The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Li Shimin was completely fascinated. It seems that Li Jing and his wife don't believe in Buddhism, right?

Come to the door to pick up a scripture, and the mares of various houses and prefectures will be able to darken their fetuses. Could it be that Cheng Sanlang still sent his son Guanyin to be reincarnated?

Or is this Frankish horse from the far west a black dragon horse? As long as you take a scripture, you can make a mare pregnant.

As soon as Li Ke saw his father's increasingly confused eyes and expressions, Li Ke, who had had the same reaction in the past, quickly coughed and reminded in a low voice. When he was young, Gu Taile, who really knew how to play the pipa with his back, held his old waist and couldn't help but ask.

"Dare to ask Cheng San Gongzi, where did you learn such exotic musical instruments?"

"What do you mean? Isn't it because this song has a hint of Western style, do you think this is an exotic musical instrument?"

Cheng Chubi was suddenly unhappy. I just named this thing Cheng's Pipa, so you are talking about exotic land with me.

Why, our old Cheng family can't have excellent musicians who can connect China and the West?

Cheng Sanlang, who was very upset, paused, and his fingers began to pluck the strings again...

This time, it's no longer the famous smokey voice song, but the melodious classical flavor "Dongfeng Po".

Two very different styles of music, the first and the last, flowed out from Cheng Chubi's fingertips and from this eccentric horizontal pipa.

This time, Gu Taile was completely convinced, and quickly apologized to Cheng Saburo.

Cheng Sablang, who had just acquired the hand-made musical instrument, naturally couldn't make it difficult for Gu Taile, after humming a few words.

He happily took the silk bag specially made by Master Luo, put this Cheng's pipa in it, and got up and said goodbye.

Gu Taile finally couldn't bear it as he walked out swayingly. "Young Master Cheng, Gu has a ruthless feeling..."

In a very good mood, Cheng Chubi carried the heavy silk bag for a while and looked at Gu Taile...

"If Gu Taile has anything to do, just speak up. If Cheng can be of help, he won't delay."

"This kind of horizontal play, um, Cheng's pipa, can I imitate some of the music department?"

Hearing this request, Cheng Chubi certainly couldn't refuse, after all, this thing was called Cheng's Pipa.

Being able to spread and promote it is quite beneficial to the reputation of the old Cheng family.

After all, Chang'an is full of impressions of the Cheng family, hehe... You can understand just by looking at the things that the people of Chang'an put on the gate to exorcise evil spirits during the Chinese New Year.

Well, no need to say it, just get it done. Even the sales of Uncle Yuchi and Uncle Qin are still far behind the sales of "Cheng's Household Exorcism".

A few years ago, the talented Cheng Sablang relied on his own literary talent to slightly reverse the vulgar impression of the Chang'an people on the old Cheng family.

However, in the past few years, as he was far away in Luzhou, the reputation of the old Cheng family's poetry and book heirlooms fell to the bottom again.

Anyway, through the musical instruments, it proves that the old Cheng family not only has literary talent, but also has musical attainments, although it is not enough to change everyone's perception of the notorious Cheng family.

But at any rate, it also let the people of Chang'an know that the old Cheng family with extraordinary force not only has literary skills, but also artistic skills.

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"Brother Chubi, is it complicated to learn this stuff?"

"How complicated can this be? This thing is very simple. The important thing is that you can play and sing whenever and wherever you want."

Cheng Chubi patted the silk bag hanging from the horse's neck, his face full of pride.

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"I put a shoulder strap back on it and slung it over my shoulder, so I can play it even when I'm on a horse."

"Why, brother, do you want to learn too?"

"No, no, brother Chubi, you should teach Brother Jun first, the serious thing is important." Li Ke subconsciously refused to take the kindness of brother Chubi.

No way, once this thick-skinned and full of eyes and mind Cheng Sanlang smiled, Li Ke felt heart palpitations, and always felt that Brother Chubi was trying to plot against him.

Cheng Chubi followed Li Ke, first went to find a skilled musician, and carefully opened a sound hole for one of Cheng's pipas.

Fortunately, the musician was very professional, and Cheng Sanlang said that he would drive as much as he wanted, as long as he had enough money.

After a sound hole that just fit into his fist was opened, Cheng Chubi plucked the strings again, the resonance and echo from the sound belly.

Sure enough, it gave this Cheng's pipa a brand-new tone. Apart from being amazed, Li Ke didn't know what language to use to express it.

One is open, and the other Cheng Chubi is not going to open the sound hole. After all, Master Luo's skill has indeed given this kind of sound holeless Cheng's pipa a new tone.

Especially when the time comes, when Brother Jun, a novice guitar player, will open a hole and not open a hole, the effect will be matched.

I'm afraid it is no worse than the effect of playing with an electric guitar and an acoustic guitar.

The sound hole was opened, and by the way, the shoulder straps were installed on the heavy ebony Cheng's pipa.

When I think of how hard I have managed to make a good baby from the hands of a national master of craftsmanship.

Master Luo made these two for himself because of human affection, and Cheng Chubi was naturally unwilling to give Fang Jun a treasure made of this precious material.

Well, the main reason is that I think this thing is a bit of a waste of money to give to Fang Jun, so I might as well keep it for myself and play with it day and night.

It is said that sandalwood is a good material for writing and playing. If you rub it frequently, the more you rub it, the more beautiful it will be.

Thinking of this, Cheng Chubi simply asked the musician to take a closer look at the Cheng's pipa and draw it according to the pattern.

Then spend money like land to order ten Cheng's pipa, and then just pick one from here and give it to Fang Jun.

As for Li Ke, this cheeky one, he had already asked for two of them, and said that one would be gone if he was afraid of breaking it.

Cheng Chubi had long been insensitive to the behavior of His Royal Highness King Wu, who thought about exchanging all his loincloths for money.

Forget it, UU reading www.uukanshu. If he loves to occupy the com, he will let him occupy more. Anyway, he often has to take this King Wu to the top of the tank, which can be regarded as an alternative compensation for his body and mind.

Of course, His Majesty the Emperor Taishang, who did not talk about martial arts but was very good at playing musical instruments, also gave him one.

The rest, um, will give you a hand if you have the right eye, anyway, I have a lot of friends.

Sending more points out can also help to promote Cheng's Pipa, by the way, especially the Xiongtai who likes waves in waves.

I don't know if he can play the plucked musical instrument, if he has disheveled hair and stubble, looking at Yuanyan with a melancholy gaze.

Holding a sword in one hand, and carrying a Cheng's pipa on his back, he travels the world, tsk tsk... If you play the song "Wolf of the North" on the vast Gobi Desert in the northwest, it will be perfect.

Then he found someone to order a leather piano case, and then he and Li Ke rushed towards the house together.

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The steward of the house saw Cheng Sanlang and Li Ke, the demon moth duo, rushing to the door again.