Chapter 805: Eighteen and One Persons
It was at this stage that Tang Bohu's painting skills improved, especially figure painting. And many pictures of ladies and beauties, demeanor and movements, I am afraid they are all obtained from Shen Jiuniang.
If the bumpy life experience created the foundation of Tang Bohu's artistic achievements, then Shen Jiuniang added a lot of charm to Tang Bohu's artistic achievements.
At this time, Tang Yi and Wen Jia had already opened the album, and it was indeed eighteen pictures of ladies, and on each picture, there was a seal, the same seal:
Tang Yin's private seal.
The seals of the inscription poem in front are "Tang Baihu" and "Nanjing Xie Yuan", which actually implies Tang Bohu's two life experiences. This "Tang Yin's private seal" falls on the picture of the lady, which naturally has a meaning.
The ladies on each lady picture have different costumes, and each lady picture is equipped with a different kind of flowers, which set off with the ladies and form a specific taste.
For example, the lady in the background of peony flowers, holding a painting fan in her right hand and a peony in her left hand, has the meaning of infinite affection.
For example, the lady in the background of the orchid, sitting deeply frowning and frowning, seems to be whispering to the flowers, revealing a kind of resentment.
However, in the eighteen pictures of ladies, the faces of all ladies are the same.
Delicate and elegant, but without losing brilliance. It is like a hibiscus curling out of the water in the green leaves, and it is like a peach blossom swaying slightly in the wind in the spring breeze.
Shen Jiuniang!
This face is Shen Jiuniang's face! Tang Yixin said suddenly, and his thoughts also diffused.
It's just a pity that Tang Bohu's last spiritual comfort was gone when Tang Bohu was forty years old and in the prime of life.
Tang Bohu entered Beijing to catch the exam, and the spring breeze was proud, and it was in a spring. And Shen Jiuniang was terminally ill and was about to leave Tang Bohu in the winter.
Withered like a flower.
It is said that before dying, Shen Jiuniang did not forget to tell Tang Bohu, now, all your roads are impassable, but becoming a generation of calligraphy and painting masters, through the ages, can still be realized!
Tang Bohu burst into tears. Well, whether he cried or not Tang Yi of course didn't know, Tang Yi just felt that he should cry.
In the darkest stage of life, in the loneliest stage of life, in the most frustrated stage of life, there is such a woman who attaches equal importance to beauty and wisdom, loves him with all her might, regardless of gains and losses, does not ask for returns, and does not work tirelessly. Although, she's just a prostitute.
Even when this woman was dying, she still did not forget to cheer up her beloved man and let him continue to pursue something. So, it is unlikely that he will not cry.
For the rest of his life, it is unlikely that he will forget this woman.
He chose to draw such an album, carry it with him, and enjoy it all the time, but it was possible.
The eighteen souls of the ladies are actually one person.
The grief of the departure of the family and the bitterness of the untimely death of the official career are not as profound as the death of the confidant.
Because, this time, he really has nothing.
After Shen Jiuniang left, Tang Bohu also took refuge in small officials such as Zhixian County, and also took refuge in big bosses like Zhu Chenhao, King Ning, but in the end, as Shen Jiuniang said, all roads are impassable, and the only thing left is painting.
Tang Bohu paints and sells paintings, and there are a lot of them, but the style of painting is uncertain, and it is difficult to guess.
"The so-called uncertain style of painting, I'm afraid there is no real heart." Tang Yi sighed.
"Impossible, right? If you don't care, you can produce a boutique that has been passed down through the ages? Wen Jia couldn't help but ask.
"I mean, compared to this album, the other works are not really distracted." Tang Yi closed the album and said slowly.
This self-appreciating album that I carry with me is undoubtedly the best of blood, crowning all Tang Yin's character paintings, which is unparalleled in the world.
How did Boss Kong get it, it is indeed impossible to verify it, but it is left to the guqin, but there is a trace of fit.
Although the guqin was not met when Boss Kong was down, although the guqin did not pay anything for Boss Kong, he was born in a Qinglou and was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially the like-minded point, I am afraid that other family members cannot replace it.
Moreover, he also abandoned this woman when he left the country. This album of ladies and gentlemen, left for the guqin, is the same as the enamel bottle, which is a kind of reverse meaning.
"Alas, this album, don't talk about you, I don't advocate shooting, this "Eighteen Souls" is too vividly painted, looking at it, I feel like I have walked into the painting, as if I have experienced the emotions of the people in the painting! Wen Jia sighed.
The real masterpiece is not a question of understanding or not, but a question of whether emotions can be mobilized.
"Now Tang Bohu's fake paintings are flying all over the sky, as long as this album is released, then a large number of imitations will appear, not only albums, but also all kinds of single paintings." Tang Yi said with a smile, "This person is a person with a temperament, and only such a person can really achieve something in art." ”
"That's hard to say. I think Tang Bohu is a genius. You see, he was born in the year of Yin, the month of Yin, and the day of his birth is very unusual. Wen Jia said.
Tang Yi smiled bitterly, "This is another miscommunication, there are too many misinformation about Tang Bohu." ”
"Huh? Can the date of birth be miscommunicated? Wen Jia was stunned.
"Tang Bohu has an epitaph, this is easy to find, it clearly says that he was born on the fourth day of the second month of the sixth year of Chenghua, and the sixth year of Chenghua is indeed the year of Yin, but February is not the month of Yin, and the fourth day of the first month is not the day of Yin. Also, Tang Bohu's younger brother is called Tang Shen, who was born in Shen Nian, that is, he is a monkey. So it should just be named according to the year. Tang Yi explained.
"I see!" Wen Jia suddenly laughed, "I said, actually, you are so awesome now, and it doesn't all depend on the blessings of your ancestors, your foundation is really good!" ”
"I hate the lack of books when they are used, and I still regret that I don't have enough time to go to the library!" Tang Yi is colorful.
"Don't praise you and you'll gasp, okay, hurry up and look at these two little boxes!" Wen Jia said, picking up the smallest square box, "Look at the smallest one this time!" ”
Wen Jia said that, and opened it directly, and in the box, there was a round jade piece.
There is a gap in the middle, which is obviously a round jade box. The material is high-grade Hetian white jade, the craftsmanship is excellent and meticulous, typical of the Qianlong workers of the Qing Dynasty.
On the lid of the box, a small block poem was also engraved:
The rain rouge is a little bit gone, the half-open season is the most enchanting, who has a golden house, and the east wind is deeply locked to store Gillian.
Xiaokai is easy to identify, Wen Jia read this poem, and couldn't help but say, "This jade box is obviously given to the guqin, and this boss Kong is too straightforward, Golden House, store Gillian!" Kanaya Zangjiao. ”
"yes." Tang Yi said, "However, this poem is used very cleverly, although it is a poem by He Xiyao in the Tang Dynasty describing begonias, it points out the purpose of this jade box."