Although he was suspicious of Meng Yao, he couldn't take care of it now, and the painting that Wang Baiqin took out just now shocked Ye Boyu even more, Ye Boyu closed the door, and hurriedly called Zi Yan to the study, took out Fan Kuan's landscape painting, and carefully observed this masterpiece of 100,000 taels of silver with Zi Yan.

Zi Yan was still sulking at first, but when she heard Ye Boyu say that she had made a discovery, she couldn't sit still, and hurriedly ran to the study to see what the new discovery was.

Fan Kuan is a great painter of the Northern Song Dynasty, and most of his works are majestic and vast. The composition inherits Jing Hao's tradition of "being good at writing about the top of the mountain in the clouds, and the four sides are thick". The pen is strong and vigorous, and the pen is strong. And the ink makes good use of the dark and heavy ink rhyme, thick and moisturizing. But in his later years, he used too much ink, and the soil and stone were not distinguished, although the momentum was majestic, but it was as dark as twilight. Its method is generally called "raindrop", the pen is straight, shaped like rice, and it is also called "sesame". The character of the painting house is first drawn with an iron line with a boundary, and then dyed with ink, and later generations call him an iron layer.

Zhao Mengfu, a great calligrapher and painter of the Yuan Dynasty, praised Fan Kuan's paintings as "truly ancient and modern", and Dong Qichang, a great painter of the Ming Dynasty, commented that Fan Kuan was "the first in Song painting". Therefore, Ye Boyu still has a certain amount of research on Fan Kuan.

A few years ago, in a royal family in the capital, Ye Boyu specially followed Wang Baiqin to appreciate Fan Kuan's "Traveling Map of Streams and Mountains", and the feeling and impression at that time are still fresh in my memory. The top of the hill is overgrown with shrubs, forming a dense forest, like a fungus, and there are high mountains on both sides. There are buildings in the woods, and a group of pack caravans are hurrying between the hills and rocks, and the sound of water and donkey hooves can be heard in the quiet of the mountains. The waterfall is as thin as a string, the sound of the stream echoes through the valley, and the description of the scenery is extremely majestic and realistic. The whole mountain stone is densely inked like raindrops and jagged rock lines, depicting the feeling of the mountain stone's vigor and vigor. Moreover, the most prominent thing is that the tree in the right corner of the painting has the inscription "Fan Kuan".

After checking all kinds of information, Ye Boyu found that Fan Kuan's inscriptions were generally in the woods and grasses, so the inscription of the painting that Wang Baiqin took was in line with Fan Kuan's habits.

"That's what you said about the new discovery?" More than half an hour passed, and seeing Ye Boyu holding the crystal mirror motionless and observing the picture, Zi Yan couldn't help but feel depressed.

"Exactly. Zi Yan, do you see any clues?" Ye Boyu said without raising his head.

"No!" Zi Yan said angrily. One butt sat on the Taishi's chair. Seeing Ye Boyu pouting his ass endlessly, he really had the heart to kick over.

After another long time, Ye Boyu put down the crystal mirror, turned around and said with a smile: "Zi Yan, I found a very strange place, which is exactly the same as the painting hanging in Ma Xiaotianwu. As he spoke, he opened the painting from the house that day when he was leading the sheep from Ma Xiaotian's house.

"Definitely. Zi Yan looked disdainful, "They are all landscape paintings, there must be the same place, this still needs to be said." Saying that she was not convinced, Zi Yan still came to Ye Boyu's side and looked in the direction that Ye Boyu pointed.

Sure enough, on the high mountain, in the fog deep in the distant mountains, there is a faint layer of colorful light, which is said to be faint, but in fact, it is the kind of ink that seems to be invisible if you don't look carefully with a crystal mirror. And it's not so much the colorful millilight as the author's inadvertent fainting brushwork. And what's even stranger is that the source of this layer of colorful light is even stranger. Generally speaking, there are no colored clouds and mist in landscape paintings, they are all white clouds and light ink or black clouds, Fan Kuan is a realist painter who is famous for making good use of black rhyme, how can he commit this taboo. Even if Fan Kuan has any peculiar behavior, then this colorful light should be ethereal in the sky, high up, but the colorful light in the two paintings in front of him is from an inconspicuous dense forest. Zi Yan took the crystal mirror and took a closer look, and the colorful light not only came from the dense forest, but also from an even more inconspicuous bare tree stump in the dense forest.

In fact, whether it is Fan Kuan or the unknown author of that painting, it is not surprising that such a strange thing appears in a painting, which may be caused by the author's occasional work, or it may be caused by the use of brushwork. But this is the case in both paintings, and it should never be just a coincidence, because the coincidences in the world are often intentional, let alone man-made coincidences.

Zi Yan kept complaining, but she secretly admired Ye Boyu's thoughtfulness, snatched the crystal mirror in her hand, and studied the painting she snatched from Ma Xiaotian's mansion carefully.

Sure enough, under the mountain waterfall, the roaring monster was indeed facing a seven-colored light, which did indeed emanate from a tree stump in a large dense forest behind the mountain.

