The mahogany box was covered with a thick layer of brocade cloth, Zheng Zheng pinched the corner of the brocade cloth and tried to tear it, but it was not torn, it seems that this brocade cloth is completely not damp under the protection of so many boxes one by one. Looking at this brocade cloth, Zheng Zheng somewhat understood why the ancestors of the Xie family had to get so many boxes together, in order to avoid damage to the contents of this box by the environment as much as possible.

As for what exactly is in this box, Zheng Zheng probably knows it in his heart.

Unveiled the brocade cloth, and a scroll covered by the brocade cloth appeared in front of Zheng Zheng's eyes.

Zheng Zheng carefully took out the scroll, found a clean place on the ground, and carefully unfolded the scroll.

This is a picture, a peach tree with brilliant flowers occupies most of the picture, a small thatched hut in the distance, and a green mountain hidden among the white clouds in the distance.

There was a small table under the peach tree, on which were placed a jug and a cup, but no one was there.

The peach blossoms are splendid, the petals are fluttering, and one or two petals are about to fall into the wine cup.

"It looks like a pastoral school?" Zheng Zheng looked at it, and then looked for the title or handwriting on the painting, but found nothing.

Generally speaking, after completing a painting, young people in ancient literature and art had to mention a name on it, so that others could know what it was. Or add Braille to explain why you have a temporary inspiration to draw it, and finally you have to write the year, month and day, and then stamp a seal of your own, and that's it. In the future, even if he walks on the street, people can point to him and say to others: "Hey, did you see that grandson?" Then "Fun in the Room" is the ...... he painted" This is called fame, this is the pie, basically the same concept as the pen name of the online writer, but it is more troublesome than this.

But there is no handwriting in this picture, and Zheng Zheng just wants to know who drew it.

Just when he was scratching his head and puzzled, Zheng Zheng saw something different on a flower on the peach blossom tree, he got closer to take a closer look, but saw that the flower was printed with a small seal, and the inscription was "Escape Zen Immortal".

"Escape from the Zen immortals? such a literary and artistic ...... Which one...... Why is it so familiar......

Zheng Zheng looked at the inscription of "Escape from Zen Immortals" and felt a little familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember whose handwriting it was. He frowned and stared at the painting and looked at it, and after seeing the peach blossom tree and the wine, Zheng Zheng had a flash of inspiration in his head, and finally thought of whose handiwork it was.

There is only one person who calls himself "Escape Zen Immortal" and loves peach blossoms very much-Tang Yin and Tang Bohu.

"I'll ...... Tang Bohu's true handiwork?" Zheng Zheng gasped, approached the picture scroll, and looked at it carefully.

There are only a few authentic works of Tang Bohu that have been handed down by name and surname, most of which are collected in various museums, and the rest should be in the hands of private collectors, which is basically impossible to see on the market. But there is a question here, that is, what Tang Bohu "handed down"—that is, what has been handed down and is well known—is there such a few, but will there be other unrecorded and unknown authentic works of Tang Bohu?

Don't think about this, there should be this, but whether it has been handed down or not is two to say. However, there are often people on the market who use this gimmick to take out a painting, saying that this is Tang Bohu's uninherited genuine work to bluff people, and sometimes they can really fool one or two laymen.

Hearing Zheng Zheng's low exclamation, Xie Miao also took a closer look, and she said with some uncertainty: "This ...... Really?"

"Almost. Zheng Zheng nodded and said: "This painting is indeed Tang Bohu's handwriting from the perspective of brushwork, and the paper is also authentic, which can't be wrong." ”

"Could it be that someone imitated it?" Xie Miao frowned and said: "Tang Bohu was a very famous painter even at that time, it shouldn't be difficult for someone to copy his handwriting, right? ”

Zheng Zheng shook his head and smiled, and asked, "How much do you know about Tang Bohu's life?"

"Not much. Xie Miao said: "I majored in marketing management in college, and Chinese art history is only an elective, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Although my ancestors were in the antique business, my father's generation had nothing to do with the antique business, and he would not talk to me about this. ”

Zheng Zheng nodded: "Okay, then I'll give you a temporary popularization of Tang Bohu's life, and also let you have a number in your heart." After telling you this, you will know why I said that this is Tang Bohu's real work. ”

Zheng Zheng sorted out his thoughts and said: "Tang Bohu is famous as a teenager, and he won the first place in the exam at the age of sixteen, which was very remarkable at the time, anyway, I was inferior to him when I was sixteen years old...... When he was twenty-nine years old, Tang Bohu went to Nanjing to participate in the township examination, and won the first place Xie Yuan. Then in the next year, when this guy went to Beijing to take the exam, he was involved in the scientific examination fraud case, and from this time on, it was considered a calf. ”

"There are too many things to say about this scientific research fraud case, but in the end, although Tang Bohu did not receive any punishment for this incident, he was also disappointed in the officialdom. To put it bluntly, it is a literary and artistic young man with a good face, and after carrying this matter, he feels that it is a shame to enter the officialdom again, so he simply no longer thinks about being an official. ”

