Chapter 936 [Scroll]
"Pojun, what do you think of this scroll?" Yang Gongming asked.
Yang Pojun was puzzled, but he still looked at the landscape painting carefully.
"The brushwork is elegant, but the layout is quite meticulous, and the details have their own style. From the perspective of color and signature, it is at least a masterpiece of the Song and Ming Dynasties, and it is a good painting," Yang Pojun said.
Yang Gongming smiled, "That's right. You can judge the age of this painting from the color and signature. It seems that you have put in a lot of effort."
"Father asked me to study extensively, and never dared to forget," Yang Pojun said seriously.
Yang Gongming nodded, "That's right... I'm also pleased that you have always listened to me like this."
Yang Pojun felt a little weird, but he didn't ask much.
"Can you see the fisherman sailing on the water in that painting?" Yang Gongming asked.
Yang Pojun took a closer look at the pole fisherman outlined with a few strokes, and said, "This fisherman...is there something special about the brushwork?"
Yang Gongming didn't answer, but asked instead: "Do you know who this fisherman is?"
Yang Pojun thought about it, frowned for a while, and said: "Father, this question is quite mysterious, so please forgive me for not being able to figure it out."
"It's you."
Yang Gongming said lightly.
"I?"
Yang Pojun froze in place, a little unable to believe what he heard.
Yang Gongming nodded and sighed: "Po Jun, you know that this painting is actually a fake that I asked an old friend to copy. The real one is not this one."
Yang Pojun opened his tiger eyes wide, "But... But Father, didn't you just say..."
"I said that you can judge from the color and signature, but I didn't say that your judgment is correct." Yang Gongming laughed.
Yang Pojun was stunned again, indeed, Yang Gongming didn't say whether he was right or not!
"Pojun, let me tell you, it's my comfort that you can listen to me... But do you know how much I look forward to the day when you don't listen to me... That way, I will be even more happy?" Yang Gong Ming earnestly patted his son on the shoulder.
Yang Pojun looked bewildered, and asked in a daze: "Why...why?"
"A son who listens to his father is certainly a good son, but he will definitely not be a good enough son.
If he blindly only obeys his father, it is tantamount to saying that this son has not walked out of the path he chose.
Since he has been walking on the same path as his father, what is the difference between him and his father? What can it do to promote the future of a family? "
Yang Gongming said earnestly and sincerely: "You have always listened to me since you were a child, and you are very precocious.
You have always regarded yourself as the successor of the Yang family, the eldest son and grandson of our Yang family, and the only heir.
In your heart, you want to be the best, and you have to let people outside see the majesty of our Yang family. You must lead by example and treat everything with strict self-discipline..."
Yang Pojun suddenly raised his head, "Isn't that right!? Father! Is that the reason why you refuse to admit me!?"
"No, that's right." Yang Gongming said with a smile: "If you say you are wrong, it is because you put your life on a fixed track before it even started."
Yang Pojun listened blankly, his face turning pale.
"You never thought of disobeying me, you never thought my choice was wrong.
Even, before I could make a decision, you sent your own flesh and blood, Yang Chen, to the orphanage...
You think that the Yang family is going to do everything for the benefit of the family."
"Father!" Yang Pojun gritted his teeth, "Could it be that... if it was you, wouldn't you do it!?"
Yang Gongming smiled wryly: "Yes...I will do that..."
"Then why..."
"But that's wrong!"
Yang Pojun was stunned.
Yang Gongming sighed and said, "You did make the same choice as I would. But that doesn't mean that you and I are both right.
Do you know that after losing my eldest grandson, I have woken up in the middle of the night and had nightmares for the past twenty years...
I kept asking myself, if I didn't abandon Yang Chen back then, would I really not be able to get through the difficulties?
If the Yang family under my control needs to sacrifice a small newborn baby in order to preserve it, then what kind of family leader am I! ? "
A high-pitched question made Yang Pojun stagger back a step.
His face turned red and white, and his eyes were full of complexity.
