Pujiang TV, Director's Office.

A list of the "Rising Star Concerts" is nearing completion.

"The actors who should have arrived have basically arrived,"

Comrade Jiang Shan began to report to the leaders of a room: "Except for Su Xiaoming of the Maritime Administration and Crimean of the General Political Department. ”

Gu Zhengzheng nodded, his expression was very solemn: "The Haizheng Song and Dance Troupe attaches great importance to our concert, and specially composed a new song for the young female singer Su Xiaoming......"

Then, he smiled kindly: "It is said that the song will set off as soon as it is practiced, everyone does not have to worry, as for Comrade Kerim, people are condolences on the front line." ”

Zhu Fengbo, Gu Jianfen, Li Guyi, Wang Liping and Wang Jieshi, who were sitting together, nodded "oh" together.

Jiangshan knew that "Night of the Military Port" was coming: "I just received the news that Mr. Shan Xiurong can't come due to scheduling reasons. ”

Gu Jianfen: "Schedule? ”

"It's just that the plan is full," Jiang Shan explained: "So the song "Yan Nanfei" is going to be sung by a different person, and the organizing committee has decided to ...... it."

""Yan Nanfei" is mine," Li Guyi suddenly raised one hand: "Don't rob me of anyone." ”

"Yan Nanfei" is so good, she has sung it publicly several times.

Jiang Shan: "After the research and decision of the organizing committee, "Yan Nanfei" was sung by teacher Li Guyi. ”

Li Guyi pursed his lips and stopped talking, leaving only a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Gu Jianfen pounded Zhu Fengbo: "Look, Xiao Jiang is afraid of her." ”

Zhu Fengbo pouted: "Hot girl, I have to let her." ”

The office will be all your own people, and everything will be negotiable.

If it is not negotiable, Jiangshan will hand over the pen directly.

Anyway, the beginning and end of the show have long been welded to death, so let them go happily to the rest.

Soon, a program list that will be even more difficult in the future world was successfully released.

"Xiao Jiang,"

Just as he was about to announce the dismissal of the meeting, Director Gu suddenly remembered something: "The advertising arrangement over there in the Wanti Pavilion is still going well, right?" ”

"You can rest assured, Comrade Jiang He, the art editor of our newspaper, is very experienced in this area," Jiang Shan said:

"He personally led the team to paint on the spot, and with the additional manpower sent by Manager Huang of the advertising agency, I believe you will see the results soon."

"That's good," Director Gu was very pleased: "It's much more reassuring to have you staring at me, but...... Coca-Cola, how to solve it? ”

After speaking, Director Gu looked at Jiang Shan, and then at Jiang Hai who was sitting on the sofa: "Yanjing has already looked for me several times, so it's not good not to give me any face, right?" ”

"What happened to Coca-Cola?"

As soon as they heard this, the few people who were already about to leave sat down again.

There is no intention of avoiding suspicion at all.

Jiang Hai said with a smile: "Our concert originally had the largest advertising sponsor. ”

Jiang Shan: "It's Coca-Cola." ”

Gu Zhengzheng: "His family has chartered ten billboards. ”

Jiang Shan: "It's still the most expensive position." ”

Gu Zhengzheng: "It's a pity that Xiao Jiang soon received a warning call from the relevant departments. ”

"On the same day, I also received a call from the Propaganda Department," Jiang Hai said with a wry smile: "I hope that I will come forward and cancel Coca-Cola's advertising contract." ”

In fact, Jiangshan did not sign an advertising contract with Coca-Cola at all.

The reason for releasing this rumor is just to gain some chips for himself.

"I don't know who Coca-Cola has offended," Director Gu frowned: "The city is determined to oppose it, not only let the Propaganda Department interfere in the middle, but also call the Light Industry Bureau." ”

Seeing that everyone was at a loss, Jiang Shan hurriedly reminded: "Didn't we have cooperated with the Export Trade Office of the Light Industry Bureau, just ...... That's it. ”

Zhu Fengbo nodded to show that he understood, but quickly: "No, isn't there a Coca-Cola billboard erected on Nan-Beijing Road, why can't you do it?" ”

Jiang Shan: "Alas, our company doesn't know who to reason!" "Isn't it still delicate?

In the early 1980s, COFCO began to find land for Coca-Cola, and the first one was Pujiang.

Who knows that the current leaders of Pujiang are very resistant to the demand for foreign companies to enter the country.

I was still angry after scolding COFCO (it is said that I scolded him fiercely back then), and by the way, I even wanted to pinch the Coca-Cola advertisement.

Jiang Hai looked indifferent: "In fact, it doesn't matter if you accept this advertisement or not." ”

Jiang Shan nodded.

