Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 227: Three Questions for the Monarch!
When Chu Yang spoke these words, miss xiaolu seemed taken aback for a moment; she fell silent for a while.
Below, however, there was an uproar!
“Where did this bumpkin come from? Such a beautiful melody, and he dares to say it’s incomplete? Not whole?” One young man in a white mink coat sneered, “Do you even understand?”
“Indeed, whether from the perspective of the artistic conception or the length of the piece, this is a complete song!” Lian Fanlei smirked, glancing at this clueless bumpkin, and meaningfully added, “This brother Chu, I’m afraid you’ve never heard such a wonderful piece before, right? Do you really think that the tunes of the mountain shepherd and the village funeral are the ancient masterpieces?”
“Haha…” The group burst into laughter.
“This guy is just a frog in a well; how much of the world has he seen?” The young aristocrats laughed heartily.
“Zheng!” The sound of the zither suddenly rang out, and the commotion in the hall immediately ceased. The sound was intense and decisive! Even those who did not understand music could tell that miss xiaolu was angry!
This country bumpkin had spoken disrespectfully and indeed provoked the lady’s ire!
Everyone began to take pleasure in his misfortune.
“This piece…” Under the expectation of the crowd, miss xiaolu slowly spoke, “...is indeed incomplete! It’s because when I was composing this zither piece, I had a dream that was ethereal and vague. It seemed that, in the depths of that dream, someone told me that this was my past life…”
“After waking up, I immediately dressed and created this piece. However, due to the dream’s sudden awakening, when I was composing the latter part and preparing to turn it around, I suddenly felt it was impossible to continue; thus, this piece remains only half-finished! I’ve been troubled by this for a long time… But how did you, Young Master Chu, manage to discern that?”
This piece really was incomplete! Just half a piece!
These few words left the young aristocrats dumbfounded, their heads buzzing, astonished and speechless!
They never expected that the bumpkin’s words would actually be acknowledged by miss xiaolu!
While they had just been mocking her, the moment miss xiaolu spoke, it was akin to a loud slap in their faces! Slap! It was very loud!
Especially Lian Fanlei, who considered himself learned and had some skill in music. At this moment, he felt a flush of embarrassment, as if he wanted to find a hole to hide in.
“How did you hear that… Haha, I just heard it.” Chu Yang smiled lightly.
Miss xiaolu pondered for a moment and said, “Since that’s the case, the first question has passed. Please, Brother Chu, ask the second question.”
“The second question is still about the shortcomings of this piece!” Chu Yang said loudly.
This question immediately caused another stir. Such a piece, in everyone’s ears, was simply perfect! How could this guy continue to point out flaws…? This guy must have some issues!
However, after the previous slap in the face, the crowd wisely chose not to voice doubts at this moment, just waiting for him to continue.
“Oh? Please enlighten me, Young Master.” Miss xiaolu’s voice was modest, and this was not pretentious; it was a genuine request for guidance that everyone could recognize.
“Well, traditionally, music should be joyful without being lascivious, sad without being hurtful, to be considered superb. In a person’s life, no matter how difficult and challenging it may be, there are always joys and sorrows, sweet and bitter experiences!”
Chu Yang said lightly, “No matter how lowly a person is, no matter how desperate they may be, their life has experienced laughter and happiness, even if only for a moment! And no matter how noble or powerful someone is, they too have faced hardships and difficulties! This is something no one can escape!”
From behind the curtain, miss xiaolu gently nodded, her brows furrowed in thought.