Yan Sanniang who was not far away wiped the corners of her eyes sourly.
Yang Gongming's voice was hoarse, and he said with a sour smile: "Pojun, you know how much I wished that you were so brave to run in front of me and say that you must keep that child and let that child appear in our Yang family in a fair manner. On the genealogy...
Even if I would reject you at that time, I think I would, and put this family in your hands with peace of mind.
Because, even if you have to sacrifice your child for the sake of the overall situation, it is completely different if you have worked hard and completely compromised to give up.
If you don't even have the slightest thought of fighting against family etiquette, wouldn't you just be able to stick to the rules and be controlled by the rules instead of mastering the rules? "
"Dad...I..." Yang Pojun looked downcast, and he didn't know what to say.
Yang Gongming turned his head and said to the scroll: "I said you are the fisherman in this painting because, in your eyes, there is only that fixed river and the mountains between the banks.
You don't think that this world is just a picture scroll, and it's not even a treasure, it's just a fake.
The reason I let you learn widely is to let you broaden your thinking, not to be obsessed with the identity of the Yang family, and not to be obsessed with obsessions that are already dispensable.
But you, you interpreted my idea as really wanting you to study those antique calligraphy and paintings, and this is the end of the book..."
Yang Pojun clenched his fists, trembling.
"Father, doesn't it mean that Yang Chen won't care about those things... If that's the case, why would he go back to the Yang family!"
Yang Gongming continued: "Yang Chen, it's different from you and me..."
"Where is the difference..."
Yang Gongming smiled and said: "For Yang Chen, there are no so-called rules and iron laws in this world. In his eyes, painting is just painting, and the world is just a playground.
He overlooks the world, in his eyes, if he is an enemy, he will be killed, if he is friendly, then stay.
He doesn't think about whether this is in line with his reputation or his status. All he does is to follow his own heart, not the rules of this world. "
With that said, Yang Gongming pointed to the fisherman on the picture scroll, and said, "You are a fisherman who sails between mountains and rivers. But Yang Chen, just like us now, is standing outside the picture scroll, watching The outsider of it all.
The reason why I did not give you the position of Patriarch, but I am willing to pass it on to Yang Chen, is because your father and son and I did not do it, Yang Chen has already done it..."
"He just killed people indiscriminately! Bloody and brutal! Father, you actually called him so condescending!?" Yang Pojun asked unwillingly.
Yang Gongming shook his head and chuckled, "Don't forget, our Yang family are soldiers, and in the world of soldiers, there are either friendly troops or enemy troops.
There is no neutrality in this world, only interests.
Politicians in the government can choose to negotiate and negotiate again.
But we can only kill and be killed.
The Yang family doesn't need a Patriarch who protects the Yang family, that would only kill blood and waste time.
What the Yang family needs is a patriarch who wields a butcher knife for the family, so that the blade of the Yang family will always be filled with fishy blood..."
Yang Pojun stared blankly at his father for a long time.
In the end, there was a trace of regret in Yang Pojun's eyes, he smiled bitterly, and said, "Father, I'm still not reconciled, am I not your son... Even if I failed to meet your requirements, you taught me that, right? Is it?"
"That's why I never dared to tell you all this." Yang Gongming said painfully: "Because I can't escape the blame, I dare not hurt your self-esteem. But since you have asked so persistently, I must Give you a frank answer.
Po Jun, although your character is destined not to be the head of the Yang family, but as a father, you have never looked down on or disliked you. You did not disappoint your mother who left you. It was me who disappointed your mother and son..."
"Mother?" Yang Pojun sneered, "Since I can remember, I have never remembered such a woman. Father, if this is your decision, then I have nothing to say.
I am a useless son because I will not reject your choice. However, I also have my persistence, at least, I will not recognize Yang Chen as the master of this family! "
After finishing speaking, Yang Pojun was about to turn around and leave the room immediately.
But just as he was about to go out, he saw Guo Xuehua at the door, with a mixed expression on his face, staring at him intently. ! ~!