Colorful Spirit Eyes

After looking at it for a long time with a magnifying glass, I finally figured out where to start.

It turns out that there are small gaps at the plugs at both ends of the moso bamboo. If you don't look carefully, you really can't tell. With this gap, you can conclude that it must have been repaired later.

Finding the secret to opening the door, Eucommia ulmoides put down the moso bamboo and ran quickly to the kitchen. He had heard Mr. Zheng talk about some glue injection techniques of people in the past. Most of them are made of glutinous rice mixed with special materials. It can be called a ten thousand year prison. Once it is filled with this kind of glue, it cannot be opened unless it is destroyed by brute force.

But these methods seem to be reliable, but there is a simplest way to break them. As the saying goes, one thing reduces another. This method of infusing glutinous rice is most afraid of vinegar. Not just any vinegar will do, but rice vinegar is a must. Eucommia ran into the kitchen and ran back with a bottle of vinegar. Use tweezers to dip a cotton ball in vinegar and start wiping it along the joints of the plug bit by bit.

There was no reaction at first, but soon after the rice vinegar gradually penetrated into the gap, Eucommia ulmoides clearly felt the baffle of the plug moving slightly, her eyes lit up, and she patiently increased the speed and intensity of application.

Not long after, there was a snapping sound, and the round baffle plug fell on the table. Eucommia ulmoides impatiently tilted the moso bamboo over and found that there was no movement. He looked inside the moso bamboo and couldn't help but grinned bitterly and muttered: No wonder there is no abnormal sound at all, it turned out to be so tightly blocked.

I saw that the moso bamboo tube was completely blocked by oil paper. I patiently stretched out my hand and carefully took out the fillings one by one. Finally, I tilted the moso bamboo again, and with a swipe, a paper roll wrapped tightly in oil paper fell down. out.

Jiang Sen and Liu Bo watched it from beginning to end and were amazed when they saw that there was something there. Du Zhong didn't have time to pay attention to the two of them. He picked up the oil paper roll and opened it gently. Inside was a neatly folded and simple piece of paper, which appeared in Du Zhong's hand.

The paper has a soft texture and is as smooth as silk when touched. It is extremely well preserved with no damage at all.

Carefully unfold it layer by layer. It is more than one meter long and sixty centimeters wide. Lay it flat on the table and take a closer look. A burst of greenery suddenly appeared in the eyes of the three people.

Ouch...it's so beautiful...Liu Bo couldn't help but sigh after looking at it.

Jiang Sen also nodded repeatedly, leaned over to look at it carefully and said: This painting... is a cucumber?

On the green screen, an old man in rich clothes was leaning forward, stretching out his hands to pick a plump cucumber. The cucumber was painted extremely vividly, and even the burrs on it were clearly visible. Not far behind the old man stood a horse that was grazing casually. The horse was maroon in color, with one hoof raised as if it was plowing.

This painting has no signature, only the word "Zhan Weng" is left at the signature, and then a small cross square seal is stamped on it. Eucommia ulmoides muttered: Zhan Weng... is a little confused. He has not dabbled in too many calligraphy and painting collections. He only knows about Ouyang Xiu, Wu Daozi, Zhang Daqian, Qi Baishi and the like. For He had never heard of this Zhan Weng.

He raised his head, blinked and looked at Liu Bo and asked: Do you know who this Zhan Weng is?

Liu Bo and Liu Bo shook their heads when they heard this. They were worse than Eucommia ulmoides. Culture is learned after joining the army. Although the academic qualifications are not low, they are all relatively professional. If you ask them who fought the most powerful wars in modern history, they will tell you immediately, but this kind of Wen Zou Zou thing...

Eucommia ulmoides spread her hands and shouted secretly: Yes, I am still not good at learning. He took out his cell phone and rolled his eyes to remember who he wanted to call. He found Hu Guohua's number and dialed it.

After recognizing his ancestor and returning to his clan, Hu Guohua also knew the identity of Eucommia ulmoides. The elders of the two families could be said to be brothers. He was very close to Eucommia ulmoides. After knowing the identity of the latter, he became even more friendly and would chat with him from time to time.

After receiving a call from Du Zhong, Hu Guohua seemed very happy and asked with a loud smile: Brother Du, does that fragrant wind blowing remind you that my brother is here? This is the first time you took the initiative to call me, brother.

After hearing this, Du Zhong thought about it and realized that it was true. He immediately apologized and said, "Oh, Brother Hu, it's really my fault. I wasn't afraid of disturbing your peace."

Hu Guohua rolled his eyes and said, "You kid, don't be so pretentious. I'll be back in Beijing tomorrow. How about that?" Sit together?

OK... Eucommia ulmoides heard the words and agreed, then changed the subject and said: Brother Hu, do you know who Zhan Weng is?

