"Commissioner Kim. I know what you're capable of. I also know that you have to protect the reputation of your Mainland Forbidden City. ”

"But I'll tell you. You've mistaken your wishful thinking. ”

"It doesn't matter if you're playing the family card. None of this will work for me, an old immortal. ”

"Today, I give up this old life, and I have to fight with you. ”

The words of cutting gold and iron came out of Chen Liang's mouth in the twilight, with a thick sadness, and a hoarse and heavy hiss with a touch of hideousness.

"Don't look at you anywhere else. Here, this is your Wujiang, here is your Waterloo. ”

"Today is the day of your defeat. ”

Chen Liang raised his cane and pointed at Jin Feng and shouted hatefully, "Just compare your things." I don't believe you can win me. ”

"Fast snow and sunny time post, sacrifice nephew manuscript, cold food post!"

"You're right!"

Chen Liang spoke out, and no one at the scene dared to speak. Everyone was cold to Jin Feng with the same hatred, quietly waiting for Jin Feng's reply.

You didn't take out a calligraphy collection at all, your calligraphy is your weakness.

What are you doing to fight us?!

Jin Feng sat steadily on the chair, facing the sissy on the opposite side, who usually wants to eat people, and said softly: "Then let's start?"

Looking at Jin Feng's appearance of being a hanger, Chen Liang suddenly became angry and shouted loudly: "Please!"

Jin Feng slowly snuffed out the cigarette butt, slowly changed the backpack into a satchel, and pulled it away with a thud.

In an instant, the people on the scene were startled, and their nerves immediately tightened to the tightest. His eyes were fixed on Jin Feng's hand.

But they were disappointed.

Jin Feng took out a cup from his bag, put it aside, and took out the frozen oolong that the Zou people gave him.

Just when a group of people secretly breathed a long sigh, Jin Feng, who was busy with his head down, whispered a sentence.

"The pipeline is inscribed, and Zhao Mengfu is handwritten. I nong. ”

"The true work of Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty. Shengyuan post. Remnants. ”

"Ouyang Xun. Qinzhou one-day post. Authentic. ”

Jin Feng's voice was soft, but crisp.

Every word is connected in a string, just like the tide on the Qiantang River, the sea and the sky are rolling in.

When they arrived at the rock wall, there was a loud sound, and the turbidity waves swept out of the sky, blowing up people's souls.

However, that's not all.

The names of those posters and the author's name set off monstrous waves in everyone's hearts out of thin air, smashing on everyone's body wave after wave, beating everyone's liver and gall.

Hearing these books and the author's name, the sissies of the Treasure Island Branch widened their eyes and opened their mouths to become statues.

The old people in more than a dozen branches were trembling, their faces were agitated, and several of them were clutching their chests, their faces full of panic and excitement.

The big beauty Lixia looked at the silent and cold Jin Feng blankly, the most confused and confused look flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't help but bite her lip.

The three hand-written calligraphy posts mentioned by Jin Feng have never appeared in the world. No one had heard of it at all.

The things he reported were really shocking.

If it's true, then ...... That......

And Chen Liang, who was facing Jin Feng, was full of shock and disbelief, and his two confused and old eyes suddenly burst out with two incomparable rays of light, stabbing straight at Jin Feng's face.

Soar down.

Chen Liang stood up and shouted at Jin Feng: "Where did you come from?"

Jin Feng slowly lit another cigarette, took out the astronaut space cup and went to the tea bar to boil water. Without looking back, Manman said in a low voice.

"Personal confidential, no comment. ”

Burst!

Sizzle!

Yes!

Dry!

Everyone was suddenly filled with righteous indignation, their eyes were cracked, and their eyes were red and they wanted to tear Jin Feng apart. But my heart is as itchy and uncomfortable as a cat scratch, and I am so anxious that I can't do it.

If these three Dharma scripts are true, it will be terrifying, really super super terrifying.

Ouyang Xun's authentic handiwork, there is only one in the world, which is from Dunhuang. And that's still questionable. There are no collection stamps, just fragments.

Li Yu's authentic handiwork is only one in the world, which is also doubtful.

The doubtful authenticity of Li Yu is also in the Treasure Island Ancient Bo Branch.

The authentic handwriting of the doubtful handwriting is not a single one, but is connected to the "First Snow of the River Journey" by Zhao Gan, also a painter of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

"Zhao Ganzuo, a student of Jiangxing Chuxue Painting Academy". A total of 11 words.

