Su Delun had an indescribable pride on his face, as if he was a master of calligraphy and painting, and this kind of competitive emotion appeared on a man in his fifties, making Liao Xuebing feel that he was a little more cute.

"Mr. Li's calligraphy style has already formed a new school, and Wang Ang, the 'drunken lacquer school' in Beijing, is the horn of each other, and the world is called 'King of the South Li and the North'. To know. Mr. Li's name is in front of Wang Ang. Su Delun's wrinkles flickered and flashed to show off: "He is still Bingyun's enlightenment teacher in art, if it weren't for Bingyun's later admission to the Academy of Fine Arts to indulge in Western oil painting techniques, he would now be a famous local Chinese painting master." ”

looked like he hated iron but not steel, and the implication was very clear: "How can you be worthy of my Bingyun?"

In his impression, Li Qingyuan's smile suddenly stretched out and he smiled at Liao Xuebing: "Xiao Liao, I didn't expect you to be a frequent visitor to Mr. Su's house, which is great." I heard that Mr. Su just bought a piece of Cai Xiangdi's "Thank You Yushu Poem" at the New Year's auction of Longteng Auction House, and I came to see what happened. ”

Su Delun's eyes were as wide as goldfish: "Mr. Li knows Xiao Liao?"

Of course, of course, Xiao Liao's reputation is unknown to everyone in Zhonghai City, the most outstanding young talent, the most talented teacher, the most profound educator, the most thoughtful critic, and before the age of thirty, he has such unattainable achievements, which can be called a genius. I dare say that in the future, the Mediterranean will be his world. It is also an honor for Mr. Su to be able to get to know Xiao Liao. Li Qingyuan has almost nothing worthy of his admiration, but this Liao Xuebing is one of them, and he has seen the class "angrily reprimanded Guo Yongsheng." After pointing to contemporary education", Liao Xuebing was posthumously regarded as a new generation of thinkers in education.

Sudren was almost petrified on the spot, and the lightning crackled in his mind, and he couldn't even think of it with his asshole. This shabby and impolite Chinese teacher deserved such praise from Li Qingyuan, and he looked as usual, as if it was a very natural thing.

In a hurry. Even he stammered: "This ...... This...... Xiao Liao is...... Young talents, educators, critics, geniuses?"

Liao Xuebing smiled faintly: "Mr. Li has been promoted, I am just a teacher without a penny, how can I afford such a big ground?"

"It's better to take a look at Mr. Su's collection of "Xie Ci Yushu Poems" first. Li Qingyuan was full of joy. Young people know humility, and the future is limitless. Unconsciously added: "It's a pity that I don't have a daughter, otherwise Xiao Liao is approaching the age of standing and has not married, and he will definitely marry him." ”

Sudren had no choice but to laugh dryly.

Liao Xuebing said: "There is nothing to do left and right, it is better to have a cup of tea and chat, and by the way, you can also enjoy the beautiful scenery of Tongcheng Road." ”

Li Qingyuan said strangely: "Xiao Liao didn't read "Xie Ci Yushu Poems"?"

"Hehe, what's so nice about that, you don't have to think about it to know that it must be a fake. ”

Su Delun's soul was scattered: "Fake?" Last time, Liao Xuebing judged that his Qianlong Dynasty's hand-copied rare copy of "The Stone Record" was a fake, and he was not very willing afterwards. Take it to an antique connoisseur for appraisal. Sure enough, there is a fake. This hairy-footed son-in-law doesn't seem to be too open-mouthed.

Li Qingyuan said: "Why did Xiao Liao say this?"

"Cai Xiang is one of the four famous masters of Su, Huang, Mi and Cai in the Song Dynasty, and his calligraphy art has achieved extremely high achievements, so it is needless to say. In the catastrophe of the last century, the "Poems of the Imperial Book of Thanks" was plundered by the Japanese people and existed in the Japanese Island for decades. Dozens of people in China have appreciated the "Poems of Xie Ci Yushu" and believe that it is one of Cai Xiang's masterpieces, worth more than 10 million. Each of these words is a hundred times more expensive than gold. ”

Millions of calligraphy treasures. Naturally, it is not Su Delun's worth that can buy land.

The father-in-law's face was red and white, and he didn't dare to look at Li Qingyuan for a long time. He said in a low voice: "It turned out that Longteng Auction House was fake." I went to court and sued them. ”

Liao Xuebing also said: ""Xie Ci Yushu Poems" is hidden in Wadao, that is a great shame, four years ago, our city Dibei Group spent a lot of money to welcome the national treasure back to China. Longteng Auction House is Pei's industry, their family has a big business, how can they risk the world's disapproval and sell fakes?" Besides, with the financial resources of the Bei family, there will be no shortage of such money to put it up for auction.

Su Delun was very ugly, and said dejectedly: "Yes, I was deceived, in fact, I bought the land in the 'Yiyuan' antique shop, and it cost more than 200,000 yuan." At the time, I thought I was taking advantage of it. Alas, it's all my vanity. I thought that this time the old face could be lost in front of my son-in-law, who had always looked down on him. even made his old friend Li Qingyuan look at the joke, and he was embarrassed for a while.

