Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

"Uncle Bo Cang, how long will the Xiang Gorge you mentioned last? Can that place really allow a person's voice to be heard thousands of miles away? Will it be the same if it is replaced with drum music?" Xie Xian couldn't help but speak after hearing Shunzi's description of the wonders of Xiang Gorge.

With a helpless look on his face, Bo Cang glared at Shunzi on the top of the mast and said, "You are so nosy." He was getting annoyed by Xie Xian's nagging. He knew that she had ideas about Xianggu Gorge, but that place was not a good place. The water was rushing all year round and the slightest noise would cause a headache.

The two banks are all straight, so it is difficult for boats to stop. In the early years, it was said that Xiang Gorge was the gateway from Guigu to the underworld, which was considered unlucky. A few years ago, a zither player who was taken by a cruise ship happened to be in Xiang Gorge to commemorate the old people. The sound of the guqin music spread for miles, and then a new way of playing was developed. Many music lovers went there, and this gorge was named Xiang.

After listening to the captain's words, Xie Xian could already predict that the terrain of this place might be somewhat peculiar, and she became even more excited.

"Qingdai, take out the conch in my box." Xie Xian was a little excited. What kind of music should she prepare when she arrives at Xiangxia in a few days?

That place has become a popular check-in destination for celebrities. Whenever they pass by, they want to experience the special natural sound. It is true that you cannot imagine the happiness of the ancients. Then you cannot imagine my happiness either.

Bo Cang looked depressed. The difficulty of Xiangxia was that it was difficult for large ships to stop and the shore was too shallow. The water in that section of the river was only as deep as the center of the river, which was not friendly to large ships. When talking about this problem, Xie Xian replied: "Can't we just drop anchor?"

Several people on the boat turned their heads and asked, "What is an anchor?" He had only seen small boats use stones or ingots to anchor the boat, but the size of the ingot was related to the size of the boat. The waterway they were sailing in was deep, so if they used ingots, it would take up too much space. Shunzi slid down from the mast. He was also curious about the young lady of the host family who always had many strange ideas.

In ancient times, an anchor was a large stone or a basket filled with stones, called an anchor. The anchor stone was tied with a rope and sunk to the bottom of the water, and the ship was anchored by its weight. Later, wooden claw stone anchors were used, that is, wooden claws were tied on both sides of the stone, and the ship was anchored by weight and grip. There are records of metal anchors in the Southern Dynasties of China. Ancient Chinese sailboats used four-claw iron anchors, which had excellent performance.

Xie Xian drew the shape of an anchor on paper. Now there is no chance. She can try to make one after getting ashore. She was afraid that Bo Cang would not understand so she drew a realistic version. She used charcoal to carefully outline the texture of the iron on the white paper. "Just make it in this shape. Is my drawing clear?" Bo Cang's hands trembled slightly. Shunzi squatted on the mast and looked at it. He thought to himself: "Not only can you understand it, but this anchor is about to fall out of the drawing and hit your feet." He is not blind.

Bo Cang had seen paintings before, but he didn't expect the lady's painting skills to be so superb. She just painted such a thing, without any awareness of being polluted by the nobleman. Nowadays, scholars and scholars love to express their feelings in mountains and rivers. The craftsmen don't know how to paint, and those who can paint don't bother to paint these craftsmanship.

I will definitely put this up as a sacrifice when I get home. It looks so heavy.

I thought to myself, first find a stone and use a hemp rope to make a simple one. If it really works, then... Bo Cang's eyes were shining with gold.

Xie Xian was thinking about the check-in destination tour in two days. Since she brought a band with her, wouldn't it be a waste if she didn't make it big? She carefully recalled the famous symphony repertoires she had heard before, but this thing really only knew the two popular ones.

She glanced at Tu Zhen on the second floor inadvertently. This guy never let his guard down. After all, she had saved her before. Thinking of Tu Zhen standing in front of her bed early this morning, she felt so angry that her teeth were itching.

"Who?" As soon as Xie Xian opened her eyes, she saw a figure standing in front of the bed. She sat up and leaned against the corner of the bed.

The morning light from the window was reflected on the face of the female warrior. She slowly squatted down and supported herself in front of the bed, staring at Xie Xian with murderous eyes. This woman always came up with strange things, which really challenged her sensitive nerves.

She stared at Xie Xian's neck. This woman was still very weak and could be beheaded in just two strikes. But the master had said: Anomalies are also changeable.

This variable is still very weak, and it is just temporarily unable to distinguish between good and evil, so she can't do anything. Thinking of this, Tu Zhen was a little irritated. She found that she had unconsciously let down her guard against Xie Xian.

She took back her hands from her waist and stood up. Xie Xian sat on the bed with her cat eyes wide open and then slightly narrowed. She couldn't suppress the burning anger in her heart. MD, you don't let me sleep well, right? It's like I have a serious illness. When she thought about how she saved someone and he still had to monitor her all the time, if she hadn't wanted a skilled guard, she would never have meddled in other people's business. Every time she thought about this, she was so angry that she vomited blood.

