Chapter 59: Playing the piano for a long time, the moon fills the pond

Beijing Dongcheng.

evening.

Song Duan's mansion was originally the Su Palace of the former Qing Dynasty, not far from the embassy area of ​​Dongjiāomin Lane. Among the European-style buildings around, such a red wall, green tiles and Chinese garden mansion had a bit of a sense of standing out. Zheng Yu had worked as an amateur tour guide for customers in Beijing, and he knew a little about this kind of famous places. However, in addition to knowing that this palace was originally Prince Su Haoge, he remembered that the last Su King Shanqi and the Japanese man Kawashima were good friends. Later, he gave the nv Jinbihui to Kawashima to raise money and changed his name to Kawashima Yoshiko.

In this time and space, the town was heading north from the Sino-Japanese War of 1894. Nie Shicheng raised an army in Tianjin to defeat Tieliang's first imperial guards. The nobles of the Qing Dynasty fled and joined forces with Japan to counterattack. The remnants of the Beijing Banners took the opportunity to do it and were finally destroyed by Emperor Zheng Ying. These Banners' industries naturally belonged to the country.

After the establishment of the empire, in order to repay the war debts of the 1895 year, rebuild and develop the north and popularize education, the treasury income was insufficient, so he began to sell flags and raise funds. Song Duan's father Song Jin was a hardcore for the emperor, so he naturally would not miss this opportunity to have both face and inner quotations. He offered two million yuan to get this Su Palace. This iron-hat palace is also the first choice in the old house in Beijing. Song Jin knew that the big tree attracted the wind, so he replanned the house, retained several core courtyards, and rented the rest to commercial associations in several provinces to make guild halls, which was also the purpose of strengthening contact.

Zheng Yu also praised the large living room of Yin'an Palace, the gorgeous huā garden, the salon of the ancestral temple. Just talking about the house, the Song family is much more luxurious than the royal family. To be honest, it is indeed a big advantage. Not to mention, so many red sandalwood, as well as many murals and wall bricks, and even wall tiles and Buddha statues are all antiques. If you really want to worry about this house, you are afraid it will be worth five or six million yuan.

Several people ran to the garden. Before they turned around, Zheng Yu heard a distant and elegant sound of the piano, and felt refreshed. In recent days, troubles have been put on one piece, but it is rare to be so elegant. He couldn't help but feel happy and listened carefully. Song Duan just smiled, and Xu Wei was also intoxicated, but he was still standing under his feet. Everyone walked past the corner, but saw the bright moon shining on the clear water, the moon shadow was dim, and in the viewing pavilion in the middle of the lake, a yellow-shirted nv boy was facing away from everyone, concentrating on playing the piano. The breeze blew by, the moon shadow swayed gently, and the streamers danced lightly like a fairy in the moon palace.

Zheng Yu followed Song Duan to the edge of the pond, stood quietly and listened, his mind was drunk, and he didn't know where he was.

Before he knew it, after the song was played, Zheng Yu blurted out: "What a song "Chunjiang huā Moon Night""

The nvzi seemed to be alarmed by Zheng Yu's applause. He suddenly looked back and saw a few people. Tingting quickly got up, said with a blessing, and said softly: "I have seen a few distinguished guests."

Zheng Yu smiled: "Don't dare to be a distinguished guest, so he went in without invitation, which shocked Sister Xiǎo. It's true that the villain is."

Seeing that he was talking funny, I couldn't help but smile. It was really light, and the moon in the pavilion seemed to be a little dim.

"You applauded just now, but I don't know where the good things are?" nvzi looked at Zheng Yu sly, "but he felt that he was incompetent and difficult to get into the Fang family's methods."

Zheng Yu felt aroused in his heart, and was very interested in the ancient Chinese literati and scholars, and said, "The music is good, the zither is good, and the human is good, so it is the three good."

nvzi burst into laughter: "What a good way to make a good music? What a good way to make a good zither? Where do you start with a good person? xiǎonvzi is so seldom accented, but I can't afford to praise you."

