Chapter 199 I Have a Lover
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Ming Hua
Su Hua followed Gu Zhengrong to his collection room.
Because antiques are relatively delicate, they have high requirements on temperature and humidity.
Therefore, Gu Zhengrong's collection room has been kept at a constant temperature and humidity.
The collection is amazing.
There are not only Wenwan calligraphy and paintings, jade wares, but also bronze wares, iron wares, gold and silver wares, metal coins, enamel wares, enamel wares, Tang Sancai wares, etc.
Gu Zhengrong took out his "Picture of Heavenly King Sending Off His Son".
I don't know where he got it, the painting is very old.
Dilapidated and in need of major repairs.
Ordinary people really can’t cultivate.
Only then did Su Hua know that it was true to ask her to identify the authenticity and to let her repair the painting.
She picked up the painting and looked at it carefully.
Judging by the painting style, verve, and painting skills, it is indeed Wu Daozi's style.
He is good at painting with simple lines.
Every thread meets the requirement of expressive modeling, and every thread is full of rhythmic beauty.
This style cannot be imitated by later generations.
Su Wei raised her head and said to Gu Zhengrong: "Looking at the painting style and technique, it is Wu Daozi's authentic work, and future generations will not be able to paint so perfectly."
Gu Zhengrong's eyes showed faint surprise, "Can you fix it?"
"Yes, but with the degree of dilapidation, it won't be repaired in a month or two. I'm repairing at Fan's house now, and his house does a lot of work. After repairing his house, I have to go to Tang's house."
That means, you have to line up.
Gu Zhengrong could understand, and said kindly: "There is no rush, I can wait, I don't worry about others repairing it."
"Thank you Uncle Gu for trusting me so much."
When Su Hua raised her head, she caught a glimpse of the two paintings that she had given to Gu Jinyao earlier. After they were framed, they were hung on the front wall.
Bada Shanren's, one lotus, one bird.
A feeling of loneliness and coldness rushed over.
It was stamped with Gu Zhengrong's collection seal.
Seeing Su Wei looking up, he put his hands behind his back and looked over, "I like these two paintings very much. Jinyao told me that the one who painted was a 23-year-old girl. I was so surprised. This painting skill, this painting If you don’t have 30 to [-] years of skill, you will never be able to draw.”
"Thank you, Uncle Gu, for your appreciation."
"How is your handwriting?"
"I have practiced Song Huizong's thin gold body."
"Then write a few words for me?"
Su Hua said generously, "I'm showing my ugliness."
Gu Zhengrong found a brush and handed it to Su Wei.
Su Wei recognized this brush, it was made in imitation of Song Huizong's royal brush, with excellent toughness.
Gu Zhengrong pointed to the inkstone on the table, "The ink has been grinded for you, I got up early in the morning to grind it."
The rice paper is also laid out.
Su Hua took the pen, rolled up her sleeves, dipped in the ink, and began to splash the ink.
I saw that her wrists were moving flexibly, and she was calm and composed, swishing and swishing.
After half an hour, I finished writing on a piece of rice paper about one meter long.
It is a part of Song Huizong's "Yongfang Poems".
Gu Zhengrong looked at the word carefully, his eyes sparkled, and he couldn't stop praising: "What a beautiful 'crane body'! The charm is endless, the charm is excellent, the words are center, Qu Jin's iron is amazing, and the writing is amazing! It's better than I can write." It’s much better! I have worked hard for 40 years, and I can’t write as well as a little girl like you. It seems that there is such a thing as talent.”
Su Hua smiled, "You are too old."
Gu Zhengrong looked up at her, his cloudy white eyes glowed, "I like you so much, little girl, no, I must match you and my son together."
Su Hua was slightly embarrassed, "Uncle Gu, that day in the hospital, I deliberately angered my ex-father-in-law, and I couldn't take it seriously."
"My son is really outstanding. He managed a business and got a gun. By the way, he also plays the flute very well. Although he is a bit dull, a person with this personality is affectionate and dedicated. Once he likes someone , will never change.”
Su Hua's back was sweating, "Mr. Gu is very good, but I have a lover."
"Who?"
"My ex-husband."
Gu Zhengrong was quite disappointed, but he was not discouraged, "When you are separated completely, you must consider my son."
Su Wei couldn't help but compare him with Gu Aoting.
The more you compare, the more you dislike Gu Aoting.
How good would it be if Gu Zhengrong was Gu Beixian's biological father?
When they came out of the collection room, before they knew it, it was already dark.
Gu Zhengrong enthusiastically stayed with Su Hua for dinner.
The dinner was very well prepared, but it was only the two of them who ate.
Gu Jinyao was in China, Gu Huajin was on a business trip, and Gu Zhengrong's wife was upstairs, but she didn't come down.
But Gu Zhengrong didn't let anyone go up to call her.
room.
Gu Zhengrong kept adding food to Su Hua.
He obviously has a very indifferent temperament, but when entertaining Su Wei, he is as enthusiastic as fire.
The servant who was helping to prepare the dishes was stunned, thinking that their master had taken the wrong medicine.
After eating, Gu Zhengrong stayed with Su Hua for tea.
