The things everyone brought were quickly appreciated, some real and some fake. (.) Chen Lao, who had a short beard on his mouth, the two things he brought were identified as fake, and he seemed to be a little unconvinced, and he argued with Xu Lao and a few others, and finally had to admit it, and sat there drinking tea angrily.

"Alright, Lao Chen, don't be angry. Dong Hongfeng persuaded, "When everyone has a blind eye, I also paid a lot of tuition fees back then." ”

"Yes, don't take it too seriously, and then play slowly in the future!" the short and fat Xu Lao also persuaded.

Boss Chen is even more unhappy, if someone else says this, he can still accept it, but Xu Fatzi, who is also a layman like himself, can buy real goods, and his level is stronger than him, so why did he buy fakes. Thinking of this, Boss Chen was even more unhappy, he stood up, "I still have one more thing here, a few more will help to take a look." ”

As he spoke, he stepped aside and took out a pair of rolled scrolls from a small safe.

"Lao Chen, you are really, if you have good things, take them out early!" Dong Hongfeng is an expert, as soon as he saw the yellowed Cheng dù on the paper and the texture of the scroll, he knew that this thing was not bad, he hurriedly walked over, cleaned up the Eight Immortals table, vacated a large space, and said, "Come, put it here, let me take a closer look." There was already some impatience in his tone.

Chen Lao held the scroll over, untied it carefully, and then slowly laid it out, and finally opened the scroll and spread it flat on the table.

"It's Liu Gongquan's words!" Dong Hongfeng recognized it at once, his face was delighted, carefully observed the calligraphy style, and checked the back of the inscription and bell seal, and said: "That's right, it is Liu Gongquan's words, which belong to his early works, at this time his style has not been completely formed, during which there are still many traces of imitation of many famous artists." ”

Li Haoran is not very good at appraising calligraphy, but Liu Gongquan still knows that one of the four masters of regular script in the Tang Dynasty, the pen is breezy and the slight clouds are soothing, which is quite natural and interesting, and has a relatively large impact on calligraphy in later generations.

Liu Gongquan's calligraphy was not good at the beginning, on the contrary, his early calligraphy was ugly. At the age of seventeen, Liu Gongquan went to take the entrance examination, which was supposed to be the first place, but the examiner thought that his handwriting was too ugly, so he gave the first place to Liu Gongquan's nephew. This made Liu Gongquan suffer a lot of humiliation, and after he came back, he was angry and strong, studied and copied a lot of calligraphy characters, and finally became a self-contained.

Xu Lao and Zuo Lao also stepped forward to carefully appraise it, and finally said: "It should be Liu Gongquan's authentic work, looking at the style, it is indeed his early works, and you can indeed see some eyebrows and eyes in the style of other famous artists." ”

The meaning of this sentence is that Liu Gongquan's style has not yet been completed, and it is still influenced by other famous artists.

"Lao Chen, this painting is very good, Liu Gongquan's work, but it's too rare!" Dong Hongfeng looked reluctant again, lying on the scroll and refusing to let go.

The corners of Old Chen's mouth turned up, showing a smug look, he looked at Li Haoran and Xu Fatzi, who had not yet expressed their opinions, "You two also help take a look." ”

Xu Fatzi waved his hand again and again, "My own name is written like a dog climbing a fork, how can I understand this, so I won't be ugly." ”

Li Haoran didn't like to write, but during his serious illness, Qingyunzi didn't train him less, on the one hand, he trained his calligraphy, and on the other hand, it was to erase Li Haoran's anger, so that he could develop perseverance, but he didn't know that after practicing the hundreds of jars of water, he was already a calligraphy master, after hearing Chen Lao's words, Li Haoran walked over, stood in front of the scroll and looked at it for a moment, his brows furrowed, he asked Dong Hongfeng next to him, "Boss Dong, is this really Liu Gongquan's early work?"

Dong Hongfeng raised his eyes, "What do you mean by this! I may be able to read other works, but I will never be wrong about calligraphy." ”

Li Haoran shook his head, "If you say so, then this painting is fake!"

The people in the room were a little strange, what kind of logic is this? Even Xu Fatzi, who had been sitting there drinking tea, walked over and looked at it twice, wondering what the secret of this painting was.

Only Chen Lao's face was a little unnatural, and his mouth opened a little, but he didn't speak.

Xu Lao asked: "Doctor Li, can you tell me the reason, and let us all have a long insight, where is this calligraphy?" Xu Lao was very puzzled, with his own years of calligraphy appraisal experience, this character is absolutely true.

"It may be a little difficult to accept to say it, but it is true!" Li Haoran pointed to the letter, "I don't know much calligraphy, I observe it from the perspective of medical skills." According to my observations, the person who wrote this painting was already exhausted at that time, and after writing this painting, he would die within seven days, and there was no salvation from the medicine. Liu Gongquan is a well-known long-lived calligrapher, at the age of 87, if this is his early work, it would be a bit against the common sense of doctors. ”

The ancients said: Calligraphy, text and painting, all have the middle qi in the middle, so we can see that the calligrapher is poor and long-lived. The style of writing is round and fluent, and his people must be sleek and sophisticated, such as Zhao Meng, a great calligrapher who abandoned Zhao Touyuan;

To look at calligraphy, in addition to looking at the font glyph, we should also look at the strength and integrity of the character.

