This is a long scroll on silk, about 50 centimeters long, and it has not yet been unfolded, revealing the traces of time.

Slowly unfolding this long scroll, a silk character story painting of about 30 centimeters in length and about 6 meters in width is displayed in front of him, looking at the painting in front of him, Li Mobai's eyes are blurred, as if in a dream.

The scroll unfolded, and Li Mobai suddenly discovered that this was China's first famous painting "Luo Shen Futu" (the first painting in the opening volume of Chinese art history was Gu Kaizhi's "Female History Zhen Tu", but I personally prefer "Luo Shen Futu", and there will be similar controversies in the future to explain it with this), and his mind was in a trance for a while before he calmed down, is this a facsimile?

Looking closely at this painting, I saw Cao Zhi's expression standing on the shore of Luoshui, looking at it from afar, looking at the beautiful goddess of Luoshui who was in love with him on the water waves in the distance, and yearning for infatuation.

Luo Shen from Lingbo in the distance appeared on the calm water, combing a high cloud bun, and the clothes and belts raised by the wind gave Luo Shen on the water waves a sense of fluttering fairy from the heavenly realm, looking at Cao Zhi stupidly, dynamic and euphemistic, gaze gaze, she wanted to go and stay, looking forward to it, revealing admiration and infinite melancholy that was out of reach.

After the first meeting, Cao Zhi looked at Luo Shen, who was walking on the side of the mountain with shoes embroidered with exquisite patterns, dragging a gauze skirt as light as mist, faintly exuding a faint orchid fragrance, wandering slowly on the side of the mountain, occasionally jumping, frolicking while walking, or rolling up his sleeves to probe his white and delicate arms and wrists into Luoshui, picking black Ganoderma lucidum in the turbulent river.

Witnessing the skillful and beautiful Luoshen, Cao Zhi looked at Luoshen with affection, and in order to express his love in his heart one step ahead, he bravely untied the beautiful jade he was wearing and gave it to Luoshen.

Feeling Cao Zhi's love, Luo Shen held up the beautiful jade to answer, and made an appointment to meet by pointing to the pond. After getting a satisfactory answer, Cao Zhi was full of joy and looked happy, but he seemed worried and worried.

Looking at Cao Zhi's demeanor, Luo Shen was also moved, she wandered on the path full of pepper orchids, lingering in the Du Heng bushes that exuded the faint fragrance of flowers, and expressed her long-term longing.

In order to make Cao Zhi happy, Luo Shen called for his divine friends to gather, some to play in the clear water, some to soar on the sandbar where Luo Shen often swims, some to pick pearls at the bottom of the river, and some to pick up beautiful feathers on the bank.

Accompanied by Empress E, Nuying and the goddess of Han Shui, Luo Shen raised his arms and shielded himself from the sun with his slender sleeves, and looked up, his light shirt fluttering in the breeze. She moves lightly like a bird, walking on the water waves, the mist under her feet, ethereal as unfathomable, the eyes flow tenderly, the eyes are radiant, and the joy of love moistens the beautiful face, as if there is a lot to say, Cao Zhi, who watched this scene, completely forgot where he was, and was deeply intoxicated.

After the wind and waves are calm, the time of separation has come, the six dragons go hand in hand, carrying the cloud car slowly, the fish leap around the car, the jade luan bell tinkles, the whale salamander scrambles to jump to protect the light boat, and the water birds shuttle and fly to guard the light boat diligently. Luo Shen crossed the island in the water, turned over the hill to the south, turned his white neck, looked at Cao Zhi with delicate and beautiful eyebrows, activated his red lips, as if he was slowly stating the reluctance to part, complaining about the unsatisfactory love of youth, raising his sleeves to wipe his tears, and the tears couldn't help rolling down and wetting his clothes; The two love each other but are about to be separated, Luo Shen affectionately gave the precious jade ring to Cao Zhi as a token of love.

Watching Luo Shen go far away, he didn't board the car until he disappeared into the clouds in the sky, but he still looked for Luo Shen's figure in the sky, and he was reluctant to leave for a long time, until the five horses struggled forward under the escort of the ride and embarked on the way home.

After reading this long scroll, Li Mobai was deeply intoxicated by the love between Cao Zhi and Concubine Mi and couldn't extricate himself, as if he was already in the painting, experiencing the life and death of Luo Shen, a sad emotion came to his heart, and he didn't realize that he still needed to identify the authenticity of this painting.

"Mo Bai! Ink white! Jiang Yunpeng shouted loudly as he reached out and pushed Li Mobai, "You look like a completely demented child now." ”

was pushed by Jiang Yunpeng, and Li Mobai regained his clarity, "Uh, I'm looking at this painting." ”

"I've called you several times, the beauty in this painting is very beautiful, but it's just a painting after all." Jiang Yunpeng really couldn't figure it out, isn't this painting much different from other paintings, why Li Mobai was so fascinated and addicted to it.

"Well, how long has it been?" Li Mobai smiled, "I'm sorry, let Brother Yunpeng laugh." ”

"I came back and took a shower, and then came in and waited for you for almost half an hour, how long did you say it was." Jiang Yunpeng said with a smile, "Mo Bai, you can also be called a painting idiot." ”

"Hey, you're right, it's really a painting idiot's work." Li Mobai smiled.

