After arguing, the stall owner suddenly threw the copper pipe in his hand into the ground, only to hear a "bang" sound, and smashed another porcelain bowl on the stall: "You don't give me a try today." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Not to be outdone, Chen Zhongfeng beckoned to the stall owner: "You have the ability to come!"

Chen Zhongfeng's provocative actions made the stall owner's anger completely explode.

Meng Zitao walked up and persuaded: "Everyone dissipate your anger, you don't want to fight for a plate, right?"

"Now it's two. The stall owner said angrily.

"Are you to blame me for smashing it yourself?" Chen Zhongfeng was also angry.

The stall owner said, "If you didn't pay me, would I be so angry that I smashed things?"

Chen Zhongfeng laughed: "You are really funny, is it because you killed someone and blamed me?"

"Don't talk nonsense, when did I kill someone!" the stall owner suddenly became excited.

At this time, a policeman rushed over, and after understanding the situation, he mediated: "As the saying goes, harmony makes money, so why bother making trouble over a trivial matter? ”

Meng Zitao gently pushed Chen Zhongfeng and asked him to give a statement.

Chen Zhongfeng said: "Okay, I'll take a step back and add another fifty, a total of one hundred yuan." ”

The policeman said to the stall owner, "This gentleman is willing to take a step back, what about you?"

The stall owner only paused, and then agreed: "Count me unlucky." ”

Chen Zhongfeng reluctantly took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the police, he didn't want to contact the stall owner at all.

The stall owner had collected money from the police, and the matter was over.

Not long after leaving the stall, Meng Zitao walked quickly to the policeman just now, said something, and then returned.

"What are you doing?" asked Chen Zhongfeng curiously.

"That's it. Meng Zitao said with a smile.

"What's the situation?"

"I just told the policeman just now that when you said that the stall owner killed someone, he behaved very abnormally, and when the policeman passed, his eyes were a little flustered. ”

He Wanyi was a little incredulous: "No, could it be that person really killed someone?"

Meng Zitao spread his hands: "I don't know much about this, whether it is a murder or not, it is a matter after the police investigation." ”

Chen Zhongfeng smiled: "It would be nice if that guy was indeed a criminal, it would make me angry." ”

Meng Zitao looked at him: "I said that you are the same, besides, what happened just now was also caused by you, right?"

"I admit it, but I'm upset that he opened his mouth. Chen Zhongfeng said: "Although I said that he opened his mouth a little exaggerated, I also knew the price of that plate, ten yuan can buy two, he wants two hundred yuan, how can I let him succeed!"

"You're justified. ”

Meng Zitao smiled: "Where are we going now?"

Chen Zhongfeng paused and said embarrassedly: "I still have something to deal with, I have to leave immediately." Wait for next Monday, and I'll do my best as a landlord. ”

Meng Zitao said: "This matter is not urgent, and I may not have time next Monday." ”

Chen Zhongfeng said: "Then it's up to you, I should be relatively empty next week." ”

Meng Zitao nodded, and then said: "Chen Xiangyi told me just now, let me remind you not to investigate that matter again, he didn't tell the truth, it was also for everyone's good." I think there is a certain truth in what he said, you still have to pay more attention, there are some things that you don't regret taking the medicine. Of course, the decision is yours, and my opinion is that you still have to think it through. ”

Chen Zhongfeng said: "Don't worry, I will think it through." I left first, and something called me. ”

"Okay. ”

When Chen Zhongfeng disappeared, He Wanyi said, "Do you think he listened to your words?"

"Difficult. Meng Zitao shook his head: "But we can't make decisions for him, and we are all adults, so it's time to be responsible for our own choices." ”

"It won't be dangerous, will it?"

"It's really hard to say, I hope he's lucky. ”

If he hadn't encountered the ancient tomb last time, Meng Zitao felt that there shouldn't be many other dangers in the lower tomb except for the mechanism, but now he doesn't think so, especially when Chen Xiangyi and others encounter such a strange encounter, maybe something supernatural will happen.

Thinking of this, Meng Zitao decided to call the department here and send someone to follow Chen Zhongfeng, in the end, he is a friend, if it's okay, it's okay to say, if something goes wrong, it's not good for him to die and not save him.

After shopping for a while, when it was noon, the two of them found a famous restaurant to solve the lunch, considering that the old man had the habit of taking a nap, they took a taxi to Mareb's house at one o'clock.

After getting out of the taxi, a tall, wide blue brick wall came into view, revealing simplicity and elegance in the majestic and magnificent. The two stone piers on the left and right in front of the south gate are quietly squatting, accompanying the old mansion through countless times.

