Royal Master Painter

Chapter 166
The enjoyment of the flower boats lasted until late at night, but Jiang Li didn't wait that long, and returned to Mahuang Lane early to prepare the food and wine.

After listening to Yuefu's performance, I saw Yuefu's methods. Although feasting for people's pleasure has no killing intent, it can mobilize people's seven emotions. It is an extremely dangerous thing for a practitioner to be controlled by others.

Everyone has a music dream, and Huachuan and his party also aroused Jiang Li's desire for music. At the moment when the moon was shining brightly, Jiang Li thought of a suitable song for the occasion.

Jiang Li cleared his throat, and then began to sing. He was born with tone deafness, and usually hummed a little song behind his back. Fortunately, no one simply let go of singing now.

"When will the bright moon come, and ask the blue sky for wine? I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is it. I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold on the heights. Dance to find out the shadows, why is it like being in the world"

Jiang Greed was lying on the chair, shaking his legs and fingers on the table to beat the rhythm. When he opened his eyes, he didn't know when Li Youlang, Song Yu and Su Kou had already stood in front of him.

"No matter how you walk, there is no sound at all." Jiang Li felt a little embarrassed when he was seen singing by himself.

"It's because you sang too intoxicated," Su Kou said.

"This word is too beautiful, it comes out of your mouth..."

Li Youlang looked at Jiang Greed's self-amusement, with undisguised contempt in his eyes, which could no longer be described by simple five-tone insufficiency.

"I beg you not to sing in the future, your existence is an insult to our musicians"

"We are biological friends, it's a bit too hurtful for you to say this."

"I'm sorry, our friendship is friendship, and our profession is professional, but we have known each other since we were naked, why didn't I know you have such a talent?"

Li Youlang's tone was full of surprise. There are many songs in the Yuefu's secret collection, but there are few songs that can surpass this one regardless of the lyrics and music.

"There are a lot of things you don't know. You saw it on the flower boat just now. The person talking to me is Zhou Mengde, the most rigid gentleman in Fuyuan. He begged me to write ten or eight inscriptions praising swords for him.

Don't say I'm just out of breath, even if I'm a cripple, I'm still amazing and talented," Jiang Greed said complacently.

"Don't be smug, write down what you just sang for me"

Reluctantly, Jiang Greed was forced by Li Youlang to write this ancient poem, Su Shi's water melody!
Li Youlang's eyes were filled with amazement. Needless to say, the lyrics of this poem are extraordinary and free from vulgarity, with the beauty of being independent from the world, and the realm is lonely and distant. In the ups and downs of the ups and downs, profound philosophies are integrated.

If you don't consider Jiang Li's broken voice, this tune is so tender and the lyrics are amazing, it can be called a rare masterpiece.

"One of the reasons why Yuefu and Wenfu are closely related is that the scribes of Wenfu are often invited to write lyrics for Yuefu's songs, or the musicians will compose music for the lyrics of the scribes. We are brothers, and I will use one of your songs. Do you have an opinion?"

Both the lyrics and the melody of this song amazed him. No one would have thought that a song that is very likely to last forever, came from a hand with a broken voice.

"What is this, I give it to you, I have so many songs like this"

Originally, Jiang Li was going to invite them to dinner and get in touch with each other, but the middle of the night passed, and Jiang Li and Li Youlang recited the lyrics and were in charge of the divertimento.

"If you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love it, and you will hurt lovesickness. The body is like a cloud, the heart is like flying catkins, and the breath is like a gossamer. There is a lingering fragrance in the sky. What do you want to look forward to? When the syndrome comes, it is exactly when ? When the lights are half dim, when the moon is half bright."

"Leaving the green water and green mountains, I came to the bamboo fence hut early. Wild flowers bloom by the roadside, and the village wine trough is squeezed. I don't answer when I eat straight. The mountain boy doesn't persuade us when I'm drunk, and the white hair is full of yellow flowers. "

If at first he just thought that Jiang Greed created the lyrics and music by accident, then now that the famous poems through the ages are easily recited from his mouth, there is only shock and a blank in his mind.

Some lyrics and music are like "Dongfeng Yefang Huaqianshu" with pearls, and some are all colloquial without uncommon words. No matter which one is, both are vivid. No matter which one is spread to the music-loving Guangling, it will be very popular sought after.

Especially when "Linjiang Fairy" was sung from Jiang Li's mouth, Li Youlang's scalp felt numb. One was because Jiang Li's broken voice was really against the sense of beauty, and the other was that the open-minded lyrics and music could be called the swan song through the ages.

"The waters of the Yangtze River are rolling in the east, and the waves have washed away the heroes. The success or failure is empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. The white-haired fisherman is on the river Nagisa, and I used to watch the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. , all in a joke."

When it came to dry throat, Jiang Tan used wine to moisten his throat.

"I still have a big job, do you want to take it!" Jiang Lu asked again.

"you say"

"It's too monotonous to see your banquet in the painting building today. It's nothing more than one person playing music, several people singing and dancing, creating a world through the means of enlightened musicians, and concretizing the abstract content you want to express.

Have you ever thought that presenting a wonderful and moving story in the form of music, singing and dancing, and using the means of your Yuefu will definitely be more shocking?"

"I haven't heard of it, but I can try it." Li Youlang was also very interested.

"The title of the track is "Legend of the White Snake". The content is too long, and I can't explain it clearly for a while. Give me a few days and I will write it all down."

"Okay, when you finish writing, I'll write down the score."

Jiang Li was extremely looking forward to what the Legend of the White Snake would look like if it was performed by enlightened musicians. These powerful musicians could perfectly show the special effects of flooding Jinshan even without special effects. The enlightened musicians became angry, compared to In the film and television drama, the fight between Fa Hai and Qingbai Snake is even more intense.

I was so fascinated talking with Li Youlang that I forgot that there were two people beside me.

Song Yu just stared at Li Youlang fascinated, not feeling bored, only Su Kou was thrown aside, drinking and eating the meat sent by the burning pig yard.

"Don't worry about me, you continue," Su Kou didn't care.

"This is the charm of music, you ordinary people don't understand"

The three onlookers were completely overwhelmed by the Hundred Poems of Fighting Wine. They all seemed to have knocked on Jiang Li's brain to see what was inside.

The Wenfu has produced countless famous scholars and scholars for thousands of years, but it has never been heard of anyone who can produce so many famous works through the ages in such a short period of time.

Li Youlang flipped through it, and kept these extremely precious lyrics and music close to him.

Li Youlang already had his own ideas, and Jiang Li didn't want to go to Guangling, but if his lunatic master who took music as his life knew about these lyrics, Guan Jizhai would definitely come to Wenfu and Wei Changli to snatch them.

The sea of ​​​​jiang greed has been broken, and the one thing Li Youlang wants to do most is to let him go to Guangling, so that he can live his life according to his own wishes in the future with his own cover.

　Thanks for the support of only Luohuazhi, Kepler, Weimo, Qishi, Moke, Daodizhong practice, and a few brothers whose ID is a string of numbers. I leave a message every day to catch bugs and give away tickets. Thank you very much.

　　Although the grades of this book are not good, it will definitely not be a bad book. Otherwise, I would be too sorry for the support of the brothers. I hereby set a flag. Even if I am a eunuch, the book will not be a eunuch.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)