Chapter 66: A Spark More Important Than Life

Pan Su's painting talent is extremely high, and Qi Baishi, He Xiangning, Zhang Daqian, Hu Peiheng and other famous calligraphers and painters have pen and ink exchanges, and later for the founding of the People's Republic of China, with Qi Baishi, Xu Shixue, Yu Feiyan, Wang Shensheng, Hu Peiheng, Pu Yizhai, Pu Xuezhai, Guan Songfang, a total of nine Chinese painting masters created the national work "Putian Tongqing". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Later, the chairman also wrote a letter of thanks to Qi Baishi and others, but for some reason Pan Su's name was not mentioned.

During the war years, the economy was sluggish, and Zhang Boju, Mei Lanfang and other opera masters formed the National Opera Society to raise funds for the anti-Japanese war charity performance.

Later, when the Anti-Japanese War broke out, Zhang Boju began to go into hiding, collecting cultural relics everywhere, unwilling to let these national treasures flow overseas.

The first is "Pingfu Post", which is the work of Lu Ji, a calligrapher of the Jin Dynasty more than 1,700 years ago, and is currently the "First Post in China"

At that time, this pair of calligraphy was in the hands of Pu Ru, a widow of the Qing Dynasty, Pu Ru was the great-grandson of Emperor Daoguang and the grandson of Prince Gong, but during the war years, his family was in the middle of the road and lived by selling cultural relics.

Zhang Boju heard that Pu Ru bought a pair of Han Gan's "White Picture of the Night" in the Tang Dynasty, which flowed abroad, and was worried that "Pingfu Post" would also repeat the mistakes of the past.

Pu Ru opened his mouth to 200,000 oceans, Zhang Boju was no longer a very rich person at that time, very depressed, and then Zhang Daqian said yes, 60,000 oceans to buy words, but Pu Ru did not agree.

Later, Pu Ru's mother passed away and was in urgent need of money, Zhang Boju wanted to buy words again, but he was afraid that this was taking advantage of people's danger, so he was embarrassed to speak, and lent Pu Ru 10,000 oceans in the name of another Pu family member to help him mourn for his mother.

Later, when Pu Ru learned of this, he brought the "Pingfu Post" to Zhang Boju, and only received 40,000 oceans, and Zhang Boju was overjoyed and looked at it as a treasure.

Later, the last emperor Pu Yi was captured by the Japanese invaders, and many Forbidden City cultures were settled among the people, and Zhang Boju heard that someone had "You Chun Tu" (which is now the treasure of the Forbidden City Town, known as the national treasure among the national treasures).

The collector who owns "You Chun Tu" wants to sell, Zhang Boju is afraid that the national treasure will be bought by outsiders and go overseas, so he comes to ask for paintings, and the merchant offers 800 taels of gold.

But at that time, Zhang Boju had already scattered his family wealth in order to collect national treasures and cultural relics, and 800 taels of gold was simply astronomical.

Later, Zhang Boju was desperate, and when he arrived at the Liuli Factory at that time, the Beijing Antique Holy Land publicly stated that ""You Chun Tu" is related to the history of Chinese civilization and is a national treasure. ”

Zhang Boju himself is very famous in the antique world, so a public statement naturally caused an uproar, and the owner of "You Chun Tu" was under a lot of pressure, and finally sold it to Zhang Boju at a price of 220 taels of gold.

Zhang Boju bought the former residence of the great eunuch Li Lianying, 'Congbi Study', overnight.

This residence occupies an area of fifteen acres of land, the best part of the capital.

sold the house and pooled the money to bring "You Chun Tu" home, Zhang Boju, who was happy like a child, was laughed at by his wife Pan Su for half his life.

Later, Du Mu's "Zhang Haohao Poem" appeared, that is, Zhang Boju was already poor, and he relied on Pan Su's painting to spend the day, but this poem was too important, Zhang Boju rolled on the ground and coquettish, and asked Pan Su to sell jewelry to help him buy the poem, Pan Su couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to agree.

