"My lord, it's no wonder it's old, we don't use this thing, there's no way to know if it's good or bad." The old craftsman was also helpless for a year, I could only ponder it myself, try the sound of the piano, and then pointed out a few things that were not quite right in the body of the piano, and asked them to correct it immediately, it took a whole day of work, tired like something, Fang Cheng had already escaped early on the grounds of watching the horse, not righteous at all, no loyal servant spirit.

For three days in a row, I spent all my free time here, of course, to supervise the making of the snare drum, but in fact naturally so that my beloved instrument, the violin, could be born as soon as possible. Finally, on the fourth day, the donkey's bark disappeared, and in its place was a beautiful sound, a smooth melody, which amazed a group of craftsmen. I was very curious about this kind of lute that could be played with a bowstring, so I decided to ask them to make a few more pips in this way, and the wages were naturally all in the drum equipment of the military band.

Well, this time it's really much better, it's closer to the sound quality of the violin in my mind, of course, there are still some differences, but it doesn't matter, go home and practice more, you will definitely make this emerging instrument popular throughout the Tang Dynasty. I am very grateful to these old craftsmen for their efforts, not for them, I am afraid that this violin would have to be put on hold for hundreds of years before it appeared in Europe.

said goodbye to a group of craftsmen, as well as the Zhang Lingguan, carrying a violin, and rushed home proudly. "Second young master, you're back, you're in a hurry today, yo, my second young master, why are you carrying such a strange-looking pipa? It's like a flat gourd. "At the door of the house, the words of the family made me angry, and I almost wanted to lift it and smash it on his head.

"Go, go, what kind of eyes do you have, do you have a pipa like this? Does a pipa grow up? You know, no, this thing is for stringing, not for playing. Staring at the tiger, he picked up the violin in his hand and gestured viciously in front of his family's eyes.

"Yes, yes, the little eyes are clumsy, I can't see it, it turns out, it's really not a pipa? So what is this? Jia Ding hurriedly replied with a smiling face.

"What's this called, Fang Cheng, tell him. I went in first. Drop the sentence, and go to the house in a hurry, it's not easy, it's not easy, after a lot of research and production, I finally made a Tang version of the violin, although the appearance is a little weird, but at least it can be played. We have to practice well...... "Brother Fang, what did the second young master mention just now?" I've never seen my little brother before. "My family's words slowed me down.

"Cut, you don't know, the young master created it himself, what is this flat gourd called, wait for me to think about it, by the way, it seems to be called a violin, well, it's a violin." Loaded with a few strings, the sound of pulling, anyway, it's like listening to the call of an animal, it's unpleasant...... "Fang Cheng made a small noise outside the door, spitting and spitting, I am angry, I don't know that my son has always had superhuman ear power?" I held back my anger, lightly flattened, bah, my beloved violin put in my hand, rolled up my sleeves and rushed out: "Fang Cheng! You're angry, young master, am I? Looking for a fight! ”――

I was finally in a better mood after beating Fang Cheng and the famous housekeeper Ding, and I was finally in a better mood, at least, under my military coercion, the crying Fang Cheng and the gatekeeper Ding agreed with the name of the violin, and felt extremely ashamed and remorseful that they had no artistic potential and quick observation and called such an extremely elegant and curved instrument into a flat gourd.

Leave these two music whites, carry our baby hatefully, try to avoid the maids and housekeepers in the house as carefully as possible, I don't want to hear any more blows, the mood is not very good, good things, it turned out to be a flat gourd, isn't this a mockery of Ben Wuzi who doesn't have a little artist's temperament?

I could hear laughter in the house from a distance, and it seemed that there were still a lot of people. I took a heavy step and walked towards the room.

"Lang Jun is back? Hey, what's this thing you're holding? "The palace maid heard my familiar footsteps and greeted the door, and was very surprised to see the new thing in my hand.

"Really? I'll also take a look, young master, this thing looks weird enough, and ......" Green Butterfly also blocked the door to join in the fun, and before I finished speaking, I quickly stopped and glared at the little girl: "Do you want to say that this thing looks like a flat gourd?" ”

"The young master is really powerful, I haven't said it yet, you can guess it?" Green Butterfly's excited expression, forget it, Green Butterfly has no malicious intentions, bullying a little girl is not a gentleman's behavior.

"Brother-in-law!" This call startled me, and I tilted my head, only to see the two people in the room, and it turned out to be the Wu sisters.

"Alas, it turned out to be two, Fang Mou is really rude." I solemnly placed my violin on the table and saluted the two.

