Ouyang Xuan both praised and criticized Yue Ke.

The praise is to praise him for speaking out, but at the same time there is a subtle criticism that his doing so will only endanger himself and not help the current situation.

It is better to remain silent and work hard to fulfill your responsibilities in your position.

In fact, Yue Ke was only good at writing articles. He was successful in rehabilitating Yue Fei and recording his deeds. When it came to handling government affairs, he was also in a mess.

The scroll only ends here. Zhou Zhi couldn't help but sigh after reading it. In addition to the calligraphy skills, the value contained in this scroll cannot be underestimated. The historical details should not be underestimated.

The calligraphy is excellent, and the story behind the calligraphy is even more exciting. No wonder the fourth aunt would say that "Han Shi Tie" should be given to everyone.

He liked the scroll again and put it into the brocade box. Zhou Zhi began to look at another scroll, the "Sitting Dragon Picture" passed down by the ancient monks.

This is a huge painting, measuring one and a half meters by two meters, which is almost the size of a single bed.

Together with the surrounding silk paper, mounting paper, scrolls and other accessories, the size reaches 1.6 meters by 2.4 meters.

Zhou Zhi looked at his room, it was so pitiful, there was not even room to hang a painting.

Fortunately, my bed is an old-fashioned one, with a wooden frame attached to a mosquito net, which can be used to hang paintings.

Two iron wires were wrapped around the wooden frame at the bedside to serve as hooks, and the two ends of the painting shaft were clipped on, and the painting was carefully lowered.

In this way, half of it can only be laid flat on the bed, taking up a small half of Zhou Zhi's bed.

"Grandma said I haven't asked you if you've had dinner yet... Oh my god!" My mother opened the door and came in casually. When she raised her head while speaking, she saw that a large wall of the whole room had turned into sea rain and wind, with raging waves and a line of ink.

The dragon rolled in and out among the dark clouds and the dark sea, staring at her with his eyes fixed on her, causing him to cry out in fright.

Ever since the demolition of the wall of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China led to the "green dragon entering the house", my mother had a deep fear of this kind of reptile. When she saw that it was just a painting, she was frightened, and then she became irritable.

: "Bring anything unlucky to your home! This thing is painted just like it's alive, and it's so big! Do you want to scare your mother to death?!"

Thinking of all the unreliable behaviors of my own child, if this unlucky child just hangs these words on the bedside and sleeps under it...

He quickly shook his head to dismiss the terrifying scene: "Put it away quickly! It's so oozing when you look at it!"

"This is the "Sitting Dragon Picture". Look, the Arhat subduing the dragon is here. This dragon has been surrendered!"

"Arhat has the ability, do you also have it?" My mother's thoughts were very simple: "Put it away for me quickly, or not? If not, I will burn it for you!"

"Collect, collect, collect!" Now it was Zhou Zhi's turn to turn pale with fright: "This is the Northern Song Dynasty..."

"It's not uncommon to give it away for free!" In Jiachuan dialect, the pronunciation of Northern Song Dynasty and "free gift" are the same, and my mother directly criticized it: "It's all given to you because they can't handle it, so you and your fourth uncle are the ones holding it as a pawning treasure!"

"Uh..." Zhou Zhi's hand holding the painting paused in mid-air. Mom said it unintentionally, but Mr. Liu Sanye who sold the painting to her might really have such thoughts.

The craftsmanship of restoring ancient paintings is very valuable. If I didn't have my fourth cousin and aunt, plus myself, and just rely on the capital or Su Yang to find expert restorers for repairs, the cost would be very high.

And I can't believe it, even if I use a little more Chengxintang paper, it will make Zhou Zhi heartbroken.

In fact, even if you don’t criticize, the painting must be put away. Even if such ancient paintings are carefully restored, they dare not be opened and displayed for a long time. Not to mention oxidation, over time, ultraviolet light will cause irreparable damage to the painting.

After Zhou Zhi took a quick look at the scroll and put it away, my mother breathed a sigh of relief. The oppressive feeling in the picture just now was too strong.

