Taiwan Entertainment 1971

Ismail was a Spanish count, but a "poor" count. Although he made a lot of money with two factories and a wine estate in Andalusia, he was strapped for his daily expenses and aristocratic pomp. At the very least, the annual maintenance and security costs of the ancestral castle and the artworks inside have deflated his pocket.

Three months ago, a Chinese approached him and said he wanted to rent his castle for a movie, but he refused without thinking. In his opinion, there is no art at all about cinema, bullfighting, horseback riding, hunting, fencing and opera are truly worthy of his aristocratic status.

But soon he changed his mind again, the reason is very simple, the reason why the Chinese looked for him was actually because of Audrey. Hepburn recommended. Ismail & Audrey. Hepburn's ancestors are King Edward III of England, a few years ago when Audrey became popular, the two recognized relatives, these years after Audrey died, often popular in Belgium, the Netherlands and Spain and other places, often visit his home. Ismail's wife, Bennet, was with Audrey. Hepburn was a close friend, and Audrey opened her mouth that even if he didn't agree, his wife would agree.

One sunny afternoon, after Wang Zijun came to Spain, he arranged the crew and took Li Jinghao to visit. As for Sean, this young man has already started school and is studying at school.

"Please follow me, sir." The housekeeper bowed and took Wang Zijun in.

The castle in front of you, which is said to have been built in the 15th century, is a mixture of Gothic and Romanesque styles, and from a distance, there is a sense of coldness, majesty, and elegance and sacredness.

After entering the gate of the castle, the trees and flowers inside are shaded, all the building facilities are medieval, and even the guards and servants inside are wearing retro costumes, which makes Wang Zijun repeatedly and instantly return to Europe hundreds of years ago.

It is a good place to retire, and when Lao Tzu is older, he will also get a castle to live in. Wang Zijun's gaze swept over the scenery in front of him, and this thought came to his heart.

"Sir, Lord and Madame—> are inside." The housekeeper reminded Wang Zijun before knocking on the door, "Lord Earl, Mr. Zachary has come to visit you." ”

"Please come in." Voices came from inside the room.

Wang Zijun followed the housekeeper through the hall into the room, the furnishings here are very artistic, there are medieval armor, sculptures, and one or two pieces of Chinese porcelain in the corner, and the walls are all European oil paintings, Wang Zijun looked at it, he didn't recognize a single one.

Ismail. The Earl of Antelip was an old man in his fifties, wearing a tight-fitting suit, and he was slender and short, less than 1.7 meters tall. And the Countess-> was tall and large-boned, and looked much younger than her husband.

"Hello, Count Antlip, Countess->," Wang Zijun smiled.

Before Ismael could speak, Countess > Bennett smiled a little reservedly: "You are Zachary from China. Oh, what a beautiful young man, the king. ”

Wang Zijun squeezed her outstretched gloved hand, and after kissing her hand, he said, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Count Ismail smiled reluctantly at Wang Zijun, and when he shook hands, he stopped and said, "Please take a seat."

Wang Zijun's hanging fingers tapped a hook, Li Jinghao came up with a gift, Wang Zijun said: "This is the best tea and embroidery from China, a small meaning, not a tribute." ”

Ismail glanced at the butler, and the butler came up to receive the gift, and the countess >opened the silk embroidery and looked at it, and was dumbfounded, and exclaimed, "Oh my God, isn't this a painting?" ”。

The silk embroidery sent by Wang Zijun is the famous Shu embroidery, and it is a double-sided embroidery, with a peony picture embroidered on one side and a peacock and bamboo on the other side. At a glance, the goldfish seems to be alive, and the peony flowers seem to be blooming in the spring breeze; On the other side, the green bamboo seems to be dripping green ink, and the white peacock feathers give people the feeling of sticking real feathers.

As a Westerner, Mrs. Bennett-> could not have imagined how this thin, almost translucent silk could be embroidered on both sides, and it was so perfect.

