2 Strange Battlefield Chapter 92 Fishing alone in the cold river and snow
"Lao Wang, I recently got a painting, and I want to ask you to palm your eyes. After taking a seat, Lin Xiuwenkai said.
"Oh, a painting?" Wang Anguo heard this, his eyes flashed with surprise, and turned into a touch of eagerness.
"Have you brought it?"
Wang Anguo knows Lin Xiuwen's level of appreciation, and his vision is far higher than his own. If it were an ordinary painting, he would not have allowed himself to appreciate it. It can be inferred from this that the paintings that can make him so solemn must be the best.
"Lao Wang, wait a minute, let me go and come. While speaking, Lin Xiuwen walked out of Wang Anguo's study by himself.
Wang Hua was already waiting at the door of the study. Wherever they are, the study and office are a man's place of privacy. If you don't have a very good relationship or a very close person, the host will often not let the other person in. As for the subordinates, the slaves who dared to challenge the authority of the master's family were often beaten to death with sticks. If you go to the government because of this, the government will not pursue it.
took the wooden box from Wang Hua's hand, instructed him to go to the palace to write and eat, and turned around and entered Wang Anguo's study.
As soon as he entered, Wang Anguo impatiently "snatched" the wooden box from Lin Xiuwen's hands. Taking a scroll from it, he placed it on the desk and carefully pushed the scroll to unfold it slowly.
Lin Xiuwen couldn't help but sigh in admiration in his heart.
Wang Anguo had already seen the true face of the painting at this time. In the painting, it is raining and snowing, and an old man is wearing a coat and a hat, sitting alone on a small boat, fishing on the river, and there is a stove burning charcoal and hot wine......
"Wonderful...... Wonderful...... Wonderful!"
Looking at this painting, Wang Anguo seems to be the old man who drank a little wine in the winter and fished alone on the river.
It seemed that this painting had stirred his mind, and he was speechless for a long time. He seemed to think of the pleasure of being away from officialdom and living in seclusion in the idyllic mountains and forests. It seems to think of the unwillingness, helplessness and desolation in my heart when I left the officialdom......
This thought is inexplicably complicated, and it is exactly the same as in this painting.
The old man in this painting, do you say he is not happy? He is a light boat into the Bijiang River, charcoal warm wine and fishing, isn't he chic? Isn't he happy?
But what you say about this old man is happy, but it's not. In the winter, he can only fish for fun, ambitious, full of enthusiasm is not cold, he can't serve his family and country, and he can't settle the people, how can he be happy?
Contradiction. Yes, it's a contradiction.
Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, and life in the world is hovering between gains and losses.
If a person drinks water, he knows whether he is warm or cold.
Lin Xiuwen sat quietly on the side and didn't disturb him.
For a long time, Wang Anguo sighed.
"This painting is beautiful, natural, and far-reaching, and it is a rare masterpiece. While speaking, he was reluctant to close the painting, put it in the box, and gently placed it in front of Lin Xiuwen.
"Lao Wang, this painting is for you. Lin Xiuwen chuckled lightly and pushed the wooden box down in front of him again.
"Huh?"
Wang Anguo was a little surprised, and shook his head after a moment.
"A gentleman doesn't take the favor of others!"
"BMW gives heroes, swords give heroes. Needless to say, if you don't want it, you just can't look at it, I think the level of this painting is too poor, and I will burn it with a fire when I leave your house......" It's just a painting, Lin Xiuwen doesn't care. He was not a collector, well, although he had many treasures, but it seemed to him that a good painting, only in the hands of a good painter, would not be ruined.
In this way, the old decay was cheeky and took it. Seeing Lin Xiuwen say this, Wang Anguo accepted the painting.
When refusing, the words are righteous, and there is no hypocrisy. When he accepted it, he was also generous, he was a person who loved painting, and he was not pretentious at all.
"It's a great painting, but I always feel like there's something missing. Wang Anguo unfolded the scroll again, frowning.
"You mean words?" Lin Xiuwen raised his eyebrows.
"Yes!" Wang Anguo slapped the table excitedly. "There is too much blank space in this painting, and if you fill in a poem that is appropriate for the situation, it will be even more wonderful, and it will be wonderful. As he spoke, he looked at Lin Xiuwen.
"Lao Wang, what are you staring at me?"
"Lin boy, since you have given me all the paintings, you will not be stingy with a poem. "Lin Xiuwen is a cultivator, and his handwriting naturally has a unique charm, and it is an extremely superior calligraphy. Wang Anguo once saw his words and was shocked.
"It's good!"
"Okay, okay, okay! I'll work on it for you. Wang Anguo was overjoyed, and took the initiative to start studying ink for Lin Xiuwen as he spoke.
"Alright!" There was already ink in the study, and it only needed a little grinding to use it.
After thinking about it, Lin Xiuwen wrote down the word "Jiang Xue".
Then he started two lines and wrote, "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away from thousands of paths, people disappear, lonely boats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow." ”
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!" Wang Anguo was overjoyed, dancing like a child......
At noon, Lin Xiuwen had dinner in Wang Anguo.
"Lao Wang, your family has a new cook. Lin Xiuwen also ate a lot of food at the Wang family, but he felt that today's food was much more delicious than in the past.
"Oh, no. Presumably my wife heard that you were here and cooked for herself. Wang Anguo shook his head and denied Lin Xiuwen's statement.
"If you don't believe me, I'll ask you in front of you. While speaking, Wang Anguo stopped the maid who served the food and asked, "Xiaocui, is this table today a personal chef?"
The maid named Xiaocui bent down and said softly: "Back to the master, it's the old lady and the young lady." ”
"Oh, still the girl is there, okay, you go down. Turning his head and giving Lin Xiuwen a look, look, I didn't lie to you.
Lin Xiuwen chuckled, with a look of surprise on his face. "No wonder I see that there are many more maids and servants in your house. ”
"Alas," Wang Anguo sighed, as if he had some hidden intentions, "they are all servants by my wife and my granddaughter's side." ”
Lin Xiuwen nodded. The other party is obviously worried, and this topic cannot be continued. After taking another bite of the dish, Lin Xiuwen tasted it carefully and exclaimed: "Mrs. Zun and Miss Sun's cooking skills are extraordinary, and this dish is very much to my liking." ”
Hearing Lin Xiuwen praise his wife and granddaughter's cooking skills, Wang Anguo laughed, his face full of pride. "That is, you kid has a good mouth today. Come on, come on, this squirrel mandarin fish is my granddaughter's specialty, you don't miss the delicacy if you taste it carefully...... There is also this Wensi tofu, which is the old man's favorite dish...... Come, come, toast......"
"Full on full ......"
"Drink this cup to the fullest"
"You and I drink together. ”
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On the banquet, the two of them raised the lamp, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.
At the end of the banquet, Lin Xiuwen was drunk and hazy, and said to Wang Anguo: "Mrs. Zun and Miss Sun's cooking skills are amazing, but the wine and food in my Lin Mansion are not bad. On the sixth day of the seventh month, I set up a banquet at home to celebrate the housewarming. At that time, I hope that Lao Wang, your whole family will come to the house, and my whole house will be swept to welcome you. ”
Wang Anguo also looked drunk at this time, but he just responded: It's easy to say!
"So, let's take my leave!"
"Walk slowly, be careful on the road!"
Wang Hua cleverly put Lin Xiuwen into the carriage, and the horseman whipped the horse, and the carriage set off dust all the way.