Chapter 107
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A painting of a court lady was displayed in front of the crowd.
The brush and ink of the entire painting was condensed. The thickness of the lines changed greatly, and the ups and downs had a unique sense of rhythm.
The entire painting only used ink as the material. The outlines, pauses, and ups and downs of the brush and ink also became the rich changes in the details of the expression.
In the courtyard with the lake and stone, the court lady was beautiful. She held a fan in her hand and gazed into the distance. Her brows revealed a sorrowful and bleak expression.
Looking at the poem on the left side of the painting, the crowd felt their minds wander.
Autumn comes to hold the fan and close it. Why is the beauty so sad?
Please look carefully at the situation of the world. Who doesn't chase after the cold?
"This is actually Tang Bohu's painting of the autumn wind holding a fan! A few strange stones and a few green bamboos as embellishments. It actually shows the bleak autumn wind in the courtyard! "
"This kind of painting style that uses freehand brushwork as the main theme, not the form but the spirit. It's definitely Tang Bohu's authentic work!"
"This court lady is alive. The hidden bitterness in her eyes, the fresh and beautiful face, makes people feel tender affection for her!"
A trace of joy flashed through Ye Xuan's eyes as well. After carefully admiring the painting, he sighed with emotion. "Tang Bohu's entire life was astonishing, but his luck was bumpy. He was borrowing Ban Jieyu's fate to tell her that he was unable to display his ambitions and the pain of being set aside by the autumn wind. Even with a beauty as his companion, drinking to drown his sorrows, he can't get rid of this melancholy. "
His young and tender voice combined the painting with Tang Bohu's own experience and pointed out the profound meaning contained in the painting.
If there was someone who understood Tang Bohu the most among them, it would be this young Ye Xuan!
The shopkeepers' faces were a bit ugly. The bald shopkeeper looked at Ye Xuan and felt that this child was very interesting. He asked, "Let me ask you, do you know why Tang Bohu obtained Ban Jie Yu?"
Ye Xuan nodded, "Ban Jie Yu was originally Emperor Cheng of Han's favorite concubine. She was talented and beautiful, but she was harmed by Zhao Feiyan. She made the song of the round fan, saying that the autumn wind had arrived and the fan was useless. It was a metaphor for the tragic fact that she was old and abandoned. Among those who give up their benefactors, there is no need to express their gratitude. "
Everyone was shocked by Ye Xuan's erudition.
Knowing the story of Ban Jieyu's Autumn Fan Donation was one thing, but he could even recite the Round Fan Song.
One had to know that this was a poem used to describe the sorrowful feelings of a lady in her boudoir. Which adult would take the initiative to recite it?
This could only mean that Ye Xuan was well-read, had an excellent memory, and had used it appropriately.
This wasn't a big deal for a logical adult, but for an eight or nine-year-old child, it was hard to come by!
The bald shopkeeper clicked his tongue and stared at Zhao Yuan. "Grandmaster Zhao, where did you bring this child from? Not bad!"
Zhao Yuan's expression turned solemn, and he hurriedly corrected, "No, no, no! Little Friend Ye isn't inferior to me in the field of appraisal. I was also fortunate enough to meet him, so I specially brought him here to meet all of you and admire the quality goods together. "
Hearing Zhao Yuan's extremely high evaluation of Ye Xuan, everyone's faces were colorful and indescribably gaudy.
This was Zhao Yuan, after all. His ability to appreciate was obvious to all. Otherwise, those treasure appraisal programs wouldn't have specially scheduled and also had to wait for Zhao Yuan's schedule.
Such a figure actually praised a child so much?
There was only shock and disbelief in everyone's eyes.
Ye Xuan did not mind everyone's scrutinizing gazes in the slightest. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, "Gentlemen, to be able to appreciate a painting of the level of the Autumn Wind Holding a Fan painting once is already hard to come by. Don't waste the good time."
A simple sentence made everyone's gazes shift to Tang Bohu's painting once more.
Looking at this masterpiece of Tang Bohu's, the gazes of the few shopkeepers changed from the initial shock to a kind of greed.
Such a rare painting, if they could take it into their pockets and appraise it when they had nothing to do …
It was simply a happy immortal-like life!
Just thinking about it, the few shopkeepers felt their hearts soar along with it.
But very soon, their shining eyes started to be dyed with a hint of helplessness.
Tang Bohu's paintings had always been sought after by many collectors.
His Pine Cliff Villa painting scroll was even auctioned for a sky-high price of over 70 million!
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