Piano

Chapter 14
No, not right.

This song is played too fast, and the meaning of the song is too strong.

Feng Xi pursed the corners of her lips calmly. The original manuscript of "Good Night Yin" that has not been revised and processed by the people of later generations is not so long and rich. It is very easy to lose its proper taste.

Now the joy that Lan Xuesheng added to the qin music is the joy of defeating the enemy army. With the addition of this series of chanting, rushing and pinching sounds, the clear wind and bright moon in the territory of the original song will be as beautiful as you see. To become an overturning battle flag and a piercing horn drum!
Hell, how on earth did she play the good Fengya under the moon into the sound of killing?

Moreover, the so-called exaggeration is too much, if this song continues to play according to the current trend, I'm afraid it will be—

Feng Xi frowned with entanglement, thinking that the sound of the piano had already turned from a place of extreme joy to anger and sadness, the image of Jiang Yue was broken into pieces in an instant, and Lan Xuesheng himself stopped suddenly after a certain sound.

"It's not right." The woman who stopped pressing the seven strings slowly frowned, her eyes tightly locked on the piano score were full of dignity, "The music scene is wrong, and the emotions are not right."

"It seems that my previous thinking and angle really went wrong." Lan Xuesheng sighed in disappointment, and Feng Xi frowned in response: "What did you think before, tell me."

"Bad," Lan Xuesheng's eyes fluttered, and she tapped the surface of the piano lightly with her fingers, "My idea at the beginning was very simple. I felt that this 'happy' was nothing more than the four great joys in life."

"When there is nectar in a long drought, when you meet an old acquaintance in a foreign country, when you are in the bridal chamber, when you are named on the gold list—"

"For a general of the generation like He Ruobi, the first two kinds of great joy may not leave a deep impression on him, but I really don't feel the third kind of 'bridal chamber wedding night'." Lan Xuesheng said again Uncontrollably, he lowered his head and glanced at himself, with a hint of regret hidden in his tone of voice, "Based on comprehensive consideration, we can only choose the last 'gold list title' as the breakthrough point."

"The literati's title on the gold list is high school, and the 'gold list title' of a military general should be a record of military exploits and great victories on the battlefield."

"That's why, in the past two days, I have specially studied the anecdotes of He Ruobi's life from the first year of Emperor Kaihuang's official appointment to the governor of Wuzhou to his defeat of Chen Jun in the ninth year of Emperor Kaihuang's reign, and tried to fill his perspective as perfectly as possible. Get his mind back."

"In the end... the restoration is quite restored, but the 'joy' is not the kind of 'joy' I want." Lan Xuesheng scratched her head, "This kind of 'joy' is not pure enough."

"Not pure enough?" Feng Xi rested her chin with one hand with great interest. Now she really wants to see how Lan Xue's voice is in such a short period of time, as a rare violinist who still has a heart for the piano. How far can I comprehend Wuzhi?

"Well, it's not pure enough. There are too many utilitarian gains and losses mixed in this joy." Lan Xue smiled with her eyes bent, and then slightly lowered her tone, "It's almost like experiencing the extreme ecstasy In the next second, my whole mind was surrounded by a wave of unwillingness and resentment that shot straight to the sky."

"—Because he failed to capture the tiger before Han captured the tiger, and successfully captured Chen Shubao."

"When he entered Chendu from Beiyemen, Han Qinhu had already led five hundred cavalry to enter the city from Zhuquemen and captured Empress Chen alive, taking the lead."

"However, He Ruobi felt that he had first defeated Xuzhou along the way, and then defeated several Chen generals one after another. The credit should be higher than that of Han Qinhu, so he was dissatisfied, and even drew his sword against Han Qinhu in court."

"The battle against Chen was not only the culmination of He Ruobi's prosperity, but also the beginning of his gradual decline in the second half of his life." Lan Xuesheng's eyes were dark, "That resentment obviously formed a knot in his heart and took root."

"It even made him forget what his father He Ruodun warned him repeatedly before his death."

He Ruodun was not strict with his tongue and complained a lot in private, so he was not tolerated by Yu Wenhu, King Jin of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. In the end, he was framed to death. Before he died, he used an awl to pierce He Ruobi's tongue to admonish He Ruobi to be cautious in his words and deeds. ——

It's a pity that He Ruobi remembered these words when he was young, but He Ruobi in middle age has forgotten all about them.

"He began to take credit for himself, and began to hate his colleagues. Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty had protected him several times during his lifetime, but he still didn't have a long memory, and was finally punished by Emperor Yang of Sui."

"So, this kind of 'joy' is not pure enough." Lan Xuesheng calmed down after talking on the phone for a long time, and even her eyes became calmer, "The murderous intent is too strong, and the resentment is too strong."

"With this kind of mentality, it is impossible to appreciate the bright moon and good night, and it is also impossible to inspire the five minds on the string."

"—Maybe my thinking was wrong from the beginning." Lan Xue clapped her hands, "Though the four joys in life are strong, the will is not pure enough."

"These four joys are always mixed with other emotions to some extent—worried or thought or fear or anger—these 'other emotions' in turn affect the 'joy' itself, so that it makes it unknowingly Quietly changed the taste."

"Thinking about it this way, it seems that I shouldn't be obsessed with that so-called 'great joy'." Lan Xuesheng rubbed her chin thoughtfully, "Maybe I should think about it differently, such as thinking about those small things that can be seen everywhere every day." the 'hi'?"

"Happiness in the world is not limited to the 'four great joys' of Lao Shizi." Feng Xi nodded, her brows relaxed, and her brows that had been twisted into pimples immediately returned to normal. , and many more."

"Yes, for example, when I was a child, I got full marks in the math test at school, and I would feel happy if the teacher gave me a candy; now when I go shopping, I will also feel happy if I accidentally eat a delicious snack." Lan Xue said again and again. Nodding, "From a certain point of view, it seems that such a small and real joy is more pure."

"Tsk tsk, so I suddenly have some ideas, but I don't know if this way will work this time..."

"Miss Fengxi, I'll go back and continue to study He Ruobi first, and you can call me after Ah Si has finished lunch." Lan Xue patted her paws, got up and went into the bedroom without looking back. Her back hummed softly, "Yeah",
After the door of the master bedroom was closed, Ah Si, who had been choosing vegetables in the kitchen, couldn't help but stretched his neck by the door frame. He raised his eyes to look at Feng Xi, his double pupils were full of curiosity: "How is it?"

"It's worthy of being a violin master with a heart for the piano - the little girl has a very good understanding." Feng Xi raised her lips, "I don't need to bother to mention it, she has found her own fault."

"It is estimated that Zhengxian is stable, and she will be able to touch the threshold of 'Xi' Zhi after thinking about it for three or five days at most."

"That's really good." The young man lowered his jaw lightly, and silently retreated back into the kitchen after speaking.

Seeing this, Yuhu, who would have fled into Xiqin, couldn't help poking her head out: "So, dear one, why do you know what kind of 'Xi' in "A Good Night" is? Why don't you choose to tell her directly?"

"Nonsense, I chewed up the rice and spit it out before stuffing it into your mouth, can you still taste the taste of that dish?" Feng Xi's eyes sharpened when he heard this, and the aura around him became more and more dangerous.

"You're the only one who can ask this kind of nonsensical nonsense—it just so happened that I haven't had enough beatings just now, so watch!"

　That is to say, Shuhu really owes a lot
　　
　
(End of this chapter)