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"Autumn deep post the whole text sentence break, the pen is eclectic, the structure is scattered, under the study and viewing, every place of the pen, pause, fortune, has its chapter, but it is invisible, the penmanship has reached the realm of perfection and superbness."

At this moment, Zhang Lao commented carefully and was amazed: "As we all know, most of the ancient calligraphy books are letters, except for articles and poems. Qiu Shen's post was no exception, it was a letter from Zhao Mengfu to his elders in the tone of his wife. ”

As the season was approaching late autumn, the letters expressed their concern for their elders, and they also recounted the correspondence between relatives at home. There is a sentence in the deep autumn that is getting colder, so everyone calls this letter the autumn post. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Lao couldn't help but smile and said: "However, it may be because Zhao Mengfu is too interested, and he is a little hearty, and in the end, he habitually drops his own words." But because the codex was so beautifully written, he himself was reluctant to destroy it, so he slightly changed the name. ”

"Look here, the inscription at the end of the post page is blurred, although the name of Mrs. Guansheng is signed, it can be seen at a glance that it has been altered." Zhang Lao gestured: "Zhao Mengfu's character is Ziang, as long as you pay a little attention, you can find that the Zizi character has been modified into the word Dao, and the word Ang has been changed to the word Sheng." ”

"Ahh

Fang Mingsheng immediately observed carefully, and suddenly realized: "No wonder." ”

Husbands and wives ghostwriting for each other, that's a common thing. Besides, it is a letter to an elder, so it is not rude to alter it. It is for this reason, and then based on the handwriting style of the copybook, everyone can conclude that this is Zhao Mengfu's handwriting.

"Taught." Fang Mingsheng was convinced, and after arching his hand, he asked an unbearable question curiously: "Then what is the value of this calligraphy?" ”

"It's hard to say." Zhang Lao was not angry. Just shook his head and said, "I haven't auctioned it, so I don't know how much it's worth." However, you can refer to Zeng Gong's bureau post, or the traces of Song Mingxian's inscription of Xu Changshi's seal book, anyway, it must be more than that. ”

In an instant, Fang Mingsheng snorted. As a person who often pays attention to the dynamics of the auction market, he naturally knows what Zeng Gong's bureau post and Song Mingxian's inscription of Xu Changshi's seal book are.

Zeng Gong doesn't need to say much, as one of the eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, although he is not as famous as Su Dongpo, Wang Anshi, and Ouyang Xiu, he is definitely not inferior to others in terms of academic ideas and articles. Otherwise. Later generations will not call him the eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties with others.

Zeng Gong itself has few calligraphy inkblots handed down, and the calligraphy of the bureau post is slender, and the strokes are clear, which is a rare boutique in the world. The value of such a thing is definitely not ordinary.

As for the traces of the Song Mingxian inscription Xu Changshi's seal book, it was Xu Xuan who wrote a piece of Wang Ting's seal book, which was inscribed by the famous masters of the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty in the process of circulation, and was privately collected by the Yuan, Ming, Qing and Republic of China dynasties.

Xu Changzhi, that is Xu Xuan, a famous scholar in the early Song Dynasty of the fifth generation. This person turned out to be the Southern Tang Dynasty's Zhizhi Xuan, Hanlin Bachelor, and Minister's Shangshu. Later, he returned to the Song Dynasty with Li Yu, and the official went to the scattered cavalry. He works in books, is very proficient in Li Si's small seal, and has a literary name with his younger brother Xu Kai. Known as Erxu. It is also as famous as Han Xizai, and Jiangdong is called Han Xu.

Such a character, coupled with the inscriptions of the famous sages of the past dynasties, the scroll is naturally very precious.

Anyway, the two things are inherited in an orderly manner. Therefore, in the special auction of Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasty law books and inks in 09, it was just a day difference, and they were delivered at a price of 108 million yuan and 100.8 million yuan respectively. Broke the domestic Chinese calligraphy auction record.

This record was not broken by Huang Tingjian's pillar inscription until 10 years ago. Despite this, there is no disgrace to the achievements of the two things, after all, it is from them that the value of ancient Chinese calligraphy can be regarded as officially entering the era of 100 million yuan, which is a milestone that no one can ignore.

"Of course, money is not the key."

At the same time, Wang Guan said distressedly: "The key is that both things are very good, and it is difficult to choose." ”

"yes, it's a real dilemma." Fang Mingsheng thought so, and understood Wang Guan's mood very well, after all, until now he was still hesitating which magic weapon to choose.

"Then you weigh the pros and cons slowly."

At this time, Zhang Lao smiled heartily: "I can't help with this kind of thing, you can decide for yourself." I'm tired, now go out for a cup of tea, and by the way, ask someone to prepare dinner and wait for you. ”

"Elder Zhang, go slowly, we'll be there later."

While speaking, Wang Guan watched Zhang Lao leave, Zhang Qing must have accompanied him, and Fang Mingsheng also followed down the second floor, and continued to choose magic weapons in a tangled manner. All of a sudden, Wang Guan was left alone on the entire third floor, which was just convenient for him to act.

Of course, the so-called convenience does not mean shady theft.

