At the same time, in the private room on the third floor, three people gathered around the table.

Murong Chou unfolded the scroll, which was a landscape painting.

"This is my grandson's painstaking efforts to get it, Tang Yin's paintings, imitating Li Tang landscapes, spent a lot of money, Lao Yun, today is your birthday, I brought it to you to open your eyes, otherwise, you will never see Tang Yin's true works in your life." ”

Yun Changzhi's heart is itching to listen, his collection is innumerable, but there are no works by Tang Yin.

This person is one of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River in the Ming Dynasty, in addition to being proficient in poetry and writing, painting is also a must, whether it is landscapes, figures, or flowers and birds, all exquisite.

It's a pity that he had a rough life and died young, and there are not many works handed down.

"Yes, it is indeed Tang Yin's technique, Song Li, you can also take a look!" Yun Changzhi held a magnifying glass and looked back and forth several times.

Song Li frowned and looked at it carefully.

In this painting, the mountain is extremely majestic, the mountains and rocks are steep, the trees are thick and shady in the distance, and the breeze and spring are flying in the distance, which looks ethereal and clear.

The picture is moist and clean, full of bookish atmosphere, making people feel a majestic atmosphere.

Although the painting is excellent and the old painting is also very successful, unfortunately, this is a fake painting, not Tang Yin's work at all.

"The painting is a good painting, but if it is said that it is Tang Yin's authentic work, I dare not agree. Song Li smiled.

"Boy, what do you mean, you said that my grandson bought it back for 100 million yuan, this is impossible, this is a work that has been sold at the auction house in the United States, you don't know how to pretend to understand, how can this be a fake. ”

Murong Chou was very unhappy, and continued: "There is not only the vigorous backbone of the Southern Song Dynasty ink in the painting, but also the ethereal and elegantness of the dancing lines in the brushwork. ”

Yun Changzhi was also a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Song Li, I didn't say you, this time you really lost your eyes, this is definitely the real thing, and there will be nothing wrong with the payment." ”

"Old Mr. Murong, Uncle Yun, listen to me first!"

Song Li smiled and said slowly.

Four years ago, there was a treasure appreciation program, and a girl brought a piece of Tang Yin's work to the stage, claiming that it was his authentic handiwork.

The experts on the scene were not convinced at first, but after identification, they unanimously agreed that it was genuine.

This work is the Pine Cliff Farewell Picture, which was later auctioned for a high price of 71 million, which is also the highest price for Tang Yin's work recorded in the world.

"Mr. Murong, your grandson spent 100 million, most likely to fool you, even if this painting is genuine, it is worth 10 million at most, not to mention that the fraud is so obvious, I think it is at most 30,000 or 50,000 to buy it back. ”

Yun Changzhi was stunned on the spot, looking left and right, and couldn't see any flaws.

Murong Chou was even more angry, and shouted: "Boy, just open your mouth and come, even if this painting is not worth 100 million, then you can tell me, this painting is fake there, I have been studying the ancient for so many years, don't you have this eyesight, it's better for you to be a hairy boy!"

Murong Chou has a great temper, firstly, he was deceived by his grandson, and secondly, he couldn't hold his face.

"Old Mr. Murong, although you are a master, you, like Uncle Yun, should not know about ancient paintings, let alone Tang Yin!"

Song Li had a faint smile and a calm demeanor.

Murong Chou was said by Song Li, his old face turned red, he really didn't understand calligraphy and painting, let alone Tang Yin, but he had just heard about the consistent techniques of Ming Dynasty painters.

"Song Li, what the hell is going on, what do you say!" Yun Changzhi was anxious.

"Uncle Yun, Mr. Murong, Tang Yin had a rough life, he was the first in the exam, but because he was implicated in a fraud case, he was not allowed to be an official for the rest of his life, and he was always just a Xie Yuan throughout his life, so his bell seal is Nanjing Xie Yuan, you are looking at this painting. ”

Yun Changzhi and Murong Chou looked at Lingyin, four words, Nanjing champion, the difference between one word and a thousand miles.

"Mr. Murong, maybe your grandson bought it too quickly, and the counterfeiter didn't proofread it carefully, and hurriedly left the bell mark of the champion, unfortunately, this is fake. ”

Murong Chou's face was extremely ugly, Song Li was right, this painting was indeed a temporary gift from his grandson Murong Qiushui on his birthday a few days ago.

is a good Murong Qiushui, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he deceived the company of 100 million.

The atmosphere was obviously a little awkward, and Yun Changzhi didn't know what to say, but at this moment, there was a quick knock on the door.

