my daughter my hometown

Chapter 140 Millennium Guqin
(The plot of the previous chapter has been revised. If you read it before 12:30 last night, it is recommended to watch it again.)
Twenty minutes later, the group successfully climbed to the front of Li Yan's house.

Wen Lan didn't care to look at the surrounding environment.She raised her willow eyebrows and looked at Su Wu provocatively, "That contemptuous person over there, what do you say, didn't I also come behind Xiao Wan's back?"

"Yes yes yes." Su Wu laughed and complimented: "My wife is the most powerful."

Li Yan next to her looked over with a smile on her face, Wen Lan couldn't help but blushed, and she said "cut" before she stopped talking.

After all, she is young and young, plus she works out every day.As long as you walk this mountain road with determination, even if you carry a little girl on your back, it will definitely be fine.

Just as Su Wu was about to speak, the little girl ran to his side, proudly showing off: "Dad, Dad, I walked here by myself, and so did An An."

The little lion who followed closely bit the trousers of the little master, and howled, obviously agreeing with Su Wan's words.

Su Wu put the bucket away first, looked at Wen Lan's dark face with a smile, "Wanwan really walked up by herself?"

He scratched the little girl's nose: "Why did Dad see you lying on Mommy's back all the time just now?"

Su Wan danced her two little hands anxiously, "There is no constant, so there is no constant."

She reasoned upside down: "Grandma can't walk, I came up with An'an."

Su Wu understood, so he could only look up at Wen Lan.

Wen Lan was speechless, so she had no choice but to talk about the situation just now.

On the way up the mountain just now, Su Wu naturally went all the way, Wen Lan followed behind with her daughter and the little lion on her back, but Li Yan, who was empty-handed and walking with a cane, fell at the end, walking out of breath.

Wen Lan was careful, she stopped and waited when she saw it.

Sometimes she would put her daughter and the lion cub on the ground, let the two little guys climb the mountain road by themselves, and she would go down and lead the old lady up.

Unexpectedly, when she came to Su Wan's place, she turned around completely. Hearing her words, it was as if she had walked the entire mountain road by herself.

Su Wu laughed out loud when he heard this, and praised the little girl with his thumb up high.

"Wan Wan is great, to be able to walk such a difficult mountain road by myself. It seems that my girl has grown into a big girl."

Su Wan probably still didn't understand what Su Wu was saying.

But when she saw her father laughing, she laughed too.Seeing his thumbs up, he followed suit, clucking and parroting: "Wanwan is great..."

The father and daughter fought for a while before it stopped, and Su Wu walked over to help Li Yan.

"Grandma Li, you're adding something to it again. It's really troublesome to cook the silk strings. There must be dozens of processes."

He asked curiously, "What is this used for?"

"It's nothing." Li Yan shook his head indifferently, "Boiling is only the first step. Afterwards, you need to cool it, rinse it, and select it... There are still many processes."

"As for the purpose, of course it is used to make strings."

Su Wu was taken aback, and his eyes widened in surprise, "Qin strings? What strings?"

He had only seen steel wires as strings, but this was the first time he had seen silk as strings, no wonder they were called silk strings.

Li Yan saw that she would not be able to intervene for a while, so she suddenly had a whim, "You young people have never seen Si Xian, have you, I will go to hold the bed and play the piano for you to understand."

After finishing speaking, she turned and entered her small bedroom.

"What are you talking about?" Wen Lan asked curiously.

She couldn't understand Su Wu's conversation at all, but she couldn't help being curious when she saw her husband's expression alternately filled with emotion, curious, and shocked.

Su Wu came back to his senses, glanced at her with a smile, and translated the translation for her straightforwardly.

"The strings made of silk?" Wen Lan muttered, feeling confused.

As a professional singer, Wen Lan has seen many different kinds of musical instruments, but she has never heard of strings made of silk.

Soon Li Yan came out tremblingly, holding a long object tightly wrapped in cloth in his arms.

She smiled and gently put the item on the table, and slowly stroked it from the head with her hands full of grooves, as if pampering her closest lover.

Su Wu and Wen Lan looked at each other, feeling even weirder in their hearts.

When Li Yan climbed up the mountain just now, she was obviously old and tired. No matter how you look at it, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is dying.

