Chapter 1807

From the moment he held the lute in his arms, all the other old men began to smile, with solemn expressions. They closed their eyes and listened to he Xinyan's ancient music.

One hand on the pipa, there will be a soft and ethereal voice.

He Xinyan didn't try the piano at all. He began to play it directly.

He himself closed his eyes, as if in such a short time, he had been immersed in the artistic conception of the music he wanted to play.

Pipa has a history of more than 2000 years since it appeared. It was probably in the Qin Dynasty that Pipa was first used as an instrument.

With the passage of time, Pipa has spread to other countries, such as Japanese pipa, Korean Pipa

Koryo, in particular, now has some comments, claiming that Pipa is the invention of Koryo and the wisdom of their ancestors.

The Chinese people despise such words.

However, we can't let Koryo always mix food in black and white, so this time, he Xinyan joined the mission and vowed to use his own strength to suppress the whole Korean Pipa world. At that time, we will see if they have the face to take the pipa as their own.

Lin Chengfei also closed his eyes and did not dare to miss any syllable of the song.

After more than seven minutes, he Xinyan's song is over.

"Shh..." He Xinyan caresses the pipa in his hand as if he is holding the most beloved person in his arms: "the beauty of Pipa lies in this. Every time he plays a piece, he feels comfortable physically and mentally, just like he is more than ten years younger."

"Old he..." An old man with calluses on his hand asked, "what song is this? Why haven't I heard you play before? "

When the man asked this question, other people immediately came back and said, "yes, I've known you for a long time. I've heard your high mountains and flowing water, and I've heard your plum blossom fall. But now, it's obviously not painful compared with the previous style Lao he, tell me quickly. Have you been hiding your secrets before? "

High mountains, flowing water and falling flowers are very famous Pipa music.

In particular, plum blossom falls, the earliest flute music from the Southern Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, was later changed into Qin music according to the works of Yan Shi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.

However, they have never heard of the song they are playing now.

It's not only that they haven't heard it in he Xinyan, but even those who talk about Pipa among all the people they know don't seem to have played it.

In the face of people's eager eyes, he Xinyan is proud of a smile, in front of his granddaughter smile asked: "shallow, see clearly my fingering?"

He Qingqian frowned: "some places are not very clear."

"Ha ha I don't understand. " He Xinyan laughs, but he doesn't explain to he Qingqian immediately. Instead, he asks Lin Chengfei, "Xiao Lin, can you hear what this is?"

He Xinyan is very confident. Lin Chengfei must not know the origin of this song.

None of the seniors present could guess.

This is an ancient score that he got by chance. After studying it for a long time, he realized that he had never played it before.

So, after he asked that sentence, he didn't wait for Lin Chengfei to reply. He laughed and said, "I knew you couldn't guess..."

"Mr. He, aren't you embarrassing other people's children?" The old man with his hands covered with calluses said with a smile, "we old guys don't know, and he won't even hear of it."

An old man with silver hair said with a smile: "Lao he, come on, we old guys, our hearts are itching..."

"Oh, it's tasteless at first, but it's as if you are in March. The spring breeze is so slow that you can enjoy yourself What kind of music is it? Why don't you play the game. "

"It's snow in spring"

just then, a calm voice rang.

Everyone was stunned.

In particular, he Xinyan suddenly turned his head and looked at the speaker.

The man It's the youngest man in this house.

He had a cool smile on his face.

The old man with his hands covered with calluses frowned and said, "snow in spring? No, I've heard of it. It's not the taste. "

"Yes." The silver haired old man said, "snow in spring is also a famous song. We old guys have heard it for a long time. I don't know how many times. If it's really snow in spring, we can't have never heard it!"

Other old people also speak one after another and express their opinions one after another.

The meaning is almost the same. All of them are questioning Lin Chengfei. No one believes that the song he Xinyan plays is a piece of spring snow.

It's a big joke.

This guy doesn't know everything, is he talking nonsense?

So think, one face with deep disdain, such a guy, what qualifications to be their leader?

It's also a shame to go to Korea.No, I have to respond to the old prince immediately. The leader must be replaced. If the old prince insists on using him, they will not go on this trip to Korea.

However, he Xinyan's response is different from that of everyone else.

He looked at Lin Chengfei stupidly, and his expression was like seeing a ghost.

"Xiao Lin, I don't know it's shameful, but it's nonsense Is it a little suspected of fishing for fame? Do you really think that we old guys are free... "

"Bang!"

"It's spring and snow!"

Without waiting for the old man who was teaching Lin Chengfei to finish, he Xinyan clapped his hands on the table and cheered excitedly.

He Qingqian opened his mouth slightly and covered his mouth with his hand subconsciously: "grandfather..."

Others were also surprised and said, "Lao he, are you confused?"

"Yangchun white snow, also known as Yangchun ancient music."

Lin Chengfei said lightly: "as for the composer, it was composed by the musician Shi Kuang of Jin State in the spring and Autumn period. Now there are two versions handed down, namely Da Yangchun and Xiao Yangchun. I think you heard these two versions before?"

"Big Yangchun is Li Fangyuan, arranged by Shen Hao, and little Yangchun is passed down by Wang Yuting. However, these two versions are not original ancient songs."

Lin Chengfei's words are indifferent, but in his words, there is an unquestionable self-confidence: "the real Yangchun ancient song has long been lost, and no one has found it for many years. The song played by elder he is just Yangchun white snow written by Shi Kuang."

"The author of yangchunbaixue has always been controversial. In addition to the possibility of being a teacher and miner, Liu Juanzi of the state of Qi may also be a composer. Why didn't you mention him?" He Xinyan asked.

Lin Chengfei said with a smile: "because I forgot... "

He Xinyan was speechless.

You seem to know everything. Now you forget the possible composer

Are you reliable or not!