Zi Yan looked at it again and again, and then said for a long time: "Strange." How could these two paintings be like this?" Zi Yan tilted her head and looked at Ye Boyu.

"No, it won't. Ye Boyu seemed to know what Zi Yan wanted to say, "These two paintings are definitely not painted by one person, you look at the brushwork, this method, this ink, these are all things that you can't learn." ”

"Okay. Count you awesome. Tell me what you think. Zi Yan snorted and said.

In fact, Ye Boyu was also a second monk who was confused, scratched his head and said: "Now it seems that there are two possibilities. As he spoke, he stood up and poured a cup of tea.

"Say it quickly, don't sell it!" Zi Yan interjected.

"I was about to say, you. Ye Boyu was just about to argue, looking at Zi Yan's round apricot eyes, he immediately changed his words and said: "I analyze, the first possibility is that these two painters were painted casually, there is no secret at all, it is an amazing coincidence." ”

"That's it, what about the second possibility?" Zi Yan said with a deliberate stretch.

The second possibility is that both painters have really seen this scene, and both have painted the scene they have seen. Ye Boyu continued.

"Are you saying that these two painters have seen this scene?" Zi Yan muttered, "Then where is this place, how did the two of them run to such a strange place?"

Ye Boyu also shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand.

"Then where can I start now?" Zi Yan asked again.

"Fan Kuan. Ye Boyu said: "Let's start with Fan Kuan." ”

"Fan Kuan, what is this Fan Kuan doing, how could he come to such a place?" Zi Yan asked.

"This, Fan Kuan..."As soon as Ye Boyu said a few words, he said in his heart: "It's really not easy to explain to Zi Yan what Fan Kuan does." After thinking about it, Ye Boyu cheered up, and then told Zi Yan in detail about some of Fan Kuan's important deeds and important works.

It doesn't matter what he said, it was more than an hour, Ye Boyu said that his mouth was dry, and Zi Yan kept asking some strange questions in the middle, which were mixed with unclear questions, so he reluctantly said a rough idea, who knows, in the end, Zi Yan nodded as if she didn't understand, and the first thing she said was: "You people, I think you are idle and have nothing to do." Spending so much money and so much time to exchange such useless things, what a bunch of idlers!"

When Ye Boyu heard this, he almost jumped up from the chair, daring to feel that he had taken great pains and talked about it for a long time with a dry mouth, in exchange for such an evaluation, it was really helpless.

Zi Yan listened to the story for a long time, and was bored from listening, so she threw down Ye Boyu, went to the outhouse to read a book by herself, and threw Ye Boyu alone in the study.

Ye Boyu had no choice but to look up the information again and find Fan Kuan's information. Let's see if we can find some clues from Fan Kuan's tracks.

Think about it, or first from the "History of the Song Dynasty", "History of the Five Dynasties" to check, check for a long time, there is no record of Fan Kuan, and from Mi Fu's "Painting History", the official "Xuanhe Painting" from the check, check and check, in addition to the comments on Fan Kuan's works, where there is a little bit of Fan Kuan's deeds.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Boyu woke up, only to find that he was lying on the table and falling asleep, with a blanket on his back, looking at the time, it was just after the ugly hours of the morning, touching the blanket on his body, Ye Boyu's tiredness had already been swept away, and when he went out to see, Zi Yan had already rested in his room.

Ye Boyu cheered up and flipped up the more than three-foot-tall information in front of him.

After about an hour, I didn't know that I turned such a sentence from the history of the barnyard officials, saying that Fan Kuan did not like to copy the paintings of his predecessors, and thought that the paintings of his predecessors were nothing more than all things taken from nature, and it was better to take nature as a teacher than to take people as teachers, so Fan Kuan moved to Zhongnan Mountain, Huashan and other beautiful mountains with beautiful scenery. When it comes to sitting quietly among the mountains and rocks at night, carefully observing the structure and changes of the mountain and forest scenery, every time I have a good understanding, I immediately describe it with a wonderful pen.

Fan Kuan in his later years, often in and out of Shu, like to paint the strange mountains and rocks of Shu, created a large number of landscape axes, as well as his own snow landscape paintings, but the last time Fan Kuan went to Shu, there was no news of Fan Kuan, it may be the final end with Shu, it is not known.

"Shudi, Shudi!" Ye Boyu was so excited that he almost jumped up, looked at it carefully, and only stopped after confirming that it was correct, and sure enough, it was Shushan again, which was just confirmed by the painting in Ma Xiaotian's mansion.

All of a sudden, Ye Boyu was sleepy, restless with excitement, lying on the window to watch the scenery downstairs for a while, and sitting in the study for a while, waiting for the dawn, as soon as Zi Yan woke up, she told her the good news, and then the two went straight to Shudi.

After being excited for a long time, the exhausted Ye Boyu couldn't help but fall asleep on the table again, in his dreams, the secrets of Shushan, the magical magic weapon, the inexhaustible exotic flowers and plants, and the inexhaustible strange stones and spiritual jade, were all opening their hands to themselves, of course, the most indispensable thing was the love that Zi Yan wanted to offer to herself at a critical time...... Hey.

Readers are invited to watch the next chapter, "The Mystery in the Painting—Part II"