Chapter 16: The Peerless Painting
Early in the morning, Tian Lianfeng finally woke up, looking at the torture with black bags under his eyes sitting on the side and looking at him, and then Tian Lianfeng saw the painting as soon as he raised his eyes, and immediately stood up, rubbing his eyes, and thought that he was dazzled, just about to speak, the torture technique said directly: "If you have something to say, now help me carry this painting into the car, and then go back to the pawnshop, someone along the way asked what this is, and said that the new handicrafts made by my friend are stored in my shop, understand?" β
Tian Lianfeng nodded blankly, then held the painting together with the torture technique, let the torture technique chisel the back of the painting, take it off, carry it to the car, and then drove straight to the pawnshop.
When the two drove away, Bai Zhongzheng, who had changed his equipment, walked out of the tube building, he was so handsome that he was frightening without a mask, which also developed his habit of wearing a mask almost when he went out - he was not good at communicating with people, so every time he met a girl who was bold enough to talk to him, he would stay there and not say a word.
Of course, this is also his biggest weakness.
Xingshu and Tian Lianfeng finally tossed back to the pawnshop, put down the things and closed the door, and after locking it, Xingshu fell directly on the small bed behind the counter, opened his eyes and said: "Lianfeng, I'll sleep, I can't bear it, otherwise the blood vessels in my brain will burst, you sit there quietly, no matter what you do, just keep quiet, wait for me to wake up, that's all." β
After saying that, the torture technique fell asleep directly, but the difference between his sleep and Tian Lianfeng was that he slept very quietly, as if he was already dead......
It wasn't until about four o'clock in the afternoon that Xingshu woke up, and as soon as he got up and raised his eyes, he saw Tian Lianfeng wearing headphones and holding a mobile phone squatting in the farthest corner looking at something.
Xingshu got up, walked over and kicked Tian Lianfeng, and waited for Tian Lianfeng to take off his headphones before saying, "It's time to start." β
Tian Lianfeng immediately got up: "You finally got up, suffocated me, say quickly, what is this?" β
"Painting, modern painting, not ancient painting, although it is the craft of ancient painting, but these workmanship are all later, at least after liberation, because the painting has color difference, and it is very heavy, this color difference is what the painter should take into account." Xingshu looked at the painting placed next to him, "That is to say, after this painting is finished, this painter has not kept it properly, which caused the painting itself to be damp, and it was also exposed to direct sunlight, so there was such a strong color difference, looking at the painting style, pigment and technique, this painter is a master, but how can this kind of person spoil things?" So I speculate that it should have been made during the ten years of turmoil, but it could not be kept properly, and it was hidden in Tibet, which caused the painting to become what it is now, and finally I found someone with superb craftsmanship, made a frame, and made this baffle on the surface. β
Tian Lianfeng nodded, in fact, he didn't understand many places: "What material is this baffle made of?" β
"I don't know, I don't dare to find someone to look at it easily, I'm worried about revealing secrets, I can only find the master, only to find him to palm, other than that, there is no other way, I can't leave, I'll call the master, you drive over to pick him up, pay attention to safety." The torture technique did not discuss with Tian Lianfeng, and directly gave an order.
Tian Lianfeng also thought that this was a good opportunity to cooperate with Zheng Cangqiong, without saying a word, he turned around and went out, drove the torture car to Zhenyang City, which is adjacent to Harbin City, and went to the mental hospital to pick up Zheng Cangqiong, and along the way, he also informed Zheng Cangqiong of what happened last night.
Tian Lianfeng originally thought that Zheng Cangqiong would say something to himself, but who knew that Zheng Cangqiong just remained silent all the way and didn't say a word, and this state was maintained until he arrived at the pawnshop of the torture technique and looked at the painting for at least half an hour.
After Zheng Cangqiong looked at it for half an hour, he simply sat cross-legged in front of the painting, shook his head and said, "This painting looks like it was painted by my master." β
"Huh?" Before the torture technique could speak, Tian Lianfeng was taken aback first, "You said that my grandmother's father painted it?" β
Zheng Cangqiong nodded: "It seems that this is the case, you find two strong light flashlights." β
Xingshu turned around and found two flashlights and handed them to Zheng Cangqiong, Zheng Cangqiong opened and shook his head and said, "No, the light is too weak, I want the one with the strongest light." β
Zheng Cangqiong set up the painting and asked Tian Lianfeng to hold it, and then he and Xingshu each took a flashlight, and he used the flashlight to open it close to the front of the painting, and the torture technique turned on the flashlight at the same position on the back of the painting, and then the two flashlights slowly moved slowly in the corresponding position, in order to find the secret mark on the painting.
