Die'er sang again: "The Emperor of the Han Dynasty was obsessed with beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country. He couldn't find the imperial palace for many years. There is a daughter in the Yang family who has just grown up and was raised in a boudoir. No one knows her. It's hard to give up on natural beauty. She once chose the king's side. Looking back, she smiles and is full of charm. If you are born, the pink and white in the sixth house will have no color.”
"The cold spring brings a bath in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water washes away the grease. The servant lifts up the delicate and feeble, and it is the beginning of the new grace. The clouds and temples are blooming with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night. The spring night is short and the sun rises. From now on, the king will not go to court early. . Cheng Huan has no time to wait for banquets, and spring outings are all night long. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people are pampered."
"The golden house is made up to be a charming waiter at night, and the jade tower is drunk and spring is over. Sisters and brothers are all from the earth, and the pitiful light is born in the door. This makes the hearts of parents in the world not to be reborn as a boy and to be reborn as a girl. From the heights of the Li Palace, blue clouds enter, and the wind of fairy music can be heard everywhere . Slow singing, slow dancing, and silk and bamboo dances, which the king will not be able to see enough."
"Yu Yang's rook stirred the ground and shocked the colorful feathers. Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuzhong City Tower. Thousands of cavalry rode southwest. The green flowers swayed and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital. The six armies did not move but had no choice but to turn their eyebrows. He died in front of his horse. No one took possession of the land, and the emerald green jade scratched his head. The king hid his face and could not save him. Looking back, blood and tears flowed. "
"The yellow eyel is scattered and the wind is blowing, and the clouds are lingering as I climb the sword pavilion. There are few people walking at the foot of Emei Mountain, the flags are dim and the sun is thin. The Shujiang River is green and the Shushan Mountain is green, and the Holy Lord is in love with him day and night. Seeing the moon in the palace is sad, and hearing the bells when it rains at night There is a sound of broken intestines. The sky spins and the sun turns back to Long Yu, but he hesitates and cannot go. In the soil at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yuyan Kong died. "
"The monarch and his ministers looked after each other and put their clothes on, and looked east to the capital to return home. When they returned, the ponds and gardens were still the same. The hibiscus and willows were still young. The hibiscus was like a face and willows were like eyebrows. How could I not shed tears at this? The peach and plum blossoms bloomed in the spring breeze at night, and the sycamore leaves fell in the autumn rain. "
"There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red leaves that are not swept away. The disciples in the Liyuan have new white hair, and the prisoner Qing'e in the pepper room is old. In the evening hall, fireflies fly and think quietly, and the solitary lamp is exhausted before falling asleep. The long night is full of bells and drums, and the stars are full of energy. The sky is dawning. The mandarin duck tiles are frosty and the flowers are heavy, and the emerald quilt is cold. Who can share it? After so many years of life and death, my soul has never come to sleep."
"Linqiong Taoist priest Hongdu Ke can reach the soul with his sincerity. In order to appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the alchemist to search diligently. When the air is emptied, it rushes like lightning, ascending to the sky and entering the earth to seek for everything. The poor blue sky above and the yellow spring below, the two places are vast. None of them were seen. Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea. The mountain was in the ethereal space. There were exquisite pavilions and five clouds, and there were many fairies among them."
"There is a person among them who has a too real character and a snow-skinned and colorful appearance. He knocks on the jade stick in the west chamber of the golden palace and converts the small jade to a double success. When he smells the emperor's envoy from the Han family, the dream in the Jiuhua tent is frightened. He takes his clothes and pushes the pillow up. Wandering back, the silver screen of pearls and foils spreads out. The clouds on the temples are half fresh and sleeping, and the flower crowns are not neat and come out of the hall. The wind blows and the fairy mantle is fluttering, just like the dancing of colorful feathers. The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring. "
"Looking at the king with emotion, my voice and face are blurred after saying goodbye. The love in Zhaoyang Palace is endless, and the sun and moon are long in Penglai Palace. Looking back at the world, I can't see the dust and mist of Chang'an. I can only express my deep affection with old things, and send the golden hairpin to the future. . One strand of the hairpin is left to form a fan, and the hairpin is broken into gold and divided into two halves. But the teaching heart is as strong as the gold halo, and we will meet in heaven and on earth."
"I sent my farewell words again diligently, and in the words I vowed to know each other. On July 7th, in the Eternal Life Palace, in the middle of the night, when no one was whispering. In the sky, I would like to be a winged bird, and on the ground, I would like to be a twig. The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually end, and this hatred will last forever. Expect."