"Grandma asked you if you had eaten?"

"I'll fry some sweet-scented osmanthus rice later."

"If you want to eat, eat it early. If it's late, go to bed before it's digested. It's easy to lose food."

"Okay." You are still treating yourself as a child.

"The painting just now was very good, the dragon was really lifelike."

Zhou Zhi couldn't help but laugh. Is this a new version of Ye Gong's Haolong? You only agreed to put it away?

Egg fried rice is simple and quick, and I chose a piece of fermented bean curd as a side dish. Zhou Zhi was tired and hungry today, so I sat down to eat it and it was delicious.

"Mama Guan is looking for you?" Mom sat next to Zhou Zhi and asked.

"Oh um."

"You need to pay attention to Tingting's matter. The child's academic performance is average, so he can get out through singing." The mother said: "Shu Yi's sister-in-law and third aunt are really so good? Don't wait for the joy later.

."

"Shu Yi's third uncle is a professor of the Sichuan Music Conducting Department and the music director of Jincheng Art Palace; his third aunt is a soprano singer in the provincial song and dance troupe; his elder sister-in-law is now a lecturer, but now she has won the second place in the Youth Singing Competition and has the title of associate professor

It’s ironclad.”

"Their roots are all in Sichuan Sound, just like Master Zuzu. Mom, do you think, if I ask Master Zuzu to arrange for me to enter the High School Affiliated to Shu University, is it a matter of just one sentence?"

"How come you're attached to the middle school? My son can get into the seventh middle school!" My mother was anxious.

"I'm just making an analogy." Zhou Zhi couldn't help laughing: "Actually, this is also a disadvantage that people in our small places easily suffer. For example, the country has special ways to cultivate various good seedlings."

"However, it is difficult for us to obtain these resources, and it is even difficult for us to even hear about them."

"That's right." My mother said with concern: "For example, what Yan Xiao recruited... I have never heard of competitive schools and takraw teams, and the salary is so high!"

"That's an athlete allowance, so it's pretty much the same thing." Zhou Zhi nodded: "Yes, if it weren't for Lao Liang, where would Yan Xiao know such a channel?"

"Lao Liang is a good man, but he is very pestering." My mother did not treat Zhou Zhi as a child, and the conversation turned to her parents: "I always pester your father to sponsor, sometimes employee basketball games, sometimes employee table tennis games.

of……"

At this point, he suddenly started to get angry again: "What kind of competition in the OK Hall of yours! Why did you give so much sponsorship! And you went to the competition? You are a student, and your task is to study!"

"The main task is to study and develop all-round morally, intellectually, physically, artistically and physically." This routine is very familiar: "I am also thinking about making up for the losses within the dike, and trying to earn some sponsorship fees to come back..."

"You should first touch your conscience and tell me whether you believe it or not." Dad's voice sounded at the door: "It's just for fun!"

"Dad is back." Zhou Zhi greeted quickly.

"Why are you drinking again?" My mother couldn't help complaining.

"If there is nothing we can do, people from the city will come down to review the situation. This reception cannot be avoided."

"What review?" My mother is very politically sensitive. Review is not an ordinary word when she hears it. It is either for the better or for the worse.

"It's nothing. Didn't we rank first among the five counties in environmental impact assessment this quarter? The city is interested in promoting the combined office model in the city."

"This matter was initiated by the Jiachuan Industrial and Commercial Bureau. Lao Li from the municipal bureau said he was coming down to review the environmental impact assessment results for the first quarter, but in fact he was coming down to personally inspect our preparations and wait for the city to inspect."

"He is good at picking up ready-made bargains." My mother was still complacent about my father's achievements, but she didn't say a word of praise: "I didn't even give him any benefits."

"I'll give you a favor. Do you want to work in the city?" Dad asked.

"Tell Lao Li that if we solve the family problem together, then we dare to take the benefits!" My mother expressed disdain for Lao Li from the city bureau: "If he doesn't solve the problem, then he is just making vain wishes! He is also destroying the family.

Suspicion!"
Chapter completed!