After a long time, with the cooperation of Zheng Cangqiong and the torture technique, the two finally found a person's name under the second line of the poem, Tian Lianfeng's angle saw it most clearly, and read it directly: "Chen Daxu? My grandmother's dad is called Chen Daxu? β
Zheng Cangqiong shook his head, sighed and said: "I looked away, this is not my master's painting, but my master's junior brother Chen Daxu's craftsmanship, I ignored him." β
Tian Lianfeng's thinking jumped at this time, and he subconsciously said: "Wait, something is wrong, you and my grandmother are of the same generation, and I should also call you grandpa, but the torture technique calls you master, in this way, isn't it lower than the punishment technique?" β
"Shut up! You don't talk nonsense! Let's get down to business! Torture frowned.
"This kind of secret mark is called 'borrowing the light of the sky.'" Zheng Cangqiong pointed to the secret note and said, "The meaning of borrowing the light of the sky means that this kind of secret mark must be at noon, standing in some special place, facing the direction of the sun, and the front side of the picture is shining directly with a mirror, only in this way can the dark mark on it be revealed, but it worked before, and later after there was a strong flashlight, you can use the strong light flashlight to directly compare and appear." β
The torture technique turned in the direction and looked at the secret memory: "Master, what kind of character is this Chen Daxu?" Also, Shigong can also paint? I've never heard you mention it before. β
In fact, Zheng Cangqiong didn't mention his own master Chen Wenjing at all, otherwise, the torture technique would have known the relationship between him and Chen Yuqing a long time ago, and he wouldn't have to say it when the thousand-year-old black incense chopsticks reappeared.
Zheng Cangqiong glanced at Tian Lianfeng, and then said: "Originally, I should only tell the torture technique about this matter, but after all, my junior sister is Lianfeng's grandmother, in the end, we are a family, and I won't shy away from you." β
Tian Lianfeng smiled, hurriedly stepped forward to help Zheng Cangqiong sit down, turned around and went to make tea, and knew that Zheng Cangqiong liked to eat some pastries when drinking tea, turned around and went out to buy a few peach cakes, Changbai cakes and other snacks at Lao Dingfeng's house opposite.
Zheng Cangqiong also knew that Tian Lianfeng wanted to hear it, so he deliberately waited for him to come back, and then began to tell his master Chen Wenjing: "My master was born in 1911, that is, the year of the Xinhai Revolution, his ancestral home was in Longquan, Zhejiang, but at that time, my master's father had already done a lot of business in Shanghai, and his family also opened several pawnshops. When he was sixteen years old, that is, in 1927, the 'April 12' coup d'Γ©tat occurred in Shanghai, and my master's family was found guilty by the Kuomintang because of their connection with the workers' armed forces and their support for their opposition to the warlords......
That is, when Chen Wenjing was sixteen years old, he met an old beggar outside the private school in Longquan's hometown, half of the old beggar's head was burned by fire, and his appearance was very scary, but he painted well, and often used lime to paint on the bluestone pavement.
Chen Wenjing could see the beggar's painting every day after school, and became interested in the painting, and later often sent some snacks to the old beggar, and finally one day, the old beggar said to him: "Or, you worship me as a teacher, right?" β
Chen Wenjing immediately kowtowed to apprentice, but at that time he didn't know that this old beggar was actually a chaser, a declining chaser, painting was just one of his crafts, and he was not proficient.
At that time, Chen Wenjing also had a younger brother named Chen Daxu, a distant relative of their Chen family, who came to his father because of the war.
Chen Daxu and Chen Wenjing apprenticed at the same time, although Chen Daxu did not have Chen Wenjing's talent for painting, but he had a special ability, that is, imitation, the beggar was willing to accept Chen Daxu as an apprentice, in the final analysis, it was because he thought that this child was too magical, staring at his bluestone slab painting, holding a lime block next to him could imitate a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, and eight, until later Chen Daxu imitated to the extent that it was difficult to distinguish between true and false.