Zuo Lao is a person who loves calligraphy, he believes that words are spiritual, and when he heard Li Haoran's words, he stepped forward and observed it carefully, and finally shook his head and said: "I can't see it, this character is really a little inaccurate." ”

After speaking, he sat back in his seat, took a sip of tea, and said: "I once saw a story in an ancient book of the Qing Dynasty, "The Tale of Oupi Fisherman", which is about Fu Qingzhu, a great calligrapher and great doctor in the early Qing Dynasty. Once Fu Qingzhu was drunk and wrote a wild grass, he went to sleep, and when he got up the next day, he looked at it again, and suddenly became stunned, saying that his life would not last long. When his son asked him why, he said that he could see from the words that he was dying and that his life was imminent. Only then did Fu Qingzhu's son admit that this painting was not written by you, father, but by me after you slept last night. Lord Fu Qing was even more sad, saying that even if this is the case, I am afraid that your life will not last long. Soon after the incident, Fu Qingzhu's son died, which was a very big blow to Fu Qingzhu. ”

Putting down the teacup, Lao Zuo sighed: "I didn't expect that Dr. Li, like Fu Qingzhu, is a master of qi observation, but it's a pity that it's hard to say whether this character is true or false." ”

Dong Hongfeng looked at Chen Lao at this time and said, "Lao Chen, since you bought this calligraphy, can you tell me about the origin?"

Old Chen's face was a little lost, he waved his hand, and said angrily: "It's in exchange, what is there to talk about." ”

Zuo Lao frowned slightly, this is not what Chen Lao should have, usually when there is a dispute between truth and falsehood, he will definitely blow his beard and stare at him, desperately defending his opinion, why is there a lack of interest today.

After pondering it carefully, Zuo Lao suddenly understood, ***, this surnamed Chen must have known that this character was fake, and the things he brought today were identified as fake by everyone, he swept his face, and took out this character, wanting to deliberately try to study everyone's eyesight, but unfortunately, he deceived all the experts, but let Li Haoran, who is a doctor, see through it at a glance.

In the antique industry, it is not easy to mix up fame, so the more famous you are, the more you cherish your reputation, like today, three masters can identify things for two laymen for free, which is already very rare, but I didn't expect that there were people who deliberately stumbled and wanted you to make a mistake.

Zuo Lao was very angry in his heart, and knocked the teacup on the table, you surnamed Chen are too damaged, you don't have enough eyesight to buy fakes, can you blame everyone, and no one is holding a knife on your neck to force you to buy those guys.

Old Xu was a big old man, and he couldn't think of Old Chen's crooked intestines, he looked at Li Haoran and said, "Doctor Li, your reason does sound reasonable, but from the perspective of calligraphy and painting identification, it is difficult to stand. Do you think this is a fake, is there any other reason?"

Li Haoran shook his head and said with a smile: "I have already said that I don't know calligraphy, so I will talk about two opinions from the perspective of medical skills." ”

Seeing that everyone was incredible, Xu Lao immediately changed his tone and said: "Since everyone has different opinions, let's put down this calligraphy and painting first, come, Dr. Li, how about my calligraphy and paintings?

"Well, yes, the person who copied this painting can also be said to be a master, and it can almost be real!" This pair of Zheng Banqiao's bamboo Li Haoran had already seen when he just came in, but he only glanced at it and knew that this was a fake, but it was also a masterpiece among the fakes, and the painting was very good.

"Fake, Doctor Li, are you suspicious of my vision? This is the real Zheng Banqiao's masterpiece!" After hearing Li Haoran's words, Old Xu's brows also furrowed tightly, and he said to Li Haoran with a displeased expression.

After seeing Xu Lao's frowning appearance, the hearts of several other people couldn't help but beat wildly, you must know that Xu Lao has been appreciating calligraphy and painting here for decades, and he has never blushed, Zhang Jiexiong at the door hurriedly walked in, and said to Li Haoran: "Li Haoran, you are really wrong, this painting is the master's favorite, the master has collected this painting for nearly 20 years, this is the birthday gift that Mrs. gave to the master back then!"

Zhang Jiexiong and several old people in the house were very nervous at this time, especially Zhang Jiexiong, the old man's temper was quite clear, the old man started a fire, but no matter who you are, besides, how many people have seen this painting, including some everyone, but they all praised this painting, and this painting is Xu Lao's favorite, so he quickly pointed out the origin of this painting.

After Xu Lao heard Zhang Jiexiong's words, he didn't speak, just looked at Li Haoran, waiting for his answer.

"I don't know the origin of this painting, but obviously this is a fake, and it can't be wrong!" After hearing Zhang Jiexiong's words, although Li Haoran knew what Zhang Jiexiong meant, he didn't ask the Xu family for anything, so of course, he told the truth.

Moreover, Old Man Xu's status is high, no matter how powerful he is, he can't affect him, a high-powered old man, he can't turn his face with himself because of this matter.

"Li Haoran, you ......" After hearing Li Haoran's words, Zhang Jiexiong was suddenly anxious, this painting was a birthday gift from his wife to the lord back then, and now it is said by Li Haoran to be a fake, how can he not be in a hurry?

For the first time, he could say that he didn't know, but now that he knows the origin of this painting, and he still says so, he doesn't know what Li Haoran thinks, or he can say that he is not proficient in calligraphy and painting!

But before Zhang Jiexiong's words were finished, he was interrupted by Xu Lao's wave of his hand.

"Doctor Li, such a fine product is said to be a fake, can you tell where the fake is?" Xu Lao asked Li Haoran after interrupting Zhang Jiexiong's words.

"Hehe, Xu Lao, in fact, I don't know much about painting, and I don't know the means of appreciating the true and the fake, I only know that when I reach the level of Zheng Banqiao, his paintings are integrated with spirit, and this painting obviously does not, although this painting can almost be real, only look at the technique can not see the truth or falsehood, but this painting is obviously a copy, and it is not integrated into his own spirit, so his painting is tangible but godless, and according to the method of our Chinese medicine Xuanmen Wangqi, the old man who copied this painting passed away not long after!" After hearing Elder Xu's question, Li Haoran explained, his face a little heavy.

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