"Master, can you really point out the shortcomings of the music just now?"
Yazhi was a little worried, because she was also an expert in this field. As far as the music just now was concerned, no matter the lyrics, voice, piano skills, or emotions, there was nothing wrong with it.
Others had the same idea as Yazhi. Those who could be here had some appreciation, and they could not be deceived whether they were good or bad.
Miss Xian'er must be unhappy to let him speak, and she would humiliate him after he finished speaking.
At this point, everyone quieted down and wanted to hear what this "Xia Chunqiu" from the capital had to say.
The atmosphere was enough, Xia Shang left his seat, walked to the front of the stage, and said to the guqin on the stage: "Can I try the guqin?"
Try the guqin?
Is he going to play a song?
Does he think he can play better than Miss Xian'er?
This dog is too bold!
The girl beside him was also stunned, looked upstairs, and then nodded: "Young master, please do as you please."
Xia Shang walked to the piano, straightened his robe, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked very serious, then put his ear to the piano, plucked the strings with two fingers, moved casually, and several unrelated notes came out softly. Because the piano is of excellent quality, the sound is still beautiful.
"It is indeed a good material! The best of the best! It's a pity that it has lost its true nature when it meets the right person!"
"Hmph! It's just a trick, and I don't know what you mean."
"Everyone, this zither is made of zelkova wood as the base and paulownia wood as the top. It is a top-quality base material and is made with master craftsmanship. Therefore, the sound of the zither is light, loose, crisp, and smooth. It is extraordinary and beautiful, like the sound of spring water, and every sound is pleasant to the ear. Do you agree?"
"Hey! Who doesn't know this? Why don't you tell me what's wrong with Miss Xian'er's performance?"
"Although Miss Xian'er's performance is good, using this zither is indeed the biggest insult to the zither."
It is said that Miss Xian'er's playing insults the zither!
Ouyang Changhao was delighted and asked, "What do you mean?"
"The sound of the zither made of phoenix wood is crisp and clean, open and unrestrained, and it is the gentleman of the zither, with great ups and downs, and quick release and retraction. The music played by Miss Xian'er is sad and graceful, and the sound is connected, which is exactly the opposite of the sound of the phoenix zither. The reason why you are intoxicated by it is that Miss Xian'er has given the gentleman's voice a decadent state. It seems gentle and moving, but in fact the music does not express the meaning.
To play, you must choose the right zither, just like choosing the right bowl for eating, and ordering the right song. Choose the right person, and the right bait for fishing, and you can't be careless at all. One piece of wood, one string, one pluck, one sound, it seems to be a versatile combination, but it actually contains the soul of the piano. If you want to eliminate the complicated process in the middle and choose a piano that satisfies all the songs, that is the talk of people who don't understand music and piano sound.
The right piano and the right person are lifelong partners, and they are combined with each other. No matter when and where, they can play at will, without fear of the sound being dull or the intention being lost. Once the strings are plucked and the sound is made, a fairy music is naturally formed. "
After saying this, the sound of a needle falling in the field was heard.
"You...you...you are just saying one thing. Miss Xian'er didn't choose the right zither. Millions of singers in the world all sing with Wutong zithers. Does that mean that everyone in the world has chosen the wrong zither?"
Xia Shang stroked the zither and said with a bit of heartache: "This is the sadness of the zither. It should be the sound of 'the sound of the spring water, the sound of the big and small pearls falling on the jade plate', but it has been interpreted by the world into clichés, like a gentleman wearing heavy makeup, which is really a great shame! This zither really fulfills the saying 'I have acquaintances all over the world, but I have no close friends'!"
Wow!
After the speech, everyone got goose bumps!
What is talent?
He is full of knowledge while talking and laughing, and quotes classics when speaking!
The elegance and knowledge exuded from the inside out are much better than those who ponder over a topic.
Previously, no one could describe even one tenth of the sound of the zither, even if it was four, eight, or more than ten sentences.
