Bamboo ladies, vertical scroll, paper.

Created in: 1943.

Size: 111×32cm.

Style: Mingyue Wang Langqu, Bamboo Branch Xiang Female Song. The west wind is falling, and the sleeves are worried. In November, it seems that Zhitaoren's brother is right. Daqian Zhangzhan.

Seal: Zhang Daqian - Shu Ke - Modern Ring Body.

When it comes to the name Zhang Daqian, even if you are not a collector, I am afraid that most of you have heard of him.

Zhang Daqian is a genius painter, whose creations are "the length of the body of the people, and the richness of the two sects of the north and the south", integrating literati painting, writer's painting, court painting and folk art. In Chinese painting, figures, landscapes, flowers and birds, fish, insects, and animals, all of them are fine, omnipotent, and refined. The poems are frank and bold, the calligraphy is vigorous and elegant, soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, and has a unique style.

In recent years, at auctions, all of his paintings have been sold at sky-high prices, and he is extremely famous.

"Zhang Daqian?" Looking at the ancient painting taken out of the scroll, Lian Lian was dumbfounded: "Mom, don't tell me that this painting is real?" ”

Yan Wanru exhaled, slightly excited to take the painting in her hand and look at it several times, at the end, she looked at me like a monster, lost her mind and said: "I can't be wrong, it is the true work of Mr. Zhang Daqian, "The Lady of Bamboo Cultivation", November 1943, Zhang Daqian's trip to Dunhuang that lasted more than two years finally came to a successful conclusion, and this "Lady of Bamboo Cultivation" was created at that time. Although it is still the traditional theme of ladies that Zhang Daqian is good at, it has been significantly different from the style before the trip to Dunhuang in terms of lines, coloring, clothing and face treatment, etc., especially the bamboo cultivation behind the ladies, which is not only an indispensable image for the unification of the whole picture, but also forms a strong contrast with the ladies' handwriting method, which has a strong visual impact, and the cultural connotation represented by its imagery is more composed of a plump and complete image system with the image of the ladies. ”

I was slightly surprised, "You know it? "I don't know much about the origin of the painting, even if I've seen it reported in later generations.

"Well, I had the pleasure of seeing this painting at the auction once when I was a child, and my brother ...... at that time" Speaking of this, Yan Wanru paused, quietly paid attention to Grandma Bao's face, and saw that she didn't react, so she said: "That auction was taken by my brother, I remember very clearly, I was young at the time, ignorant, and I begged to raise a card to fight for this "Bamboo Lady", and finally, my brother said that the money was not enough, and did not let me continue to hold the card, this painting seems to have been taken away by an old man. ”

Lian Lian snorted, staring at me blankly, unable to speak.

Grandma Bao also sat beside us with interest, "...... Since it was taken away in the first place, what about this painting? ”

Yan Wanru looked at me in disbelief: "That's why I wondered, why did "The Lady of Bamboo Cultivation" go to the wall of the Municipal Public Security Bureau in this scroll of modern craft painting?" Jing, you already knew, right? That's why I didn't ask for the 100,000 yuan bonus, but replaced it with a pair of worthless craft paintings. ”

Seeing that everyone looked at me with that kind of weird eyes, I coughed embarrassedly, "Actually, I don't know exactly what's going on, I don't know very well, but I heard someone say a sentence before, saying that there is a painting of Zhang Daqian hidden in a landscape painting, I don't know that person, and I didn't believe his words, but just now in the public security bureau, I saw that the painting in the corridor was similar to what the person described, so I got it with the mentality of giving it a try, but I didn't expect it, hehe." ”

Even if it is Yan Wanru, when it comes to my unspeakable little secret, I need to make up a white lie.

Speaking of which, I really don't know why this painting is in the Public Security Bureau, it may be that someone wants to ask the leaders of the Public Security Bureau to do things, take the opportunity to give gifts, but there is no good communication, and the other party does not know that there is a painting in the painting, well, it may also be that the owner of "The Lady of Bamboo Repair" hid the painting for safety, and finally forgot or died, which led to the painting flowing out of the market and being bought by the Public Security Bureau as a decoration and hung up.

