The old man moved away, still with a sideways face, and pointed behind him with a crutch:

"Please."

Although He Ying was a newcomer, he still did not show the slightest cowardice, and told what he thought:

This gallery of ink landscape, by the senior painter of the painting Mr. Feng Qingsheng painted, Mr. Feng has twice participated in the corridor painting project, his work is the traditional ink landscape, is the ink color technique, a technique to express the theme of the landscape. Among the many landscape paintings in the Summer Palace, many of them are from the hands of Feng Lao, and the one in front of you can be said to be a fine product. Let's talk about the drawing process."

As she spoke, she slowly approached, and after a long time of careful examination through the mottled and cracked paint, she could vaguely distinguish some familiar techniques:

"It should be the use of dry and wet, shade, scorched ink, with the technique of scorching, outlining and blending, to express landscapes, stones, trees and flowers and plants, and then slightly apply light color, once lived. This is the most basic technique of falling ink landscape, but the difficulty lies in the fact that it is not painted on rice paper, but directly on the ground. The smooth floor does not have the ability to blend rice paper, so this effect that resembles painting on rice paper can only be presented by the hand of the painter who controls the intensity of the ink. ”

After He Ying finished speaking, he looked back at the old man again: "Therefore, the ink and color matching can be said to be the most advanced painting technique in Soviet-style color painting." What the younger generation said, is there something wrong? ”

"Huh? Do you still know how to match ink? The old man pouted, "It will be difficult for you to dismantle the stacks and retreat, and do the work of dyeing and cutting." Then you can tell me, which of the colorful paintings in this thousand-column colonnade are written with part-time belts? Which ones are used to use a hard plaster? ”

The old man asked questions one after another, and although He Ying was puzzled, he didn't dare to be contemptuous, so he had to answer them one by one.

"Part-time work with writing is a form of painting that combines fine brushwork and freehand, mainly used for the theme of flowers, birds, fish and insects, such as Zhang Xiling's Pond Cordyceps and Song Zhengang's Pond Goldfish, which is this technique."

"As for the hard plastering, it is a technique that directly paints the color first, and then sketches according to the actual sketching effect." After she finished speaking, she looked up again to look for examples, but she didn't remember which of Shizhang Pavilion's paintings was this technique, "I remember that most of the burden flowers that use this technique are concentrated in Yuzao Xuan and Shizhang Pavilion, it's just me."

"Didn't find it?" The old man asked arrogantly.

"yes, I didn't find it." He Ying told the truth.

"Hard plastering is the main painting technique of flower themes in the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty!" The old man snorted coldly, "The flowers and birds of the West Palace Gate and the smallpox of the "Yutang Fugui" are the most original examples of hard plastering!" Since you're learning this, how can you not know this? ”

"You're right, I wrote it down, I'll see it with my own eyes." After He Ying finished speaking, he quickly recorded it in his notebook.

Although she didn't understand why the old man wanted to make things difficult for herself like this, she couldn't deny that this old man who looked so ordinary was making things difficult for herself on the surface, but in fact it was giving her something that non-masters couldn't give.

She still has this comprehension ability.

Therefore, in the face of the next question from the old man, He Ying still tried his best to answer.

When she was a child, her grandfather asked her to memorize the ancient architectural official-style Su painting color formula, which played a role at this time.

"Green on the top and green on the bottom, hard green and soft green, red and green belly, green and fragrant, green and purple" When He Ying recited these mantras, he suddenly felt that such a picture seemed familiar.

Under the same corridor, the same grandparents and grandchildren, and even the topic is exactly the same.

The only thing is different.

After she recited the mantra, even if she picked out the mistakes, she would smile and say, "Although Yingying has made a few mistakes, it is still a great improvement compared to last time." ”

But this old man, after reciting the formula accurately, snorted coldly with two fingers: "Although the formula is word-for-word, you have two mistakes, and you don't know it!" ”

He Ying was puzzled: "Two mistakes? ”

"Come on, you replace your eyes with your ears!" The old man's voice was like a bell, "You just recite other people's things according to the script, but you don't open your eyes to look at the example, this is not the attitude that Gu Jianren should have!" ”

"But aren't all examples drawn according to the principle of mantras?" He Ying, who attaches the most importance to the form, does not feel that he is wrong.

"You didn't even investigate, how can you be so sure?"

