"It's not easy to catch an opportunity to make progress,"
Huang Yongyu, who was always holding the pipe, didn't know whether he should light it or not: "I must hold it."
Shen Congwen kept smiling: "Old Chang, this lesbian under your command is much more interesting than you."
"Haha," Director Chang said with a smile, "Xiaofan is a top student we focus on cultivating, and you have brought him here to be the commentator."
"Teacher Shen was still a university professor back then," Huang Yongyu said, "Didn't he also work as a commentator at the National Expo?"
"I even cleaned the toilets," Shen Congwen said with a smile, "but I really enjoyed my days as a museum commentator."
Fan Jinshi also smiled and said, "I like it too."
Shen Congwen spent almost half his life savings on collecting cultural relics and then donated them to the National Museum.
The only thing left behind was his most cherished long scroll of "Afang Palace".
In the end, even this long scroll was taken back by relevant parties and returned to the National Museum.
The reason is very characteristic of the times: You have donated so many cultural relics, why did you only leave this volume? Is there any ulterior secret?
Even so, Mr. Shen was sent to clean the toilets at the National Expo, and it was also a women's toilet.
In his letter to Huang Yongyu, he comforted me by saying: I clean the toilet every day, and my boss has praised me many times.
Later, because the staff at the National Museum were not very knowledgeable, he had to be transferred back to the museum as a commentator.
He was also often ordered to help in the warehouse.
This made Shen Congwen very happy!
Being able to stay with the things he likes every day, the old man wrote directly in his diary:
That was the happiest time in my life.
"The old leader has given me the award," Fan Jinshi said a little embarrassed: "What else do you want to see next?"
After saying that, she looked at Jiangshan.
Jiang Shan, who was busy taking pictures, put down the camera in his hand.
He wanted to see everything, but he couldn't tell him a name.
He looked up at the Feitian on the top of the cave. The Feitian in this cave was the one with the largest number of Feitians along the way.
What's more important is the color layout of the dome, green, blue, white, red, overlapping and staggered, with floating light and shadow.
Similarly, Zhang Lu, who kept looking up, couldn't help but ask: "Why do I always feel that the murals in the dark flicker from time to time."
Could it be that I am being blinded again?
"You read that right," Fan Jinshi shined his flashlight: "Most of the pigments used in Dunhuang murals contain mineral components."
"This is also the reason why it can be preserved for thousands of years," Director Chang continued:
"Cave 285 is considered to be a well-preserved cave in Mogao Grottoes. Other murals are not so lucky."
"Old Chang," Shen Congwen suddenly remembered something: "If it's convenient, please take me to see the Governor's wife."
"I was just talking about her," Director Chang said with a knowing smile: "What a coincidence, she happens to be in the Mogao Grottoes."
"Is it Cave 130?" Fan Jinshi asked tentatively: "The picture of the governor's wife paying homage to Buddha?"
"Um!"
Seeing the two old men nodding at the same time, everyone present also had the idea of meeting the governor's wife.
The group no longer cared about the specific time of departure and hurried towards the "Captain's Madam".
When Jiang Shan was the last one to walk out of the cave in "The Karma of Five Hundred Robbers", he couldn't help but look back and take one more look.
Take another look while you can. Cave 285 will become one of the closed grottoes in future generations.
Director Chang led everyone all the way to the foot of the nine-story tower of Mogao Grottoes.
Around the 1960s, the Dunhuang Research Institute carried out four cleaning and excavation projects on the halls in front of the caves.
A total of more than 20 buildings in front of the caves were cleared, among which Cave 130 is the largest, totaling 352 square meters.
But this time, a group of people did not enter the cave, but stopped on the corridor in front of Cave 130.
Before Director Chang could explain anything, the beams of several flashlights fell on a wall in advance.
At first glance, there is nothing.
It's gray, just like an ordinary stone wall.
The veteran cadres who were originally filled with joy and thought they would see some creation were all stunned.
Jiangshan is no exception.
Before, looking at the mysterious looks of Mr. Chang and Mr. Shen, I thought that I should be able to see a distinctive mural.
But, what is this thing in front of me? It’s all gray and white, with nothing in it?
However, the flashlight beam showed no intention of leaving.
So, Jiang Shan followed the veteran cadres and leaned forward collectively to get closer.
After getting closer, I discovered that there were still a few traces of residual color on the gray wall.
After looking carefully for a while, I found vague outlines.
"This...?" Shen Congwen himself didn't expect it. He pointed at the wall and asked in surprise: "Is this the governor's wife?"
Chang Shuhong and Fan Jinshi nodded, with the same heavy expressions on their faces:
"Do you still remember the murals of the Tang Dynasty that you saw before? This one is actually the same. They were all works after Zhang Daqian peeled off the wall. It's just..."