Anyway, I only know that half a year later, the noisy news report, a deputy director of the Chaoyang Road Police Station was investigated and dealt with by the relevant departments because of a suspected cover-up case, and later the investigation found that his wife's account actually had millions of huge sums of money, and after the investigation, the deputy director finally explained the problem, saying that the money was not obtained by him by taking bribes, and he was from the Municipal Public Security Bureau before he was transferred to the director. I was going to buy a new pair to hang up the next day, but I found the secret in the painting scroll, and I turned out a painting of Zhang Daqian, and after discussing it with my wife, they secretly sold the painting, and the person began to use money to get through the relationship, and then sent to the position of deputy director of the police station.

When the case came to light, several people who had taken bribes were also implicated.

I watched the news with my parents, and I was still thinking, how could I not have met such a good thing?

However, feng shui takes turns, who would have thought that God gave me a chance to rework, so that I had the conditions to get the "Bamboo Lady" that should have been obtained by the criminal police, and I took a serious path, this painting is equivalent to a reward provided to me for meritorious service to the city bureau, even if someone finds out in the future, it will not be too much trouble.

After thinking about it, I still felt that something was wrong, so I said, "Lianlian, don't brag about this matter with your classmates, and don't tell anyone." ”

Yan Wanru is very relieved, I don't need to tell her that she won't say it, but Lianlian's mouth is too big, in case this thing gets out of her mouth, and the Public Security Bureau asks me to get the painting back, I don't know where to cry.

Lianlian's little head snapped: "I know, I know, I won't say anything about killing me." ”

I sighed, and said in my heart why did she suddenly listen to me so much, but the second sentence of this girl made me stare at me angrily, and Boss Lianlian smiled shamelessly, "Brother Jing, I want a car." ”

I rolled my eyelids angrily: "Who just said I was stupid?" ”

The lotus monster screamed, jumped up from the sofa and said with teeth and claws: "Who dares to say that my brother Jing is stupid?" Who am I anxious with! Who is it? Stand out! ”

Yan Wanru sneered, and pulled her daughter to sit on her lap: "Silly, don't make trouble." ”

"Sister Yan, can you give me an estimate?" This is my main concern, don't be busy for half a day and can't make up the decoration cost of the villa.

"Well, I'll think about it." Yan Wanru stood up and circled around the scroll twice, and at the end, she muttered: "Although this "Bamboo Lady" belongs to the middle and lower grades of Zhang Daqian's paintings, according to the auction market in recent years, this painting should be able to sell for about 4 million yuan without commissions and taxes. ”

When I heard the price, I was convinced, enough, enough.

"But it's hard to say." Yan Wanru added: "It depends on how much the buyer likes this painting." ”

"Four million!?" Lian Lian blinked in shock, and shouted in frustration: "It's not fair, it's not fair, why is he so lucky every time?" A visit to the Public Security Bureau can make a windfall! Yes! Why I'm not the one who makes the money! ”

Yan Wanru looked at me and smiled bitterly: "You are really lucky...... Really...... Alas, I don't even know what to say. ”

Grandma Bao was not as surprised as them, and smiled lovingly: "This is called good people have good rewards." ”

Lian Lian pursed her lips and shook her mother's hand: "Mom, grandma said in disguise that we are not good people. ”

"Poor mouth." Yan Wanru pinched her face.

I don't know if it's a good person with a good reward, anyway, what you want to get, you have to pay something, like this time for this Zhang Daqian's painting, I don't know how many cases I pondered, I don't know how many hairs I lost, these are all Lianlian They didn't see.

Ate at noon.

Yan Wanru called me to her room, "What are you going to do with ...... "The Lady Who Cultivates Bamboo"?" ”

I said, "If you like it, you can ...... it."

"I didn't mean that." Yan Wanru interrupted: "My brother told me before he died, antiques pay attention to fate, what is yours is yours, and you can't fight if it's not yours, since I missed it at the beginning, I don't want to accept it anymore, well, if you want to sell the painting, I'll contact the seller for you?" ”

I nodded, "Okay, but can you find a low-key collector?" ”

"What do you mean by being low-key?"

"I don't want this painting to be sold to the other party and put it at auction in a few days, in case it becomes known to everyone, I am afraid that someone who knows the truth about the painting will find the Public Security Bureau, so I ......"

