Ma Long didn't know that he was wrong, and continued to pretend: "Don't slaughter the tomb to the world, but return to the underworld to be a Yama, this poem is about Wei Zheng, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty." This person is amazing, speaking of dreaming of slaying dragons at night, managing yang day and yin at night, it is also possible to say that he will be the king of Yama after death. ”

Most of everyone didn't know, and they thought it was very reasonable, and they all thought that Ma Long was going to be right this time, and then nodded one after another.

"Then this painting is still from the Song Dynasty, and there are only a few people who are very famous for figure painters. Ma Long continued: "Master Ben also said just now, there is the air of an emperor, and among the great painters of the Song Dynasty, there is only one emperor, Zhao Ji of Song Huizong." ”

Jiang Man and Ge Jing couldn't help but hide their mouths and laugh, these masters should be very helpless, they talked nonsense according to Wu Wei's words, and they looked like they were going to be embarrassed in a while.

Wu Wei didn't say anything, waiting for him to finish speaking.

"According to the above situation, the price given by this master is 100 million, after all, it is the work of the emperor. Ma Long thought that what he said was perfect, and glanced at Wu Wei and asked, "Little cub, are the explanations and prices of this master in place?"

At this time, even Qin Liuye and Jia Daguang couldn't help laughing, they didn't say anything right!

"Master Ma, is this the result of your research?" Wu Wei also stood up at this time, came to the middle and said with a smile: "I just said that you are nothing, and after studying for a long time, you still haven't said a word, how can I say that you are in place?"

"You······ Nonsense!" Ma Long was also stunned, and his heart was also pang, and he hurriedly said: "Which sentence of Master Ben is wrong?"

"None of these words are right!" Wu Wei said with a smile: "The emperor of the Song Dynasty painted the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, do you think this is reliable?"

"What's unreliable about that?" Ma Long really wanted to argue: "Who stipulated that the emperor can't draw the prime minister?"

"That's not a rule, but after Wei Zheng died, he became a door god, and Qin Qiong and Wei Chigong were called the three gate gods. Wu Wei said with a smile: "Who told you that Wei Zheng went to become the king of Yama?"

"This ······ These are legends after all. Ma Long was stunned for a moment and came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "It's all inaccurate!"

"Then what did you just say about managing the yang during the day and yin at night, and what did you say about slaying the dragon at night. Wu Wei asked rhetorically: "Is it all nonsense?"

"This ······" Ma Long was questioned so much that he didn't know what to say, he slapped himself in the face, and said: "This is all a legend, and it is a rumor!"

"As a master appraisal, do you just follow the rumors?" Wu Wei sneered and asked, "Can't you tell everyone the truth of the facts? Haven't you heard that rumors stop at the wise? You fool!"

Ma Long was so angry that he couldn't speak, and pointed at Wu Wei with a flushed face.

"What's the use of pointing at me?" Wu Wei said with a smile: "You are all wrong, who is this to listen to? Who is talking nonsense by you?"

Jiang Man and Ge Jing, Qin Liuye, Jia Daguang and others all laughed so badly, this kid was angry with them after he finished speaking, these people didn't dare to say it if they were fooled, they couldn't afford to lose that person!

Wei Mao couldn't help it, glared at Yue Wantan and Chen Zui, and then said loudly: "Little cub, don't just want to beat you with a sharp tongue, since you said that Master Ma is right, you can tell everyone, everyone has their own judgment!"

"You don't know either, right?" Wu Wei said with a smile: "Last time, Master Ma Long said that you weren't bullshit, and you weren't convinced, but this time when I saw that it wasn't, I knew that I was following the rumors." ”

Wei Mao was also so angry, but Qi Chushi pulled Wei Mao, and Wei Mao sat down angrily.

"This painting is not the work of Zhao Ji of Song Huizong at all. Wu Wei said loudly: "The author of this painting is Wen Tong, a great painter in the Song Renzong period, as for the above poem and the characters on the picture, they all have origins, and this master will make it clear to you today." ”

These masters didn't know if it was true or false at this time, so they just waited for Wu Wei to say it, and once they found something wrong, they would immediately come forward to refute him.

The figure in the painting is none other than Cai Xiang, a famous calligrapher of the Song Dynasty, a scholar of Longtuge University, and the prime minister. Wu Wei then told everyone: "The reason why Wen Tong wants to paint this painting starts with Cai Xiang's friend Li Yu, Li Yu dreamed of a fairy in a dream, saying that someone was about to take his place." ”

Everyone was silent, wanting to hear how Wu Wei would explain the painting.

Li Yu naturally asked, which immortal are you? This man replied, King Yama. Wu Wei then told everyone: "Li Yu hurriedly asked again, then who is going to replace you? King Yama replied, Qing official Cai Xiang. After saying this, King Yama turned around and passed away, and Li Yu also woke up from his dream. ”

The masters didn't hear anything wrong, and they didn't figure out what it had to do with the painting, so they didn't immediately interject.

