Ye Feng pointed to the painting, and a group of wild geese said: "Look clearly, these wild geese either have heads but no tails, or are missing a wing. Do you know what this means?"
"this..."
Everyone doesn't understand.
Yan Wenjing was a little curious, it was also the first time he had seen this calligraphy and painting, so he didn't know much about it.
But he knew about Ni Zan, Ni Zan was unrestrained and unrestrained all his life, and he painted freely, so it is impossible to paint such works for no reason.
"Student Lin Yi, you say that I don't know how to paint, so I want to ask you, what do these wild geese mean?"
Ye Feng asked.
"Ah, this..."
Lin Yi was at a loss for words. When he was looking for calligraphy and painting, he only saw that it was Ni Zan's handwriting, but he didn't notice the wild geese on these paintings.
"You don't know, then I'll tell you."
Ye Feng paused, and said: "As we all know, Ni Zan was from the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. The Yuan Dynasty lasted only ninety-eight years. In Ni Zan's prime, the world was relatively stable, but in Ni Zan's later years, the world collapsed and rebels rose everywhere."
"As a scholar, Ni Zan sighed with emotion that the mountains and rivers were broken, and the artifacts were changed, and the people of the world suffered, but the ignorant master was born."
"At that time, the warlord Zhang Shicheng was sitting in the south of the Yangtze River. Zhang Shixin, Zhang Shicheng's younger brother, asked Ni Zan to paint, but Ni Zan didn't like them. He not only refused to paint, but also tore up the silk cloth sent by Zhang Shixin, and threw the money he sent into the cesspit. ."
"For this reason, when Ni Zan was visiting Taihu Lake, he met Zhang Shixin and was beaten up by him."
"Not only did Ni Zan look down on Brother Zhang Shicheng, but he also looked down on Emperor Taizu of Ming Dynasty."
"In his life, he has never met the enlightened master he wanted. He felt sorry for himself and the people all over the world. That's why he painted these crippled and confused wild geese in the autumn wind."
After Ye Feng's voice fell, the audience was shocked.
Is this still the young master Ye I know? This knowledge is a bit too strong.
Even Yan Wenjing treated him with admiration. What Ye Feng said was completely in line with what happened to Ni Zan.
"Who can't make up stories?"
Lin Fengjiao muttered.
"make up a story?"
Ye Feng chuckled, pointed to the phrase on the lower left corner of the painting, and said: "A river of autumn water is light and cold, and the shadow of the water is as clear as practice; there are many geese in the eyes, and the snow is sunny."
"Ni Zan's words were written in the official script of the Han Dynasty."
"Ni Zan's political ambition is to expel the Tartars and recover the Han family. What he wants is to restore the glory of the Han Dynasty."
"Miss Lin Fengjiao, what do you think of my story?"
Ye Feng sneered, and Lin Fengjiao was so choked that she couldn't speak a word.
All eyes were on her, Lin Fengjiao wished she could find a hole to get in.
What the hell, when did Ye Feng become so knowledgeable?
This doesn't fit his personality at all!
"The autumn water of a river is light and cold, and the shadows of the water are as clear as a cloud; the eyes are full of sadness, and the snow is sunny."
"This sentence comes from Mr. Ni Zan's "Yue Diao·Little Peach Red"."
"And the last sentence of this sentence is the tune of Yushu in the backyard at that time. The poor merchant girl, who doesn't know how to subjugate the country, blows to Ziluan flute."
"Young master Ye has learned from others, which makes the old man feel inferior."
Yan Wenjing laughed loudly, stepped forward, and praised Ye Feng endlessly.
When he came to Jinling, he heard Chen Tianlei mention Ye Feng, and he evaluated him as an ignorant dude.
But now it seems that Chen Tianlei was wrong.
"The old man is overrated. I only know a little bit."
Ye Feng smiled slightly. This picture of geese and sunset in autumn is Ni Zan's last work, and the background story of his painting is also lost along with it.
No one present, including Yan Wenjing, could know.
But Ye Feng is different. He possesses specialized skills in calligraphy and painting. He has known everything about calligraphy and painting for two thousand years.
"Now, do people still say that I am targeting Lin Yi?"
Ye Feng smiled and looked at the crowd, while Lin Yi's expression became awkward.