Mountain Miscellaneous

Chapter 113

After Li Changqing instructed the children in calligraphy, he returned to the small wooden house under Zhongnan Mountain.

Li Changqing got a hundred-year-old sycamore wood by accident on the mountain, and Li Changqing has been practicing the craft of chopping the qin hard, making dozens of lyres.

There are hundreds of processes in making a lyre, and each process has very strict requirements, and any subtle factors may affect the timbre of the lyre.

Li Changqing carried a piece of catalpa wood from the wooden house where the miscellaneous house was stored, took the cowhide bag to the thatched shed, took out tools such as wooden filers, chisels, and planers, and skillfully transformed the catalpa wood into a piano body with seven steel strings. , a lyre and you're done!
Not only does the zither require a high level of craftsmanship, but the material of the wood is also very important!

The sycamore wood that has been struck by lightning for a hundred years is an excellent wood for qin.

Li Changqing warmed up to make the catalpa xylophone, adjusted his body and mind to the peak state, and took out the century-old lightning strike sycamore wood that had been treasured for a long time.

The upper part of the sycamore wood is burnt, which is similar to the Jiaoweiqin of the Four Great Famous Qins.

Li Changqing tapped the sycamore wood with his fingers, and a melodious sound came out.

It is recorded in "The Book of Music·Chuqin Method": "The bottom is thick and the surface is thin, the wood is turbid and clear, the big strings are obstinate, and the small strings are burnt. The surface is thick, the wood is solid, the rhyme is short and the sound is focused. The thin base is thick, the wood is empty and green, which is good for small strings, but not for big strings. Both the surface and the bottom are thin, the wood is full and empty, and the sound comes out quickly, and the rhyme floats..."

Li Changqing tapped the sycamore wood to listen to its sound, in order to test the sound quality and vibration degree of the wood itself, and infer the thickness of the abdominal cavity of the piano panel.

After completing the preparations, Li Changqing carefully planed the hundred-year-old lightning-struck sycamore wood, and it took until evening to have a prototype.

In the early morning, Lijiaao is very lively.

Li Changqing continued to read "Shangxian", and the response from the audience was very strong.

Ning Cailing, the editor of the WeChat official account of 'Guyang people in Guyang', gathered a group of young people, compiled Li Changqing's words and deeds into words, and uploaded them to post bars, official accounts, Weibo and other news social channels, attracting a lot of attention on the Internet. Many lovers of Chinese studies spread Li Changqing's voice farther.

Compared with Li Changqing's reading sound, the text is a bit pale, but it still has some effect.

Lijia'ao Primary School is about to hold a final exam. After reading the book, Li Changqing talks to the children and then goes to the mountains to continue playing the piano.

Two days later, Li Changqing was sitting in the bamboo grove, with an antique lyre lying flat on his knees. The body of the lyre was carved into a phoenix flying in the sky.

"There was Cai Yong's Jiaoweiqin in ancient times, you should call it Fengweiqin!"

Li Changqing swept his fingers over the strings, and the sound of the piano was like birds singing in the empty mountains, he said with a smile.

Huanhuanxixi was sleeping soundly under the sun, but after hearing the sound of the qin, she raised her ears and stared at the Fengweiqin in front of Li Changqing.

Many people at the bottom of the mountain can't understand Li Changqing, who lives in the bitter cold of Zhongnan Mountain when he can get riches, fame and fortune at his fingertips.

Li Changqing drank monkey wine and played "High Mountain and Flowing Water", one of the top ten ancient Chinese songs.

Halfway up the back mountain, Chen Yaru and He Guangyao were walking on the mountain road.

"Yaru, did you hear the sound of running water?" He Guangyao asked.

"It seems that someone is playing "High Mountain and Flowing Water"!"

Chen Yaru was wearing a black sportswear and a peaked cap, and listened carefully.

"There is only one person in the mountain, could it be Mr. Li?" He Guangyao asked in surprise.

"It should be. Who would have thought that besides being proficient in Chinese studies, mathematics, medicine, and Feng Shui, Mr. Li even has a knack for piano!"

Chen Yaru has learned the guzheng, which is similar to the lyre.

"Hehe, I came to give Mr. Li a jade ruler, and I heard the sound of a peerless piano!"

He Guangyao was intoxicated by the sound of the piano, and said with satisfaction.

"High mountains and flowing water, it's hard to find a bosom friend! What kind of person is he, will he agree to his request?"

Chen Yaru's impression of Li Changqing is as elusive as a breeze, and she can't help feeling like a little girl in her heart, worrying about gains and losses.

"Yaru, it's rare to see you feeling anxious. Could it be that you've fallen in love with Mr. Li?" He Guangyao joked.

"Uncle He, what are you talking about..." Chen Yaru blushed and quickened her pace unconsciously.

"If Mr. Li can see it, things will be easy!" He Guangyao thought to himself.

When we arrived at the grove, the sound of the piano came to an end, like running water getting deeper and deeper, moistening everything silently like filaments, whispering like swallows, whispering like crickets, and then merged into a vortex, swimming farther and farther, until occasionally I heard a trace of beauty melody.

"Uncle He, how do we get in?" Chen Yaru said.

"It's dangerous to break into the formation, let's call it a try!" He Guangyao said.

"Uncle He, come and shout!" Chen Yaru said.

"Okay, Mr. Li, I'm He Guangyao, I owe you a jade ruler for the last competition, and I specially sent it to you!"

He Guangyao clasped his hands together as a loudspeaker and shouted into the grove.

"Go!", Li Changqing vaguely heard He Guangyao's voice, made a gesture to Huan Huanxi, and immediately rushed to the grove.

When Huanhuanxi and Li Changqing wandered around the grove, they left their bodily fluids in every place. Smelling their own smell, they quickly ran to the entrance of the grove, and uttered 'chichi' at Chen Yaru and He Guangyao sound.

"Hey, the two fluffy weasels look so cute!" Chen Yaru said happily while looking at them.

"Looking at their smooth and shiny fur, their eyes are very spiritual, they may be Mr. Li's pets!" He Guangyao said.

"Uncle He, are you saying that Mr. Li sent these two weasels to pick us up?" Chen Yaru said in surprise.

"Well, it's very possible!" He Guangyao said.

"That's right, you won't find it strange what happens to Mr. Li, so let's follow them!" Chen Yaru said.

He Guangyao and Chen Yaru followed closely behind Huanhuanxi, and finally appeared outside the cabin. They saw Li Changqing in white clothes sitting cross-legged in the bamboo grove, with an exquisite guqin in front of him. Huanhuanxi rushed to sit beside Li Changqing with.

Chen Yaru looked at the crude environment of the small wooden house, and finally settled on Li Changqing, feeling as if she had passed away.

"Mr. Li, this jade ruler is a relic of Wang Lutan, a famous Fengshui master in the Qing Dynasty. If it falls into my hands, it will be like a pearl covered in dust. It just happens to be transferred to you!"

He Guangyao presented a jade ruler like suet with various scales engraved on it.

Jade rulers are generally used to measure mountain orientation, three-dimensional coordinates, landscape vision, ecological environment, topography and other factors related to feng shui, such as ups and downs, high and low, good and bad, ups and downs. Wang Lutan was a famous feng shui master in the Qing Dynasty. He used The jade ruler is naturally very precious.

"You didn't just come here to give me a jade ruler!" Li Changqing said indifferently.

　Thank you for your rewards~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)