"There is no way, the huge aura on Su Dongpo's body is like the sun, so bright that people can't open their eyes."

Yu Feibai said with a smile: "It is precisely for this reason that some people now say that Su Dongpo's calligraphy is actually not very good." It's just that the world loves the house and Wu, so they praise him infinitely. ”

For example, because Su Dongpo's calligraphy gives people the first intuitive sense of plumpness. Zhao Mengfu commented that Su Dongpo's calligraphy is like a black bear, which is terrifying. Even Huang Tingjian, a disciple of Sumen, thought that Su Dongpo's calligraphy was too rich in ink. Therefore, some people often cling to this point and lash out at it. ”

Speaking of this, Yu Feibai said disdainfully: "Actually, I think they simply can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour." I don't have this ability, so I am envious, jealous and hateful, and I ignore all the jokes in Chapter 147 of Su Dongpo's calligraphy, and expand the deficiencies infinitely. ”

"Well, the so-called green vegetables and radishes, each has its own love. Calligraphy, too, is fat, thin and thin, but the perception is different. Wang Guan waved his hand and said: "Don't go far, let's talk about it, does the handwriting of this statement of affection conform to the characteristics of Su Dongpo's calligraphy?" ”

"In my opinion......"

Yu Feibai looked down again, and said, "It doesn't seem to be the same." ”

"Alas......"

When Feng Lao heard this, his expression sank, and he couldn't help but sigh slightly. Reach out and pick up the notebook on the table, crumple it and throw it away.

Seeing this, although Ren Lao was also uncomfortable for his old friend, he stopped his movements and said softly: "Brother Feng, don't worry, listen to what he has to say." Besides, even if it is not Su Dongpo's authentic work. It may also be an antiquity imitated by later generations. ”

"Go on, young man."

After persuading Feng Lao a few words, Ren Lao turned his head again and said: "You judge, this is not Su Dongpo's calligraphy, what is the basis?" ”

"There are several reasons, of course."

Yu Feibai hesitated, and slowly counted them: "Although it is said that these fonts are thick in ink. It looks fat and plump, imitating Su Dongpo's words. However, the imitation is very unlevel. If it's tenth, Chapter 147 makes people see the joke system. A maximum of two points can be scored. ”

"Those, criticize Su Dongpo's calligraphy, such as the black bear in charge, the toad under the stone, the ink pig and the like. These are all very superficial insights. It's like this copybook, thinking that the pen is dipped in thick ink and the font is written larger and flatter, which is Su Dongpo's words? It's ridiculous. ”

Yu Feibai sneered: "They don't know how to appreciate it at all, and they don't understand the subtlety of Su Dongpo's calligraphy. ”

"How subtle?" Wang Guan asked at the right time.

"If you want to talk about the subtlety of Su Dongpo's calligraphy, I personally think it can be divided into three points."

Someone accosted him, and Yu Feibai said with great interest: "First." It's the stroke stretching. Second, the handwriting is staggered. Third, there is the huge disparity in font size. Coordinating these three points and watching Su Dongpo's calligraphy as a whole should give people a strong visual impact. It's like looking at a picture. It is staggered and rhythmic. ”

"It's a pity, in this post, don't talk about the details, it's the overall feeling, and I can't see the slightest characteristic of the Su character." Yu Feibai shook his head and said. Categorically certain, this is definitely not the real thing.

At this time, Qi Qingguo asked beside him: "So, is it possible that it is an imitation?" ”

While speaking, Qi Qingguo blinked violently, signaling Yu Feibai to speak more tactfully.

"I don't know about that."

Yu Feibai comprehended, stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Guan out, and said at the same time: "However, Wang Guan's eyesight is much better than mine, and he should be able to see it." ”

"You're ruthless ......"

Wang Guan couldn't help but glared at Yu Feibai and blamed him for taking himself into the tank. Yu Feibai pretended not to see it, and quietly lowered his head, looking at his fingers, as if he could see a flower.

"Ahem......"

also noticed the faint look of expectation in Feng Lao's eyes, Wang Guan felt that the pressure had doubled, and he had already scolded Yu Feibai in his heart.

However, now, Wang Guan can't back down, otherwise it will be too obvious.

In fact, after observing for so long, even if he didn't use his special abilities, Wang Guan had already identified the authenticity of the copybook. He, like Yu Feibai, has already sentenced the character to death.

However, out of prudence, Wang Guan still quietly released the treasure qi, looked at the calligraphy intently, and found that the calligraphy was really lifeless, just like ordinary wood, without the slightest reaction.

In an instant, Wang Guan finally gave up completely, and his heart was even more hesitant, and he didn't speak for a long time. Of course, the few people next to him are not stupid, and when they saw Wang Guan being silent and in a dilemma, they already understood what was going on.

"Don't have any scruples, young man, just say whatever you want." Feng Lao's voice was bitter and said: "Besides, it's nothing more than 30,000 yuan, I can still bear it, so I will treat it as a good deed." ”

Is it really only 30,000 yuan? Not only Wang Guan, but others also have the same idea. After all, looking at Feng Lao's uncomfortable appearance, he knew that he was a little insincere.