The old man still had a sideways face, and was finally willing to say a few more words:

"To say that the 1979 corridor paintings, the ornamentation is based on the 1959 color and see the new, so the hoop head color of the two periods is no different. However, judging from the historical photos, the hoop head of the first corridor on both sides of Paiyun Gate was colored in the Guangxu period, but it was green in the east and green in the west during the Republic of China. In 1959, in order to make the color of the corridor and the Paiyun Gate harmonious and symmetrical, they were changed to green on the top and green on the bottom, which was completely opposite to the Guangxu period. Can you say that this is a matter of following principles? ”

"I can't." He Ying didn't know that there was such a history, but she didn't agree with it in her heart, "But I don't understand, since the history is the principle of green and green, why did it change later?" ”

"Why did you change it?"

When the old man heard this word, he seemed to smile:

"That's your second mistake, keep the rules. You have to know, change, also called change! There is a change in thinking, change is a pass, and a pass is reached! If it remains unchanged, then aren't all ancient Chinese buildings all dry buildings? Where else did the cornices come from? Pavilions? If it doesn't involve restoration and history, and only talks about development, then reform is definitely not a bad thing. This color painting is the same, if you young people can't keep pace with the times, can't give new uses and meanings to the color paintings that are enjoyed by the feudal royal family, then this official color painting skill can only be an ornament! Young people don't understand, so how can they pass it on? How to carry it forward? ”

The old man's words were deafening.

More and more tourists, attracted by his voice, took out their mobile phones, took pictures of the ink landscape in the corner, and silently turned away to enjoy the paintings.

Although the old man is full of silver hair and shriveled skin, his figure standing in front of the ink landscape is quite straight. Like the surrounding columns, even if the paint is mottled and the wood grain is cracked, it still supports the beams and arches, telling the past of ancient buildings for the world and making the world dream of the future of ancient buildings.

He Ying never thought that he would become a person who changed some kind of history.

What's more, her eyes, I don't know when I can't distinguish between red and green because of color blindness, she wants to say conclusively that she can.

But he was still deflated and said:

"I will do my best, but judging from the current situation, it is not easy to change."

"Then the Forbidden City repairs cultural relics, and they have to work against time! It's easy for them? When the old man heard He Ying say this, he was not happy, "You are all going against the trend!" Naturally, it is not smoother than others! There are many headwinds in the future, and if you don't even have this bit of courage, then it's better to change careers as soon as possible. ”

The old man put his crutches on the ground as he spoke, but before He Ying could reply, he said "oh" as if he suddenly remembered something, and said:

"I heard you say that when you were painting red on the top two-thirds of the rafter and green on the bottom third, you paused for two seconds, and after you finished speaking, you seemed to have a weak heart, and it was not neat and crisp at all than the rest of your time. I concluded that you don't have a strong sense of color. ”

"How do you know?"

He Ying was shocked, she thought that she had covered up the sudden onset of red-green blindness well, but she didn't want to let the old man find the flaw.

But listening to the old man's answer, his tone softened a lot: "Bad eyes are not a bad thing, you can feel the charm of these colorful paintings with your heart, even if there is no color." ”

The old man said, raised his hand and patted his chest:

"You must know that the colorful is not in the eyes, but the carved beams and paintings are in the heart."

"Yes, I see, thank you for your advice."

After hearing this, He Ying's eyes shone for the first time. It's as if a wandering soul who has been half-asleep and half-awake for eleven years has finally been woken up at this moment.

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone and wanted to ask if she could leave her grandfather's contact information so that she could ask for advice later.

I heard a young girl exclaiming, "Mom! Look at that, isn't it my grandfather? ”

"Oops, Dad! How did you get here? ”

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged lady jumped up the steps from behind He Ying and Gu Zhaodi. When she saw that the two young men who looked like students had been chatting with their father, she knew that the old man must have pulled others to say something, so she apologized embarrassedly:

"I'm so sorry! My dad had cataracts in his eyes, and today I was supposed to take him to the doctor, but he went to the Summer Palace when he left the house, and we couldn't resist him, so he followed. We just went to the bathroom, and we couldn't find him when we came out again! ”

"Humph! I'm such a big man! It's just coming here to go around, and it's not much! You guys are! ”

Listening to his daughter's accusations against these two students, the old man was very dissatisfied, and used his crutch to block his granddaughter's hand and was about to leave. But when he was going down the steps, he stumbled and almost fell.

