"The spring river tide is connected to the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is growing together. It is rippling with the waves for thousands of miles, and there is no moon in the spring river..."

Accompanied by the sound of the pipa and piano, a singing sound that was like a nightingale, gurgling from the other side of the screen, like flowing clouds, and more like clear river water.

This representative work by Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty has been circulated for hundreds of years. It uses the old Yuefu tune, with the moon as the body and the river as the scenery, expressing the moving sincere emotions of men and women when they part. The style of the song is gentle, the tune is quiet, melodious, and natural and timeless.

Tang Anan was playing the pipa while singing softly. He listened to everyone's ears, as if he was immersed in the scene. Just outside the window was the river water, the water waves were flowing, the bright moon in the sky was hanging high, as bright as daylight, closing the artistic conception of the lyrics. How can this scene not make people intoxicated and fascinated?

Chen Yu and others had forgotten to eat and taste wine, and they all sat there. They nodded slightly to the tune, exchanged their eyes from time to time, and praised them as a beautiful woman of their generation.

"Listen to the song, it seems that the lyrics are melodious. The person who sings is also substituted into it with the meaning of the song. People's singing is inspired. People sing the song, and the song is in harmony with the wishes, and it is really combined into one."

The few people here, Du Shu is the best literary talent, and he has also been involved in music when he was studying in the Imperial Academy. At this moment, he squinted his eyes and listened for a while, and couldn't help but sigh, saying professionally: "This little lady Tang An'an is really great. It's really rare to be able to sing this song that everyone can sing to such a state!"

"Yes." Xiang Shibi also sang: "The moonlit night in the spring river is a melody to tell each other's partings. It is melancholy and beautiful. Miss An'an's singing style completely sings the style of this song, which is really wonderful!"

"Oh?" Lu Wende closed his eyes intoxicatedly, and opened his eyes when he heard the sound, "No wonder I sounded like a beauty had something to do. It turned out that the song was just this tune."

He said half-understand or not, but there was some truth. Everyone smiled together, diluting the influence of the song a lot.

In fact, he didn't say the second half: "Why do I always feel like the singing lady is about to cry?"

However, after looking at the military generals from the literati, Lu Wende thought about it for a while and felt that this feeling was probably only his own, so he opened his mouth and swallowed the lower half.

In fact, he doesn't have to, because Changsun Hong also feels this way.

Changsun Hong also felt that the song was particularly sad through the screen. It seemed that when the singer sang, he seemed to have poured his personal emotions into it. He sang a lyric poem that actually praises life for his longing and longing for a wandering woman, and sang it into a resentful parting poem. The emotions in it were like the feeling of a woman locking in an empty building alone.

Have all the famous prostitutes in the Song Dynasty become resentful women?

No.

A ruthless actor is unrighteous, and a woman is acting in a fun scene. Who will take who is serious?

It is mostly an illusion. Tang An'an's opera master possesses a song and plays a song into a vocal movie.

However, this singing style is really in place, which makes people empathize with it. An emotion of lamenting the impermanence of life and nostalgia for a short-term gathering arises naturally.

On the other side of the screen, Tang An'an's song is coming to an end. With the end of the last sentence "I don't know how many people will return by the moon, and the moon will shake the love of the river trees." The whole song is so sad that it is crying and tearful. It is finally over.

"Okay!" Lv Wende took the lead in applauding, his voice shook like thunder: "Sing well!"

Unfortunately, there were no flowers on hand, otherwise the military man would have rushed over to offer flowers.

Chen Yu and others also cheered loudly, nodded constantly, stared at the screen at Shibi, and sighed: "It turns out that there is really a sound of surrounding the beams in the world. The little songs I listened to before are far behind now."

Several people agreed in unison. Tang An'an's figure cast a faint figure on the screen under the lights of the pavilion opposite. She stood up there and said with a blessing: "Thank you all the officials. Tonight is long, if you want to hear something, you can say it as you like. As long as An'an can sing, you can listen."