"Brother-in-law, don't say such things, but we scratched it, now Runniang has to come over to see her second sister, and my sister can only come along. Second brother-in-law, what are you doing, it looks weird? The eldest sister Bi Niang looked at the violin on the table with novelty.

"It's called a violin, it's meant to be played, and it can play very beautiful music." took the handkerchief handed by the palace maid and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Little Sister Runniang was very curious and picked up the bow and gestured it in her hand: "Really fake?" ”

"Hey, hey, you think brother-in-law and I worked so hard to make this thing just to tease the two of you? Wrong, this thing of ours will definitely be passed on to future generations......" squeezed his eyes at the palace maid sister very proudly, "Brother-in-law is not bragging, little sister, I'll try it first." "The temper of the third sister Runniang is anxious enough, picked up the violin, rested on her lap with the posture of holding the pipa, put the bow up and pulled it out...... "......" all the people were dumbfounded, the voice is really, it is really not much better than the donkey, the little sister Runniang was also startled by her own piano skills, her little face was red, she gritted her teeth, it seemed that she wanted to destroy my violin with a black hand, so scared that I quickly snatched it over, and felt distressed for a while: "My little aunt, are you playing the piano or playing the donkey......"

"It's hard to hear, my brother-in-law brags, Runniang knows how to play some musical instruments, but I've never heard such an ugly sound." The little sister Runniang bared her teeth at me very unconvinced.

I was so angry that I almost wanted to beat this little girl, so I picked up the piano and looked at it, but fortunately, the strings were fine. The women laughed altogether. The palace maid sister covered her mouth and smiled: "Lang Jun should bring it to let my third sister listen to it first, otherwise, this little girl will not be happy." ”

"Okay, let you also know what music is, the song I'm going to play is called "Liang Zhu," I paused and glanced at the women in the room with a very serious expression, and said word by word: "This song contains a poignant story, you will understand it if you listen carefully." ”

Standing in the middle of the room, he lowered his hands, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes, looked at the palace maid and the green butterfly, and raised his hand very gentlemanly, and then put the violin on his neck, pinched and lowered his eyes, at this moment, those notes that seemed to have passed away seemed to suddenly bloom from the clear sky, swirling in the depths of my mind, in a trance, I returned to the dark and dim room, facing the bright moon in the sky, slowly raised the bow, and picked up the strings, With a deep breath from me, the bleak and sad story of "Liang Zhu" gradually came out in the sound of my piano.

The teacher's persuasion, my own hard work, my parents' affection and pity, the pain when my parents died, the despair of wandering alone and desolate on the edge of existence, all of a swelled in an instant, I was intoxicated with that story, and I was also intoxicated with my own story. Their joys and sorrows are not the pain in the hearts of lovers all over the world...... A pair of lovers met and fell in love, but they were forcibly separated because of the order of their parents, for the people they loved, they fought in despair, and Liang Shanbo vomited blood and died, and yesterday's death still concerns his lover,...... Zhu Yingtai under the sedan chair to cry to sacrifice Shanbo, the tomb suddenly cracked, Yingtai pounced into the tomb, the tomb was immediately closed, the rain dispersed, and two butterflies flew from the tomb, golden and snow-white, dancing in the sky...... - finally stopped, the aftermath was still lingering in the house, looking back at them, none of them could be normal, one or two were about to cry into tears. I had to pretend I didn't see it, and I looked outside the house and coughed.

The corners of his eyes slanted, and sure enough, the four women were all scrambled to wipe their tears, and they wanted to laugh but were embarrassed to laugh with embarrassing expressions.

"What kind of song is this that Lang Jun pulls, listening to it, people can feel the benefits in their hearts, the concubine, the concubine can't stop crying." The palace maid was the first to recover and smiled at me.

I remember the first time I heard my teacher play this piece, he just told me to close my eyes and listen with my heart, and I was only 14 years old, I was also like this, crying dazedly, my heart was empty, but I didn't know why.

"Hehe, this song was stolen from two old artists when I was a child, and the two of them are called He Zhanhao and Chen Gang. How is it, how is my brother-in-law's piano skills? Didn't lie to you, did you? Runniang, the little sister who was crying red in her eyes, squeezed her eyes proudly. reported the names of the two original works, it's a pity, just like they could have been born more than a thousand years earlier, or they would have been fortunate to share the original music award of "Liang Zhu", it's a pity, I'm mourning for all the fame who have been plagiarized and plagiarized by me, uh-huh, mourn for three minutes, and continue to do my own thing in the future, who let us be great writers and art giants? …… Dizzy, I still feel that this name is wrong.

(To be continued)