"Among them, the huge oil painting "Yugong Moves the Mountain", because the confiscating personnel rolled the picture inward,"

The staff continued to report to the Lu Bureau:

When it is opened again, a large area of color falls off, and the lower part of the picture is completely detached......

More than 95% of the items stored in the warehouse are covered with a layer of dust, and many of the works have not yet been damaged.

Among the works that have been counted: mildew, folding, broken, moth, and water stains, totaling 381 pieces......

According to the records handed over by the museum at that time, 21 works marked as double scrolls, 14 of which are now only single after opening;

In a box marked 26 works, 10 were missing when opened......

In addition, when the confiscated items of the Xu Beihong Memorial Hall were first stored in the art museum, they took out a number of works without authorization to hang on display.

When they were moved to the Forbidden City, those works were still not returned......

The above is the cleaning of calligraphy and paintings, and then we will enter the cleaning of seals, sculptures and other objects......"

Hearing this, not only Director Lu and Director Hou, but even the country began to grow bigger.

"My God," Director Hou said first, "In addition to paintings, there are statues?" ”

The male comrade who reported to the work said with a wry smile: "There are not only statues, but also the relics of Mr. Xu Beihong." ”

"A relic from the end of life? These items should not be missing. ”

The "......" male comrade turned a few pages forward: "According to the report of the initial inventory last week, there is a temporary shortage of a peaked cap, a long shirt, a pair of leather shoes, and a pair of cloth shoes......

"Alright, alright,"

Lu Xuzhang waved his hand: "What do you say about the above situation in the Forbidden City?" ”

"Their reply was that they only provided a place to store it, and they were not responsible for safekeeping."

Lu Xuzhang: "What about the art museum? ”

"The museum says it's only responsible for the keys, not for safekeeping."

"In other words......" Lu Xuzhang understood: "For so many years, no one has asked about this warehouse?" ”

"It's said to be a warehouse, but it's actually an old house next to the Taihe Palace, and even the doors and windows are broken," the gay man said: "When we went back, the house was full of garbage, piles of fallen leaves, and mildew all over the walls.

According to the comrades in the Forbidden City, a year or two ago, their houses where they stored their confiscated goods like this were full of ......"

"Xiao Jiang,"

Lu Xuzhang turned to Jiangshan at this time: "When I was listening to the Oriole Pavilion that day, I saw that you had a good relationship with several old experts in the Forbidden City, and I didn't usually hear them mention it?" ”

After hearing the Lu Bureau's inquiry, the comrades who reported on the work silently glanced at Jiang Shan, who was sitting on the side.

In his opinion, the young man's seat was obviously closer to the chief than Director Hou.

"I'll tell you the truth,"

Jiang Shan replied truthfully: "Actually...... These old professors have only been back to work for a few years. ”

"Huh,"

Lu Xuzhang smiled, his own situation was similar:

"If you really want to talk about it, the collection donated by Comrade Xu Beihong is already lucky.

If it weren't for the Prime Minister's timely dispatch of two trucks, the collection would have been burned to the ground, along with the memorial hall. ”

"What about ......," the gay man, who was still waiting for instructions, asked, "what should we do with so many missing items?" ”

"Same as before,"

If it weren't for the tearing of the ownership of the land, the Lu Bureau would not have personally asked: "The book should be made and put into storage, and the subsequent matters will be determined after the organization and research." ”

……

When the footsteps of the reporter gradually faded away, only the rustle of Lu Xuzhang flipping the report materials was left in the office.

"Xiao Jiang, you just heard this ......"

Director Lu, who didn't ask much in front of outsiders before, finally turned to the corresponding page: "When the name of this eighty-seven immortal scroll is so big?" ”

Just now, the eyes of Jiang Shan that were like being struck by lightning, didn't there be grievances in them?

Seeing that the leader asked about this stubble, Jiang Shan immediately laughed:

"Let me tell you Lu Ju, the painting "Eighty-Seven Immortal Scrolls" is particularly meaningful to me.

Let me tell you, it was the one who led me into art. ”

"Oh?" Lu Xuzhang moved his chair outward: "Let's listen to it in detail?" ”

Seeing this, Jiang Shan also moved the bench a few inches closer to the other party:

"One day two years ago, I applied for a job as an illustrator at an art publishing house in Pujiang.

At that time, I was not the only comrade who participated in the interview.

Guess what happened to me in order to get the only admission spot? ”

Lu Xuzhang: "What's wrong?" ”

"I'll ......"

Jiang Shan was excited, and directly turned out the sketchbook in his backpack.

After a few strokes of the brush, an immortal in the scroll immediately appeared on the white paper.

