and I am looking for silk with my son."
It turns out that this is the ancient music and tune of Miyu West Lake. Qingqing listened silently and thought to himself. Ancient tunes are often very different from modern tunes, so he said that the ancient tune "Shajiang Yin" in Bei Mo is different from modern tunes. When you listen to the tune "Jianghe" at the same time, you will often feel that there is a big difference. Ancient tunes always have less restraints of rhythm and more indulgent imagination. Therefore, when people sing it today, they find that some of the singing is difficult to understand. , is also common.
Therefore, most "ancient tunes", whether it is "Daocheng Liefeng" or "Shajiang Yin", have been improved several times by the masters of the past generations before they can be used by today's people. It is just that the improved tunes, no matter how smooth and beautiful, are It always lacks some of the flavor of the past.
What Baihua Fairy is singing with her pipa at this moment is a real ancient song.
"There are coriander trees in the wild, and they are the flowers to be picked." When Qingqing heard it, she couldn't help but feel that the tune was bland and the rhythm was even too slow. After chanting one word for more than half an hour, the melodious melody still didn't come around. Listening carefully, she couldn't help but feel I don’t admit it, the tune in this ancient song has a different charm that modern people can’t learn, and it is quietly hidden in that palace and business.
"There are day lilies and wormwood in the wild. I am trying to stop the rain, and I am looking for silk..."
As for the rest of the spectators who followed Baihua Fairy in the audience, how did they know that there were so many melodies? They just listened to the fairy's melodious tune, and their expressions were mesmerized, so they endured the long tune with eighteen turns on the mountain road and listened patiently.
After singing the line "Looking for silk with the child", people finally waited for the fairy to raise her voice and sing a clear high note. I don't know who took the lead in shouting - "Okay"! Then everyone in the audience rushed to applaud. .
The fairy slowly removed her hand from the silk string, but the lingering sound still lingered faintly into the night sky.
I saw Baihua Fairy raise the corner of her mouth, leaving a faint smile
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, and then looked at the white jade flute in Qingqing's hand. The rest of the people also turned their heads curiously, wanting to know the name of the visitor in green who was invited to the high platform by the fairy.
Qingqing took a deep breath and put the white jade flute to her mouth.
When he was on Lirong Mountain, Qingqing worked hard and played the flute non-stop every day. But since coming down from the mountain, he didn't really play the flute much. Most of the time, as the people in the world said, the white jade was blown away.
The flute is used as a broken wooden stick, and the "brush array sword technique" is used to fight a bloody path among thousands of troops.
At this moment, I really put the white jade flute in my mouth, and a strange familiarity suddenly surged in my heart.
Since Baihua Fairy used ancient music as an introduction, Qingqing logically said that it would be better to use Dongshan ancient music, or "Pingsha Luoyan", or "Plum Blossom Three Lanes". It's just that the melody of "Luoyan" comes to his mouth.
, Qingqing suddenly changed his mind, and melodiously sounded a tune that no one in the world had ever heard.
Only Ziqin stared at the disciple's back immersed in the music, his hair swaying slightly, as if he had completely fallen into the paradise of the past.
This piece of music is "Jiao Pian·Untitled" that Ziqin and Qingqing jointly carved under the Xuantan.
"We exchange cups from far away and go down to the small building, the wind and smoke are flying all over the deep boat. Drunk, we cover our red leaves and search for fragrance, the branches are covered with snow..."
This new song was heard by the fairy and the general, and they were all surprised. If it was an ancient song, not to mention that the style was different, but they were both proficient in music, but no one had ever heard of it.
A sentence and a half. As for saying that this is a new song - welcoming the old with the new, this young hero Linghu is a little too bold.
When people in today's world sing songs, they tend to follow ancient practices and worship the methods of their predecessors as gods. They feel that a huge treasure house of knowledge has never been exhausted. Even the improved ancient songs only have eight tones and four instruments.
Only the leader or a highly respected elder can do it. How can it be right for a junior to mess with the classics?
But Qing Qing's flute, which he sang with three sighs and flowing clouds and flowing water, was clearly a tune newly created by modern people.
Standing aside, General Shen was surprised and a little admired. This new song not only follows the laws of ancient times, but also reveals the unique style of today. It seems that although it does not deliberately cater to the ancients
Although he has great ambitions, if he is really heard by the ancient predecessors of some sect, he can't help but be amazed.
Is it really possible for a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child to achieve such a powerful musical technique?
