After all, I'm still young and ambitious. Yang Lao shook his head secretly, but he felt that it was a good thing for Wang Guan to suffer a loss, after all, he had learned a lesson, and he would not make the same mistake again in the future.

"Wang Guan, you finally have a time to look away."

The relationship is relatively familiar, Yu Feibai did not open his mouth to comfort, but sprinkled salt on Wang Guan's wound, and said with a smile: "This is a normal thing, otherwise, watching you pick up leaks every day, I have to wonder if you are from the earth." ”

Yang Lao and Yu Feibai, you said a word, I said a word, negated Wang Guan's judgment, but he didn't mean to be angry, he still had a smile on his face, and picked up the ink bamboo map and looked at it carefully.

Seeing this, the two people next to them inevitably began to mumble in their hearts, could it be that Wang Guan couldn't bear this Chapter 109 blindness, and he didn't see Taishan's blow, and his demeanor was abnormal?

"Wang Guan, don't worry too much."

At this time, Yu Feibai restrained his smile and hurriedly persuaded: "Look at me, I often open my eyes, and I don't pay less tuition......"

"I'm fine, I don't need you to comfort me." Wang Guan smiled and shook his head, and suddenly asked, "Feibai, do you remember the picture of a leaf obstacle mentioned by Qian Lao some time ago?" ”

"A leaf obstructs the eyes, and you can't see Mount Tai." Yu Feibai was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed: "Wang Guan, don't tell me, this is another thing to cover up with a blindfold." ”

"It's hard to say." Wang Guan chuckled and said, "Don't you think that the paper of this painting is a little thick?" ”

"Thick paper?"

Yu Feibai hurriedly touched the ink bamboo diagram with his hand, rubbed it carefully, but shook his head blankly and said: "I don't feel how thick it is, I have also seen Qi Baishi's authentic handwriting, which is made of seventeen or eighteen layers of rice paper." ”

"Good rice paper is made in layers. An ordinary piece of rice paper can be split into two or three layers, and high-grade rice paper can even be split into more than ten layers. That's why there are things like uncovering and stealing other people's paintings and calligraphy. ”

Wang Guan said with a smile: "However, I remember that it is popular to use rice paper to paint Chapter 109 with a leaf and a blind eye, and Mount Tai is missing, so it should be after the Yuan and Ming dynasties." However, in the Song Dynasty, the paper used for calligraphy and painting was generally cotton paper or hemp paper. Of course, there are other varieties as well. However, there should not be much difference in the degree of thinness. ”

"Not necessarily." Yang Lao shook his head and said: "In ancient times, the situation of paper in each place was different. For example, in the Northern Song Dynasty, the most respected paper in the world was the Chengxintang paper of the Southern Tang Dynasty. After the Southern Tang Dynasty was destroyed by the Northern Song Dynasty, this kind of Chengxintang paper became a special thing for the Northern Song Dynasty court. ”

"We know."

Yu Feibai said with a strange smile: "During the Chunhua period of Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty, the Chunhua Pavilion Post, which brought together the calligraphy and ink of various families, was made of this kind of Chengxintang paper and Li Tingqi's ink. ”

"Little brother is right."

Yang Lao said with a smile: "However, after the Southern Tang Dynasty was destroyed, the technology of Chengxintang paper seems to have been lost, resulting in fewer and fewer such papers. By the middle of the Northern Song Dynasty, Chengxintang paper was already very precious and hard to find. For example, big celebrities such as Cai Xiang, Ouyang Xiu, and Mei Yaochen got a few pieces of Chengxintang paper, and they had to be very happy to mention poems and post them as commemorations. ”

"By the time Su Dongpo arrived, that kind of Chengxintang paper was basically extinct."

Yang Lao said in a deep voice: "It seems that there was a person named Pan Gu at that time, who was not only good at making ink, but also knew how to make paper. He imitated Li Tingju's ink and Chengxintang paper in the Southern Tang Dynasty to develop a new ink and new paper, which was highly favored by Su Dongpo. After Pan Gu's death, Su Dongpo also wrote poems to mourn him. ”

"Therefore, the ancient literati did not despise technology as much as we imagined." Yang Lao smiled and said: "At least, for the utensils in the study, not only the scholars attach great importance to it, but even the emperor likes it very much. It's just that due to the frequent wars, most of the technology has been lost. Therefore, let us people now think that the ancients despised technology and regarded it as a strange skill! ”

As the inheritor of ancient handicrafts, Yang Lao has more say in this regard, however, he also realized that what he said seemed to be a little biased, so he hurriedly pulled it back, and smiled embarrassedly: "I want to say that the technology in each place is different, so the paper made is also different in thickness and thickness." ”

"Wang Guan, do you want to say that on this picture, someone has put a layer of thin paper on it, and the important features of Wentong's ink and bamboo drawings have been concealed?" At this time, Yu Feibai somewhat understood what Wang Guan meant, and hesitated: "This possibility is not impossible. However, the odds are very low. However, if you want to verify, you can find a master to help you uncover it. ”

"If you're not sure, it's best not to try."

Yang Lao obviously didn't believe in any tricks, and kindly advised: "You know, uncovering and framing is a test of skill, and if you are not careful, the whole painting will be ruined." ”

Yu Feibai also nodded in agreement and said: "Qian Lao told me that unless the calligraphy and painting are to the level of tatters of butterflies, you must not uncover them. If you must uncover the frame, you should also ask experienced famous craftsmen. Otherwise, if you encounter someone with poor skills, you will become a killer executioner. ”

"I understand."

Wang nodded, and found that the two were still worried, so he simply said: "I'm ten percent sure." ”

"I'm 100% sure of what." Yu Feibai shook his head and sighed: "Don't forget Uncle De's advice, he also asked you to monitor me and not mess around." Who knows, you're even more drilly. ”

"It's different, I want the real thing to see the light of day, not to ruin the painting." Wang Guan smiled helplessly: "If you don't believe it, I can do a small verification." ”

"How do you verify it?"

Yu Feibai and Yang Lao were very curious.

Wang Guan pointed to the lower left of the ink bamboo drawing, smiled and said, "According to the general layout of the drawing, after the painting is completed, the author's name, or seal, will be stamped here. ”

In fact, Wang Guan has already known it through his special ability, and between speaking, his fingers were dipped in water, and he gently pressed the drops on the blank space of the ink bamboo drawing.

In an instant, water droplets seeped into the paper and spread in all directions.

At the same time, a reddish vermilion mud seal appeared on one side. The handwriting is blurry, but the four characters of the text and can be barely recognized clearly.

"Isn't it!"

Yu Feibai was stunned, dumbfounded, and completely stunned.

Yang Lao next to him, the situation was similar, his cloudy eyes looked at the seal fixedly, full of disbelief.

After a while, Yu Feibai was the first to come back to his senses, looking at Wang Guan with complicated eyes, and sighed while smiling bitterly: "You kid, you have picked another big leak." I'm numb now, and I don't know whether to congratulate you or beat you up with jealousy. By the way, with this layer of tissue paper, how can you be so sure that this painting is the real work of Wen Tong? ”

"Hehe......" Wang Guan laughed dryly, and suddenly realized that this question was not easy to explain.

Just when Wang Guan was pondering a reasonable excuse, Yang Lao stood up, grabbed him, and said eagerly: "Little brother, go!" ”

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