Chapter 454: The Chief Presents an Inkstone
"Fang Yang, this ...... The framed version of this character was made by Master Bai Yan? Cui Changan's voice was a little excited.
Fang Yang glanced at Cui Changan with some surprise.
He didn't expect Cui Changan to be an expert, and he could tell that it was framed by Master Baiyan. In fact, Master Bai Yan does have some special framing techniques, but if you are not particularly proficient in this industry or know people very well, you can't see it at all, which shows that Cui Changan must have a deep study of this.
"Yes, Uncle Cui." Fang Yang said, "I only wrote this painting yesterday, and if it is sent to the store to be framed, it will be too late." It just so happened that the teacher was also at my house, so he took it personally. ”
"Sure enough, it's Master Baiyan's framed ......" Cui Changan looked at the scroll in his hand fondly, as if it was more precious than Fang Yang's words.
Fang Yang didn't think it was wrong.
Because that's just the way it is. There are very few calligraphy and paintings framed by Master Bai Yan in circulation. Because he usually only frames his own works, and if others ask him for words, he naturally can't frame them and then give them to others. Therefore, although Master Shiraiwa's framing techniques are famous, in fact, you can rarely see such works.
No wonder Cui Changan loves it so much.
After carefully observing for a long time, Cui Changan carefully put away the lettering, and said to Fang Yang:
"Fang Yang! I love this gift very much! Your calligraphy, coupled with Master Bai Yan's framing, and the cooperation between teachers and students complement each other, which is enough to pass on a good story! ”
"Uncle Cui has won the award...... Fang Yang said modestly.
At this time, Cui Shanshan said on the side:
"Fang Yang, when my dad came back to say, I still didn't believe it! It's not easy for you to play the piano so well, how can your calligraphy level be so high? How old are you? Could it be that you have been learning since your mother's womb? ”
Ju Yi hurriedly said:
"Shanshan, just because you haven't seen a genius doesn't mean you don't have a genius, Fang Yang must be a person who is particularly perceptive in learning things."
Fang Yang said with a smile:
"How can Brother Yi say so mysterious? Besides, whether it is piano or calligraphy, I am only half a bucket of water, compared to the real master, I am still far behind. ”
Fang Yang's words were not modest, although he was really a genius in his previous life, he had learned too many things, and he learned everything well, but he didn't study to the extreme, and he was still far from the master!
However, the masters that Fang Yang said, at least Bai Yan or Richard Clayderman and the like, the so-called "piano poet" Xiao Qin and others at Cui Shanshan's engagement banquet are still a few streets away from Fang Yang!
At this time, Cui Changan got up and walked to the shelf next to him to take down a wooden box, and said to Fang Yang with a smile:
"Fang Yang, you gave me such a precious calligraphy work, I don't have anything to give you, this gadget was brought by a junior when he came to visit me a few years ago, and it is said that it took a lot of effort to exchange it, so I will give it to you!"
Fang Yang hurriedly stood up, waved his hand and said:
"Uncle Cui, this can't be helped! I'm a junior, and it's natural to bring you gifts, so how can I accept your things? ”
Cui Changan handed over the wooden box with a smile and said:
"You open it up first! I'll keep this thing as an ornament, and if you give it to you, it's a good use! ”
Fang Yang took the wooden box in disbelief, put it on the coffee table, and then opened it carefully.
"Inkstone?" Fang Yang couldn't help but scream.
I saw a black rectangular inkstone lying quietly in the wooden box, with the sun and moon logo on it, the shape was simple and heavy, it was an ancient inkstone at a glance, and it was an ancient inkstone in good condition.
Cui Changan smiled slightly and said:
"Take it out and take a look!"
"Yes."
Fang Yang carefully took the inkstone out of the box and put it in his hand to examine it carefully.
His hand gently stroked the surface of the inkstone, and a smooth and delicate feeling came from his fingers, indicating that the stone was of very good quality.
And at the moment when Fang Yang's hand touched the inkstone, Fang Yang suddenly felt that the jade pendant on his chest was slightly warm. Although it wasn't obvious, Fang Yang was still very sensitive to it.
Fang Yang felt strange for a while, the jade pendant left to him by the old man, and then he also looked at it carefully, the jade quality was naturally very good, and the carving was also very delicate and lifelike, and he knew at a glance that it was a piece of high-grade jade. But although it's a piece of warm jade, it won't heat up on its own! Even a little heat is unheard of.
If it weren't for Fang Yang's confidence in his feelings, he wouldn't even be able to wonder if it was an illusion.
Cui Changan saw Fang Yang holding the inkstone in a daze, and couldn't help asking:
"Xiao Fang, how is this inkstone?"
Fang Yang woke up like a dream, temporarily put aside the strange watch of the jade pendant, held the inkstone with one hand, and gently tapped it with his fingers a few times, and there were a few "dong dong" sounds, as if knocking on wood.
"This is the best inkstone!" Fang Yang blurted out, "Wait......"
When Fang Yang was speaking, he found that there seemed to be an inscription engraved on the other side of the inkstone, so he hurriedly flipped it over, only to see four lines of poetry engraved on it:
The dry inkstone is not suspicious of iron stubbornness, and it has been out of the jade gate with him. Longsha has few friends and travels, but only a lot of affection to return together.
Fang Yang immediately showed a shocked look when he saw this line of words, and quickly held the inkstone with both hands, carefully put it back into the wooden box, and then carefully studied those words.
After a while, Fang Yang sighed and said:
"Uncle Cui, your gift is too valuable, I don't dare to ask for it!"
"Fang Yang, you saved my life, what is it to send you an inkstone?" Cui Changan said.
