After waiting at the school gate for about 10 minutes, Suisui rode a battery car and rushed out of the school with a wooden piano case tied to the back seat with a rope, while Chen Luoxiang kept shouting distressedly from behind.

Slow down, don't break it!"

"Suisui, where are we?" Wei Ran opened the car door and greeted.

Upon seeing this, Suisui immediately locked the car and ran over, handed the piano case to Wei Ran and got into the car.

After his classmate Chen Luoxiang also got into the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt, Chen Guangling, who was in charge of driving, slowly put the car into gear and drove the car away from the school gate.

Through chatting along the way, Wei Ran also had a general understanding of the Chen family and his son. According to Chen Guangling, Qin Hua, the maker of the Guqin Youquan, was barely half the master of his Chen family ancestor.

However, the ancestor of the Chen family was not as good at playing the piano as his master Qin Hua. Therefore, by Chen Guangling's generation, the skill at playing the piano was lost long ago, but the skill at playing the piano was still retained.

Now, not only does their family have a musical instrument store specializing in traditional Chinese musical instruments, Chen Guangling also runs an interest class and has many students who like guqin.

While Wei Ran knew about the father and son, the other party was also inquiring about the origin of the Guqin Youquan bed lying across Wei Ran and Suisui's legs.

Wei Ran was not stupid, and naturally he would not say that the piano was illegally bought at an underground auction, let alone that it was stolen from the UK before. He just insisted that it was bought from Russia for US$50,000.

of.

As the topic reached this point, the car stopped at the intersection of a pedestrian street full of tourists. Wei Ran and Suisui, led by Chen Luoxiang, walked into a musical instrument store facing the street, while Chen Guangling drove away and disappeared.

"My dad went to park the car," the rather introverted Chen Luoxiang explained, "You guys sit down first and I'll make tea for you."

Wei Ran nodded and looked curiously at the store, which was less than forty square meters in total. In addition to the wooden shelf facing the door, which was filled with various trophies, certificates and awards, the walls on both sides were lined with one another.

It is filled with various musical instruments.

After Chen Luoxiang brought the brewed jasmine tea and lit a small piece of incense in a small incense burner beside the table, his father Chen Guangling also hurried into the musical instrument store.

After the two sides exchanged polite greetings, Chen Guangling couldn't wait to ask, "Mr. Chen, can you let me see your piano?"

"Convenient, of course convenient."

Wei Ran waited for Chen Luoxiang to take away the tea tray and wipe the water stains on the table with a dry white towel, then he bent down and picked up the piano case at his feet, placed it on the table and opened it.

While he was busy working, the Chen family's father and son had already picked up the white gloves on the corner of the table and put them on in no particular order, but their eyes were always staring at the guqin on the table and the piano box that held it.

"Mr. Wei, can I get started?" Chen Guangling asked with burning eyes.

"Please do as you please," Wei Ran said cheerfully.

"Thanks!"

After Chen Guangling finished speaking, he did not touch the guqin. Instead, he picked up the wooden piano case and looked at it. He said in admiration, "This piano case alone is not simple!"

"Mr. Chen, why don't you explain it in detail?" Wei Ran said frankly, "I got this piano not long ago, and I haven't even learned how to play it yet."

"Let's talk about the piano case first!"

Chen Guangling looked over the piano case over and over, and explained in a leisurely manner, "The huanghuali used in this piano case has six solid wood sides. This material alone is luxurious enough, and look at this

The solid workmanship and the carvings on it show that the person who used this piano case was probably not an ordinary person."

"What about Zhang Qin?" Suisui asked curiously.

Chen Guangling gently put down the piano case, turned the Guqin over on the table, and then turned to Wei Ran and asked, "Mr. Wei, do you know the origin of this Qin?"

"A friend of mine once told me briefly." Wei Ran thought for a while and added, "It seems that there is a detailed record of this piano in a book called "Cang Qin Lu"."

Chen Guangling nodded, "Then I'll pick up what's not in the "Hidden Qin Lu". Let's talk about the name of this Qin first. The word "Youquan" can be interpreted as spring water in the claustrophobic mountains, but it can also be interpreted as "Yin Cao".

Hell.

According to the records in "Cang Qin Lu", the Youquan qin is newly made from ancient materials. However, according to the legend passed down by my ancestors, when Qin Hua cut this qin, the material used was actually a hanging structure somewhere in the south.

There happens to be a spring at the foot of the mountain where the hanging coffin is located, which is also the origin of the name of this bed."

"Coffin lid?" Wei Ran raised his eyebrows, this is a bit unlucky.

"Don't be surprised, this is not an exception in the music industry."

Chen Guangling smiled and continued to explain, "As far as you know, what is recorded in the Tibetan Qin Records is that, in addition to this bed of Youquan, there are seven other guqins that are clearly recorded as using coffin boards. As for the Tibetan Qin Records,

What’s not recorded in it, of course, is definitely just a lot more.”

Having said this, Chen Guangling gently put down the guqin in his hand, pointed at the various parts on it and explained one by one, "In addition to the main body material being made of coffin boards, the emblem of this guqin uses mutton-fat jade, Yueshan and

The red sandalwood used by Zhenzi was also made from the funerary objects found in the hanging coffin."

"How come...you are so familiar with this piano?" Wei Ran asked in hindsight.

"My ancestor was learning qin playing from Qin Hua at that time. He witnessed with his own eyes the birth of many famous qin from Qin Hua's hands, and he also recorded a lot of inside information."

Having said this, Chen Guangling turned to his son and said, "Luo Xiang, go and bring the piano bed I use."