Song Duan's face changed slightly, thinking that in order to hide his identity, and knowing that Zheng Yu likes to play a pig and eat a tiger, he did not exclaim the truth to this nv son, but this nv son is too arbitrary. Even if the capital city is going to anger this master, it is considered light to lock you up, but he was about to talk, but he saw Zheng Yu very excited and walked behind his hands for two steps. He knew that this master was not really angry, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zheng Yu was silent for a moment, stood by the pavilion with his hands in his arms, looked up at the moon, and recited loudly:

“The river of the river is connected to the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

The rippling rays follow the boom for thousands of miles, and the river is bright and there is no moonlight.

The river flows around the fragrant dwellings, and the moon shines on the forests like snow.

The frost flows in the sky without feeling the flowing, and the white sand on the ground cannot be seen.

The river and sky are free of dust, and the lonely moon is in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon in the river shine on people?

Life has been endless from generation to generation, and the river and moon look similar every year.

...

The slanting moon hides the fog in the sea, and the infinite road of Jieshi Xiaoxiang.

I don’t know how many people will return on the moon, and the moon will shake the love of the river trees."

Looking at the amazing gods of everyone, Zheng Yu smiled: "This "Chunjiang huā Moon Night" was originally a poem written by Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty. It is known as a peerless masterpiece that overwhelms the entire Tang Dynasty. This song was originally a solo pipa, called "Sunset Sauce Drum", and later moved to the guqin. This song is elegant and portrayed in a subtle way, both inherited and innovative, and is seen in melodious and beautiful, and is bold in beautiful lyricism. The music is full, with a rhythm, full of ups and downs, full of image, and is thought-provoking. It is worthy of being the foundation of the everlasting world."

Zheng Yu sighed in his heart. This was really the guqin of the NV friends back then. Zheng Yu often accompanied NV friends to learn the qin, and he knew a lot of stories. Especially this song "Chunjiang Moonlight Night" is a song that the two often listened to when they were wandering in Houhai. It is also the favorite work of NV friends. Zheng Yu is naturally familiar with it.

Zheng Yu walked into the pavilion again and looked at the zither carefully. He tapped it gently, looked carefully at the material, paint, broken patterns, pond, and old style. He was shocked and exclaimed in a burst of voice: "Tang Qin?"

The nvzi was shocked: "How do you know?"

Zheng Yu stared at her and asked in disbelief: "If I guessed correctly... this should be the treasure of the Tang court, the relic of the Great Sage."

NVzi covered his mouth and looked at Zheng Yu in a daze.

At this time, Song Duan's eyes flashed with light, and he also came over and watched intently.

Zheng Yu pointed to the back of the piano: "The cursive script above the dragon pond is clearly the four words "The Great Sage's Relic"."

He turned it over again: The best: "This is the four characters "Zhide Bingshen" in the official script. This Zhide is the year name of Emperor Suzong of Tang, and Bingshen is the stem and branch of that year. The phony tree used in this piano and the broken patterns are obviously gradually cracking after thousands of years. The style of the piano is round and thick, which is exactly the style of the Tang court."

Zheng Yu said with emotion: "I heard before that the highest state of Tang Qin's ancient break is 'strange, ancient, transparent, moist, quiet, round, even, clear, fragrant', all the virtues, and pay attention to 'clear, elegant, grand, and delicate', 'empty and loud', 'warm and vigorous', 'ji', and 'ji', and moist', and always thought it was the state in mythology. But today, I heard this zheng song and realized that what I said was not false, and what I said was not false."

At this moment, everyone was stunned. Xu Wei looked at the young man who was no big deal like a god, thinking how could this person even understand this? The nvzi's eyes were full of brilliant colors, and Liu Ziwen, who had always been calm, couldn't help but feel shocked.

Zheng Yu sighed in his heart. This guqin, known as the number one piano in China, was led by a teacher in his previous life. He had seen it at an old collector in Beijing. It is said that there is another one at the Palace Museum in Taipei. I wonder which one of the pianos is?

Song Duan stared at Zheng Yu and sighed: "Brother Chen, I used to know that you were an elegant man, but I didn't know that you had such skill in the guqin... Yes, this guqin is a Tang court-style 'Great Sage'. I bought it when the cultural relics were auctioned two years ago, and a famous guqin master was restored."

Zheng Yu looked at him and kept saying, "Good thing, the second brother of Song Song, your eyes are really poisonous..."

