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Chapter 103 The Prince Is a Painter

Lu Zishu obviously admired Ji Guangli's achievements. This has indeed changed the pattern of five tones to seven tones, and boldly innovated the way of recording music scores. It is not easy.But it can't be rhymed, so it has to be recalculated.

Lu Ziqing could only roll his eyes when he saw that they were writing some ghostly talisman-like music scores and having a heated discussion.Da Zhou's music score is actually quite esoteric, each character is followed by an unintelligible one, two, three, and ordinary people can't understand a single word.Yes, I am that common man.

Lu Zishu picked up the harp again, played the corresponding scale for Ji Guangli, and showed his experience in the past two days, and Ji Guangli was so intoxicated that he almost melted.

"The strange sound is so pleasant to the ear." Ji Guangli melted, "It is even more different from Dashi's musical instruments. The last sound is so long. They really are not the method of equal gain."

"I'm surprised too." Lu Zishu said, chatting with Ji Guangli more and more deeply.

"These two semitones have been added, if we change some of the scores... try "Ling Xiao Yin"."

Lu Ziqing rolled his eyes, I'm really cheap, to help you tune the strings.

At this time, someone knocked on the door again, and the prince came, with a very thick skin, and he walked in directly: "Oh, little uncle, you are studying the rhythm! You are chatting, I want to learn too."

Lu Zishu had no choice but to get up to greet her, but Lu Ziqing muttered, look, the jackal has not left yet, and the tiger and leopard came again.

Prince: "What did Dugu Baiyou say?"

"Oh, brother prince, hello."

Ji Guangli took a look at the prince, pretended that this person did not exist, and continued to study with Lu Zishu the feasibility of this recording method.

""Ling Xiao Yin" is actually not suitable..."

"Play this piano once and you will know it. It feels very different."

"What are you busy with?" the prince asked.

Lu Zishu replied: "We want to change the five tones to seven tones, and we need to calculate how to rearrange the rhythm after converting one-twelfth to one-seventh. I don't know arithmetic, and His Royal Highness Guangli is helping me do the calculations."

The prince's heart went cold, he didn't understand.

Ji Guangli did not raise his head and said: "After Le Shenkang died thousands of years ago, there were obviously music scores, but no one could play the tunes of Le Shenkang again, so they were all considered lost. But later everyone discovered that Le Shenkang's skills Too extraordinary and holy, he broke the equal division ratio, put forward the idea of ​​superimposing the music and put it into practice. So everyone began to summarize and calculate the melody for thousands of years, hoping to solve the mystery. The current conclusion is that the melody is in the The more consistent with a certain ratio in the process of repetition, the better it sounds."

"The difficulty we are facing now is that the seven tones cannot correspond to the twelve temperaments, because one-seventh cannot be divisible evenly, so all the temperaments will have to be rearranged. Although we have estimated that the scale that we want to increase the density is approximately position, but it is nearly a quarter and a half, it is not an integer, we barely count it as a semitone, and then push it backwards, which is troublesome, it is superimposed..."

Lu Ziqing and the prince circulated Ji Guangli's densely written small book together, and Lu Ziqing was stunned on the spot.

I'm sorry, Prince, it's time to go to Menglang. You actually calculated the seventh power equation on the way to the secret realm. The result of your mental calculation is almost 1000 years earlier than the result calculated by people on earth with abacus!You even calculated that the rate of increase of the curve of this scale should be [-], great intellectual!If I were the immortal teacher of the Qilin Academy, I would definitely beat you to death without hesitation!

Zhao Jieyi looked proudly at the sluggish faces of the crown prince and Lu Ziqing, you two ordinary people don't understand at all, right?Just like that, it is said that he can help Senior Sister Lu compose music?
The prince patted Lu Ziqing on the shoulder viciously, do you know why I patted you on the shoulder?Cheerful on the lips: "Dugu Bai, so you don't know the melody either! Hehe, I don't know anything either..."

Lu Ziqing rolled his eyes, honesty is a virtue, but being as honest as you is shameless.

"Sorry, I think I may be different from you."

Lu Ziqing casually picked up a drum that was on the ground, and the pan flute.I will do this, because it is simple enough.

"I don't know rhythm, and I don't know arithmetic. You study it slowly. I'm going to start playing." Lu Ziqing blew twice, looking for his feeling.

Let’s start with Edelweiss, which I learned in harmonica class in junior high school.

The beautiful seminar between Lu Zishu and Ji Guangli came to an abrupt end, and the two immediately grabbed their pens and started to record.The tune is very beautiful and the score is simple, it can be recorded with this new method invented by Ji Guangli.It's not accurate yet, but you can try.

"Sure enough, there is something wonderful..." Ji Guangli noticed that the strange sound had more and less charm, but it was more soft and spiritual.There was no such style of music in Dazhou before.

Lu Zi gave him a clean look, and didn't let you speak, you were only responsible for the calculations.

Another Plasterer!

No way, the first music class is to learn this, the simplest enlightenment song.