Even Ismail, who had always had a cold attitude, was surprised, and couldn't help but twist the silk embroidery to see what was going on, and exclaimed: "Magical oriental artwork." ”,

Wang Zijun smiled slightly, when the civil war between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party ended, many artists and craftsmen from the mainland went to Hong Kong and Taiwan, and there were countless capable people. Wang Zijun's Shu embroidery is just a fine product in the works of a certain Shu embroidery master.

Mrs. Bennett-> suddenly said, "Aren't you bothering with choosing a gift, my dear?" Isn't that just one piece? ”

"You said you would use this silk embroidery to give it to His Highness Carlos?" Ismail asked.

"Of course, isn't that just right?". Bennett said.

Wang Zijun stood next to him, listening to the conversation between the two, sweat dripping from his forehead - these two were so strange, talking about transferring gifts to others in front of guests.

Ismail was also aware of this problem, and smiled at Wang Zijun and said, "I'm really sorry, we are discussing a gift for a big person, and there is nothing more suitable than this artifact of oriental art." ”

Wang Zijun smiled: "It doesn't matter, this silk embroidery is now your private belongings, and you have the right to decide how it is disposed of." ”

Ismail's attitude towards Wang Zijun was not so cold, he came over and put his hand on Wang Zijun's shoulder, and said with a kind smile: "Chinese, can you tell us about the origin of this artwork?" ”。

Wang Zijun didn't know who he was going to give it to, but he thought it was a big shot. In this case, the more the gift has the origin, the more face the giver has, Wang Zijun simply began to add oil and vinegar to the nonsense: "This silk embroidery is called Shu embroidery, which originated in Sichuan, the southwest province of Red China, and this skill has a history of 2,000 years. This one in your hand is even more remarkable, it is a tribute to the emperor during the Qing Dynasty, and in the past, only the emperor could enjoy it, and even the high-ranking and powerful royal family could not see it. Later, during the war in China, it was stolen by a court attendant and left to the people, and finally I bought it at a high price. Moreover, this work of art, which has been preserved in the palace with special technology for hundreds of years, has not left any traces of time at all, and even modern technology cannot be identified. If you want to use it as a gift, I recommend that you ask a craftsman to make it into a screen, so that it looks more noble and functional. Originally, it used to have a screen, but it was too troublesome when I left the country, so I had it removed. ”

"Oh, is it? It is actually an item of the Qing Dynasty royal family, no wonder it is so exquisite. "Mrs. Bennett-> apparently took Wang Zijun's words seriously.

Ismail touched the silk embroidery, and had some doubts in his heart, if its origin was really so bizarre, Wang Zijun would take it to him? However, he did not continue to delve into this topic. In fact, the more Wang Zijun blows, the better he will give it away.

Ismael's gift was given to Juan, the heir to the next head of state of Spain. Carlos. Franco, who has ruled Spain for 36 years, is terminally ill, and Franco, who is in his eighties, has been ill several times this year, and is only one step away from entering the coffin.

Today's Spain claims to be a monarchy, but it is a ** government, and Franco claims to be the supreme head of state for life. Once Franco died, he succeeded to the throne of the head of state. Carlos was the grandson of the last king of Spain, and a down-and-out aristocrat like Ismail naturally began to liven his mind.

Now, these nobles have been in contact privately, as long as Juan . As soon as Carlos came to power, they used the power at their disposal to help restore the monarchy.

Now that the political situation in Spain is almost decided, Juan. Carlos' restoration of the monarchy also won the support of many capable people. Although Ismail is a count, his economic and political influence is very weak, and if he wants to get more benefits after the new monarch ascends the throne, he naturally has to make good relations in advance.

It is very troublesome to pick a gift for a big person, and give money directly, Ismail's little money is not enough to see, so the only way to do it is to give art. Ismail's castle is well hidden in a lot of antiques, but the European works of art have been given away by the Earl in order to keep his fortune during Franco's early bloody ** period, leaving only a pile of Chinese paintings and calligraphy and a small amount of porcelain that not many people can look at.

