After finishing business, Liu Shun put away the porcelain jar.

"This object has also been discussed by the Liu family, and when the exhibition is over, it will be given to it!" Liu Shun said, it seemed that there was no pity at all.

However, Zhou Tian is the first time to see Yuan Qinghua, although in the blue and white porcelain he felt the vigorous power of the source, but he did not see one and draw one, if it was really like that, he got cheap not to say, but it was a pity that it was a good antique.

A gentleman has something to do and something not to do, and he still has his own principles.

After the two talked a few more words about Yuan Qinghua, Liu Shun talked about the topic to the previous International Calligraphy and Painting Festival.

"The matter of those two paintings last time, I know in my heart how you and Bai Yi did it, but you can't just throw the real and fake brains on it, you don't care, after Imura Qian went back, there has been no news, you still discuss it with Bai Yi, how to deal with this matter!" Liu Shun said.

Only then did Zhou Tian remember that he was patronizing to avoid trouble, how could he forget such an important matter?

"Okay, I'm going to go to Baiyi, I can't come back with good things, and we still have a fake ourselves as the real thing!" Zhou Tiandao.

Liu Shun didn't keep him, and let him go to find Song Baiyi.

Sure enough, Song Baiyi was hurriedly thinking of a way at home.

At the beginning, Zhou Tian asked him to take the earliest stone carving book and make a stealing beam to change the column, but what now?

Both of them were at the Kyoto Museum of Art, but the stone carving he had taken out could not be taken out again.

In such a hurry, I thought of Zhou Tian, but Zhou Tian went to the Northeast and couldn't come back for a while.

Song Baiyi didn't think about a phone call to recruit him back, so he just waited for him to come back.

And he pretended to be in his heart, and he didn't notice that his sister Song Xiaolei hadn't appeared for a long time.

On the way to Song's house on Sunday, he called Song Baiyi, but Song Baiyi was so happy that he hurriedly asked him to come over to discuss.

When I arrived at Song's house, I was just in time for lunch, and Zhou Tian was not polite, so I mixed up lunch at Song's house.

During this period, the uncle of the Song family was full of praise for Zhou Tian.

"I've heard Changqing say it, well done! I should teach that wolf ambition a hard lesson, happy!" Uncle Song is so old, when he talks about this matter, he is more angry than young people.

After eating, Song Baiyi took Zhou Tian back to his house.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Baiyi pulled Zhou Tian to the table and sat down.

"Zhou Tian, let me tell you, the last time the "Confucius Xingjiao Portrait" ......" As soon as Song Baiyi spoke, Zhou Tian interrupted him with a smile.

"Don't worry, didn't I come?" Zhou Tian said with a smile, "Where are these paintings now?"

"On my fifth uncle's side!" Song Baiyi said.

"Then what are you waiting for? We'll go now, anyway, the painting is still brought in my name!" Zhou Tian said.

Song Baiyi nodded again and again, "I'm really concerned about chaos, then let's go!"

"Don't worry, do you still have one? Bring another one! No matter how you say it, you can't miss one, and it will still be difficult to explain when the time comes!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Song Baiyi slapped his head and took another scroll from his bookcase.

"Although this one is not as early as that one, it can be regarded as genuine, do you think it's okay?" Song Baiyi said.

Zhou Tian saw it with just a glance, the one Song Baiyi took was no worse than the previous one, at most it was almost a year.

"Okay! go!" Zhou Tian didn't talk nonsense, and went out of the house with a scroll with Song Baiyi.

Driving the car, the two went straight to the Kyoto Academy of Calligraphy and Painting.

After the last art festival, Song Changqing got the affirmation and praise from above, and he was looking at the things on the shelves.

This art festival not only extinguished Imura's provocation, but also harvested a lot of cherished national treasures that were left behind.

These things are placed here for the time being, and when they are ready, a large press conference will be held to officially announce the official entry of these national treasures into the National Museum.

