Chapter 103 The prince is a painter

Lu Zishu obviously appreciates Ji Guangli's achievements. This has indeed changed the five-tone pattern and turned into a seven-tone pattern. It is not easy to boldly innovate the recording method of the music score. However, it cannot be turned into rhymes, so it has to be calculated again.

Lu Ziqing saw them writing some ghost-like music scores there and doing intense discussions, so he could only roll his eyes. The music scores of Dazhou are actually quite profound. Under each character, one or two or three, one word of the ordinary people.

I can't even understand. Yes, I am that ordinary person.

Lu Zishu picked up the harp again and played the corresponding scale for Ji Guangli, showing off his experience in the past two days. Ji Guangli was so intoxicated that he was about to melt.

"The strange sound is so beautiful." Ji Guangli melted, "It's even more different from the instruments of Dashi. The final tail sound is so long. They are indeed not equal gain."

"I was also surprised." Lu Zishu said, and the deeper the conversation with Ji Guangli.

"Add these two semitones, if we change some music scores... try "Lingxiao Yin"."

Lu Ziqing rolled his eyes and said, "I'm really mean, I actually helped you to make the strings."

At this time, someone knocked on the door again. The prince came and was very thick-skinned. He came in directly: "Oh, uncle, you are studying music! You guys are talking, I want to learn too."

Lu Zishu had to get up and welcome him. Lu Ziqing muttered, look, the jackal has not left yet, and tigers and leopards are coming again.

Prince: "What did Dugu Baiyi say?"

"Oh, Prince, hello."

Ji Guangli glanced at the prince, pretending that this person did not exist, and continued to study the feasibility of this recording method with Lu Zishu.

""Lingxiao Yin" is actually not suitable..."

"You will know if you play this piano, it feels very different."

"What are you busy with?" asked the prince.

Lu Zishu replied: "If we want to change the five tones to seven tones, we need to calculate one-twelve to one-seventh to how to rearrange the rules after converting one-seventh. I don't understand arithmetic, and His Highness Guangli is helping me calculate."

The prince felt a chill in his heart and didn't understand.

Ji Guangli didn't raise his head and said, "After Le Shen Kang's death a thousand years ago, there was a music score left, but no one could play Le Shen Kang's tune again, so it was considered to be lost. But later everyone discovered that Le Shen Kang's skills were

Too extraordinary to become a saint, he broke the equal ratio, proposed the idea of ​​superimposing musical notes and put it into skills. So everyone began to summarize and calculate the music for thousands of years, hoping to crack the mystery. The current conclusion is that the tune is

The more you meet a certain ratio during the repetition, the better it sounds."

"The difficulty we are facing now is that the seventh tone cannot correspond to the twelve laws, because one-seventh cannot be divided, so that all laws must be rearranged. Although we have estimated that the scales that want to increase the density are roughly

The position, but nearly a quarter and a half, it is not an integer. We barely count it as a semitone, so we can turn it backwards. This is a problem. It is a stacked calculation..."

Lu Ziqing and the prince circulated Ji Guangli's densely written small notebooks together, and Lu Ziqing was confused on the spot.

Sorry, Prince, you are in the middle of the journey to the secret realm and you actually calculated the equation to the seventh power at the center of the secret realm. The result you calculated mentally is about a thousand years earlier than the result calculated by the Earthlings! You even calculated this

The incremental rate of the scale curve should be about 1.4, a great intellectual! If I were an immortal master of Qilin Academy, I would definitely beat you to death without hesitation!

Zhao Jieyi looked proudly at the dull look of the prince and Lu Ziqing's faces. You two vulgar people don't understand at all, right? Just this is said to be able to help Senior Sister Lu compose a song?

The prince slapped Lu Ziqing on the shoulder sinisterly, do you know why I patted you on the shoulder? He said, "Dugu Bai, it turns out that you don't know the rhythm either! Haha, I know nothing..."

Lu Ziqing rolled his eyes. Honesty is a virtue, but being as honest as you is called shameless.

"I'm sorry, I think I may not be the same as you guys."

Lu Ziqing picked up a drum on the ground and the pan flute. I can do this because it is simple enough.

"I don't understand rhythm or arithmetic. You can study it slowly. I'm going to start playing." Lu Ziqing blew twice and looked for the feeling.

Let’s first get some edelixir and learn the harmonica lesson in junior high school.

The beautiful seminar of Lu Zishu and Ji Guangli came to an abrupt end, and they immediately grabbed the pen and started recording. The tune was very beautiful and the music score was simple. You can use this new method that Ji Guangli wanted to break his head and invent. Although it was not accurate, it could be

Make a try.

"It's true that there is something wonderful..." Ji Guangli discovered that the more strange sounds, there was less charm, but the more soft and spiritual it became. There was no such music in the Great Zhou Dynasty before.

Lu Zi gave him a clean look and didn't let you speak, you were only responsible for the calculation.

Let’s have another song about painting!

There is no way, the first music class is to learn this, the simplest enlightenment song.

This tune is very cheerful, and it is even more impossible for Dazhou to have such a style of songs. This tune is a magical sound that is very playful, making Lu Zishu and Ji Guangli lit up their eyes and suddenly felt a new door open. The two were in a hurry.