Wang Guan also knows his skills in calligraphy and painting appraisal, although he has already entered the house, barely to the point of entering the house, but compared with the real master of calligraphy and painting appraisal, there must be a huge gap.

Besides, there are so many things here that people are dazzled to see, and it is easy to be distracted and make mistakes in judgment.

In this case, Wang Guan felt that it was necessary for him to open a hanger to verify the authenticity of this autumn post and the fisherman's picture, so as not to take a copy or a fake back, which would be a big loss. Naturally, take this opportunity to take the opportunity to see if there is anything better on the third floor......

Thinking of this, Wang Guan immediately took action and used his ability to scan it.

In an instant, a series of precious lights appeared between the various cabinets, intertwining and merging with each other in the air, like brilliant fireworks, beautiful. Every time he saw such a scene, he felt a little intoxicated and never got tired of watching it.

"What, it's really an imitation."

At this time, Wang Guan looked at the autumn post and was immediately disappointed. I saw that although there is a bright yellow treasure light floating, but it floats on the surface, and at a glance you know that it is a lack of heritage, and it cannot be a genuine handiwork at all.

"I said how can such a treasure be willing to donate, it turned out to be an imitation of the Ming Dynasty."

Wang Guan shook his head and sighed for a long time before he reined in his mood and continued to watch the picture of the fisherman. At first glance, a purple light immediately came into view, and the purple treasure light floated in the air, even floating to the top of the building. There is no doubt that this is the real thing.

Seeing this situation, Wang Guan showed a smile on his face: "Zhang Lao is more reliable, and he recommended a genuine painting to me." ”

"Well, if there is no other good thing, then accept the favor of the old man."

At this time, Wang Guan's gaze shifted, and he continued to observe one cabinet after another. There are strong and weak treasures in each cabinet, and there are even some things that do not have any treasures, which are complete fakes. However, even if it is a fake, there are only one or two things among the many genuine ones, and the treasure light that emerges is comparable to that of the fisherman.

For things of the same value, Wang Guan didn't want to dwell on them anymore, so he naturally ignored the past.

After a while, after looking at more than a dozen large cabinets, Wang Guan moved to another box. The ability qi machine also penetrated into it, and at this moment, a brilliant purple gold treasure light suddenly bloomed.

"Uh......"

The purple gold treasure light was too shiny, and when he was caught off guard, Wang Guan was not mentally prepared, so he naturally subconsciously closed his eyes. After half a ring, he reacted, and it seemed that he had hit a big luck and found a rare treasure in the gravel.

"What could it be?"

For a while, Wang Guan was pleasantly surprised, and when he was about to take a closer look, he suddenly heard the sound of Mingsheng and Zhang Qing talking downstairs, and immediately made a decision, and quickly walked over to open the box. After rummaging for a moment, I successfully took the item out.

"It seems to be ......"

Wang Guan studied it, and became more and more surprised, and he was overjoyed.

"Wang Jushi."

Not long after, Zhang Qing walked up to the third floor and asked casually, "How is it, has you made a decision?" ”

"It's decided, I'm going to ask for this."

While speaking, Wang Guan simply put away the things neatly, and then walked downstairs leisurely.

"Huh?"

Zhang Qing was stunned, a little strange. Because Qiu Shenti and the fisherman's picture were still there, Wang Guan chose something else, which naturally made him feel very confused and confused.

However, no matter how curious he was, Zhang Qing did not rush down to inquire about the situation, but cleaned up the mess, sorted out the things that were messed up by Wang Guan one by one, and then carefully closed the cabinets, and then left the attic.

After a while, Zhang Qing came to the living room where Longhu Mountain entertained guests, and at this moment, Wang Guan, Zhang Lao, and Fang Mingsheng were already seated, and they were staggering to taste the food carefully cooked by the chef. Speaking of the Longhu Mountain faction, it seems that meat is not taboo. After all, you can even get married and have children, let alone eat meat and drink alcohol.

Therefore, a table of wine and food can be said to be fragrant, which makes several people happy. And to be honest, from the morning to now, even after eating some refreshments, everyone is also a little hungry, and they are not going to be polite, and they eat violently a few minutes before the feast.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, it slowed down.

At this time, Zhang Lao took a sip of Longhu Mountain's special health wine, and then smiled: "Wang Guan, you haven't asked yet, which thing did you finally pick?" ”

“…… Baby. Wang Guan was nibbling on a spicy chicken thigh, and his voice was a little slurred.

"Fisherman?"

Zhang Lao tried to ask, and when he saw Wang Guan shaking his head and denying it, he immediately frowned slightly: "That's the autumn post?" ”

“…… Neither is it. ”

Wang Guan swallowed the meat in his stomach, and then said with a smile: "When you were old, I continued to rummage through the cabinets and found another good thing, which I thought was very much in line with my heart, so I simply picked it." ”

"Something else."

Zhang Lao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "What is it?" ”

“…… Let's talk about it later. ”

Wang Guan smiled mysteriously, and said with a smile: "Now that I have said it, I am afraid that some people will regret it." ”

"Listening to what this means, things are more precious than the fisherman's picture?" Zhang Lao frowned and muttered to himself: "Is there such a thing on the third floor, why don't I know?" (To be continued......)