into the bosom

Chapter 62

In the yard where the outer study is located, there are two big sycamore trees, which are probably quite old. The branches are thick and the branches are luxuriant. Feel cool.

The chirping of the birds is pleasing to the ears, and there are several birdcages hanging under the eaves, and the birds of all colors are chirping and jumping, including parrots, orioles, and thrushes.
Under the eaves, there are two large vats with a height of half a person. There are lotus flowers planted in them, and now two buds have emerged. The green leaves line the pink buds, which are really delicate and lovely.

He stopped outside the door and informed the inside. After a while, he heard Jing Shangshu's voice from inside the door, "Ajiao came in."

Xu Jiao picked up the hem of her skirt, stepping gracefully across the threshold, bypassing the screen of a thousand peaks of ink painting, and entered inside.Then I saw Jing Shangshu in a homely Taoist robe, sitting behind a large huanghuali case, waving his brush, not knowing what he was writing.

Xu Jiao approached, bowed his knees and blessed him, and when he got up, he saw Jing Shangshu practicing calligraphy, with a few large-character pens flying like dragons and snakes, majestic and majestic.Xu Jiao is a person who knows how to do things. When he saw it, his heart was surging, and he praised "good word" from the bottom of his heart.

He raised his head inadvertently, was even more startled, and then his eyes lit up.On the wall behind Jing Shangshu hangs a landscape map, using the green method, the large green landscape, quite a bit like the magnificence of the "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" that I have seen before.Compared with "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", which integrates the north and south mountains and rivers into one, and there is no failure in every single stroke, this painting is naturally incomparable, but the peaks and ridges in the painting are undulating and stretching, the rivers and rivers are vast, and the atmosphere is myriad. The painting method tends to be more like The characteristics of the northern landscape, but it is also a meticulous work that can be handed down from generation to generation.

Xu Jiao has never seen this painting before. The Sui and Tang dynasties in this book have not yet appeared. It can be counted as time. There are many people who are good at green landscapes in this period. As far as this painting skill is concerned, it must be from the hands of everyone .

Xu Jiao was fascinated by it for a moment, Jing Shangshu had stopped writing at some point, raised his head, and saw her bright eyes staring behind him. He coughed lightly.

Xu Jiao was startled, and suddenly came to his senses, "Grandfather called his granddaughter, what do you want?" As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the painting uncontrollably.

Jing Shangshu seemed to have disappeared, so he handed over a box at hand and said, "I heard from your elder brother that you are looking for some rare paints, and see if there is anything missing. Grandpa will try to find it for you. .”

Xu Jiao was a little stunned, took the box, scolded Jing Duo in his heart, you have a big mouth, and opened the box eagerly, and saw that the two small boxes of paint in it were exactly what she said yesterday Ultramarine and Vermilion smiled happily and narrowed their eyes, closed the box, and hugged each other tightly, "Thank you, grandfather."

Jing Shangshu stroked his short gray beard with a smile, and asked inexplicably, "You like painting so much?"

Xu Jiao's mind moved, and he deserved to be frank and straightforward, "Yes, I like it very much."

"It's good to have something you like. Since you like it, you have to dig it yourself. Maybe you just have this talent? It just so happens that the incident that your grandfather told you is also related to this painting. How? Wuyang County How did you find out about the Lord’s picture of appreciating spring?” Jing Shangshu’s smiling appearance always gave Xu Jiao the illusion that she was a fat little lamb being stared at by a cunning fox .

This question was exactly what she expected, so she frowned, and replied with a little distress, "The granddaughter has been working hard to study it, and she will not disappoint her grandfather. It's just that the granddaughter has never drawn ducks before, I'm afraid Reluctantly copying is also painting tiger dogs."

It was just a nonsense excuse, but Jing Shangshu felt that it made sense when he heard it. He stroked his beard and nodded, and said, "You are right. So, grandfather has already informed you. Big brother, let him take you to the East Lake tomorrow, this season, there are many wild ducks in the reeds of the East Lake, you can go there to relax, and you can take a good look at it, maybe you will be enlightened."

Xu Jiao didn't expect that this cheap grandfather would be so open-minded, and would let her go to gather folk songs?Xu Jiao was naturally very happy to be able to go out to play, and he didn't even care about whether the person accompanying him was Jing Duo's trustworthiness. Pressing down gently, "I know my grandfather, my granddaughter must work hard."

This action is a little strange, but also a little cute.Jing Shangshu was stunned for a moment, and in the next moment, he also imitated Xu Jiao, clenched his fists, pressed down lightly, and said seriously, "Work hard!"

This time it was Xu Jiao who was stunned, and the next moment, the grandfather and grandson looked at each other and laughed, Xu Jiao smiled and bent his eyebrows, this old man Jing is actually quite cute!

After laughing, Old Man Jing... Uh, no, Jing Shangshu waved his hand at Xu Jiao, "Okay, let's go! Go out with your big brother tomorrow, don't put too much pressure on yourself, just do your best."

"Yes." Xu Jiao became more and more happy, and happily agreed, and was about to leave, but before he moved, he stopped again, and looked at the painting behind Jing Shangshu with a little hesitation. "Grandfather, which famous artist made your painting? I wonder if I can lend it to my granddaughter to enjoy it?" Finally, Xu Jiao raised his hand and pointed at the painting behind Jing Shangshu with his white and slender fingers. The blue and green landscape painting, a pair of eyes are shining, like the bright moon in the sky.

Jing Shangshu glanced behind her in the direction of her finger, and when he looked back, his expression was a bit inexplicable, "This is a birthday gift specially made by your father for your grandfather's 40th birthday."

"What?" Xu Jiao suspected that he had heard it wrong, and his voice changed in shock, "My father? Grandpa meant that this painting was painted by my father?"

Jing Shangshu nodded, with a sigh in his tone, "This painting is indeed made by your father. He is very talented with Danqing. He has painted a lot of paintings, but now except for the ones that are treasured in the palace, most of them are It was kept by your mother, and this is the only one left by your grandfather. Therefore, if you want to enjoy it, it’s not impossible, just wait for a while! Let’s talk about it after this matter is settled.” When it comes to this, Jing Shangshu was smiling again.

The shock in Xu Jiao's heart, after looking at the painting, he said "Oh" for a long time, his eyes were very reluctant to let go, thinking of those words of Jing Shangshu just now, his eyes suddenly lit up again, and he walked towards Jing Shangshu Li, just rushed out with brisk steps.

If she can't fulfill Old Man Jing's wish, it's not easy to borrow this painting.But didn't old man Jing say that?She drew quite a few pictures, but most of them were kept by her mother.

There is no borrower here, but there is a borrower's place!

Xu Jiao held the paint that she was thinking about, thinking that she would see many paintings of her cheap father in a while, and her steps were so light that she could fly.

But he couldn't fly, his wings froze, and the floating Xu Jiao returned to the mortal world.

(End of this chapter)