On the paper, Lu Zishu shouted: "You play it twice, this song is very interesting."

It seems that listening more will make you inspire.

Lu Ziqing wrote a note for the prince. The prince was idle, so why not try to sing a few lines?

The rhythm is very easy to master, so simple that it cannot be simpler. With the cleverness of the prince, he immediately held up the note and sang: "I am a painter, and I have strong ability to paint--!"

Zhao Jieyi was stunned. What was the prince singing?

The prince's deep internal strength suddenly broke the defense, and I felt very ashamed. Dugu Bai must have done it on purpose! The prince's murderous aura is undercurrent. Dugu Bai, you dare to mess with me? My grand prince of Zhou is singing a painting maker here...

"Hey?" Lu Zishu was very surprised. The tune was facing the seven tones, which seemed to fit the rhythm very well.

Ji Guangli immediately realized the wonderfulness of the lyrics. This melody is very strong and you can sing it as long as you recite it casually according to the tune.

Ji Guangli slapped his thigh: "It's amazing."

The prince wants to get angry, my mother.

Lu Zishu asked: "Can you sing it again with your senior brother?"

The prince immediately smiled and his anger disappeared. He cleared his throat, corrected his posture, took a deep breath, pronounced from his lungs: "I am a painter, and I have strong ability to paint--! I want to brush that new house,

Very beautiful—!"

When Lu Zishu heard this, he started the beat with his fingers seriously. That's right! Five, 3, 3, 3, 2, 4, 3, 2, 3, 2, 3, 2, 3, 2, 3, 2, 3, 2, 2, 3, 2, 2, 3, 2, 2, 3, 2, 2, 3, 2, 2, 3, 2, 2, 3,

The prince is overjoyed, I can sing for you all day!

Lu Ziqing directly beat an African drum with his palm. Just be happy. I'll give myself a night in Lijiang.

When the drum beats were all the time, everyone widened their eyes and looked at Lu Ziqing who directly tapped the drum sold to Lu Zishu by Hu Shang. Is it not necessary to use drumsticks? The drum beats are so dense and the rhythm is so good!

Lu Ziqing hummed while knocking, sometimes hitting the drum surface, sometimes hitting the edge, shaking his head and enjoying himself. After listening for a while, several people were shaking unconsciously, and their hands and feet couldn't help but want to follow the rhythm.

Move.

Ji Guangli said in surprise: "What kind of drum is this? Is it not necessary to use drumsticks?"

"Kunlun Nu's hand drums don't use drumsticks at all." Lu Ziqing said, "But the song is not. I just beat it randomly, and I'll be happy when I get excited. This is the music I like, if you like to listen, if you like it,

Listen, I don’t like to listen to myself. How do you write music scores? I don’t care.”

"You are indeed a genius."

Lu Zishu praised intimately, "It sounds so nice to beat randomly, what is this genius?" This hand drum is really fun and interesting.

Lu Ziqing said shamelessly: "I was thinking that I might be the reincarnation of Le Shenkang."

"Tsk-!" was despised by everyone, including Lu Zishu.

Zhao Jieyi also looked over with surprise, and never expected that Dugu Bai was so knowledgeable and knowledgeable! Beihai Dugu Fort, I have never heard of it before. Could it be that it is really a wealthy family that is hidden?

The prince said in surprise: "Kunlun slaves also have musical instruments?"

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, Kunlun means black, Kunlun slaves are black slaves, most of them are Nanyang people from Borneo. But the best Kunlun slaves have to be great cannibals from Mambasa, and the wooden bones are tied far away from the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The real black people caught where people have been. The skin of this Kunlun slave is as dark as coal, and the hair is curled like a felt, and some are stronger than the Northern Man. Kunlun slaves are very popular among the nobles because of their strength

Very big and obedient.

"Why didn't there?" Lu Ziqing said leisurely while playing drums, "Hand drums are not just musical instruments, they also inherit the traditions, thoughts, art, history and everything that can be passed down from Kunlun slaves."

The prince snorted, no wonder it sounded so vulgar.

Ji Guangli felt that Lu Ziqing's words made a different point, and immediately looked at the other instruments in the room, with different eyes.

Looking at Dugu Bai again, he suddenly felt that this person was a little threat to him. He had learned that this person was a child with Lu Zishu before, but he didn't care at all, because Dugu Bai's appearance was mediocre, and he could even be said to be ugly. He was as handsome as himself.

There is no comparison. But now I suddenly realized that this person is so versatile, especially Lu Zishu likes music, so this person can use foreign musical instruments to play.

This is very threatening.

Lu Zishu said happily: "Tell me, I want to try it."

"This is a quick start." Lu Ziqing gave a brief lesson. When you are in high spirits, you can shoot vigorously. Does it feel like you are passionate and unrestrained?

Lu Zishu will take a photo soon, it's so exciting. It's not as grand as the drum music of Dazhou, but slapping with your hands can express many delicate emotions.

The prince immediately complimented: "Such a common thing is slapped by the junior sister's hand, it is really a sound of nature!"

Lu Ziqing, Ji Guangli and Zhao Jieyi rolled their eyes together. You obviously dislike Kunlun slave’s vulgar instruments. As the crown prince of a country, do you still have some integrity? Go and sing your painting maker!
Chapter completed!