Upon hearing this, Chen Luoxiang immediately stood up and walked into the inner room. After a while, he brought a guqin bed and placed it in front of Wei Ran at his father's signal.

Chen Guangling cupped his hands and said, "Feel the weight of this piano I'm using."

When Wei Ran saw this, he wiped his hands on his clothes and carefully picked up the guqin on the table. However, to his surprise, compared to the other guqin he used, the one in his hand was much heavier.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After he put down the guqin in his hand, Chen Guangling said, "According to the book "Qin Hua" written by Mr. Yang Zongji, a generation master of qin studies.

, the so-called good piano, regardless of the difference in shape and style, its weight is often either extremely light or extremely heavy. This bed of Youquan falls exactly into the former category."

At this point, Chen Guangling changed the topic again, "Mr. Wei, I wonder if you can give me this Youquan bed? I am willing to pay 800,000 to buy it."

"Well... I'm sorry Mr. Chen, I have no idea of ​​selling it yet."

Wei Ran hesitated for a moment but then shook his head decisively. Firstly, he was not short of money. Secondly, he had been following Professor Alexei for so long. Although the national conditions of China and Maozi were different, when it came to cultural relics

The transaction remains unchanged.

As for the piano, it was not that he, a musical idiot, couldn't sell it. It was just that he didn't want to suffer a loss before he understood the market.

But he didn't expect that Chen Guangling, who was sitting opposite him, was more decisive than him. After learning that Wei Ran would not sell it, he decisively chose to give up. He just said with a look of regret, "Actually, I had guessed that you wouldn't sell it.

Yes, guqin is a rare thing that can only be found, and it is an opportunity for every luthier. If I could get this guqin, I would not be willing to sell it."

"Forehead..."

Wei Ran grinned secretly, it was hard for him to mention selling the piano at this time.

Chen Guangling obviously misunderstood the embarrassed look on Wei Ran's face. After apologizing, he said cautiously, "I wonder if I can play a song with it?"

"Yes, of course." Wei Ran was extremely happy this time. He could see that the Chen family and his son really liked Qin, and after all, Chen Luoxiang was Suisui's classmate, so he still wanted to save face.

given.

"It's a pity that this guqin uses steel strings." Chen Guangling muttered to himself, stood up, walked to the counter against the wall, opened a small drawer, and brought back a cotton bag.

After getting Wei Ran's approval again, Chen Guangling replaced the strings on the guqin, and then put the guqin into its case.

Seeing the surprised expressions on Wei Ran and Suisui's faces, Chen Guangling said with a smile, "Let's go upstairs. The environment upstairs is better."

Under the leadership of Chen Guangling and his son, Wei Ran and Suisui climbed the wooden stairs to the second floor of the musical instrument store.

Compared with the crowds on the first floor, the rooms on the second floor are indeed much more spacious. Apart from a few piano tables and soft futons, the only furnishings in Noda's room are a particularly simple-looking crane-shaped incense burner.

And some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

Following the example of Chen's father and son, they took off their shoes and put on disposable shoe covers on their feet. After the four of them entered the room, Chen Guangling placed the guqin on a piano table, then burned incense himself and went into the inner room.

I washed my hands carefully and put on a dusty pair of practice clothes.

When everything was ready, Chen Guangling took advantage of his son's time to make tea again and completed the preparations for tuning the Guqin with traditional silk strings on the bed.

When everything was ready, Chen Guangling raised his hand and gently plucked the strings. In the quiet room, the distant and simple sound of the piano and the familiar melody echoed repeatedly for a long time, and everyone's moods could not help but follow the melody of the piano.

It wasn't until the song ended and the last lingering sound completely dissipated that Chen Guangling sighed reluctantly, "Youquan is indeed worthy of its reputation."

"Mr. Chen was just talking about Guanglingsan?"

Wei Ran asked, "When we were in Volgograd, the girl in the wheelchair also played this piece on the same piano, but I don't know if it was because of the different strings.

This song gives Wei Ran a completely different feeling.

Chen Guangling nodded and sighed with nostalgia, "The name my father named me comes from this Guangling San. The best song I have played in my life is this Guangling San."

"Hearing this makes me want to learn the piano," Suisui couldn't help but admire.

"Don't talk about you, I want to learn from Mr. Chen." Wei Ran said in agreement. What he said is true. Ever since Teacher Dalia used this bed of guqin in exchange for two

After earning more than 10,000 US dollars, he has been self-taught.

"Whether it's Mr. Zhou or Mr. Wei, if you want to learn piano, you can come to me at any time." Chen Guangling said and looked at Wei Ran, "Mr. Wei, how about you come and talk about a song?"

"I?"

Wei Ran burst into laughter, "I'm going to stop playing tricks on my own, right? Now I've only learned more than half of the only thing I know, "Xian Weng Cao"."

Chen Guangling invited again, "Come and give it a try. The guqin is pleasing to the heart. You don't have to be too rigid about the music. As long as you bring your own feelings into it, it doesn't matter even if you make a mistake."

"Go, go, go!" Suisui, who was not too concerned about the fuss, shouted from the side.

Having rushed to talk, Wei Ran couldn't resist. He simply stood up and moved to Chen Guangling's position. He let out a long sigh, and then gently plucked the strings.

As the sound of the piano sounded again, combined with the surrounding environment and the scent of sandalwood that drifted into his nostrils from time to time, Wei Ran couldn't help but calm down and played most of the songs he knew without any distractions.

However, compared to Wei Ran who was playing the piano, Chen Guangling, who was sitting on the side, gradually frowned and looked at Wei Ran with an increasingly confused expression.

When the song ended, Wei Ran raised his head and immediately noticed the strange look in the other person's eyes when he looked at him.
To be continued...