Chapter 340: Taidou Salon
After reading the wanted notice, Du Yuan was a little embarrassed, "This photo ...... Indeed it is me and my friend. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ info "He didn't cover up in front of Old Man Miyazaki.
"Oh, did you set that fire? It's a beautiful building, what a shame it burned......" Miyazaki examined his expression from behind his glasses.
"That fire was actually used to burn me -- that's a bit complicated to say. Du Yuan pulled out the Immortal Sword that had been hidden from behind him. "This knife is a relic of the Celestial Empire, and it originally belonged to one of the seven treasures in one of my magic weapons. I don't know why I ended up in the Kyoto Imperial Palace, and I came here to get it back. β
Miyazaki looked at him for three or four seconds, and finally nodded, "I believe in you." I recognize this knife, and the shape is indeed very different from the Fuso knife. If it is the sword of the Celestial Empire, everything is clear. Who can clearly say these historical entanglements? No matter who has the weapon, it is good that it can defend itself, and we must never blindly act as a murderer. β
Unexpectedly, the old man of Fusang said such tolerant words, Du Yuan was speechless for a while, and his heart was both admiration and gratitude.
Toshi Miyazaki casually took down a stack of manuscripts from the wooden shelf next to him and spread them out for display, "Now, look at these mecha tanks, multi-tower artillery trucks, and strange flying machines, they are all imagined by me. They're also weapons, but they have the effect of making the audience sick of war......
"I understand. Du Yuan nodded again and again, "I have a collection of all your works, although they are all pirated." The language of your lens is rustic, but the message is highly unified and unmistakable. It can be seen that you want to prescribe a good solution to the world through your works, and if mankind wants to get out of the vicious circle of predicament, peace is the premise and foundation, and environmental protection is the ultimate solution. β
A flash of brilliance crossed Miyazaki's eyes, and he took off his glasses and folded them into the chest pocket of his shirt, "Thank you." Let me confirm that my work is not in vain. If everybody just watched the excitement from the cartoon, then I would cry. β
Du Yuan scratched his head embarrassedly, and suddenly pointed to the chinchilla on the desk, "Is this little guy the prototype of 'My Neighbor Totoro'?" I watched that film five times, and I was very happy, and of course there were tears. β
The old man nodded, "Yes, it inspired me. You just mentioned the essence of creation -- there is no better literary and artistic work in the world than "comedy that makes people cry" and "tragedy that makes people laugh". β
β...... Yes," Du Yuanshen thought, "It's a pity that many people can't understand this, or blindly seek joy and make noise, or deliberately sensationalize to earn cheap tears, all of which are too much." It's just that in a limited time, he manipulated the audience's emotions like a charlatan, and was complacent about it. But when people turn around, they completely forget about this garbage, and occasionally remember, they only scoff at it. β
The two chatted closely, and Miyazaki shook the hand of this year-forgotten bosom friend solemnly, grabbed it and said, "Come, I'll take you to meet a few people." β
The two of them went downstairs and out the back door one after the other, and came to the small backyard. It is completely covered by a glass greenhouse, which lets in only sunlight, creating a natural greenhouse. Rattan plants that grow out of season crawl all over the glass ceiling, and the leaves sow a little greenery.
There is a small pavilion in the middle of the courtyard, covered with tatami mats, and a warm table is placed in the middle, and the two are silently tasting tea.
Du Yuan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that there were other people in this house. Miyazaki beckoned him to sit down, and the four of them just shared a table.
"This little friend is a visitor from the Celestial Empire, and although he is young, he has a lot of insight into art. The old man set the rank in one sentence.
The two men were also old men, but their clothes were very different.
One was dressed in a casual suit, with patches on his elbows, and the most distinctive feature was a black beret on his head, which was very playful with Katsuyuki's white hair. He smiled and wiped his black square glasses, "It must be good to be praised by Miyazaki-kun! This guy is the least able to tell lies, and he often offends people...... Those right-wing hawks who are in charge of the main battle threaten to come and smash his Studio Ghibli all day long. I'm lucky to have survived until now. β
This old man has no beard, and he was born with a big eye-catching nose, which makes Du Yuan a little familiar - he is trying to remember, where has he seen this person?
Miyazaki smiled widely, "Evil is invincible, it has been like this since ancient times, Brother Tezuka is too worried." β
"Ah, that's right, you're that ......" Du Yuan suddenly connected a string, "Tezuka Sasashi is right! The White Lion of the Forest Emperor and the Astro Boy are all my precious enlightenment memories!"
These words blurted out, without honorifics, and the big-nosed old man didn't think he was angry, and replied in his tone, "Ah, yes, I'm that one...... Ah, noβisn't that useless old fellow dead a long time ago?"
Hahaha, Du Yuan's face was so excited that his face was oily, and he rubbed his hands and said, "You are so naughty! I know that this kind of human essence will not die easily, tell me quickly, where have you been hiding for more than 20 years? Are there any new works coming out?"
He came to such a firm conclusion that others were taken aback. Tezuka Satoshi looked at Du Yuan, and then at Miyazaki Jun, "Did you tell him all the secrets?"
