Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 78
[Chapter 78 This Wave…]
As the head of the brothel, Liu Jingzhuang, who has left a long story for Linglonglou, seems to be the owner of Linglonglou. From the moment you step into Linglong Building, you will receive the highest standard of reception. But all the famous girls apologized to the guests and came to salute in front of Liu Jingzhuang. If Liu Jingzhuang told them to stay for a while, they would naturally not go back. If Liu Jingzhuang didn’t say anything, they could only leave a brocade handkerchief and leave sadly.
According to the rules of the brothel, if you find the young man in the brothel and say that you want to return the brocade handkerchief, it means that the two of you will start giving and receiving privately.
The worldly mind is just between one gift and one return.
But the strange thing is, those guests didn’t care, and also bowed towards Liu Jingzhuang to signal.
“Meet the Ci Sheng!”
“Meet Liu Daru!”
“Meet Mr. Liu Qi !” “Meet
Brother Liu!”
Greetings to Liu Jingzhuang are various.
This is no brothel shopping, it feels like an inspection!
Brothel Confucianism, so terrifying!
Chen Luo was obviously handsome, but at this moment he was completely covered by Liu Jingzhuang’s light, following behind him, completely unobtrusive.
…
“It’s broken, my father is here!”
Liu Mengrui, who was leaning against the window on the second floor and eating pastry, choked and hurried into the room. Cheng Diefei, who was making sweet wine, was startled, shook his hands, and poured more koji, and instantly the whole room was filled with the aroma of wine.
“What should I do? Are you here to arrest us?” Cheng Diefei looked terrified.
Liu Mengrui patted her chest, swallowed the cake she was choking on, and then waved her hand: “No, he came to play by himself. Let’s not go near the window, and slip out through the back door after listening to the music. Don’t worry, you’ll be fine.”
Cheng Diefei looked at Liu Mengrui nervously, but there was no other way, he could only nod his head, and he was not in the mood to continue making sweet wine, so he could only take out the “Da Xuan Min Bao” he carried with him from his sleeve, and read it again stand up.
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“Liu Cisheng, Liu Cisheng…” The maid led Liu Jingzhuang and Chen Luo into the private room on the second floor, and a madam in gold and silver hurried over, “Liu Cisheng, help me!”
Seeing the madam, Liu Jingzhuang was about to introduce Chen Luo for her, but when he heard the words of “help” from the mother-in-law, he frowned slightly: “Miss Han San, what is so serious?” After saying that, he said to Chen Luo, “My dear brother, this is The proprietor of Linglong Tower, Mrs. Han San. Sanniang, this is my younger brother Chen.”
Han Sanniang glanced at Chen Luo, saw that he was a young man in his twenties, and thought he was a son of a prince, so he blessed him casually. Then he said to Liu Jingzhuang: “Hey, speaking of it, today is a day of great joy for my Linglonglou. A few days ago, everyone Luo’s new work “Flying Bird Song” was completed, and my Linglonglou won the bid in the auction of all brothels in Zhongjing. Everyone, come to my Linglong Tower to sing for the first time…”
“You godmother!” Liu Jingzhuang pointed at Han Sanniang and scolded with a smile, “You didn’t even tell me about such a good thing!”
Immediately, Liu Jingzhuang turned his head and explained to Chen Luo: ” This Luo family, named Luo Hongnu, was born of an affair between a musician and a qin master in the palace. He was born with a sense of music, his voice was like a yellow warbler, his dance was like a flying swallow, and he was proficient in playing and singing. “Entered Confucianism with music, and now it has only been ten years, and it has become a master of music, so it is called Master Luo.”
Chen Luo’s heart moved: “Genius music girl?”
In the previous life, Chen Luo’s grandmother was an actress of the county Kunqu Opera Troupe, and It is still the most popular Tsing Yi Zhengdan. So for those who can sing, Chen Luo feels kindness for no reason.
“Oh, my ci sage…” Han Sanniang saw Liu Jingzhuang and Chen Luo chatting enthusiastically, and interrupted Liu Jingzhuang half coquettishly and half angrily, “Listen to the old lady.”
“Okay, okay!” Liu Jingzhuang He has never had any airs of great Confucianism, so he nodded quickly, “This is obviously a good thing, why should I save my life? Tell me…”
Han Sanniang sighed heavily: “People from Fuci Society are here too…”
Liu Jingzhuang was taken aback when he heard this, and then he helped his forehead helplessly: “This is going to be difficult.”
