Chapter 92 Appreciating paintings and talking about life
"The second reason is of course money. The so-called hero is money and courage!" Lin Xiaosu said: "If my family and your family become in-laws, the average wealth of our two families will be as high as 5 billion. Think about it, the entire Daxia How many people can reach this number? Which family has this number of children who don’t raise their heads to the sky when they go out? ”
Ding Ruoshui gently pressed her forehead and groaned: "You understand 'average'!"
The maid behind was stunned.
Madam, you are so accurate in seeing the problem. This son-in-law is really incredibly thick-skinned. Oh, no, he has a really strong psychological quality...
In the hall, the elevator rang softly, and a middle-aged man walked out.
This man is about forty or fifty years old, his hair is slightly gray, he wears glasses, and he is polite and polite.
Lin Xiaosu and Ding Ruoshui stood up at the same time and came forward.
"Dad, he is Xiao Su."
"Hello, uncle!" Lin Xiaosu smiled slightly and shook hands with this legendary figure.
Ding Lizhong looked him over and nodded slightly: "Come, sit over there."
"Dad, how about we sit in the study?" Ding Ruoshui said: "He really likes calligraphy and painting."
"Oh? Not many young people like calligraphy and painting!" Ding Lizhong said: "I happen to have a collection of Han Shuchun's paintings. Do you know Han Shuchun?"
Ding Ruoshui's heart skipped a beat.
It seems that there is a lack of tacit understanding with my father.
You really can’t understand what I meant by letting him enter the study?
The study is the only place in the entire villa where you can talk safely.
You actually asked Han Shuchun directly?
Han Shuchun is an ancient man from four hundred years ago. He is actually not particularly famous in the painting world. If you are not in this field, you may not know about it at all.
You just casually asked him, if he made a fool of himself, what reason would he have to go into the study to talk about business?
Lin Xiaosu opened his mouth and asked: "I wonder if my uncle collects his early works or his late works?"
"Early!"
"The early years are good!" Lin Xiaosu said: "Han Shuchun is different from other people in the painting world. Most people's late works are the culmination of a lifetime of skills, and the later the better. But he is just the opposite. His early works are very strong. In the middle period of life, I fell into a dilemma and realized that Having just passed the difficult truth of life, his painting style suddenly changed. Although his later works looked more mature, they lost his unique characteristics and became invisible to everyone. This is probably the real reason why he is unknown in the painting world. "
Ding Ruoshui's eyes widened...
Have you done your homework?
Otherwise, how could you know Han Shuchun so well?
Ding Lizhong's eyes lit up: "Let's go! Go to the study and have a look..."
Collecting is his hobby.
If you want to see his collection, you need qualifications. Only those who really understand can appreciate it.
In the study room on the second floor, the door opened silently.
The most perfect characteristics of a study room appeared in front of Lin Xiaosu.
There are two rows of bookshelves, all made of ebony.
The books on the shelf include hardcover books and thread-bound books. Thread-bound books are extraordinary. One page of a thread-bound book from a certain dynasty can even replace a car.
On his shelf, there are at least twenty or thirty thread-bound books.
If these thread-bound books were not intentionally antiqued, these dozens of books alone would be priceless.
There are more than a dozen scrolls in the ebony tube.
Ding Lizhong took out a painting and unfolded it. The most conspicuous thing on the painting was a spear!
The blood-stained spear had its tip broken into two pieces, and the stones on the ground had clear outlines.
The sky is gray.
The ground is dark.
A general's face was covered in blood, his clothes were in tatters, and the only half of the horse's hoof that was painted was also incomplete.
In terms of painting alone, this does not have much aesthetic value, and even gives people an extremely depressing feeling.
"Do you know this painting and which battle it depicts?" Ding Lizhong asked again.
Ding Ruoshui frowned.
Painting is her specialty.
She knew about Han Shuchun and the painting "Broken Gun", but she couldn't answer the question about which battle this painting was about. Dad's study had hosted quite a few cultural celebrities. Well, even a master who is proficient in painting may not be able to answer this question.
It would be damned if he could still answer this.
Lin Xiaosu said: "Han Shuchun's painting style also has another characteristic, that is, the brush and ink are extremely exaggerated, but the details show reality everywhere. At this time, the general is wearing autumn clothes, but there is snow on the ground, and in the distance There are snowy mountains hidden, but it is not winter, but there is a winter scenery, which can only be the northern frontier in autumn. Among the seven battles that he felt most deeply in his life, only one battle fits the time and place of this painting, and that is... Xiaojinchuan. Battle!”
Ding Lizhong was really surprised: "Professor Chen Lin of the Academy of Fine Arts has also seen this painting. His judgment is that there must be one of Xiaojinchuan and Yongmenguan! Why did you exclude Yongmenguan? Yongmenguan is the one he personally Participated in the battle and felt the deepest in his life, because his brother died in Yongmen Pass.”
