Chapter 125: On the Eve of the Typhoon (Text)
I was about to turn down again, but I heard my mother scolding below, it turned out that this floor has not been repaired for many years, and it is a little old, Wu Chen tossed it on the top, and the dust fell straight down below, and smoked a "old man"!
Hearing his mother scolding below, Wu Chen hurriedly took the scroll in his hand and walked down. Seeing that a stick of incense had been burned, he smiled and helped his mother clean up her things.
Mother Wu saw that her son was holding a tattered painting, asked, and ignored it, she knew that her son liked these shabby things, and besides, her son was doing this now, maybe he could pick up a treasure at any time!
The mother and son finished packing up their things, and while talking, they went back to the place where they lived. Because of the typhoon, no one in the village went to the ground, and each of them was strengthening their houses, and busy people could be seen everywhere, which added a lot of popularity to the small village.
As a good boy in the village, Wu Chen greeted people along the way, and when he met his own parents, he handed a cigarette or something, but it took a lot of time.
When he returned home, his father was already hiding at home, chatting blindly while watching TV, and when he saw Wu Chen coming back, he told him not to go out again, this kind of day, it is safest to stay at home.
Wu Chen answered, and when he saw that there was nothing going on, he hid in the room and looked at the painting first. On the road just now, after he gently shook off the ash on it, he secretly glanced at it, the yellow luster on it was moving, at least it was a painting before the middle of the Ming Dynasty, maybe he really picked up the treasure.
Since it was an antiquity, Wu Chen didn't dare to take it lightly, for fear that there would not be enough space on the table, he first carefully spread a layer of newspaper on the ground, and then spread out the picture scroll, only to see that the picture was brown and black, and the silk was also very brittle, it should have been hung for a long time and smoked out.
In this way, he felt a little strange in his heart, looking at it this way, either the painting was not a precious thing back then, or a certain owner of the painting did not know how to cherish it, and hung it up as an ordinary scroll.
Look at the picture again, a horse is drawn with a fine brush and a dry pen in the middle, the front of the horse's head, lifelike, the expression is high-spirited, the outline of the horse's body is clearly visible, the four hooves are powerful, tied to a pillar on the left, and the left side of the column is tied to a small monkey with a fine brush, squatting on the ground, looking back as if looking at the master, it is very cute;
Further to the left, there are also two officials standing with labor and dry two strokes, wearing round-necked robes, narrow sleeves, and swallow-tailed hats, with plump faces and relaxed expressions.
Behind him is a large tree drawn with withered brushstrokes, and its branches are in the shape of a herringbone, which should be the cold season from the bare branches; On the right side of the horse, several stones of various sizes are depicted, scattered in strips at the other end of the road.
Wu Chen is the most unfamiliar with calligraphy and painting, so during this time, he has made great efforts to learn this aspect and understand some common sense.
At the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, there was a kind of low quality and very thin silk, which was not easy to ink when painting, and some calligraphers and painters at that time often put it on the paper first, and then create, after mounting, and then after a long period of time, or due to dampness and other reasons, the paper and the silk were separated, and the silk itself was brown because of the obsolescence.
In addition, this dry brush painting was popular in the Yuan Dynasty, and the painting of horses generally used gongbi, to the Ming Dynasty, basically no longer use dry brushes, and the achievements of the Yuan Dynasty horse painting, had some influence on the early Ming Dynasty, so it is not surprising that the painters of the early Ming Dynasty copied the works of the Yuan Dynasty; Thirdly, the figure in the picture is smaller than the horse, which has its common characteristics in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty.
These are the same as his previous judgment of the era, the meaning of the picture is good, it is to take the meaning of the marquis, the implication is to be the official and the knight, the three dynasties of the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties have the painting of the meaning of the marquis, it should be regarded as a more popular theme, but there is no money on this painting, and I don't know who the author of the road is.
Wu Chen looked at it and thought about it, for the time being, he could only see this, his own accumulation was still not enough, but he was also a little surprised and proud to have such insight, which was not at the same level as a few months ago!
He is not in a hurry, this line of work is a step-by-step process, it is impossible to do it in one step, and then further identification, go back and ask Tian Lao or Liu Lao.
Anyway, after a preliminary judgment, this is also a treasure, but I didn't expect that there would be this thing in my own home!
Wu Chen was excited, stood up and smoked, thinking in his heart, should he go to Da Ya and Du Qin now. When I went outside, I was bluffed, and it was as dark as night! A slight breeze flickered and flickered, rolling on the dirt field.
"I look at this day, it's a little abnormal!" Wu's father, who was sitting in the hall drinking tea, said to Wu's mother firmly while smoking, "You don't see that this style is very demonic, one by one, drilling around!" ”
"You that heart, I can't see the landing!" Although it was said on TV that this typhoon signal was going to land in this area, Wu's mother didn't care at all, and it was passed down by the elders, so there was no such thing! In the end, it's not a good place to go. Besides, everything is blessed by the old man and the lady! The incense that has just been offered is somewhat affectionate.
"By the way, Chen, your car drove to the ancestral hall in front, don't get scraped by stones!" Wu Ma saw Wu Chen looking outside in a daze, and suddenly remembered the car parked at the door, this wind together, what branches and gravel flew everywhere, God knows that the piece of Lu Road was smashed, more than one million cars!
"Zhilu Dao!" Wu Chen responded, the finished glyph distribution of the three villages in their village, the middle of the village is a small hill, after bulldozing above, the ancestral hall was built, the outside is a large square, several grocery stores are scattered, and it has become the center of the village's activities, and large-scale activities such as worship and open-air movies are held here every year.
The ancestral hall used to have large steps and thresholds, but at that time it was demolished and only four walls remained, and the inside was empty.
Over the years, the funds raised have been rebuilt, and on the original scale, it has been expanded, and two small doors have been opened on both sides of the gate, which is a passage to accommodate vehicles to enter, and there are two rows of side rooms on both sides.
When Wu Chen arrived at the ancestral hall, he didn't see anyone, so he opened a small door, drove the car to the innermost part of the passage and put it away, and then turned back to go home. If you want to say that this big tooth is true, this new car has been driving for a few days, and the enthusiasm has quickly subsided, and after returning here, I play mahjong at home every day, and this car has become Wu Chen's special car.
Although it was dusk, the sky was as dark as ink, like the night, and the wind was rushing for a while, hitting the treetops and branches! Wu Chenshen rushed home with one foot at a shallow foot, but Wu's mother shouted to go to her uncle's house in the front row to eat, and my uncle didn't go to the ground today, in his own pond, he caught some fish, and cooked several things by himself with some green onions, and the two families ate together.
Although Wu Chen has been running out all day long, under the offensive of snacks and the previous two days of getting along, the little girl is now no stranger to this big brother, and she has to sit with him! made Wu Chen's head bigger, when did he have this woman's fate? When I was a child, I saw people running and cars saw the owner of a flat tire, and there are still marks on my face that the girls in the class scratched!