In the war years, life is not safe, not to mention these fragile cultural relics, Zhang Boju collected nearly 300 cultural relics in his life, including 118 national top paintings and calligraphy, Zhang Boju spent a lifetime to protect them, did not receive damage, so future generations can see these treasures of the Chinese nation in the Palace Museum.

Instead of going to see our national treasures at the Toei Museum, or the British Museum.

Because of his collection of national treasures, Zhang Boju was targeted by kidnappers and kidnapped him to blackmail his wife Pan Su, and exchanged two hundred taels of gold bars for people, otherwise he would tear up the ticket.

When Pan Su was 'visiting prison', Zhang Boju, who had been tortured and did not look good, forced him to die, "Don't touch those calligraphy and paintings, they are all national, otherwise I will be killed by a headhead." ”

At that time, the Zhang family had no money, and even more said two hundred taels of gold bars, and the desperate Pan Su went to find Zhang Boju's old friend, Sun Yaodong, at that time Sun Yaodong was the confidential secretary of the traitor Zhou Fohai, Pan Su knelt down and begged Sun Yaodong for help, Sun Yaodong checked, it was a spy who did it, just for Zhang Boju's cultural relics.

Sun Yaodong intervened, and the group of kidnappers were afraid of Sun Yaodong and sold Zhang Boju to another warlord, Lin Zhijiang, Sun Yaodong contacted Lin Zhijiang and exchanged 20 gold bars for Zhang Boju.

In Zhang Boju's eyes, these calligraphy and paintings have long been more important than life.

In 1956, Zhang Boju felt that he was a little old, and he was afraid that he would not be able to protect these calligraphy and paintings, so he donated them to the Forbidden City and rewarded 200,000 yuan, but Zhang Boju refused.

At that time, many friends didn't understand Zhang Boju's actions, and he was extremely poor and kept these national treasures for the country all his life, why didn't he pay for it.

Later, Zhang Boju said to a friend after drinking: "I bought calligraphy and paintings, bought national treasures, scattered all my family wealth, and went through hardships, not to use them to sell them for money, but because I was afraid that they would flow abroad and die in a foreign land." ”

When the last batch of cultural relics were donated, Zhang Boju wrote down in his notes, "This is the end, and my wish is also a major event in my life!"

In addition to loving the country, Zhang Boju loves to sing opera, and Peking Opera master Yu Shuyan taught his disciples not to have more than five plays, but he taught Zhang Boju more than 50 plays.

Zhang Boju, a ticket friend, also cooperated with Yu Shuyan to compile "Modern Drama Rhyme", which is a rare and important document in Liyuan.

Zhang Boju is a gentleman, Mr. Big said this, Wang Yao also felt it.

But Mr. Big went into hiding early, not knowing what happened next.

But it was a selfless gentleman like Zhang Boju who was beaten as a 'rightist' in that struggle, and his life was always in danger, and ten years of criticism made these old men miserable, but even in this case.

The old couple were still dragged out to parade the streets during the day, and wrote poems and paintings in the thatched hut at night.

Someone wanted to burn the painting of the old couple, Zhang Boju knelt on the painting and begged, "If you want to burn it, burn me, these are all national treasures, and if you burn it, there will be no more." ”

Later, Zhang Boju calmed down, and General Chen Yi was full of apologies: "People like you have been beaten as rightists, I should apologize to you." ”

Zhang Boju smiled, very self-deprecating, "The country is big, there are many people, personal grievances are not grievances, I look at the calligraphy and paintings of the ancients are also more eye-catching, why don't you allow others to give me a wrong hat?"

Zhang Boju has deep trust and love for this nation, because he is a gentleman.

But Zhang Boju's later years were not stable, he became a down-and-out beggar with no food stamps, relying on relatives and friends to get by.

But even though he has changed from a generation of super-rich talents to a down-and-out old man, Zhang Boju still did not complain, and smiled at everything life gave him.

Master Wang Shixiang, the first 'player' of the modern Dragon Kingdom, is an old friend of Zhang Boju, and he went to see him in his diary when he went to see him.

In addition to his age, he opened his mouth, his mood and body were no different from 20 years ago, he did not complain, he did not care about people, he was calm, and he put himself away. ’

Later, General Chen Yi died, and Zhang Boju could not attend the funeral because of his sensitive identity, so he wrote a couplet and sent it.

