1980 My Entertainment Era

Chapter 101: Loulan has suffered a lot since ancient times

Xia Tian was sitting at the desk, using a brush dipped in ink, while Milan was helping him to write paper - it was difficult to write large characters, so he needed help.

After taking a few breaths, Xia Tian began to write.

He had recently gained some insights from reading Taoist scriptures, and felt that his meditation skills had improved. That feeling was great!

He started writing!
Milan watched with great interest as Xia Tian's brush began to slowly stretch the paper - the table was not long enough.

But when Xia Tian finished writing, she began to feel something was wrong.

In the world of life, suddenly like a traveler.

This is a poem from the Han Dynasty, the author is unknown.

This sentence triggered Milan's worries again - she was not worried about anything else, not worried that Xia Tian would dislike her!
Just so confident!

It's like the duck is already in the pot, and you have to cook it slowly over a low fire. It will eventually be cooked.
It's just that now you're being stubborn and the time is not right yet. It doesn't matter. I'm willing to take it slow.

However, she was worried that the duck in the pot would suddenly flap its wings and fly away!
Xia Tian was practicing "cultivation", which always made her worried.

The worry is so intense, second only to death.

Ever since her parents passed away, she has been extremely afraid of the separation of the two worlds.

If Xia Tian continued to read these books and practice these things, she was worried that one day Xia Tian would really leave this secular world - and really become a monk!

Hiss~ I have to think of a solution!

"Xia Tian, ​​I like you so much!" She said shyly with her hands behind her back and her chest puffed out.

Well, let's try it out~
Xia Tian put down the pen in his hand and said, "What do you like about me? Write a 2000-word summary and hand it in in an hour."

Ah? Milan's expression was a little stiff!
2000 words? Are you kidding me!

"This question is very complicated. It will take a lifetime to answer it."

Smart Milan!
She even started to praise herself, which was quite quick-witted.

Xia Tian didn't expect it, and his reaction was quite quick. He looked at Milan and said, "Well, I'm a little moved by what you said. Then hand in 2000 words every day from now on."

"Sorry to bother you!" The girl ran away with her pigtails swinging.

……

I went to visit Uncle Wu and Aunt Deng again in the summer.

And He Yuzhu is the chef again.

Aunt Deng went to ask Chef He for cooking advice, while Xia Tian was chatting with Uncle Wu.

They are reading newspapers.

Sometimes, when Xia came to visit, Uncle Wu would chat with him about news in the newspaper and the correct propaganda policies.

Xia Tian was also willing to talk about these things with Uncle Wu.

Uncle Wu is a very open-minded and friendly person, and he is willing to listen to some different opinions.

And he is a reformist.

Now that Xia Tian already knew his and Aunt Deng's identities, she naturally understood his position...

But today the two of them were not talking about those things, but the latest hot news.

In mid-April, the Institute of Archaeology announced the discovery of the ancient corpse of a Loulan girl in the Lop Nur area of ​​Xinjiang Province, and the news shocked the whole country.

The two of them started talking about Loulan.

Xia Tian started to talk a lot - after all, even a well-read scholar may not have as broad knowledge as Xia Tian in these "miscellaneous studies"!

Tianya, Tieba, Bihu, Nitan, Bilibili... I have learned so much knowledge in the summer!

For example, "Does Uncle Wu know how big Albania is?"

Let me tell you, there is only 0.5 Tongliao!

Xia Tian looked at the picture of the ancient corpse of the Loulan girl in the newspaper and said, "Loulan is a very special place for us."

"Oh, what's so special about it?" Uncle Wu wondered.

"Because it is often targeted in ancient poems!" Xia Tian said.

"Wang Changling said: I will wear my golden armor after a hundred battles in the yellow sand, and I will not return until I have conquered Loulan. Li Bai said: I would like to take the sword from my waist and kill Loulan. Xin Qiji said: I will hang it in my empty room as a companion to my zither, and I don't need to take it with me to kill Loulan..."

"In the poems written by literati of all dynasties, when "Loulan" is mentioned, it is either 'destroy Loulan' or 'behead Loulan'."

Uncle Wu thought: "Hey, it's true!"

Interesting, I haven't thought of this idea before. You always come up with something new for me.

Xia Tian continued, "Loulan was extremely important during the Han Dynasty. It can basically be said to be the only gateway to the Western Regions during the Han Dynasty."

"From this perspective, 'Conquering Loulan' is essentially a romanticism and heroism that was common in the Han and Tang dynasties, in which good men conquered the west and made contributions, and gained promotion through military merit, and even had a bit of adventurous sentiment."

Xia Tian clicked on the picture in the newspaper: "But people are used to judging people by their appearance~"

"Ah?" What does this have to do with that?
Xia Tian smiled: "Those who are good-looking will be praised by history..."

