Chapter 59: A little shocking (1)

Send Li Zubai away.

Yang Jiewei is planning to stroll in this "Palace Museum" and feel the feeling of "revisiting" the Palace Museum.

Wang Chengen sent Li Zubai away, returned to Yang Jie's side, and said, "Your Majesty, the little Guozi said that the chorus is ready, and I want to invite the emperor to watch it."

"Little Guozi?" Yang Jing was a little confused. Xiao Guozi? I was wiping the plate. When I heard it was a chorus, I remembered that the person who was in charge of singing was Guo Huan. It was probably him. I thought to myself that the name in this palace was really strange. Others' surname was Deng, so you call it Xiao Tangzi? Well, haha, the pots, pans, tables, chairs, and benches are all in one place. You can open a fast food restaurant.

"Really? That's all right? I remember it's been a few days, right?"

"Return to the emperor, I heard from Xiao Guozi that he would train day and night..." Wang Chengen explained randomly.

Can singing be practiced day and night? Can you stand the voice? It will probably take a few days to come, and there will be a group of "honey people".

In the West Garden.

"I, Guo Huan, see the emperor, long live my emperor." Guo Huan kowtowed respectfully, with a hint of pride and a hint of expectation.

"Get up, I heard that chorus, have you done it?"

"I have been practicing day and night for the past few days to train the chorus for the emperor as soon as possible and relieve his worries as soon as possible." When talking about his job, Guo Huan's slight pride grew up.

"Haha, is that? That's good, then try it and see how the effect is?" Everyone on earth knows not to look at the advertisements, but only to look at the efficacy!

Xiyuan was originally a place where the emperor visited, and there was a stage. However, since Guo Huan heard about the emperor's request for chorus, he built a fan-shaped stage in front of a stage with several steps. It looked no different from the stage in modern times when choruses.

Yang Jie sat in the attic where he was listening to the opera, facing the chorus stand. It was only about ten meters away. It was not far or near, too far, so I couldn't hear anything singing a cappella. It was too close, so I was worried that it would threaten the emperor.

After sitting down, the "choir" opposite was already ready. He stood there waiting for the emperor to "check".

The two rows in the front are women, and the two rows in the back are men. It is no different from modern chorus. Guo Huan strictly acted according to the "secret recipe" given to him by the emperor.

The two rows of women were all wearing blue skirts, big red jackets, and tied their hair with a red ribbon on their heads. They looked young and charming,

The two rows of men were all wearing small hats in blue. They looked very distinct in color and had a very strong sense.

Guo Huan walked to the attic in a humble manner and smiled charmingly: "Your Majesty, can you start singing?"

"Well, then start singing."

"A big river has a wide wave, and the wind blows the fragrance of wheat flowers on both sides. My family lives on the shore. I am used to listening to the ship's mail and watching the white sails on the boat..."

The female voices sang together "My Motherland", but the lyrics were revised.

A woman in her twenties led the singing in a very high voice: "A big river has a wide wave, and the wind blows the fragrance of wheat flowers on both sides. My family lives on the shore. I am used to listening to the stewardess' horns and watching the white sails on the boat..."

A big red jacket and a blue skirt were exactly the same as those women, except that she had bright eyes and white teeth, and stood in the front row, making her look eye-catching.

After seeing this, Yang Jie felt a little moved.

As the song came, Yang Jing gradually fell into deep thought, and his mind drifted to the future world again. The magnificent and enthusiastic years recalled his past and gradually threw this, these beauties behind his mind.

The singing is very good, which is a little different from what Yang Jing heard in later generations. However, the levels are clear, the male and female voices have their own performances, and the lead is also very good. He has already sang the artistic conception of the river, the shimmering waves, the boats, the fishermen, the crops on the shore, the beautiful hometown, and the brave people.

Yang Jing nodded and secretly praised it in his heart that this was indeed good. There are still some talents in the palace. If he only made random requests, Guo Huan could produce such an effect for himself. Wouldn't that say that he could create a concert by just talking casually? Yang Jing fantasized that one day in the future, he would be able to enjoy a concert in this Ming Empire, a concert with the theater effect. There were many instrumental accompaniment and many people sang.

