The flower boat viewing lasted until midnight, but Jiang Yan did not wait that long and returned to Mahuang Alley early to prepare wine and food.
After listening to Yuefu's performance, I saw Yuefu's methods. Although feasting for people's enjoyment does not have the intention to kill, it can mobilize people's seven emotions. It is extremely dangerous for a practitioner to have his emotions controlled by others.
Everyone has a musical dream, and the row of flower boats also aroused Jiang Chan's desire for music. At this moment, the bright moonlight just made Jiang Chan think of a song suitable for the occasion.
Jiang Yan cleared his throat and then started singing. He was born tone deaf and usually had to carry others behind his back when humming a tune. Fortunately, no one just started singing now.
"When will the bright moon come? Asking the blue sky for wine? I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that the beautiful buildings and jade buildings will be too cold at high places. I dance to clear the shadows, how can I feel like I am in the human world?"
Jiang Yan was lying on the chair, shaking his legs and tapping the table with his fingers to make rhythm. When he opened his eyes, he didn't know when Li Youlang, Song Yu and Su Kou were already standing in front of him.
"Why do you walk without making any sound?" Jiang Yan felt a little embarrassed when someone saw him singing.
"You were singing too intoxicatingly," Su Kou said.
"This word is so beautiful, coming from your mouth..."
Li Youlang looked at Jiang Yan amusing himself, with undisguised contempt in his eyes, which could no longer be described by simple tone-deafness.
"Please stop singing in the future. Your presence is an insult to our musicians."
"We are biological friends. What you said is a bit too hurtful."
"I'm sorry, we are friends by nature and professional by profession, but we have known each other since we were naked. Why didn't I know you had such a talent?"
Li Youlang's tone was full of surprise. There were many pieces of music in the Yuefu secret collection, but few of them could surpass this one in terms of lyrics and music.
"There are many things you don't know. You saw it on the flower boat just now. The person I was talking to was Zhou Mengde, the most staid gentleman in Fuyuan. He asked me to write him eight out of ten inscriptions praising the sword.
Don't say I'm just out of breath, even if I'm a useless person, I'm still amazingly talented," Jiang Yan said proudly.
"Stop being so pretty, write down what you just sang for me."
Jiang Yan was reluctantly forced by Li Youlang to write this eternal poem, Su Shi's Water Melody Song!
Li Youlang's eyes were full of amazement. Needless to say, the lyrics of this poem are otherworldly and have the beauty of independence from the world, and the realm is solitary and far away. The mood of independence from the world and the myths and legends of the past are integrated into one place. In the moonlight
The ebb and flow of clouds and clouds are blended with profound philosophy.
If you ignore Jiang Yan's broken voice, this melody is as tender as water and the lyrics are stunning, making it a rare masterpiece.
"One of the reasons why Yuefu and Wenfu are closely related is that scribes from Wenfu are often invited to write lyrics for Yuefu music, or musicians will compose music based on scribes' words. We are brothers, and I will use your song
Do you have any objection?"
This song amazed him both in terms of lyrics and music. No one would have thought that a song that is likely to last forever was written by a man with a broken voice.
"What does this mean? I'm giving it to you. I have plenty of songs like this."
Originally, Jiang Chan was going to treat them to dinner and bond over their feelings, but most of the night passed, and Jiang Chan and Li Youlang were left with one reciting the lyrics and the other taking charge of the suite.
"If you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will only miss lovesickness, which is harmful to lovesickness. The body is covered with floating clouds, the heart is like flying catkins, and the breath is like a gossamer. There is a lingering fragrance in the sky, what is the wish for the rich wanderer? When will the syndrome come?
?When the lamp is half dim, when the moon is half bright.”
"After leaving the green water and green mountains, we arrived at a bamboo fenced thatched house early. Wild flowers were blooming along the roadside, and the village wine trough was pressed. I was so hungry that I couldn't eat. When I was drunk, the mountain boy didn't persuade us, and he planted yellow flowers in his white hair.
"
If at first it was only thought that Jiang Yan composed the lyrics and music by chance, then now he could easily recite the famous poems from his mouth one after another, and his mind would only be filled with shock and a blank.
Some of the lyrics and music, such as "A Thousand Trees of Flowers Blossom in the East Wind Night", are written with exquisite words, while others are all spoken with no rare characters. No matter which one they are, both are vivid and vivid. No matter which one is spread to the music-loving Guangling, it will be praised twice.
Popular.
Especially when "Linjiang Immortal" was sung from Jiang Yan's mouth, Li Youlang's scalp went numb. Firstly, it was because Jiang Yan's broken voice was really contrary to his aesthetic sense, and secondly because this generous lyrics and music could be regarded as an eternal masterpiece.
"The rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass by, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure are all gone. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red a few times. The white-haired fisherman on the river is used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine happily meets. So many things in ancient and modern times.
, all in a joke."
When his throat felt dry, Jiang Yan would use wine to moisten his throat.
"I still have a big job, will you take it?" Jiang Yan asked again.
"you say"
"I saw your banquet in the painting studio today was too monotonous. It was nothing more than one person playing music, a few people singing and dancing, creating a world through the means of enlightened musicians, and making the abstract content that you want to express concrete.
Have you ever thought that presenting a wonderful and moving story through music, singing and dancing, and using your Yuefu method, will definitely be more shocking?"
"I haven't heard of it, but I can try it." Li Youlang was also very interested.
"The track is called "The Legend of White Snake". The content is too long and I can't explain it at the moment. Give me a few days and I will write it all down."
"Okay, after you finish writing, I will record the gongchi score."
Jiang Yan was extremely looking forward to what the Legend of the White Snake would look like if it were performed by enlightened musicians. These powerful musicians could perfectly display the special effects of the water-covered mountains without even using special effects. The enlightened musicians became angry and compared to
In the movie and TV series, the fight between Fahai and Green White Snake is even more intense.
I was so absorbed in talking to Li Youlang that I forgot there were two people next to me.
Song Yu just stared at Li Youlang in a daze, not feeling bored. Only Su Kou was left aside, drinking and eating meat from the pig roasting yard.
"You don't have to worry about me, you continue." Zuko didn't care.
"This is the charm of music, you ordinary people don't understand"
There were hundreds of poems about drinking and drinking, and the three people watching were completely convinced. They all seemed to have cracked open Jiang Yan's brain to see what was inside.
There have been countless celebrities and scribes in the Literary Mansion for thousands of years, but I have never heard of anyone being able to produce so many timeless masterpieces in such a short period of time.
Li Youlang flipped through the pages and kept these extremely precious lyrics and music close to his body.
Li Youlang already had his own ideas. Jiang Yan himself was unwilling to go to Guangling, but if his lunatic master, who regarded music as his life, knew about these lyrics and music, Guan Jizhai would definitely come to Wenfu and Wei Changli to rob them.
Jiang Yan's anger was broken, and the one thing Li Youlang wanted to do most was to let him go to Guangling, so that he could live his life freely and freely according to his own wishes in the future with him under his protection.
Thanks for the support of Only Luohua Zhi, Kepler, Belly No Mo, Qi Shi, Mo Ke, Tao Di Zhong Xiu and several brothers whose IDs are just numbers. I leave messages every day to catch bugs and give away tickets. Thank you very much.
Although this book has poor results, it will definitely not be bad. Otherwise, I would be very sorry for the support of several brothers. I hereby set a flag. Even if I am a eunuch, the book will not be a eunuch.