I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 30 Transgression
Qin Yuelan took out the pipa she brought with her and started playing without even looking at the music score. The tune was exactly the same as the one Zhu Houxuan had just hummed.

Zhu Houxuan carefully compared the melody in his mind and pointed out several wrong notes that occurred when he was humming. There was no way he could do anything about it. In his previous life, his singing ability was not strong and he had not received professional music training, so mistakes were inevitable.

Qin Yuelan also modified the music score. After reading it for a while, she sighed, "The style of the music is novel. It makes people feel warm and sincere, but also sad and lingering. This is the first time I have seen such a song."

After saying this, he handed the music score to Zhu Houxuan, and then bowed again, "Thank you, young prince, for letting me hear this song today."

Zhu Houxuan took the music score and couldn't help but said, "Miss Qin, you can keep a copy of the music score."

Qin Yuelan's lips curled up slightly when she heard this, "The music score is already in my mind."

Zhu Houxuan's face turned red when he heard this, he forgot that the other person was a professional.

"Since the matter is settled, I will take my leave first." Facing the most powerful man in the palace, there was no trace of nostalgia in her eyes.

Sun Gong glared at Qin Yuelan fiercely, then said flatteringly: "Please give me your instructions, Your Majesty."

"Why are you in such a hurry? This piece of music actually requires the ensemble of multiple instruments. Go find more musicians to play this piece."

There are huge differences between modern music and ancient Chinese music. The music scores are fine, but the biggest difference lies in the idea of ​​instrumentation.

Zhu Houxun actually didn't understand this, but the song he chose was so popular in later generations that there were many versions circulating. He had heard many versions, including ones played with pure Chinese instruments. In addition, since it was corroborated by other versions, the issue of orchestration was no longer a problem.

At this time, Zhu Houxuan discovered the benefits of having many musicians. More musicians meant more musical instruments, and many musicians were good at multiple instruments.

This suddenly made him realize that he could assign these musicians in the form of a modern folk orchestra, because he had seen many performances of folk orchestras in his previous life and had also studied the organization and division of folk orchestras.

So he divided the musicians into four groups:
Stringed instruments: Erhu (Gaohu and Zhonghu did not appear in the Ming Dynasty, but both instruments were modified based on the Erhu);
Plucked string instruments: Liuqin, Pipa, Zhongruan, Daruan, Zheng, Yangqin, etc.;

Wind instruments: various flutes, various shengs, suona, etc.
Percussion instruments: various drums and cymbals.

Of course, he just called a dozen musicians as needed, and then began to arrange the instruments according to his memory, knowing which instrument played which part, when to enter and when to exit.
It is because he is a prince that so many musicians can tolerate his unprofessional instructions.

Anyway, in the end, Zhu Houxun, a layman in music, relied on his strong memory and the assistance of a group of musicians in the palace to finally complete the music score.

After the music score was completed, the musicians who had worked together for many years at the Dian Music Institute were able to play the piece quite well after practicing four or five times.

When the song ended, everyone present was stunned by the final effect of the song. For a moment, they couldn't believe that this was the song they played. It was the first time for them to play a song with such a novel style.

The final effect far exceeded Qin Yuelan's expectations, and she became even more curious about this little prince.

"Your Highness, this song will surely spread throughout the world. Please tell me the name of this song." Qin Yuelan hesitated for a moment but still asked the question in her mind.

"It's okay to tell you, the name of this song is "Daughter's Love." Zhu Houxuan was stunned for a moment and said a little lonely.

"Daughter's love" Qin Yuelan repeated the name in a low voice.

Then she raised her head suddenly and said, "I have another unwelcome request, I hope Your Majesty can give me some advice."

Sun Gong, who was standing by, had been observing Zhu Houxuan's expression. Seeing Zhu Houxuan's dejected look, he immediately jumped out to stop him and said, "Qin Yuelan, you are so rude. Can't you see that the prince is already tired today?"

"This," Qin Yuelan said unwillingly.

"Sun Dianle, let Miss Qin ask!" Zhu Houxuan came back to his senses and said. Sun Gong quickly stepped aside.

"Your Highness, I had a feeling that became stronger and stronger when I was playing the song just now. It became even stronger when I knew the title of the song. May I ask if this song has lyrics?" Qin Yuelan looked straight at Zhu Houxuan.

"Miss Qin is indeed perceptive and there are indeed lyrics," Zhu Houxuan praised.

"Your Highness, please give me some lyrics to fill in the gaps in this song." Qin Yuelan looked at Zhu Houxuan with sharp eyes.

Zhu Houxuan looked into Qin Yuelan's eyes and saw only her love and persistence for music.

"Bring me a pen!" he said with a smile.

Qin Yuelan hurried forward, took out a piece of ink, and skillfully ground it on the inkstone.
Zhu Houxuan looked at Qin Yuelan grinding ink seriously, and judging from her proficiency, he was even more certain that this woman had an extraordinary background.

"Your Majesty, please use a pen."

When Zhu Houxuan took the pen and prepared to write, he stopped and said, "I also have an unwelcome request, and I hope Miss Qin can agree to it."

"I am of humble status. Is there anything I can do for you that I could trouble Your Highness to ask in person?" Qin Yuelan said with some surprise.

Zhu Houxuan didn't say anything, but just looked at Qin Yuelan indifferently.

"As long as I can do it, I will definitely agree!" Qin Yuelan said while gritting her teeth.

"You can definitely do it." Zhu Houxuan began to write, "After the lyrics are written, I want Miss Qin to sing it for me."

"Ah" Qin Yuelan was stunned, and then hurriedly said: "I am just a musician, not good at singing. There are many people in the music department who are good at this. Please come in, Your Majesty."

She couldn't continue because Zhu Houxun stopped writing again and looked at her with a smile.

"Okay, I'll sing for you." Qin Yuelan felt so angry that her teeth were itching.

After receiving Qin Yuelan's affirmative answer, he continued to write.

Qin Yuelan also breathed a sigh of relief. She suddenly realized that this was the biggest emotional fluctuation she had experienced in the past few years.

At this time, Zhu Houxuan suddenly turned around and said quickly: "I like your voice"

Qin Yuelan felt the blood rushing to her head, her cheeks flushed, and her ears felt hot, emitting endless heat.
It took him a long while to come back to his senses and look at Zhu Houxun, but Zhu Houxun was writing the lyrics as if nothing had happened.

It took her a long time to recover and realize that there were many people around her. She looked around hurriedly, and saw that the musicians around her were all looking away, as if they heard nothing. This made her feel a little relieved.

"It's finished, Miss Qin." Zhu Houxuan smiled and handed the paper with the lyrics to Qin Yuelan.

Qin Yuelan felt that the smile of the man in front of her was extremely hateful, and she had a desire to punch him.

But she still held back, carefully took the paper and read it carefully.
"Your Majesty, I cannot sing this verse. It contains presumptuous words."

(End of this chapter)