However, no one opened his mouth to expose it, Feng Lao was already very injured, and there was no need to sprinkle a handful of salt on other people's wounds.

Therefore, despite hearing Feng Lao's request, Wang Guan was still very hesitant and racked his brains, not knowing how to speak tactfully without irritating Feng Lao.

If it was replaced by other young people, or middle-aged people, Wang Guan would not have too many concerns. However, considering Elder Feng's age, I don't know if his physical health can withstand such stimulation.

If you listen to the truth, you will be angry......

If there is really anything long and short, your sin will be great.

Seeing Wang Guan's thoughts, Feng Laoqiang smiled and said nonchalantly: "Young man, don't worry, although the old man is old, he can still hold on." ”

At this time, Ren Lao persuaded softly: "Brother Feng, what you said, it's rare to be confused." ”

"However, now that we know the truth, we can't be confused any longer." Feng Lao sighed: "If I still hold on to a little hope, I will definitely not be able to sleep at night." It's better to dispel my thoughts in order to settle down. ”

"Then I'll say it." Wang Guan was a little helpless, and said softly: "Actually, it is very simple to distinguish between the old and the new calligraphy, as long as the material of the mounting." ”

"Ancient calligraphy and painting framing is a very exquisite craft. There are also strict rules on the size of the mounting. Needless to say, let's just talk about the framing materials. There are silk and satin, etc., no matter how bad it is, it is necessary to use high-quality paper to frame the heart of the painting, which looks thick and heavy. ”

At this time, Wang Guan lifted the calligraphy, pointed to a few holes and said: "You see, these tattered places are not only redundant, but also the most obvious flaws. Not only the paper that draws the heart, but also very thin. It can also be seen that the framing material is just a random layer of paste. ”

"This is extremely unreasonable, and no craftsman in ancient times would have done this. Only modern people, greedy for convenience, will cut corners like this. ”

At the same time, thinking of Huang Lao, the framing master of Shudu, Wang Guan hurriedly added: "Of course, it was an unprofessional framing worker, so it would be so perfunctory." The real framing master will carefully frame and perfect according to your requirements. ”

"That's right."

At this time, Ren Lao nodded in agreement and said: "My works are often framed. According to the master who framed it, each painting and calligraphy has to go through at least dozens of processes. Therefore, each volume of calligraphy and painting also has some weight, and it will not be so light and thin. ”

"Alas......"

At this time, Elder Feng sighed for a long time, his face was indescribably lonely, and his expression was extremely disappointed.

"Brother Feng......"

Ren Lao wanted to speak and stopped, and finally patted Feng Lao's arm gently, but he was also very helpless.

For a moment, the study fell silent.

After a moment of silence, Ding Yang suddenly spoke: "Old Feng, in fact, you don't have to be too sad. After all, these are one-sided words from the two of them. I think that if you listen partially, you will be dark, and if you listen to both, you will be clear, and you can't always listen to them. It is better to get some special appraisal agencies and ask experts to identify them, so as to be able to confirm the authenticity of the copybook. ”

"You ......"

Yu Feibai heard the sound and was furious.

"Ding Yang, shut up." Ren Lao reprimanded, his face sank, and he felt that his apprentice had really been abroad for a long time, and he didn't know the world of people in China at all.

How can such a thing be said in public? Although Ding Yang said human nature, he must not say it in front of everyone. This is not only a distrust of Wang Guan and Yu Feibai, but also a slap in the face.

Wang Xian also frowned, naturally a little angry in his heart. However, in front of Ren Lao, it was not easy to show it, so he had to say lightly: "This is also true." However, the appraisal institutions on the market now have uneven strengths and are not very standardized. Some even simply mark the price and issue a certificate to you as much as you give. ”

"Therefore, if you want to identify something, it is best to find some auction houses with a good reputation and more reputable reputation, and say that you want to auction this thing, and they will definitely help you identify it."

Wang Guan made a move, shook his head again, and said, "But to be honest, this thing is really not worth the trip." ”

After finishing speaking, Wang Guan stopped speaking. It has become abundantly clear that things are fakes that could no longer be fake. As for whether others believe it or not, it has nothing to do with him.

"Look no further."

At this time, Feng Lao also eased up, waved his hand and said: "Although I am dizzy and have been deceived for a while, I am not completely confused. The two little brothers have made it very clear that I can tell if it is true or false. ”

While speaking, Feng Lao suddenly reached out and picked up the notebook on the table and tore it violently.

"Flutter!"

In the astonishment of everyone, the calligraphy was torn in half.

At the same time, Feng Lao looked down and said with a wry smile: "It's really fake." ”

"Brother Feng, you ...... You okay. Ren Lao was very surprised and a little nervous.

"Brother Ren, don't worry, I'm fine." Feng Lao shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that I have passed the age of antiquity, just because of a moment of greed, in the end, the evening is not guaranteed, which makes people see jokes." ”

"Brother Feng, you're impulsive."

Ren Lao didn't answer this conversation, but blamed: "It's a good copy, why did you tear it up." (To be continued) RQ!!