The only surviving picture of the Heavenly King that is closest to the original is in the collection of the Osaka Municipal Museum of Art in Japan, and it is a facsimile of the "Funeral Sticker" of Wang Xizhi, the first national treasure that was handed down to Japan in China. Tomato Novel Network '-'.'f'q-The original has long been submerged in the dust of history, and I don't know where it is preserved, or if it has turned into dust.

"This painting will be a picture of the Heavenly King, Mr. Wei, I don't doubt you, this is really ...... It's hard to tell!!" Mr. Cheng said with a look of disbelief, so much so that he frowned when he spoke, and couldn't think of any adjectives to describe this matter.

"Could it be that someone is painting again on the picture of sending the son to the heavenly king? This doesn't make sense, who would be so violent!!" someone else asked himself.

When Wei Xiu heard these people's conjectures, his face showed a trace of astonishment: "I didn't say that this painting is a picture of sending the son to the Heavenly King?"

"What? Then what did you mean just now?" Everyone was completely confused, and some of them had already looked at Wei Xiu with displeasure, this kid couldn't be teasing them, right!?

Wei Xiu took a deep breath and said: "What I want to express is that in this extremely inked landscape painting, there is a faint picture of sending the son of the king, and the scenery of this painting is extremely magnificent, but there is a bit of a painting snake and a farmer planting grass, not to mention hard work, not to say planting beans under the south mountain, but planting grass, so ......"

Speaking of this, Wei Xiu said with a serious expression: "So...... I think there is a painting in this painting, that is to say, this painting has a mezzanine, and the painting in the mezzanine is Wu Daozi's picture of sending the son to the king!! and the reason why this painting appears to send the line of the picture of the heavenly king, I guess, on the one hand, it may be to cover up the flaws that may appear in the painting under the sun, on the other hand, it may be some bad taste of the author, or it is to facilitate the recognition of the ancient paintings in the collection in the future. ○ ◇Tomato □ Talk Net '--.-F'Q-X'S--.'com'

With Wei Xiu's loud words, everyone fell into silence, everyone is not stupid, Wei Xiu just focused on the farmer planting grass, and woke up many people with one word.

The picture of sending the son of the Heavenly King, also known as the "Picture of the Birth of Sakyamuni", tells the scene of his father King Johan holding him to see the gods after the birth of Shakyamuni. Tomato □ net○ ---.-f'q'x-s''.com

The surname of the King of Pure Rice is Gautama, and the name of the head is Tudana, which translates to mean pure rice, so it is called the King of Pure Rice. And the explanation of grass in Huaxia is the meaning of rice.

"But just a 'he' word is a bit far-fetched, isn't it?"

Seeing Ms. Mei's frowning and questioning appearance, Wei Xiu's expression was solemn, and he bowed slightly: "It seems a little far-fetched, but there are character lines on the landscape, so it is no longer far-fetched." Of course, this is just my conjecture after all, otherwise how could I have said it was a gamble before?"

Wei Xiu didn't dare to say anything, even if he had already seen through the mezzanine of this painting, but this kind of absolute words still couldn't be said, otherwise it would be a demon.

Ms. Mei shook her head and smiled bitterly: "The price paid for this bet is a bit high!"

Xiao Changchun, who seemed to have won the bargain, was also a little embarrassed and said: "Yes, the price of this bet is indeed a bit high!"

Wei Xiu smiled mysteriously: "This is not necessarily, I don't know if there are enough sharp blades here?" Speaking of this, Wei Xiu regretted a little in his heart that he didn't bring the fish intestine sword, otherwise wouldn't it be easy to open this painting?

"You want on-site verification?" Ms. Mei began. ○ Tomato --'.-f'q'x-s'-.-com

"That's right, this painting should belong to me now, right? I think I should be qualified to verify it myself!" Wei Xiu said.

"Of course you can, but you're sure you won't ruin the painting, young man, although this painting belongs to you, and I can't object to you doing anything about it, but I don't approve of you doing it, even if you want to verify that I think it's better to find a professional. "Ms. Mei is not humane.

Sun Lao glanced at Wei Xiu's expression, and said with a smile: "Ms. Mei, you are too worried, Wei Xiu, this kid has always been very hands-on, I believe there should be no problems when verifying an ancient painting." □ ○ ◇Tomato Novel -'-.-f-q'x-s''.-c-o'm'Wei Xiu, what do you say?"

Wei Xiu looked at Sun Lao's meaningful words, and said with a slight bow: "Sun Lao is so confident in the kid, if the kid is still humble, it will be proud." I think it's still sure to open an ancient painting. ”

Ms. Mei stared at Wei Xiu cautiously and said with a smile: "Okay, since you say so, wouldn't it be too domineering if I don't agree? What kind of knife do you need?"

Wei Xiu smiled slightly: "It's best to use a man's razor blade, if there is an embroidery needle, it would be even better!"

"Do you want a magnifying glass?" Ms. Mei prompted.

Wei Xiu shook his head and said confidently, "No need!"

"Good!" Ms. Mei nodded, and called a waiter to give a few words, and the waiter quickly nodded and ran out.

While waiting, Ms. Mei beckoned a group of bodyguards to move a conference table large enough to clear a large enough space for Wei Xiu to operate, after all, this painting is more than four meters long and close to five meters, and in order to display this painting, the display cabinets are specially customized.

In this kung fu, Sun Lao walked into Wei Xiu and said in a low voice: "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

"Very good, this time I gave up my old face to support you, even if something goes wrong, don't be stage frightened. ”

Wei Xiu was surprised that Elder Sun would say this, and smiled: "There will be no problem." After speaking, Wei Xiu pointed to his eyes again and said, "I rarely look away." ”

Sun Lao smiled when he heard this, didn't he fancy Wei Xiu because of Wei Xiu's ability to appreciate treasures?

The exchange will have such a situation, not only does not make everyone feel that the teacher is moving, but they are full of interest. In the past few exchange meetings, it was too dead, everyone appreciated each other, and privately intrigued to exchange collections, which was really a bit boring, if you can see the real work of the top national treasure Wu Daozi with your own eyes this time, it will be one of the most meaningful experiences in this life.

After about ten minutes, everything was ready, and a box of unopened razor blades and a row of embroidery needles from different sizes of towels tied and rolled up were placed at Wei Xiu's hand.

Wei Xiu didn't immediately sit down and began to try to open the ancient painting that had been framed, but first circled around, as if to observe the best place to start.

The so-called "three-point painting, seven-point mounting" means that this calligraphy and painting also need to be set off by clothes. This ancient painting can be taken out for exhibition, and its framing technology is naturally first-class, and it is really a bit laborious to cut it.

However, this is very simple for Wei Xiu, with the help of the explorer, let alone cutting a piece of paper, it is easy to divide the cicada wings into two pieces.

I saw Wei Xiu pick up a blade, casually cut off the blank mounting paper on one side of the ancient painting, and then pressed the paper with one hand and carefully cut it with the blade in the other, because the cutting process was covered by the hand that pressed on it, everyone actually couldn't see it clearly.

And the people present are all big shots, so naturally they will not make the kind of outrageous behavior that comes under the noses of others, they are all polite and reserved onlookers who are one meter away.

Such a safe distance is enough for the explorer's "microprobe" to play its role.

After a while, Wei Xiu finally cut one side of the ancient painting, and then Wei Xiu picked up the embroidery needle and slowly grinded it into the junction between the two sheets of paper.

Looking at Wei Xiu's focused expression, everyone suddenly had some difficulty connecting this quiet young man with the tyrannical person before.

It's a slow process, but no matter how slow it is, it will eventually have a result.