Yang Jingwei's thoughts drifted out.

I also thought that the purpose of my song was actually to incite the "Northeast Army".

Whether it is the current "Northeast Army" or the later "Northeast Army", it is a history-changing existence, and it is necessary to pay great attention. Yang Jing spent so much energy on this to motivate those "Northeast Army" and make them cry after listening to this song, and think about fighting back to their hometown, and having an irreconcilable hatred with the wild boar skin. Yang Jing thought of the wild boar skin's furious scene after hearing this song, and felt very proud. Hehe, we are civilized people, civilized people will use civilized people to cure you barbarians. If you have the ability, you can also make a few such songs. Do you have any culture? Yang Jing is in his infinite fantasy...

Yang Jing's thoughts floated with the song. In a short while, the song had been sung three times.

Stopped.

Guo Huan ran to the attic again, smiled humbly and said, "Your Majesty, do you have to listen to those songs?"

Yang Jie thought about it and thought that since he was here, he would listen to it. This song has a good effect, plus the song "Above the Liaohe River" which is specifically "to deal with" the Ming Dynasty version of the "Northeast Army". That effect... Yang Jie guessed that when the Ming Dynasty version of the "Northeast Army" heard this song, he probably had no other possibility except crying. He imagined the painful scenes of thousands of people in his heart, and secretly fantasized about how smart he was.

"Well, then sing."

"Yes, the emperor..." Guo Huan replied excitedly, and could see that the emperor was very satisfied with the chorus, that is, if he did things himself, he would win the emperor's favor. Guo Huan was full of fighting spirit and confidence.

Fighting for favor, a eunuch's goal.

"My home is above the Liaohe River in the Northeast..." The hoarse and heroic tenor pierced Yang Jing's ears. Yang Jing couldn't help but poke his ears with his little finger. The sound was really high.

With a crying voice, I sang this "tear-jerking" song very well.

But this time it was not a chorus, but a chorus, a small chorus composed of four tenors.

Yang Jingwei was very curious and shouted: "Guo Huan, come up, I have something to ask you."

"Yes, the emperor." Guo Huan walked upstairs happily with small steps.

"Your Majesty, I'm here." Guo Huan soon came to Yang Jie's side.

"Guo Huan, I ask you, why are the four people singing this time?"

"Report to Your Majesty, I think that a person's voice is too small for this song. If there are too many people listening to it, the ones behind will inevitably not be heard. Therefore, I changed this song to a chorus of four people. In this way, without changing the charm of the song, the sound can be spread far away, so that more people can hear it... I am bold, and I hope the emperor will forgive me..." Guo Huan explained carefully. When the emperor first gave him the lyrics, he said that he was singing by one person.

Yang Jing felt that Guo Huan was a "talent" and thought of letting the song spread farther, which was indeed in line with his own wishes. In the future, he would definitely let the "choir" work hard. Think about the school grounds of thousands of people, you have to let others hear it. In addition to the chorus, only such "small chorus" of several people can be heard by others.

Now it’s not later. You can use a microphone, hold the microphone in your mouth and sing with the sound of ants fighting. Now, the key is that the sound is loud and there are many people who can hear it. Otherwise, at most, you can sing some songs to the people in the private room. You can’t get to the schoolyard or the military camp. There is no such effect.

"Yes, Guo Huan, you think carefully about this. You will be rewarded together in the future." Yang Jingjie was happy and was about to reward people. This is the only magic weapon to encourage, win over, and inspire people to move forward. No one doesn't like rewards.

"I thank the emperor for the reward." Guo Huan was extremely happy, and the efforts he put into singing were not in vain.

Not long after, the singing people below had already finished singing a few songs that Yang Jing taught Guo Huan.

Yang Jie said "reward". Everyone below thanked him.

Yang Jing thought it was over. Unexpectedly, Guo Huan said, "Your Majesty, I still have a song that the emperor has never heard of. Is the emperor willing to listen to? I promise that the emperor likes it after hearing it."

"There is another song?" Yang Jing wondered. He seemed to have only taught three songs. Is there a fourth song? Why don't I remember it? Are he too tired and confused?
Chapter completed!