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Chapter 343: Inheritance of the Master’s Way

"Oh, oh oh"

Lao Yang's mind was swaying when he heard this, and he tried his best to remember every word of Cao Xuan's words.

Yu Zhiding is the most impressive, painting the Buddha Ding Guanpeng and painting the number one scholar Tang Dai, who are slightly worse.

In terms of technique alone, Castiglione is not good enough.

He tried his best to carry these statements silently.

Writing is not the first, military is not the second.

Different from the good deeds of later generations who tend to judge only based on their reputation and market price, the top ten painters and top ten palace painters of the Qing Dynasty were selected and compiled. list and collection tips.

Talk about painting and Taoism.

Only stand at the highest point.

At least he has the same status as those famous painters, so he is qualified to comment.

This kind of green plum cooking wine, no matter how good or bad the world's famous calligraphers and painters are, can only be done by great scholars and great scholars. Often it can only be done by the master's direct disciples and people like him. Only those who have good luck can hear the secrets.

Because there is a suspicion of offending someone.

Even their autobiographies and documentaries will not mention such details.

What you learn is what you earn.

"Old man, you don't have to belittle yourself in this life. I'm not bad at the word "rules". When I was a child, I played boy kung fu. Now, after practicing it for ninety years, the iron tree should bloom. But because of this, I stick to the rules. In the law. When I put down my pen a few years ago, I am not sure whether I can escape from the cage."

Cao Xuan shook his head, "The authorities are confused, but the observer knows clearly. I’m afraid future generations will have to judge whether it’s good or bad.”

“Let’s see.”

Lao Yang is not being clever and trying to flatter others.

Although the old man claims to be a fan of the authorities, bystanders know clearly.

But Lao Yang would not think that he was qualified to be a bystander.

"Tell me, from the perspective of an outsider like you, who among my current disciples has the highest talent, will have the greatest achievements in the future, and is the most suitable to be my successor"

< p>Cao Xuan asked softly.

Old Yang stopped breathing for a moment, his eyes dim and unreadable.

Let me see

This is a question that can easily be answered incorrectly and placed in the wrong team.

Mr. Cao’s inscrutable thoughts, his disciples must also be crazy about wanting to know the answer.

In terms of honors and achievements, the eldest and the youngest, Lin Tao and Tang Ning, are evenly matched. The former is better because of his seniority, while the latter is better because of his worth.

However, in terms of financial resources, the other three of the four disciples could not compare with the fourth disciple Liu Ziming.

Among these people.

In fact, only the third senior sister Zhou Ming, who is second only to Lin Tao in age, is a bit indifferent and has almost jumped out of the fight.

Lao Yang was very curious about how much benefit he would get if he revealed today's conversation in the study and Mr. Cao's tone to Mr. Liu.

Lao Yang even wanted to ask how much the other party was willing to spend in order to put in a nice word for him on an occasion like this

One million and eight hundred thousand should be worth nothing. Be stingy.

Unfortunately, I can’t ask.

"It can't be Brother Gu, right?"

Lao Yang didn't know what kind of strange thoughts he had, but he accidentally said what sounded the most bizarre and incredible, Looking at the old man's appearance today, it seems that there is no such incredible answer. < /p>

Cao Xuan smiled.

The kind look on his face did not look like he regarded Gu Weijing as an outsider at all.

"Of course I excluded him from our discussion today, not because he does not have the qualifications, but because a painter under the age of twenty, viewed from the traditional concept of the Eastern painting profession, is like He is an immature baby with high plasticity and huge variables. If I died tomorrow, I would not trust a child to inherit all my painting legacy.”

< p>"It is not a good thing for me, Weijing, or the other children for a child to walk around in a busy city with a large amount of money. I will have to go and see about him for another five or six years before I can say anything about it."< /p>

Cao Xuan held a corner of the wisteria flower picture with his fingertips.

"Of course, I can't say it to death. Being able to paint such a painting today is like a carp jumping over the dragon's gate. Such a painting that makes me feel excited, he must be able to come up with three Come out. My position is for a child, who dares to be dissatisfied?" Cao Xuan added.

Lao Yang thought about it and said, "Then I ask myself, I think it should be Miss Tang Ning."

Cao Xuan did not object, nor did he nod immediately.