It is also a mural whose walls were removed by Zhang Daqian.
This one was badly damaged due to poor workmanship.
After Jiangshan thought about it carefully, Comrade Daqian should be practicing his skills with these murals.
If you fail, try again. After all, there are countless caves out there!
Until I have accumulated enough walls to gain new experience and technology.
"Zhang Daqian demolished more than thirty murals in total," Fan Jinshi obviously did not have the good temper they had:
"But this is only what we know. Only he knows the specific situation."
"She already looks like this," Shen Congwen really couldn't figure it out when looking at the mural he was thinking about in front of him:
"Then where did that copying picture I saw before come from?"
“This mural is actually called ‘The Dudu’s Wife Pays Respect to the Buddha’,” Chang Shuhong explained:
"The second half of the year that Zhang Daqian was copying was also the year that I came to Dunhuang."
When the surface layer of Song Dynasty murals was just shoveled away, the color of the remaining murals on the wall was still very bright.
However, because the top layer of paint peeled off along with the wall, the Tang Dynasty murals inside quickly aged.
By 1979, the Governor's wife, who had experienced thirty years, was gone.
"A few years after Zhang Daqian left, Duan Wenjie came to Dunhuang,"
Chang Shuhong continued: "When he saw this mural, the governor's wife had already begun to blur.
Wenjie quickly got into work mode and copied the murals one by one before they became blurry."
"That's it. Fortunately, Wenjie came early,"
Shen Congwen sighed: "Otherwise, none of us would want to see the Governor's wife."
Compared with Zhang Daqian's copying, which incorporates personalized creations, Duan Wenjie's copying strives to restore the original mural in terms of composition and color.
He copied countless Dunhuang murals throughout his life, which is still unmatched by anyone.
When Shen Congwen wrote "Ancient Chinese Costumes" at the request of Premier Zhou, it was Duan Wenjie who sent him hundreds of illustrations of Dunhuang figures.
"Is this copy of the painting in Dunhuang?"
Facing the gray walls, Huang Yongyu asked what everyone wanted to ask: "Let me see how beautiful this governor's wife is."
"It's right here," Chang Shuhong said immediately, "If you want to see it, you can see it right away."
"You can't go in here?"
Vaguely, Zhang Lu and Jiang Shan discovered that there seemed to be a giant Buddha standing in Cave 130.
In the darkness and silence, it seemed particularly appealing.
"This is a grotto that was just opened this year," Fan Jinshi said, "The cleaning work has not yet been completed, and we are not allowed to visit it yet."
"Then..." Jiang Shan endured: "Then we won't cause any trouble to the organization."
"That's right," Zhang Lu stretched his neck and took another look: "Safety first."
"well,"
Huang Yongyu sighed softly and withdrew his encouraging gaze.
"well,"
"Tsk,"
"..."
At the same time, several more disappointed sighs came from the crowd.
It seems that there are many veteran cadres who want to meet the world.
The giant Buddha in Cave 130 is 26 meters high.
It corresponds to the North Buddha in Cave 96, so it is also called Dunhuang South Buddha.
The flashlight beam filled with floating dust resolutely pointed towards the trail from which it came.
The group of people could only follow the light beam, and no one dared to stop for a moment in the darkness.
Once the light source is lost, the gorgeous murals seem to be mixed with certain elements.
The moment I walked out of the grotto, I suddenly felt enlightened.
The sun seemed to be moving further, but the expert group still followed Director Chang excitedly.
A worthwhile trip to Dunhuang!
I originally thought I was here to rehearse a musical, but unexpectedly the organizer arranged a VIP tour for me.
"Xiao Jiang," Huang Yongyu's thoughts became stronger and stronger: "If you have similar news again in the future, don't forget to inform me."
"And me," Shao Bolin quickly chased after him: "How can you only mention yourself?"
"You don't have to go to work anymore?" Huang Yongyu was worried about the other party: "Why are you running around all day?"
"My name is Cai Feng, right Jiang Shan."
"This is actually work," Jiang Shan felt, "It's also about accumulating materials for future stamp creations!"
"That makes sense," Shao Bolin nodded repeatedly: "This is working."
"Then let's go," Huang Yongyu was eager to go with his old friend: "Let's accumulate materials."
"Don't say it at all," Zhang Lu approached Jiangshan and said:
"Thankfully you called me this time, otherwise I don't know when I could come here for a visit."
"Then what's the relationship between us?"
The two people at the back of the team were chatting animatedly when they suddenly stopped walking.
The two people quickly looked forward and found a group of people standing in front of a cave, watching something.
I quickly picked up my camera and walked over.
In front of the mural near the entrance of the cave, a gay man wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt was poking into the wall with a needle.
Slowly, the unknown solution in the needle was pushed bit by bit into the gaps in the mural.