Su Wei refused on the pretext that she couldn't sleep after drinking tea at night.
He is really the most enthusiastic person she has ever met in this industry, and he is on a par with Hua Tianshou.
Su Wei misses Master very much.
On the way back, I called Master.
Gu Zhengrong finished his work and returned to the bedroom.
I saw Liu Wang sitting in front of the window, with his back turned to him, motionless.
Gu Zhengrong asked: "Why didn't you go down to eat just now? The kitchen left some food for you, go and eat."
"I'm not hungry."
"I asked the servant to stew the bird's nest, you can go down and have a bowl of bird's nest."
"I'm not hungry!" Liu Wang suddenly raised his voice twice.
"What's the matter, this is?" Gu Zhengrong looked puzzled, walked up to her, turned her shoulders, and found that her face was full of tears.
He tore off the paper and wiped it off for her, "Okay, why are you still crying?"
"I said Jinyao can't be with Suhua, why do you still bring him home? You just don't take me seriously."
Gu Zhengrong suddenly realized, and the smile lines on the corners of his lips deepened, "So it's because of this. I have a painting that needs to be repaired, and it's too damaged. Others can't repair it, so she has to repair it. I'll let her come to my house to have a look."
"You guys had a nice chat."
"I really like that girl. If she can't be a daughter-in-law, she can be a goddaughter."
Collectors have an occupational disease. When they see something they like, they want to keep it by their side, and it is the same with people.
Liu Wang reminded: "She is a living person, not a collectible."
Gu Zhengrong put his hand on her shoulder, "Why do you reject Su Wei so much? The little girl is pretty good."
Liu Wang kept a straight face and said nothing.
Gu Zhengrong frowned and pondered for a few seconds, then asked in a suspicious tone, "Could it be possible that Jinyao is Gu Aoting's son?"
"No!" Liu Wang became emotional suddenly, and denied, "Jinyao is my son alone, and his father died a long time ago!"
"Then you and Gu Aoting..."
"Gu Ao Ting is my enemy." Even after so many years, thinking of that man, Liu Wang still gritted his teeth with hatred, unable to calm down.
Gu Zhengrong frowned, "You hate him out of love?"
"No, I only hate him."
Gu Zhengrong remembered that ten years ago, she accidentally drank too much and strangled his neck in the middle of the night, almost strangling him to death.
What he yelled was "Gu Ao Ting".
Since then, he has slept with her in a separate room.
And she never drank again, and never mentioned Gu Ao Ting again.
Until now.
Looking at the woman with red eye circles, Gu Zhengrong couldn't help but become more curious about what happened between her and Gu Aoting.
Because antiques are relatively delicate, they have high requirements on temperature and humidity.
Therefore, Gu Zhengrong's collection room has been kept at a constant temperature and humidity.
The collection is amazing.
There are not only Wenwan calligraphy and paintings, jade wares, but also bronze wares, iron wares, gold and silver wares, metal coins, enamel wares, enamel wares, Tang Sancai wares, etc.
Gu Zhengrong took out his "Picture of Heavenly King Sending Off His Son".
I don't know where he got it, the painting is very old.
Dilapidated and in need of major repairs.
Ordinary people really can’t cultivate.
Only then did Su Hua know that it was true to ask her to identify the authenticity and to let her repair the painting.
She picked up the painting and looked at it carefully.
Judging by the painting style, verve, and painting skills, it is indeed Wu Daozi's style.
He is good at painting with simple lines.
Every thread meets the requirement of expressive modeling, and every thread is full of rhythmic beauty.
This style cannot be imitated by later generations.
Su Wei raised her head and said to Gu Zhengrong: "Looking at the painting style and technique, it is Wu Daozi's authentic work, and future generations will not be able to paint so perfectly."
Gu Zhengrong's eyes showed faint surprise, "Can you fix it?"
"Yes, but with the degree of dilapidation, it won't be repaired in a month or two. I'm repairing at Fan's house now, and his house does a lot of work. After repairing his house, I have to go to Tang's house."
That means, you have to line up.
Gu Zhengrong could understand, and said kindly: "There is no rush, I can wait, I don't worry about others repairing it."
"Thank you Uncle Gu for trusting me so much."
When Su Hua raised her head, she caught a glimpse of the two paintings that she had given to Gu Jinyao earlier. After they were framed, they were hung on the front wall.
Bada Shanren's, one lotus, one bird.
A feeling of loneliness and coldness rushed over.
It was stamped with Gu Zhengrong's collection seal.
Seeing Su Wei looking up, he put his hands behind his back and looked over, "I like these two paintings very much. Jinyao told me that the one who painted was a 23-year-old girl. I was so surprised. This painting skill, this painting If you don’t have 30 to [-] years of skill, you will never be able to draw.”
"Thank you, Uncle Gu, for your appreciation."
"How is your handwriting?"
"I have practiced Song Huizong's thin gold body."
"Then write a few words for me?"
Su Hua said generously, "I'm showing my ugliness."
Gu Zhengrong found a brush and handed it to Su Wei.
Su Wei recognized this brush, it was made in imitation of Song Huizong's royal brush, with excellent toughness.