If it weren't for the fact that the times didn't allow for too fast progress, he would have been able to advertise the façade of the Wanti Pavilion.

"Advertisements for concerts have long been in short supply," Director Gu mentioned that this was happier than the New Year:

"We have also received a lot of orders from Taiwan, but no, Yanjing has asked someone to bring a message, saying that it can't chill the hearts of foreign businessmen."

"So," Jiang Shan concluded, "we have to look at both faces now, and we can't afford to offend either one." ”

"There are many housekeepers, and the house collapses," Hu Xiao is most annoyed by this kind of thing: "If you want me to say that since you are working in Pujiang, don't ask about outside affairs." ”

"Do business behind closed doors," Gu Zhengzheng educated his old friend: "Unless Xiao Jiang doesn't do Yanjing business in the future." ”

Li Guyi: "Xiao Jiang, I'll teach you, you do the advertisement first, and then apologize afterwards." ”

That's how her "Hometown Love" is sung.

It doesn't matter if it's on the program list or not, sing it first.

Jiang Shan shook his head with a smile, he didn't have an old man with a gun: "I have always sought truth from facts about the organization, and I can't live up to the trust of the organization." ”

Hu Xiao knew Jiangshan's political consciousness: "Then which road army are you going to listen to this time." ”

"This can still be up to me," Jiang Shan said the same as if he didn't say: "It must be up to them." ”

Hu Xiao couldn't understand the soft-hearted Jiangshan anymore: "Okay, then I'll wait and see." ”

"Don't worry, I'll let you see it."

As soon as Jiang Shan's words fell, there was a knock on the office door.

"Editor-in-chief, boss," Jiang Zhuangzhuang walked in with something: "The photo has been developed, you can see if it's okay." ”

When the door closed again, Jiang Shan already had an extra volume of photos in his hand.

"Teachers, let's go back and rest first, my eldest brother and I want to borrow the treasure land of Gutai for use."

"What's in your hand?" Hu Xiao: "I'm not an outsider, open it quickly." ”

Li Guyi: "Who is an outsider?" ”

Gu Jianfen: "No one is an outsider. ”

Jiang Hai didn't care: "Since there are no outsiders, let's start quickly." ”

Jiangshan doesn't matter: "Then come on." ”

If it weren't for the tight time and heavy tasks, the two of them wouldn't be talking on paper outside.

As he spoke, an oversized photo was already laid out on the table.

Jiang Shan reminded first: "Big brother, don't be nervous after you go for a while, it's a layman anyway, and it's not a shame to say something wrong." ”

"I'm not nervous," Jiang Hai said in a heart: "There are so many things that experts haven't figured out, if I can explain it, I won't see the hell." ”

"You can think so, the identification of calligraphy and painting is originally an indescribable matter," Jiang Shan pointed to the photo and said: "It is even more mysterious for a painting that has not been signed." ”

At this time, a group of people at the desk followed Jiang Shan's guidance, and indeed did not see any words on the painting in the photo.

"The so-called payment is also used as a note to recognize, usually a certain year and a certain month someone wrote in a certain place, it is the best reference to identify the author of the painting,"

Since Jiang Hai is going to have a meeting in a while, Jiang Shan will be helping the eldest brother to hold Buddha's feet.

"Generally speaking, as long as it is a painting by a well-known artist, there will not only be a stamp, but also an inscription. The so-called mention of the Baba is to leave a message, the front of the painting is the title, and the end of the painting is the Baba

Comrade Jiang Hai didn't understand, so he asked: "Why is there nothing in this painting?" ”

"Most of the works of the Northern Song Dynasty are poor," Jiang Shan continued: "Don't talk about the inscription, even the author's inscription is not there."

But the great writers of the Northern Song Dynasty are different, like Su Dongpo, who will not only inscribe a paragraph, but also inscribe a poem.

This is also called the lack of painting, and the text will make up for it. ”

There was silence in the office, and only the voice of Jiang Shan could be heard.

Unheard of knowledge comes straight to the mind.

Something I never cared about, but this will be a great thing to hear!

"But most literati and ink artists are different, in order not to affect the overall beauty of the paintings, they either leave no ink or hide their names in the paintings." Jiang Shan continued:

"There was a painter named Li Tang in the Southern Song Dynasty, and he had a painting called "Ten Thousand Pine Winds".

In the painting, the mountain peaks are towering and the waterfalls are flowing, but there is no inscription like the "Snow Bamboo Picture".

Later, he was still a restoration craftsman in the palace and found a column of words at a mountain peak: Emperor Song Xuan and Jiachen Chunhe Li Tang Pen. ”

Jiang Hai silently read for a moment: "Emperor Song Xuan and Jiachen Chunhe Li Tang pen." ”

"In the Palace Museum on the other side of the strait, there is a painting called "Traveling in Streams and Mountains", which is also unrecognizable.

