Zhang Yonggui is a representative inheritor of Sichuan Zhuqin national intangible cultural heritage. He was born in 1933 and lives in Wulitun Community, Chadianzi Street. In 1945, he followed Zhao Youcheng, the inheritor of the "Jia School" bamboo qin, to learn the art of bamboo qin. Its treble is impassioned, the bass is full-bodied, and it is good at singing many repertoires. In the long-term artistic practice, Sichuan opera, Sichuan dulcimer, Sichuan Qingyin, Sichuan lotus leaf, folk songs and other operas, folk art and singing forms are integrated into the Sichuan Zhuqin vocal art. His repertoires include short stories "Xunyang River", "Fisherman's Sword", "The Case of Gu Mei", etc., and long stories "Three Kingdoms" and "All Nations". Today, let's first listen to Zhang Yonggui's dictation - suffering tastes this life.

When I was three years old, because my family was poor, I became ill and had no money to pay for doctors. Later, he raised money slowly, was cured, and became blind. From then on, doing anything (what) is better than opening their eyes (people who can see). There are many things adults are reluctant to tell you because you are blind. What I know is basically what I heard. Our old man (father) is an honest man. Mom murmurs, since I'm blind, I haven't been bothered by anything. My mother-in-law wants to take care of me and teach me to learn numbers, she can only read it to me. At first, I only knew about one to ten. I asked, "Is there a lot of murmurs after ten?" She said, "It's eleven!" Answered affirmatively: "Oh!" This is how I learned it. I have never read, and I have no culture. What the head of the house (family) thought: He should have a craft! At the beginning, singing the bamboo qin was still very popular in Chengdu. My old man still asked for a lot of relationships before he sent me to Mr. Zhao Youcheng to learn to sing the bamboo qin. We were learning things at that time, and after we went there, the teacher would explain the rules to you clearly. I became an apprentice, but I still have to take care of my living expenses, and I have to give my teacher a birthday (gift) during the festivals. At that time, when you learned something, the teacher just gave you some so-called methods. To make an analogy: wake up in the morning to shout. The real book (bamboo qin text) is not so easy to tell you. Some of my brothers and sisters still keep their eyes open. When we learn something from the teacher, we all have to help the teacher with living (doing housework), bringing dolls, tidying (cleaning)... Slightly wrong, our wife and mother beat the soles of the shoes. I'm especially annoyed, my eyes can't see (can't see), and there are a lot of stabs (wrong things); my brothers can see it, it's easier to learn to play the bamboo qin and jianban, so the teacher should also like some. I'm much slower, what should I do? Only work in secret. There is a clock in the teacher's house to tell the time. Every morning when the clock strikes five, I have to get up and practice my tongue and my voice. After I practiced for a while, my fellow apprentices got up. The teacher got up late, and what the teacher read (orally) to me, I basically remembered it once, and I had to (would not) forget it. I still feel that what the teacher recited to me is too simple, and I listened to it when the teacher recited it to other brothers and sisters. Of course, once they are found out in this way, they will inevitably be scolded and beaten. Later, the teacher found that I was learning things fast, and I learned well even if I overheard them. In addition, my voice was good and I cried loudly, so the teacher was willing to read it to me slowly. After three years, I have memorized what the teacher read to me and those brothers and sisters. Don't say "Xunyang River", "Fisherman's Sword", "The Case of Gu Mei", but the whole 10,000-character novels such as "Three Kingdoms" and "All Nations", I must not (will) sing wrong or miss a word.

At that time, we still had a rule: after leaving the teacher, we helped the teacher for a year and a half. That is to say: After learning, for a year and a half after leaving the teacher, all the money you earn outside is the teacher's! At that time, Zeng Bingkun, a storyteller in Chengdu, knew me and introduced me to a bookstore (performing in a library or a tea shop). I can be seen from Chunxi Road and the large and small libraries and tea shops on Admiral Street. Listening to the book, my voice is loud, the treble is impassioned, and the bass is mellow. Of course, these are people's comments on me, plus my "belly is wide" (there are many songs in the conference), the business of the bookstore and the tea shop is very good. At first, no matter how good the business was, the money was all from the teacher. But no matter what I say, the industry in Chengdu knew at that time that there was a "little knight" who sang the bamboo qin well, and there were many audiences who sent me poems and couplets (couplets), and also asked the writers at that time to write them and frame them for gifts. I. Liang Boyan, Pan Wenhua's secretary, listened to my singing, and wrote a poem himself. After writing it, he gave it to me, and his reputation gradually spread. After a year and a half, I was on my own and supporting my family. In the 1980s, tourists from Canada, Germany and New Zealand came to Chengdu to play. They heard me sing the bamboo qin, and some people came to the teahouse where I performed every day for a week to listen to me. After they returned to China, they published an article in a foreign magazine about what it felt like to hear me sing the bamboo qin, and there were pictures of me singing on it.

My teacher is friends with our master, Jia Shusan, and of course he got a lot of his true heritage. The bamboo qin and jianban I have now are the ones my master Jia Shusan used when he sang the bamboo qin. At the beginning, my teacher was using it. Later, when he became rich, he made another good one. I told the master to give it to me, and the teacher gave me this bamboo qin and this pair of simple boards. These two things have been with me to this day. I got something from our master, and my heart (inside) is still very comfortable! Our master's Jia-style bamboo qin is different from the old Zhonghe tune bamboo qin. The old Zhonghe tune bamboo qin is directly derived from the Daoqin. The traces of the Daoqin are obvious, the singing is relatively simple, straight and straight, without ups and downs. . My master has absorbed the tune of Sichuan dulcimer, which enriches the original single tune of Zhuqin. It can be said that since the beginning of my master, the bamboo qin has completely entered the period of renewal, and it sounds more beautiful, and it does not lose the singing voice of our Sichuan people's unique alpine and open character. Whenever I pick up this bamboo qin and this pair of simple boards, Master Jia Shusan's beautiful singing will ring in my ears; whenever I am in the process of chanting, I will secretly lament the hardships of Master's creation. So, while I continued to practice, I also continued to learn from other art forms in Sichuan. I learned dulcimer, Qing Yin, lotus leaf, storytelling, erhu... Sichuan Opera, Sichuan Yangqin, Sichuan Qingyin, Sichuan lotus leaf , folk songs and other operas, folk art and singing forms are blended into the bamboo qin accent. In 1995, I participated in the "Three Musts" exhibition of folk art in Pi County and won a "Excellent Art Award". Now, I am seventy or eighty years old, and I still have to play the dulcimer, play (pull) the huqin, and sing the bamboo qin at home every day.