On the way back to Meizhou, Su Xiaomei was holding Du Ruo's arm beside her, her steps were light and she was as happy as a little bird.

"Brother Du Ruo, I didn't expect you to be so powerful! You can write lyrics, play music, create your own vernacular poems, and compose music! Are you a god descending to earth?"

"This is nothing, it's all a side door."

Du Ruo smiled helplessly. He was a musician in his previous life, so he could compose music, but he had no outstanding works. What he was best at was mixing various instrumental sound arrangements on the original melody. His independent music studio in his previous life helped many well-known singers produce albums.

However, what he knew was completely useless in this era of imperial examinations.

Du Ruo continued: "I have worked a lot on vernacular poetry and compose music over the years, so I am not good at serious metrical poetry. The two lyrics I wrote at your house that day were my limit."

Du Ruo indirectly confessed to Su Xiaomei that he would live with Su Xiaomei for the rest of his life in the future, and it is necessary for her to recognize this.

"Brother Du Ruo, don't be modest. Even if you are not good at poetry, just vernacular poetry and composing music, you are far superior to most talented men in Meizhou, including my second brother!" Su Xiaomei said with a sweet smile.

"I can't compare with Brother Su. Brother Su is dazzling at all literary meetings, and I don't dare to attend at all, otherwise I will definitely be embarrassed if I am embarrassed." Du Ruo said with a wry smile.

Su Xiaomei, who held his arm, pulled him hard and said with a smile: "Brother Du Ruo, don't be afraid. Next time, you will take me with me. I will dress up as your book boy to help you deal with it. Whoever wants to make things difficult for you, defeat your book boy first!"

Du Ruo looked at Su Xiaomei. At this time, Su Xiaomei smiled cleverly, looking at the girl who was in love with her later generations. Du Ruo didn't know whether she understood what she meant or simply comforted herself.

But no matter what, I have indirectly told her that my ancient Chinese mastery is shallow, and even if I make a fool of myself in front of her in the future, I don’t have to be afraid.

"Okay, then I'll thank you first..."

"That won't work!"

Before Du Ruo finished speaking, Du Qing muttered from behind him: "I am the young master's book boy, Sister Su, you can only play the role of a servant..."

Du Ruo and Su Xiaomei looked back at Du Qing at the same time, and saw Du Qing with a cowardly look on his face, but his eyes were extremely stubborn and undisputable.

"Puff!"

Su Xiaomei and Du Ruo laughed together.

After sending Su Xiaomei back to Su's house, Du Ruo returned home, recalled today's events and suddenly realized something.

"Music, right!"

This outing made Du Ruo suddenly realize that living in ancient times, the most unbearable thing is not the living habits of the ancients, but the lack of modern music to listen to.

Think about it carefully, I have never been in a "musical vacuum" state for three consecutive days in my previous life. No wonder I was not full of energy in these three days.

When Du Ruo thought of music, he became excited and collected a lot of songs that Du Ruo had heard from his mind. After summarizing it, he found that ancient music has always been beautiful, with rich and changeable melody, and the lyrics sang by singers are also good.

But I always feel that something is missing. Du Ruo, who is used to listening to modern pop music, is not very interested in ancient music at this time.

"What exactly is missing, are the lyrics?"

Du Ruo thought in the study that the lyrics of this time are indeed not close to life, but this is not the key. In the 21st century, there were many ancient music lyrics written in classical Chinese than the ancients, which sounded quite touching.

"It seems that the answer cannot be found by memorizing. When Du Ruo listens to music, he focuses on lyrics, and memory is inevitably missing. Another day, I will go to the brothel and listen to a few songs myself, and you will know what is missing."

He thought to himself that Du Ruo did not worry, and then he suddenly burst into laughter.

"No matter what, I, a musician, traveled through time and was destined to bring popular songs from later generations to the people of the Song Dynasty! My brother is known as the Chinese music library, so I will create the music scene in the Song Dynasty!"

