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Chapter 338 Accidentally made it happen(1/2)

In March, spring is warm and flowers are blooming.

As early as 1985, "March" had not become an unshakable month for the convening of the two sessions.

In February 1978, the newly announced national anthem lyrics "Forward, heroic people of all nationalities!" announced at this meeting solved the problem of the national anthem having only accompaniment and no lyrics for many years.

This song was sung until 1982, when the original lyrics of "Get up! People who don't want to be slaves!" were restored.

After the two sessions in July 1979, the whole country discussed the four modernization plans.

The 1980 meeting was scheduled for August.

Although the conference has not yet been held, the people can guess that the topic of this meeting will inevitably be "reform".

Prior to this, a three-day "Rising Stars Concert" in Pujiang City was like the first advertisement in Pujiang, which launched the first shot of entertainment reform.

At this moment, the planner of this "Rising Stars Concert" is sitting in the suite of the Peace Hotel planning the next precedent.

After singing a short excerpt from "A Dream of Yellow Liang", Jiang Shan decisively expressed his current wish: to shoot an advertisement in the Forbidden City.

"What did you say? Where do you want to shoot the commercial?"

Before the seated comrade could react, his dance partner Chen Peisi, who was standing next to him, twisted her waist and grabbed him.

It’s no wonder that he had this reaction. Even Zhu Jiajin, who was slapping his legs according to the play idea earlier, was stunned when he heard this: "Xiao Jiang, are you talking about...a new mission from your superiors?"

Pan Hong and Liu Xiaoqing looked at each other and didn't know what to say.

I just feel that Jiangshan really dares to think!

Similarly, Huang Yongyu and Wang Shixiang think so too!

Except one person.

At this moment, Yu Sigui was looking at Jiangshan with excitement, and laughed happily.

In her opinion, this trip to the country was really the right thing to do.

Not only did I watch a concert that is rarely seen in Japan, I might also have the opportunity to follow the advertisement for the Forbidden City auction.

"Jiangshan," Huang Yongyu glanced at the matchbox on the table: "Do you know what you are talking about? That is the Forbidden City, the Forbidden City! You actually want to film a movie there... Oh, by the way, when will the documentary about Xiangjiang be released?

Turn on?"

Huang Yongyu's last words were directed at Zhu Jiajin.

As soon as he heard the question, Zhu Jiajin understood the other party's intention: "I said before that we would shoot as soon as spring begins, and it is probably coming soon."

"What?" Wang Shixiang looked at Huang Yongyu: "You don't want Xiao Jiang to leave his relationship, do you?"

Huang Yongyu: "Isn't it possible?"

"Of course it won't work," Wang Shixiang analyzed: "You asked Brother Jia Jin to help appraise the paintings, return the treasures, and let him let people carry the machine into the Forbidden City? Then he doesn't have the ability."

"It's okay to make a small fuss," Zhu Jiajin thought carefully: "The key point is, I guess Xiao Jiang wants to go to the palace to shoot this advertisement?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room looked at Jiang Shan.

"This is just a dream of mine," Jiang Shan actually wanted to do: "If, I mean if possible, of course the best effect would be to go into the palace to shoot."

"Yes," Yu Sigui nodded along: "If it could be a golden palace, it would be perfect."

"The Golden Palace is a place for ceremonies," Jiang Shan said, "I can't afford it. I just want a palace where I can host banquets."

Chen Peisi has stayed in Yanjing for so long and has never cared about these things: "Is there any difference?"

Zhu Jiajin: “Of course there is a difference.”

"Then..." Chen Peisi touched the back of her head: "Actually, it doesn't matter, as long as it's a palace, you can't squat outside to eat!"

"That's not necessarily the case," Zhu Jiajin said in a popular education: "There are many ministers eating on the steps of the Forbidden City, but here, not everyone can squeeze in!"

Huang Yongyu felt that since the conversation had come to this point, he simply tried his best: "Then tell me which palace you can let Jiang Shan enter for filming?"

Jiang Shan quickly tried to ask: "Baohe Hall?"

Zhu Jiajin’s eyes widened: “The Baohe Hall is equivalent to the banquet hall of the Great Hall of the People.”

Jiang Shan: "Zhonghe Hall?"

Zhu Jiajin: “The lounge of the Great Hall of the People.”

Jiang Shan: "No matter how hard it is, the Yangxin Palace will be successful!"

Huang Yongyu: "I can't give in anymore. If I do, I'll leave the Meridian Gate."

Zhu Jiajin: "..."

At this time, Wang Shixiang spoke: "Okay, you guys, don't force Professor Zhu. He is actually just asking the girl to get the key, and he doesn't take charge of the house."

