I became a saint with idle books

As the head of the Qinglou, Liu Jingzhuang, who has left a thousand good sentences for Linglong Lou, is like a figure like the owner of Linglong Lou. From the moment you step into the Linglong Building, you receive the highest standard of reception. But all the girls with some names apologized to the guests and ran to salute in front of Liu Jingzhuang. If Liu Jingzhuang told them to stay for a while, they would naturally not go back, and if Liu Jingzhuang did not speak, they could only leave a jinpa and leave sadly.

Qinglou rules, if you find Qinglou Xiao and say that you want to return Jinpa, naturally the two will start to give each other privately.

Worldly mind, but just between one free and one return.

But strangely, those guests did not care, and also bowed towards Liu Jingzhuang.

“I’ve seen Word Saint! ”

“I’ve seen Liu Daru! ”

“I’ve seen Mr. Liu Qi! ”

“I’ve seen Brother Liu! ”

Greetings to Liu Jingzhuang are varied.

This is visiting the green building, it feels like an inspection!

Qinglou Da Ru, terrifying!

Chen Luoming was also considered handsome, and at this time he was completely covered by the light of Liu Jingzhuang, following behind him, completely unnoticed.

……

“Bad, my daddy is here! ”

Liu Mengrui, who was eating pastries against the window on the second floor, choked and quickly flashed into the house. Cheng Diefei, who was preparing sweet brew, was shocked, his hand shook, and the koji was poured more, and the whole room was overflowing with wine aroma in an instant.

“What to do, what to do? Are you here to arrest us? Cheng Diefei looked terrified.

Liu Mengrui patted her chest and swallowed the choking pastry before waving her hand: “No, he came to play by himself.” Let’s not go near the window, and after listening to the song, we slip through the back door. Don’t worry, it’ll be fine. ”

Cheng Diefei looked at Liu Mengrui with some apprehension, but there was no other way, he could only nod, but he was not in the mood to continue to make sweet brew, so he could only take out the “Great Elector’s Newspaper” he carried with him from his sleeve and read it again.

……

“Liu Ci Sheng, Liu Zi Sheng…” The maid led Liu Jingzhuang and Chen Luo into the private room on the second floor, and a bustard mother wearing gold and silver hurriedly ran over, “Liu Ci Sheng, help!” ”

Seeing the bustard mother, Liu Jingzhuang was about to introduce Chen Luo for her, but when she heard the “help” words in the bustard mother’s mouth, she frowned slightly: “Han Sanniang, what is so serious?” After speaking, he also said to Chen Luo, “Brother Xian, this is the grand proprietor of Linglong Building, Han Sanniang. Sanniang, this is my brother Chen Xian. ”

Han Sanniang glanced at Chen Luo, and saw that it was a little Langjun who was about twenty years old, only as a son of a prince, and casually blessed, and said to Liu Jingzhuang: “Hey, speaking of which, today was originally the day of my Linglong Lou’s great joy.” A few days ago, Luo everyone’s new work “Flying Bird Song” was completed, and my Linglong Building won the bid in one fell swoop in the buying of Zhongjing Zhongqing Lou, and invited everyone Luo to come to my Linglong Building to sing for the first time…”

“You godly woman! Liu Jingzhuang pointed at Han Sanniang and scolded with a smile, “Such a good thing, you didn’t even notify me!” ”

Immediately, Liu Jingzhuang turned his head and explained to Chen Luo: “This Luo family, named Luo Hua Nu, was born of fornication between the music trick and the piano master in the palace. Born with a sense of music, the sound is like a yellow warbler, the dance is like a flying swallow, and the blowing, playing and singing are all perfect. At the age of fourteen, a song “Falling Flowers” entered Confucianism with a song, and now it has only been ten years, and he has become the master of songs, so he is called Luo Da. ”

Chen Luo’s heart moved: “Genius music girl? ”

In his previous life, Chen Luo’s grandmother was an actor in the county town Kunqu Opera Troupe, and she was also the most popular Tsing Yi Zhengdan. Therefore, for those who can sing, Chen Luo felt cordial in his heart for no reason.