"This guy is also unlucky, the exam room is frustrated, and he has a quarrel with his daughter-in-law when he gets home, and then his daughter-in-law abandons him. But either they say that they are artists, they can think about it, and their daughter-in-law is not very uncomfortable when they leave, and they make a living by reading books, selling books and paintings, and although they are poor, they are still happy. ”

"When he was thirty-six years old, this guy built a few thatched huts in Taohuawu, north of Suzhou, named 'Peach Blossom Nunnery', and lived a free life here by himself. Selling paintings to make money, and then buying wine when you have money, can be regarded as indulgence. ”

Zheng Zheng paused, sighed and said: "This is a relatively leisurely day in Tang Bohu's life, if you count it in the future, Tang Bohu's fate is really not good, it can be called a bleak evening." ”

"You come to see this painting," Zheng Zheng pointed to the painting and said to Xie Miao: "The peach blossoms in this painting are brilliant, and it looks like a portrayal of Tang Bohu's indulgent state of mind." But when you look at the clouds covering the mountains in the distance, with this peach tree, you can feel that the mountains on the painting are a bit desolate and lonely while being wanton, which is also a portrayal of Tang Yin's heart. ”

"When Tang Yin lived in Peach Blossom Nunnery, he was only thirty-six years old, and he was in the prime of life. At that time, it was only about six years since the fraud case in the examination room, you think about it, a person who is in the prime of life, should show his talents and has his own splendid chest but for various reasons to avoid the mountains and forests, although it can be regarded as happy, but there is always a little flamboyant attitude in the heart can not be vented. ”

"Besides, is Tang Bohu really unintentional about officialdom? Not necessarily. This can be seen in his later experiences. In the ninth year of Zhengde in the Ming Dynasty, that is, in 1514 AD, Tang Bohu was recruited to Nanchang by King Ning with a large amount of money. If he really completely lost his thoughts about officialdom and completely lost his thoughts about the red dust in the world, then he would have lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, so why did he come out again? From this point, it can be seen that Tang Bohu still had some ambitions in his heart during his time in Taohua'an, and he wanted to show his talents, but because of the previous fraud case in the examination room, he couldn't erase that face. ”

"It's just that King Ning is not a good person, and he is ready to oppose the Ming Dynasty emperor. Tang Bohu is out of luck now, so he can only pretend to be crazy and stupid and get out of this matter, which can be regarded as escaping. This incident should have consumed the last bit of passion in Tang Bohu's heart, and his spirit was not coming, so after returning home from Nanchang, he was sick all the year round, and died of illness in 1523. ”

Zheng Zheng sighed, gently rolled up the scroll, and said: "Judging from the later events, Tang Bohu, who lived in seclusion in the Peach Blossom Nunnery, is in a state where he has to be reckless and indulgent. This painting is not so much a painting of scenery, but more of a contrast of Tang Bohu's state of mind at that time. ”

"Combined with the judgment of paper, brushwork, and ink," Zheng Zheng said, putting the scroll into the box, "This painting must be Tang Bohu's authentic work, and this cannot be wrong." I think the ancestors of the Xie family should also start from here, and add the information revealed on this painting to determine the authenticity of this painting. ”

Xie Miao was a little absorbed when she heard this, and Zheng Zheng's words were interrupted for a while before she reacted. She looked at Zheng Zheng with wonderful eyes, and did not hide her admiration: "It's amazing......"

Lonely men and widows are in the same place, and this place is still a pure place where no third person will disturb it. The light in the stone room was dim and ambiguous, and a girl said to a man with a wonderful eye, "It's amazing", which is easy to make people want to be crooked...... It's like a girl eating bananas in front of a man, although it seems to be a very normal thing, but it's always easy to make people want to be crooked unconsciously.

"Ahem...... That's just so. Zheng Zheng coughed dryly and said. Xie Miao's "so powerful" reminded Zheng Zheng of Bai Xiaoxue, who was emotional that night, and when Bai Xiaoxue was confused, Bai Xiaoxue also said this sentence in a soft and charming voice, and now in Zheng Zheng's ears, it reminded Zheng Zheng of some fragments about that night.

There is a way to eat the marrow and know the taste, after Zheng Zheng tasted the freshness of men and women, sometimes it is inevitable that he will be a little irritated. After all, he is a young man of the right age, with strong firepower, and sometimes once he wants to move, an evil fire goes straight to his head.

Later, although he slept in the same bed with Bai Xiaoxue, this was more like torture with a little happiness for Zheng Zheng - he could smell Bai Xiaoxue's body fragrance before going to bed every night, and the warm fragrant nephrite was close but he couldn't do it, which was simply the most inhumane torture. This is also harmful, Zheng Zheng carries a gun every night before going to bed, and he is holding back a ball of anger every day.

Xie Miao's "so powerful" reminded Zheng Zheng of some pictures, and at the same time, it also made the fire in his heart burn......