"Ye Tian, didn't I tell you, don't you look at people in the future, this ...... After all, it's not the right path......"

After hearing his son's words, Ye Dongping sighed, this kid seems to be fascinated recently, and he talks about people's faces at every turn, and almost all the old neighbors in Li Zhuang have been seen by him.

It's just that the county town is not as good as the countryside, and the education level of the people is relatively much higher than that in the countryside.

Moreover, in the modern mainstream society, fortune-telling is always not elegant, and if Ye Tian indulges in it, it will also be very detrimental to his future development.

So before coming to the county seat, Ye Dongping had three chapters of the law with his son, and he was not allowed to reveal his understanding of feng shui physiognomy in front of people in the future, nor was he allowed to use this to make money, so now that he heard Ye Tian look at the face of the sealed situation again, Ye Dongping was naturally unhappy.

Ye Tian has always forgotten his father's preaching words, and he put on a very heavy appearance at the moment, and said: "Dad, I know, after I go to school, I will never mention the fortune telling of people again......"

"You kid, don't take your father's words as a deaf ear, go to school and be honest, and then let the teacher call the parents, see how I clean you ......up"

Ye Dongping laughed as he spoke, what kind of temperament his son is, he knows better than anyone else, anyway, it is a big disaster and a small disaster, Ye Dongping was also a naughty bag when he was a child, and he didn't care much about this.

Seeing that his son was still patting his chest and assuring him, Ye Dongping waved his hand and said, "Okay, ...... in the future" This is our house, let's clean up all these things, by the way, metal items can be put in the yard, but waste paper and books must be put in the house, and the province will be drenched in the rain......"

Ye Dongping didn't know how to classify these items, there was everything in the house, from enamel jars to plastic basins, and the kettle with a leaky bottom, there were miscellaneous places all over the room, and there were actually a few spittoons piled up at the door.

After the father and son were wrapped in bed and put on the bed, they began to get busy, and the disorganized items were sorted one by one and placed in the outhouse and the yard respectively.

It took four or five hours of busy work to clean the inside and outside of the room, and father and son began to scrub the bed in the back room, which was the place to sleep in the future.

"Huh? Dad, come and see, what is this? ”

When Ye Tian was scrubbing the big bed with a pan of water, he suddenly found that there were many worn-out books piled up under the bed, and there was a scroll inside, which caught his attention.

The horizontal length of this scroll is about 60 centimeters, there is a wooden bearing in the middle, and the shaft rods at both ends are very rounded, as if they are often played with and caressed, which is somewhat similar to the pulp that the old Tao said.

Hearing his son's shout, Ye Dongping walked over, took the scroll from Ye Tian's hand and looked at it, and said with some uncertainty: "This ...... It should be a calligraphy painting, right? ”

Although he followed the old way to make up for a few days of knowledge of antique calligraphy and painting, it is obvious that the father and son are still far from each other.

If you put it in the eyes of connoisseurs, you can recognize it at a glance, this is definitely a painting, not a word, the reason is very simple, the banner of the general word is not so large.

Ye Tian snatched the scroll in his father's hand and said, "Wouldn't it be okay to open it and take a look?" ”

"Hey, be careful, maybe it's an antique......"

Seeing his son's hairy appearance, Ye Dongping took the scroll back, and after thinking about it for a while, he walked to the side of the bed and put the scroll on the bed.

I don't know if it's because of poor storage, on the edge of the scroll, there are some traces of insect moth, Ye Dongping pulled the silk thread that tied the scroll, and carefully spread it on the bed.

Halfway through the opening of the scroll, Ye Dongping was stunned, what was presented in front of him was a painting, the color was a little dark, and the tentacles touched the painting, but it was not paper, but there was a feeling of silk.

"This ...... It's a silk painting, it's supposed to be an ancient painting......"

Ye Dongping said the knowledge he got from Lao Dao, which can be regarded as learning and selling now, and then he opened this ancient painting and gently softened it a little.

Lao Tao once said that because paper calligraphy and painting are difficult to preserve, ancient painters like to paint their works on silk, silk, silk and other silk fabrics, this kind of work is also called silk.

The preservation of calligraphy and painting is the most difficult in antiques, itself to be antiseptic and insect-proof, coupled with natural disasters**, the calligraphy and painting handed down in ancient times are almost one in ten, so as long as it is a silk calligraphy and painting, it is precious.

After opening the whole scroll, the picture jumps into view, this is a landscape figure painting, the background of the painting is a strange rocky mountain, at the foot of the mountain there is a green pine, the stream flows through the pine tree, two literati wearing square scarves, are sitting under the tree to play.

The whole brush and ink are vigorous, in the rough and simple to see the overlapping layers and charm, in the majestic atmosphere of the mountain painting, and see the elegant and gentle and beautiful, Rao is Ye Dongping and Ye Tian, the two half-hung appraisers, also look relaxed and happy.

"It's a game picture, Ye Tian, look at what words are written on it?"

In the upper right corner of the painting, there are several seals and a few lines of small characters, but they are all written in seal script, although Ye Dongping is a college student in his early years, but he doesn't know anything about seal characters, so he can only turn to his son for help.

"Dad, this word is written: Jiajing Jiayin Spring February both look at the west window to write also, the seal on the top is a name Wen Zhengming, the following inscription is: Wang Shizhen, the owner of the garden, the seal is engraved with the word "Yuanmei" ......"

These seal characters naturally couldn't be difficult for Ye Tian, and after some identification, he quickly wrote them in simplified Chinese characters in the notebook and handed them to Ye Dongping.

"Wen Zhengming's paintings? This is a good thing, I don't know where I got it, I don't know how to cherish it at all" After taking a look at ......the notebook, Ye Dongping's eyes lit up.

Wen Zhengming studied in Li Yingzhen, studied painting in Shen Zhou, in poetry, and Zhu Yunming, Tang Yin, Xu Zhenqing and called the "Four Talents of Wuzhong", in the history of painting with Shen Zhou, Tang Yin, Qiu Ying called the "Wumen Four Families", in the historical literary circle, is a very famous figure.

In the past, when Ye Dongping was a red boy in Beijing, he once burned a collection of Wen Zhengming's works by an old Tsinghua teacher, and he still clearly remembers the grief-stricken look on the old professor's face after seeing the painting turned to ashes.

Thinking back to the absurd things of his youth, Ye Dongping couldn't help but be a little surprised, explained the origin of Wen Zhengming to Ye Tian, and carefully rolled the painting up again.

"Hey, Feng Condition, you came just in time, how did you get this painting?"

As soon as the scroll was packed, the bell of the bicycle sounded outside the yard, and Ye Dongping hurriedly greeted him, this kid really didn't say anything big, he dared to love the scrap acquisition station, and he could really receive antiques?

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