"Teacher, I didn't expect that there were actually authentic works of Yan Liben, Dong Qichang, Huaisu and Lang Shining in this......"

Looking at the scrolls in front of him that were opened and carefully rolled up, Fang Yi also smiled wryly, he had been following Sun Lianda for almost half a year, Fang Yi naturally knew how famous the names he said were in ancient China. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Liben, born in a noble family, his grandfather is Emperor Wu of the Northern Zhou Dynasty Yuwen Yong, his mother is the princess of the Qing Dynasty, and he is the official worship of the Ministry of Works, the first year of the general chapter plus the right prime minister, but the reason why the world can remember Yan Liben is not the official position he held in the Tang Dynasty, but Yan Liben's achievements in painting.

Yan Liben is good at painting figures, carriages, horses, pavilions, especially good at portraits, and his meticulous portrayal of the mental state of the characters has exceeded the level of the Northern and Southern Dynasties and the Sui Dynasty, so it is known as "the deification of Danqing" and "the rule of the world", which has an important position in the history of painting.

Huaisu and Yan Liben are both figures in the Tang Dynasty, but it is a period later than Yan Liben, he and Li Bai and others are close friends, and they are brilliant in cursive writing, and more importantly, his works are not many in the world, so they are even more precious in the eyes of Sun Lianda and others.

As for Dong Qichang and Lang Shining, these two are the masters of painting in the late Ming Dynasty and the imperial painters of the three emperors of Kang Yongqian in the Qing Dynasty.

So although Fang Yi had heard Peng Hao mention it before, saying that there were works by Yan Liben and Dong Qichang and others, Fang Yi thought it was an imitation copied by later generations, and it was not until now that he found out that these calligraphy and paintings were really the authentic works of those people.

"Your kid's luck, why is it so good?"

After the initial shock, Sun Lianda and Yu Xuan couldn't help but feel a little weird when they looked at Fang Yi.

You must know that these calligraphy and paintings in front of everyone are something that many collectors may not be able to see in their lifetime, but when they are placed here by Fang Yi, they were actually packaged and bought.

Although the person who benefited was Fang Yi, Sun Lianda and Yu Xuan also secretly scolded Peng Bin in their hearts for being a loser, not to mention the works of Yan Liben, Dong Qichang, Huaisu and Lang Shining, even those few broken calligraphy and paintings, each of which is also worth a lot of money.

Among these broken calligraphy and paintings, there is a copy of Zhao Mengfu of the Southern Song Dynasty, a picture of "Ten Thousand Ravines Contending for the Stream" by Wen Zhengming of the Ming Dynasty, and three anonymous landscape figure paintings of the Song Dynasty.

Although broken, but on each work, there are a lot of collectors' seals, the Zhao Mengfu copybook, there are Kangxi, Qianlong and Jiaqing three emperors of the imperial seals, it can be seen that this copybook is rare even in the royal family is a rare authenticity.

"Teacher, I just thought at the time, instead of staying in Myanmar, these things should be brought back to China, I didn't know that there were so many good things in it!"

Fang Yi was stared at by the two teachers for a long time, and his face was always smiling bitterly, as he said, when Fang Yi bought this batch of antiques at that time, he didn't have the psychology of taking advantage of it, but this bargain fell on his head.

"Teacher, which of these calligraphy and paintings do you like, take them, I'll give one each!"

Fang Yi had opened his mouth before, naturally he would not regret it, and in his heart, although these calligraphy and paintings were precious, they might not be comparable to the teacher-student relationship between him and the two teachers, even Yu Xuan, who was relatively unfamiliar, was also regarded by Fang Yi as a relative after experiencing the accident in Savage Mountain.

"Forget it, this gift is too big......" Hearing Fang Yi's words, Sun Lianda and Yu Xuan glanced at each other, and at the same time shook their heads with a wry smile.

"Teacher, this is a little bit of the student's heart, don't use anything else to measure it......" Fang Yi was a little anxious when he heard this, he really wanted to give it to the two teachers.

"There's no way you don't need to measure it otherwise!" Yu Xuan waved his hand, then pointed to the painting of Yan Liben and said, "Fang Yi, do you know how much this painting can be worth?"