This tone is very cheerful, and it is even more impossible for Da Zhou to have this style of ballads.The magic sound of this tune stimulated the brain and was very playful. It brightened the eyes of Lu Zishu and Ji Guangli, and immediately felt that a new door had opened.The two frantically wrote down on the paper, Lu Zishu shouted: "You play it twice, this piece is very interesting."

It seems that if you listen more, you will be inspired.

Lu Ziqing wrote a note to the prince, the prince is also idle, why not try to sing a few lines?
This rhythm is very easy to master, it couldn't be simpler, with the wisdom of the prince, he immediately held up a note and sang to the tune: "I am a painter, and I am very good at painting—!"

Zhao Jieyi was stunned, what was the prince singing about?

The prince's deep internal strength suddenly broke through, and he felt very ashamed. Dugu's defeat must have been intentional!The prince's murderous aura surges, Dugu defeats you, you kid dare to punish me?My majestic Prince Zhou is here to sing about the painter...

"Huh?" Lu Zishu was very pleasantly surprised. This tune was facing the seventh tone, and it seemed to fit the rhythm very well.

Ji Guangli also immediately noticed the beauty of the lyrics. The melody has a strong sense, and he can sing along with the melody.

Ji Guangli slapped his thigh: "It's wonderful."

The prince wants to get mad, so wonderful your mother.

Lu Zishu asked: "Brother, can you sing it again?"

The prince immediately smiled all over his face, the anger dissipated, cleared his throat, straightened his posture, took a deep breath, and pronounced from the bottom of his heart: "I am a painter, and I am very good at painting—! I want to paint the new house, It's beautiful—!"

Lu Zishu played the time with her fingers very seriously, that's right!Five three five three five three one, two four three two five seems to work.

The prince is overjoyed, I can sing to you all day long!

Lu Ziqing directly beat an African drum with his palm, as long as you are happy, I will come to Lijiang for a night for myself.

When the drums beat together, everyone stared wide-eyed, watching Lu Ziqing directly hit the drum sold to Lu Zishu by the Hu businessman with his palms, didn't they use drumsticks?The drums are so dense and the rhythm is so good!
Lu Ziqing hummed to himself while beating, sometimes tapping the drum with his fingers, sometimes hitting the edge, shaking his head and enjoying himself.Several people listened for a while, and they were shaking unconsciously. They couldn't help but want to move their hands and feet to the beat.

Ji Guangli was surprised: "What kind of drum is this? Does it not use drumsticks?"

"Kunlun's tambourines don't use drumsticks in the first place." Lu Ziqing said, "but the music is not. I just beat it randomly, and I just want to have fun when I feel like it. This is my favorite way of playing music. You can listen to it as you like. Listen, if you don’t like to listen to me, I’m happy. I don’t care how you write the score.”

"You really are a genius."

Lu Zishu complimented affectionately, random knocking sounds so good, isn't this a genius?This tambourine is really fun and full of wit.

Lu Ziqing said shamelessly: "I was thinking that I might be the reincarnation of Le Shenkang."

"Cut—!" He was despised by everyone including Lu Zishu.

Zhao Jieyi also looked over in surprise, never expecting Dugu Bai to be so knowledgeable!Beihai Solitary Fort, never heard of it before, could it be that it is really a hidden rich family?

The prince was surprised and said, "Kunlun slaves also have musical instruments?"

In Dazhou, Kunlun means black, and Kunlun slaves are black slaves, mostly Nanyang people from Borneo.But the best Kunlun slave must be a real black man captured by the cannibal from Mambasa and Mugu Dushu, places that are so far away that no one has ever been there.The skin of these Kunlun slaves is as black as coal, and their hair is curled like felt. Some of them are stronger than Beiman.Kunlun slaves are popular among dignitaries because they are strong and obedient.

"Why not?" Lu Ziqing said leisurely while beating the drum, "The tambourine is not just a musical instrument, it also inherits the traditions, ideas, art, history and everything that can be passed down of the Kunlun slaves."

The prince snorted lightly, no wonder it sounded so vulgar.

However, Ji Guangli felt that Lu Ziqing's words had a different meaning, and he immediately looked at the other musical instruments in the room with different eyes.

Looking at Dugu Bai again, he suddenly felt that this person was a little threatening to him.When he learned that this person was a child of Lu Zishu before, he didn't take it seriously at all, because Dugu Bai's appearance was mediocre, even ugly.There is no comparison with him being so graceful.But now I suddenly discovered that this person is so versatile, especially Lu Zishu likes rhythm, this person can play with exotic instruments.

This is very threatening.

Lu Zishu said happily: "You teach me, I want to try."

"It's easy to get started with this." Lu Ziqing briefly taught you, and you can shoot vigorously when you are interested. Do you feel enthusiastic and unrestrained?
Lu Zishu will be shooting soon, so exciting.It is not as grand as Da Zhou's drum music, but it can express many delicate emotions when you beat it with your hands.

The prince immediately complimented: "It's really a sound of nature when such a vulgar object is slapped by my junior sister!"

Lu Ziqing, Ji Guangli, and Zhao Jieyi rolled their eyes together. You obviously dislike the vulgar musical instruments of Kunlun slaves. As the prince of a country, do you have any integrity? Go sing your whitewasher!
(End of this chapter)