Chapter 102: The Library Pavilion

Bai Yun was browsing on the first floor, and he found that although most of the calligraphy and paintings in this library were imitations, they had both shapes and colors, and it was obvious that the copyists were also extremely attentive.

And this library also has ancient imitation of ancient calligraphy and painting, such as a picture of Wu Song fighting a tiger, in the Song Dynasty someone painted, and in the Qing Dynasty, an identical picture was presented.

Like this kind of calligraphy and painting, it also has a certain research value, after all, it is also an antique.

The library has a collection of ancient poems and songs, a wide variety, most of the works are processed by modern technology, and the appearance made is also antique.

"Su Dongpo's authentic works?" Bai Yun raised his eyebrows, these copies are a treasure for some people who are new to literature, but for Bai Yun, they are a little low-end.

The only thing that makes Bai Yun a little interested is Su Dongpo's authentic handiwork, antiques are not easy to preserve, let alone calligraphy and painting.

Bai Yun slowly came to the third floor, and when he looked closely, he found that the door on the third floor was facing a pair of words.

The words are vigorous and powerful, and each character is like a moving picture, making people feel as if they are in the scene.

At this moment, Su Yan led more than a dozen young talents to stand in front of the character screen, looking very intoxicated.

"It's worthy of Mr. Dongpo's authentic work, it's really embarrassing for us. Qian Duoduo said that although he did not specialize in literature, he did know a little bit about it, and he could see at a glance the difference between this genuine work and imitations.

Tu Keer raised her eyebrows, she was also slightly shocked, she had seen a lot of calligraphy and painting, but so far, she has not been so surprised.

Tang Tang was also surprised, she followed her grandfather, but she had also seen some authentic calligraphy and paintings, but all of them were broken and repaired, and the line of words in front of her was very well preserved.

For a while, the voices of admiration were endless, and Su Yan also looked extremely enjoyable.

Only Bai Yun at the gate showed a stunned expression, because he found that the authentic handwriting of Su Dongpo in this rumor was actually written by him hundreds of years ago.

Long before teaching Zhang Sanfeng's boxing method, the world was still peaceful, and the literati and ink artists grew explosively, and Bai Yun was infected by this, and he was also elegant.

He and Su Dongpo are also friends, on a full moon day, Bai Yun couldn't bear the itching of his hands, and wrote a pair of calligraphy and paintings based on Su Dongpo's notes.

At that time, Su Dongpo was extremely shocked, whether it was the stroke of the pen or the power of the pen, it was very consistent with his calligraphy, if it wasn't for Su Dongpo seeing Baiyun writing with his own eyes, and he was sure that he had never written such a text, otherwise even he would feel that the words written by Baiyun were written by himself.

As a symbol of friendship, Su Dongpo put Baiyun's calligraphy with his own seal.

Of course, these things have disappeared into the long river of history, and even ancient books have not recorded them.

Bai Yun was speechless, he wanted to see the true works of his old friend and come to remember Su Dongpo, but he didn't expect it to be written by himself.

"I don't know how the Su family preserved it, hundreds of years have passed, and it is not much different from the new one. Bai Yun frowned and said slowly.

Of course, it is impossible for Bai Yun to say this work in public, otherwise it will be to make trouble for the Su family, and even if he says it, no one will believe it.

The area of the third floor is not large, and not long after Bai Yun arrived at the gate, he was discovered by Su Yan.

"Bai Yun, you're finally here. Su Yan smiled and drove towards the white clouds.

Hearing Su Yan's words, Bai Yun pulled back to reality from his speechlessness.

"Yes, what I promised you, I will come and walk around at will. Bai Yun said slowly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is my classmate, named Bai Yun. Su Yan introduced.

Everyone nodded one after another, indicating that they knew, they were all people with deep backgrounds, so they naturally didn't care much about Bai Yun.

Only Tu Ke'er raised her eyebrows, she looked at Bai Yun, looking a little excited and a little scared.

Qian Duoduo noticed that Tu Keer was wrong, and his eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Since they are Su Yan's friends, and they can enter the library pavilion by themselves, these rich sons and young ladies do not despise Bai Yun, although they don't know what Bai Yun's background is, but this is obviously not the time to ask about this.

With the arrival of Bai Yun, Su Yan's spirit was much brighter, and he followed Su Yan and listened to Su Yan's explanation.

For a while, everyone got along very well.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the ancient appreciation conference is about to begin, and although we are juniors, we can also go and watch it, which is a rare learning opportunity. Su Yan said.

"The calligraphy and paintings brought by our Qian family this time will definitely be a blockbuster. Qian Duoduo smiled, in order to participate in the literary forum, their Qian family spent a lot of money to buy a pair of extremely perfect calligraphy and paintings.

"Okay, then let's go quickly. Tu Keer said slowly, and their Tu family also prepared their own calligraphy and paintings.

With Su Yan, everyone came to a lobby, the lobby was already very crowded at the moment, in the middle of the lobby, there was a long case, three or four meters long, carved with dragon patterns all over, dark all over, obviously an extremely remarkable antiquity.

When a group of juniors arrived, the people in the lobby didn't say much about it, and they all looked solemn, as if they were waiting for something.

Bai Yun saw Feng Shao and Song Ru, obviously these two had been waiting here for a long time.

The rest of the young talents also returned to their respective elders, and for a while, Bai Yun was a little embarrassed.

He came alone, but he didn't have any elders.

And Su Yan also saw Bai Yun's difficulty, and immediately frowned, she still had to follow her grandfather, as the host, this is the minimum etiquette.

"Lord Bai, come to me. Tu Ke'er said softly, greeting Baiyun.

Bai Yun raised his eyebrows, and he found that the people around Tu Ke'er had similarities with Tu Fei.

Su Yan also frowned slightly, and said, "Bai Yun, since Tu Ke'er invited you, you can stay with them for the time being, I still have some things, it's inconvenient to take you, I'm sorry." ”

Bai Yun looked at Su Yan and said, "You go and get busy, as the organizer, you are very tired, don't worry too much about me." ”

Su Yan nodded and hurriedly walked behind his grandfather.

Bai Yun walked towards Tu Ke'er and stood beside him.

"Lord Bai, I'm glad to meet!" said the old man next to Tu Ke'er slightly.

"I don't know Your Excellency's name?" Bai Yun said lightly, after all, he occupied the light of the Tu family at the moment, if he didn't even know his name, it would be a little bad.

"My father is Tu Fei, my name is Tu Tan, and I am also Ke'er's third grandfather. Tu Tan said slowly.

Bai Yun's face was shocked, and he said, "So, Ke'er is still Tu Fei's great-great-grandson?"

Tu Tan smiled and said slowly: "What Lord Bai said is that Ke'er is indeed the great-grandson of my father. ”

Bai Yun nodded, he originally thought that Tu Keer was Tu Fei's granddaughter, but he didn't expect it to be a great-great-granddaughter.

"Lord Bai, thank you so much for saving my father, my father learned that you were in Tong City, and we also came to thank you for taking the opportunity of the literary forum. Tu Tan said slowly. "It seems that the world no longer allows me to keep a low profile, the latest chapter of the Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.

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