"I don't know, maybe a few million, right?"

Fang Yi shook his head, although he was learning the identification of calligraphy and painting and other cultural relics with Sun Lianda, he didn't know much about the market of calligraphy and painting in the market, especially the works of Tang and Song painters like this one that rarely appeared.

"Millions? a fraction of the size of this painting, or about ......."

Yu Xuan pursed his lips and said: "Last year, Hong Kong Island once auctioned a painting of the Song Dynasty imitation of Yan Liben's "Bu Yuan Tu" commissioned by an American collector, and the transaction price at that time was 78 million Hong Kong dollars, and this is just an imitation, Yan Liben's real works are collected by museums all over the world, and you can't see it in your private hands, you are afraid that this is the first ......."

"A replica sold for more than 70 million Hong Kong dollars......? How is this possible?"

After hearing Yu Xuan's words, except for Sun Lianda and Zhao Hongtao, who already knew about it, everyone present was stunned, this price really exceeded their psychological bottom line, if it was Yan Liben's authentic work, Fang Yi They could still accept it, but it was just an imitation, how could it be auctioned at such a sky-high price?

"Don't believe it, that painting was painted by Zhao Ji in the Song Dynasty!" Seeing Fang Yi and Man Jun's stunned expressions, Yu Xuan couldn't help laughing.

"Zhao Ji, I understand......"

"Who is Zhao Ji, and how can his imitation be so valuable?"

Hearing Zhao Ji's words, Fang Yi immediately reacted, but the Manjun was still a little ignorant, although he had been in the antique business for several years, he didn't know much about history, as for the fat man and the three guns, it was even more confusing.

"Brother Man, Zhao Ji is Song Huizong!"

Fang Yi opened his mouth to explain to the Manjun, and now the Manjun also showed a sudden look on his face, he actually knew the name Zhao Ji, but he couldn't think of it for a while, but it was linked to the three words Song Huizong, and the Manchu Army naturally knew who Zhao Ji was.

Song Huizong Zhao Ji, is the eighth emperor of the Song Dynasty, this buddy in the early days of the reign of quite a Ming monarch, after Cai Jing and other ministers of the inducement, the political situation plummeted, and later the Jin army soldiers came to the city, the country was captured and tortured to death, at the age of 54.

However, although Song Huizong was not very good as the emperor, but the achievements in calligraphy and painting were high to an incredible height, and his paintings were praised by later generations as "the beauty of ancient and modern times".

What's more, Zhao Ji's calligraphy attainments are also extremely high, he personally created a thin gold body, the pen is fluttering and fast, the handwriting is thin, to thin without losing its flesh, the turning point can be clearly seen Tibetan Feng, Lu Feng and other Teton traces, is an original in the history of calligraphy, has been influencing later generations to continue today.

In terms of fame and artistic achievements, Zhao Ji is not far behind Yan Liben, and Zhao Ji is especially good at flower and bird painting, and his figure paintings are not many, so his copy of the "Step Diagram" is also highly sought after, creating a sky-high price for the auction house.

"Fake ones can be sold for seventy or eighty million, this ...... How much does this really cost to sell?"

Seeing the fat man with open eyes, his eyes were almost in Yan Liben's painting at this time, this painting in his eyes was basically similar to a mountain of gold, if it wasn't for Fang Yi's things, I'm afraid the fat man would have the intention of running away after grabbing it at this time.

"Yan Liben's authentic works are not seen in the people at all, and the price is immeasurable......

Yu Xuan shook his head, this painting of Yan Liben is a court figure painting, and it is also Yan Liben's best work, the painting is densely covered with the seals of celebrities of the past dynasties, and Emperor Qianlong is even more shameless to inscribe a few words on it.

According to Yu Xuan's estimate, if Fang Yi really takes it out for auction, the bottom auction price will be at least 50 million, and it is not surprising that the price of one or two hundred million will be auctioned.

Just this painting can allow Fang Yi to recover all the costs he spent on buying these cultural relics, which is naturally the reason why Sun Lianda and Yu Xuan secretly sighed Fang Yi's good luck, their old brothers have been in the antique shop and cultural relics industry all their lives, and they have never encountered such a good thing.

"If I don't become the curator, I won't be ashamed today......"

