The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade.
This is an excerpt from a poem to encourage learning written by Zhao Heng, Emperor Zhenzong of the Northern Song Dynasty. It was widely circulated in the Central Plains. Among them, the "golden house" naturally refers to countless money, while "Yan Ruyu" refers to a person who is as beautiful as jade. Beauty, can also be said to be stunning beauty.
Therefore, the name "Yan Ruyu" sounds nice, but if a woman with poor appearance is called this name, it will only attract ridicule from others.
These Kasumigaoka Shiyu all know that, after all, thanks to someone's blessing, her current knowledge of Chinese culture is quite good, but when this fresh and refined beauty said her name, Kasumigaoka Shiyu actually had a feeling in her heart that it was not her Not worthy of "Yan Ruyu", but the feeling that the name "Yan Ruyu" is not worthy of her.
In terms of facial features alone, Yan Ruyu's facial features are already exquisite and perfect, with no flaws visible, and her skin has a crystal luster similar to mutton-fat white jade. The word "Ruyu" seems to be not just her name, but also her name. It's a trait of hers.
But the most wonderful thing about her is her eyes. Different from the soft outline of her face, her eyes are big and bright, like two bright pearls, brighter than any gems in the collection room. Her eyebrows Slightly thick and as sharp as a sword, it does not make people think that this is a flaw. On the contrary, it makes up for the perseverance and even determination that ordinary girls lack. She is quiet, delicate and has a sassy temperament, which makes her beautiful for both men and women. Even women will be deeply attracted.
As the eyes wandered, the aura was so compelling that it was able to possess both the elusive depth and the pure and flawless clarity at the same time.
The Hanfu that Mao Lilan had liked before was now being worn on Yan Ruyu. The emerald green Hanfu combined with Yan Ruyu's spotless temperament produced a chemical reaction, making Yan Ruyu seem to have an unearthly fairy aura.
Suzuki Sonoko was very glad that she had not tried on this Hanfu just out of curiosity, otherwise she would have found a place to bury herself now, it would have been so embarrassing.
Yan Ruyu had already introduced herself. Logically speaking, Kasumigaoka Shiyu and others should also introduce themselves, but it turned out that they stayed there for three to five minutes before they gradually came back to their senses.
"H-Hello, my name is Kasumigaoka Shiyu, nice to meet you..."
"Yansang Gui'an, my little girl Busujima Saeko, nice to meet you."
"I'm Eve..."
After coming back to their senses, Kasumigaoka Shiu, Busujima Saeko and others finally remembered the basic etiquette and began to introduce themselves to Yan Ruyu in their own way.
Yan K... Ruyu bowed slightly and responded to them one by one, appearing dignified and courteous. After introducing themselves to each other, Suzuki Jirokichi said to Suzuki Sonoko and others: "Sonzi, you can take your friends to visit casually. Yan and I Sang still has something to do, so I won’t accompany you."
After speaking, he led Yan Ru towards the location where the "Golden Dusk" was placed.
Suzuki Sonoko made eye contact with the others, and finally followed Suzuki Jirokichi in small steps, wanting to see what Suzuki Jirokichi was going to do with such a Central Plains beauty.
Arriving at the "Golden Dusk" display stand, Suzuki Jirokichi's goal was not "Golden Dusk". Instead, he used his fingerprint and password to open the five-string pipa display stand placed aside, and gently moved the five-stringed pipa inside. He took out the stringed pipa and held it solemnly in front of Yan Ruyu.
"Yan Sang, please!"
Suzuki Jirokichi held the five-stringed pipa with both hands.
Yan Ruyu gently took the five-string pipa, bowed slightly to Suzuki Jirokichi, and then gently plucked the pipa strings.
Crisp, bright, and penetrating, Yan Ruyu knew after just one sound that this five-string pipa was well preserved.
"Yan Sang, how about this Pipa?"
Suzuki Jiroji asked, although he had already asked someone to adjust and taste this five-string pipa. He knew that although this five-string pipa was very old, the person who collected it before had maintained it very well. The production of the pipa itself The craftsmanship is also very ingenious, and the material is also of high quality, so this pipa should still be a good pipa, but he knows that the person in front of him is the real master, and her opinion is the most convincing.
Yan Ruyu did not say whether it was good or bad, but said one word lightly: "Listen!"
After saying this, Yan Ruyu plucked the strings of the pipa, and what came out was not the unique sonorous sound of the pipa, but a clear and bright sound with the charm of singing.
