After being kicked out of the wealthy family, her ancestor shocked the world

Chapter 50: Playing the Piano, I Still Need Your Advice

"I know it in my heart." Ji Qingzhi blinked her eyes, very naturally, "But this little girl is more likable than you."

Si Nan: “…”

Are you still my biological mother?

Si Nan didn't take that step in the end, and Ji Qingzhi didn't ask for it again.

She took Chu Peining's hand with a kind look, wanting her to play a song to see her level.

Chu Peining nodded in agreement.

After looking at the length of her nails, Ji Qingzhi took out a nail clipper and trimmed them, leaving two to three millimeters on her right hand and none on her left.

Chu Peining looked at the guqin on the table and stroked it gently with her slender hands. The long-lost familiarity surged into her heart, making her feel deeply moved.

I haven't touched the guqin for nearly two hundred years.

She exhaled a breath, and plucked the strings with her fingers as white as scallions, playing slowly.

The guqin is different from the guzheng. The strings of the guqin are soft, so when playing it, the nails need to be half flesh and half nail, and the changes in the sound of the instrument are more important.

The same sound has subtle changes in sensitivity under different nail conditions. You must use your own fingernails to correctly feel these changes through hearing and touch.

This is also the reason why Ji Qingzhi checked Chu Peining's nails before shooting.

Although most guqins now use steel strings, under the influence of thousands of years of tradition, all major guqin schools refuse to use nail plates.

Only in this way can one better appreciate and feel the sound of the guqin.

The sound of the piano was melodious and beautiful.

Ji Qingzhi was a little surprised.

Although this little girl is not very old, her technique and control over the sound of the piano are even more advanced than hers, as if she has been playing for decades.

After the song, Ji Qingzhi felt inferior: "It seems that I still need to learn from you in terms of playing the piano."

Chu Peining lowered her eyes and stroked the guqin with her bare hands.

I haven't practiced for so many years, so I'm a little rusty, but fortunately I still remember it.

Si Nan was dumbfounded.

It’s not that he doubted Ji Qingzhi’s words, but he was surprised that Chu Peining had such a level.

Ji Qingzhi sighed, "It's a pity that it's late today, otherwise I could give you more guidance."

Mo Peiyun smiled gently, "Aunt Ji, if you are willing, you can stay here."

Ji Qingzhi shook her head and refused, "No, compared to your luxurious villa, I love my small courtyard in the woods more."

After returning from Weigel after her divorce, she did not go back to her hometown, but lived a secluded life in Haicheng.

"You're still in school. Let A'an bring you here on weekends. He knows the place." Ji Qingzhi took out his phone and said, "Add the contact information. If you have any questions, feel free to ask the master."

After adding WeChat, Chu Peining looked at Mo Peiyun.

"I heard from Teacher Si that you collect so many musical instruments. Is it because of obsession?"

"He wanted other musical instruments to also be able to play the music of Yuefu."

Ji Qingzhi smiled, and suddenly remembered that she had not explained to Chu Peining yet.

"Look at my memory. I forgot to tell Ningning. In ancient times, there was a special organization for our art, called the Yuefu. In modern times, the people of the Yuefu began to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, rarely appearing in the world. Only a few people know about us. Outsiders call us the ancient music world."

She spoke with regret, "It's a pity that there are fewer and fewer people inheriting Yuefu, and most of the scores have been lost. The glory of the past is gone."

The power of Yuefu music not only affects the performer, but also the music played.

For songs of the same type, the higher the difficulty and technical requirements, the more powerful the music will be.

Chu Peining lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking about.

She tilted her head and asked Mo Peiyun: "Did it succeed?"

During the time I was in Yuefu, I only saw traditional musical instruments.

At that time, transportation was inconvenient and exchanges with other countries were not frequent. Even if musical instruments were introduced into the country, not many people knew how to play them.

What's more, the guqin is the most respected instrument in the Music Bureau, followed by the pipa, sheng, and xiao. Every director of the Music Bureau is best at the guqin, so how could they be allowed to learn other instruments?

Mo Peiyun shook his head. "I don't have any talent. I'm just curious about ancient music. I don't know many people in the ancient music world. I collected these instruments just because I had this guess."

"The Yuefu has never had Western musical instruments, and the descendants all studied traditional instruments." Ji Qingzhi glanced at Si Nan, "He is the only one who is different."

Si Nan smiled bitterly.

He grew up in Weigel, where his father was strict and his daily schedule was packed with lessons, including piano and violin.

Ji Qingzhi didn't want to waste his talent, so she could only teach him guqin in her spare time.

It was a busy childhood, and every day was fulfilling.

Chu Peining looked at him, "Is it okay?"

In ancient times, conditions were limited, and in modern times, people who went to the West spent most of their time doing academic research and would never have thought about this aspect.

Si Nan touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, "This... I haven't tried it yet."

He didn't learn to play Western musical instruments voluntarily.

"The reason why the guqin can produce such magical sounds is because of its strings."

Ji Qingzhi glanced at Si Nan, "In ancient times, our ancestors played silk strings. Each string is made of thousands of silk threads twisted together. Playing can massage the nerve endings in the fingertips, which is an effect that steel strings cannot match."

"More importantly, the strings emit a low-frequency sound when played. This low-frequency sound is difficult for human ears to hear, but the body can feel it, which has a conditioning effect on the internal organs. Therefore, there is a saying in Yuefu that 'of all musical instruments, the guqin is the best'."

She paused and continued, "Although other instruments are not as powerful as the guqin, music can infect and regulate emotions, and thus affect the body. When the vibration of music matches our pulse, heartbeat and other physiological vibrations, physiological resonance and resonance will occur, which is the basis of 'five-tone therapy'."

"So in theory, other instruments can also produce the sound of Yuefu, but no one has tried it."

Everyone present nodded repeatedly.

Ji Qingzhi glanced at Si Nan, her eyes full of disappointment.

"You have the ability, why don't you try?"

Si Nan said innocently: "You just said that today."

If Mo Peiyun hadn't told her this idea, she probably wouldn't have considered it.

"That's because Ah Yun is smart."

Ji Qingzhi looked at Mo Peiyun with a smile on her face.

Turning around and looking at Si Nan again, I found that I was not as good as others.

She just couldn't understand it, because Si Nan had received the best education since childhood and had developed many interests and hobbies.

How come I can’t beat Mo Peiyun who has health problems?

Si Nan took two steps back and said, "How about you two go together from now on, and I'll go back to find my dad."

Ji Qingzhi didn't even look at him, "I didn't stop you. It was you who insisted on coming back with me."

The older I get, the more I yearn for a secluded life.

After watching her two sons grow up, she was finally able to file for divorce, but let one of them follow her.

He also asked his father to stop earning income. With a degree from the world's top university, he worked as a teacher in a high school and chose to teach the worst class for a higher salary.

That little bit of money, saved for a year, was not enough for one meal.

After all, he is her own son, and Ji Qingzhi can't just watch him suffer so much.

"Ayun has many musical instruments here. If you are interested, why not stay here?"

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like