Song Duan smiled: "I like this too. A friend is a famous guqin master who happened to sit and discuss the story that day. Speaking of the palace guqin auction, I simply went there together. At that time, the guqin was rusted, and this friend was keen to recognize the beads. Otherwise, the treasure would be dusty."

Zheng Yu sighed for a long time, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He bowed to the nvzi: "I'm Chen Zhen, I just heard it and saw it, but I didn't ask Sister Xiǎo's high name."

But nvzi smiled sweetly and drifted down, like a crisp daffodil: "Xiǎonvzi Fengfei, I have seen Mr. Chen."

Zheng Yu knew that this should be the Yaji who Song Duan invited to cheer him up. He looked at the nv son's bright eyes and white teeth, his expression was elegant and generous, and it was really difficult to associate it with the four words "pi Rou business". He couldn't help but think of A Ju, sighed leisurely in his heart, but he felt a little favor and sympathy.

"When it comes to good people, sister xiǎo's demeanor, temperament, appearance and talent are all outstanding." Zheng Yu sighed lightly, "But there is something unknown below, I want to understand it."

Feng Fei nodded

"Sister Fengxiǎo's zither has been practicing the piano for at least fifteen years, and there must be guidance from famous artists." Zheng Yu said sincerely, "But judging from Sister Xiǎo's age, I am afraid that my family is only sixteen or seventeen. Could it be that Sister Xiǎo has been practicing the piano since she was born? This is really puzzling."

Feng Fei knew that this person was complimenting her in disguise. Although she had been used to being so pleased by various men in different ways, seeing that this person was extraordinary, Song Duan and others were vaguely respectful, and knew that they must be a great family. In addition, this person had extraordinary views on Guqin and his words were gentle and unrestrained. This was really different from the ordinary people who were used to be artful and elegant. He had some good feelings in his heart and had more vague thoughts.

The talented man now said softly, "Mr. Chen has been awarded too much. Xiǎonvzi is an 18-year-old girl, but he relies on his talent to make a living and should not be praised."

Song Duan, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "You don't have to be too humble. You have long been famous as Jinghua, a newcomer in the capital, a literati and a talented person, and even a person with a good manner in the market. Who doesn't know the name of Qinxian?"

Feng Fei just smiled indifferently and shook her head gently: "I must not be the word "Qinxian". I just followed a few people and learned some sarcasm. This title is loved by everyone in the capital, and I have praised the xiǎonv."

She smiled at Zheng Yuyan again: "It's because Mr. Chen, who has extraordinary achievements in this guqin, must be the Fang family, but I don't know if I can give you some advice?"

Zheng Yu smiled bitterly, thinking that he had learned piano from the past, but he just wanted to accompany his friends. Later, he had some thoughts and put some real effort into it, but he thought that there would be more thoughts about the future of harmony. Later, he often talked to the head office's company business department that because the head office had a club for entertaining Chinese and foreign customers at the former site of Prince Gong's Mansion, his guqin skills were immediately regarded as treasure by the boss of the company's business department. Not only did he perform many performances in the industry, but he often played a guest role in the guitarist at the banquet of Prince Gong's Mansion. It was not difficult to play a song. What's especially wonderful is that this body had received royal education before, so the guqin was not unfamiliar with it, and the body still had its memory.

But Zheng Yu himself knew his own family affairs. It would be fine if he had no idea what he could do. Compared with Fang's family who was studying piano skills a hundred years ago, he was probably dwarfed by it. However, seeing NVzi was very sincere, Zheng Yu couldn't bear to refuse. Thinking of the most familiar song he played back then, his heart moved.

He nodded: "Since Sister Fengxiǎo is interested, it is not easy to push it down. However, although I know some allusions, I am really talented in the piano arts, and I am just doing it occasionally to cultivate my feelings. I am afraid that it will defile you all."

Feng Fei smiled and said, "Depending on Mr. Chen's age, I'm afraid he is a good match than a xiǎonv, but he is so humble and despicable when speaking and doing things."

Zheng Yu smiled, but then remembered something, but frowned slightly: "Where are you looking for this piano condom?"

Feng Fei looked at the finger condoms on her slender fingers, then looked at Zheng Yu, and compared it, but shrugged helplessly. Zheng Yu looked at the nv child and finally showed his naughty and lively side, and couldn't help but think of Aju again and sighed secretly. Song Duan, who was beside him, smiled and said, "This is not difficult, I'll just take my finger condom."

After a while, Song Duan took back a box, Zheng Yu put on his finger condom, sat in front of the guqin of the Great Sage's singular voice, took a deep breath, tried a few sounds, nodded with satisfaction, and thought to himself that although the piano he played back then was clear, Yu Youyuan Chen was still much worse. This national treasure is a national treasure. It seems that I would be sorry for this peerless good piano if I didn't use it well today.

He adjusted the tune slightly and started playing like flowing water.

At the beginning of the music, the ancient songs were usually open in style and were calm and free, but soon there was a two-tone weaving. The resentment and sadness of the sound, the slow and steady lyricism with memorial contemplation, which also nurtures movement and anxiety.

As the music unfolded, the audience was drunk, and Feng Fei was even more shocked. He thought that although this technique was innovative, it was really a bit immature and not round enough. But this was not a problem. The most important thing was that this song was like the sound of nature, but it was unheard of, especially the change of rhythm, the ups and downs and developments of the two tones. This is the highest realm in the guqin music, which is comparable to "High Mountains and Flowing Water". It is more than a few points higher? What kind of song is this? How can it have such a charm.

The more she listened, the more frightened she became. Finally, Zheng Yu finished her song, and the sound of the song was lingering around, and everyone felt a sense of enthusiasm and joy. Xu Wei breathed out a long sigh, stretched out his thumb, and shouted neatly: "Okay."

Feng Fei didn't care about being a little rude and asked anxiously: "Young Master Chen, but I don't know what this is?"

Zheng Yu stood up and looked at the nvzi's expression of a treasure. He knew that this was indeed an aegean-like nvzi, and his favorability for him increased a little. He said calmly: "This song was originally very famous... But I wonder if Sister Fengxiǎo can guess it?"

Feng Fei thought for a moment, her face changed and she asked with some disobedience: "But... Guangling San?"

Zheng Yu secretly praised this person for his intelligence and nodded: "Yes, it's Guangling San."

At this time, Liu Ziwen, who had been silent, blurted out: "Guangling San has been gone since the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Although he heard the name of Guangling San, he has never heard of this song in the world... I don't know where Brother Chen got it?"

Zheng Yu sighed lightly, and his heart was filled with emotion.

This song is his favorite and played the most. The modified "Guangling San" was found in the ancient guqin master Guan Pinghu, who searched out from the "Miracle Secret Collection" secretly collected by the Forbidden City, and compiled it. This song was made once again shine with a long-time predecessor.

He quietly looked at the bright moon in the air, put his shape in shape, and said softly: "This song is treasured in the Forbidden City, and is recorded in the "Miracle Secret Collection" compiled by Zhu Quan, the son of the Ming Taizu, and was also the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the pass and destroyed our Han culture, so that this ancient collection could be lost."

Feng Fei's delicate body was shocked when she heard this. Song Duan looked at the nv's expression and sighed in his heart. He thought he wanted to pick up girls. Although he was known as a hero of Fengchen, he might not be as good as this master. This talented man in the capital who is above the top has encountered the destiny of the Demon Star today.

However, he was originally intended to please Zheng Yu, so he naturally applauded: "Brother Chen can dig out such lost national treasures from the Méng Dust Pearl. It is a good deed with great merits just now. Although he is shallow, he knows that the Fang family is worthy. It seems that in addition to the Qinxian in the capital, there is another Qin Saint, who is the two of them, which is a good story."

After hearing his lustful praise, Zheng Yu inexplicably remembered the famous movie "Zhiyin" in his previous life. He thought that he was Cai E and Cai Dongpo, and Feng Fei was Fengxian? He looked at Song Duan with some admiration. Seeing that this person was still sincere and gentle, he secretly praised the person's cultivation. He smiled and said, "What did Brother Song say... I just had some thoughts on the guqin, thinking that sooner or later, I would carry forward these national treasures, protect the little civilization bloodline of my thousand-year-old ancient civilization, and promote the tradition of Chinese civilization in the world today."