Looking at the young man in front of him with a smooth pen, the smooth lines that are extremely comfortable.

Only then did Lu Xuzhang realize that Comrade Xiao Jiang, who seemed to be exquisite, was still an art student with solid skills.

"You see," Jiang Shan pointed to the Donghua Emperor in the sketchbook and said:

"The figure I am drawing now is one of the pictures on the Eighty-Seven Immortal Scrolls.

At the beginning, after finishing the theme of "Dream of Red Mansions" designated by the publishing house, I continued to draw a few immortals on "Eighty-Seven Immortal Scrolls".

As a result, the two leaders of the publishing house took a look at me and left me on the spot.

Three dollars a page of drawings, you didn't even see my mother so excited at that time! ”

Looking at the cheerful dancing of Jiang Shan's eyebrows, Lu Ju and Director Hou also laughed.

"I said how you heard it like you were stepping on your tail,"

Lu Xuzhang said with a smile: "It turned out that I met a benefactor." ”

"You're right,"

Jiang Shan truthfully said:

According to legend, the "Eighty-Seven Immortal Scrolls" was originally a mural design draft in the main hall of an ancient Taoist temple.

Later, when it came to Mr. Xu Beihong, this uninformed sketch was identified as a painting by Wu Daozi in the Tang Dynasty. ”

Lu Xuzhang: "Is this person famous?" ”

"I don't care if he's famous or not," Jiang Shan said:

"What I care about is the long years of intellectualism that have accompanied me.

Let me tell you this, it was because of it that I fell in love with the world of art......"

Although the era of practicing white drawing is different, "Eighty-Seven Immortal Scrolls" is really an unforgettable growth experience for Jiang Shan.

At this moment, Jiang Shan said a little highly, and Lu Xuzhang was also a little moved when he heard it.

Just as they looked at each other, the phone on the desk rang.

……

After a series of conversations between you and me, Jiang Shan will get on Rao Bin's special car again.

"Chief,"

Jiang Shan looked out the window at ZNH, which kept moving backwards: "Where are we going?" ”

Rao Bin, who was sitting next to him, smiled slightly: "You'll know in a while." ”

This morning, after seeing Lu Xuzhang and Jiangshan attending the signing ceremony of the Sixth Machinery Department, Rao Bin began to ponder "What is the world worth seeing in his own area"?

Don't think that only the tourist office has many ideas.

If you really want to talk about it, who can compare to the tricks of the mechanical department!

Sure enough, it didn't take a while.

When they wore hard hats and walked into the subway line 2 that was still under construction.

Jiang Shan's indescribable shocked expression made Rao Bin smile very satisfied.

"Xiao Jiang, have you ever taken the subway?"

Jiang Shan, who hadn't eased up yet, nodded: "But I haven't sat on this model." ”

"Then you can sit back today and feel the second phase of our capital's subway project in advance."

Rao Bin raised his steps behind his hands, and the project leaders on both sides immediately led the way.

The second phase of the Yanjing Metro, which started in 1971, took 10 years to be basically completed.

Due to the failure of some equipment quality, it was not until 1984 that it entered the trial operation stage.

Finally, after many tests, Yanjing City's Metro Line 2 finally passed the comprehensive acceptance of the state in December 1989.

In other words, at this time, Jiangshan took China's second line ten years ahead of others.

The second phase of the subway project has entered the stage of comprehensive renovation.

When everyone sat in the inspection car, the project leader who followed them would report to them from time to time on the progress of the current project.

Accompanied by the veteran of the mechanical department who is nearly seventy years old, he has been opening his eyes all the way to see everything fresh.

I didn't expect that the tourist route of this trip to Yanjing would be so spectacular.

Coincidentally, just as Rao Bin was leading Jiangshan to review the project on Line 2;

Huang Yongyu and Wang Shixiang, two landlords, are also leading Jiang He, Yu Sigui, Xiaoyu and Xiaobai to walk back and forth in the carriage of Metro Line 1.

At the same time, Jiang Zhuangzhuang and Ding Lingling, who had just derailed, led Gong Xue, Zhang Yu, Zhou Jie and Dong Zhizhi out of Yanjing Railway Station.

At this moment, comrades Zhang Lu and Zhu Shimao, who took the initiative to invite Ying to come to pick up the guests, were given a beautiful scenery line in the square in front of the station at a glance.

In the next second, under the backdrop of Comrade Zhang Lu waving vigorously on tiptoe, Comrade Zhu Shimao, who was holding his pocket sideways at 45 degrees, also unfolded a dazzling smile.

Wang Fulin, who was sitting in the car at this time, looked here and there, and finally realized the advertising lens described by Jiang Shan: the beauty that does not drop a frame!

(End of chapter)

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