Sitting in the office with Bu Changping and Kong Qun again, Mai Xiaoji gave a very shocking reply to the two of them.

This is absolutely genuine, but it is not an imitation of that era, it is from the hand of Zhang Zeduan!

Bu Changping and Kong Qun's eyes widened, they hadn't slowed down for a long time, and Mai Xiaoji was not in a hurry, waiting for them to pant evenly.

"There have been many versions of "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", some of which are still fake and true, and even the painter is not under Zhang Zeduan, and it has also become a palace collection. In the past two days, I have taken the time to study this painting, but from the perspective of the whole article, the fluency is not as good as the real thing, and the pen is a little sluggish. Kong Qun said.

"Brother Xiaoji, tell me what you think. Bu Changping was a little impatient.

"What is Zhang Zeduan's effort to paint this picture for?" asked Mai Xiaoji rhetorically.

"It was given to Song Huizong, the emperor liked it very much, and personally inscribed it in thin gold style, "Qingming Riverside Map"!" Bu Changping opened his mouth to these and came, like a few treasures.

"Yes, then, the things given to the emperor are pure handmade paintings, and it is inevitable that defective products will appear, so Zhang Zeduan will not paint only one, there should be at least two, or even many. McXiaoji said.

Kong Qun nodded, it should be so, keep improving. However, Zhang Zeduan's painting skills are undoubted, and it is not impossible to do it in one go.

"There is only one genuine product that Zhang Zeduan has left in later generations, and he has not said anything about backup. And with great effort, it is more likely to be alone. Bu Changping put forward a negative opinion and explained: "This is my personal opinion. ”

"Of course there won't be just one, I guess there should be more than three. Mai Xiaoji's tone was firm, but the two opposite didn't know how to deal with it.

"At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, the situation was turbulent, and after the Jin soldiers went south, they captured the emperor and looted the palace treasures, including this painting. Presumably, both of them are also very clear about this history. ”

Kong Qun and Bu Changping both nodded, this is a familiar past, many people know about it, but they don't know what it has to do with the number of paintings.

Zhang Zeduan was not only a painter, but also a patriotic heart, he wanted to save the country by drawing curves, and advised the emperor to pay attention to the defense of the city and appease the internal contradictions. Therefore, there are also hints in the paintings, such as street fights, disputes between the government and the people, and so on. The first painting was plundered, and Zhang Zeduan painted a second painting for him in order to persuade Song Gaozong, but unfortunately the emperor didn't like it and returned it. McXiaoji said.

Bu Changping slapped his thigh violently, yes, there is such a thing, "Is it the one that was returned?"

In fact, after being returned, Zhang Zeduan was depressed in his heart, it is said that he set fire to it, and his family only snatched half of it out of the fire, but this is definitely not the case. I think that Zhang Zeduan regretted it after burning the second one, so he painted a third one. But the mood is depressed, the health is deteriorating, and the quality is the worst of the three. That's it, the one in front of us. ”

Kong Qun combed his hair a few times with his fingers, and Mai Xiaoji's thinking was very clear, and he had two paintings, especially after the second failure, and it seemed logical to have a third one.

"But if it's for sale, it's still not convincing. ”

Bu Changping certainly hopes that it is true, but this kind of controversial painting will lead to two extreme endings, one is to sell for a sky-high price, and the other is to become a laughing stock.

"Absolutely, please look here. ”

Mai Xiaoji enlarged the picture of the real thing somewhere, and he was a basket picker.

"Look here again. Mai Xiaoji enlarged the picture brought by Bu Changping again.

The difference between the two pictures is quite big, the scene is the same, but it is not an absolute copy, one picks the basket and is radiant, and the other is bowed with his head. Also, the texture of the basket is not the same.

"I don't seem to see anything. Bu Changping said.

"Hehe, Xiao Ji, don't sell Guanzi. Kong Qun was also in a hurry.

"Look here, does it look like a one?" asked McKee.

"The frame is either horizontal or vertical. Ji, you mean, it's a texture marker?"

Kong Qun seemed to understand, and went to another detail drawing, looked at it for a while, and with a bang, he was petrified in an instant. Bu Changping also saw the text hidden in the texture.

Yes, three!

Looking at the texture of the original "one", compared to the others, it is indeed thicker, if it is still said that this is a coincidence. Then, the word "three" is intentional.

This is naturally what Zhang Zeduan told Mai Xiaoji.

From ancient times to the present, many painters like to copy a few works that they are satisfied with, and "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" will be no exception.

"This, this!"

Bu Changping was very excited, he actually faced south, knelt down on his knees, and slammed his head a few times, startling Kong Qun, and hurriedly helped him up.

"Old man, Changping, Changping deserves it!" Bu Changping beat his feet and chest, and cried loudly.

Mai Xiaoji understands his feelings, ten years ago, the person he trusted tricked him into buying a bunch of fakes for 200 million, which was only exposed not long ago, and his family was almost ruined.

And the kindness on the side of the road moved, but in exchange for a masterpiece, so that Bu Changping was surprised and deeply guilty, and did not do his best to take care of the old man.

"This time, there is salvation. Buchang was mixed with joy and sorrow, crying and laughing.

Unbelievable, another "Qingming Riverside Picture" appeared.

Although the quality of the painting and the integrity of the preservation are far inferior to the one collected by the National Museum, it must be a price!

"Step Boss ......"

"No, Xiaoji, don't call me boss in the future, I'm the same age as Kong Qun, just call me big brother. Bu Changping asked Mai Xiaoji to change his words.

Mai Xiaoji didn't think so, they were all titles, but Kong Qun was not happy, "When will we become peers?"

"Haha, unmarried people always make people feel very young. Bu Changping was also happy.

A preliminary judgment has been made, and it is natural that the appraisal of authoritative experts is needed.

In this regard, the person Mai Xiaoji trusts the most is Yun Qianxun, who called, and it happened that he was in the unit, as soon as he heard that there was another masterpiece, Yun Qianxun didn't believe it at first, but after Mai Xiaoji's simple description, let them send it over first.

Kong Qun rushed over with Bu Changping immediately, and Mai Xiaoji stayed in the office, only busy appraising ancient paintings, and his work was also two days behind.

Knowledge-seeking software, that's the main business.

Yun Qianxun was also shocked after seeing it, and used professional instruments to test it, and there is no doubt that it is also a Song Dynasty paper, so from his personal point of view, this painting is real.

However, this painting is so famous that Yun Qianxun did not dare to make a decision alone, and went to contact domestic peers and friends, and needed to conduct a joint appraisal.

The more this happened, the more reassuring Bu Changping became, and immediately decided to stay in Binjiang for two more days and wait for the final appraisal results.