Turning to look at the master whom Linghu girl called "master", General Shen felt that this descendant of Linghu who was similar to himself seemed to be hiding unimaginable skills. If he had just heard
The difference in the voice of the main palace is something that powerful masters in the world can achieve, but it is completely different to be calm amidst the noise of people and make it look effortless.
Who is this from the Linghu clan?
General Shen frowned, looking at this man whose eyes never left his disciple's hand playing the flute, his eyes filled with deep light. As if remembering something old, he fell into the song composed of flute music, which belonged exclusively to their master.
The world of two disciples.
Wait—Linghu clan?
Just when the music of the flute was enchanting and General Shen was almost intoxicated, a sentence suddenly rang in his ears:
"That girl from the Linghu family, just call her 'Lin'er'."
A clear and cool wind surged from the lake, blowing up to the high platform, bringing with it a hint of refreshing water vapor. This flute song also left a lingering sound in the dense water vapor.
"When you are drunk and cover your red leaves in search of fragrance, you will find your head covered with snow under the branches..."
When the sound of the flute fell, General Shen still couldn't help humming.
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As I listened, I felt that this melody was really moving. After listening to the song, the melody was deeply rooted in my brain, and I am afraid I will never forget it.
The fairy put down her pipa, stretched out her slender hands, and clapped her hands.
The spectators in the audience were also stunned. These people who put up lights and colorful decorations in the middle of the night and worked hard to see the beauty of the Flower Fairy knew that there were few melodies, but they just wanted to see the fairy for one more moment. After listening to the pipa strings, one tune after another.
When the fairy asked Qingqing to play a flute song, those people who were yawning finally couldn't bear it anymore and left many of them cursing. The Baihua Fairy ignored the displeased look from the old madam Ruixinta and let Qingqing play alone. Go down.
After the song ended, until this moment, the crowd finally fell silent for a moment——
No one cheered, but thunderous applause erupted.
Perhaps this new song has become the first song that everyone in West Lake has heard today.
Fairy Baihua stared at Qingqing's eyes for a long time, silently. She didn't know how much time had passed before she came back to her senses as if she were just waking up from a dream, and made a "please" gesture to the other side of the high platform:
"You two, come upstairs."
As if he had forgotten that General Xihu was still on the stage, the fairy turned around and walked towards the side of the high stage. Qingqing looked back at the master and asked quietly: "Master, did the disciple just now play well?" Ziqin He stretched out his hand and flicked the disciple on the head: "Today, even the cicadas have stopped chirping in the West Lake. Is there anything else that is not good to hear?"
Qingqing felt relieved and smiled brightly at his master.
The master and apprentice both turned around and looked in the direction of Baihua Fairy. Suddenly they heard a call from behind:
"Lin'er!"
In almost a moment, without any hesitation, Qingqing turned her head as if she heard a thunder.
At the moment when he turned around, General Shen grabbed the cuff of Qingqing's Qingyi, lowered his eyes, and stared at Qingqing's face. Qingqing tried hard to break away, but unexpectedly, General Shen used so much force that he tore off a piece of Qingqing's Qingqing. Come on your sleeves.
"You are General Kong's third sister, aren't you?"
"Yes." Qingqing nodded. He wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.
General Shen stared at Qing Qing's eyes, and felt that the calm gaze revealed in these eyes was very different from that at the Bayin Club. At the Bayin Club, General Shen was just competing between Linghu girl and the second son of the Nan family. At that time, I saw it for a moment from a distance. At that time, the girl's eyes were clear and ethereal, and she really looked like a sixteen-year-old girl.
What General Shen didn't know was that on that night, General Kong's youngest brother was injured and fell unconscious, and the girl's pure eyes were stained with blood for the first time.
General Shen remembered the words in his ear and lowered his head:
"If there is a place where we can find a general in the future, young hero Linghu may just say that, but the general must be driven."
Qing Qing was stunned: "I am a junior, how dare you override the general like this?"
After hearing this, General Shen shook his head, walked down the high platform alone, and got on his horse after the entourage. Until the sound of solid horse hoofs disappeared from Qingqing's ears, Qingqing still kept watching the horses leave in the direction until the master came. A pat on his shoulder brought him back to his senses.
Fairy Baihua led the two of them into an empty pavilion. The three of them sat down together, and then the fairy found a bamboo slip from behind and spread it out in front of Master Linghu and his apprentice.
I saw that the notation method of reducing characters on this bamboo slip was densely packed and as small as a fly's head, recording a piece of music that I didn't know where it came from. The fairy raised her head, her eyes stayed on Qingqing for a moment, and then looked at Ziqin: