This is the first time Mr. Qiu has seen such a jade zheng.

The golden color is wrapped in the jade zither, as thin as a gossip.

"This is the background color made of cloud patterns. In order to stabilize, I have added some mortise and tenon structures. As long as you don't fall or smash, there will be no problem." Lu Zi'an stopped his fingertips on the zither pillar and explained seriously: "This is jade, with a higher hardness than Hetian jade."

The zither pillar is a string pillar on the zither, with one pillar per string, which can be moved to adjust the sound.

Twenty-one green jade zither pillars are lined with zither boxes and panels made of warm and transparent Hetian jade, like lotus leaves swaying slightly in summer nights.

Although there are no extra patterns on the whole and look elegant and simple, the overall look is still very good.

Mr. Qiu couldn't help but gently stroke it, and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful..."

This is a jade zheng...

Lu Zian smiled slightly: "When I put the strings on it, the piano will be almost completed."

Ying Xuan, who followed him to get the materials, was puzzled and said in confusion: "Master, isn't this a jade zheng made? Why do you say it's a zither?"

"The people who really practice the guzheng all say is a piano and a piano. Generally, the word "guzheng" does not use the word "guzheng"." Lu Zian opened the Duobao cabinet and took out the steel wire string: "So it doesn't matter, those who understand it will naturally understand."

"Oh..." Ying Xuan nodded.

Because the wire strings are ready-made, they are also quickly installed.

Ying Xuan took a close-up shot: "Is it good?"

The real string and column, the steel strings are set against the white jade underneath, and they are tight, and they suddenly have an elegant and simple beauty, which cannot be expressed in words.

【I really doubt that playing jade like this will not break?】

【Yes, unlike the piano, the piano will be very hard.】

[At a glance, you two know that you have never watched the song "Wine Madman". I think Master Guan's performance is already very telling.]

[Yes! I believe it will never be broken. Master Lu produces it and must be a fine product!]

Ying Xuan quickly explained: "About this broken issue, the master also said that if the player is not replaced frequently, the jade will crack but not easily break. If it is replaced frequently, the jade instrument will have a service life."

The lifespan of jade instruments is limited, play once, and once less.

Mr. Qiu, who was standing beside him, said seriously: "Master Lu, don't worry, I will never lend you."

[Haha, you can post a message on Moments: Zheng and Wife, I will not lend it to you.]

【You are enough=-=】

Hehehe, Lu Zian has already installed the steel strings.

He slowly brushed off the jade chips with a small brush, then used the matte paper to sand and trim it.

Then he stood up and said, "Okay."

Mr. Qiu suddenly tensed his body and his eyes were firmly stuck on the Yuzheng: "That's it, that's all?"

He thought it would take several months...

When his mind was unstable, he said it out directly as soon as he was not careful.

Lu Zian couldn't help but smile: "Then our band is far away."

It takes several months for a zither to fly, and there is a guzheng behind it?

Yes, Mr. Qiu nodded.

Seeing that he was fully focused on the zither, Lu Zian washed his hands and watched the live broadcast.

[I have seen a five-color string that looks pretty good. Why don’t you use that kind of Master Lu?]

Lu Zian smiled: "The five-color string is used by beginners to learn to change tunes. Mr. Qiu is skilled and does not need such basic things."

And it is easy to break, and is flashy but not solid.

[Ah... I just bought the five-color string zheng, do I want to return it...]

[I bought it together, please let Mr. Qiu play a song, I'm here to learn it specifically!]

"You don't need to retreat. It's good to use the five-color strings to echo the elegance." Lu Zian picked up the teacup and said carefully: "For example, if you don't hear the sound of Qin Zheng, the most bitter thing, the five-color strings are wrapped around the thirteen pillars. It's like the slender jade slip red with ten fingers, and the geese are lightly siding in the green string."

Ying Xuan's eyes were bright: "I feel like choosing a beautiful girl, wearing white ancient costume, long hair, and playing on a moonlit night. That feeling must be great..."

"Well, there are, too." Lu Zian finished drinking the water and put down the teacup: "In the bright moon, the purple sleeves and red strings, the self-slides and feels dark and low, which is almost the same artistic conception."

[I feel that Master Lu is so talented, so I quoted the scriptures from Qu Xin and handed them...]

Mr. Qiu was a little funny: "It is not necessarily the ones who play the zither must be women. Master Lu, can this zither be played now?"

"Of course." Lu Zian was also interested and opened the curtains and took a look: "The moonlight is very good tonight. Do you want to go to the roof?"

"Okay!" Mr. Qiu stood up happily: "I just happened to have my nails."

Bring...nails?

Ying Xuan was stunned and muttered: "Don't the nails be carried on his hands..."

But when he reached the roof and Mr. Qiu took out his nail box, he realized that he was ignorant.

The nails that Mr. Qiu mentioned are not the same thing as the nails he mentioned.

After installing the live broadcast equipment, Lu Zi'an sat down on a stone chair.

The roof of this building is a rest room built by the organizer, and the layout is very simple.

A set of stone tables and chairs, two or three rattan chairs and a swing, there is nothing else but it is very suitable for cool off.

Mr. Qiu and Ying Xuan carried the jade zither up, placed it on the stone table, and then began to burn incense with clean hands.

"Master, they all like to do this..." Ying Xuan didn't understand.

Forget it, Master Guan, after all, there were many people at that time, but now only these few people...

"This is called a sense of ritual." Lu Zian smiled slightly, and said nothing more: "You will understand from now on."

When you get older and have difficulty carving things, you will cherish every opportunity to take action more and more.

Not to mention burning incense with clean hands, many old artists pick up their old skills when they are old, and wish they could not take a shower before doing it.

This is a kind of faith, and it is also to calm one's heart.

People are like water, and they need to slowly settle down and enter into concentration from tranquility.

In the silence, Master Qiu's fingers fell gently on the face of the zheng.

The wind suddenly rises, rippling in a pool of ripples.

This is a strange and weird introduction, lyrical and melodious, but it is just a short melody, as if people's imagination has wings and flew to the desert.

The distant and empty Gobi, the endless Gobi Desert makes people feel freedom and yearning.

In such a quiet and beautiful moonlit night, it adds a bit of silence.

The moment the music flowed out from the fingertips, everyone's breathing was slightly held. The wonderful feeling of being integrated with the music was really only understandable.

That was when even the world turned into nothingness around it, and it seemed that only Mr. Qiu and that zither were real existences.

Mr. Qiu is known as the master of the zither world, and his skills are indeed extremely exquisite.

Not only is the force of each note even and the rhythm is evenly matched, but the string is also extremely stable, as if in a moment, it has switched to the rhythm of slow start and rapid speed.

The stringing of multiple tunes and chains is itself a major change in performance techniques.

The cheerful and lively Xinjiang dance rhythm complements the Dabu drums. Mr. Qiu sometimes slapped the panel chord surface with his hands, and sometimes hit the zither cover. Only one person and one zither are there, but it sets off a rough, unrestrained and enthusiastic dance scene.

This is a unique style in the Western Regions. Clusters of fire seemed to appear in front of everyone's eyes, and countless people sang and danced, laughed and made a fuss, and their moods were completely let go.

But Ying Xuan stared at Mr. Qiu's fingers.

He played quickly with his right hand, but his left hand was pressing the slide sound. Although he was a layman, he also thought this was really difficult.

[My mother, there is no such thing as this song textbook, it is too difficult!]

[Watching the Western Regions... When I played, I just wanted to send a blade to the author!]

[Calling claws and crying, I'm crying! I feel very sorry for my zither. If the pat is light, it will be useless. If the pat is heavy, it will appear to be pitted! Heartache!]

Yes, this is exactly the thoughts of the Western Regions.

And this song also gave Lu Zian the deepest feeling.

He couldn't help but think of the murals in Dunhuang and the scene of dancing and carnival in the ancient Western Regions.

The time of a song is not long or short.

When Mr. Qiu stood up, Lu Zian was still savoring it, but he quickly reacted and couldn't help but applaud, "It's so good to play, what's the name of this song?"

"Thank you." Mr. Qiu said generously: "This song is called "Sutra Thoughts on the Western Regions", and the charm of the Western Regions is very strong."

Lu Zian nodded: "Yes, I feel something deeply. I don't know it and feel like I'm really singing and dancing together. I feel very good after listening to it."

Mr. Qiu was stunned and smiled heartily: "Master Lu is indeed extraordinary. I really like your statement."

In fact, it is normal for these pure music to not understand.

But some people like to pretend to understand if they don’t know and use some gorgeous words to perfunctorily treat them, and they never like them.
To be continued...