This old mansion is the destination of this trip, and Meng Zitao really didn't expect that Ma Ruibo would live here.

Meng Zitao walked to the door and knocked on the door, and after a while, Ma Yulan came and opened the door: "You guys are finally here, my grandfather is looking forward to it." ”

"Is there something wrong?" asked Mencius.

Ma Yulan nodded and said: "There is a painting, my grandfather can't see it accurately, if you don't come again, he will probably call you." ”

"Didn't he take a nap?"

"Hey, he can't sleep if he has something on his mind. ”

Ma Yulan walked in with the two of them.

Entering the door is the courtyard courtyard, which is a necessary open-air activity space in the old house.

Meng Zitao looked around, and saw that the bluestone slabs were neatly arranged on the ground, accumulating the changes of the years. Stone pillars, rockeries, bonsai, etc. are placed in a staggered manner, highlighting the ancient charm and elegance of the old house.

The perimeter of the courtyard is a two-storey solid wood attic, with green tiles on the head, a green wall on the back, and a wooden ladder connecting the upper floors, forming a corridor, and the exquisite and elegant view of the deep courtyard by the railing.

The north side of the patio is the main house, only to see that the window lattice wood carving ornamentation is exquisite, the layout is symmetrical, the shape is beautiful, the carved phoenix bird, flowers and other forms are vivid and lifelike, which can be called a fine art.

In addition, there are many wooden and stone handicrafts, highlighting the classical taste and creating an elegant and harmonious home atmosphere.

Meng Zitao's mouth was full of admiration: "Presumably Ma Lao has put a lot of thought into this old mansion, right?"

Ma Ruibo walked out of the house: "Just do it casually, it's usually nothing to cultivate your sentiments, it's nothing, the key is that this old mansion is built well." ”

Meng Zitao admired it everywhere: "This old mansion should be hundreds of years old, right?"

"Soon, more than ninety years. Ma Ruibo said: "Let's go, let's go in." ”

When you step into the main room, the first thing you will find is the living room. The hall has eight immortal tables, eight immortal chairs, square chairs, etc., all of which exude an antique atmosphere, some of which are much older than the age of the house, and they continue to play a function and role.

The wooden plank wall near the north of the hall still retains the offering platform of the traditional folk house, which retains the respect, memory and longing for the ancestors, and the exquisite craftsmanship on the offering platform reflects the ingenuity of the maker in pursuing the literati mood, making the old house more rich in historical and humanistic atmosphere.

Ma Ruibo invited the dizzying couple to sit down, and then asked Ma Yulan to serve tea to the two.

At this moment, Ma Ruibo couldn't wait, and after drinking tea and chatting for a while, he brought up the matter: "It's a blessing in misfortune, except for a calligraphy work that has a problem, and a landscape painting that I can't see accurately, there is no other problem, and it can be regarded as my luck." ”

Ma Yulan interjected: "What kind of luck, don't look at just two works, the calligraphy one is easy to say, the loss is tens of thousands of yuan, but that painting is worth more than one million, if there is a problem, the loss will be big." ”

Ma Ruibo looked a little uncomfortable, and Ma Yulan immediately said: "Don't be sad, just spend some money to see a person clearly." ”

Ma Ruibo sighed: "Hey, yes, I have taken some advantage from him in the past few years, so I should return it to him." ”

"Ma Lao, can you bring that painting, maybe there is no problem?"

"I hope so. ”

Mareb got up and led everyone to his study, where the painting he spoke of was already unfolding on the table.

Meng Zitao was not very polite, put on gloves and took out tools to appreciate.

This is a picture of a visit to a friend at a river bridge, with a towering mountain peak in the middle of the upper part of the scroll, and a broad-leaved ancient tree in the middle separating the distant and close views.

The close-up depicts a scene full of life: a scribe reading a book in a waterfront terrace, a bamboo-covered courtyard door ajar, a boy sprinkling water in front of the door, and a master priest approaching the bridge.

Meng Zitao watched for nearly half an hour before putting down the tools in his hand.

Ma Ruibo asked with a look of hope, "Xiao Meng, how is this painting?"