Han Sanniang showed a begging look on his face: “Your old man is a master in the ci world, with high morals and high prestige. If there is any disagreement later, I hope you can make a difference. If everyone in Luo really has a problem with the first singing this time, my reputation in Linglong Building will be blown by the wind.” Ye—it’s all clean!”
“This… old man, let’s do our best.” Liu Jingzhuang smiled wryly.
Seeing this, Han Sanniang knew that this was the limit of Liu Jingzhuang’s promise, so she gave another blessing and thanked her again and again, and then she slowly exited the private room.
At this time, Chen Luocai asked suspiciously, “Brother Liu, what kind of organization is the Fuci Society? Why do you and Mrs. Han San look like you are facing an enemy?”
Liu Jingzhuang poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip. Then he sighed: “It’s a long story…”
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“Brother Qian, Luo Ni’s new work “Flying Bird Song” today, we must refute it, and I hope Brother Qian will not pity you by then!
” Is Erkang the kind of impatient person? Even if Luo Hongnu is stunning, how can I, Qian, be merciful in the face of the great debate between lyrics and music?
” In ancient times, we worshiped poetry and respected words, which is the right way. Rural folk songs, how can they be worthy of being in the elegant hall! Luo Ni must be taken down!”
“Okay, after today’s World War I, Linglong Tower can no longer stay. We wait You can go to Chuan Shang upstairs, once the expenses are met, I, Zhao
Yougan, will pay for it!” “Brother Zhao Wen is so proud, come and drink this cup full!”
…
in the private room on the second floor.
“The difference between lyrics and music?” Chen Luo was puzzled.
Liu Jingzhuang nodded and explained: “My dear brother, listen to me in detail. The style of poetry in the previous dynasty was at its peak, and in this dynasty, the style of Ci has risen again. The so-called Ci is a different form of poetry, also known as Quci. There are Cipai in Ci, but the tone of Ci. For the title, different Cipai have regulations on the total number of sentences, the number of sentences, the number of words in each sentence, and the level, and the Cipai must be combined.”
“So, writing lyrics is also called writing lyrics according to rhyme!”
“However, the song is different, although the song also has Qupai, but you can use lining words. Cipai determines the number of words in each sentence, but Qupai can add or subtract words at will according to the author’s wishes, no doubt a lot of freedom.”
“Secondly, the rhymes of words and songs are different. Both words are not acceptable.”
“Finally, most of the words use elegant words, while the songs can be used in common language. For example, you and me, this room, that room…”
“Because both are singing songs, so there are lyrics and songs in the literary world. The debate is actually a dispute between elegance and vulgarity.”
“The Fu Ci Society is a staunch supporter of elegant Ci and regards vulgar music as heresy. That’s why Mrs. Han San has such a headache.”
“Can’t we just drive them away?” Chen Luo asked road. Liu
Jingzhuang shook his head slightly: “This is a dispute in the literary world, why do you want to use violence? Isn’t it just to tell the truth!
”
Dazed for a moment, he smiled lightly and said, “If it was twenty years ago, I would have been the backbone of the Fuci Club. But today, I am more inclined towards music.”
“After all, words can express emotions and describe scenes, but they cannot remember things All three are acceptable.”
“The tone of the words should be sad rather than joyful, and the tune should not be harmonious, but the music can be both.”
“In the final analysis, the lyrics and music are not feuds, but brothers. Not in line with the old man’s wishes.”
Chen Luo nodded slightly, hearing what Liu Jingzhuang said, it was similar to Song Ci and Yuan Opera.
But the distinction between lyrics and music is equal to the dispute between elegance and vulgarity?
Who says music is not elegant!
“Withered vines, old trees, dark crows, small bridges and flowing water…” A song of autumn thoughts is written all over the world!
“The peaks and mountains are gathered together, the waves are like angry waves, and the Tongguan Road inside and outside the mountains and rivers…” This song is full of nostalgia and deep meaning.
and many more!
Chen Luo was shocked. In this world, all the songs seemed to be still in the stage of vulgar songs.
There are very few Sanqus with real artistic achievements.
“This wave…”
Chen Luo was thinking about something that was going on, the drums were beating lightly outside the private room, and Luo Hongnu was about to appear…
This chapter is a bit laborious to write, and maybe it’s a bit boring to read.
But it has meaning, and I hope everyone can accept it.
Occasionally so, this book is still cool.
Finally, the music other than poetry was drawn out.
I will continue to work hard, everyone continue to vote for me (ω)
Monthly tickets, recommendations, ham sausages…
The people in front of you have voted and let the next one vote…
(End of this chapter)
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