He slowly stretched out two fingers and said, "Twenty years."

"Twenty years"

"The young phoenix is ​​clearer than the old phoenix. If you want to take over my class, if you can't make Yu Zhiding, you have to be like Ding Guanpeng or Tang Dai." The old man said softly, "Xiao Ning has the highest talent. Normally speaking, it will take another twenty years to polish it. "The testimonials are well done."

"Ziming has the best family background, is rich in gold and jade, and lives in the world of mortals. He is very spiritual, his spirit is not low, and his talent is actually not bad, but because of this, he is missing something. It depends on concentration. Even at my age, whether you can achieve my painting skills depends on luck."

"Tang Ning and Zi Ming, one is weak in calmness and the other is weak in concentration."

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“Whoever among them can pierce through this layer of window paper with great perseverance is qualified to shoulder my burden.”

“As for the girl Zhou Ming, She is the daughter of my old friend. Her talent and family background are onlyModerate, but before Gu Weijing, among the few children, he made me feel the calmest. He worked hard and lived up to his expectations. It’s not like there’s really no chance of catching up from behind. ”

Cao Xuan did not mention his second apprentice Lin Tao.

If you can’t quit drinking and can’t steady your hands, it will be difficult for a painter in his sixties or seventies to climb higher in the future.

What do you think of this bald "child"?

"In short, they are waiting for me to make a decision, and I am also waiting for a few children, who are they? Can surprise me. "

"Surprise"

"A surprise like a picture of wisteria flowers. To summarize this painting again, the brushwork and scale in this painting are all average, but he painted with his heart, filled the ink with his heart, moved according to his heart, and followed his spirit. At this point, it seems a bit natural. ”

“The best thing about Gu Weijing’s paintings is here. ”

“Before this shining point, the deficiencies in other techniques were just small details. Zhu Jingxuan said in the Famous Paintings of the Tang Dynasty that the essence of the so-called exquisite paintings is the word "unconventional". This is not about technique, but about the painter's heart. Keep it up, my expectation for Xiao Ning is for her to become the next top scholar Tang Dai who has unparalleled skills and painted forty scenes of the Old Summer Palace. As for Gu Weijing, I hope that maybe he can go one step further"

"Become the next Yu Zhiding. "Lao Yang's interface is just right.

"No, it's better than that. It's to become the next Gu Weijing. "Cao Xuan smiled mysteriously.

"His painting is really great. I regret a little. I saw the photo first instead of the actual painting. "

After talking so much at noon, Mr. Cao seemed a little tired.

"Ask Mr. Gu to send the painting over quickly. My living room just needs a flower scroll for decoration. "

Cao Xuan waved his hand.

"That's great. "He stood up and sighed for the last time.

"The master teaches well and the students learn quickly, both are good. I think this is the inheritance of teachers. "Lao Yang put away the photos on the table, gave him a thumbs up, and said with a smile.

Cao Xuan had already stood up and was about to take a lunch break.

Hearing this The words suddenly made him look a little confused.

It sounded familiar.

Assistant Lao Yang just licked it casually, but it happened to penetrate into Cao Xuan's heart. < /p>

It seems that many years ago

It seems that in the Hushe Monthly, the art review magazine of the Republic of China founded by Mr. Zhou Zhaoxiang and Mr. Qi Baishi, there was a reporter’s article with a title that was roughly the same

It’s just that at that time, Cao Xuan was not a master who taught by words and deeds, but the student behind him who was praised as an art prodigy.

Cao Xuan imagined that his teacher would live to see him today. What would a work painted by a child like Gu Weijing say?

“It’s completely different., not particular. This painting is exquisite. ”

The image appeared in his mind of the old man who had a shaved head and wore a suit in the late Qing Dynasty. He was once pointed out as a fake foreign devil who was fake. In the Republic of China, he began to wear robes and mandarin jackets. The teacher will definitely pat the folding fan and say this.

In a daze, more than half a century has passed.

A new generation has passed. Old man.

Cao Xuan's eyes were red unconsciously.

The skin on his face was sagging. The tension of his eyelids was too low to hold back tears, and a tear slowly fell down from the corner of Cao Lao's eyes.

This scene happened to catch Lao Yang's eyes.

In an instant.