What he is looking at now is the "Confucius Teachings Map", and he has been looking at it for more than two hours with a magnifying glass, and he doesn't know how tired he is.

When Zhou Tian and Song Baiyi came, his assistant called him out of the layers of safety doors.

"Fifth uncle!" Zhou Tian and Song Baiyi stepped forward to salute.

"Zhou Tian, you're here! Great! I'm studying the portrait you sent!" Song Changqing said with a smile and let the two of them into the office.

Song Changqing's office is very large, except for the desk that must be used for office, most of it is occupied by bookcases and calligraphy and painting works.

A large landscape ink painting behind the desk made Zhou Tian's eyes light up.

It's not that the painting is antique with a halo, but it gives him a sense of open-mindedness and high-spiritedness.

"Good painting!" Zhou Tian exclaimed sincerely.

"Hehe......" Song Changqing smiled.

Song Baiyi also said with a smile: "This is my fifth uncle's most proud work, and it is also his famous work!"

"Sure enough, there is everyone's demeanor!" Zhou Tiandao, "I'm a layman who doesn't understand, and I feel proud when I look at it!"

"Sit down!" Song Changqing smiled and pointed at Zhou Tian, letting the two of them sit, "I don't have a tea table here, if you want to drink tea, we can go downstairs, there is a special tea room there!"

"Fifth uncle, don't be busy, we're not here to have tea with you today!" Zhou Tian hurriedly said.

"Oh, that's something looking for me! Tell me, what do you need Uncle Five's help with?"

"It's not a big deal, isn't it the last art festival?" Zhou Tiandao.

Song Baiyi also reminded on the side, "Fifth uncle, the "Confucius Xingjiao Statue" and the demon knife belong to Zhou Tian!"

"Oh oh oh, yes, yes, haha! I've been studying it every day for the past few days, and I almost forgot it, haha!" Song Changqing smiled, "Are you going to take it back or ......" Song Changqing asked tentatively.

Zhou Tian and Song Baiyi had discussed it before they came, so Zhou Tian smiled slightly when he heard Song Changqing's words.

"Fifth uncle, if you have something to say, just say it!"

"Then you're welcome!" Song Changqing was very satisfied with Zhou Tian's attitude, "These two things of yours are rare and precious national treasures for the country, do you plan to donate them to the country?"

Song Changqing did not say anything about the state acquisition, because he knew that Zhou Tian was not short of money.

Zhou Tian nodded, "Don't hide it from Fifth Uncle, I came today to tell you about this matter! I plan to donate these two things for free, but it's just ......."

"It's just what?" Song Changqing was a little nervous, Zhou Tian wouldn't be going to change his hexagram, right?

"It's just that the two works are a little flawed, because they were brought to the exhibition not long after they got their hands, and the little nephew can still get some repair techniques, I think, repair the two objects well before taking them out, so as not to let the state pay for them to repair them when the time comes!" Zhou Tian said.

Song Changqing's eyes lit up, "You still have this kind of ability? Buddha is fortunate to be like this!"

Zhou Tian nodded without blushing and heartbeat, "My master has never let me be too ostentatious, so everyone is not very clear!"

"Your master did the right thing!" Song Changqing nodded, "Then let's do it! I'll have someone send two things over later, do you plan to repair them here or take them back?"

Zhou Tian and Song Baiyi glanced at each other, and Song Baiyi said: "Fifth uncle, let's find a quiet room here, I also want to learn from Zhou Tian!"

"There is no problem with this!" Song Changqing wished that Zhou Tian would stay in the calligraphy and painting academy to do this, if he could, he also wanted to arrange a few more people to study.

Soon, however, his idea was dispelled.

"Fifth Uncle, my craftsman said that it can't be leaked easily, so I still understand Fifth Uncle, when the time comes, the quiet room only needs me and Bai Yi to be enough!" Zhou Tiandao.

Song Changqing personally arranged, and the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting immediately took action, and in the room next to Song Changqing where the artwork was stored, a big case was placed for Zhou Tian and Song Baiyi.

