As the senior brother left sadly, a disciple wearing the monk's uniform of the Hidden Brocade Pavilion quietly left the crowd and ran all the way to the foot of Tiangu Peak, and then used the teleportation circle to reach the top of Tiangu Peak.
As soon as he arrived at the door of Qianshanxue's mansion, he was stopped by the servant at the door: "The young master is composing music, no one is allowed in."
The disciple said displeasedly: "I have something important to report to Senior Brother Qian Shanxue!"
The servant shook his head and said: "When the young master is composing music, even if the sky falls, you can't go in and disturb him."
The disciple said angrily: "Can you bear the responsibility for delaying things?"
As the so-called ninth-rank official in front of the prime minister, the servants under the Qianshan Snow Gate were not afraid of this monk at all. He looked at the disciple in front of him with a half-smile, and said: "Oh? Then you can afford to disturb the young master. Is it the anger of the composer? The last time he disturbed the young master’s composer, now the plum blossoms are blooming in the twelfth lunar month and they have turned into mud!"
Qian Shanxue himself is a "celebrity" who is famous all over the world. He is proficient in poetry, poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
And his own servants are all proficient in music and well-spoken.
This disciple suddenly became angry when he heard what he said, but he really didn't dare to go in and make trouble. Everyone knew Qian Shanxue's temperament. Xue Man, his servant who once served under his sect, suddenly disappeared. The reason was privately known to everyone. , the smell is all creepy.
Now that he has just come out from behind closed doors, who dares to touch his bad luck
This disciple didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he had to wait at the door obediently.
At this time, Qian Shanxue was frowning and crooning to a piece of music called "Partridge Sky" in his study room. This was his favorite work: The Breeze on the Pillow and the Dream in the Noon. Huaxu looks east to the long sea. The lakes and mountains seem to have their hands full, but the flowers and willows cannot see the disease. Three paths are there, one branch is safe. The small room has enough width for the knees. The deer fur sits alone in the snow of thousands of mountains, enduring the old age of the green pines.
He was writing and preparing to revise the piece, but suddenly he heard a tinkling sound coming from inside. It was a pipa song "Thousand-Year Pine". Qianshanxue was stunned for a moment, first furious, feeling that his thoughts Everyone was disturbed, but randomly he was stunned for a moment, and made a sound, with a strange expression on his face.
Because the pipa music sounded... different from what he had heard before.
Qian Shanxue put down her pen and followed the sound, but she heard the sound of large beads falling onto jade plates from a wing room a dozen or so houses next door.
Pipa, as the name suggests, is made up of four kings, which means the king of musical instruments. When a master plays it passionately, the sound can break through the clouds and crack stones, and when it is low, it sounds like whispering.
But what surprised Qian Shanxue was that the sound of this pipa was thicker, fuller and deeper than before.
In the past, the sound of the pipa was passionate and sharp, like a Beijing Opera star, high and loud, but now the sound of the pipa is rich and full, like an old student, calm and exciting.
The more Qian Shanxue listened, the more excited he became, and the more he listened, the more his eyes shone. He couldn't help walking to the door and taking a look inside. He saw a maid holding a pipa that was larger than the ordinary pipa and playing. This pipa It is no different from an ordinary pipa, the only difference is that it is slightly larger and has an extra string.
Qian Shanxue himself is both a master of musical instruments and a master of music theory. When he saw this change, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and praised: "Good! Good, good, good!!"
The hand of the maid who was playing the music shook violently, and she was so frightened that she immediately knelt down subconsciously and said with a trembling voice: "This slave disturbs the young master and deserves death!"
Qian Shanxue pushed the door open with a smile, came straight to her, took the pipa from her arms, played it gently, and said: "It's really like piercing the screen window and clearing the clouds to see the sun! Why didn't I think of adding one more A string?"
In the past, the pipa was sharp and high-pitched, but after adding a string, there was an extra bass, making the whole performance sound full and rich.
This maid was very beautiful. When she heard Qian Shanxue's praise, she became a little bolder, but she was still trembling slightly. She didn't dare to answer, for fear that she would be punished if she said something carelessly.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Qian Shanxue didn't take it seriously. He played it a little and said, "Your string is not accurate, and there are some problems with the tuning." As he said that, he tuned the strings himself and readjusted the five strings. According to the tuning tune of the string, lower the tuning of the entire five strings by four degrees, then pluck with the five fingers, and start playing the pipa on its own.
Listening again at this time, the playing of the five-string pipa is completely different from that of the four-string pipa. The treble part is still bright and high-pitched, like a female voice, but the low part has become steady and thick, like a male voice. When played, the high and low parts are combined, melodious and melodious, like Duet.