The assistant was shocked and stunned.

No matter what he had done just now. No matter how surprised he was, it was only because of Mr. Yu Cao's high evaluation of Gu Weijing.

Cao Xuan's own reaction was still within Lao Yang's expectations.

Even the old gentleman’s breathless exclamation reached Lao Yang’s ears.

He still had a sense of “I knew this painting was amazing when I saw it. No, even Mr. Cao. I have to take a few breaths, "Lao Yang, I'm so good" was a complicated and secret feeling.

But the scene now is no longer surprising, but frightening.

Why did the old man suddenly Crying

How could a master like Cao Xuan, who is like an immortal or a Buddha, be unable to hold back tears?

But it is just a calligraphy and painting by a junior.

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No matter how good the painting is, no matter how high the level is, no matter how high it is, why is it like this?

The little heart in Lao Yang’s chest kept beating. Jumping.

The poor assistant was completely shocked by Mr. Cao’s sudden reaction.

“Old man, what’s wrong with you, I’m just looking at a painting. , It won’t happen, it really won’t happen, are you feeling uncomfortable?”

Old Yang hurriedly handed over two tissues, his eyes fell on Mr. Cao’s face, and he did not dare to move for a moment. Open.

He has already started to look for the quick-acting heart-saving pills he carries with him.

The old man doesn’t seem to be in any mood. When he got too excited, he immediately called an ambulance.

“No, in the dark sandalwood box on the upper shelf of my bookshelf, there is an old record from EMI in 1935. Recorded traditional Peking Opera arias, front and back versions. "

Lao Cao was still sitting at the table, dazed.

He did not take the tissue handed over by Lao Yang, but whispered, "Go and put it out." , put side A, be careful. ”

“Old man, we’ll talk about other things later. Otherwise, I’ll call the family doctor first.” Lao Yang looked atSeeing that Mr. Cao was in a different state, he felt a little worried and suggested.

"I'm fine, go get it."

Cao Xuan's voice was very soft, but his tone was unquestionable.

"Okay."

The assistant couldn't resist the old man's temper, so he had to run over and open the cabinet door of the study room.

The old man’s study has an old-fashioned record player for decoration and listening purposes, as well as a large collection of various records.

From Sony's Gold Collector's Edition of Haydn's Clock Symphony to American film soundtrack master Henry Mancini's classic record dearheart, there are also some rock and English ballads from the 1960s and 1970s.

It’s strange.

In Lao Yang’s impression, unlike many people of his generation, Mr. Cao Xuan was not a person who was very keen on traditional Eastern Xia opera.

Occasionally I bump into an old gentleman listening to records, mostly English songs. On the contrary, his second apprentice, Professor Lin Tao, always likes to hum a few arias from Shajiabang or Wujiapo.

I think that the old man later had a long experience of studying in the West.

Lao Yang thought Cao Xuan’s music taste was more Westernized.

At this time, he suddenly wanted to listen to some old Peking Opera records

The assistant was confused, and the movements of his hands were not slow at all.

There is a small dark wooden box on the top shelf of the bookcase. The box is spotless, and there is a small delicate brass lock hanging on it.

The lock body is only about the size of a thumb and looks old. However, it is not locked and seems to be taken out by the owner frequently.

Lao Yang took off the box and opened it carefully.

There is an old-fashioned Peking opera vinyl record inside, with the ei EMI trademark printed on it, as well as Yang Xiaolou and Mei Lanfang’s new version of the old play Farewell My Concubine. The British business Oriental EMI record company is Cover title for your radio.

"Farewell My Concubine, this is a famous play. This is the original record from 1935. You played it really authentically." Lao Yang praised it habitually.

Old Peking Opera records are treasures among fans.

If anyone has the first drama record of Eastern Xia Dynasty, the 1908 version of Tan Xinpei's The Selling Horse, he can exchange it for a house at the auction.

By 1935, records were no longer a rare thing in Beijing, Shanghai and other places, but a famous drama like Farewell My Concubine is still very collectible.

"This"

Old Yang carefully put the record, which was two years older than him, into the gramophone, and then he was startled again.

This box that Cao Xuan carefully collected and carried with him was not just one record.

After he took away the record.

A page of extremely exposed black and white photos that was sandwiched in the box fell out. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft

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