"Understood." Yan Wanru hesitated for a moment, then took out her mobile phone and made a call, "Hey, Brother Huang...... Well, it's me...... Where? What are you busy with...... Hehe...... By the way, would you like to come to my house in the afternoon...... Well, something...... I don't know if you're interested in Zhang Daqian's paintings...... Rest assured, no problem...... It's definitely Zhang Daqian's, can I be mistaken...... Good...... Okay, I'll see you later...... Bye. ”

"That's it." Yan Wanru put the phone on the bed: "Brother Huang is the most low-key person I know, and the things he collects, even if some friends who have made good friends with him, are difficult to see, and they won't show off everywhere." Looking at her watch, she took my hand and stood up: "He will be there in a while, you can go take a shower first." ”

I hesitated, but waved my hand and said, "Don't wash it." ”

Yan Wanru glanced at me sideways, and pulled my hair with her fingers: "The dandruff is out, go quickly, just throw the clothes into the big basin after washing, and I'll wash it for you." ”

I really couldn't shirk it, so I had to go into the bathroom, turn on the water heater nozzle, wash my hair, flush my body, and just close the gate to wipe my body, Yan Wanru knocked on the door outside, asked me if I had finished washing, I thought she was going to the toilet, so I hurriedly put on a bath towel and opened the door, but Yan Wanru walked directly to the rack where the clothes were hung and soaked my clothes in the water.

I smacked, "No, I'll wash it myself." ”

Yan Wanru pushed me out of the bathroom with a smile, and pointed to the opposite room by the way: "If you don't leave tonight, the clothes will dry tomorrow, well, there is a pajama on the bed, which I wear in the summer, you can make do with it first." Seeing what I was going to say, Yan Wanru blew her face and pulled my nose: "Go quickly, otherwise my sister will be in a hurry." ”

In desperation, I went back to the bedroom and closed the door, my face was hot, and I changed into Sister Yan's pajamas.

The clothes are made of silk, white, regardless of the style of men and women, the sleeves are half amputated, and the trouser legs are seven points, although they are worn in summer, but Yan Wanru has an electric fan in the house that blows 24 hours a day, which is very warm. The only thing that made me feel uncomfortable was that my arms and calves were exposed, and the scars on my skin were faintly visible, which was a little ugly.

1:10 p.m.

Brother Huang brought his son Xiao Huang to Yan Wanru's house.

As soon as he entered the house, Brother Huang first nodded and said hello to Grandma Bao and Lianlian, and then said impatiently: "Wanru, where are the things?" ”

Yan Wanru smiled dumbly, invited him to sit at the dining table, and then spread out "The Bamboo Lady" on the table, "Are you satisfied with it?" ”

I knew that Sister Yan would definitely sell me a good price, so I didn't follow the blind mixing, turned around, and sat on the sofa with Xiao Huang and Lian Lian chatting with each other, Xiao Huang is a few years younger than me, and is still in the first year of high school, after listening to me introduce myself as Yan Wanru's apprentice, the arrogant Xiao Huang didn't pay much attention to me, but talked to Lianlian, and after a few jokes, it made Lianlian giggle. Grandma Bao went back to the house to take a nap, not in the living room.

I wasn't bored either, drinking tea with a cup in my hand, and sweeping the table with my eyes in my spare hand.

At the other end, holding a magnifying glass and looking at it for a while, Brother Huang nodded in admiration: "Okay, good thing, I still have a pair of Zhang Daqian's "Modern Ladies" at home, that is, the bamboo in this painting is replaced by a plantain, and the lady is sitting, which is an out-and-out descendant of this painting, okay, it's so rare, where did you get it?" ”

Yan Wanru smiled: "This painting is not mine, I also sell it for others." ”

Brother Huang sighed: "Then why didn't you take it yourself?" ”

"There are some other reasons, and now I don't have any money on hand." Yan Wanru smiled, "Brother Huang, make a price?" ”

Brother Huang pondered for a moment, looked up and said, "I remember that this painting was auctioned, and it seemed to be sold for more than 2 million at that time." ”

Yan Wanru said: "That was ten years ago, if it is auctioned now, I'm afraid it won't be able to beat two or two million, right?" After a pause, she joked: "If this painting is my own, you can take it at a similar price, what else do we have to say?" But the point is that my friend asked me to sell this painting, hehe, if it sells too little, I can't hang my face. ”

"Okay." Brother Huang smiled and said happily: "I won't embarrass you either, well, five million, okay?" ”

How many times did my heart beat wildly, five million? Sister Yan just said four million!