"Yongmenguan does indeed fit all the scenes of this battlefield. However, Han Shuchun once wrote in a letter home: Yongmenguan is the place where his brother died. When the family was in decline, for this reason, I did not dare to write it a thousand times. He said it himself, he didn't dare to paint Yongmenguan, so how could he have this "Broken Gun Picture"? "
Ding Ruoshui frowned: "Letter from home? Where did you see this letter from home?"
"The library where we met has a book called "Who's Who in the Past," which contains records."
Ding Lizhong laughed loudly: "If Professor Chen Lin were here today, maybe he would give you a toast. He has been studying my painting for a full week. Unfortunately, he has never read "Who's Who in the Past", so he can't even make a conclusion. ...Come and look at the others.”
Lin Xiaosu also looked at the rest of the paintings. Every one of them was a treasure, and he could tell a story about each one.
After reading the painting in a tube, Ding Lizhong simply regarded him as his confidant.
Ding Ruoshui was beside him and really didn't know what it was like.
Is this a detective?
Did Bowen force his memory to this extent?
Why are you so proficient in painting?
Could it be because of his original self that brought up his interest in painting? After looking at the painting, Lin Xiaosu's eyes were attracted by a stone behind the desk...
This stone has a very strange shape, like an old man looking up at the sky.
On the base, three words: Meditator.
Lin Xiaosu circled around the stone, looking a little strange.
Ding Lizhong said: "You also have research on jade?"
Yes, this strange stone is not only weird in shape, it is also an out-and-out jadeite.
Lin Xiaosu nodded slightly: "I understand a little bit."
"Then can you tell which venue this is from?"
"Junjiang old material, Junjiang old material is also very special. In other markets, the thinner the shell, the better, but the Junjiang old material shell must be made of this kind of sandstone, which is thick, black and deep, with black rice paste, which represents Fully internalized inside. ”
Ding Lizhong's eyes flickered: "Besides this, what else did you see?"
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"Thinker, this name is well earned."
Ding Lizhong frowned: "He is obviously looking up at the sky, so naming him the Thinker is really okay?"
Lin Xiaosu said: "Thinking with your head down is thinking, but thinking with your head raised is not thinking. In comparison, I personally prefer thinking with my head raised."
"Why?"
"Because only when people raise their heads can they realize their insignificance in the face of the infinite world. Only then can they truly follow the guidance of the galaxy on the other side and move forward step by step."
Ding Lizhong exhaled softly: "I chose this name! This is also my original intention when I wrote these three words!"
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Warn yourself!
This is the real reason why this strange stone is placed in the study.
Ding Ruoshui's heart beat slightly...
Of course she has seen this strange stone...
She also asked her father, did you write it wrong?
Dad didn't answer.
Today, she got her answer!
Answer from my fake boyfriend.
With just this answer, he has passed the father level.
This boyfriend's ability to get through is really amazing!
Admire, admire!
Lin Xiaosu smiled softly: "Uncle, how about sitting on the roof?"
"Rooftop? Why?"
"Because on the top of the building, uncle, you can look up at the sky."
Ding Lizhong smiled: "What about you?"
"I can take a look at the beautiful scenery of South Lake. By the way, the best viewing platform here should be on the top of the building."
"Let's move the battlefield and go to the roof!" Ding Lizhong was in an unprecedented high mood today.
This was probably because he became more and more pleased with this son-in-law.
On the top of the building is a tea room.
The hard door is the bar and the glass is the top.
Exotic flowers and plants are dotted among them. These flowers and plants are just ordinary varieties and not the products of genes.
Ding Ruoshui operated the pot with her own hands and poured tea for the two of them.
She seemed to really get into the character and really regarded Lin Xiaosu as her boyfriend.
Lin Xiaosu glanced around and praised the villa's viewing platform.
In the distance are tall buildings, showing the prosperity of the metropolis. In front of you is a lake of clear water, exquisite and flawless.
The wind blows, bringing with it the smell of the bustling city or the smell of the lake. Standing in this world, it is truly peaceful amidst the hustle and bustle.
"What's your emotion?" Ding Lizhong smiled slightly.
Lin Xiaosu smiled softly: "Uncle, I heard Ruoshui talking about you many times. I thought you were just an old scholar who concentrated on studying technology. I didn't expect that you have a sense of life. You actually like to play with calligraphy, painting, and jade. .”
"You finally got it wrong!" Ding Lizhong smiled softly: "I don't like to play with calligraphy, painting, and jade. Calligraphy and painting to me are just to feel the historical atmosphere, and jade to me is just to wake up. As a researcher, I stand in a prosperous and prosperous world. Look at the blue sea, look at the way you came, and look at the stars.”
"Look at the blue sea while looking at the prosperity, look at the stars where you came from, it's so good! Always be alert to yourself, even the jade is for alert." Lin Xiaosu said: "...Uncle, where did you find this jade? ”
Ding Ruoshui frowned slightly...
She felt that her little boyfriend was starting to show his shortcomings.
It’s great that you and dad are moving forward on this lofty issue. Why do you keep mentioning jade?
Although jade is of great value to the public, in front of people with tens of billions of dollars in wealth, it is really not very popular, you know?
(End of chapter)