Li Yu felt that this dream was a little strange, and went to visit Cai Xiang early the next morning, only then did he learn the bad news. Wu Wei continued: "Li Yu was surprised and hurriedly asked about the time of death, which was also the time when he dreamed of King Yama last night, and then he learned that his old friend Cai Xiang went to replace King Yama. ”

At this time, Jiang Dekang's face at the middle table was not very good, this birthday banquet was originally counting on the masters to overpower Qin Liuye and reduce their popularity, but at this time, they still had to lose!

Li Yu felt that this matter was very strange, so he asked his friend Wen Tong to paint this picture according to the clothes of the characters he saw in his dream and Cai Xiang's appearance. Wu Wei continued: "Since Wentong and Su Dongpo are cousins, Su Dongpo also came to mourn Cai Xiang, and learned that this poem was mentioned on this painting, which is why this painting and poetry are mentioned." ”

Wu Wei also glanced at these masters when he said this, and Wei Mao immediately couldn't help it: "Little cub, it's nonsense, what you say is what you say, what evidence do you have?"

"That's right, what evidence do you have?" Ma Long also roared on the side: "I also said it was Wei Zheng!"

"That's your ignorance!" Wu Wei said coldly: "If you want to determine whether this painting is what I said, it is not difficult at all, Su Shi Su Dongpo has words left, you can open your mobile phone and search for it now, compare the handwriting on this painting, and see if it is the handwriting of Su Dongpo University." ”

Now everyone searched it, and Su Dongpo has a lot of handwriting handed down, such as what Dongting Spring Fu, Chibi Fu, Jiangshang Post, Plum Blossom Poems, etc., are all compared on the big screen at this time.

Even people who don't know calligraphy are somewhat similar at a glance, and connoisseurs need to say that at a glance it is a person's handwriting, and there is an exclamation below.

Several masters were also searching at this time, and of course they could see it, and they were all dumbfounded!

There is no way to do this, I didn't recognize this as Su Dongpo's handwriting just now, even if I want to search, I don't know where to start, but I found it at this time, it's too late!

"A few masters, how is it?" Wu Wei laughed and amused: "Have you searched for everything? It's not that I, Wu Wei, am talking nonsense? This is that you masters don't cultivate well, this kind of scholarly font, this master can be simulated even if you copy it, you don't know each other at all, the gap here is too far, right?"

Wu Wei was glaring and bragging about it, he didn't know any calligraphy, and no one would let him copy it at this time, but he was blown up in amazement, saying that this young master was amazing, and he was indeed much stronger than these masters.

Wei Mao and the others all had blue and white faces for a while, it was indeed too embarrassing, this kid also came up with evidence, and there was nothing to argue at this time!

"I will say that it doesn't matter if you don't know, what you know is what you know, and what you don't know is not what you don't know, you can ask the master for advice. Wu Wei also laughed: "Master Ben is here, and he is also tireless, why don't you know how to ask, why bother talking nonsense and smiling and generous there?"

"Little cub, what are you crazy about?" Wei Mao was really angry, stood up and walked to the stage and said, "Master Ben came in person this time, and there is no treasure that can't be identified!"

"Bragging again, right?" Wu Wei sneered and said, "Which of the two treasures just now didn't you discuss? Which one did you identify accurately, and at this time you still said that there is no one you can't identify, what about the deceit?"

"You ······" Wei Mao was so angry that his head was a little dizzy, and he couldn't say anything, everyone saw it just now, Ma Long couldn't identify it, and he had gone back to discuss, and they collectively came up with their opinions!

"What are you?" Wu Wei said with a smile: "This painting is not finished yet, this painting involves the great calligrapher Cai Xiang, the great painter Wen Tong, and the great writer Su Shi Su Dongpo, this kind of painting is really very rare, the 100 million you give is not good at all, at least 300 million." ”

Wu Wei can't help but say that this also involves the final question of winning or losing, this painting is worth more than theirs!

"Okay!" Wei Mao also said angrily: "Even if it is 300 million, the current treasure is about the same, yours is 500 million, ours is 450 million, isn't it 50 million?

"Don't worry, just make the value clear, there will be times when you are embarrassed. Wu Wei said with a smile: "Now it's time for you to show the treasure, not the master to show the treasure." ”

Wei Mao was also really dizzy, so far, he didn't win a game, and it was really his turn to show the treasure on his side, so he could only go and say: "Okay, this master will see how embarrassed you are!"

Wu Wei also knew that he didn't know the last treasure, so he sat back with a smile, anyway, there was a big screen this time, and he just asked to understand and then go out to pretend.

These masters were made 4 to 0, they didn't win a game, and even the treasures they brought didn't know that the painter's name was written on the painting, and they were all embarrassed and thrown home, and they all pinned their hopes on the last treasure.

Wu Wei teased again at this time: "A few masters, are you waiting for this one to win? If I identify it this time, you can only fight for honor in the end!"