Origin - Chapter 659

[Chapter 624 A fire in winter]

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan’s eyes were full of curiosity rather than disgust, Jiang Tao felt relieved, and he bent over and raised his hand to invite Wu Zhongyuan into the side hall.

While waiting for the musicians and singers to come, Jiang Tao took the opportunity to rush around Wu Zhongyuan to plead guilty. The reason he pleaded guilty was that Jiang Zheng died not long ago. It stands to reason that he should not sing and dance at this time. The unfilial son who passed over the etiquette, pleaded guilty and worried that Wu Zhongyuan would be buried, as if Wu Zhongyuan himself did not pay much attention to the etiquette.

This scale is difficult to grasp, and it is also very difficult to express, but Jiang Tao is very good at this. He speaks skillfully and tactfully, humbly and respectfully. A measured person will never take a leader as a friend, a leader is a leader, even if No matter how good you are to yourself, others are also leaders.

In modern terms, the material foundation determines the superstructure. If the material civilization is not good, there is no energy to develop spiritual civilization. At this time, people’s life is very difficult, there are almost no entertainment activities, and singing and dancing are all luxury goods. Wu Zhongyuan will be curious.

There are many musical instruments in the side hall. Wu Zhongyuan turned his head and looked around, and found that the chimes and drums were the most common. In addition, there were pipa, erhu, flute, qinse, xunsheng, and there were not many varieties.

As for why in modern archaeology, only metal musical instruments such as chimes have been unearthed, it is because the materials used in other musical instruments will gradually decay over time and cannot be preserved in modern times.

After coming back for so long, Wu Zhongyuan seldom heard music except for the sound of Donghai Xinyuehu’s violin, so he couldn’t help but feel curious. Not long after, the musicians came and knelt down and saluted Wu Zhongyuan and Jiang Tao, wishing them a long life and a thousand years.

Although Wu Zhongyuan became emperor, he never claimed to be long live. Now he suddenly hears others wishing for a long life and a thousand years. With a round face and small eyes, she is really a bit of a bastard.

Jiang Tao didn’t know why Wu Zhongyuan suddenly turned his head to look at him and hurriedly raised a glass to invite a drink. Wu Zhongyuan responded with a smile.

There are more than ten musicians. The musicians come first, and the actors come later. There are more than 20 people. After the actors arrive, the etiquette is more humble. You must know that the status of the musicians is very high at this time, almost the same class as the warriors. The spring and white snow above the court.

The status of singing and dancing actors is very low, equivalent to the lower Liba people on the streets.

This is exactly the opposite of modern times. In modern times, singers and actors have a high status and are praised to the sky, while the status of artists engaged in art is rarely known.

The two sat down, Jiang Tao raised his hand slightly, and the performance began. It was pure music. The actors stood on both sides of the stage and did not end.

The chimes belong to the main instrument, so ring the bell first. Wu Zhongyuan can’t understand the rhythm, and he can’t tell which Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu is. He just feels that the musicians are playing too slowly, but he

doesn’t hear any beauty and melodiousness, just a bland and tasteless person.

In fact, a slow rhythm is not bad. There are also songs with a slow rhythm, but he really can’t enjoy the rhythm of these musicians’ percussion this time. Once the hammer hits, the aftermath will not completely disappear, and he will never continue to beat down, less than five minutes. Knocked him to sleep.

The musicians played solemnly from below, and Wu Zhongyuan heard it groggy from above. What kind of music is this, this is clearly a lullaby.

Just when I was bored and inactive, the style of music finally changed, and a new instrument, the erhu, was added.

The erhu has a very simple structure, but it is very difficult to control. It can be played with passion, or with grief and sorrow. This time the musicians take the latter path, slow to death, humming, squeaking and twisting. Twisted, it’s like sending a funeral to a funeral, it made Wu Zhongyuan want to go down and beat people.

On the other hand, Jiang Tao has an intoxicated look. Culture and art are interlinked. After all, he did not grow up in ancient times. I really don’t understand people’s preferences for culture and art at this time.

He listened patiently, and soon Wu Zhongyuan found the pattern. At this time, the music was gradually adding instruments, and then the flute was added. The sound of the flute is still relatively melodious, but if it is played too slowly, it will not sound good. Pull the tune.

Most of the musicians are men, and there are very few women. The musicians have a solemn expression when they play, and they seem to be very devoted, but he just can’t enjoy such a slow rhythm. It can be described in detail how slow it is. The song is called the love of a lifetime, and the rhythm is slow enough, and the rhythm played by these musicians is three times slower than the love of a lifetime. Using multiples to describe it is not accurate.

When the guqin was added in, the actor started dancing. In the early stage, it was a solo dance. The dancer was a young woman in her twenties. She tries her best to express the beauty of a woman’s body. Although she occasionally flips her sleeves, she still gives the impression of being squeamish. There is more squeamishness and hypocrisy, and less enthusiasm, enthusiasm and passion. Nice, boring.