Li Qingyuan didn't care, bought fake paintings and calligraphy thinking it was real, and invited relatives and friends to enjoy it with great interest, which is something that many people have encountered, which is not surprising. smiled: "Even if it is a fake, it can be made to the point of being fake, when there is something to be desired, let's go and see it." ”

In the study, Su Delun didn't even bother to put on gloves, took out a rectangular wooden box directly from the safe, took out the work and unfolded it, and at the same time glared at Liao Xuebing coldly, for fear that he would make some sarcastic remarks.

Liao Xuebing did not take out a magnifying glass to look at it carefully, but glanced at it slightly, and said: "The gestures are coherent and smooth, which is similar to the Jiajing and Wanli fake pens of the Ming Dynasty, but in terms of the achievements of copying, it has long surpassed the realm of fakes." Mr. Li, you see, the pen swaying vertically and horizontally, ups and downs, even if Cai Xiang personally wrote it, it is just so, this "in" word is the last stroke, suddenly a stroke as thin as silk and stable as a rock, the dangerous penmanship is at its peak, and the wonder is at the top. I think that even if it is a copy, it is one of the best, worth no less than a million. ”

Li Qingyuan listened to his words, immediately threw away the big mirror, and exclaimed in surprise: "Xiao Liao, you are really like a torch, I still have to look for clues of falsification from the inscription, you are good, you can see the artistic value contained in it at a glance." Not bad, just on calligraphy, this author is simply not under Cai Xiang, my country has a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in ancient times, and there are many talents. I don't know how many people have been buried by the long river of history, but it's a pity. Mr. Su, you've really found a treasure. ”

Sudrun seemed to rise from a cold ice cave to a scorching furnace, and the blessing from heaven came so suddenly that it was unexpected. He didn't quite believe Liao Xuebing's remarks, but even Li Qingyuan admired it so much, most of them couldn't be wrong, only 200,000 yuan to buy something worth one million land, that was a blessing of heaven and earth, and from then on he boasted to others, but there was another point to talk about.

The palms of his hands were drenched in sweat, his face was like a peony in full bloom in spring, and every wrinkle emitted an incomparably dazzling brilliance, and he said happily: "Mr. Li." You're not making fun of me, are you?"

Li Qingyuan was displeased: "Even if you don't believe in my eyesight, you can't doubt Xiao Liao's judgment, can he still be fake?"

At this time, Su Delun re-examined Liao Xuebing, and his heart was full of doubts. Good guy, real people don't show their faces! can get Li Qingyuan's undisguised appreciation, and he can count them in a slap in Zhonghai City, but Bingyun used to say that he was just an ordinary Chinese teacher in Tulip High School...... Could it be that Xiao Liao is really a talent?

To know. Su Delun is a vassal and elegant, he knows that he has no half of the talent, and he really admires Li Qingyuan, and Li Qingyuan pushes Xiao Liao to the extreme, and the relationship between this can be written about in a big way.

Carefully accompanied the two of them to appreciate the million-dollar "Xie Ci Yushu Poem" fake, and was overjoyed in his heart, thinking secretly: "It's me who has lost my eyes, Bingyun looks at the man on the ground, how can it be so bad?"

At this time, Lao Liao pointed out the romance and swayed freely, and any subtlety in the work was said in detail, which made the old man's heart bloom, and then commented on the local characters in the city, and the tone was so big that even the contemporary literary critic Guo Yongsheng was scolded by him for not being worth a penny. And Keiang. has also become a person who deceives the world and steals fame, but what he said is reasonable and well-founded, and people can't help but nod.

Even if he is open-mouthed, according to his bragging and deceptive talent, it is enough to make people believe that chickens do not hatch from eggs, not to mention that it is so reasonable?

And Li Qingyuan, who was originally invited to be the protagonist to save face with Liao Xuebing, was completely reduced to a supporting role that only knew "um, ah, uh" and praised. In just a few words, he also talked about the fact that Pei Shixiang, the economic engine of China Shipping, has a close relationship with him, and is also a frequent guest at the mayor's house and a guest of the director of education.

Su Delun was dripping with cold sweat, and thought again: "People can't look good, you should feel it last time you came to the house." Xiao Liao must not be a thing in the pool, and it won't be too bad for Bingyun to find such a boyfriend. ”

Su Bingyun was afraid that his father and his lover would have a conflict, so he came out of the room and slipped into the study. Seeing Liao Xuebing's posture like a river, and his father listening to the lecture like a primary school student next to him, he couldn't help but be very stunned, and instead of an indescribable joy.

"Dad, Mr. Li, it's almost time to eat. He stepped forward and grabbed Liao Xuebing's arm, with a natural expression.

Lao Liao smiled proudly. He made a gesture and said, "Father-in-law, Mr. Li, please." ”

Li Qingyuan's eyes widened: "Xiao Liao, are you Mr. Su's son-in-law? Then, isn't that pharmaceutical company Li Zhou also your father-in-law?"

"Huh?"

The audience was shocked, Su Delun almost tore the "Thank You Yushu Poem", Su Bingyun quietly let go of Lao Liaodi's arm. It Li Qingyuan is a tendon literati, naturally he will not bend the scene, last time in Li Xinghua's painting exhibition, I heard Zhu Xiang say that Liao Xuebing's family is Li Zhou, at this time he said it casually, and he didn't care about everyone's face at all.

Lao Liao had long forgotten the situation at that time, suddenly saved, and stopped laughing triumphantly, and said in his heart: "Lao Li, Lao Li, you played to death this time." ”