In 1958, the vice president of the city found the word 'Fan Kuan' on one of the trunks of a tree in the painting.

It was determined that this painting was painted by Fan Kuan, a great painter of the Northern Song Dynasty, and all of a sudden the author was available. ”

Li Guyi opened a pair of big eyes and listened quietly: "It's so funny, can we see such a painting here?" ”

Jiang Shan shook his head: "It hasn't appeared yet." ”

"Alas!"

"But there is a sister painting," Jiang Shan thought of one:

"In the museum on the other side, there is also a painting called "Double Happiness", which was also originally anonymous.

It wasn't until 62 years ago that an expert discovered a piece of writing on a branch: Jiayou Xin Chounian Cui Baibi.

This is a remarkable discovery. ”

Li Guyi: "Why? ”

"Cui Bai is not an ordinary person, he is deeply appreciated by Song Renzong, and no one can ask Cui Bai to paint without the imperial decree.

This discovery immediately made our old Bo also happy, because "Double Happiness Map" was originally a pair.

The other one was collected in Yanjing, called "Cold Sparrow".

It's a pity that our "Chill Sparrow" has not yet found out where the author hid his name. ”

When Li Guyi heard this, he hurriedly pulled Gu Jianfen: "Let's go and take a look at this painting another day." ”

"Okay," Gu Jianfen just meant: "Don't forget to bring a magnifying glass when the time comes." ”

The two discussed it very seriously, and it seems that they really take it seriously.

"Let's look at this "Snow Bamboo Picture" again,"

Jiang Shan looked at Jiang Hai and clicked on the photo on the table: "Although it has no money to recognize, the treasure is abnormal, do you know where the treasure is?" ”

Jiang Hai looked at the place where Jiang Shan pointed his fingers: "Where is the treasure?" ”

"Precious in the process, China's ink is not heavy," Jiang Shan explained:

However, this "Snow Bamboo Picture" is not the same, it is not only heavy-shaped, but also extremely realistic.

Not to mention Director Xie and Xu Banchi, even many foreign experts who study the history of Chinese painting can't help but shout at it: It's too unChinese......"

……

At five o'clock in the afternoon, when the Pujiang Museum was closed, it was also the time for Comrade Jiang Hai to enter the museum.

Walking beside him this time was the deputy department of the Pujiang Propaganda Department and the director of the Municipal Press and Publication Bureau.

Regarding today's trip, Zhang Ju smiled slightly apologetically: "Editor-in-chief Jiang, you have worked hard for this trip." ”

"You are serious," Comrade Jiang Hai hung up the style of a general: "Some things are better to talk about, and both sides are down-to-earth." ”

"It's great that you can think like this," Zhang Ju said: "It's all your own people, there's no need to blush for an outsider!" ”

The word region cannot be ignored in any dynasty or generation.

It is both a feature and a protection.

Soon, Director Xie, who has a lot of demeanor, accompanied by two experts, greeted him.

Jiang Hai looked at the comers and respected them.

Similarly, Director Xie, who was full of silver silk combs, also smiled amiably.

Several intellectuals walked politely all the way.

It wasn't until I walked in front of a painting that a few serious expressions rose.

"Others don't care about it,"

Jiang Hai looked at the painting with burning eyes, pretending to be the same: "You don't want to, it's really a unique "Snow Bamboo Picture". ”

Xie Pheasant Liu listened: "I didn't expect that Editor-in-Chief Jiang is young and has a study of calligraphy and painting?" ”

"How can I understand this," Jiang Hai didn't hide it at all: "It's just just curious about it." ”

"Heh," Curator Xie smiled.

Sure enough, as he inquired about in advance, this graduate of the Workers' and Peasants' and Soldiers' University was a layman at all.

"It's not surprising," an expert who followed Director Xie sneered, "There are a lot of people visiting our museum today, and they are all just curious like you. ”

"Yes," Jiang Hai turned his face to Zhang Ju and smiled: "How can I say it, this article in "Oriental Metropolis Daily" will definitely make the Pujiang Museum prosperous." ”

Director Zhang put his hands behind his back: "This is a phenomenon that everyone wants to see, right, Director Xie?" ”

"Huh,"

Director Xie slowly approached the "Snow Bamboo Map": "Even if it is crooked, our pavilion does not want to let the national treasure be wronged because of this. ”

"Hey," Jiang Hai let out: "What are you talking ......about?"

As soon as he said this, the amiable Director Xie immediately became unapproachable.

Director Zhang pulled the corner of Jiang Hai's clothes slightly.

Jiang Hai didn't feel it, and his expression was solemn as if he didn't feel it.

