Myriad Realms Free Mercenaries

Chapter 418 It's good enough for us...to be friends
Although some of the guests present did not understand ancient Chinese poetry, they could also feel Zhu Xiaomeng's sad mood from the sound of the piano and chanting poems. An indescribable sadness quietly permeated the entertainment room.

Zhu Mingjie stepped forward and patted Zhu Xiaomeng's shoulder lightly. Only then did Zhu Xiaomeng come back to his senses, took a deep breath, and restored that elegant smile, "I made everyone laugh."

Just when a smile appeared on Zhu Xiaomeng's face, the sad atmosphere in the air was also swept away, Jessica took the lead in applauding, "Miss Zhu, you played really well, what's the name of the piece you played just now? "

Zhu Xiaomeng bowed his head with a reserved smile, and said: "This song is called "Yangguan Sandie", which is composed according to a poem written by Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei. It is the one I recited just now, because the whole song is divided into three sections. , that’s why it’s called the ‘Three Stacks’.”

Jessica smiled shyly, and said embarrassingly, "I only know "High Mountain and Flowing Water" for Chinese guzheng music."

Zhu Mingjie said disdainfully: "Although the high mountains and flowing water are called the top ten famous songs in the world, they are not necessarily the best. The Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and there are countless classics and ancient songs handed down from generation to generation, let alone those that have been lost for a long time."

Jessica nodded slowly. This is true. In many cases, the most popular ones are not necessarily the most classic ones.

Just like Huaxia's two songs "Little Apple" and "The Most Dazzling National Style", people in Chinatown play them every day, and many aunts dance their so-called square dances with them, but you can say that these two songs are Huaxia's most classic songs song?

"Then may I have the honor to invite you brothers and sisters to play a piece for us all? I have always wanted to appreciate the beauty of Chinese classical music, but unfortunately I never have this opportunity. I wonder if Mr. Zhu and Ms. Zhu can fulfill my little wish?"

Zhu Mingjie looked around. At this time, the disdain and anger at the beginning were no longer in the eyes of everyone, but there was still some dissatisfaction.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he gave an evil smile, took off his coat casually, sat in front of the guqin, and said indifferently: "You only know the piece "High Mountain and Flowing Water", but you don't know that there are more excellent pieces in China than this one."

"It's just that it is more representative, and compared to other pieces, it is widely spread because of its relatively simple playing technique."

While talking, Zhu Mingjie gently tested the strings with his right hand. Unlike the clear and melodious sound of the Guzheng, the Guqin's sound was deep and simple.

If you use people to describe it, Guzheng is like a beautiful and elegant woman, while Guqin is like a mature and stable man.

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other and smiled, high or low piano sounds slowly flowing from their strings.

"Clang...clank...clank..."

At the beginning, they played relaxed and slow, quiet and deep, light and sparse. Slowly, the sound of the piano became heavy and depressing, revealing a sense of grief and anger.

"Clearly..."

The next moment, the rhythm suddenly accelerated and the strength increased. Zhu Mingjie's fingers were strong and powerful, jumping and dancing on the strings flexibly and freely.

The sound of the piano suddenly became passionate, majestic and powerful, and the sonorous sound of the piano was like a vast ocean rolled up with turbulent waves, violent storms, and like a gold and iron horse, conquering the battlefield, invincible.

Zhu Xiaomeng's zither sounds coincided occasionally, and a sense of indomitable spirit spread out from the song, making everyone feel that even in the face of huge waves, the brother and sister in front of them would not give in. Will rise to the challenge.

When everyone woke up from the sound of the piano, the Zhu brothers and sisters had already left, leaving only the shocked "foreign devils" in the room.

"Oh, God, I seem to hear music from heaven."

"No no no, this is the music of the devil, it will lure us into hell."

"There is such excellent music in this world? Huaxia, it's amazing."

"Now I can show off to my friends. The Chinese culture I know is not only Chinese food and Chinese Kung Fu, but also Chinese music. My God, it's great. What is this song?"

A waiter interjected softly, "Miss Zhu said something to Mr. Zhu when she left, it seemed to be 'Brother, your Guangling Sandan is getting better and better', they spoke Chinese , I don’t understand either, I just wrote down these pronunciations.”

Jessica's eyes widened, and she murmured in disbelief, "Guangling San."

He turned his eyes and looked at the position where the brother and sister were playing the piano just now. Suddenly, he was taken aback, and he found that something seemed to have fallen on the ground.

He walked over and saw that it was a handkerchief, which should have been left by Zhu Mingjie when he just took off his coat, because Zhu Xiaomeng's long skirt had no place to put things.

He bent down to pick it up, opened it to look, his pupils shrank suddenly, and saw a very beautifully embroidered yellow dragon on the handkerchief. This oriental dragon stretched its teeth and claws in the clouds, as if it was about to leap out of the sky.

The dragon seems to be embroidered by hand, but that's not the point, the point is, the dragon has five claws.

Jessica didn't care about greeting the guests, and after saying excuse me for a while, Jessica hurried towards her study.

He took out a notebook that looked old from the bookshelf, and quickly searched for it. Soon, he found what he was looking for.

It was a record written down by the ancestors of the Fisher family in the capital of China more than a hundred years ago when they participated in the Eight-Power Allied Forces.

"Dragon is regarded as a sacred object in China. Although common people's homes and clothing can also use dragon patterns, all dragon patterns can only have four claws at most."

"Only people in the royal family can use the dragon pattern with five claws. If the common people violate the taboo, they will be beheaded at least, and the nine clans at worst, that is, the entire family will be killed."

Seeing this record, most of Jessica's doubts were eliminated. As expected, her previous guess was correct, and only with this identity can she be worthy of the noble temperament and extensive knowledge of the Zhu brothers and sisters.

Only those born in the royal family can have such wealth and aesthetics, and only those who grew up in this environment can get the most formal traditional education and learn so much traditional oriental culture.

Ordinary wealthy families usually let their children learn the piano or violin. Only a small part of them learn Guqin and Guzheng, and those who can play Guqin and Guzheng to this level are definitely rare.

Although Jessica doesn't understand, under China's current national conditions, why there are such royal families as the Zhu brothers and sisters, and why they came to the UK, but it doesn't matter, I believe I will have time to understand it slowly .

"Royal family, oh my god, I actually got to know the royal family of China, Ou, God, I even became friends with them, I'm so lucky."

Jessica paced a few steps in the study excitedly, and suddenly sat down slumped, because he suddenly remembered the thoughts that floated in his mind when he was in the maple forest in the morning.

But now he suddenly realized that that idea was unrealistic at all. A woman like Zhu Xiaomeng is absolutely impossible and should not belong to him. She should have a happier life.

It's good enough for us...to be friends.

Yes, my friend.

　Thanks for the 1500 reward from "Hai Kuo Ping Yu Yue H".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)