Chapter 53: One Trace for Another Trace
Mr. Ye said: "Little brother, you can write poems about Xin Qiji, I think his poems are in line with your style, plain and domineering, and there is a golden iron horse in rural life." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
Yan Buwen thanked Mr. Ye for his suggestion, but he didn't want to be so sharp, otherwise it would be no good to hurt others and himself.
After drinking tea, Yan Buwen admired the rest of Mr. Ye's calligraphy and paintings, while Xiao Rong and Ruan Lingyu were taken downstairs by a maid. Downstairs a hundred flowers, fragrant, plus the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the air is fresh, the two girls are very uncomfortable playing.
Yan Buwen met Mr. Ye's request and wrote a paragraph of Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Village Residence".
"I like children to die the most, and the brook is lying on the lotus bed." Yan Buwen wrote, and Mr. Ye applauded again and again. This is in line with the charm of Yan Buwen's calligraphy, according to Mr. Ye, this paragraph is plain and implied with edge, peaceful and uninhibited, and it is simply natural with Yan Buwen's calligraphy.
Mr. Ye said politely: "Little brother, oh, no, Mr. Yan, I will collect your calligraphy." β
Mr. Ye laughed and said that the last song "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall" did not quite fit his character, and when he saw this "Village House", it can be said that he saw Yan Buwen, so Mr. Ye concluded that Yan Buwen had substituted himself into calligraphy. So this piece of writing does have the need to collect, because this is not only a piece of words, but a person, a person with implied sentiments!
"Naturally honored." For his calligraphy to be hung in Mr. Ye's study, and so many people are on it, among which he knows Qi Baishi, Tan Yanmin, Hu Hanmin, Wu Zhihui, Yu Youren and other famous calligraphers.
Mr. Ye continued: "Of course, I won't take it for nothing, let's say, which one of the calligraphy and paintings on this wall Mr. Yan wants, I can give it to Mr. Yan as a favor." β
"Mr. Yan Xiao is also a master of calligraphy, and it is not an insult to give Mr. Yan Xiao a treasure." Mr. Ye said with a smile. The most important thing is that calligraphy is treasured, no matter who it is given to, even if it is illiterate, or rich people with little culture, or commoners, or intellectuals, etc., as long as they can treasure it, treat it well, and do not damage it. As for what you like, you have to get it, which is an insult to calligraphy and painting.
People who are destined to live there, and so do calligraphy and painting.
Yan Buwen smiled and asked Mr. Ye, "Mr. Ye, can I pick any one?" β
Mr. Ye nodded generously: "Whatever." If you have a fate, you can take it, now it's not you who choose calligraphy and painting, but calligraphy and painting who choose you! β
Yan Buwen glanced at it, since Mr. Ye said so, he respected Mr. Ye's meaning and picked a painting: "Can you give me this landscape painting by Mr. Qi Baishi." β
Yan Buwen smiled slyly, Qi Baishi's paintings not only have great ornamental value, but most importantly, they are valuable!
Save for tens or hundreds of years, this painting of Qi Baishi has millions at least, and the higher ones can reach tens of millions, and if it can be safely preserved for future generations, it can be regarded as a great wealth.
Mr. Ye was stunned, obviously reluctant, but what he said was like water spilled, when did it change? So Mr. Ye gritted his teeth: "Since Mr. Yan fell in love with this painting, this painting is naturally related to Mr. Yan. β
Mr. Ye asked people to take down the painting, and along with the frame, the painting of more than ten years was easily damaged when taken down from the frame, so it was strictly ignored along with the frame.
According to Mr. Ye, it is not a loss to change a trace: "It just so happens that Mr. Qi Baishi and I are also old acquaintances, so I will buy another one from him during this time." β
After Mr. Ye asked people to take down the painting, he then asked him to go to a room and take out another painting, and then Mr. Ye introduced: "This is a landscape painting by Huang Binhong, which I asked for from him a few years ago. β
Mr. Ye explained to Yan Buwen the meaning of this painting, and he was quite complacent.
Yan Buwen was speechless for a while, it seems that Qi Baishi's painting is a drop in the bucket for Mr. Ye, so he still feels sorry for him. I don't know how many famous paintings are treasured in that storeroom. Mr. Ye can have contacts with those famous families, and his family background is prominent, I am afraid that his status is not low.
It's not early, Yan Buwen got up to say goodbye, and Mr. Ye didn't keep it anymore, although he wanted to keep them for dinner, but cultural people don't have so many clichΓ©s, just take care of it and have time to come and see it later.
Yan Buwen nodded and agreed, he would definitely come over to visit when he had time. Before leaving, Mr. Ye sent some Longjing to Yan Buwen, and a little snack from Jiangsu for Xiao Rong and Ruan Lingyu to take back. Then let a middle-aged man drive Yan Buwen back.
An open-top car is much more magnificent than ordinary foreign cars, and I also know from the side that Mr. Ye is not short of money.
Yan Buwen took the painting well. Xiao Rong looked at the painting: "Why did you bring a painting back?" β
Yan Buwen said: "You don't understand, this painting is very valuable." β
Yan Buwen is a layman, and he exchanged his "real works" for Qi Baishi's "real works", and this kind of business is simply profitable.
"Worth the money? This is a painting by Mr. Qi Baishi, and it is worth hundreds of dollars now. Ruan Lingyu remembered it and heard it said. But Mr. Yan is not like a person who lacks these hundreds of dollars, why is he so happy?
Xiao Rong smiled: "Hey, we don't understand, maybe there are other uses." β
Yan Buwen smiled, hundreds? A hundred years later, this is millions, tens of millions of famous paintings. When he got home, Yan Buwen hurriedly found a place to hang it, this is a symbol of status, and told Xiao Rong not to touch it casually.
If it is broken, the value is not so high.
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On the weekend, I gave the winter melon two days off, and the winter melon's complexion became worse and worse, as if it was about to fall down at any time, but there was still a smile on his face. Yan Buwen had already asked three times, but the winter melon didn't say much, so Yan Buwen didn't plan to ask again, and directly gave him a holiday. Then Ruan Lingyu came to take the shift, Ruan Lingyu came over early because her family was close to this side, and sorted out the manuscripts sent by Lu Yan, Lin Fangping, and Hua Shurong.
Now Lu Yan is busy creating "Seven Swords", so there is a lot less time to ghostwrite "Smiling Proud Jianghu", and the winter melon is also on vacation. So Yan Buwen asked Ruan Lingyu to help, and in the morning, Yan Buwen began to dictate the third chapter of "Smiling Proud Jianghu", and the first two chapters had already been written by Lu Yan.
Although Ruan Lingyu was not fast in writing, she was not in such a hurry, so she had been creating since the morning.