The first actor to dance is the leader of these actors. In modern words, the lead dancer. This woman can sing while dancing. The general meaning of the lyrics is the thoughts and concerns of a left-behind woman who goes out to fight her lover, lover. This word is a derogatory word in modern times, but in the whole feudal society it is a positive word, referring to two people who truly love each other.

There are more and more types of musical instruments, and the number of actors who participate in dancing and singing is also increasing. In the end, it looks like a large-scale musical dance, no, it is more like a funeral procession, whistling, beating, crying, and leading the dancers. The action of raising his arms and waving his sleeves is very similar to throwing paper money into the sky during a funeral.

As the saying goes, you can’t tell the difference between good and bad without comparison. Compared with these actors who twist their waists and send their hips and murmur, he prefers Jiang Nan’s sharp screams when facing the enemy. It is more real, wild, and more. charming.

Jiang Tao misunderstood Wu Zhongyuan’s looking around, he just regarded him as a self-respecting person, and was embarrassed to look directly at him, but he actually wanted to give him these musicians and actors. In fact, this was Jiang Tao’s real motive for inviting him to watch the song and dance.

Wu Zhongyuan was not tired of Jiang Tao’s behavior. It was normal for his subordinates to please their superiors. Although he didn’t like a jester like He Shen, he didn’t like a loyal minister like Ji Xiaolan. The emperor was already tired and upset. If a courtier talks about unpleasant disobedience all day long, wouldn’t it be even more annoying, and it’s also a blessing that Qianlong was a Taiping Emperor. If it were replaced by a stressful emperor in troubled times, he would have already sent that guy to the frontier.

Wu Zhongyuan declined Jiang Tao’s gift, and Jiang Tao also found that he didn’t seem to be very interested in beautiful singing and dancing. After the song was over, he said to the foreman, “Change to a more cheerful song.”

Wu Zhongyuan wanted to say something to stop him.

, thinking that there was still half an hour before lunch, he didn’t speak, and let the musician play again.

Hearing that the musician was ringing the bell again, Wu Zhongyuan sighed helplessly, but before he could finish his sigh, the flute was added, and then the sheng. There was no yong at that time, only sheng.

Then came the drums. The sound of the drums was relatively low. As soon as the drums were added, the rhythm was no longer a rhythm. It began to lean towards the blood. Found the feeling.

While finding the feeling, Wu Zhongyuan suddenly frowned.

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan frowning, Jiang Tao just thought he didn’t like the song and was about to raise his hand to interrupt, but Wu Zhongyuan raised his hand earlier than him and said, “Don’t interrupt, continue.”

Jiang Tao didn’t know why, and looked at him suspiciously.

Wu Zhongyuan didn’t say anything to explain. The reason why he frowned was because the music played by the musician felt a little familiar to him. Although he couldn’t remember what it was for a while, one thing was certain, that was the music of this song. The rhythm does not belong to the ancient times, but a modern song.

After listening for a while, but unable to recall, Wu Zhongyuan turned his head to look at Jiang Tao, “Stop the chimes, and the other instruments continue.”

Jiang Tao relayed the order, the chimes stopped, and the rhythm became clearer. This piece belongs to the relatively fast rhythm. Class, but not very fast, should be a modern pop music.

Since the musical instruments used to play the tunes are quite different from modern musical instruments, Wu Zhongyuan felt that the music was very familiar, but he could not recall what the tune was.

At this moment, the lead dancer began to bring people into the dance. This time, the dance style has changed greatly, the movements are accelerated, and the rhythm is relatively strong. It is completely different from the previous relaxation. Although it is not as enthusiastic as modern dance, it is also like fighting The battlefield is very powerful. When I shrugged and turned around, there was a faint shadow of Western dance, but it was not as shocking as Cha Cha dance.

Jiang Tao had already noticed Wu Zhongyuan’s expression was different, but he didn’t know why his expression was so solemn. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com was watching nervously. Wu Zhongyuan raised his hand and said, “The tune is quickened.”

“One beat faster.” Jiang Tao shouted to the musician order.

When the musician heard the sound, he hurriedly accelerated the rhythm. In order to keep up with the rhythm, the actor had to speed up the dance.

Wu Zhongyuan listened to the tune quietly, and suddenly remembered what kind of tune it was. It was a very old song called a fire in winter, but the original singer of this song was not Fei Xiang or Gao Lingfeng. The tune came from the West, and the original singers were several foreign women.

Looking at the actor’s dance, it clearly has Western characteristics. Although it is still soothing, it is obviously not a Middle-earth style.

“Your Highness?” Jiang Tao looked at each other suspiciously.

Wu Zhongyuan turned his head and glanced at Jiang Tao, and then said in a deep voice, “Stop.”

Hearing Wu Zhongyuan’s words, Jiang Tao hurriedly got up and ordered, the musicians stopped playing, and the actors returned to both sides in a panic.

Wu Zhongyuan also stood up, frowning and looking around the audience, “Who taught you this song and dance…”

[End of this Chapter]