The four of them hurriedly wanted to help, but he refused:

"Forty years ago, I did all the paint for this thousand-colonnade! Even though I'm blind, I know how to walk, and I don't need your help! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! You don't need me to help you walk, so you have to treat your eyes, right? The middle-aged lady still followed and supported the old man on the right.

"If you don't cure it, you can't spend that unjust money!"

"Grandpa, I get married at the end of the year, don't you want to see me get married?" After the young girl finished speaking, she also took the old man's left arm and told him what she had seen and heard in the Summer Palace, "Moreover, the lotus flowers in the Summer Palace are now budding and ready to be released, and there is a row of red lanterns hanging on the thousand-column colonnade, which is lit up at night, and the colorful paintings on both sides are like dreams, don't you want to see it?" ”

"Those lotuses, lanterns, and paintings, I know what they look like with my eyes closed, and I won't look at them if I don't look at them."

"Grandpa!" The girl was a little annoyed.

The old man immediately changed his tone: "But my granddaughter is married, then I have to watch it!" ”

"Hahaha, that's right."

Looking at the back of the family in the distance, He Ying's eyes moistened unconsciously.

She couldn't imagine how an old man with almost no vision could cross the traffic and pass through many levels, relying on the memories of forty years ago, to accurately come to the thousand-column colonnade, find the place where he had worked hard, and remember every building and every painting here. Although these paintings are not from him.

If it weren't for the love carved into his bones, it would be this route, and he walked it countless times.

So.

Forty years ago, as a foreign-aided painter, is He Qingshan, like him, although he is unknown, he regards this experience as the highest honor in his life?

In their spare time, do they also go to watch the masters paint and keep their techniques in mind?

When you put pen to paper, will you also beat the drum in your heart and conceive a flower and leaf a hundred times?

From ancient times to the present, how many unknown craftsmen have silently dedicated their lives to ancient buildings? How many famous masters and craftsmen have selflessly passed on their skills from generation to generation?

He Ying didn't know these answers.

But she now knows that the more she goes against the trend, the more she must have the courage to be lonely and brave, and the persistence to go all the way to the black.

What's more, now she is no longer alone.

His thoughts stopped here, and He Ying's stomach suddenly "growled" a few times.

Although I have a heavy responsibility, how can I work when I am hungry?

She saw Gu Zhaodi hang up the phone call urged by Lou Xinyue again, so she packed up her notebook and said, "Let's go!" Let's go eat! ”

"Okay." Gu Zhaodi nodded, just turned around, and pointed to the old man behind him and asked, "Don't you have to leave your contact information?" Maybe I'll have to ask this old man in the future. ”

He Ying followed the direction of her finger and saw that although the old man had family support, he was still faltering because of eye problems. The elderly have worked hard all their lives, and the next most important thing is to treat their eyes, share the joy of family with their families, and don't disturb themselves.

"Nope." She shook her head, and walked away with her head held high.

Gu Zhaodi was stunned for a few seconds.

Thinking of her grandfather, who taught her the craft of woodworking, had said the same thing when she was a child, she unconsciously felt a sour feeling in her heart.

My grandfather is a master of the Ming furniture factory, and every time he beats furniture, he will always tease Xiao Zhaodi: "When will my grandfather see Didi get married?" ”

But Xiao Zhaodi will always snort coldly: "Didi doesn't marry, Didi wants to be like a boy!" ”

"How can you do it without getting married? Every girl has to get married and be a beautiful bride. Seeing that she was unhappy, my grandfather still smiled and coaxed, "We are so beautiful, and we are the most beautiful bride when we grow up, and when the time comes, grandpa will give you a set of furniture and make you a dowry!" ”

"I don't want it, I don't want it!" Every time she heard this, Xiao Zhaodi would run away angrily, and she couldn't even coax her grandfather to wrap the best buns for her.

But later, the dowry was not finished, and my grandfather was gone.

Xiao Zhaodi has grown up, although she still doesn't want to get married, she wants to say to her grandfather, "Okay, I'll use my grandfather's furniture as a dowry". Even if it is deception, it can make the only person who loves her smile more.

It was only after she understood this truth that she realized that the person was no longer there.

Lou Xinyue's urging phone rang again, and Gu Zhaodi came back to her senses, only to find that there was a coldness in the corner of her eyes.

She still answered the phone in a flat tone, and then quickly caught up with He Ying and walked towards Jilan Pavilion.