In the countryside, inside the mansion, in front of the screen wall, Zhong Tu looked at the girl standing in front of him with a red face, as if he was drunk.

This is really just a girl. She looks about fourteen or fifteen years old. She has simple makeup and is youthful and beautiful.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, men were crowned at the age of twenty, and women could get married at the age of fifteen. Considering the way the ancients calculated age, the actual age should be younger. Girls of marriageable age in the Spring and Autumn Period, to modern people,

, they are all big luoli who started in three years.

Zhongtu also looks good. He shaved his beard specially today. He is a clean young man.

He looked at the bride, feeling a little confused.

Am I getting married today?

This woman is my bride?

How strange.

Next to him, Gu Xiaobai stood there holding a flute, watching quietly.

Zhong Tu is Gu Xiaobai’s first friend to get married, and this is also his first time to attend his friend’s wedding.

Zhong Tu is actually about the same age as Gu Xiaobai's classmates, so Gu Xiaobai feels as if he suddenly attended his classmate's wedding.

This feeling is very strange.

Probably "Oh, Ertu'er is already married...but I'm still single, I'm so jealous."

"The world is so unfair, let's burn this guy to death!" This kind of thing.

Jealousy made Gu Xiaobai look ugly. He really wanted to call the police: "Wai! Uncle police? Quickly arrest this second rabbit who bullies a young girl!"

When I reached out to touch my phone, I realized that I was in ancient times.

Oh, I'm not happy! Uncle policeman, why weren't you there when I needed you?

Today he is regarded as the man's guest. Looking at the wedding from this perspective, it has a different feeling.

For Gu Xiaobai, finding the little moth and knowing that she was safe was already very satisfying. He put down a big stone in his heart and began to let himself go again. He looked at Zhongtu and the bride, being pulled by the emcee, as if

The puppet usually performed complicated rituals and was very curious. He kept asking Baigan questions.

The blind musician next to him listened attentively to the noisy scene and said with a smile: "Little moth will be able to get married next year..."

The little moth turned around and gouged out the blind uncle, and whispered: "How can there be... I don't..."

The blind uncle was blind and couldn't see at all, but he knew the expression of the little moth without looking. He smiled like an old turtle who had stolen a bird's egg.

The little moth poked him out again, raised his head secretly, and looked at Gu Xiaobai who was as curious as a baby in front of him, and his face suddenly turned red.

Fortunately, Brother Xiaobai didn't hear it.

I don’t want to get married, bah!

What’s so good about getting married?

As time passed, according to the procedure, the musician came on the stage. Zhong Tu’s father respectfully saluted Gu Xiaobai: “Please give me a call, Teacher Bai.”

Gu Xiaobai nodded, greeted Xiao Mozi and the blind uncle, raised his hands, and put the flute to his lips.

Behind him, the blind uncle was already beating the two drums in front of him.

This is a pair of drums made of the skin of the belly of the dragon.

The so-called falcon refers to the alligator. Although the alligator has hard scales, the skin on its abdomen, if it is well-tanned, is extremely soft and tough, and is the finest leather.

Alligators are more common in the south than in the north. In addition, their scales are hard and their weapons are crude. Alligators are mostly found in water, so hunting is difficult.

Even though there were many alligators in ancient times and they were far from rare animals, the skin of alligators was still luxurious.

The width of the belly leather needed for the drum must be provided by an adult predator. Therefore, the drum was often paired with a special chime, and could only be enjoyed by people in the court.

I really don’t know how such a naked Gu musician owned such a pair of drums.

This feeling is probably as weird as having a Steinway triangle placed in a poor family's home.

It can be seen that the blind uncle cherishes this drum very much. Every piece of shell decoration on it has been wiped spotlessly. The drum piers under the two drums are not painted, but the workmanship is very fine and they are shiny when rubbed.

He himself was not fully clothed, but he would wrap the pair of drums with a piece of clean Gebu and carry them on his back, never leaving them when walking.

Of the two drums, one is tall and thin and produces a loud sound, and is a male drum; the other is short and fat, and produces a low-pitched sound, and is a female drum.

Today's tunes are cheerful, so he often uses male drums. His hands are on the male drum, clapping, touching, or cutting. His palms and the drum surface are separated as soon as they touch, and he beats out beats with rich pitch changes and rhythmic patterns.

, move - times - times, move times - times - times...

The rhythm of ancient Chinese music is called "banyan", which is probably the origin of the word "yibanyan".

The board is a heavy beat, and the eye is a light beat. In other words, if "Yiban Yiyan" is a song, it must be in 2/4 time.

The rhythm of the blind uncle is "one plate and two eyes", which is the triple time of 3/4.

His body swayed slightly with the rhythm, and his neck moved little by little, like an old turtle dancing around.

Sure enough, to master the rhythm, use your brain instead of your body!

Listening to the blind uncle's drumming, Gu Xiaobai couldn't help but sigh, this rhythm is so beautiful!

Much more stable than the black bear drummer on stage!

In the midst of that steady rhythm, the blind uncle would touch the female drum next to him like lightning, and with a bang, he would lay out a beautiful bass tone.

Two sections of male drum and one section of female drum are divided into another kind of weight. No, this is not three beats, this is 6/8 time!

The rhythmic sound of the drums filled the scene. With just two drums, the tricks they played were not inferior to the drum set of the black bear drummer.

Gu Xiaobai was also very impressed. It turned out that in this era, there were already outstanding musicians with such attainments.

No wonder the blind uncle owns such a good pair of drums. He is really a foodie. He must have invested all his belongings in it.

Amidst the steady sound of drums, Gu Xiaobai raised his flute.

"Li..." A clear and cheerful flute sounded, with a stable eighty-sixth beat, which was just right for Gu Xiaobai's three-tone sound, shaking his head and head, so cheerful.

After the sound of drums and flutes, the sound of a small moth began.

"As soon as I am in touch with you, I will listen to my ears as if they are plain, and I will pay attention to them as beautiful flowers;"

"My husband is waiting in front of the screen wall, with the white ribbon hanging from his crown beside his ears, and the jade pendant shaking my heart." (Note)

"The Book of Songs·Qifeng·Zhu"!

Xiao Mozi's singing style today is completely different from the explosive high-pitched voice in the past.

The pressure of her voice was still very high and spread throughout the audience, but it was controlled in an extremely soft and graceful manner.

This song praises the groom entirely from the bride’s perspective.

Its emotions are not as strong as those in "Yan Yan", but gentle and reserved, revealing a sense of shyness and confusion.

The so-called space is the space between the main entrance and the shadow wall. When the bride steps into this space, it is equivalent to entering the groom's home.

What will happen in the future? Will her husband's family be kind to her? What kind of person is the husband she has entrusted to her for life?

The bride was very nervous, so she raised her head and saw her future husband leading the way respectfully. She couldn't see his face clearly, and could only see his handsome back, the silk ribbon around his ears, and the beautiful jade embellished underneath. , for a moment, I was feeling uneasy and expecting at the same time.

The melody of "Zhu" is simple and plain, but Xiao Mozi sang such a song gracefully and perfectly.

Especially the bilingual word "Huer" at the end changes every sentence and progresses layer by layer.

Three simple sentences, but they seem to shake people's hearts.

Gu Xiaobai was so mesmerized that he almost forgot to play the flute.

Gu Xiaobai asked himself that after the "Bai's Singing" evolved, his range and timbre control should have surpassed Xiao Mozi's, but this sense of language, this processing of phrases, this delicate emotion...

Sure enough, this is my little moth.

(Note: This is still Uncle Ha’s free translation, please don’t use it to fool the Chinese teacher!)
Chapter completed!