Suzuki Jiroyoshi was confused. He did not have a deep study of music, but after all, he was an outstanding heir educated by the Suzuki Zaibatsu elite. He had a high artistic accomplishment and was involved in many musical instruments. Not only did this sound sound different to him, Why does the pipa look so much like the Duxianqin of the Jing people in the Central Plains?
"Look, Miss Yan seems to be playing with only one string from beginning to end!"
Busujima Saeko's eyesight was the sharpest among the people present. She quickly felt that Yan Ruyu's way of playing the pipa was weird, and then discovered that she was only playing with one string from beginning to end.
After being reminded by Busujima Saeko, everyone else also looked at Yan Ruyu's hand playing the pipa, and then quickly became immersed in it.
What a pair of perfect hands. Green jade fingers simply cannot be used to describe Yan Ruyu’s hands. These hands are like a pair of living works of art. Every movement has a strong sense of beauty, which makes people fascinated at first sight. I can't take my eyes away, so I won't pay attention to whether she is only strumming one string!
But soon, Yan Ruyu's technique of playing the pipa began to become complicated, and her singing voice suddenly changed into a sound that was familiar to everyone present.
"Is this...shamisen?"
Quiet and pure, simple and melodious, isn’t this the unique sound of the shamisen, a traditional Japanese musical instrument?
Chitong said infatuatedly, she still remembered that when she was very young, when her parents were still in a happy family, her father would often dial up a strange musical instrument to play some tunes that were very different from the local music. She remembered very clearly, My father said that that strange instrument was called Shamisen.
The change in timbre made everyone listening present shiver with chills - it was obviously a pipa, how could it produce the sound of the shamisen, a traditional Japanese musical instrument?
It seems that Yan Ruyu is beginning to become familiar with the five-string pipa in her hands. Yan Ruyu's technique gradually becomes more flexible and natural, and the sound of the shamisen quickly transforms into a rich and exotic sound.
"Ah, it feels so Arab!"
Mao Lilan exclaimed in surprise.
As soon as Mao Lilan finished speaking, the sound of the piano changed again and turned into a hoarse voice.
"It's... the one from Tianzhu... Sitar!"
Kudo Shinichi suddenly had an idea and revealed the origin of this tune that seemed to make people twist their bodies.
After Kudo Shinichi guessed the sound of the piano, the sound changed again, becoming quiet and ethereal.
"It's the guqin!"
Busujima Saeko said without hesitation, similar sounds were too familiar to her. In the teahouse, Yan Kai was playing the guqin.
The sound of the piano changed immediately after Busujima Saeko shouted the answer, becoming bright and expressive.
"Guitar...yes, folk guitar!"
Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu also spoke out.
The guitar sound suddenly became distorted, making a sound similar to "needle pricking".
"No, can an electric guitar also be used?"
Suzuki Sonoko was completely stunned.
When Suzuki Sonoko finished speaking, her voice suddenly became sonorous and powerful.
"lute?"
Eve frowned and said, she felt that this seemed to be the answer, but she was very unsure?
Wait, if the pipa doesn't make the sound of the pipa, that would be completely inconsistent...
Eve has black lines all over her head.
"correct answer."
Yan Ruyu stopped playing and took a deep breath.
Suzuki Jirokichi applauded slowly: "Awesome, I've heard before that the five-string pipa can simulate the sounds of various plucked instruments. I've always heard it as anecdotes, but today I saw Yan Sang's method, and I realized that I have always been a frog in the well! "
Pipa is just two words but contains four "kings". It is recognized as the king of folk music. It is the first plucked instrument and the instrument of the king. This is true even for the four-stringed pipa. The five-stringed pipa has more diverse timbres, wider range and stronger tolerance. No one knows how to evaluate it anymore, especially when it falls into the hands of a real master of traditional Chinese music. As long as the sound produced by a plucked instrument can be heard, the five-stringed pipa will not be able to beat it.
"Wow, were you just using this five-string pipa to simulate the sounds of other instruments... It can actually do this. If I hadn't heard it with my own ears... No, even if I had heard it with my own ears, I would now I still wonder if my ears are bad..."
Suzuki Sonoko said calmly.
The young lady in front of me is not only stunningly beautiful, but also amazingly talented. There is so much difference in levels that it’s hard to be jealous at all!
Yan Ruyu held the five-string pipa in her arms, looked at Suzuki Jiro and said: "The five-string pipa has been lost in the Central Plains for a long time. It was not until the 1980s that it was reappeared by the traditional Chinese music masters in the Central Plains. But this five-string pipa The stringed pipa is too old, at least seventy or eighty years old, so it cannot be made in modern times."
"I heard that during the Republic of China, someone tried to reproduce the five-string pipa and achieved results. They made a five-string pipa that could play various music. However, the five-string pipa and its production method were later destroyed by the war. It was lost, could it be this one?"
