Meng Zitao thought it was strange, but he didn't see the work, and he couldn't be sure of the authenticity, so he asked Guo Kaijie to take out the work.

After a while, Guo Kaijie brought the work over, and seeing the quality of the paper used in the work, Meng Zitao was able to determine that it was a fake.

This made Meng Zitao feel very novel, in the past, he only saw the works of famous artists being imitated, but he did not expect that his own works would also be imitated one day.

Therefore, he was more curious about this calligraphy work and was very much looking forward to its level.

Guo Kaijie unfolded the calligraphy, and the seven-word quatrain written in cursive was indeed his money, and the year was still June last year, and he had not yet appeared on the TV show at this time.

As for the level of this calligraphy, it not only meets Mencius's expectations, but even has some surprises. His gestures are vigorous, the lines are tactful and elegant, the dot paintings are frustrated and suppressed, and a famous atmosphere is blowing in the face.

But if you look closely, it gives Meng Zitao an awkward feeling, but he can't see anything wrong, but in any case, this calligraphy work is remarkable, and at the same time makes him feel strange, and even a little can't figure it out, in comparison, this person's cursive is not as good as his, but it is also one of the best in the domestic cursive world, so why bother to take his name?

"Mr. Guo, how did you get this calligraphy work?"

Guo Kaijie told Meng Zitao that he got it in the hands of an old man, and the old man said that this calligraphy was given to him by his relatives in the capital because of his 80th birthday, and his only son had passed away, because his legs and feet were inconvenient, and he wanted to go to the nursing home, but he had no money in his hand, and he didn't want to trouble his family, so he wanted to sell the calligraphy.

Such a story, the vendor in the antique market can recite it backwards, and there is no reference value at all.

Meng Zitao said: "Mr. Guo, unfortunately, this calligraphy is not my work. And one thing I want to say is that under normal circumstances, my works are not sold, they are given to relatives and friends or exchanged with friends, and there are only a handful of works that have been circulated. ”

When it comes to his reputation, it is impossible for Meng Zitao to be as vague as before and say the result straightforwardly.

Guo Kaijie was stunned, and after half a sound, he reprimanded with a red face: "You are famous now, can you negate your previous works?!"

Meng Zitao couldn't cry or laugh, and at the same time felt that Guo Kaijie was unreasonable: "Mr. Guo, I want to ask, why do you think so, is there any benefit to me in doing this?"

Guo Kaijie was stunned again, yes, what good does Meng Zitao do for not admitting his previous works?

Meng Zitao continued: "This work is actually very well written, even if I admit that it was written by me, there is no loss for me, after all, everyone's calligraphy level has a rising process, it is certainly not as good as it is now, and it can be understood by everyone when it is said." But I didn't write it, I can't say I wrote it, right?"

The truth that Meng Zitao said was easy to understand, and Guo Kaijie couldn't refute it, but he didn't give up, and said stubbornly: "Teacher Meng, you said that it is not your work, there must be some proof, right?"

Meng Zitao was a little unhappy, I don't believe what I said, what's the point of saying more? But thinking of what happened to Guo Kaijie, he didn't understand, plus he was very curious about the author of this calligraphy, and wanted to understand it through Guo Kaijie, so he said: "I won't write calligraphy easily, I'll just say a problem, the seal is not right." ”

As he spoke, Meng Zitao took out his seal from his bag and compared it with the seal on the calligraphy: "I have always used this seal, if you still don't believe it, then I can't help it." ”

Guo Kaijie sat on the chair with his buttocks, his face was a little pale, considering that he had a heart attack, everyone was still nervous, but fortunately, after a while, it returned to normal.

Guo Kaijie was very angry and threatened to settle accounts with the old man.

Meng Zitao was afraid that something would happen to him, so he said: "Mr. Guo, your health is not good, you should keep calm, as for the old man, you tell me the information and let me find it." I also want to see who is using my name. ”

Guo Kaijie hesitated for a while, and realized that it was indeed appropriate for Meng Zitao to find him, so he told all the information he knew about the old man. But it's nothing more than talking about the appearance of the old man, where he met Yunyun at the beginning.

Leaving Guo Kaijie's house, the group went directly to the place where Guo Kaijie met the old man to inquire, and they were lucky enough to soon find out about the old man from the mouth of the owner of a small shop.

The shopkeeper knew the old man's situation very well, and when he saw Meng Zitao and they inquired about the old man's situation, he said directly: "Have you been deceived by Old Man Hao?"

"Are there many people who have been deceived by him?" Meng Zitao was very curious.

"It's not much, but five or six people have come to him in the past six months. The shopkeeper said.

"How did you solve it in the end?" Xing Shilin asked curiously.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "What else, it's over." An old man in his seventies and eighties, with a wife who has been bedridden for a long time, and a little one at home who is studying, what can he do?"

The three of them glanced at each other, and none of them expected this to be the case in the old man's house.

Meng Zitao was curious about the origin of calligraphy, so he asked, "Then the things he used to deceive people were all bought from the antique market?"

"How is that possible?"

The shopkeeper waved his hand and explained, "He can't wait to spend a penny as a penny, so how can he go to the antique market to buy things? Speaking of which, Old Man Hao's son is also a poor man, because he is an old man, he was very favored when he was a child, and he didn't beat or scold when he caused trouble, but something happened, he threw a firecracker into the biogas digester, causing an explosion, causing him to lose his arms......"

Old man Hao's son is also a capable person, he is disabled, he actually practiced writing with a pen in his mouth, and then somehow, he learned to write with a brush, and practiced a good hand, he usually makes a living by writing calligraphy. After that, he married a wife and gave birth to a son.

Originally, Old Man Hao's son may have lived a happy life like this, but he didn't expect that his wife had a car accident the year before last, and the accident was caused by a motorcycle, and the driver was also a poor bastard, and he had no money to compensate at all.

There is no way, the medical expenses can only be paid by the Hao family, but unfortunately the people are still not saved.

Since then, Old Man Hao's son seems to have changed as a different person, he doesn't go out of the door, he doesn't know what to do at home all day long, and he died of illness more than half a year ago.

After that, Old Man Hao took some calligraphy works out and sold them from time to time, and it was no surprise that these should be forgeries made by his son before he died. 2k reading web