Now, in the midst of a conversation, a sentence of "the sound of the zither is mixed and chaotic, and the big and small pearls fall on the jade plate" describes the sound of the zither to the fullest. Only this half of the poem can leave all the literati present far behind?
Not to mention the helpless sigh at the end of the sentence "I know people all over the world, but I don't have any close friends", which directly points to the sadness of the zither. Everyone in the world knows the zither, but no one really understands it! "I know people all over the world, but I don't have any close friends", how tragic! What kind of life experience can have such a precise and wonderful perception?
Although there are only two sentences, the sadness and helplessness of the zither in front of them are conveyed to everyone present!
Especially the rich businessman who had won the guqin earlier, walked to Xia Shang excitedly, held Xia Shang's hand tightly, and asked in a trembling voice: "Sir! This guqin is pathetic, and I am also very sad to get it. I don't know how to deal with it?"
Xia Shang thought without thinking: "Smash it!"
"Smash it?!"
"Since no one knows the value of it, why should it be left in the world to be humiliated?"
"It is worth 10,000 taels of silver..."
"A gentleman of the guqin will not bow his knees even if he is worth ten thousand gold, so what if he is torn to pieces!"
The rich businessman was shocked and said: "What if I am torn to pieces!"
After saying that, he raised the guqin and smashed it hard on the corner of the table, and the guqin shattered instantly.
What Xia Shang said could make a businessman like this, which shows how shocked he was.
The result is clear, there is no more substantial answer than the guqin breaking silently.
The words made the previous sound of the zither become dull, and everyone felt a little annoyed, because it was because of their listening to the sound of the zither that a good zither disappeared from the world.
Upstairs, the woman who was curious about Xia Shang before now clenched her fists, and the murderous intent was like a sword nailed to Xia Shang.
"Nonsense bastard! Damn Xia Chunqiu!"
With a low shout, the woman took a step forward and was about to rush out of the beaded curtain, and suddenly a low female voice came from behind: "Stop! The overall situation is more important."
Downstairs, because of Xia Shang's words, the atmosphere became much more dull. For some reason, the literati present felt that they saw themselves when they saw the shattered zither.
At this time, they suddenly realized that they were just like this zither. They should have been proud and looked up to the sky, but now they were racking their brains to please a woman.
Even a guqin can be shattered to pieces for the voice of a gentleman, but a living person does not know how to advance or retreat in these whispers, as if he has forgotten why he wants to study.
With a sense of shame, people left one after another. Faced with such a situation, Yichunyuan was also caught off guard.
The old procuress was a little anxious, and wanted to make an offer to Xian'er while there were still people.
"Don't leave in a hurry, Miss Xian'er is looking for guests today, and the highest bidder will win!"
Before, they said they wanted to compete in literary talent, but now that the situation is not right, they directly put up a bid, which is really ridiculous.
But when the old procuress's voice fell, someone immediately stood up in the venue: "I will offer 100,000 taels of gold in exchange for one day of Miss Xian'er's time!"
100,000 taels of gold in exchange for one day of Miss Xian'er's time!
This, this, this...
Who is this?
Is his brain stuck in the door?
Looking at the middle-aged man standing in the hall, he looked ordinary and no one knew him. He didn't seem to be from Yangzhou.
Xia Shang was leaving. He looked back and thought when he heard the voice.
At this time, the little fat man chased him and rubbed his hands shyly: "That... that..."
"Just say it if you have something to say."
"You also saw the matter about the poem. I bought your poem, but someone recognized it. Shouldn't you return the twenty taels of silver to me?"
"Return your silver? Is there such a thing in the world?"
Xia Shang laughed. This fat man was full of local tyrants. Why was he still obsessed with twenty taels of silver?
The little fat man was also not confident. He also knew that it was not easy to ask for a refund now, but he didn't want to suffer this loss. He hesitated and didn't know how to express it.
Xia Shang thought about it and suddenly said: "It's okay to give you the money, but you have to help me find out something."