“Oh, my word Saint Xianggong…” Han Sanniang saw that Liu Jingzhuang and Chen Luo were chatting warmly, and interrupted Liu Jingzhuang half-coquettishly and half-strangely, “You listen to the old woman finish talking.” ”

“Good, good, good! Liu Jingzhuang has never had any big Confucian shelves, and quickly nodded, “This is obviously a good thing, why do you have to save your life?” You say…”

Han Sanniang sighed heavily: “The people from the Fuji Club are also here…”

Liu Jingzhuang was stunned when he heard this, and then helplessly supported his forehead: “This is difficult.” ”

Han Sanniang showed a pleading look on her face: “Your old man is a holy hand in the altar of words, highly respected, in case there is disagreement in the future, you can also look forward to changing your words.” If I really let everyone Luo sing this time, my reputation in Linglong Building will be a fierce wind blowing autumn leaves – all gone! ”

“This… The old man did his best. Liu Jingzhuang smiled bitterly.

Seeing this, Han Sanniang knew that this was also the limit of Liu Jingzhuang’s promise, and it was another blessing, so she slowly withdrew from the room.

At this time, Chen Luocai looked foxy and asked: “Brother Liu, what kind of organization is the Fuji Society?” Why do you and Han Sanniang look like great enemies? ”

Liu Jingzhuang poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip, only then sighed: “It’s a long story…”

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“Brother Qian, today’s Luo Qiang’s new work “Flying Bird Song”, I must refute it, I hope Brother Qian will not pity Xiang Xiang Yu at that time!” ”

“Brother Tang, am I Qian Erkang such an impatient person? Even if Luo Hongnu is brilliant, in the face of the big right and wrong of the songwriter, how can I have mercy? ”

“That’s exactly what Brother Erkang said. The style of writing is declining, people’s hearts are not ancient, I wait for poetry and honorifics, and the way is right. Country slang songs, how worthy of the hall of elegance! Luo Zheng must be taken! ”

“Well, after today’s battle, Linglong Lou can’t stay any longer. I’ll go to Chuan Shangupstairs later, as soon as it should be spent, I have a dry bag! ”

“Brother Zhao Wen is arrogant, come and come, drink this full cup!” ”

……

Private room on the second floor.

“Songwriting discernment? Chen Luo was puzzled.

Liu Jingzhuang nodded and explained, “Brother Xian, listen to me in detail. The poetry style of the previous dynasty was at its peak, and in the current dynasty, the style of words rose again. The so-called word is a different body of poetry, also known as song lyrics. Different word cards have provisions on the total number of sentences, the number of sentences, the number of words per sentence, and the flat, and need to be combined with the word card. ”

“So, lyrics are also called filling in words by rhyme! ”

“However, the song is different, although the song also has a song, but can use the serif. The word card determines the number of words in each sentence, but the song card can be added or subtracted at will according to the author’s wishes, which is undoubtedly much freer. ”

“Secondly, the words rhyme differently than the song. Qu can be flat, can be rhymed, and words are not either. ”

“Finally, words are mostly elegant, while songs can be used in colloquialisms. For example, you and me, this box, that box…”

And because both are singing songs, the literary world has a distinction between lyrics and songs, which is actually a dispute between elegant and vulgar. ”

“The compound word society, which is a staunch adherent of Yaji, regards vulgar music as heretical. Therefore, Han Sanniang had such a headache. ”

“Can’t you just drive them away? Chen Luo asked.

Liu Jingzhuang shook his head slightly: “This is a dispute in the literary world, why should it be violent?” Isn’t it a reality! ”

“What about you? Chen Luo continued to ask, “Is Big Brother Liu standing in the lyric party or the qu party?” ”

Liu Jingzhuang was slightly stunned, smiled lightly, and said: “If it had been twenty years ago, I would have been the backbone of the Fuji Club. It’s just that today, I myself tend to me. ”

“After all, words can be lyrical and scenery, but they can’t remember. Qu can do all three. ”

“The tone of the word should be sad rather than happy, the song should not be harmonious, and the song can be both. ”

“At the end of the day, the songwriting is not a hatred, it is a brother. But for the elegant and vulgar dispute, it is not in line with the old man’s wishes. ”

Chen Luo nodded slightly, listening to Liu Jingzhuang say this, it was similar to Song Ci and Yuan Qu.

But the distinction between songwriting and music equals the dispute between the elegant and the vulgar?

Whoever says that the song is not elegant!

“Dead vines, old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water…”

“The peaks are like gathering, the waves are like fury, the mountains and rivers are on the surface of Tongguan Road…” A nostalgic song with a strong ancient color and a somber meaning.

Wait a minute!

Chen Luo’s brain was shocked, in this world, all the songs did seem to remain in the stage of vulgar songs.

Truly artistic achievements are rare.

“This wave…”

Chen Luo was thinking about the matter of electrification, the drums outside the private room were beating, Luo Hongnu was about to appear…