Yan Ruyu touched the piano shaft on the head of the piano.
Others could only recognize that it was a pipa, and then they recognized that it was a five-string pipa through the strings, but no one recognized that the shaft of this five-string pipa was the same as the third left pipa that was improved through repeated deductions in the Central Plains today. The five-string pipa second on the right is different, it is second on the left and third on the right. This is exactly the characteristic of the five-string pipa that was lost during the Republic of China.
"Exactly!" Suzuki Jiroji nodded, "I bought this from a collector with a lot of money. Please trouble Yan Sang to use this pipa to add color to my banquet tonight!"
Yan Ruyu nodded gently: "No problem."
Playing on such a fine instrument is a pleasure for a person who is good at music.
Suzuki Jiroji added: "After the banquet is over, this five-stringed pipa will be given to Yan Sang."
Yan Ruyu frowned slightly. In her opinion, the preciousness of this five-string pipa was no less than that of the "Golden Dusk". It could even be said to be far beyond it, because this five-string pipa was both a cultural relic and an orphan. The person who made it The craftsmanship has been lost in modern times. It may not be better than the new five-string pipa repaired and improved by traditional Chinese music masters in the Central Plains, but it contains the musical instrument craftsmanship of the Republic of China period, which is a valuable resource for those who study traditional musical instruments in the Central Plains. It is a huge treasure, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a national treasure. Its value cannot be compared to that of a pearl for people to play with.
Ordinary people would accept such a treasure with gratitude long ago, but Yan Ruyu doesn't like to owe others. It can even be said that she hates being in debt to others.
I'm here to return a favor, not to owe a favor!
Yan Ruyu, who had been treated like this before, felt a little scared.
Seeing Yan Ruyu's frown, Suzuki Jiroki quickly explained: "Yan Sang, I definitely don't mean for you to owe me any favors. You and I both know how this pipa was lost during the Republic of China. After getting it, I should have returned it to Zhongyuan for free, but because of my status, I couldn't do it blatantly. Now I will give it to Yan Sang as a reward for tonight's performance, which can be regarded as an honorable reason for me. You can let it return to the Central Plains. I am not giving a favor, but I want to atone for my sins. Please Yan Sang, please don’t refuse! Please.”
After speaking, he bowed heavily to Yan Ruyu.
Suzuki Jiroyoshi is a war victim who suffered from the war and a witness to that period of history. He is a staunch anti-war activist. Although due to his position, he cannot call on Japan to face up to history like those left-wing intellectuals who are not afraid of power. , but it is still possible to secretly atone for the sins of one's own country and nation.
There are many cultural relics and famous paintings in this collection room, but most of them are from the West, few from the East, and some are from Japan. Except for the five-stringed pipa, there is not a single object from the Central Plains. This does not mean that Suzuki Jirokichi loves Western civilization, but that He has already secretly returned all the collected cultural relics from the Central Plains to the Central Plains. The five-stringed pipa is a newly collected one. Even if there is no chance, Suzuki Jirokichi will find a way to return it to the Central Plains.
Seeing that Suzuki Jirokichi had already said this, Yan Ruyu could only nod lightly: "Okay, I will keep this five-stringed pipa. I will take it back when I return to China one day."
Suzuki Jiroyoshi, who had offended many people for bailing Uncle Liu back then, really shouldn't do too many things close to the Central Plains. This would make the stance of the Suzuki Zaibatsu very passive.
Among the upper echelons of Japan, "hate China" is almost politically correct. After all, for the Supreme Emperor above, the biggest role of Japan's existence is to use it to replenish blood when there is no money, and the other is to contain the Central Plains across the sea. How is it possible to have a good relationship between Japan and the Central Plains, even if they want to rebel?
Therefore, although Japan's economy is highly tied to the Central Plains, Japan's politicians always go to visit shrines from time to time. Every time they do so, Japan's economy will be affected, making those chaebols miserable.
It is said that Japan is the Japan of the chaebols, but in fact the chaebols in Japan know very well that only when the emperors in Okinawa do not speak, can the chaebols influence Japan. Once the emperor speaks, they will pay the fines when they should, and sign the agreement when they should. After signing the agreement, if you should technically castrate yourself, you will castrate yourself. The Supreme Emperor doesn't even need to make excuses.
World War II defeated Japan's body, and the bubble economy destroyed Japan's soul. Japanese people have long understood who has the final say in Japan.
A country without independent power, no matter how rich and developed it is, is nothing more than a sandcastle on the seashore. It only depends on when the waves come over.