"Mr. Yun, your nephew and someone are fighting, go down and take a look. ”

When Song Li heard this, he secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly got up and rushed downstairs.

As soon as he walked to the first floor, he saw Xu Yang doing it, Bai Feng was half-kneeling on the ground, and blood was constantly dripping from his forehead.

The other man looked cheap, grabbing Wu Shu's hair, and Yun Xiaotian, smiling, moving his muscles and bones.

Song Li had a calm face and slowly walked towards the three of them.

When Wu Shu saw him, she snorted and said with a smile: "My boss is here, you are dead." ”

Murong Qiushui grabbed Wu Shu and looked at Song Li.

"This is your boss, like a sick ghost, just a waste like him, I don't need to do it, I can solve it with one hand. ”

Murong Qiushui was not ashamed, but Yun Xiaotian was shocked.

The boss of these two people turned out to be Song Li, lying in the groove, the water washed the Dragon King Temple, Xu Yang and Murong Qiushui really didn't know what to do, and they actually provoked Song Li.

In Yun Xiaotian's heart, friends are divided into two categories, Xu Yang and Murong Qiushui are the first category, wine and meat friends, pig friends and dog friends.

Song Li is the second category, a friend worth befriending, but unfortunately, although he has a unique vision, he injured his lungs and couldn't do it.

Yun Xiaotian didn't know that Song Li had recovered from his injury, and he was still hesitating whether to persuade peace, but he saw Song Li's footsteps calm and sonorous.

Is he already well?

Yun Xiaotian was a little embarrassed and couldn't advance or retreat.

Song Li didn't call himself, he clearly had opinions about himself, and now he couldn't figure out what he meant, so it was better to stay still.

"I'll count three times, let me go, and then apologize to them!" Song Li said in a deep voice.

Murong Qiushui sneered: "What are you, you can put it if you say it, I want to be shameless, figure it out, this is Haicheng, you don't have the right to speak,"

"One, two, three!"

"Damn, you really fucking count, come on, I won't let go even if you count to a hundred, if you have the ability, take people away by yourself, don't stand like a fool!"

Murong Qiushui provoked in every way, and Song Li suddenly sprinted forward, extremely fast.

Before he could react, there was a sharp pain in his knee, and the whole person involuntarily fell to the ground.

There was a snap and another slap in the face.

"I told you, I'll only give you three seconds!"

Murong Qiushui was completely stunned, he had never been beaten like this, and shouted at the top of his throat: "You dare to beat me, do you know who I am, do you know that my brother is Yun Xiaotian of the Yun family!"

Yun Xiaotian stood aside, angry.

As soon as Song Li made a move, he knew that he had guessed correctly, and he was indeed recovered.

It's a little hard now, and he doesn't know how to end it, these two idiots are really more than successful.

Song Li sighed and pointed to Yun Xiaotian.

"Bai Feng is my little brother, these two wastes can't be his opponents, you must have done it, did you come over to apologize yourself, or wait for me to make a move!" Song Li's tone was not good.

As soon as Song Li opened his mouth, the audience was shocked.

All the guests talked about it, and the scene instantly became lively.

"That's the young master of the Yun family, this person actually made him apologize in public. ”

"No, this person is crazy, Young Master Yun knows kung fu, and there are so many subordinates, how can he be an opponent alone. ”

"Look, Second Master Yun is also here, let's see how he ends. ”

Not long after, several more security guards surrounded him, all holding batons in their hands, and the situation was obviously unfavorable to Song Li.

Seeing that there were many people, Xu Yang became bolder, took a step forward, and stood beside Yun Xiaotian.

", you are very hanging, you dare to ask us Xiaotian to apologize, I advise you to obediently kneel and beg for mercy, otherwise, you can't take care of yourself if you are careful of Xiaotian. ”

Xu Yang was triumphant, there were clouds and clouds, and he was not afraid of anyone.

Several security guards were holding sticks and were eager to try, but Yun Xiaotian had a calm face and waved his hand to stop it.

He lowered his head, took a step, and walked towards Song Li.

A fierce battle is imminent, and everyone is holding their breath.

Yun Xiaotian is notoriously short-tempered, this person doesn't know whether to live or die to provoke, and he is definitely tired of life.

It's a pity that today is Second Master Yun's birthday, I'm afraid I'm going to see blood.

"Brother Li, I'm sorry, it's me who is not good, I shouldn't have beaten your subordinates, please punish you, and, don't get me wrong, these two fools are not my brothers. ”

Yun Xiaotian suddenly bowed and bent over, his attitude extremely sincere.