Feng Fei was just murmuring at this moment, "Promoting the tradition of Chinese civilization to all nations in the world today", with a somewhat obscene expression, as if she was out of the way.

Li Guoxiang, who had been watching with a smile, applauded: "What a good thing brother Chen who promotes the tradition of Chinese civilization in today's world. In recent years, there are many people who admire foreigners, especially the business and intellectual circles. They are the best for everything. They are not only Roman and Greece. They are really disgusting. When studying in the UK downstream, they know that although this Western learning is wonderful, they are good at cultivating emotions, doing things for others, correcting oneself and others, and even analyzing the universe and nature. The 5,000-year-old civilization of my jingle is still inferior to that of European and American brother Chen, but they are interested. I should help you with all my strength in the future and attracting attention from the world. Later generations should remember our achievements today."

Liu Dingyi also nodded: "What my third brother said is the right reason. Although my public opinion circle has vigorously promoted the national treasure in recent years, what is the national treasure and how to carry forward it is not the only one of our media. If all brothers join hands, I believe that China's magnificent civilization for 5,000 years will shine on the world."

Zheng Yu also felt a little enlightened at this moment.

He has always been a little confused. In order to awaken the people, he re-established the courageous and enterprising spirit of enlightenment. The emperor advocated leaving Asia and Europe, which completely overwhelmed traditional civilization. However, while the old customs and bad habits were suppressed, many traditional cultural heritages were also a bit dismal. In recent years, in order to enhance national cohesion, concentrate national forces to develop and build, strengthen national defense, nationalism was advocated, and "national quintessence" such as the iron-blooded Han style was vaguely emphasized, but it has made many people, especially young people, embarked on another extreme path. After thinking about it, Zheng Yu had to think about suppressing both ends.

But he had some thoughts in his mind after saying this today.

This exploration of traditional culture, finding the national souls castrated by the oppression and rule of alien races, and gradually regaining the Han and Tang dynasties' benevolence, righteousness and bravery in traditional culture, is an optional path.

He said with emotion: "This piano skill is a skill that cultivates emotions, but it can be the voice of the heart. These ancient music techniques that have been passed down for thousands of years are the essence of my civilization inheritance, and are the result of countless predecessors gathering their own insights. In this regard, Guangling San, it fully describes the tragic and heroic spirit of Nie Zheng assassinating the Xia, and the generous style of our ancestors in China. Even though we die, we can see it all. From what we see below, the prosperity of our empire today is beyond the previous generations. In terms of civilization, we should shoulder the responsibility of glorifying China and vigorously promote it."

"In terms of this ancient qin and ancient qin, it must not only be widely inherited in China, but also to the world." Zheng Yu said loudly, "I am not talented, and I am ready to concentrate the masters of my empire to dig up ancient scores, practice skills, and dig all the lost qin music. It also promotes the pipa, chimes, ancient zippers, etc., and even Peking Opera. We must dig into the future traditional music of our empire. When forming an orchestra, traveling the world, and promoting national prestige, the World Expo in Beijing Three Years later, these traditional musical instruments will shine and show the brilliant civilization of our 5,000-year-olds of China.

The few people present looked at each other and laughed, making each other feel more intimate and more passionate about blood.

Feng Fei's face was moving, and she bowed in a pretty way: "Young Master Chen, some of you, if you really want to make my Chinese ancient joy

We have promoted our Chinese musicians to enter the house. For example, the so-called Mozart and Beethoven in the West, we are very lucky to be a Chinese musician. Thank you all."

Zheng Yu smiled and said, "The great name of Qinxian is well-known in the capital. In the future, I will invite Qinxianfang to be the best event."

Feng Fei's god was a little dim and said softly: "I really dare not take it as the name of Qinxian. Like this, it is just a smile to entertain people. When I am old and weak, I will just marry a concubine. If I have a good life, I can treat my good deeds well. If I have little blessings, I may not be able to escape the depression."

Zheng Yu looked at Song Duan, and Song Duan said softly: "Sister Fengxiǎo is the top card of the Saijinhuā Yixiang Hall, but he signed the Dead Deal."
Chapter completed!