Gu Zhengrong pointed to the inkstone on the table, "The ink has been grinded for you, I got up early in the morning to grind it."
The rice paper is also laid out.
Su Hua took the pen, rolled up her sleeves, dipped in the ink, and began to splash the ink.
I saw that her wrists were moving flexibly, and she was calm and composed, swishing and swishing.
After half an hour, I finished writing on a piece of rice paper about one meter long.
It is a part of Song Huizong's "Yongfang Poems".
Gu Zhengrong looked at the word carefully, his eyes sparkled, and he couldn't stop praising: "What a beautiful 'crane body'! The charm is endless, the charm is excellent, the words are center, Qu Jin's iron is amazing, and the writing is amazing! It's better than I can write." It’s much better! I have worked hard for 40 years, and I can’t write as well as a little girl like you. It seems that there is such a thing as talent.”
Su Hua smiled, "You are too old."
Gu Zhengrong looked up at her, his cloudy white eyes glowed, "I like you so much, little girl, no, I must match you and my son together."
Su Hua was slightly embarrassed, "Uncle Gu, that day in the hospital, I deliberately angered my ex-father-in-law, and I couldn't take it seriously."
"My son is really outstanding. He managed a business and got a gun. By the way, he also plays the flute very well. Although he is a bit dull, a person with this personality is affectionate and dedicated. Once he likes someone , will never change.”
Su Hua's back was sweating, "Mr. Gu is very good, but I have a lover."
"Who?"
"My ex-husband."
Gu Zhengrong was quite disappointed, but he was not discouraged, "When you are separated completely, you must consider my son."
Su Wei couldn't help but compare him with Gu Aoting.
The more you compare, the more you dislike Gu Aoting.
How good would it be if Gu Zhengrong was Gu Beixian's biological father?
When they came out of the collection room, before they knew it, it was already dark.
Gu Zhengrong enthusiastically stayed with Su Hua for dinner.
The dinner was very well prepared, but it was only the two of them who ate.
Gu Jinyao was in China, Gu Huajin was on a business trip, and Gu Zhengrong's wife was upstairs, but she didn't come down.
But Gu Zhengrong didn't let anyone go up to call her.
room.
Gu Zhengrong kept adding food to Su Hua.
He obviously has a very indifferent temperament, but when entertaining Su Wei, he is as enthusiastic as fire.
The servant who was helping to prepare the dishes was stunned, thinking that their master had taken the wrong medicine.
After eating, Gu Zhengrong stayed with Su Hua for tea.
Su Wei refused on the pretext that she couldn't sleep after drinking tea at night.
He is really the most enthusiastic person she has ever met in this industry, and he is on a par with Hua Tianshou.
Su Wei misses Master very much.
On the way back, I called Master.
Gu Zhengrong finished his work and returned to the bedroom.
I saw Liu Wang sitting in front of the window, with his back turned to him, motionless.
Gu Zhengrong asked: "Why didn't you go down to eat just now? The kitchen left some food for you, go and eat."
"I'm not hungry."
"I asked the servant to stew the bird's nest, you can go down and have a bowl of bird's nest."
"I'm not hungry!" Liu Wang suddenly raised his voice twice.
"What's the matter, this is?" Gu Zhengrong looked puzzled, walked up to her, turned her shoulders, and found that her face was full of tears.
He tore off the paper and wiped it off for her, "Okay, why are you still crying?"
"I said Jinyao can't be with Suhua, why do you still bring him home? You just don't take me seriously."
Gu Zhengrong suddenly realized, and the smile lines on the corners of his lips deepened, "So it's because of this. I have a painting that needs to be repaired, and it's too damaged. Others can't repair it, so she has to repair it. I'll let her come to my house to have a look."
"You guys had a nice chat."
"I really like that girl. If she can't be a daughter-in-law, she can be a goddaughter."
Collectors have an occupational disease. When they see something they like, they want to keep it by their side, and it is the same with people.
Liu Wang reminded: "She is a living person, not a collectible."
Gu Zhengrong put his hand on her shoulder, "Why do you reject Su Wei so much? The little girl is pretty good."
Liu Wang kept a straight face and said nothing.
Gu Zhengrong frowned and pondered for a few seconds, then asked in a suspicious tone, "Could it be possible that Jinyao is Gu Aoting's son?"
"No!" Liu Wang became emotional suddenly, and denied, "Jinyao is my son alone, and his father died a long time ago!"
"Then you and Gu Aoting..."
"Gu Ao Ting is my enemy." Even after so many years, thinking of that man, Liu Wang still gritted his teeth with hatred, unable to calm down.
Gu Zhengrong frowned, "You hate him out of love?"
"No, I only hate him."
Gu Zhengrong remembered that ten years ago, she accidentally drank too much and strangled his neck in the middle of the night, almost strangling him to death.
What he yelled was "Gu Ao Ting".
Since then, he has slept with her in a separate room.
And she never drank again, and never mentioned Gu Ao Ting again.
Until now.
Looking at the woman with red eye circles, Gu Zhengrong couldn't help but become more curious about what happened between her and Gu Aoting.