She turned over and lay down, saying lazily, "I want to eat black fish slice porridge in the morning."

Tu Zhen snorted and was about to turn around when she heard the woman say, "If it's not there, I'll go get it myself, hum~" Tu Zhen tightened her grip. She knew that she had offended someone today, so the woman was serious about what she said, such as the sentence "I usually take revenge on the spot and never overnight." This was naked revenge.

When Qingdai was about to fetch some water to wash up before going out, she stared at Tu Zhen who came out of the lady's room with her eyes wide open. What was going on?

To be honest, she really couldn't understand her master's guard. Sometimes she felt that he was protecting her lady just like herself, but sometimes he always talked back to her, even though she didn't get angry.

Xie Xian: It’s not that I’m not angry, but I can’t beat him T=T.

Although Sister Zhen had a bad temper and only contradicted the young lady, she was still nice to them. She was beautiful, skillful, and chivalrous. If she were not a woman, she would be a perfect match for the young lady.

So what kind of hellish CP are you supporting?

Xie Xian covered her head and stuffed the fish fillet into her mouth. Hmm! The natural and pollution-free fish fillet took no more than an hour from slaughter to cooking, and it was delicious. But she didn't notice Tu Zhen leaning against the window with a look of contempt on her face. What a lazy and greedy woman.

Since I was in a bad mood this morning, Xie Xian decided to go to the check-in place and make a big move. Don’t you want to know what I am? Then let me show you the symphony from the blue planet!

Now the situation is that we have a band, but no instruments. Apart from a natural conch shell that can be used as a microphone, the other strings are obviously not enough. Drums can be used as a makeshift, so how about making a few more bows?

Bowed string instruments had not yet appeared in this era. For the benefit of her ears, Xie Xian was ready to let herself go. She called You Ji and said, "The violin you mentioned will take some time to dry. I'm afraid it can't be used tonight." You Ji didn't expect that in addition to the flute, he would have a new musical instrument in his hands during his lifetime. He has been polishing it carefully these days and comparing it with the drawings. He just heard that this violin was not an instrument for playing, so he suppressed his doubts.

Seeing the strong desire for knowledge on the child's face, Xie Xian said gently: "We are crossing Xiangxia tonight. Don't you know what string music I'm talking about? Bring me the bow."

"This is already done." You Ji stared at the bowstring in his hand excitedly. This is the simplest one.

Xie Xian took the rosin and gently wiped it, then asked the musicians for a violin. Seeing them staring at her with wide eyes in surprise, Xie Xian just smiled and said, "I don't know if this will have any effect on the violin, but the bowed string violin is also very nice to listen to."

After saying this, she held the zither upright, placed the bowstring horizontally, and started to play. At first the tone was very rough, but after two breaths, a beautiful melody came out from the zither.

"This is yesterday's song," a little girl said excitedly.

The remaining You Ji was urged to start making a new bowstring, and this one was circulated among the zither players. Xie Xian hurriedly picked up the rosin and handed it over, trying not to damage it.

In order to prepare for the symphony in the evening, Xie Xian and Hua Yin discussed the idea of ​​putting together a group song. Hua Yin smiled so hard that her face turned pink. She quickly called everyone over and left it to Xie Xian to make the arrangements.

Xie Xian didn't know how they usually arranged the music, so she could only use paper to mark the parts that each group was to play. Xie Xian was dizzy looking at the twists and turns of the music and the text, so she had to take out the wireless score and asked everyone to memorize their parts in less than a quarter of an hour.

"This score is quite convenient. The five-line notation corresponds to the five strings, which makes it much easier to remember." You Ji and the other musicians passed it around. They were not surprised because the scores in each place were different. They just thought this one was more intuitive!

Xie Xian smiled and said, "Young man, you are too young. You should know that it took me half my life to learn the musical notation and memorize the melody, okay?"

Xie Xian went all out and told them the unified whole syllables and half syllables, and that the horizontal line below represented the beat. Hua Yin and Yue Qinshi became serious, and when they sang the most common tunes using the five-line staves to mark the tones, they looked at Xie Xian in shock.

Tu Zhen lazily basked in the sun, looking at the noisy tunes below, and pouted, not knowing what was going on. It seemed that it was just a coincidence yesterday.

Everyone took their parts and started practicing. Xie Xian rehearsed it twice. Although the tune was correct and had a slightly different flavor, the soulful sound of the cello could not be produced, and the bass part had to be done by human effort.

Then he hurriedly taught the rest of the group the chorus, not even sparing Shunzi. Everyone didn't care at first and thought it was quite interesting, but as the chorus was added, the mood of the whole music suddenly changed. They looked a little helpless. Is this the sound we made?