For example, two bodies unearthed in the northwest in recent years were named "Loulan Girl" and "Mummy No. 2"~
……

Xia Tian returned home in the evening, just in time to meet Da Chun complaining. He wanted to change his bicycle. The one he was riding now was brought from the Northeast by Chun's father and his family. It was older than Da Chun.

Now when I start pedaling, my whole body makes noises except for the bell.

So, Dachun said: "Mom, I want to change my bicycle."

Chun's mother glanced at him and said, "You should find another mother!"

Application failed~
Xia Tian was curious and asked, "Why did you want to change the car again?"

Dachun: "In the afternoon, I bumped into someone in the alley!"

"Hit? What happened? Are you injured? Did anyone get hurt?!"

When Xia Tian asked, he found out that this afternoon, Dachun was riding his bicycle home and met a bicycle coming from the opposite direction in the alley.

The alley was narrow, so he suddenly had an idea and shouted, "You go left, I go right."

Then they collided with each other with a "Duang" sound, and the handlebars were bent crooked!
Xia Tian listened and was silent for a long time. Then he advised: "Don't change the bike. With your IQ, you can basically say goodbye to bicycles!"

The day after Dachun had a car accident, Xia Tian was called to Zhu Youguang's home by someone he sent.

"Xiaotian, someone has a painting to sell!" Zhu Youguang said immediately when he saw Xia Tian coming.

"Oh? Whose painting is it? How is it?"

"Bada Shanren's hanging scroll, Plum Blossoms with Eagle, is in excellent condition and is very rare!"

It turned out that someone was in urgent need of money and planned to sell the "family heirloom" painting.

But Rongbaozhai's purchase price was too low, and he was unwilling to buy it.

So Zhu Youguang thought of summer.

In the afternoon, the man brought the painting to Zhu Youguang's house, unwrapped the cloth, and carefully opened the scroll.

I started to appreciate it in the summer, first looking at scrolls and paper...

Old man Zhu is right, the item is in excellent condition!

After re-examining the painting, I found no faults and it seemed fine.

However, Xia Tian had never seen Bada Shanren's paintings before, so he was not sure and looked at Zhu Youguang.

Zhu Youguang nodded. He had seen it in Rongbaozhai. It was this painting - there was no substitution!

After all, he came from the old society and he had seen a lot of these tricks in the underworld.

In the end, the man asked for 80 yuan, and Xia negotiated it down to 74 yuan, and the deal was done.

Old man Zhu was still complaining: "It's just summer, otherwise you wouldn't be able to sell it for 60 yuan!"

He thought it was too expensive and 70 yuan would be enough.

But Xiatian was too lazy to spend a few dollars. Compared with this painting, these few dollars were nothing.

Who is Bada Shanren?

Friends who have not seen it may think that there are eight people, just like the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou and the Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song.

But Bada Shanren is actually one person!

...surname Zhu!
That’s right, he is a descendant of the Ming royal family and the ninth-generation grandson of Zhu Quan, the seventeenth son of Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang.

But he ended up living in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties!
Zhu Da, whose courtesy name is Ren'an and whose alias is Bada Shanren.

After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, he shaved his head and became a monk, becoming a fugitive, and later converted to Taoism.

Zhu Da had a rough life and was once mentally ill. After learning from his mistakes, he chose to turn his back on the world and isolate himself from the world, soothing his lonely soul in his creations.

This is somewhat similar to summer!
In Zhu Da's own words: There are not many ink dots, but many tear dots. The mountains and rivers are still the same as before. The coconut trees are still standing in the turbulent times, leaving room for literary scholars to study and imitate.

You can understand his state of mind from this: helpless yet stubborn, free and unrestrained yet sad, angry and generous.

What could he do?

There was nothing he could do but pour all his emotions into his paintings.

So the look in the eyes of this eagle with its head twisted and one foot perched on the plum branch is particularly strange, very stubborn, or even lonely and angry!

I fell in love with it at first sight!
At that time, I thought that even if it was a fake, I could buy it because I liked it.

Xia Tian had a meal with Old Man Zhu. Old Man Zhu drank two cups of wine, and Xia Tian followed suit with a bottle of beer - he finally improved his alcohol tolerance to the point where he could drink a bottle of beer!

I will sit at the same table with the kids from now on!
After Xia Tian left, Zhu's wife complained to him: "Look, if you like it, it's ok, but why did you let Xia Tian waste this money?"

More than seventy yuan, a senior worker’s monthly salary!

Old Man Zhu was quite dissatisfied: "What do you know? That's a hobby, a favorite of his! Besides, this kid doesn't lack money!"

"He doesn't need money? Where does the money come from?"

"Don't worry about it... Besides, antiques are valuable in prosperous times, and gold is valuable in troubled times. The prosperous times are coming, so it won't be a loss to collect some! That's just a woman's opinion!"

"Old Zhu, you are angry, right?"

"No, my tongue is a little numb from drinking so I said the wrong thing..."

(End of this chapter)