In this way, Chen Wenjing and Chen Daxu followed the beggar to learn the craft for eleven years, and in 1938, the old beggar passed away, and the two could only be forced to leave the school.
Subsequently, Chen Wenjing, who has become a cargo chaser, disregarded the opposition of his family and wanted to go out, but in fact, he went to chase the goods.
"I was an orphan, my whole family was killed by the Japanese, it was a miracle that I survived, I wandered from the age of five to the age of seven, I was hungry and full, I met Master when I was seven years old, Master was only thirty-four years old that year, he saved me and treated me, I was sick all over my body, Master said, I can survive is also a good fate." Zheng Cangqiong recalled the past, slowly drank tea, his eyes were still full of tears, he calmed down for a while, and then said, "From that day on, I followed Master to wander the world, the four seas as my home, learning skills, not many years, liberated, life is getting better day by day, we are no longer home from all over the world, because there is no such opportunity." β
Tian Lianfeng nodded: "That...... What about Shigong? β
"He died, he passed away after arranging for his junior sister to marry Tian Yunhao." Zheng Cangqiong shook his head and looked at the torture technique that was thinking with his head down at this time, "I know what you're thinking, Chen Yuqing is not my master's biological daughter, she is also adopted, I know that you are calculating time and age." β
Xingshu smiled, but did not speak, because at this time he raised suspicions and disrespected his master and master.
Tian Lianfeng moved the stool under his buttocks and moved slightly closer to Zheng Cangqiong: "But you didn't say anything about Chen Daxu?" This painting is his handiwork. β
The torture also looked at Zheng Cangqiong, Zheng Cangqiong then said: "After leaving the school, my master and Chen Daxu separated, and they had no contact for many years, and they met again in Huludao after liberation, at that time Chen Daxu became a teacher, a very ordinary teacher, but the imitation of the craft is still there, and it has been shown to me and the master, so amazing, if you see it with your own eyes, you will feel that he is like the one on your computer now what kind of copy and paste, I can't describe how amazing it is." β
Criminal arithmetic: "Even if Chen Daxu is a little younger than his master, after liberation, it should be 1955, he is almost fifty years old, quite old, Tian Yunhao was killed in 1965, that is to say, he had already painted this painting at that time, but I don't know if it was imitation or ......"
"It's imitation, imitation of my master's." Zheng Cangqiong looked at the painting and said, "The original name of this painting is 'peerless', the meaning of this name given by my master is the meaning of isolation from the world, he was preparing to live in seclusion at that time, but I have never understood what is the connection between isolation from the world and the flower on the other side, but I really don't know when my uncle imitated this painting, and when he appeared in that building, as for what connection he has with Tian Yunhao, I really don't know, and I don't understand, but there is one thing, I have to confess to you now." β
When Tian Lianfeng opened his eyes wide and waited for an answer, Xingshu saw that the master looked like he wanted to say but didn't know how to speak, so he simply helped him say: "Master, you want to say that Tian Yunhao was killed by his wife Chen Yuqing, right?" β
Zheng Cangqiong closed his eyes and nodded vigorously: "Yes, I can also be regarded as an accomplice......"
Tian Lianfeng stood up in shock, because he didn't even think that his grandfather was killed by his grandmother himself, and Zheng Cangqiong, who he had always wanted to apprentice, was still an accomplice.
He didn't want to believe this answer, he had speculated and overturned it before, but when he chiseled the painting out of the wall, he knew that Tian Yunhao's was indeed killed by Chen Yuqing.
"Lianfeng, don't get excited, sit down." Xingshu waved his hand to let Tian Lianfeng sit down, but Tian Lianfeng was still standing there in a daze, and Xingshu had to say, "It should be said that your grandfather asked your grandmother to kill him, he is considered an alternative suicide, probably to protect the secret, but at the same time, he didn't want this secret to be brought into the coffin by him forever, so he left this painting." β
Tian Lianfeng couldn't react for a while, looked at the torture technique and asked, "What are you talking about?" Wait, wait for me to pick up ......."
