Chapter 269: Li Lao's Treasure Trove (II)

"Okay, after reading the ceramics, I'll take you to see my collection of ancient paintings, their preciousness is not inferior to my ceramic treasures!"

After listening to Li Lao's words, Liu Dong's eyes lit up, and he secretly looked forward to it in his heart.

However, the next display shelf was not the calligraphy and painting that Liu Dong imagined, but boxes of different sizes.

"Come, Xiaodong, take this box down and open it!" Li Lao commanded, pointing to a black rectangular camphor box located at the very edge of the third row of cushions.

"Oh!" Liu Dong did as he was told, and soon moved down.

"Open!"

Then, scrolls of canvases appeared in Liu Dong's eyes.

Seeing this, Li Lao bent down and picked up a pair from it, and then slowly unfolded it, and then a beautiful oil painting appeared in Liu Dong's eyes. The oil painting is not too big, that is, 60*80 looks, the content of the oil painting is two young soldiers standing with guns, supporting each other's shoulders, looking excited, behind the warrior is a cave.

Looking at the slightly similar faces of the two warriors, as well as the familiarity in Liu Dong's heart, he couldn't help but be shocked at the moment, and asked instead, "......Who is the person above Elder Li?"

"My eldest brother and I are the personnel above!" Li Lao continued with a look of reminiscence, "At that time, we joined the army and arrived in Yan'an, and it happened that Mr. Beihong was also there, so we begged him to paint this picture!"

Hearing this, Liu Dong didn't speak again, thinking that a lot of things must have happened in it, but Li Lao didn't continue, and he didn't ask again.

Li Lao held the painting and looked at it for two or three minutes before he came back to his senses. After putting this oil painting back in. He took out another scroll from the box.

"Eight Horses!" Liu Dong said in surprise.

I opened it again with a Chinese painting. However, Mr. Beihong's name is still on the payment.

"Hehe, this is when Mr. Beihong was the president of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, I went to ask for it!" As if remembering some interesting things from the past, Li Lao had a slight smile on his face.

"Old Li, are all the works of Mr. Beihong in this box?" Liu Dong asked with a slightly shocked look in surprise.

"Not bad! But there are only five paintings in the finished product, two oil paintings, three Chinese paintings, and the rest are the sketches, sketches, calligraphy, and tablets that I usually painted, adding up to 52 pieces!"

"You're so good!" Liu Dong said with sincere admiration.

"Haha. For these things, the old man will go to the Central Academy of Fine Arts every few days!" said Li Lao, who couldn't help but show a smug look on his face.

Liu Dong knew that Xu Beihong had served as the president of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and looking at the expression on Li Lao's face at this moment, Liu Dong knew that this old man had not gone to fight the autumn wind.

"Then you ...... Master Li Kuchan's paintings here?" Liu Dong said tentatively. Li Kuchan is the apprentice of Qi Baishi, a master of Chinese painting, and his achievements are no less than that of Naishi, and he is also a master of modern Chinese painting, a master of flowers and birds, and Xu Beihong was a professor at the establishment of the Central Academy of Fine Arts.

"No, the black box on the side is the work of Master Kuzen!"

Listening to Elder Li's words, Liu Dong hurriedly stood up. I took the box down from the iron shelf next to it, and after opening it, there were pictures one after another.

Watching Liu Dong's movements. Li Lao said beside him: "I have six complete paintings of Mr. Kuzen here, and 64 other small sketches of calligraphy and painting, calligraphy and inscriptions!"

"By the way, after reading these, there are also paintings by Mr. Wu Zuoren next to them! There are also calligraphy and painting works by Mr. Li Keran, Mr. Pan Tianshou, and Mr. Fu Baoshi......!"

Next, Li Lao almost talked about the famous painters of modern and modern China.

"Old man, where did you get the energy to collect so many famous paintings, it can't be that you robbed people's houses, right?" After Liu Dong listened, he first glanced at the large and small boxes placed on the shelves, and couldn't help but look at Li Lao dumbfounded.

Hearing this, Li Lao glanced at Liu Dong angrily, and then said with a slight show off: "What kind of robbery, it's just nonsense! Old man, I have friends all over the world, and I have collected these famous artists in the capital by myself, and those outside are all for my comrades-in-arms to help! I owe a lot of favors for these!"

"Then Elder Li, how many paintings have you collected here by these modern masters?" Liu Dong then asked.

"I can't remember it well when I'm old, but there should be more than two thousand five hundred pairs of large and small together!" the old man said with a frown after knocking his head.

"Goo!" Liu Dong swallowed.

Although most of the more than 2,500 works are sketches, calligraphy, inscriptions, and small sketches of calligraphy and painting, there are probably more than 200 paintings in the real finished product, and according to the current market situation, there should be at least several billion yuan.

Fortunately, in that special period, the state implemented public ownership, and if it is put in the current era of market economy, I am afraid that no matter how good the friendship is, it will not be able to exchange so many works.

Next, Li Lao took Liu Dong to look at the ancient paintings and calligraphy of the Ming and Qing dynasties that he had collected before, not too many, only more than one hundred and sixty pairs.

Compared with porcelain, the preservation of ancient paintings and calligraphy is much more difficult, so there are few surviving paintings, and this more than 160 pieces is already a large number.

