Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

According to the procedure of the performance, after each hall-clearer came on stage, he had to perform a dance first, and then began to sing.

The problem is that in the current situation, before the dance performance is over, Mrs. Zhang may have already left.She is the center of this banquet, and according to later generations, she has the final right of interpretation.

Everyone in the world is a follower of power, especially the people who came to Zhang's mansion tonight to please, naturally follow Mrs. Zhang's lead.

She likes your song, you are the number one tonight, and you are the new oiran.

Su Mu was standing next to the stage at this time, and when he saw the situation off the stage, he secretly yelled that something was wrong.

Looking back, Yun Qing was completely stunned, standing on the stage, looking a little at a loss.

Feeling anxious, he jumped onto the stage with a brisk stride, walked up to the old musician who was the leader, and shouted in a low voice: "Start directly with the lyrics, don't come here so many interludes, and don't dance."

This old musician played the huqin and was in charge of the melody in the band. No matter what tune he played, others would follow the main melody. He was the de facto conductor.

Hearing Su Mu's drink, the old musician nodded, and with a strong hand, there was a breathless high-pitched sound, infinitely high, straight to the sky beyond the clouds.

The sound was so loud that it pierced everyone's ears.

There was a sudden silence on the scene, and everyone turned around.

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help covering her ears: "It's so harsh!"

Zhang Heling was furious, and shouted: "What the hell...Mother, mother, are you okay?"

At this time, the treble finally stopped, and then there was a lingering piece of music.

Mrs. Zhang: "It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter, the voice is too high."

Zhang Houye was a filial son, and immediately pointed to the stage and shouted: "You bastard, you lowly actor, come here, come down!"

Amid the sound of the huqin with a long expression, Yun Qing on the stage opened her mouth and sang in a rich alto voice that is rarely seen among women: "Whoever puts the ice wheel in the sea and the sky is full, melancholy and divorced. Don't talk about divorce..."

People in this era mostly use the flute and the flute to sing songs and words. That is because people at that time often expressed lovesickness, nostalgia, and travel and other feelings.This point is most obvious in Tang poetry and Song Ci, the so-called "Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows", "Where can the jade man teach how to play Xiao".

But everyone did not expect to use huqin to express this kind of small love and ditty, but it is so strong, so thick, and so rich in meaning in the sad place.

Moreover, listening to the first two sentences, it turned out to be "Picking Mulberries".

Long Zai's song "Picking Mulberries" is now well-known in the capital, and it's interesting that this Yun Qing wants to choose the same ci card to compete in the ring.

Could it be that she has something to rely on, or that the word is written extremely well, and "Wanhualou" has strong self-confidence?

I don't know how Long Mingqing feels at this moment?

For a while, everyone quieted down with great interest, and looked back at Long Zai.

Over there, Zhang Heling was still yelling, and ordered his subordinates to pull Yun Qing and the others off stage and punish them severely.

Mrs. Zhang next to her suddenly yelled, "Stop!"

"mother……"

"My mother likes this word, you all be quiet, let me finish listening." Mrs. Zhang was originally a fanatic of music and words. When she was young, she knew Shu Dali, and she knew the meaning after only listening to a piece of Yun Qing's music. Powerful: "Don't talk about separation, good one, don't talk about separation, how to resolve it?"

Can't help but let out a sigh.

"Plucking Mulberries" was not long at all, and it was over in just a moment.

"Whoever puts the ice wheel in the sea and sky is full, I feel melancholy and divorced. Don't talk about divorce, but it's worth a good night and there will always be zero tears.

Only Bi Luo should meet again, that is this life.But in this life, when I first felt sad, I recalled Qing again. "

……

This song "Picking Mulberries" is one of the representative works of Nalan Rongruo, a poet of the Qing Dynasty, and it is also a masterpiece of Qing Ci.

Generally speaking, a word is divided into upper and lower parts.

The scene in the first film sets up the emotional atmosphere.

The next film is about love and eye-catching.

This song "Picking Mulberries" is no exception.

At the beginning, the poet put the background of the whole poem on a full moon night,

It's another good night with a full moon, but it's a pity that the moon is full and people can't be full. I miss you again, and there are bursts of pain in my heart.It's like this every time, good night and festival, but let me spend it alone, with tears streaming down my face again and again.I really want to see you again.

Vaguely, people seem to see the poet standing in the night, looking at the moon in the sky and sighing softly.The front of the chest is full of tears of lovesickness.

In the next film, this brewing emotion completely exploded.

Is it possible to meet each other only by going to the heaven where you live now?Is it this life?It's a pity that I don't have the chance to go to heaven in this life, and I'm bound in melancholy, and I miss you again and again.I miss you, miss you so much.

……

Suddenly, Mrs. Zhang remembered the first time she met her husband when she was young, and remembered the night when her husband left home because of his official career.

The people of the full moon are separated.

Divorce again.

Always divorced.

That is this life, that is your and my life!

……

Eyes blurred with tears.

On the stage, Yun Qing had already sung for the first time, and then danced gracefully and calmly.

The movements are not too big, just like an ignorant girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, full of spring sorrow, walking slowly in the back garden, until it melts in the bright moonlight, disappears with the wind, and exhausts her youth.

No one spoke, they were all immersed in the sublime artistic conception.

Aside from the touching little order just now, to be honest, Yun Qing's dance is very quiet, and the range of movements is extremely small, unlike Yanniang's exaggerated twisting and bending on the ground before, only slowly turning, waving long sleeves.

But just like this, it has a unique elegant beauty.

Yun Qing adopted a repetitive singing style. After all, there are only a few words in a song, and it needs to be sung twice.

So, the second singing began.

She was still singing and spinning on the stage, and her white long sleeves were flying like wings, faster and faster, faster and faster!

In the end, the sleeve actually carried the whistling sound of the wind, and Yun Qing seemed to be riding the wind away.

"Whoever puts the ice wheel in the sea and sky is full, I feel melancholy and divorced. Don't talk about divorce, but it's worth a good night and there will always be zero tears.

Only Bi Luo should meet again, that is this life.But in this life, when I first felt sad, I recalled Qing again. "

After the last line was sung, Yun Qing finally spun uncontrollably, and the whole person was lying on the stage with the ball of sleeves like clouds flying, tears gushing out like springs.

She is also completely out of shape, feeling that this stage is the whole world, and she is the master of this world.

All the other pieces of music have stopped, only the old musician's huqin is still playing faintly, the sound is getting lower and lower, and finally becomes inaudible.

……

The whole world was completely quiet.

The breeze blows, and the lights in the banquet flicker.

When I looked up, the sky was full of moonlight.