This is the Song of Everlasting Sorrow, a tragic love story between Emperor Ming of Tang and Concubine Yang.
Zhao Chuan couldn't help but feel sad when he heard this.
"I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground." Isn't this the wish of myself and Deng Ninzhi?
Tian Xiancheng saw Zhao Chuan's heavy expression and hurriedly signaled Die'er to retreat.
Zhao Chuan signaled Ye Haoyu to reward him again and asked Ye Haoyu to give Die'er ten taels of silver notes immediately. Die'er thanked him and quit.
They looked at each other, exchanged a few words, then ordered some side dishes and continued to drink.
After chatting for a while, they dispersed.
While chatting, Zhao Chuan felt a little dazed, as if he had returned to the previous days...
... There was something going on in the mansion, and the escorts who didn't come to pick up the bride just set off firecrackers.
The ceremony is simple. Qin'er's surname is Chen and her given name is Suqin.
Han Lingyu did not attend the ceremony, and Zhao Chuan and Qin'er gave Shu Lan a grand ceremony.
At the end of the ceremony, the two met with Han Lingyu, and Suqin kowtowed to Lingyu...
Seeing Zhao Chuan's confused look, several people did not dare to speak. It was not until Zhao Chuan was awakened by the sound of piano playing in the next room that he suddenly came back to his senses.
When Tian Xiancheng saw it, he laughed and said, "Everyone, please move to the theater. The finale over there is about to begin!"
Who is Tian Xiancheng? But he is a social veteran who meets too many people.
Everyone followed Tian Xiancheng into the theater.
Xiaosi took him into a private room upstairs, served melon seeds and tea, and the five of them sat down to watch.
Downstairs is the hall, where small tables are also set up for everyone to sit around and enjoy.
Although it is a bit noisy, the row of private rooms upstairs is a little farther away and is quieter.
There is a song and dance performance on the stage. There are five or six young girls with high buns and golden flowers. Most of them have black silk hanging down the back of their necks. They are wearing low-waisted skirts with slightly raised breasts. Their abdominal muscles are fat. They are tightly embroidered in a pink short skirt. , a long green skirt with a low skirt, with long pink sleeves fluttering at the bottom. Her slender willow waist swayed with the music, spinning and jumping.
Ye Haoyu said loudly: "Brother Tian, you have many beauties hidden here!"
"These are all actors who are not celebrities. Of course you have never seen them." Tian Xiancheng smiled slightly.
On the stage, there was a singer singing: "The drizzle is drifting, the breeze is shaking, with the infatuated love, the bright snow is falling, the Yellow River is muddy, let him be heartbroken, put it down, the sword in my hand, I am willing to call him back The love in my heart and my destiny are gone. Why should I be surrounded by loneliness? You are on the other side of the world. How can you express your deep love for me in just a few words..."
"Don't be greedy for a wish, and then I think of your face, day and night, in the long road of life, every moment, I see the tenderness in your eyes. The fate of this life will continue in the next life, what is love, life and death Xu, if I have you by my side, I will not envy mandarin ducks or immortals..."
"Moving in the sky, in the green mountains, riding on the wind and flying thousands of miles of clouds, looking for a beautiful woman, love is hard to come by, using a sword to break through the chaotic world of mortals, soaring in the sky, my heart is endless. Throughout the millennium, the cycle is turning, why give in? I am lonely for a long time. How can I express in a thousand words how much I miss you from this side of the world?"
"I only wish for it once, drunk. I think of your face again. I have been looking for it, and I have met in my dreams. Every moment, I see your eyes filled with lingering emotions. The fate of this life will continue in the next life. What is love? We have promised each other in life and death, if I have you by my side, I will not envy mandarin ducks or immortals!"
At the end of the song, there were bursts of shouts from the audience.
Zhao Chuan looked a little psychedelic, feeling like he was in a very unreal illusory space.
The music started again, long sleeves floated slowly, soft dance took place, and another woman sang a song:
"Tinggao is looking at the extreme, but the lotus flowers scattered in the river have not returned. They are sick but have no strength. Kuang Wan's fans are gradually sparse, and his robes are beginning to be untied, and the light is passing through the gaps. He sighs at the apricot beams and the twin swallows like guests. Where is the person? A curtain is light The moon seems to illuminate the colors. It is quiet, and crickets chant on the wall. It moves Yu Xin, and clears the sorrow like weaving. I ponder the waves of youth. In the mountains, under the willows, on the street, there is no message. The dark water is full of dark water, trickling green. It has drifted for a long time. , What do you mean now, lying drunk on the side of the wine cellar?"
