There are quite a lot of people who come to listen to Baili Tang teach them how to sing.
Even Dong Xiaoliu and other shop assistants sneaked over, but were ordered by the shopkeeper to go back to work.
Not to mention Ye Hongxue and Hu Panpan, there are also Prince An, Hu Zhenxing, the prefect, and his advisor.
Seeing the prefect, Baili Tang frowned and said, "Sir, you don't have to try the case anymore? Has Miss Chuchu been brought to justice?"
Zhang Zhilin couldn't help but look at Prince An, who rarely spoke up for him: "Master Zhang has already ordered people to arrest the mastermind of this case..."
"Brother!" Baili Tang addressed Prince An directly. "You're born extraordinary, I can tell from your appearance. Don't you have anything to do on weekdays?"
Prince An laughed and said, "I'm just an idle person, what can I do?" He was telling the truth. In recent years, the royal family had been severely suppressed by Empress Dowager Lin and her faction.
You all want to hear me speak?
That will whet your appetite!
"Boss, bring me a writing board."
"Sir, please wait a moment!"
The so-called board is a piece of wood. There were no blackboards in this era. The blackboard was invented by James Piran, a Scottish educator in Yu Tang's previous life, in 1801. It was not until the opening of the Tongwenguan in Beijing in 1862 that mainland China began to use it.
Research shows that people acquire information through various senses, but the proportion of each sense varies. Vision accounts for 83%, hearing 11%, smell 3.5%, touch 1.5%, and taste 1%. The greatest benefit of the blackboard is that it provides students with visual information.
The above are all filled in by Baili Tang from the database in his mind.
By the way, he didn't know the history of the blackboard. He used to think that blackboards had existed in China a long time ago.
Baili Tang wrote a few numbers with large intervals on the wooden board:!
And write below: Do No Mi Fa So La Xi!
Baili Tang's calligraphy used to be very beautiful. After all, he had been practicing since he was a child. Now, he also writes based on his feelings, and his handwriting is the same.
After finishing, Baili Tang asked Zhang Zhilin, "Master Zhang, I've heard that you are very knowledgeable and talented. Do you know what these numbers mean?"
Zhang Zhilin: Why do you always give this government a hard time? You dare to call Prince An your brother, and Prince An doesn't get angry. Are you that gentleman?
Fortunately, he already knew the numbers: "This is Persian. From the left, they are one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven."
"It can be a number, or it can be a musical note or a tone. I'll read the corresponding words below. The tones go from low to high." It's too hard for me. I still have to give you elementary school music lessons first...
After listening to the tune Baili Tang recited, Du Bingyan asked, "Sir, why are there seven tones?"
Jingguo does not have do, re, mi, fa, so, la, si, but only the basic five tones of "gong, shang, jue, zheng, yu".
It has now overturned Du Bingyan and others' understanding of music.
"No reason, just learn first." Baili Tang then wrote a few lines of lyrics and marked them with musical notes, "Everyone learn these first."
It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.
Baili Tang finally spoke: "Tao Ye'er..."
After singing these lines, everyone listened with bated breath.
Ye Hongxue even closed her eyes—"Eh, why is it gone?" The tyrant sang so beautifully, even though it was only a few lines. Could he really sing?!
Baili Tang rolled his eyes at her and said, "Boss, where is the person who copied it?"
"I'm here! I'm here!" This scholar looked older than Baili Tang, but he called himself a student. He had arrived early.
"I'm talking about the lyrics. You should write them down first. Start from the left, write them line by line. Leave space above the words."
"good!"
After finishing writing, Baili Tang spent a full hour teaching them how to do it.
Everyone studied quietly for an hour, and Ye Hongxue and Hu Panpan had already learned it.
Baili Tang couldn't help but think of Zhang Dongzheng: "You guys are so stupid." That guy, he could sing it after a few times - but he was the genuine top scholar, comparing goods to goods is useless, comparing people is maddening! !
"Uncle, why don't you just sing? Why bother?" Hu Panpan said with a pout.
"That's right!" Ye Hongxue said dissatisfiedly.
Baili Tang only said to Hu Panpan: "Miss Hu, you are already very beautiful, so don't think about being too beautiful."
Which girl doesn’t like sweet words?
Hu Panpan was delighted after hearing this, while Ye Hongxue snorted coldly, seeming a little jealous!
"You guys do it once first, completely, and then go on to perform." Baili Tang said.
Du Jun immediately asked his disciples to start preparing for the performance.
Only Baili Tang got up and left to find something to drink; everyone else was reluctant to leave.
After the performance, Hu Zhenxing whispered to Prince An, "I still think Mr. Yu sang better."
"We have to find a way to make him sing! Doesn't he want to earn ten thousand taels to divorce his wife?"
Prince An then went to Baili Tang and said he was willing to give him 10,000 taels of gold… but Baili Tang asked him back, "You're the idiot who wanted to spend 500 taels of gold to buy Chu Chu's 'first night', right? Do you believe me? I'll tell your brother."
"Huh? It's not me! It's not me!" Prince An quickly denied. It wasn't him. He had seen all kinds of women...
Also, are you really not the emperor’s brother?
Prince An suddenly grabbed Baili Tang's hand, turned up his sleeve, and then there was a mark on his arm...
Hahaha!
Royal brother!
It's you! You're so funny!
Then Prince An couldn't contain his excitement and hugged Baili Tang...
Baili Tang was stunned at first, then he warned quietly: "It's me, don't tell anyone." Then he shouted loudly: "Please respect yourself! I have a family! My wife is watching!"
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