Yan Wanru smiled and stretched her hand forward: "Okay, happy cooperation." ”

Brother Huang shook hands with her funny, "I'm a person with a surname in a hurry, do you have a computer?" I call the money, right, to you or to your friend? ”

"Call him, I'll give you his account number." After that, Yan Wanru took Brother Huang to her house to remit money.

In the living room, I rubbed my hands together with my teacups, which was a high price that I expected, and the money was enough for me to completely make the most luxurious decoration of the villa with the swimming pool, and then, several different styles of decoration came to mind, and I couldn't wait to call the decoration company.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Just as I was thinking about it, Lianlian's evil laughter came into my ears.

I tilted my head and looked at her speechlessly: "What are you doing?" What's the bad idea? ”

Lian Lian smiled and said, "You are rich, don't forget me, you can promise me 50,000 yuan to buy clothes in the morning." ”

I was almost angry with her, and glared: "I said 20,000 in the morning, okay?" When did 50,000 go? ”

"I don't care, you promise me anyway." Lian Lian shook my hand coquettishly, "Okay, Brother Jing." ”

I pouted and said, "Come on, I think 20,000 is too much, and 50,000?" Let Sister Yan and Grandma Bao know that they still don't want me to settle accounts? ”

Lian Lian pouted: "Stingy! ”

Xiao Huang looked at me contemptuously, then at Lianlian, and suddenly said, "Is he rich?" What do you care he wants? I'll buy it for you. "It seems that she has a little bit of meaning for Lianlian.

Listening to the irony in his tone, I ignored him and drank tea by myself.

However, Lianlian, who had been talking and laughing with him, wrinkled her nose and said unhappily: "I warn you, don't speak ill of my brother Jing." ”

Xiao Huang was stunned, as if she didn't understand how she changed her face so quickly, "What did I say?" As for it? ”

Lianlian ignored him and continued to bargain with me, but seeing that I still didn't agree, she patted her little fart all over the place: "Wow, Brother Jing, you are so handsome, how can you be so handsome?" Are you still letting people live? Seeing me roll her eyes, she touched the scar on my forearm again: "Wow, this scar is really masculine, it's so cool!" ”

The sound of footsteps came, and Yan Wanru and Brother Huang seemed to have finished the transfer.

Xiao Huang pouted: "This is called cool? With a scar, is it disgusting? ”

Lianlian's and I both changed faces.

Yan Wanru happened to hear this.

"What did you say?" She paced up to us, her face horribly dark, "...... What did you just say!? ”

Lian Lian also glared at Xiao Huang angrily.

Xiao Huang said angrily: "What's wrong with me? Don't you just say a few words about him? Look at his scars! Like a toad! He ......"

Syllable!

Yan Wanru angrily gave Xiao Huang a big slap: "If you have the ability, you say it again!?" ”

Xiao Huang and Brother Huang were immediately stunned, only to see a red slap print on Xiao Huang's face, obviously, this time the blow was extremely heavy.

She has always been a gentle and gentle little woman in my eyes, I have never seen Yan Wan with such an expression, and I never thought that she would also have an angry day, let alone hit someone, I was stunned, and hurriedly stretched out my hand to stop him and said: "Sister Yan, forget it, what a big deal, look at you." ”

Brother Huang's face was not very good-looking: "Wanru! What's going on? ”

Yan Wanru stared at Xiao Huang's eyes resentfully, and after a few seconds, she turned around and touched a few long scars on my neckline, her eyes were red, and tears fell faintly: "In the mudslide in Yang Village last month, I should have died, it was Xiaojing who saved me, he carried me on my back and persevered in the mudslide for three full hours, and when the rescue arrived, he had already fainted due to excessive blood loss, and his life was almost gone, these scars were left to save me, so I didn't allow anyone to say anything about him." ”

Brother Huang was stunned: "Is the report in the tabloid true?" Say that the man is him? ”

"Hmm."

A trace of emotion flashed in Brother Huang's eyes, he sighed, patted Yan Wanru's shoulder, and glared back at his son: "I know it's troublesome!" Go home! ”

(To be continued)