"Painter?" Jiang Yunpeng was stunned, "Is there really a painting idiot?" ”

"Of course, Gu Kaizhi, who is absolutely obsessed with painting, is the real painting idiot."

"What do you say, this painting is Gu Kaizhi's work?" Although Jiang Yunpeng does not know how to draw, of course he knows the name Gu Kaizhi, and as long as he has the initial Chinese in China, no one knows Gu Kaizhi's name.

"Of course, if it weren't for Gu Kaizhi's work, how could I be deeply involved in it?" Li Mobai said confidently.

This long scroll surprised Li Mobai too much, originally Li Mobai's highest expectation was the long scroll of Qiu Ying and other Wumen painting schools or Qiu Ying's copied masterpieces, but he didn't expect it to be Gu Kaizhi's "Luo Shen Futu", and at this moment Li Mobai felt that his heart was beating.

"Luo Shen Futu" is a long scroll of character stories created by Gu Kaizhi based on Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu", and it is the pinnacle of the collection of characters and landscapes. The whole painting is fine and simple, just like the spring silkworm spinning silk, light and smooth, strong and refreshing, the lines are concise and elegant, the colors are elegant and fresh, the characters are vividly depicted, the density is appropriate, and the natural alternation, overlap and exchange in different time and space, and in the depiction of mountains and rivers, all show a kind of spatial beauty, making the whole painting full of rhythm, full of poetic beauty, and integrating with painting.

Although the Song Dynasty facsimile in the Palace Museum's collection is crude, Li Mobai has seen the Tang Dynasty facsimile "The Female Historian" in the British Museum and the "Luo Shen Futu" rumored to be copied by Zhao Mengfu at the Freer Museum of Art in the United States, so when he saw this painting, he was not unfamiliar at all.

Moreover, in recent times, Li Mobai has even gotten his hands on the works of Wu Daozi and Zhang Sengqiu, and it can be said that he has a deeper understanding of the previous Tang Dynasty's calligraphy and painting works.

"Mo Bai, isn't this painting the same treasure as Wang Xizhi's "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface"?" Jiang Yunpeng saw that Li Mobai was quite confident, and at this time he was already shocked.

"Hehe, how to say this, see what you think, they are all talents of the moment, and one is a calligrapher, the other is a painter, and they are all the ancestors of the founding school." Li Mobai smiled and said, how can this be compared, it can't be compared at all, but Wang Xizhi is more famous in modern times.

What's more, this painting, even if Li Mobai takes it out and shows it as a genuine work, he will definitely be drowned in saliva.

"Mo Bai, tell me the story of this painting, I'm very curious." Jiang Yunpeng thought about Li Mobai's intoxication just now, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Of course, this painting is based on Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu", which is also Cao Zhi's most famous work in addition to the seven-step poem, which depicts a dream, one of the most romantic dreams for the person he loves the most." Li Mobai smiled.

"The prototype of Luo Shen is Cao Pi's queen Zhen, Zhen Concubine turned out to be the wife of Yuan Shao's second son Yuan Xi, after Yuan Shao's defeat, Cao Pi admired Zhen Ji's beauty, so he married Zhen Hou as his wife, because Cao Pi and his father Cao Ying fought all the year round, Cao Zhi was still young and famous, and got along with Zhen Hou day and night, couldn't help but fall in love with Zhen Hou, and later Zhen Hou was given death by Cao Pi, when Cao Zhi came back from the fief, Cao Pi gave Cao Zhi the jade gold belt pillow used by Zhen Hou, gloomy Cao Zhi on the way back to the fief, had a dream, I dreamed that Empress Zhen came to the wind, and after waking up, Cao Zhi wrote the famous work "Luo Shen Fu" with longing.

Of course, this is just a legend, in fact, the age gap between Cao Zhi and Empress Zhen is ten years old, and it is possible to fall in love, but there will never be any private feelings, it should be said that it is the purest and purest love, and it is definitely not the 'private feelings of uncles and sisters-in-law, the evil deeds of beasts' as criticized by false Taoism in later generations.

Gu Kaizhi painted this famous painting based on his understanding of "Luo Shen Fu", which can be said to be the best example of integration with art, just like arranging classic novels into movies now, and China has begun to try it more than 1,000 years ago. ”

Li Mobai finished speaking in one breath, his mood was still agitated, this work has always been the crown of calligraphy and painting art in the world in Li Mobai's heart, no one compares to it, today he actually got the real work, how can he not be excited.

"Mo Bai, how are you sure that this is the real thing?" Jiang Yunpeng was also moved after listening to Cao Zhi's innocent love for Empress Zhen, but he still didn't understand how Li Mobai was sure that this work was genuine.

"Well, first of all, of course, look at the style of painting, the most important thing in the identification of calligraphy and painting works is to see whether the style of the work is consistent with the author's style, let's say this painting, when you look at it at a glance, you will feel that each character in the painting is talking to you." Li Mobai took a sip of tea, and then said, "The most important thing is the painter's understanding of the artistic conception expressed in Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu". ”

"And this painting is different, not only the artistic conception of Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu" is vividly expressed, but also the style of painting is very in line with Gu Kaizhi's style, only a pure water-like person like Gu Kaizhi's 'talent, painting, and obsession' can depict the unforgettable but pure love for Empress Zhen in Cao Zhi's chest."

"Hey, what kind of person is Gu Kaizhi?" Jiang Yunpeng couldn't help but ask curiously.

(To be continued)