Sure enough, after a moment of admiration, Zhou Lao shook his head and said, "Wang Guan, the things are too valuable, I can't accept them." ”

"You don't, I want it."

At the same time, Chang Lao reached out and took the green huā water bowl again, his palm was completely close to the surface of the water bowl, carefully felt the green huā ornament on it, and after gently stroking it, he immediately nodded and said, "That's right, it's Su Ma Liqing." It's a bit broken, but it's a good thing to fix it. ”

"It's okay, I just drilled holes in the blank space, and I didn't hurt the ornamental pattern." Chang Lao's tone was a little happy, and then he looked up and said, "I want something, young man, you can make a price." ”

"Chang Lao, this is a gift for Zhou Lao." Wang Guan smiled: "Don't sell!" ”

"And don't sell it." Chang Lao exclaimed angrily: "You don't sell the cage, you don't sell the water bowl, Chengxin can't get along with me, right?" ”

"Chang Lao, I didn't mean that."

Wang Guan hurriedly shook his head, and then with a little cunning, he chuckled: "Since you and Zhou Lao are good friends, I have already given him this thing, you can let him send it to you again." ”

"Let him send me?"

Chang Lao hesitated, and then said angrily: "Impossible, I know his temperament, and he is more stubborn than me." It's harder to get him to take your stuff and give it to me than it is to ascend to heaven. ”

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Lao couldn't cry or laugh a little: "It's good for you to scold yourself, why do you have to get involved with me." ”

"Isn't it?"

Chang Lao asked rhetorically, and said to himself: "Besides, a few young people must have something to ask you for help, or thank you for helping them something, so they gave you these more expensive gifts." It's not for you to steal and rob, what's there to excuse. The good things delivered to the door were actually pushed out, and it was no longer stubborn, but ancient. ”

When Wang Guan and the others heard this, they nodded slightly, feeling that Chang Lao was right.

"Brother Chang, if you don't understand the specific situation, then don't talk nonsense." Zhou Lao shook his head and said, "I'm just helping with the problem, and it's not a big deal." On the contrary, it is my honor, how can I accept a gift. ”

"Inscription, what inscription?" Chang Lao asked in surprise.

"Old Zhou, the thing has been framed, you can take a look first......" Wang Guan hurriedly took out the scroll, preparing to divert Old Zhou's attention, lest he still be entangled in this green huā water bowl.

Yu Feibai also hurriedly helped, and kept praising him: "Old Zhou, Brother Xiao's craftsmanship is really speechless, and the things are framed very beautifully." ”

"Where, it's the average level, it's you who have won the prize." Xiao Shan is naturally humble. In this way, one person and one sentence, pulled Zhou Lao to another desk.

At this time, Wang Guan untied the straps of the scroll and gently spread the scroll.

"What is it...... Calligraphy! At the same time, Chang Lao also walked over, looked down, and suddenly said with some surprise: "The level is good...... No, good word ......"

In an instant, Chang Lao's expression gradually became serious, and even a little intoxicated.

To be honest, this is a very delicate state, and ordinary people appreciate a good calligraphy work, and they may simply think it is good. As for what is good, I can't say it.

However, people who really have a high level of appreciation will naturally understand why a good calligraphy work is so exquisite. And noticing these subtle details is often easier to indulge in than ordinary people.

"Brother Chang, how is it?"

At this time, Zhou Lao smiled and asked, "Can you see whose handwriting it is?" ”

"Surely not you."

Chang Lao slowly came to his senses, replied casually, then took out a magnifying glass and observed it carefully: "It seems to be newly framed, but judging from the color of the paper, it should be an antiquity." ”

"Nonsense, it's definitely an antiquity." Zhou Lao smiled: "But when is it ancient, there should always be a judgment." ”

Chang Lao ignored Zhou Lao, and continued to study: "Wang Xizhi's fast snow time clear post, Xie Sheng post, moon and half post, in addition to Wang Xianzhi's goose group post and duck head pill post...... Hey, there's a seal! ”

Finding the faint seal, Chang Lao immediately perked up, and the magnifying glass was aimed at the seal......

"Xinghua Lu Gong?"

Chang Lao was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought bitterly: "Xinghua...... Lu Gong...... Is there such a person? Such a level of calligraphy can be called the realm of a master, how can it be unknown? ”

"Can't think of it?" Zhou Lao asked leisurely, "Do you want me to tell you?" ”

"No, you don't." Chang Lao flatly refused: "If you can think of it, I can definitely figure it out." ”

Zhou Lao smiled, but he wouldn't tell Chang Lao that he was clever at the beginning. After all, a few copybooks are sticky with Daguan Taiqing Lou posts, and it is easy to think of Cai Jing who presided over the repair of the post.

However, now that a few calligraphy books have been taken out of the book and framed into a long scroll of calligraphy, a few key points are missing.

However, Chang Lao was an experienced connoisseur and found that he had no harvest on the bell seal, so he immediately shifted his research direction and started with basic paper.

"This paper...... It seems to be a piece of paper. Chang Lao observed carefully and found that the paper lines of the calligraphy were obliquely on one side, and there was a hidden dragon and phoenix ornament, and he was immediately surprised.