'The sword is like a cloud, as a dry city, loyalty is not easy, the military voice is in Huaihai, the love is in the south of the Yangtze River, Wanshu is full of mourning, looking back at the great rivers and mountains, and leaving Chixian forever.

Swaying to save the day, receiving the bottle, the pride still exists, worthy of life, meritorious to the world, Jiuquan should smile, look at the new world, all over the red flag. ’

The couplet was praised by the chairman when he saw it, and Mrs. Chen Yi took the opportunity to introduce Zhang Boju's life and downfalls, and later Premier Zhou arranged Zhang Boju to work in the Central Literature and History, and Pan Su was also a painter of the Chenglan Chinese Painting Institute.

In his later years, Zhang Boju lived still poor, but he was still conscientious, and then he caught a cold unexpectedly, Zhang Boju was old, and the cold was easy to cross-infect, and Pan Su wanted to transfer the hospital to a separate ward.

But the hospital rejected it on the grounds that 'Zhang Boju's level is not enough'.

After two days, the old man finally got infected, from a cold to pneumonia, and finally went west.

Some students went to the gate of the Beijing Hospital and shouted, "Do you know who Zhang Boju is? You say that he is not enough to live in a single room, and the things he has donated to the state alone are enough to buy 10 of your hospitals." ”

But who cares?

Who cares about what it went through when watching "You Chun Tu" before it appeared in front of you completely.

When anyone looks at "Pingfu Post" and sighs at Lu Ji's calligraphy, while taking it as a glory, he remembers that for this character, an old man sold his family property.

No one would care about Mr. Fan's "Praise of Taoist Costumes", and they would think that someone was kidnapped by gangsters for him and was sick and dying.

No one cares, or no one mentions it, which may not matter to a person who loves the country with his life, who is not looking for this, but the value of self-realization.

But Wang Yao couldn't help but care, since he knew, it was necessary for him to repair the book and set up a biography for him.

Even if no one cared, at least, he did.

He can't control others, and since he knows it, he must remember it.

It is precisely because of these great people that the nation is strong enough.

Mr. Big finally got drunk, or rather tired, and lay on the bed with his eyes closed, tears from the corners of his eyes wetting the pillow towel along the uneven wrinkles.

Wang Yao squatted beside the bed for a long time, and finally got up and helped Jin Wensheng to another room.

"Xiao Yao, if you don't have this play, don't write it. Jin Wensheng said in a daze.

"Master, what are you talking about?" Wang Yao chuckled, helped the old man to the bed, and took off his writing.

"I'm a little scared, what if you're like us? Why don't you go back and go to school. Jin muttered.

"It's out. Wang Yao chuckled and covered the old man with a quilt.

"Master has seen too many tragedies back then, I don't know if it will happen now, but today, I think about it again, it's too terrifying, it's too scary. ”

The old man muttered as if he had a demonic obstacle.

Wang Yao took out the silver needle from his waist, there was a lack of lighter, stabbed a few acupuncture points on Jin Wensheng's fingers, released a few drops of blood and left.

Looking up at the moon, which was as round as a lunar disk, Wang Yao smiled.

These old people are really cute, life and reality make them waver, but they have ambitions, love for future generations, and expectations for future generations.

The gentleman, Hu Congwu, must have been a victim of the turmoil, or he would not have been so alert to a stranger's visit.

Mr. Big had obviously heard of it, but he hadn't experienced it, but with his experience, he could sense Hu Congwu's fear, so he took the book.

Borrowing books, naturally to return, whether the host to pick up, or guests to send, will meet again, this time is to give both sides time to think, the problem does not need to be said clearly, the attitude can see everything.

The fear that Jin Wensheng said made Wang Yao have no way of knowing, but he knew that sooner or later he would face the same fear.

Wang Yao is not confused at all, because he has to stick to his heart.

Times are different, aren't they?

Truth is useless, but time will give a verification of truth.

And Wang Yao's role is to let these people who have been wiped out by time leave a spark.

A spark can start a prairie fire.