However, after the thing was carried out, although she was still panting slightly, her spirit seemed to be a different person, and she suddenly became full of energy and vigor.

If it weren't for the wrinkles on her face and the white hair on her head, Su Wu would have thought she was ten years younger.

"That's Xiao Wu, there is tea over there, I grow and fry it myself."

"Although the quality of the tea is not very good, it's still good for quenching thirst and calming the mind." Li Yan pointed to the teapot not far away, "My wife has handicap, Xiao Wu, if you want to drink, you can pour it yourself."

Su Wuzheng was a little thirsty, so he asked Wen Lan and his daughter, first brought a glass to Li Yan, and then poured a glass for each of them.

Li Yan over there slowly pulled back the long cloth used to wrap it, and a black, shiny, elegant and simple guqin appeared in front of Su Wuwenlan.

"This is called Qin, have you heard of it?" Li Yan carefully and gently inspected the shiny body of the piano.

She suddenly changed to Mandarin, although the tone of voice was weird, but both Su Wu and his wife could understand it, "Whether it's on TV or in books, you must have heard a sentence, so-and-so is proficient in everything."

"The piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting in the story are collectively referred to as the four arts of a gentleman, which are necessary skills for ancient literati and guests." Li Yan gently stroked the strings of the zither, "And among the four arts of a gentleman, qin is the first."

"That qin refers to this kind of qin."

"In modern times, in order to distinguish it from western pianos, people usually call it Guqin."

Su Wu and Wen Lan looked at each other, and they were both startled.

They are proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they are familiar with this sentence, but they have never delved into the meaning of each word in it.

It turns out that every word in it has a deep meaning, and it wasn't just put together by the ancestors casually.

Li Yan sat in front of the piano table, with pride slowly appearing on his face.

"Qin, with a history of more than 3000 years, is the musical instrument that embodies the essence of our Han nationality's traditional culture. Compared with its age, all the pianos and violins in the West are children. Even the bed in my hand has With a history of more than 300 years."

Su Wu and Wen Lan tasted the tea, and after hearing Li Yan's words, they almost spit out the tea in their mouths.

"Grandma Li, you said this piano..." Su Wu suspected that he had heard it wrong.He tapped the guqin under Li Yan's hands from a distance, with a look of incredulity on his face, "How old is it?"

"One thousand three hundred and eighty years." Li Yan slowly gave an accurate number, "Qin Cheng will still be in the Tang Dynasty."

The husband and wife looked at each other in shock, and when their eyes fell on the musical instrument in front of them, they couldn't help but become serious.

real or fake?

If the piano in front of you really has a history of more than 300 years, it is a cultural relic and a super national treasure.

"Why? Xiao Wu, don't you believe me?"

Li Yan smiled, and she picked up Qin and turned over slowly.Immediately, a dense array of seals or signatures on the bottom of the piano appeared in front of Su Wu and the two of them.

The handwriting on it was clearly written by different people.The handwriting is big or small, thick or thin, some are already faint, but too many are still legible.

"These autographed ink treasures all come from the ancestors who have used this qin. From the beginning of this qin named Hanyue Jingchen, the ancestors of all dynasties will leave their names on this qin when they have completed their studies."

"I checked before, and the earliest master was this..." Li Yan respectfully nodded a name named Gu Xue.

Su Wu took a closer look curiously. Unlike other names written in ink, this name itself was engraved on the piano.

"This Hanyue qin is the dowry of this master named Gu Xue. Not long after she was born, her father began to look around for good wood to cut and rub it by himself. It was during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. "

Su Wu and the two swallowed hard.

To be so exaggerated, they just wanted to play in Fairy Lake and did a small thing by the way, so they thought they would bump into a thousand-year-old guqin when they turned around.

After a while, Wen Lan collected herself and asked curiously, "Grandma Li, can you play this piano?"

Li Yan looked at her rose-like face, she straightened her waist, and nodded slightly.

"of course."

Li Yan said these two words very softly, but the strong self-confidence contained in the words instantly made Su Wu and the two of them tremble.

boom!
Li Yan hooked the biggest string heavily, his voice was heavy and dignified, and the lingering sound echoed for a long time.

　Happy second year everyone.

　　This old lady has been on stage for too long, so I can't keep her in water.Ha ha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)