Ismail now has only one painting of Picasso in his hand, but this painting must be given to a powerful figure under Franco, and Wang Zijun's silk embroidery is just right for the prince. Mysterious, exquisite, and a Chinese artwork that makes people marvel at a glance should arouse Juan. Carlos's attention.

In Ismail's mind, Wang Zijun's embroidery is much more useful than the pile of Chinese paintings and calligraphy in the castle. ,

"Thank you so much, Mr. Zachary, for solving one of my big troubles." Ismail Dow.

Wang Zijun said: "No, you are too polite, I still need to trouble you about making a movie this time." ”

"In return, I would like to give you a piece of Chinese art." Ismail said, "Chinese, originally visited my collection room?" ”。

"Of course." Wang Zijun said.

Wang Zijun came to the collection room with Mr. and Mrs. Ismail, and was immediately shocked, your sister's eyes are full of Chinese antiques. Strangely enough, most of these Chinese antiques are paintings and calligraphy, followed by swords and bronzes, and porcelain, with only two or three pieces.

"All from China?" Wang Zijun suddenly recalled the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance.

"Yes, my grandfather bought it from some soldiers back then. There used to be more, but unfortunately, most of the boutiques were given to the Falangists. You know, those damned fascists, forty years ago in Spain to purge half a million dissidents. Ismail was a little sad, "Even the Da Vinci work handed down by my grandfather has not been saved." ”

Wang Zijun walked twice, stopped in front of a landscape painting, and looked at it, and the inscription was actually Zhao Mengfu, but a picture of "Pine and Snow in Streams and Mountains".

"Grandfather Ling, he must be a big collector." Wang Zijun complimented in his mouth, but sighed in his heart, there are so many fine products in the collection room of a down-and-out aristocrat like Ismail, and I don't know how many Chinese artworks are scattered all over the world.

"Of course, my grandfather was not only a collector, but also a painter. When Picasso was young, he was also mentored by him. Ismail said proudly.

Wang Zijun thought to himself, then you are an out-and-out loser, and you actually gave away most of the things left by your grandfather.

"Chinese, pick one, pick one you like the most." Ismail said.

In fact, Ismail did not take this collection seriously, he felt that the most valuable Western art and Chinese porcelain had long been gone, leaving behind something that no one wanted to see. In this era, Europe has not come out of decay without much money, Chinese mainland is still a planned economy, and the life of Chinese tycoons in Hong Kong and Taiwan is not as generous as in later generations. Therefore, except in the hands of some enthusiasts, these Chinese antiques are not sold at all, and no one buys them.

Wang Zijun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Lord Earl, I like everything here. I wonder if you can sell me a few? ”

"You want to buy it?" Ismail was surprised, "Of course, which ones are you going to buy?" ”

"All, all Chinese antiques here." Wang Zijun said.

"All? You're kidding, there are hundreds of them. It's not that Ismail doesn't plan to sell, but he's worried about Wang Zijun's purchasing power. He had no interest in these Chinese antiques, especially calligraphy and paintings, and in fact, he had little interest in the paintings of his native artist, Picasso. The oil paintings on the walls outside are just to show their taste.

Ismael's grandfather was a child when he died, and his father later died in the Spanish Civil War, and the family went into decline. He has no talent, in order to make a living, in addition to gifts, he has sold a lot of collections, and now he has left behind those who refuse to sell at a low price and cannot be sold at a high price.

"I'm serious." "Although I'm not an artist or a collector, these things come from China, and when I come across them, I'm obligated to bring them back." ”

"You're a patriot?" Ismail smiled, "It's admirable, there are a total of one hundred and seven Chinese antiques here, how much are you going to pay?" ”

Wang Zijun half told the truth, half pretended to be stupid and said: "I don't know anything about these things, how much do you think is appropriate?" ”

"How about three million dollars?" Ismail Dow.

"What? Three million dollars? Wang Zijun lost his voice.

Ismail said: "Is it expensive?" ”。

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