After showing off for a while, Du Ruo decided to write out the songs I had heard in his previous life before finding out what was missing from the song. The ancient style and lyrics that did not have difficult words to understand for the Song people were given priority. Write any songs you think of.

As soon as he said that, Du Ruo immediately picked up his pen and wrote down a string of song titles on the paper - "Mangzhong", "Qilixiang", "Lovelessness", "Forgetful Water"...

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In the next two days, the whole city of Meizhou City was under martial law. Not only was the previous theft case not solved, the thief became more and more presumptuous and emptied the bank vaults of several wealthy businessmen in succession.

These days, Du Shouyi went out early and came back late every day, busy and heard that he had mobilized the army to catch thieves. The people in Meizhou were panicked. Du Ruo was afraid of encountering danger, so he held his back and didn't go out to the brothel to listen to music, and read books and study hard at home.

He had memorized all the "Spring and Autumn Annals", but this was just the beginning. He had to learn all the official publications, because the Imperial Examination Issue must be taken.

In his spare time, he also wrote dozens of popular songs and accompanied them with music scores. The music score is naturally 12345678, as long as he can understand it himself, but he used the tone of "Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain" written by Xue Wan'er.

Although there are only these "five tones" in ancient Chinese music, it does not mean that the two sounds are missing than the Western seven sounds (or eight sounds). All the scales that Western seven sounds can be expressed, the five sounds can still be expressed accurately.

Five notes and seven notes are actually equivalent to the "primary" in mathematics. The most common principle in mathematics is decimal, while five notes are equivalent to the "primary" in music. Every time the five notes are raised, the seven notes are the same.

Therefore, the "6" sound in the seven Western tones is "gongshengtu" in the five Chinese tones.

Du Ruo and so on can easily convert the Qi music score into ancient music scores.

Yesterday, Xue Wan'er had sent someone to take away the music score and gave her a box of exquisite snacks.

Du Ruo didn't know if he had any psychological problems. He always felt that he didn't feel safe in ancient times, so even the snacks sent by the courtesans, he asked someone to use a silver needle to probe them and feed the puppy a few pieces first, and then he dared to eat them after nothing happened...

That night, Du Shouyi came back very late. As soon as he came back, he laughed and woke up the whole family.

As the eldest son, Du Ruo had to wear clothes and get up, go to the main courtyard to ask the brother a few questions. He learned that Du Shouyi had captured two thieves separately after these days of careful arrangements tonight tonight, so he was so happy.

"These two thieves are really powerful in martial arts. One of them was surrounded by five hundred soldiers, and almost let him run away. Thanks to General Liu who led the bow barracks!"

Du Shouyi sighed deeply, which impressed Du Ruo. He thought to himself that he would fight 500 soldiers alone. Even if the official army might have to capture them alive and not kill them, this kind of martial arts is too terrifying. Could it be that this era really has the kind of kung fu in the movies in previous lives?

Du Ruo shook his head secretly. The movie was too exaggerated, but this was the age of cold weapons. The kung fu of martial arts masters at this time was not something that ordinary people could imagine in their previous lives.

"Dad, please close the case as soon as possible."

After yawning and saying auspicious words, Du Ruo wanted to turn around and go back to sleep.

"Ruoer!"

Du Shouyi stopped him, and his tone was stern when he shouted, but immediately turned gentle: "I have been bothered by official business these days, so I didn't ask you about some things. I heard that you created your own vernacular poem and made a song for Xue Xingshou?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Du Ruo looked at Du Shouyi lazyly. In the past few days, his vernacular poems have been spread in the Meizhou literary world under the publicity of Su Shi and others. Vernacular poems are not bound by many rules, their words are concise and their sentences are full of philosophy, which has been loved by many literati and written by following the trend.

It is gradually becoming popular.