The group of people watched very quietly, watching helplessly as the gay man pulled out the needle and quickly pressed the gap with gauze to flatten it.
"Is this comrade repairing the murals?" Jiang Shan was the first to ask.
Then, the veteran cadres enthusiastically asked questions.
“What material is injected into the gap?”
"Does it work?"
"How long can it be kept?"
"Xiao Hu is our mural doctor,"
Director Chang answered one by one:
"The adhesive was prepared by a Czech cultural relics protection expert, but he refused to disclose the specific ingredients until he left Dunhuang. The institute is currently organizing experts to study..."
"What kind of bullshit cultural relics protection expert?" Huang Yongyu felt that the other party was not worthy of the word "cultural relics protection": "At most, he can only be regarded as a housekeeper."
"He should be detained," Jiang Shan said, "and then..."
Huang Yongyu said excitedly: "What happens next?"
"Yongyu,"
Shen Congwen's voice sounded at the right time, and Huang Yongyu, who originally wanted to discuss a few words with Jiang Shan, suddenly lost interest.
"Although I think you are right," Shen Congwen said before he finished speaking: "But..."
It's better not to say it.
And this is in front of outsiders!
"There is nothing we can do about it," Chang Shuhong shook his head and sighed:
"When I sent him back, I specially arranged a donkey cart."
"What kind of car will we arrange for him?"
"It's too embarrassing for him."
"If I were there..."
Jiang Shan didn't dare to snort at this moment, and secretly looked at each other with Zhang Lu. These veteran cadres really couldn't be offended!
After everyone has finished eating, the humble Dunhuang Research Institute has arrived.
In the reference room, Fan Jinshi held out a brightly colored painting from the wooden cabinet.
There are a total of 12 people from the Tang Dynasty distributed in the picture. The leader is dressed in silk and satin, with a hairpin on his head and temples, which are luxurious and colorful.
There is a canopy on the head, and the appearance is dignified.
At first glance, she must be the governor's wife.
The daughters and maidservants who followed him all wore high buns and had beautiful pink faces.
Whether it is the bun or the hairpin rings all over the body, they all show a certain degree of elegance.
Everyone secretly marveled:
"Is this the mural on the wall just now?"
"Is this what it looks like?"
"It's so beautiful," Shao Bolin looked at it over and over again: "The painting style of this picture is somewhat similar to that of the Tang Dynasty painters Zhou Fang and Zhang Xuan."
"Do you feel the same way?" Shen Congwen immediately looked at Shao Bolin: "I had this idea when I first saw this painting."
"The coloring is just a little brighter."
"The Picture of the Dudu's Wife Paying Respect to the Buddha" depicts the scene of cave donors coming to pay homage to the Buddha.
Donors can also be called angel investors of Dunhuang murals.
Every time a mural is painted in Dunhuang, a large amount of gemstone raw materials will be consumed.
Whether in ancient times or today, it is a huge expense.
But don’t worry too much. Looking at the endless grottoes in Dunhuang, you will know that there is no shortage of donors here.
"Yongyu, look here carefully,"
"Mrs. Governor?"
"Pay attention to her hair accessories," Shen Congwen pointed to the picture of worshiping Buddha and said, "Do you still remember the "Picture of Lady with Hairpins" I mentioned to you?"
At this time, an expert next to him blurted out: "Is it Zhou Fang's "Picture of a Lady with Hairpins"?"
Shen Congwen smiled: "I don't think that painting is Zhou Fang's work."
"What you said is wrong. This has been passed down from ancient times!"
"Since ancient times?" Huang Yongyu laughed: "That is, it is a saying that only appeared in the Qing Dynasty."
"That person also has evidence to follow."
Another person also said: "Since you said it was not painted by Zhou Fang, then whose work is it?"
""Picture of a Lady with Hairpins,"" Jiang Shan said while looking at the governor's wife on the table:
"Whether it is painting techniques or character creation, they are all very similar to Zhou Fang's style."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Congwen couldn't help but frown.
Huang Yongyu: "Hiss~"
"But," Jiang Shan's words suddenly changed:
"Judging from the shapes and characteristics of the characters' clothing and hairpin rings, "Ladies with Hairpins" should be a work from the late Tang Dynasty."
Shen Congwen, who had been frowning before, immediately lit up his eyes: "Xiao Jiang, do you also have research on ancient costumes?"
Jiang Shan truthfully confessed: "I don't have any research, I just like it out of pure love."
"Where do you think this painting is?"
Cao Yu, who was not interested in paintings at first, became curious.
“Liaoning Museum,”
Jiang Shan and Shen Congwen said in unison, then looked at each other and smiled.
The power of Liaobo, which is listed as one of the "Old Nine", is not just blown away.
The reason must be thanked for Puyi's contribution.
