Chapter 91 Painting Worker Zhang Daqian

The position of the Coffin Mountain Taibao is a little troublesome, and it is powerful, but the knowledge involved is not ordinarily wide.

It was also the first time since I came out of Lishantou that I could feel that my grandfather had strict intentions for me at the beginning.

I said that grandpa knows everything, we are just coffin makers, but we know a thing or two in all fields.

If you want everyone to respect you, the position of Coffin Mountain Taibao is a name, but also a craft, this is one of them.

Second, although the Coffin Mountain Taibao customizes the exclusive coffin, there are still many things to do on the coffin.

If you want to be respected, you must learn from the strengths of a hundred schools, use other people's expertise, and defeat others, so that others can be convinced.

Even if you only know the fur of other people's professions, you have to use this fur to defeat them, this is what I understand, I don't know if it is consistent with what my grandfather taught.

Of course, I can't reach the height of grandpa now, otherwise, I wouldn't have come to Uncle Bai.

Seeing Uncle Bai shouting out the origin of this painting, I suddenly came to my senses.

Hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Uncle, this is not a place to talk, you might as well come to my shop, I will make you a pot of good Xinyang hair tips, let's talk while drinking, what do you think?" ”

"Anyway, you fakes, you won't be able to sell them for a while, and when it's over, you will come back, won't it be the same?"

Uncle Bai has a long white beard, and when he heard me say this, he blew his beard and glared and said: "Stinky boy, no big or small, the old man is all genuine here, if you talk wildly, I won't care about you!" ”

Hearing this, I smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay, what the uncle said is right, my kid I have no beads in my eyes, I don't know the goods, come and smoke a Huazi to dissipate my anger, I'll help you collect the stall!" ”

In this way, with Uncle Bai's pile of broken copper and iron, as well as my picture scroll, Uncle Bai was invited back to the store.

As soon as Uncle Bai entered the door, he said: "The yin wind is coming, the fragrance is overflowing, there are women in your coffin shop!" ”

I was making tea for Uncle Bai, and when I heard what he said, I was a little amused.

This is an old disrespectful guy, and he also knows that there are women in my shop, and as long as his eyes are mended, he also knows that I brought them back two days ago.

I cut off the tip of the Xinyang hair to Uncle Bai, and explained at the same time: "Upstairs lives my little sister, because the family is in the middle of the road, no one takes care of it, so I will be taught to take care of it!" ”

Hearing this, Uncle Bai nodded and said, "Your coffin shop, how is the business?" ”

I smiled and said, "I hope there is no suffering in the world, and I would rather have medicine and dust!" ”

"Although I sell coffins, I don't want my shop to be full of long queues, not to mention that my coffin shop is different from other people's, the main task is to show people feng shui or something, very leisurely!"

As I spoke, I pointed to the picture scroll at hand and said: "Isn't this just opened, isn't it a problem, so I have to ask you to go out of the mountain to help palm the eyes, otherwise, my white face whispered, but it will really smash my coffin mountain signboard!" ”

When Uncle Bai heard this, he took a sip of tea, stretched out his hand and nodded, and said with a smile: "You kid, it's not simple, it's not simple!" ”

Uncle Bai's words, I should praise me.

I didn't speak, I opened the scroll directly and hung it on the coffin, and Uncle Bai just happened to be able to face the painting.

He looked at it twice and said: "I can't be wrong, whether it is from the thickness and softness of this paper, or from the construction site of the painting, except for Zhang Daqian, a painter in the Northern Song Dynasty, there is no one else!" ”

"The point is still on the ...... of the payment"

Uncle Bai pointed to the blank space on the painting and said, "It's not that this painting is not unpaid, but it is on the bottom layer!" ”

I raised my eyebrows and asked, "Are you saying that the secondary painting is double-layered?" ”

"It's not a double layer but a multi-layer, as for how many layers the old man doesn't know, but this painting is indeed from the Northern Song Dynasty, I was fortunate to have seen a remnant painting before, and this is roughly the same!"

"Then, uncle, can you tell me about the specific origin of this painting......?"

Hearing this, Uncle Bai snorted and said, "If I knew the specific origin of this painting, would you Uncle Bai carry some of it every day, breaking copper and iron, and selling it in the ghost market?" ”

I thought to myself, but I had a short circuit in my head and asked such a retarded question.

But before I could agree with the other party, Uncle Bai said: "Although I don't know the detailed story behind this painting, I can guess that it must be related to the seventy-two tombs of the Northern Song Dynasty, if you want to hear it, I can tell you about Zhang Daqian!" ”

"Perhaps, it may be helpful for you to deal with something!"

As soon as these words came out, I suddenly came to my senses, and I hurriedly hugged my fists at Uncle Bai and said, "Uncle, uncle, boy, I'll give you a fist first!" ”

Uncle Bai doesn't say anything else, he just likes others to praise him, the more you praise him, the happier he is, the happier he is, the more he will catch a fish with you.

That's why I'm going to do it today, what I haven't done in the past, mainly because I can talk to Uncle Bai, that's why it's like this.

Zhang Daqian in Uncle Bai's mouth is not Zhang Daqian, the ghost hand of the Central Plains.

The origin of this Zhang Daqian, if you really talk about it in detail, it can be regarded as a famous teacher!

When it comes to the famous painters of the Northern Song Dynasty, a strange person will appear in everyone's minds.

This person's name is Zhang Zeduan, and he is the one who painted the famous painting "Qingming Riverside Picture".

And Zhang Daqian is Zhang Zeduan's junior disciple, when Zhang Zeduan entered the court as an official, Zhang Daqian chose to become a Taoist priest halfway.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, Taoism was also the state religion at that time, and it was very prosperous, so Zhang Daqian could only be called a painter, not a painter.

Although this Zhang Daqian did not learn to become a teacher, this person started anew, changed the original painting method, and formed his own style of painting.

There is no money, two paintings of beauties, and three is multi-layered paintings, which are perfectly integrated together.

And Zhang Daqian's paintings, except for a picture of mountains and rivers, are all kinds of beauties.

Whether it is the princes and nobles, the concubines and queens, or the ladies, the small jasper, or the Qinglou Oiran, they have all been painted by Zhang Daqian.

Zhang Daqian's dream is to draw enough pictures of 100 beauties!

This also caused a lot of sensation during the Northern Song Dynasty at that time, because an incident happened at that time.

During the Song Dynasty Huizong, one of his princes obtained a picture of Zhang Daqian's beauty from relevant channels.

After that, his luck increased greatly, and he almost became the emperor, but in the end he died tragically under the struggle for imperial power for some reason.

This incident was known to the new emperor at that time, so he sent troops to round up the painter Zhang Daqian.

Even if there were many concubines in the previous dynasty and the current dynasty, Zhang Daqian did not escape the catastrophe!

Zhang Daqian was not only executed, but even all those related to Zhang Daqian were all implicated in one way or another.

Under the social background at that time, the incident caused was quite sensational, which became another legend of the seventy-two tombs of the Northern Song Dynasty.

After talking about this, Uncle Bai poured a cup of hair tip into his teacup, took a sip and said: "These are all gossip, and there is no record in the official history, so whether you believe it or not, it's up to you."