However, there are also many conservative literati who criticize vernacular poetry, believing that such poems are not worthy of being called poetry and will defile the poetry world.

In short, the arguments between the two sides are endless, which is the norm when any new culture is born. The more they argue, the more popular it is.

But whether it is critical or sought after, they have no objection to the "inventor" Du Ruo. After all, those three vernacular poems read too beautifully. He also has two exquisite lyrics, "Sheng Sheng Slow" and "Mulan Flower Ling", and Du Ruo has already gained a place in the literary world of Meizhou.

Du Shouyi shook his head and advised: "I have no prejudice against your vernacular poetry, but you must remember that these vernacular poetry and lyrics are just leisure time to enjoy themselves and are of no use for the imperial examination. Don't put the cart before the horse and put the swallow's nest on the curtain!"

Du Ruo smiled slightly and thought that the old man was a little scheming. He replied, "My father knew that I was reading "Spring and Autumn" recently, so he tested me. The original words were 'Listen's nest on the curtain', from "Spring and Autumn Zuo Zhuan. The 29th Year of Xianggong". It was Ji Zha who visited Jin and warned Sun Wenzi. The original sentence was 'The Master is here, 'It's like the nest on the curtain', and you are in the funeral, so you can have fun', right?"

Du Ruo also wanted to show off at this time, but after all, he could not help but swell inside.

Du Shouyi looked at Du Ruo, just nodded, and said, "It seems that my son knows the importance of it. I am too worried. Go to bed."

Brother Du's cold reaction made Du Ruo a little depressed. He thought that after he told the allusion, Du Shouyi should laugh and praise him no matter how hard he did, but he just nodded, which was too disrespectful.

But even though he was depressed, Du Ruo didn't say anything and went back to sleep honestly.

After Du Ruo left, Du Shouyi's face showed a hint of ecstasy and his eyes were full of pride, but after a while he took a few deep breaths and secretly warned himself: You must restrain yourself, restrain yourself! You can no longer hold him to heaven like you did when you were a child, making him arrogant.

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Du Ruo has been studying hard for several days after traveling through time. Today he plans to have a holiday for himself and go to the brothel to listen to music and take care of his ears.

But before going out, Du Ruo planned to borrow seven or eight Dutou yamen runners as bodyguards.

On Daughter's Day, Du Ruo was stimulated by Huang Wu. This guy is just the son of a magistrate. He can actually transfer the yamen as a bodyguard when he goes out. He is a magistrate, and there is only a scholar beside him?

This second generation is so distracted.

This is not possible. In the future, you have to bring enough bodyguards to your side and rush to the front and back.

But before he left the East Courtyard, Butler Li came to report that Li San was asking for a meeting.

"No, send it away."

Du Ruo was straightforward. After physically punishing Li San that day, he ordered someone to ask a doctor to help him with the treatment. Now that he has recovered, Du Ruo taught Butler Li to pay him half a year's salary and expel him from the mansion.

Du Ruo was also kind, mainly because in my memory, although Li San took Yuan Du Ruo with ignorant skills and abandoned his studies, he did not say anything to Du Ruo in other aspects. When there was a conflict with the gangster on the street, Li San stood in front of Yuan Du Ruo and tried his best to help him block the fist stones.

"Here."

Butler Li walked out, Du Ruo changed his clothes and was about to go out, but Du Qing came to tell him that after Li San left the mansion, he knelt at the entrance of the back alley, and kept saying that he wanted to see him.

"Li San just wants to apologize to the young master in person." Du Qing whispered. He had been playing with Li San for so long, and of course he also had a love affair.

Du Ruo shook his head and said lightly: "Tell Butler Li to pay him a year's salary and tell him that I don't blame him anymore, but the fate is over. If you don't show up in front of me in the future, I will turn against you!"

In fact, the matter has been solved perfectly. Du Ruo can leave Li San to be a servant by his side, but his previous life experience will never give others a second chance to betray him!
Chapter completed!