Unforgettable Emperor's Favor - Chapter 36 Part 2
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36. Composing a Piece (2)
Murong Yan took back the brush, straightened the frizzy nib on the inkstone slowly, but his attitude was still persistent,
“What were you thinking about just now?”
Yu Qingjia could not resist Murong Yan, so she could only sigh slightly and said,
“I was thinking about the zither score.”
Murong Yan didn’t believe it. With Yu Qingjia’s character that couldn’t hide anything, if she was just thinking about the zither score, how could she look so tense as if she was facing an enemy?
Murong Yan smiled, looked into her eyes, and said one word at a time,
“You’re lying.”
Yu Qingjia almost choked on her breath, and even the expression on her face was tense.
‘Can Jing Huan even talk properly to people?’
Believe it or not, no one will expose that anyone is lying in front of their face.
Yu Qingjia kept smiling, but her eyes were glaring hard at Murong Yan,
“I want to compose a Zither Piece that no one can play, so I was thinking about it with all my heart and talking flawlessly, what’s wrong with that?”
‘A zither piece that no one can play?’
Murong Yan finally gave the piece of paper in front of Yu Qingjia a divided glance, he read two lines and hooked the corners of his mouth with an unknown meaning,
“You’re Smart.”
Yu Qingjia thought that Murong Yan was talking about her Zither score.
Although she also knew that she may sound arrogant, she understood that once Murong Yan said something, she would not be convinced.
She glared at the other party and snorted lightly,
“Are you underestimating me? Just wait and see.”
The northern and southern dynasties are extremely prosperous when it comes to music.
Famous scholars and families are all proficient in music, albeit it may have a reckless and wild style.
Because of frequent political changes of the northern dynasties, pipa1Pipa [??]: Is a traditional Chinese musical instrument belonging to the plucked category of instruments. Sometimes called the “Chinese lute”, the instrument has a pear-shaped wooden body with a varying number of frets ranging from 12 to 31., erhu2Erhu [??]: Is a Chinese two-stringed bowed musical instrument, more specifically a spike fiddle, which may also be called a Southern Fiddle, and is sometimes known in the Western world as the Chinese violin or a Chinese two-stringed fiddle. and other foreign musical instruments were integrated into the Central Plains. The northern dynasties music compared to the south was much more refined.
At this time to talk about state affairs, helping the country by saving other people is what people consider low class.
Great families do not regard musical instruments as lowly, but actually appreciate the taste in music.
They would even master musical instruments themselves, which is something everyone respected.
Only the old-fashioned Madam Li who regards the three obediences and four virtues as a dogma will look down on music.
She believes that only low-level singers can play instruments to entertain people, and decent women should stay inside the door and teach their children and others to be humble.
No one dares to say that this kind of idea of a walking female virtue is wrong, but young ladies of a noble family nowadays are too pampered and have a detached status.
Even some people who were unmarried would even dare to raise male pets.
If Madam Li’s idea is put in front of them. No one would say anything.
However, once she’s gone, they might scoff and mock her.
One of the reasons why Madam Li had always despised Madam Yu, was because she would personally accompany Yu Wenjun on his trips to the mountains, and play music with him.
In Madam Li’s view, this behavior is simply self-willed and humble.
The most important aspect of a wife is to become virtuous, only concubines serve others with sex.
Madam Li looked down on Madam Yu, and Madam Yu also looked down on her.
When Yu Qingjia was young, Madam Yu would often joke about Madam Li taking her own ignorance for nobleness, and she was looking down on others even though she knew nothing.
Madam Yu did not care about Madam Li’s Confucian philosophy. She focused on teaching Yu Qingjia music and chess from a young age.
Yu Qingjia’s parents were both masters of music, Yu Wenjun was a contemporary scholar, proficient in Music, chess, calligraphy and painting, while Madam Yu was also proficient in Zither theory and could sing and dance well.
With such a pair of parents, Yu Qingjia’s own talent was not weak, and with her parents’ teachings, her Zither skills were also quite outstanding.
After feeling like she’s being looked down upon, Yu Qingjia couldn’t help but glare at Murong Yan, and she became even more determined to do a good job so she could slap someone in the face.
She will definitely compose a piece that no one can play.
If she dared to say such words it would undoubtedly sound arrogant to the extreme, however, she doesn’t care.
She decided to write a section and test it on the zither herself.
With a mother like Madam Li, Yu Qingya’s musical ability will definitely be mediocre.
If Yu Qingya wanted to steal her musical score, then she would give her an extremely twisted and obscure score tailored just for her.
After all, If you want to steal something, you must also see if you can digest it.
Yu Qingjia was busy writing while testing the tune. She was about to withdraw her hand, and take down the score when she heard Murong Yan say,
“The seventh note is wrong.”
Yu Qingjia froze for a moment, obviously unconvinced,
“I made up the tune myself, no one else knows it better than me, how do you know I’m wrong?”
“The first time you pressed the lower E tone, the second time you slipped to the lower F. Although it wasn’t necessarily more brilliant originally, the first version is better in comparison.”
Murong Yan usually always disliked her stupidity, and she always put up with it, but questioning her musical ability was never okay.
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