Looking at the calligraphy and painting in front of him, Zhao Hongtao almost couldn't hold it, he thought he had taken advantage of Fang Yitian when he took the golden Buddha before, but after seeing these works, Zhao Hongtao knew that the golden Buddha he chose was only the most inconspicuous one in terms of value and artistic attainment.

"You can be shameless, we two can't do it......"

Hearing Zhao Hongtao's words, Sun Lianda smiled bitterly and shook his head, if it was an object of eight thousand yuan, he and Yu Xuan would have accepted it, but none of these calligraphy and paintings were worth less than one million, and it was impossible for Sun Lianda to take advantage of the disciple.

"I can be shameless, Brother Yi, you don't want to reward me with a painting anymore, right?" The fat man licked a face and came over, but his face was obviously worthless, and he was pushed away by a slap before he could get to Fang Yi's side.

"What's the matter with you......" Fang Yi pushed the fat man away and said, "Teacher, this should be regarded as a disciple's filial piety to the two of you, so you can choose one......

"You have already given the apprenticeship ceremony, Fang Yi, our two brothers can't ask for things!" Seeing that Fang Yi still wanted to persuade again, Sun Lianda waved his hand and said, "But I will be responsible for the restoration of your calligraphy and paintings......"

In addition to the professional identification of cultural relics, Sun Lianda is best at the restoration of calligraphy and painting cultural relics, some of these ancient paintings are very damaged, in the eyes of Sun Lianda, he is naturally distressed, if it is not the right time and place, he can't wait to start repairing immediately.

"Teacher, if you don't say it, these things will also be handed over to you, and I will send them to you tomorrow......"

Fang Yi nodded when he heard this, this is what he said before, plus Fang Yi has no experience in keeping and handling calligraphy and paintings, these things are placed in his hands, maybe they will be even more damaged.

"No, just fix it here, this place is spacious enough......"

Sun Lianda shook his head, looked at Zhao Hongtao and the others, and said: "These things today, you can see them in your eyes, don't spread them out, don't pass a word out!"

"Teacher, we know it's amazing!"

The fat man and the three guns were still a little unclear about Sun Lianda's words, but the Man Army and Zhao Hongtao immediately understood, as the saying goes, the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty, if it is known that Fang Yi has such a batch of precious antiques in his hands, then Fang Yi is afraid that there will never be a peaceful day.

Not to mention that the chickens and dogs will be worried about Fang Yi's things, even the official will probably spy on them, and some people who are particular will persuade Fang Yi to donate things, but those who are not particular will use all kinds of means to force Fang Yi to donate things.

"Alright, let's get the rest out......"

After getting the assurance of Man Jun and Zhao Hongtao, Sun Lianda waved his hand, he may not believe the words of the two, after today, Sun Lianda will persuade Fang Yi to go to the bank to rent a safe deposit box and hide some things first.

"Okay, then let's move on ......"

Although Sun Lianda only clicked to the end, Fang Yi also understood a little in his heart, and he didn't say much at the moment, and dismantled the wooden boxes on the balcony one by one.

Exquisite ceramics and bronzes, as well as miscellaneous jade and other hand-held pieces, were placed in the living room one by one, and the huge living room was filled with these things, but there was not much place to put your feet.

With the Yongzheng enamel porcelain of the three guns, Sun Lianda and others also have some immunity to the Qing Dynasty official kiln porcelain that appeared later, but dozens of exquisite Qing Dynasty official kiln porcelain in front of them also shocked them, which can simply open a small Qing Dynasty official kiln porcelain museum.

The three-legged tripod that Fang Yi paid attention to before was identified by Yu Xuan as a palace imitation in the early Qing Dynasty, and its value was not very high, and Yu Xuan estimated that it was twenty or thirty thousand yuan.

However, when a very inconspicuous incense burner packaged with the three-legged tripod appeared, it made Yu Xuan excited, and when Yu Xuan spent nearly half an hour to identify it, Yu Xuan, who had always been calm, actually held the incense burner and said that he was unwilling to let go.

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ps: More big chapters, slowly recover the state, monthly pass or something, the fat man has no face to beg, cover his face and say goodbye, good night everyone! )