Cui Shanshan also said on the side:
"That's right! Isn't it just an inkstone? What is there to dare not receive? ”
Fang Yang glanced at Cui Shanshan and said with a smile:
"Sister Shanshan, if this is an ordinary inkstone, I will accept it. But this inkstone ......"
Ju Yi couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Fang Yang, is there anything special about this inkstone?"
When Fang Yang saw Cui Changan also looking at him with a smile, he knew that he must have understood the origin of this inkstone for a long time, this was examining himself!
So he said confidently:
"If I'm not mistaken, this is the inkstone used by Ji Xiaolan in the Qing Dynasty, judging from the content of the inscription, it should be the inkstone he carried around him during the two years and six months of Urumqi, Xinjiang. At that time, Ji Xiaolan was demoted and dismissed because of the salt case, and he saw through the deceit of officialdom, and pinned his emotions on the inkstone that had always accompanied him, so he felt it. ”
Cui Changan suddenly stroked his palms and smiled:
"Awesome! Fang Yang really deserves to be a disciple of Master Bai Yan, his eyes are vicious! ”
Cui Shanshan showed a look of surprise and said:
"Fang Yang, you said that this inkstone was used by Ji Xiaolan? That Ji Yun and Ji Xiaolan who specialize in fighting against the big bad guy and Shen? ”
This inkstone has been placed at home for more than half a year, and it looks inconspicuous, but I can't imagine that it is also a big thing. Although she knew from Cui Changan's table that most of what Fang Yang said was true, Cui Shanshan still couldn't believe it.
Fang Yang smiled bitterly and said:
"Sister Shanshan, what you said is the wild history of the TV series......"
Ju Yi also looked at Cui Shanshan with a smile and said:
"Show your heart! Let you watch those unnutritious TV series all day long......"
Cui Shanshan glanced at Ju Yi:
"You have to take care of it!"
Everyone laughed, and Cui Changan said with a smile:
"Fang Yang, this inkstone is yours now."
Fang Yang hurriedly said:
"Uncle Cui, I really can't take it! It's too precious. ”
If this inkstone is sold outside, it will be worth 100,000 yuan, but if it is auctioned, the price will definitely be higher. Fang Yang just gave Cui Changan a picture of his own handwriting, even if this handwriting was framed by Master Baiyan himself, it was not worth so much money.
Cui Changan feigned anger and said:
"Fang Yang, you don't want a small inkstone when I give you, is this to see me? Then how much money should I give you to repay you for saving my life? ”
Fang Yang said helplessly:
"Uncle Cui, this ...... It can't be counted that way. ”
"Then you take it!" Cui Changan's tone softened a little, and said, "I just said, this inkstone is placed here for me, it is a pearl cast into the dark, and it is an ornament." But you are so accomplished in calligraphy, the words of the inkstone to give you are perfectly suitable. ”
"This ...... All right! Then thank you, Uncle Cui! Fang Yang said with a wry smile.
He knew that if he resigned, Cui Changan might really be angry.
"That's right!" Cui Changan immediately turned his anger into joy and said with a smile.
Fang Yang carefully put away the inkstone, and Cui Changan asked again:
"Fang Yang, how long will you stay in the capital this time? If there's nothing going on in the southeast, stay longer! I'll let Shanshan and Ju Yi accompany you around. ”
Cui Shanshan also said:
"Yes, Fang Yang, there are still a lot of fun places in the capital, don't be in a hurry to go back."
Fang Yang says:
"Thank you, Uncle Cui, I'm a senior now, and the task of this semester's graduation project is still quite heavy, and it's not good to take too long to take too long. I'm going to be back in a day or two. ”
At this time, the staff came to report that dinner was ready. Cui Changan immediately greeted with a smile:
"Let's go! Let's eat and talk! ”
The group came to the restaurant and sat down the guests. Cui Changan also made an exception to open a bottle of Moutai and poured some for Fang Yang and Ju Yi. And Cui Shanshan and Zhen Ruyun are the juices they drink.
During the meal, Cui Changan and Fang Yang chatted casually, and occasionally Zhen Ruyun, Cui Shanshan and others would interject a sentence or two, the atmosphere was very relaxed, and Fang Yang did not have the sense of restraint in front of the national leaders at all.
Cui Changan and Fang Yang chatted about a wide range of topics, calligraphy, painting, music, humanities, history, geography, etc., but they didn't mention a word about the Han family. Fang Yang also chatted with Cui Changan very tacitly, and did not mention the Han family's political demands in the post-Korean Long March era.
Fang Yang knew that many things were unspoken, and it would not be beautiful if they were said to say it.
He didn't expect Cui Changan to spare no effort to help the Han family, and even if everyone didn't say it, he believed that Cui Changan would definitely take care of the Han family without violating his own political philosophy.
That's enough.
This meal was naturally enjoyed by the guests and hosts.
After dinner, Cui Changan invited Fang Yang to the living room for tea, and Ju Yi fulfilled the duties of a prospective son-in-law well, busy making tea for everyone on the side.
Until more than nine o'clock in the evening, Fang Yang took the initiative to say goodbye.
He knew that Cui Changan arranged a lot of work every day, so he was also worried that staying too late would affect Cui Changan's rest.
When he came, it was He Hui from the Central Office who picked up Fang Yang, and when he left, he didn't bother him anymore, because Ju Yi and Cui Shanshan also wanted to go home, so they sent Fang Yang back by the way.
Sitting in the car, Fang Yang reached out and took out the jade pendant hanging on his chest, rubbing it gently, not feeling anything unusual at all.
For the sudden slight heat just now, Fang Yang was also puzzled