This is Li Yu's doubtful true handiwork.

The calligraphy method is introverted, dignified and dignified with the pen, and there is quite a legacy of Liu Gongquan. The great master Qi Gong personally verified the authentic work of Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Needless to say, the name of the launch is almost the same as that of Xia Ding. The difference is that he has no archaeological excavations.

There are still many people who recognize what he has researched. But just based on these eleven words, it is too arbitrary to determine that he is Li Yu's handwriting.

However, if a brilliant and top-level figure like Li Yu does not have a handwritten handwriting in the world, it would be a very unfortunate thing.

Many people acquiesce to this fact.

Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy doesn't matter, there are still so many genuine pieces in the world, all of which are handed down to the world.

However, this adds the title of pipe rise, that is...... It's unique in the world.

Who is Pipe Liter?

The most famous battle in the history of Shenzhou, he only got married at the age of twenty-six.

At the age of twenty-six in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, all women of the same age became grandmothers.

Top 10 female calligraphers in the history of China. The author of "My Nong Ci", who has cried blind countless girls and boys, and even Li Yunlong has been moved to a mess.

She and Mrs. Wei Shuowei, a female calligrapher of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, are known as the two ladies of the calligraphy world in the history of China.

Who is Mrs. Wei?

Wang Xizhi's master.

If what Jin Feng said is not false, then ...... That...... I can't imagine it.

Everyone's blood was bubbling open, and their brains were shocked.

Waiting for the water to boil and come back, Jin Feng sat alone in the chair again. He crossed Erlang's legs, held the ashtray in his hand, and said softly, "I forgot to ask." ”

"Who is the referee in this game?"

"I think we can pronounce a sentence. ”

Jin Feng's careless, cynical, and stinky appearance immediately angered everyone.

"Humph!"

The ninety-six-year-old Chen Liang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at his eyes, and scolded in pain: "God's eyes are golden." You don't brag to me!"

"You're ...... You ragged ...... Ah, just one mouth can try to fool us?"

"You've miscalculated. ”

"Don't I know about you yet?"

"I ...... I'm telling you, your trick is called repelling rather than scaring off. It is also called the empty city plan. ”

"You don't call in front of me! I'm not Sima Yi. ”

As soon as they heard this, everyone suddenly came to their senses. Countless people hate the mud pills in their chests.

Wang Zhisong slapped his thigh fiercely and shouted: "Commissioner Jin, you are too much, you are really super ambiguous...... You can't afford to lose, you can't afford to lose......"

The others shouted along with them: "You can't afford to lose, you can't afford to lose......"

Jin Feng was not moved at all, took a sip of the fragrant and dry Yipin Frozen Top Oolong, raised his arm to look at the time, and gently pulled the bag across his knees, making a fuss and tossing.

The treasure island sissies don't say anything else, but they are very imposing when they shout slogans. The voice was neatly lined up with the raising of arms and chanting, turning the restoration office into a stage for criticizing Jin Feng.

At this moment, Jin Feng took out something from his bag, took it in his hand, looked at it, put it aside, and began to figure out in the bag again.

Chen Liang, who was sneering, unconsciously glanced at the things on the table, and suddenly sighed.

"The light of that thing seems to be...... It seems to be Su Ma Liqing?"

"It seems to be a depiction of Yongle blue and white. ”

"Shhhh

Suddenly, Chen Liang was shocked and quietly stretched his neck.

At this moment, Lixia also noticed the hand cup, and couldn't help but step forward to support her grandfather, and her jade face showed a touch of surprise.

"Grandpa. It seems to be a Yongle blue and white hand cup?!"

At the moment when the two of them were shocked, Jin Feng took out another thing, looked at it, shook his head and put it aside.

As soon as that thing came out, Chen Liang and Lixia suddenly opened their mouths wide and couldn't close anymore.

"Wrong gold and silver dragon hook. With an inscription?"

"This is from the Western Zhou?"

"Oh my God!"

Before the grandfather and grandson could recover from the shock, Jin Feng suddenly laughed, slowly took out a brocade box and nodded.

When he saw this brocade box, Chen Liang suddenly had an ominous premonition, and he couldn't help but tremble a few times, and his breathing began to become short.

As one of the few great grandmaster-level masters in Shenzhou, how could Chen Liang not recognize the origin of this brocade box.

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