Chapter 29 Wen Zhengming

"Ye Tian, didn't I tell you that you should look less in the future. This... is not the right way after all..."

After hearing his son's words, Ye Dongping sighed. The boy seemed to be fascinated recently and often talked about people face to face. Li Zhuang's old neighbors were almost seen by him.

It's just that the county is not as good as that in the countryside. People's education level is relatively much higher than that in the countryside. If Ye Tian talks like this, he may cause some trouble.

Moreover, in the modern mainstream society, fortune-telling has never been elegant. If Ye Tian indulges in this, it is also very detrimental to his future development.

So before coming to the county, Ye Dongping made an appointment with his son. In the future, he was not allowed to reveal the fact that he knew feng shui in front of people, and he had to use this to make money. Therefore, Ye Dongping was naturally unhappy when he heard that Ye Tian saw the face of the situation again.

Ye Tian always forgot such preaching to his father after listening to him. He put on a very heavy look and said, "Dad, I know. After I went to school, I will no longer mention fortune-telling things..."

"You boy, don't turn a deaf ear to your father's words. Be more honest when you go to school, and then let the teacher call your parents to see how I deal with you..."

Ye Dongping also laughed as he spoke. He knows more than anyone what his son is. Anyway, there are no big troubles. Ye Dongping was also a naughty boy when he was a child, and he didn't care much about this.

Looking at his son's chest to guarantee, Ye Dongping waved his hand and said, "Ok, in the future... This is our home. Pack up all these things. Yes, metal items can be put in the yard, but waste paper and books should be put in the house to avoid getting caught in the rain..."

Ye Dongping doesn't know how to classify these items. There is everything in the room, from enamel jars to plastic washbasins, and the leaky kettles. The room is full of miscellaneous things, and there are even a few phlegm bowls at the door.

After the father and son were wrapped in **, they began to be busy. The messy items were classified one by one and put in the outer room and the yard respectively.

After four or five hours of busy work, the two rooms inside and outside were cleaned. The father and son began to scrub the beds in the inner room again, which was the place to sleep in the future.

"What? Dad, come and see, what is this?"

When Ye Tian was scrubbing the big bed with a plate of water, he suddenly found that there were many dilapidated books piled up at the bottom of the bed, in which there was a scroll, which attracted his attention.

The horizontal length of this reel is about 60 centimeters, and there is a wooden bearing in the middle. The shafts at both ends are very round, as if they are often touched by people, which is somewhat similar to what Lao Dao said.

Hearing his son's shout, Ye Dongping came over, took the scroll from Ye Tian's hand and looked at it. He said uncertainly, "This... should be a calligraphy and painting, right?"

Although I have supplemented the knowledge of antique calligraphy and painting with the old Tao for a few days, it is obvious that the father and son are still far from each other.

If you put it in the eyes of an agone, you can recognize it at a glance. This is definitely a picture, not a word. The reason is very simple. The banner of ordinary words is not so large.

Ye Tian grabbed the scroll in his father's hand and said, "Isn't it enough to open it?"

"Oh, be careful, maybe it's an antique..."

Seeing his son's hairy appearance, Ye Dongping took the scroll back. After thinking about it, he went to the bedside and put the scroll in **.

I don't know if it's the reason for poor storage. On the edge of the scroll, there are some traces of worms. Ye Dongping pulled open the silk thread tied to the scroll and carefully spread it on **.

When the scroll was half opened, Ye Dongping was stunned. What appeared in front of him was a painting. The color was a little dark, and the tentacles touched the painting, but it was not paper, but a feeling of silk.

"This... is a silk painting, it should be an ancient painting..."

Ye Dongping said the knowledge he got from Lao Dao, which was also learned and sold now. Then he opened the action of the ancient painting and was a little gentle.

Lao Dao once said that because paper calligraphy and paintings were difficult to preserve, ancient painters liked to paint their works on silk, silk, and other silk fabrics when painting. This kind of work is also called silk.

The preservation of calligraphy and painting is the most difficult in antiques. It should be anti-corrosive and insect-proof. In addition, natural and man-made disasters, the calligraphy and painting handed down in ancient times are almost one of the ten, so as long as it is silk calligraphy and painting, it is very precious.

After opening the whole scroll, the picture leaped in front of me. This is a landscape figure painting. The background of the painting is a strange and rocky mountain. There is a green pine at the foot of the mountain. The stream flows through the edge of the pine tree. Two literati wearing square scarves are sitting under the tree and playing against each other.

The whole painting brush is vigorous and dripping. In the roughness and simplicity, you can see the overlapping layers and charm. In the magnificent mountain painting, you can also see the elegance, plainness and warmth. Even if Ye Dongping and Ye Tian, the two half-finished appraisers, are also relaxed and happy.

"It's a game chart, Ye Tian, look at what words are written on it?"

In the upper right corner of the painting, there are several seals and a few lines of small words, but they are all written in seal documents. Although Ye Dongping was a college student in his early years, he knew nothing about seal characters and could only turn to his son.

"Dad, this word is written: Jiajing Jiayinchun February is also written in the west window. The seal on it is called Wen Zhengming, and the following inscription is: Wang Shizhen, the owner of the garden, and the seal is engraved with the word "Yuanmei"..."

These seal characters are naturally difficult to defeat Ye Tian. After some identification, he quickly wrote them in simplified Chinese characters on the notebook and handed them to Ye Dongping.

"Wen Zhengming's painting? This is a good thing. I don't know where the seal came from. I don't know how to cherish it at all..." After taking a look at the notebook, Ye Dongping's eyes lit up.

Wen Zhengming studied calligraphy in Li Yingzhen and painting in Shen Zhou. In poetry, he is called "the four talents of Wuzhong" together with Zhu Yunming, Tang Yin and Xu Zhenqing. In the history of painting, he is called the "four families of Wumen" together with Shen Zhou, Tang Yin and Qiu Ying. In the history of painting,

In the past, when Ye Dongping was a red general in Beijing, he personally burned Wen Zhengming's works collected by an old teacher of Tsinghua University. He also clearly remembered the old professor's sad look on his face when he saw the painting turned into ashes.

Reminiscing about the absurdity of his youth, Ye Dongping couldn't help but be a little stunned. He explained the origin of Wen Zhengming to Ye Tian and carefully rewinded the painting.

"Oh, Feng, you came just in time. How did you get this painting?"

As soon as he packed up the scroll, the bell of the bicycle rang outside the yard. Ye Dongping hurriedly greeted him out. This boy really didn't say anything. He dares to buy waste products at the station. Can he really receive antiques?

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