"Xiaodong, this shelf contains the twenty-two paintings and thirty calligraphy that I have the highest value here!" Li Lao said.

Hearing this, Liu Dong nodded.

"This is your old collection of famous masters of the Tang, Song, and Yuan dynasties, right?"

After listening to Liu Dong's words, the old man first nodded, and then shook his head. Looking at Liu Dong's confused appearance, he couldn't help but smile, "You'll know later!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't need Liu Dong's help, he reached out and hugged a wooden box on the shelf, and after opening it, there were three scrolls inside!

"Of all the paintings and calligraphy in my collection, they are the most precious!" After a pause, "Come to Xiaodong, help me open it, be careful!"

"I know, Mr. Li!"

Li Lao first picked up the one on the left, and after the two of them grabbed one side, a silk painting that was already extremely old and glowing yellow slowly unfolded!

"Tang Wu Daozi!" Seeing the italics, Liu Dong was shocked.

"Elder Li, ...... this?"

Wu Daozi has been revered as the 'painting saint' for thousands of years, and almost everyone knows it. However, there are different opinions about this painting, some say that he has no authentic works handed down to the world, and some people think that there are still authentic works of Wu Daozi in the world, among which the famous one is the "Eighty-Seven Immortal Picture Scroll" that Mr. Xu Beihong regards as his life!

"Let's see!"

After listening to Li Lao's words, Liu Dong took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and slowly unfolded the picture scroll with Li Lao.

Although the painting is extremely old, it has been re-pasted and has an extremely strong backing, which is not damaged even though it is not supported by a table.

The scroll is very long, and the last two people stand in the middle aisle to unfold it, Liu Dong estimated that the length of the whole painting is more than five meters, and the width is more than forty centimeters.

The painting scroll depicts a landscape of mountains, flowing water, and boats, and the lines are lifelike, and the lines are smooth, as if the whole painting has been painted with one stroke.

""Three Hundred Miles of Landscape of Jialing River", it is really this painting!" The inscription next to the heart of the painting, Liu Dong said excitedly.

During this time, Liu Dong has read a lot of books on the appraisal of calligraphy and painting, and he is no stranger to the painting saint Wu Daozi, and he is even more clear about the story before and after this "Three Hundred Miles of Jialing River Landscape".

During the Tianbao period, one day Tang Xuanzong suddenly remembered that the Jialing River in Shuzhong was beautiful and interesting, so he ordered Wu Daozi to go to the Jialing River to sketch by post. When he arrived at the Jialing River, Wu Daozi roamed the river, looking into the distance, this place was a good place with good mountains and rivers, and the scene and scene swept by, and the experience and feelings at that time were deeply remembered in his heart, and he did not draw a sketch.

When Wu Daozi returned to Chang'an after touring the mountains and rivers of the Jialing River, when Xuanzong asked him about his paintings, he replied: "The minister has no powder book, and he keeps it in mind." Xuanzong ordered him to paint on the wall of the Datong Palace. Wu Daozi is not to list the surface of the mountains and rivers of the Jialing River, but to grasp the fascinating realm of the Jialing River, a mountain and a water, a hill and a ravine, that is, the magnificent beauty and natural characteristics of the mountains and rivers in this area have been highly summarized, and the beautiful scenery of the three hundred miles of the Jialing River has jumped on the paper, and Xuanzong has praised it.

Prior to this, the great painter General Li (Sixun) was good at landscape painting, and also painted the landscape of the Jialing River on the wall of the Datong Palace, although the painting was also very wonderful, but it was "finished in a few months", which was not as fast and good as Wu Daoxuan's painting. Therefore, Xuanzong said with emotion: "Li Sixun's work for several months, and Wu Daoxuan's traces for one day are extremely wonderful. It can be seen that Wu Daozi's painting skills are superb and his brushwork is skillful.

"Is this painting of Li Lao genuine? This is really unbelievable!"

"Hehe, this is naturally a genuine work, I have found many people to do the identification, and the carbon 14 identification has also been done, it is the authentic work of Wu Daozi, and there is a promotion next to it!"

"Tang Xuanzong Li Longji, Su Shi, Huang Gongwang, Zhu Yunming!" Just at a glance, Liu Dong found the handwriting and seals of many celebrities in a series of promotions.

In the end, Liu Dong used his ability to check it again, and the dazzling red light almost made people unable to open their eyes, and the five words 'Wu Daozi's true handwriting' in his mind made Liu Dong even more suspicious.

"Old Li, this is a real national treasure, a priceless treasure!" Liu Dong couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at Liu Dong's expression, Li Lao also nodded in agreement, this painting has been in his hands for many years, and he has seen it more than a hundred times, but every time he looks at it, he has a different feeling.

And this time, the two of them admired it for more than ten minutes before they re-rolled up the painting and put it back in the box!

"Xiaodong, can you identify whose calligraphy this is?" asked when Li Lao opened half of the calligraphy in his hand.

"Yan Zhenqing's "Yan's Family Motto"!" Liu Dong blurted out.

"Hey, how do you see that?"

Looking at the look of surprise on Old Li's face, Liu Dong secretly screamed in his heart, 'Oops', which he identified with the ability in his mind, and blurted out in excitement. (To be continued......)