Hu Guohua on the other side of the phone has loved antique calligraphy and painting since he was a child. Since the old man in his family particularly likes calligraphy and painting by famous people, he would like to please the old man and go all over the world to pick up all kinds of famous calligraphy and painting. As he sees more, he naturally accumulates knowledge. The quantity is too much. After hearing the name Eucommia said, Hu Guohua opened his mouth and said without even typing, "I know, that's Zhan Ziqian's brand name."

As soon as Eucommia ulmoides heard the words "Zhan Ziqian", his body was shocked, his mouth opened wide and he stood there as if struck by lightning. Hu Guohua on the other side of the phone didn't know what Eucommia ulmoides looked like at this time, so he said casually: That's everyone in the painting world, how come you don't even know him? This skill is not solid enough and needs to be improved. Recently, I really want to buy a painting by Zhan Ziqian for our old man, but there is nothing I can do...

Hu Guohua talked endlessly on the other side of the phone, but Du Zhong didn't even hear a word. Staring straight at the painting on the desk, he gradually grinned.

Zhan Ziqian was from Bohai. According to "Records of Famous Paintings of the Past Dynasties", after experiencing the Northern Qi and Northern Zhou Dynasty, he was summoned by Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty to serve as the governor of the official account of the Chaosan Dynasty.

Although the Sui Dynasty (581~617 AD) in which Zhan Ziqian lived had experienced long-term wars and devastation in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, under the short-term unification in the early Sui Dynasty, the economy and culture could still be said to be thriving. Therefore, during the more than [-] years of Emperor Wen's reign in the Sui Dynasty, generally speaking, most people lived a peaceful and prosperous life, which played a certain role in promoting the development of art at that time. At the same time, in the early Sui Dynasty, painters scattered all over the country were recruited and given appropriate positions. Zhan Ziqian was summoned by Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty after the fall of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and came to Chang'an from the south of the Yangtze River.

When he first entered Chang'an, the capital, the famous painter Dong Boren was also summoned by Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty and came to Kyoto from Hebei. At that time, Dong Boren did not understand Zhan Ziqian's true achievements in art and had a contemptuous attitude towards him. But later, Dong Boren not only changed his view of Zhan Ziqian, but came to learn from Zhan Ziqian's strengths.

In the early Sui Dynasty, Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty vigorously promoted Buddhism. Therefore, although the Sui Dynasty only lasted for more than thirty years, Buddhist murals flourished considerably after the Southern and Northern Dynasties. Almost all large temples across the country are painted with murals. Therefore, famous painters traveled to various places to paint Buddhist murals for temples. According to the "History of Public and Private Paintings of Zhenguan" and "Records of Famous Paintings of the Past Dynasties", quite a few of Zhan Ziqian's murals were left to the Tang Dynasty. Zhan Ziqian painted the "Relics of the Eight Kings" at the east end of the West Chanyuan of Longxing Temple in Dongdu (Luoyang); he also painted murals in Guangming Temple, Lingbao Temple, Yunhua Temple and other places in Chang'an, and also came to Jiangdu ( He painted in Dong'an Temple in Yangzhou, and even went south to create murals in various places in western Zhejiang. Judging from the distribution areas of his murals, he traveled almost all over the country, which shows the popularity of murals at that time and also illustrates the scope of Zhan Ziqian's creative activities.

When it comes to Zhan Weng, I really don’t know Eucommia ulmoides. But if he directly said it was Zhan Ziqian, he immediately remembered who it was. Now the Forbidden City Museum hangs this master's work "Spring Outing". Looking at the painting in front of me, a wave of ecstasy suddenly filled my mind.

Hello...Hello...Hello, Eucommia ulmoides? You kid, talk. Hu Guohua babbled a lot, but couldn't get a response from Eucommia ulmoides for a long time. He couldn't help but wonder whether this kid fell asleep because of his own chanting, and then shouted into the microphone.

ah? Ahh... Hu Guohua's shout came to his ears, and Eucommia finally came back to his senses and quickly responded. Knowing that the painting he missed today was made by Zhan Ziqian, but he didn't know the name of the painting, he asked Hu Guohua: Brother Hu, do you know that there is an old man picking cucumbers in the field, who is Zhan Ziqian? That painting?

Bang... There was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground on the other side of the phone, followed by the sound of a bench being dragged. Du Zhong asked in confusion: Brother Hu, what are you doing?

Hu Guohua, who was on the other end of the phone for a long time, asked: Could it be that your kid missed something again?

Eucommia ulmoides' eyes rolled around, and he looked around and said: Well, Brother Hu, do you know? What was that sound just now?

Hu Guohua ignored Eucommia ulmoides's question and said directly: Boy, brother, I will return to Beijing right away. Please wait for me. We will see you soon. After saying that, he hung up immediately. Eucommia looked at the phone in his hand blankly, and then looked at the painting on the table. Grinning, he looked at Liu Bo and Jiang Sen and said helplessly: Do you know Zhan Ziqian?

What... The two of them were immediately petrified on the spot after hearing this...