Walking down the river bank, Chai Xin came down from a small boat by the river, followed by a middle-aged woman and a girl in her early teens.

When he arrived in front of Du Zhongxiao, Chai Xin sang with his hands and said, "Officials, the one who just played the piano was the little maid on this boat."

Du Zhongxiao looked at the woman who was about forty years old and had good care. Although her clothes were not luxurious, they were very decent. The little girl behind her was only about ten years old, she was a little thin and very pretty, and looked a little cringed.

The woman stepped forward and saluted, "It's late at night, I disturbed the officials, but I hope he can't let me go."

Du Zhongxiao hurriedly said, "Where is the madam? The sound of the piano just now is like the sound of nature. This song is only available in heaven, but how many times can I hear it in the world? Forgive me, I am ignorant and do not understand the rhythm, and I don't know what song I play?"

The woman said, "I don't know the name of this song when I was in Yangzhou. It was taught by a Taoist priest. He didn't know where he learned it. Because it was good, I remembered it. The boat was moored here tonight, and on a whim, he taught his daughter to play it."

Du Zhongxiao was surprised and looked at the weak little girl and said, "So this song was not played by the wife? Judging from your daughter's young age, I don't expect that she could play such a nice song! I really didn't expect it."

The woman said, "I was a silly concubine, Qu Wuniang, was originally singing in Yangzhou. Five years ago, the girl's parents died. I saw that she was pitiful and was raised by her daughter. Now she is eleven years old and named Xiaoqing. Xiaoqing is very talented in music theory. No matter what kind of music, she will be able to teach her. A few months ago, she offended a Huada official in Yangzhou City and couldn't stay there. I heard that Tokyo City is the most prosperous place in the world, so I hired a boat to find food and clothing. When the water is shallow, I couldn't move, so I had to slowly find someone to pull the fiber."

Du Zhongxiao nodded. He saw that Qu Wuniang was not a big family, but she turned out to be a singer. With Xiaoqing's piano skills, she would be indispensable for food and clothing everywhere. However, it was not easy to make a living in a brothel and tiles. All kinds of monsters and monsters accidentally offended people. They were two women, one old and one young, and as long as there were people in their lives, they would never stay again.

After thinking about it, Du Zhongxiao said, "I am the procurator of this prefecture. I live in the inspection village there because I supervise the water transportation of the Bian River. You have worked hard on the boat and have many inconveniences. Why not stay in my place for a while. When I have free time, I will make up the money for you."

Seeing that Du Zhongxiao's entourage was wearing public uniforms, Qu Wuniang knew that the inspection camp was there, and hurriedly thanked: "I'm upsetting the officials."

Seeing that it was getting late, Du Zhongxiao asked Chai Xin to help Qu Wuniang hold the salute, and gave instructions to the boatman to go ashore together.

When I returned to the inspection camp, it was too late, Du Zhongxiao said: "It is difficult to find a suitable place to stay at night, so it is better to go to my place and stay in the guest room."

Qu Wuniang was born in the world of singing and singing, and she had nothing to say, so she followed Du Zhongxiao's residence all the way.

Because Tan Erniang looked too scary during the day, Han Yueniang knew her husband's temper and was afraid that he would not be able to let go, so she still didn't fall asleep. Hearing a movement, he hurried out of the room and said, "Dalang, are you back?"

Du Zhongxiao agreed, and led Qu Wuniang and Xiaoqing forward and said to Han Yueniang: "I just arrived at the bank of the Bian River and happened to hear them playing the piano. It sounded very nice. Because the boat was cramped, it was good to let them and my daughter live here for a few days. It would be nice to listen to some songs when I was free."

Qu Wu Niang was smart and hurriedly took Xiaoqing's hand and bowed to Han Yueniang: "Disturbate Madam. This is my daughter Xiaoqing, who is very good at playing the piano. I just played a song bored just now, and I don't want the officials to show their love."

Seeing that Xiaoqing was well-behaved, Han Yueniang heard that she was playing the piano well, so she stepped forward and held her hands and said, "A child like this is actually playing the piano well, why is it so rare!" While saying that, she took off a hairpin and inserted it on Xiaoqing's head.

Qu Wuniang hurriedly pulled Xiaoqing to thank him.

Han Yueniang said, "What's worth it! I'm so angry that I live alone here. If you play a song and talk to me, it's like you have nothing to do. Even if you live here, just tell me what you want."

The two of them thanked each other very much, and Han Yueniang's female envoy led them to the guest room to settle down.

After the two left, Han Yueniang said to Du Zhongxiao: "I never heard that Dalang likes to listen to music, why did he change his temper today?"

Du Zhongxiao smiled and said, "I don't know why, when I heard this song by the river, I was so immersed in my heart and forgot myself. No matter what song I listened to before, I never felt this way. Because it was strange, it attracted them and their mother and daughter to come and listen to it in their spare time."

Han Yueniang also felt happy: "This is a good thing. Dalang is busy with official business, so he can listen to a song to relax, as if he is bored alone. That's because they play well. If they are interested in learning, I will learn it too."

Du Zhongxiao smiled and shook his head, and walked towards the room without saying a word. Because he was born in a small family, Han Yueniang only recognized a few words since childhood, and could not recognize one or two enlightenment books. Except for the good girl-red, she could not practice every word, and could not write sentences when she learned poetry, and what could she learn to learn piano?

When he got to the bed, Han Yueniang fell asleep, and Du Zhongxiao was thinking about his worries alone. The song Xiaoqing played just now seemed to echo in his ears and linger. This was something that had never happened before, which surprised Du Zhongxiao.

Xiaoqing played to the end just now, and Du Zhongxiao naturally recited a few sentences from "The Book of Songs, Shuli", which was an experience he had never had before. After reading the book for so long, he now knew that classics could be learned in this way. Poetry can be sung, but how to sing it, the tune of ancient poems has long been lost, and in this era only a small number of Tang poems have been circulated with melodies, such as "Yu Lou Chun" and other lyrics, which are actually some of the singing methods of regulated poems.

When ancient people learned poetry, they might be singing it in this way, rather than shaking their heads and reading it aloud. I remembered some programs in previous lives that showed traditional culture, made a bunch of children wear ancient costumes seriously, and shaking their heads and memorized them, which made people feel embarrassed. As long as you know that poetry is a kind of song, you will know that the poems of the ancients must not be the way to read them. According to Du Zhongxiao's feeling just now, ancient poetry may be somewhat similar to those in religious singing, with its own artistic conception and rhythm, and is a special song. Even in a special environment, listening to special music, you will naturally sing these classics.

The six Confucian arts, poetry, books, rituals, music, rituals, and spring and autumn, the music here is probably different from the songs of later generations, and is also different from the simple musical instrumental performance, but is closely linked to poetry and books. Poetry and music are combined to achieve a kind of communication between the soul.

In this era, music is still closely related to etiquette, and even combined with weights and measures. For example, bells are musical instruments and measuring instruments.

With this special feeling, Du Zhongxiao's thoughts suddenly became clear. He has always had a problem with how to combine his knowledge in his previous life with this era. The knowledge in his previous life is like oil, and the real cultural environment of this era is like water. Water and oil cannot blend, which makes Du Zhongxiao's thoughts very confused. With the combination of poetry and joy, everything is mixed and many thoughts are intertwined.
Chapter completed!