Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 807

Seeing Xue Yunyan doing this by himself, Qin Su felt a little proud.

Look, this is the prestige of Her Royal Highness, if it was in the previous life, Xue Yunyan would not even look at her more.

At that moment, she didn't know that when all the young ladies in Xue's mansion were learning the piano, their elder brothers did the same.

At this moment, Xue Yunyan obviously regarded Qin Su as a little lady with missing teeth.Although this little lady is a bit of a headache, but good or bad, he can't ignore it, can't he?

After arranging everything properly, Xue Yunyan just sat down on the brocade mat by the window, and said to Qin Su: "Your Highness, you can play the piano now."

Qin Su nodded with a smile, and saw that Ali was still standing by, so she said with a smile: "Go and watch by the door, and the door will be open."

Ah Li took the order to go, and Qin Su sat up straighter, took out the silk and wiped his fingers, but hesitated for a while.

In her previous life, she often played the qin, but when she played the qin, she usually played some charming and romantic sounds to please people like Emperor Zhongyuan.But today's Qin Sugui is a princess, so she can't use the piano to please people like in her previous life.

And if she didn't play those songs, Qin Su really didn't know which one she should play for a while.

Slowly putting away the silk scarf, Qin Su looked down at Fuxiqin on the table, feeling that the icy strings were as white as snow, which was a bit glaring.

Unexpectedly, Huan Zicheng's face appeared in her mind.

Beside the dark pine forest, that ice-snow face is as handsome as a god, and she is dressed in scarlet clothes that are better than fire, blooming quietly in the night.

At that moment, a piece of simple and indifferent music suddenly surged into Qin Su's chest.

Almost subconsciously, she stretched out her hand to press the ice string, and the music like flowing water flowed slowly from her fingers, and a short poem came to mind, and she opened her lips and chanted:

There are weeds in Nanshan, lush and luxuriant;
Send you off to the south of the mountain, and part with you.

The grass grows wet socks, the wind blows without the horseshoes;
Ascending the heights and looking at each other, the white clouds east and west.

I don't know how far you are, and the moon is alone.

The simple and simple words and sentences do not see the gorgeous sentences, and the melody is sparse and even dull, which is as transparent and simple as a clear stream.

It's obviously an unremarkable piece of music, but it's so affectionate and unforgettable.

After quietly singing a short song, the sound of the piano also stopped, and Qin Su sat with her sleeves folded. For a moment, she couldn't distinguish the past life from the present life, and felt dazed and unrecognizable.

After a long time, Xue Yunyan's voice sounded: "Good lyrics, good song."

Only these four words, there is no other words to describe.

Even the most discerning luthier here can't help but call this piece the best, for no other reason than love.

There are some songs in this world that cannot be discussed purely in terms of technique or melody, such as this Qing song, which has the lingering rhyme of three hundred poems, which is much more sublime than the so-called elegant music known for its gorgeousness and emptiness. .

For a moment, there was silence in the piano room, and the two people in the seat did not speak, as if they were reminiscing the aftertaste of this short song.

After a while, Xue Yunyan asked again: "What song is this? It was unheard of before."

Qin Su was awakened by his words, and turned to look at him.

However, her eyes were still somewhat empty, as if she had looked through him and looked somewhere else.

Xue Yunyan waited for a while, but seeing that she still had a dazed expression on her face, she felt relieved after thinking about it for a while.

The fate of this Jinling princess is quite appropriate to the meaning of leaving people in this song.

She lost her mother when she was young, and lost her father when she was young, but in the end she realized that she was not a daughter of the Qin family at all. The feeling of wandering and helpless, presumably always lingered in her heart.

Her behavior at this moment is understandable.

"This song...is called "Nanshan"." Qin Su's voice sounded suddenly, still in a daze.

Xue Yunyan let out a "huh" and looked at Qin Su with some inquisitive eyes: "Is this... made by His Highness?"

Whether it is the repertoire of the predecessors or the creation of the present, there is no such song "Nanshan". Xue Yunyan dares to guarantee this.Therefore, apart from Qin Su's own doing, there is no other explanation.

Qin Su was startled when she heard the words, and then she came back to her senses completely, and couldn't help smiling bitterly: "Mrs. Xue Zhongcheng also thinks highly of me. I saw this song by chance in the book left by Xianci, and I suddenly felt it today, so here it is Played it."

At this point, she paused for a moment, and then said in a harsh voice: "It's a pity that the only copy that recorded this song was destroyed by that fire."

Xue Yunyan nodded and said nothing.

Qin Su's biological mother was also from a noble family, and Qin Su's Ziwei Doushu was learned from the books left by the Zhao family. Because of this reason, Qin Su's words are quite reasonable.

Seeing his normal expression, Qin Su secretly wiped off his sweat.

Just now she was absent-minded for a while, but she almost forgot that there was an extremely smart Xue Yunyan who was watching her all the time sitting beside her.

Fortunately, she took out Mrs. Zhao in time to prevaricate, otherwise she really didn't know how to deal with it.

Lian Yun's fire, she really put it too well.

Qin Su breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little apprehensive immediately.

The author of the song she accidentally talked about is actually the person of today.

Today, she didn't notice it for a while, but she put this song in front of the world in advance, and she didn't know if the original author of this song would feel it.

Qin Su thought to herself, and that snow-like face appeared in her mind again.

This song "Nanshan" was written by Huan Zicheng.

In the 18th year of Zhongyuan in the previous life, a famous kabuki named Miyou appeared in Dadu.It is said that she has an elegant face, outstanding talent, and eloquence, and her talent is comparable to that of a talented woman.

At that time, Huan Zicheng was the famous "Bai Huan", and Mi You somehow approached him and asked him to present a song, so he wrote down the lyrics and music by hand, which can be regarded as a good song for a beautiful woman.

After getting this song, Mi You sang it as if she had found a treasure, and then the song was widely sung. It spread all over Dadu in a few days, and it became more and more popular in the following years. Almost all over the north and south of Dachen, even the shepherds far away in the frontier can hum a few words.

In her previous life, Qin Su learned this song in the country of Zhao. Because she deeply felt the true meaning of parting in this song, she often played the piano when she was alone to comfort her sorrow.Later, when she returned to Chen State, the Huan clan had been wiped out, so Qin Su never dared to play this piece again, for fear of offending Emperor Zhongyuan.

Just now she was also fascinated by the thought for a moment, and unknowingly, she stroked the song.

Speaking of it, this can be regarded as her stealing Huan Zicheng's talent.

"With this song, His Highness can sit comfortably at this year's Qinglian Banquet." A calm voice rang out, bringing her back to her senses in an instant.

　The author of this poem has been writing this poem for a long time, trying to imitate the simple and sincere taste of Han Yuefu, but it is always a little bit different, so let’s make do with it.Thank you for your monthly tickets and rewards.Guess how many changes will be made tomorrow......

　　
　
(End of this chapter)