"Absolutely not. Old man Miyazaki obviously has a lot of respect for the mound, and waved his hand again and again to deny it.
The other person, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, "This situation is a bit presumptuous. Miyazaki, aren't you afraid that this son will turn his head and preach to the outside world?I'm afraid that everyone will get into trouble from now on......" The old man was dressed in a silk kimono, and his demeanor was graceful and dignified.
As if only then did Miyazaki realize the seriousness, he thought carefully and replied, "Although I am not good at words, I am very accurate in observing people. This young man is honest and not a villain. Besides, he's not an ordinary person, if I'm not mistaken, he's a Celestial Empire cultivator......"
As he spoke, he pointed to the Immortal Sword in Du Yuan's hand, "Teacher Gechuan, don't you think this sword is very familiar?"
After his reminder, the old man turned his gaze over and couldn't help but tremble. "Spread the kingdom of heaven...... Isn't this sword a sacred relic of the Eastern Emperor? How could it appear here!"
He didn't care about it, snatched it from Du Yuan's hand, pulled out half of the blade and looked at it carefully, "That's right, that's it." I've painted it myself!"
Du Yuan looked at Miyazaki Jun, wondering whether to snatch the Immortal Sword back.
Miyazaki saw what he meant and comforted, "It's okay to let him see." This Utagawa-sensei is also my predecessor with Brother Tezuka. His name is Utagawa Kuniyoshi, and he is a good ukiyo-e. β
Du Yuan was suddenly in awe, "It turns out that he is also a master! Teacher Gechuan's paintings are also highly regarded in the Celestial Empire -- especially the book 'One Hundred and Eight Heroes of the Popular Water Margin', which has been widely circulated. I prefer the picture of 'Loyal Ministers Hiding Eleven Sections of Eyes at Night'. The majesty of its imagination, breaking through the confines of the times, combining fantasy and reality so perfectly, and quite decorative, is really rare in a century!"
These words were unpretentious, so that Gechuan Guofang couldn't help but put down the knife and glared at Du Yuan, "Ah Yuyou, this young man is really amazing! Quite discerning! Tell me quickly, how do the people of the Celestial Empire evaluate the contemptible? Don't care about the negative, pick up the positive first-"
"Edo ghosts. Du Yuan made up four words, solemnly threw them out, and was afraid that it would not be enough, so he attached a sentence, "Unification of Gechuan." β
The last four words deeply touched Utagawa Kuniyoshi, and he asked excitedly, "Really? Is that really the evaluation? I have surpassed the achievements of all the painters of the Utagawa family? Wahahaha, Utagawa Kunimasa, Utagawa Hiroshige...... Listen, from the teacher down, I am the only one, and none of you want to compete with me for the first place!"
Du Yuan casually had a series of sycophants in his hand, which boiled the blood of the great painter of Edo, he got up and danced like a puppet, and sang with himself.
Tezuka Osashi hurriedly protected the tabletop tea bowl, for fear that this old brother would overturn. While holding it, he asked Du Yuan, "Don't you feel strange? If you want to say that I am alive, it can also be interpreted as a fraud to death." If the old monster of the Edo period is still alive, no one would believe it-"
These art world leaders in front of him are all people that Du Yuan has admired since he was a child, and he no longer hides it, and said calmly, "I can understand." Because I have been to the underworld and know the relationship between the soul and the body. I have also traveled through several different dynasties by chance, and I know that characters from different time and space can intersect. I myself am also an ordinary art worker, a small craftsman, and I have only recently entered the realm of cultivation, and it is a great honor to meet you today--you can rest assured, I am too late to be happy, and I will never go out and talk nonsense. β
These words are rich in meaning, so that Utagawa Kuniyoshi, who was singing and dancing, also stopped. The three old men stared at the young man of the Celestial Empire, as if they were looking at a fresh monster.
After a long time, the old man Tezuka sighed, "The fate is wonderful, the four of us have spanned three generations, maybe it is the suffering of God who cares for the sea of art and sends an afterlife to inherit our mantle?"
"Yes. It must be so!" Utagawa is very sure, "Art is too personal, and there is often a lack of generations. God must have thought it was a waste, so he sent this boy to us......"
"Don't take me with you," said Miyazaki, waving his hand, "I'm still young, and I haven't hung up yet." There is no need for heirs for the time being. β
Yes, there is nothing wrong with that, he is indeed the youngest of these old men, and he is the only living person with a household registration.
Du Yuanqi said, "How did you get together? Is this secret salon one of the high-end clubs in the art world? Are there any other members?"
As soon as this question came out, the scene suddenly cooled down.
The three old men sat down again, their faces sad, as if they were full of things that they couldn't tell.
"Yo, I'm sorry, I'll just ask. Teachers don't have to answer...... "Du Yuan realized that he might be abrupt.
"No, it's not your problem. You don't need to apologize. Tezuka was the first to speak, "This is a complicated story, and because of me, everyone doesn't know where to start." Come, have a cup of tea first, and I'll talk to you slowly......"