"I'll tell you." Zheng Cangqiong took a sip of tea, "Indeed, Tian Yunhao is to protect the secret in the chopsticks, and he has long planned to take this secret on the road, in the final analysis, it is also to protect Chen Yuqing and his son Tian Ke, because he knows that someone has long been eyeing his family and the pair of chopsticks, as long as he dies, others can only wait quietly, after all, thieves also have a way, they will not attack women and children, they can only wait, hoping that Tian Ke will grow up, but Chen Yuqing did not tell me about the painting, just told me, Tian Yunhao arranged his own strange way of dying, so that Chen Yuqing had to do it, and before that, I taught Chen Yuqing to practice finger power for several years and put on the finger covers. β
Tian Lianfeng was still in a daze, and he couldn't accept this fact for a while.
Xingshu thought for a while and said: "In other words, a long time ago, Tian Yunhao found a way to seal the painting inside, for so many years, there was no window there, and no one proposed to chisel out another window?" I don't understand that. β
This doubt, when the criminal technique asked his father Xing Guodong in a roundabout way, Xing Guodong recalled that when the police were handling the case, although they had also seen that there were no windows here, they had never thought that there were things hidden in the walls, after all, who could think so far? The window was sealed a long time ago, as for why, one is because it is cold, and the other is because in summer, there are always people staring at the toilet door at this end in the old house opposite at night, which makes many people very scared, and the police investigation did not find out why, so in the end the residents of the building decided to simply seal the window.
As for whether all this was planned and arranged by Tian Yunhao, it is impossible to verify it now, and it does not help much to the whole thing, and the criminal technique has not been traced any further.
Xingshu said: "Master, now the secret is hidden in this painting, it is certain that the painting was made by Chen Daxu, there is a secret hidden in it, I may be able to solve it, but the outer layer of the baffle is too troublesome, if it is not opened, I can't look carefully, and I don't know what the material of the baffle is." β
"This is called crystallization, a thing that was inadvertently refined when someone in Taoism was refining in the early years, like jade is not jade, and it is not crystal, it is transparent like glass, it is stronger in comparison, it is actually worthless, in today's words, it is a chemical compound." Zheng Cangqiong explained, "At that time, in order to protect the painting, there must be a baffle on the surface, and it was impossible to find the crystal, and the glass could not be sealed in the cement wall, so I could only choose to use crystallization in the end, so I guessed." β
The torture technique touched the crystal baffle and said, "How do you take it off?" β
"I can't take it off." Zheng Cangqiong shook his head, "If you break it directly, it will hurt the painting, and you can also use high temperatures, but under the high temperature, the paintings inside will also be finished." β
At this time, Tian Lianfeng, who had not spoken, suddenly said, "What if from behind?" β
"The back is sealed, I've seen it." Xingshu shook his head, "Take it from there, the painting will also be destroyed, when Tian Yunhao got this thing back then, he simply set a trap and made a problem." β
Tian Lianfeng squatted down and looked at the painting and said, "Torture, what does this poem mean?" β
"It should be said that a military general decided to retire, not to be a soldier, not to fight, to return home to be a literati, but when I wrote it, I didn't expect it to be as vigorous as a soldier and fighting, it should be like this." Xingshu looked at the poem, "It's as if I'm talking about Tian Yunhao himself, he was a soldier back then, although he was a puppet Manchurian Jiangshang army, even if it is not glorious, but he is also a soldier." β
Zheng Cangqiong nodded: "There is this possibility, but I still think that this painting is called peerless, and this flower is called Manzhu Shahua, and there must be some kind of connection between them." β
After speaking, Zheng Cangqiong shook his head and said: "I'm tired, it's not early, I want to go back, it's not safe to put this painting here, you guard the torture technique, Lian Feng send it to me." β
The torture technique nodded, and sent Zheng Cangqiong out of the antique city, Tian Lianfeng then drove Zheng Cangqiong back, although it was very tossed, but Tian Lianfeng was willing and had no complaints, after all, he solved the secret that had plagued him for many years.
When Tian Lianfeng sent Zheng Cangqiong away, he sat in the pawnshop and looked at the torture technique of the painting, but he was thinking about a question that he had not ignored before and now seemed to be able to find the answer - for so many years, Tian Ke came back from time to time and set up a mechanism at the door, what does this mean?
It is very likely that Tian Ke may know the secret in this wall, although Tian Ke was still young when Tian Yunhao died, and Tian Yunhao did not tell Chen Yuqing, but he may have left some kind of letter or secret words or something, Tian Ke only found out when he grew up?