This really saved Zhou Tian and Song Baiyi a lot of tongue.

"Zhou Tian!" Song Changqing said a little embarrassed, "I have a reluctant request, I don't know if you can do a little favor?"

"Fifth Uncle, what is there to say to us?" Zhou Tian seemed to see what Song Changqing wanted to say, "Do you want me to help fix something?"

"It's not me!" Song Changqing saw that Zhou Tian was exquisite, so he said bluntly, "It's the museum, after the art festival, there are a lot of returned national treasures that are still stored in us, because the museum has to sort out the places for exhibition, but I'm afraid that when the time comes, I will find some damage or something like that, so I want you to help take a look!"

"No problem!" Zhou Tian agreed, this matter was simply too simple for him.

In this way, from the beginning of arranging the ashram today, Zhou Tian and Song Baiyi began the so-called restoration of the items to be donated.

Today, because the time is too short, if you do something unexpected for fear of causing trouble, Zhou Tian and Song Baiyi went home first after rubbing inside for a while.

The next day, Zhou Tian and Song Baiyi came to the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting early, and everyone greeted them warmly when they saw them.

Song Changqing had been waiting in the office for a long time.

After Zhou Tian and Song Baiyi said hello to Song Changqing, they entered the quiet room together.

After closing the door, Song Baiyi asked Zhou Tian, "Is there no problem?"

"Don't worry! There are some things that I haven't told you too much before, and today I will let you see what it is, witness the moment of miracle!" Zhou Tian joked.

Yesterday he had already brought a scroll, which was now on the table, and Zhou Tian took it and hung it with the one that Imura Qian had brought before, and the one he and Song Baiyi had brought with him later.

"Look at it!" Zhou Tian raised his eyebrows at Song Baiyi and raised his hand to probe over.

I didn't see how Zhou Tian did it, he rubbed this one for a while, and then touched the other one, and then he took a step back and made a gesture to Song Baiyi.

Song Baiyi looked at the past suspiciously, first glanced back and forth roughly, then looked at Zhou Tian with wide eyes, picked up the magnifying glass on the table, and looked at the two paintings carefully.

"Oh my God, Zhou Tian, how did you do it?" Song Baiyi put down the magnifying glass and asked in surprise after a while.

"And what!" Zhou Tianxian didn't say, but walked to the hanging "Jizo Bodhisattva Lectures on the Faces of All Living Beings".

Song Baiyi looked at Zhou Tian, only to see that he stretched out his hand again to grab the edge of the painting, and he didn't see how to move, the whole painting seemed to be different.

Song Baiyi almost thought that his eyes were dazzled, and he took a few steps to take a closer look.

"It's incredible!" Song Baiyi exclaimed, "It's incredible! Zhou Tian, are you a human or a ghost? How can you be like magic, and if you touch it, you can turn a fake into a real thing?"

"It's originally genuine, how can you change it? It's just a trick, and it's a long story!" Zhou Tiandao.

"No, no, no, to make a long story short, how did you do it with this hand?" Song Baiyi hurriedly stopped Zhou Tian's tirade.

"Bai Yi, I regard you and Xiaoshu as brothers, and I shouldn't have hidden it from you in the first place!" Zhou Tian suddenly said.

Song Baiyi also felt that Zhou Tian's next words were very important, "Zhou Tian, if what you want to say is very important, we can keep it for the time being, and when the matter here is over, we will find a place to talk about it carefully!"

Zhou Tian nodded, feeling that it was indeed inappropriate to say that the occasion was inappropriate now.

"Okay, then let's take a look at the other things first!" Zhou said.

Fortunately, the national treasures returned from the outside world are basically well preserved, and there is nothing that needs to be restored.

Only that demon knife, the scabbard is a little stained, and after a little cleaning, there is no problem.

The two worked hard for two days, and finally completed the task, and left the calligraphy and painting academy under the fiery eyes of Song Changqing and a group of people from the painting and calligraphy academy.