Tian Xiancheng started to show off, shouting, "Attention! Attention! Next is the finale, guzheng playing!"
Ye Haoyu curled his lips and said, "What's so good about this? Bah."
"Brother Ye, I don't know, but this is a famous lady from the capital. I paid a high price to invite her. This girl is seventeen years old. Her surname is Chen Lianshan and her stage name is Jing Wen. She is very talented and beautiful. She will only perform once in three days. Three songs!”
When several people heard this, they couldn't help but lick their tongues.
The zither boy has set up the zither on its stand and is ready for moving.
Jingwen arrived in a low-cut, collarless red dress.
The bun is tied in the middle, and a circle of black silk is placed on the head. She has bright phoenix eyebrows, a delicate nose, skin as white as snow, and thin lips like a crescent moon. She has a small mouth like a cherry, but her lips are like a willow leaf, matching that Zhang's round and round cheeks are impeccable, pure and elegant, which captivates the soul.
Zhao Chuan was stunned for a moment, and his heart moved. He never expected that such a beautiful woman could be found in this place. Although she was not as beautiful as his fairy wife, she was indeed a rare beauty.
Jing Wen came to the stage and bowed to salute, then turned sideways and sat down slowly. Her left hand reached forward to reach the rich string, her right hand was raised and lowered gently, and the hook of the slender jade finger was pulled back, and the sound of rolling thunder came.
The guzheng is an ancient musical instrument of the Han people. It is said that the guzheng was a kind of weapon used during the Warring States Period. It was used to swing the guzheng vertically to beat the enemy. There is also an old saying that "the guzheng makes music when it is horizontal, and it forms an army on the ground." Later, strings were added to it, and when it was plucked, it sounded pleasant to the ears, so it developed into a musical instrument.
As time went by, weapons became lighter and lighter.
A weapon as bulky and heavy as the zither was abandoned.
Zheng has become a professional musical instrument, mostly made of golden nanmu, with twenty-three strings, beautiful shape and fine decoration. The common playing technique is to use the big, index, middle and nameless fingers of the right hand to pluck the strings to play the melody and master the rhythm. , the left-hand playing method also includes following the tension of the strings on the left side of the zither pillar and controlling the changes in the string tone to adjust the pitch and perfect the melody. There are many fingering methods for zheng, including hooking, holding, splitting, picking, wiping, picking, beating, shaking, pinching, etc. on the right hand, and pressing, sliding, rubbing, shaking, etc. on the left hand.
Jing Wen's performance is "The General Goes to War".
This is Kuai Sanban, with exciting and melodious music.
Zhao Chuan felt that the music produced by the guzheng was vibrating and powerful, as if there was a powerful force coming over him.
He quickly secretly used his internal strength to resist, but when he saw that other people didn't feel anything at all, he suddenly felt the difference!
After thinking for a while, he figured out that of course the music wouldn't hurt him.
Zhao Chuan seemed to understand that the melody played by Jing Wen depended on the skill of the listener. The strong one was stronger and the weak one was weak. It filled the whole space and seemed to squeeze his breathing space. He felt that his heart was compressed and his breathing was restricted. Use the luck function to expand your breathing space.
The sound is like a spring, you push it out and it bounces back.
At the same time, he also discovered that if he pushed hard, Jing Wen would have difficulty playing. Zhao Chuan had no choice but to keep the invisible sound mask slightly away from him. By the end of the song, Jing Wen was dripping with sweat.
As soon as the music stopped, the audience cheered and applauded. It seemed that they were all art admirers and people who were well versed in the elegance of music, and there were even more compliments.
At this time, two people in the audience approached the stage and shouted angrily: "Damn you! What are you playing? It makes me feel uncomfortable! Let's play the song 'Playing with the Dragon and the Phoenix!'"
Jing Wen was about to play the second song, but when the man called out, she stopped and stopped playing or talking.
Tian Xiancheng hurriedly called Xiaosi from the box to come in, put fifty taels of silver notes in the tea tray and gave them to the two people.
Zhao Chuan frowned, blocked Xiao Si, and asked Tian Xiancheng, "Who are they?"
Tian Xiancheng shook his head and sighed: "I am a disciple of Qiwu Sect..."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Chuan took out the gold medal given by the head of Qiwu Sect from the Qiankun bag in his arms, gently placed it on top of the banknote, and asked Xiao Si to give it to the two of them.