Lu Wende said loudly: "The little lady's voice is so nice, what's wrong with hearing? Why not say another song..."

He thought for a long time, then turned his head and asked, "What's another song?"

He doesn't understand the rhythm, so he can't tell the name of the lyrics and music.

Du Shu smiled and said, "Miss An'an's opening song is so sad and melodious that I didn't know if I should order that song."

After hearing this, Tang Anan smiled apologetically, covered his mouth and cast a shadow of a beauty covering her face on the screen, and said softly: "I'm really sorry, Anan is abrupt, disturbing your graceful pleasure."

"Hey, where are you talking?" Du Shu said sneered: "Sadness and joy are all human friendship, so how can you disturb the interest?"

"That's right, everyone has their own preferences, so we can't decide this?" Lu Wende told him, without any restraint, and his words were rough and slang, which was vulgar but could make people laugh.

Everyone laughed and shouted to Shibi: "Du Shu, you are a talented man in Lin'an. Why not write a poem and teach Miss An'an to sing it? Wouldn't it be nice?"

Tang Anan heard it in the screen and became happy. Some scholars wrote lyrics for geisha, which was a shortcut for geisha to raise their figure. He had just fallen because of his backer Shi Songzhi, and his former companion Jia Sidao abandoned her because she lost her value and ignored her. It was a time of miserable life that he had to regain his old business and devoted himself to the brothel. If the general of the two Huai Army could make one or two masterpieces, he would sooner or later use it.

"If the official does not dislike the lyrics you have written, An An can immediately compose music and sounds to cheer you up." She said softly, her voice still gentle.

"This..." Du Shu suddenly started to raise some money. It is true that he was a Jinshi, but he had been stabbing people with a knife for many years. Not every Jinshi has the ability to be both civil and military as Xin Qiji.

He stood up and walked around the room twice. However, he was a little anxious when drinking just now, his head was very drowsy. After listening to the song for a long time, his mind was full of Tang An'an's singing just now, and he didn't feel like he was writing lyrics in half.

After stopping, he simply acted arrogantly: "What lyrics should we do when we wait for the martial arts man? Drink and drink, Miss An An sing casually."

"Haha, it's well said! What kind of words does the martial artist write and what kind of elegance do you belong to?"

As soon as Du Shu finished speaking, he heard a "bang" sound. The door of the pavilion was pushed open suddenly. A group of people surrounded the door. A fat man in a gorgeous silk robe walked in with a big thorn.

He looked at Chen Yu with contempt and pointed to the screens that separated the two rooms and said, "I said, "Why didn't Miss An'an come out? It turned out that she was locked up here by several martial artists. Don't be afraid, my wife, thank you for your thanks to the uncle, come to save you!"

Xie Tang?

Changsun Hong thought about who was Xie Tang?

He didn't know, but Chen Yu, Lv Wende and others who were about to go up to use their fists and feet to argue suddenly stopped.

The name that can instantly extinguish the generals and officials of the Huai River have an idea of ​​solving problems is naturally unusual.

Changsun Hong noticed it, stood up, and asked Du Shu beside him softly: "Who is this person?"

"Empress Xie's younger brother." Du Shu frowned, looking like he dared not speak out: "The brother-in-law of the official family."

Another emperor's brother-in-law?

Changsun Hong looked at the arrogant fat man at the door, laughing and crying. Are he destined to be with his brother-in-law?

How many brother-in-laws did Emperor Lizong have?

Over there, Chen Yu had already talked to his brother-in-law Xie Tang.

"Xie Langjun, you misunderstood. Miss An An was not hidden by us, but we invited her." He held back and bowed, "There is no need for Xie Lang to come to save her."

"Hmph!" Fatty Xie Tang glanced at him slantedly: "So what? I heard just now that Miss An An is leaving, you don't let me."

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes: "Where does this start?"

"Don't admit it? Didn't An An ask you to write lyrics?" Xie Tang sneered: "If you can't do it, you won't let someone go. Wouldn't this force keep it?"
Chapter completed!