"Hehe, I only see it now, it's a little late." Zhou Lao smiled, not doubting his old friend's eyesight at all.

"Hmph, it's not that you're chattering next to me that affects my judgment." Chang Lao didn't have a good airway, and at the same time, he locked several dynasties of the Southern Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty at once.

"Lu Gong, Lu Gong...... There don't seem to be many calligraphers with the surname Lu. Lu Han of the Song Dynasty was good at poetry and was especially good at Yi, but I didn't hear that his calligraphy was good. There was also a Lu Zonggui in the Southern Song Dynasty, who was a painter...... By the way, there was a Lu Dezhi in the Ming Dynasty, who seemed to be also a painter, who painted bamboo well, and was also good at calligraphy, could it be him? ”

Chang Lao was well-read and memorized, and listed a few people in his own words, and then he was very hesitant: "Lu Dezhi, he is already from the Ming Dynasty, is there still Chengxintang paper at that time?" ”

"Hehe, then I don't know." Zhou Lao smiled happily.

"No, Lu Dezhi is from Qiantang and has nothing to do with Xinghua." Chang Lao immediately overturned his previous assertion, and his brows wrinkled into Sichuan characters: "There are no other clues?" ”

"Yes." Zhou Lao kindly reminded: "These calligraphy were originally sandwiched in a set of Daguan Taiqing building posts. ”

"Daguan post!"

In an instant, Chang Lao's mind turned several times, and he immediately clapped his hands and shouted, "Cai Jing! Lu Guogong Cai Jing, Xinghua Xianyou, turned out to be his ......"

"Well, I didn't expect it." Zhou Lao smiled and said: "This is the fragment of the Daguan post he wrote back then. ”

"Headless and tailless, who can guess." Chang Lao shook his head, lowered his head and carefully looked at the calligraphy of the calligraphy, and nodded lightly after half a sound: "That's right, the calligraphy style is beautiful, and I can indeed see the charm of Cai Jing's calligraphy." ”

"What did you just say?"

At the right time, Chang Lao raised his head and asked, "The fragment sandwiched in the Daguan post?" The other chapters are rotten? ”

"I don't know." Zhou Lao explained: "These calligraphy notes are sandwiched in a Daguan post written by a literati of the Republic of China, and later Wang Guan found this seal, and also felt that the paper on the page was abnormal, so I only knew that it was Cai Jing's manuscript after I identified it." ”

"Oh."

Chang Lao suddenly realized: "No wonder you just said that his luck is so good that people are jealous." ”

Zhou Lao smiled, he hadn't said anything about Jiaowei Guqin, otherwise Chang Lao would not be so calm. After looking at it for a while, Chang Lao realized it and said, "Old Zhou, are you planning to inscribe this scroll?" ”

"What, can't you?" Zhou Lao smiled: "I'm old, I'm ready to be a vassal, Brother Chang is smiling." ”

"It's a good thing to see what a smile. It's no wonder that people give each other generous gifts, rightly so. Chang Lao nodded and said: "The outside world is not clear, and no one in the circle knows your upright temperament." With your inscription, you can completely cover the coffin and conclude that this is Cai Jing's authentic handwriting. ”

"Brother Chang, you've said too much." Zhou Lao said modestly: "This is just my personal opinion, if anyone has objections, he is welcome to find faults." The more the truth is debated, the clearer the question becomes......"

"What to argue, what is there to argue." Chang Lao shook his head and said: "Whether it is paper, calligraphy style, style, or even the background of writing, what objections are there?" ”

"That's right, everything is in place now, only the east wind is owed." Suddenly, Yu Feibai came out, holding a brush in both hands, and said with a smile: "Old Zhou, it's up to you." ”

"Huh?"

Zhou Lao was stunned, he hadn't gone back to the study to get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, where did he get the brush. Just thinking about it, he suddenly saw that on the table next to him, Tang Qinghua was dripping water, Xiao Shan was studying ink, but Wang Guan had soaked a few brushes in water and was lifting them up.

"You guys are ......" Zhou Lao suddenly understood, these people took advantage of their lack of attention, and unpacked all the pen and ink inkstones they bought, causing an irreparable fact.

"Old Zhou, it's important to get down to business, and don't pay attention to other trivial things." Yu Feibai said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, take it when the ink is ready, Old Zhou is ready to lick and suck the ink." ”

"Wait, it'll be right away." Xiao Shan said with a smile, holding on to an ink ingot, his wrist was evenly forced, and it was grinding very smoothly. After a while, he stopped, and saw a pool of black and shiny ink in the inkstone.

"Okay......"

Xiao Shan sighed, immediately held the inkstone over, and carefully put it down.

"You guys, what's the difference between such an act and a scoundrel?" Zhou Lao smiled helplessly, it was useless to complain anymore, he simply picked up Yu Feibai's pen, pinched his fingers slightly, shook his head and said, "Change one." ”

"It's coming!"

Yu Fei's eyes were quick, and as soon as he turned around, there was an extra brush in his hand.

At this time, Zhou Lao took the pen, after a little groaning, slightly lifted the sleeves, dipped the pen in ink, and licked it on the inkstone, and then hung in the air and froze, and then fell on the blank space of the long scroll to write...... (To be continued)

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