"It's better to use the girl," Huang Yongyu asked: "Diao Nu dares to deceive the master, does he dare?"

"I definitely don't dare," said the considerate Wang Shixiang, "Those like me who have settled down have no choice but to live an honest life without having any opinions!"

"Don't dare, don't dare," Zhu Jiajin smiled and waved his hands: "Xiao Jiang, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you with your wish."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Shan didn't want to embarrass Zhu Jiajin: "Didn't I just say that this is just a dream of mine."

"That's right," Chen Peisi said with a smile: "Just like what was sung in the previous opera, endless delicacies to eat and endless money to spend are all talk in dreams. Where can I find such good things."

"Having said that," Huang Yongyu said, "you still have to have dreams, no matter how old you are."

"I love hearing what you say," Jiang Shan said, "What if the dream comes true? How beautiful it would be!"

"Yes, no matter how many years it takes, it is possible to realize your dream,"

After saying that, Huang Yongyu also lit a match: "Brother Shixiang, what about... tell me your wish too!"

"What's my wish?" Wang Shixiang said in her heart, it was something she had been looking forward to: "Don't tell me, I really have a wish that has been buried for many years. I was only 35 years old that year..."

Chen Peisi: "Are you sixty this year?"

"I am already sixty-six this year," Wang Shixiang waved his hand and said: "Thirty years ago, I was still working for Gubo. One day, Mr. Zhu Qiqian came to find me..."

Huang Yongyu gave a concise introduction: "Before Mr. Zhu made the suggestion, there were no green trees on the roads in Yanjing City."

Wang Shixiang: "There are no green belts on both sides of the moat."

Worried that everyone did not understand, Zhu Jiajin said something else:

"Mr. Zhu Qiqian is a rare architect. Yuan Shikai and Feng Guozhang both treated him with great courtesy. After the founding of New China, Premier Zhou personally extended an invitation to him: to move to Yanjing and participate in national construction."

Seeing everyone nodding their heads, Wang Shixiang continued:

"After I went there that day, Mr. Zhu brought out an ancient book "Painting (Modification) Record" that he had printed, and asked me to use my working conditions in the Forbidden City to spend some time analyzing and annotating the book."

"The book "Painting Decorations" was originally a lacquer classic written by two famous craftsmen in the Ming Dynasty, Huang Cheng and Yang Ming.

Due to its long history and many academic terms, it is difficult for ordinary people to interpret it.

What is even more regrettable is that this is the only surviving monograph on ancient lacquer craftsmanship in our country, but only a single copy is available in Japan.

After many twists and turns, Zhu Lao lent this book to the owner of the Japanese Shoulu Hall and copied it back.

After that, he searched for a suitable commentator for this book, but unfortunately he never got it."

Jiang Shan understood: "Until he met you?"

"Yes," Wang Shixiang nodded slowly:

"Since receiving the commission from Mr. Zhu in the winter of 1949, I have visited all the old painters in Yanjing City for this book.

Not to mention libraries, museums and the like.

In addition to Yanjing City, I also visited all the temples and ancient houses in several surrounding provinces and cities."

"Don't call it an ancient temple," Zhu Jiajin recalled:

"When I first got this book back, the families around us were going crazy. He would go to his house every day to ask the elders about the knowledge or legends of lacquerware, and he would take everything home with lacquer stains on it. Let’s do some research.”

Huang Yongyu: "Later, after he had thoroughly studied it and practiced his craftsmanship every day, he would have to refresh it for you as long as he saw any scratches on the patent leather."

"lacquerware?"

Chen Peisi and other young intellectuals became more and more confused as they listened: "Does this stuff still need research?"

Seeing some people raising questions, Liu Xiaoqing couldn't help it: "Is there still a need to write annotations?"

After hearing this, several old intellectuals felt the importance of publishing this book even more.

"The paint we are talking about is not the same thing as the paint from the chemical sales department," Huang Yongyu said and looked at Jiangshan:

"Xiao Jiang, do you still remember what I asked you before?"

"Remember," Jiang Shan knew what he wanted to say: "Japan, which represents Japan in English, actually means lacquerware."

Huang Yongyu nodded: "And this lacquerware, the national utensil that Japan is proud of, was actually passed down from our country."

At this moment, Yu Sigui already knew what the "lacquer" the other party was talking about was: "Japan also comes from China?"

"Of course," Huang Yongyu looked at everyone and said, "Lacquer ware appeared in our country as early as 7,000 years ago."

Wang Shixiang: "Have you ever heard of the story of buying a casket and returning pearls? Everyone in the world laughs at the person who returns the pearls, but they don't know that this person is the most knowledgeable person. According to the inference of the era in which he lived, the box containing jewelry in the "buying a casket for pearls",

It should be a paint box."
To be continued...
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