The maid bravely raised her head and took a look, only to see Qian Shanxue holding the pipa in his arms and playing "Partridge Sky". At first, he was a little uncomfortable because there was an extra string on the string, but after half the music, He has mastered it. Not only is he proficient in playing, but he has also begun to create a new method of playing. In the middle of the song, he began to skip and play the passionate "General's Banquet". He pressed the strings with one hand, strummed with two fingers with the other hand and Hitting and tapping on the body of the piano is like being accompanied by a snare drum, and the entire performance becomes three-dimensional and rich.
The maid's red lips were slightly open, and she was stunned. She felt both fear and admiration in her heart.
What's awe-inspiring is that she doesn't know how Qian Shanxue will punish her later, but what's admirable is...even though she knows that Qian Shanxue is one of the few musicians in the world. He not only creates his own poems, lyrics, and tunes, but can also master any musical instrument by analogy.
However, when she saw the scene in front of her, she was still deeply shocked and fascinated by Qian Shanxue's peerless talent: in such a short period of time, he was not only able to master the playing skills of the five-string pipa skillfully, but he could also see it at a glance. The secret of the five-string pipa is that you can even tune it accurately, as if you have been playing the five-string pipa for a lifetime!
You know, this is a five-string pipa that she "played" on a whim. It just came out today, and Qianshanxue immediately understood it, and she was able to create new playing methods while playing it!
The man in front of me, when he is not showing off his murderous devilish face, his talent and brilliance are truly unparalleled in the world!
When Qianshan Snow played back to "Partridge Sky", and when it reached the end of "The deer fur sits alone in the Qianshan Snow, and the green pines grow old", the tune was low and mournful, with indescribable sadness, as if she could I saw a lonely and aloof figure sitting under the green pine trees on the top of the mountain, alone and alone.
When the last note came to an end, the maid was so excited that she subconsciously stood up and clapped vigorously. At this time, there was a burst of applause and praise outside the door, but the maids who heard the sound couldn't help but high-five and praise.
At this moment, in their eyes, Qian Shanxue was not the terrifying murderer, but an unparalleled and talented young master.
After Qian Shanxue finished playing, he was not pleased by the adoring looks of these maids, because he had long been accustomed to it. He handed the five-stringed pipa in his hand to the maid, then glanced around the maids outside the room and said : "Are you all so free? How's the schedule for "General's Banquet" going?"
These maids immediately shuddered, and after bowing one after another, they fled in all directions as if running for their lives.
Qian Shanxue then turned his head, looked at the maid beside him, and said, "Mingzhu, how did you come up with the idea of adding an extra string?"
The maid named Mingzhu lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly at Qian Shanxue, and said softly: "Reporting to the young master, I just thought that the sound quality of this pipa is more than high-pitched, but not deep enough, so..."
Qian Shanxue nodded and praised: "Well done, well done! Adding this string is enough to leave a name for eternity!"
Mingzhu tightened her hands slightly and said immediately: "I am willing to dedicate this five-stringed harp to the young master!"
Qian Shanxue immediately understood this sentence: she was not presenting the qin, she was giving herself the opportunity and reputation of creating the wuxianqin that would remain famous throughout the ages.
Qian Shanxue sneered: "Humph, are you afraid that I will take away your good name?"
Qian Shanxue was so proud and aloof that she didn't even bother to seek the reputation of creating the pearl.
But Mingzhu still whispered: "I belong to the young master, so everything about me belongs to the young master."
Qian Shanxue pinched Mingzhu's face, stared at her tightly, and said coldly: "Do I, Qian Shanxue, need this mere five-stringed harp to stay famous throughout the ages?"
After saying that, he stared at Mingzhu coldly with disdain and contempt.
Mingzhu had seen Qian Shanxue's countless cruel moments, but at this moment, her heart was pounding, and she was suddenly impressed by Qian Shanxue's domineering and aloofness at this moment.
At this moment, a low voice rang outside: "Young Master... there is someone outside the door asking to see you."
Qian Shanxue didn't even look at it, so he yelled: "No!"
The attendant outside the door whispered again: "I am a disciple of Zangjin Pavilion. I have something important to tell you about the assessment of fighting skills."
Qian Shanxue said disdainfully: "Let him go! The test of fighting skills is nothing more than an ant show, how can it be as beautiful as the music!"
The attendant outside the door said helplessly: "But this disciple said that he must meet the young master."
Qian Shanxue snorted coldly: "Then let him wait!"
The attendant outside the door reluctantly agreed and left. When Qian Shanxue looked at Mingzhu again, his eyes became softer and said: "You play a song with a five-string pipa, and I will play with you with other instruments. Let's see what the effect is. . If it’s still good, then the future ensembles will be even better.”
Mingzhu stared blankly at Qian Shanxue, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether the young master in front of her was a murderous demon king or an unparalleled young master.