Meng Zitao pondered for a while and said: "I won't introduce Dai Jin, the great painter of the Ming Dynasty, the founder of the Zhejiang School, his painting skills are relatively comprehensive, landscapes, figures, flowers are good at, and his appearance has also changed. His landscape paintings are based on Guo Xi, Li Tang, Liu Songnian, Ma Yuan, Xia Gui and other famous artists, and also use the tradition of Yuanren ink painting. ”

"Dai Jin's large-scale landscape painting is particularly wonderful, the realm is broad, so that people have 'Ling Xuan Yu Feng, the Eight Extremes of Xing', the style of painting is dominated by the courtyard, the picture has neat and extensive changes, there are also two faces of the Song people, and there is also a side that integrates the Song and Yuan ink painting methods to form their own unique style. ”

Meng Zitao pointed to the scroll: "Let's take this painting as an example, the composition adopts his usual diagonal layout method. Although this layout is from the Masha, there are still differences between the two, such as the way the main mountain is taken. The proportion of the main mountain in Dai's painting is larger. ”

"The Southern Song Dynasty courtyard paintings mainly use the momentum and staggered direction of the main mountain to emphasize the sense of depth, while Dai painting focuses on expressing his attention to modeling by leaving a huge space in front of the main mountain. It can also be said that when Dai Jin inherited the painting style of the Southern Song Dynasty Painting Academy, he also absorbed the painting style of Li and Fan, which had a great influence on him. ”

"Speaking of techniques, the brush and ink depiction techniques used in the landscape are roughly divided into two categories: ink halo and axe splitting. The chiaroscuro of the peaks he paints is very strong. The dark part uses a brush pen, the handwriting is rough, and the ink halo is thick, while the bright part does not apply ink color, and through the contrast between the two, it shows a clear line. He also often paints clear and distinctive ink lines on the bright parts, and uses small axes to split and moss dots along the dividing line between light and dark to express the shadows......"

Hearing this, Ma Ruibo couldn't be clearer about what Meng Zitao wanted to express: "Hey, it seems that there is indeed something wrong with this painting." ”

Meng Zitao said: "Although it is not a genuine work, it also has the level of seven or eight points of Dai Jin, as the leader of the Zhejiang faction, Dai Jin was generally highly evaluated during his life and after his death. If you look at the poems and writings of the literati of Dai Jin's contemporaries, you will find that Dai Jin in the eyes of the people of the time is not only exquisite in painting, but also elegant in style, without a trace of the vulgarity of painting. This is where the author manifests itself. ”

"So I think that even if this painting is not genuine, it is a very high-level imitation, and judging from the characteristics of the paper, it should be imitated during the Ming Dynasty, and the value is not low. ”

So, this is a blessing in disguise. ”

After speaking, Ma Ruibo took out the painting and calligraphy work he said again and let Meng Zitao appreciate it.

This work is in cursive writing by Sun Kehong in the Ming Dynasty, and the level is okay, but if you look closely, you can still see a lot of problems.

Ma Ruibo was more open-minded, and his expression was still bitter before, but it didn't take long for him to look away, and he laughed at himself: "I'm old, my eyes are not good, and in the future, I can't be as confident as before." ”

There is an old saying in the antique world, called "old don't play antiques", first of all, people are old, their eyesight and hearing are reduced, their feelings begin to be dull, and they are easy to make mistakes, and secondly, people are old, they love to listen to compliments, and they believe in themselves too much, so that the little ones are easy to be fooled.

In addition, as people get older, the scope of their activities will become smaller, and they will not be exposed to new counterfeiting techniques, and they will inevitably fail to use old experience to set new problems. These are human weaknesses, so there is a saying that "old people don't play antiques". But the word "play" just means to buy. When people are old, it is still okay to collect, self-cultivation.

Considering that he didn't want to block Ma Ruibo, Meng Zitao hurriedly revealed the matter and said with a smile that he wanted to appreciate Ma Ruibo's treasures.

When it came to his collection, Ma Ruibo was really in a better mood, and took out a number of his proud collections for Meng Zitao to admire.

"Speaking of getting this Wang Fu's "Seven Words Poem of Xingshu", it is quite dramatic......"

Ma Ruibo recounted his collection story next to him, and Meng Zitao was attracted by this calligraphy work.

The Ming people are good at making huge curtains in calligraphy, and use a hard pen more, so Feng Ying is very easy to wear, and most of the calligraphy on the big axis is clumsy and bald, and does not show the edge, and it is often slightly different from the style of the scroll scroll in its daily life. This piece of Wang Fu calligraphy its pen power is strong, old and vigorous, like a lion out of the valley, majestic and heroic, majestic in all directions; more like the tide of the Qianjiang River, surging, surging waves. The power is imposing, and it is shocking.

Not only that, but Mencius also discovered another thing in the process of observation......