Although the glass is still resting, the ancient charm of "Snow Bamboo Picture" at this moment is far from being comparable to the photo on the desk.

For the first time in his life, Jiang Hai felt what it means to be eternal, what is inheritance.

Jiang Hai: "I really didn't leave any knowledge at all!" ”

Sensing the sincerity in the other party's gaze, Director Xie also nodded: "There was a long time when I faced it every day. ”

"Alas, it's a pity," Jiang Hai looked at "Snow Bamboo Map": "If it can leave a word, it won't attract a lot of speculation from future generations." ”

"Editor-in-Chief Jiang," Xie Zhiliu said in a deep voice, "If I'm not mistaken, you should agree with Mr. Xu Bangda's opinion, right?" ”

"It's not, I just think," Jiang Hai is a reasonable person: "Since this painting has no knowledge, then we should allow different voices to appear." ”

When Director Zhang heard this, he felt that this was reasonable, and he was also a reasonable person.

You can't let an old man lose his judgment as soon as he gets angry.

"We also allow different voices to emerge,"

When Xie Zhiliu didn't speak, the other experts said coldly: "But for the paintings that have been repeatedly appraised by the experts in the museum, we don't welcome different voices, especially the newspapers and periodicals that publish such voices." ”

"As long as the author of this painting doesn't stand up and speak for a day," Jiang Hai's expression was a few degrees colder than the other party: "You have to allow others to have different opinions." ”

"The author stood up and spoke?" Xie Zhiliu almost didn't laugh: "Comrade Jiang, your words are a bit strong." ”

"There are many ways to talk to the ancients," Jiang Hai finally had a chance to turn his back: "Old Xie still remembers...... Where did Cui Bai hide his name in "Double Happiness Map"? ”

“……？”

Except for Director Zhang, the three old experts looked at Jiang Hai at the same time.

"Don't forget, the famous painting of the Northern Song Dynasty "Traveling in Streams and Mountains" is hidden in the word 'Fan Kuan' in Zhiya,"

The more Jiang Hai spoke, the smoother it became, and the words were extremely clear: "Also, the inscription of the great painter Li Tangshu at the peak of the "Ten Thousand Pine Winds"! ”

An old expert grabbed the arm of the other one violently: "What he said is true?" ”

"I only know two of them, and this is the first time I know about the situation of "Xishan Travel Map".

The conversation between the two experts directly stunned Director Zhang.

Although he still didn't understand anything, he read something from the other person's face.

When he hurriedly looked at Xie Zhiliu, he was surprised to see that the other party was also surprised.

Director Xie: "How did Editor-in-Chief Jiang know about these things?" ”

"You forget, that's what I eat."

There was a moment of silence between the two sides.

"Director Zhang," Xie Zhiliu took the lead in breaking the silence: "You are right, our editor-in-chief Jiang is indeed different from the editor-in-chief of other newspapers, not only can he keep up with the situation but also have a wide range of knowledge!" ”

"He told me before he came," Director Zhang said with a smile: "The reason why Oriental Metropolis Daily published this article is entirely for the call of the corresponding Cultural Relics Bureau to contribute to our Pujiang Museum." ”

"In this way, we really misunderstood Editor-in-Chief Jiang," said an old expert with a smile: "Don't say it, the visitor flow of the exhibition hall has indeed gone up." ”

Another: "Immediate! ”

Jiang Hai only smiled silently, trying his best to recall the words of the third child.

I always feel like I'm missing something!

"Editor-in-Chief Jiang," Xie Zhiliu re-amiable: "If I also write an article, will your Oriental Metropolis Daily help me publish it?" ”

Although Jiang Hai was still looking at the painting with his hands behind his back, his tone was very sincere: "Thank you, old man, for your masterpiece, Jiang Mou can't ask for it." ”

Curator Xie smiled slightly in his heart, and then followed Jiang Hai to get closer to the glass: "It seems that you really like this "Snow Bamboo Picture"?" ”

"If ......"

Jiang Hai recalled the place where Jiang Shan's finger pointed: "If you can also find something on this painting, then it is really ironclad evidence." ”

"Yes," Director Xie remembered the days when he faced "Snow Bamboo Picture" day and night: "Why don't I think so, but unfortunately, I am almost blind and can't find the slightest clue." ”

"Alas," Jiang Hai also sighed with a pity: "The museum on the other side can collect three paintings at a time, and it would be great if we could also produce a miracle." ”

Click, click, click......

Jiang Hai frowned, regretfully buttoning the glass.

Xie Zhiliu was stunned and looked at the projection point of his fingers.

Click, click, click......

It seems that the hour hand is beating, and it seems to be ...... The past and the present are in dialogue......

(End of chapter)