"What big real man?"

Zhang Qing said too quickly, and Wang Guan didn't hear clearly for a while.

"Zhengyi is the heir of the Tao and the Tao of Wuwei, expounding the ancestor Guangfan Dazhen!" Zhang Qing was a little respectful and explained: "It is Zhang Yuchu, the forty-third generation Heavenly Master in the early Ming Dynasty. ”

"By the way, it's him. Zhang Yuchu, the word wall, the number of Qishan. When he was young, he was bright and serious, and he was long and knowledgeable. In the thirteenth year of Hongwu, he was given the right heir to teach Taoism and Wuwei to expound the ancestor Guangfan Dazhen and lead the Taoist teachings. ”

Zhang Lao patted his thigh and said in a deep voice: "This Zhang Yuchu, although he is a Taoist priest, he has learned from the sons of Botong, and there are also many works that have been handed down. And he is very good at painting, and a picture of Xia Lin Qingyin painted during the Hongwu period is now hidden in Japan. ”

"Wang Guan, what did you suddenly mention him for?" At this time, Zhang Lao was a little surprised.

"Good at drawing, that's right."

Wang Guan smiled and said, "If I say that I have a painting of him, do you want to see it?" ”

"Painting?"

Next to him, Gao Dequan, who had been silent, was slightly stunned, and then said thoughtfully: "Wang Guan, are you talking about the portrait of the Heavenly Master yesterday?" ”

Wang Guan didn't answer directly, but said with a smile: "Elder Zhang, I want to say something, it's your ancestor's painting, don't you want to appreciate it?" ”

"You know and ask? Less nonsense, hurry up and take it out. Zhang Lao glared.

"Okay, you wait." Wang Guan smiled, turned around and returned to the room, not seen for a long time.

After waiting for two or three minutes, Zhang Qing thought of a certain possibility, and couldn't help but speak: "Wang Jushi shouldn't have taken the opportunity to run, right?" ”

He dared to ...... Playing with the old man, he is not afraid of being scolded. Zhang Lao's eyes were wider than the steel bell, but he was also a little hesitant, and said uncertainly: "This kid suddenly changed the topic, maybe he really plans to slip away." ”

"Old Zhang, gossiping behind your back. But it's immoral. ”

That's when it happened. Wang Guan returned to the hall, but there was an extra scroll in his hand.

"What did the old man say? You must have heard it wrong. At the right time, Zhang Lao stood up. He stretched out his hand and said, "Bring me something, I want to see if it's genuine." ”

Wang Guan handed over the scroll and said with a smile: "You always appreciate it slowly." ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Lao nodded. Tear open the ribbon three or two times, then put the painting on the table, and gently unfold it to look at it.

Gao Dequan glanced at it and found that the portrait was still the same as yesterday's, so he immediately walked to Wang Guan and whispered, "What trick are you playing?" The pictures are just average, and there is no Zhang Yuchu's signature, how can you be sure of his things? You must know that Zhang Lao is the Taishan Beidou in the industry, and he can't be fooled casually. ”

"Uncle De, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Let's listen to what Zhang Lao has to say first. ”

Wang Guan smiled, walked over and asked, "Elder Zhang, how is the picture?" ”

"What else. It's better than garbage. Zhang Lao glanced at it a few times. Putting down the portrait casually, he said angrily: "Very ordinary thing." Are you embarrassed to let me see it? ”

"I think it's good." Wang Guan analyzed: "Look at how good this artistic conception is, and it is also a portrait of Zhang Tianshi, riding a fierce tiger, majestic ......"

"The layout is good, but the penmanship is too stiff." Zhang Lao shook his head and said, "If this painting is not some years old, it can be disposed of as garbage." ”

"Elder Zhang, that's because your old vision is too high." Wang Guan said with a smile: "You must know that this picture is painted by your ancestors, can't you give him some face and say a few good words?" ”

"I haven't blamed the person who painted my ancestors so badly."

Zhang Lao retorted, and then glared again: "Boy, don't interrupt, what did you just say about Qishan, why didn't I see this payment on the painting." ”

"Didn't you? That's probably what I read wrong. ”

Wang Guan pretended to be stupid, and before Zhang Lao blew his beard and glared, he hurriedly said: "Zhang Lao, let me ask one more question, if this painting is sold to you, how much are you willing to give?" ”

"That's it? I don't want to give it for nothing. Zhang Lao said simply.

"Forget it." Hearing this, Wang Guan turned to look at Zhang Qing and said with a smile: "Daochang Zhang, what do you think?" ”

"Me?" Zhang Qing was stunned.

"That's right, didn't you come here to buy something in my hand?" Wang Guan smiled lightly: "Now I want to sell this painting to you, but I don't know how much you can bid?" ”

For a while, everyone in the hall was stunned, not understanding what Wang Guan's purpose was. It's certainly not just about selling paintings, maybe there's some deeper meaning.

Is it testing the sincerity or financial resources of Longhu Mountain?

Zhang Qing's heart was full of thoughts, and he asked smartly: "I don't know how much Wang Jushi asks?" ”

"That's the number." Wang Guan stretched out three fingers.

"Thirty thousand?"

Zhang Lao groaned: "It's a little expensive, but in the end, it is also a picture handed down from the Ming Dynasty, and it is a portrait of the ancestor, which also has some significance to Longhu Mountain, so 30,000 yuan is not outrageous." ”

"That's 30,000." Zhang Qing said, his demeanor was calm, and he looked like an understatement, obviously not taking tens of thousands of yuan in his eyes.

"Wrong......"

However, at this moment, Wang Guan waved his fingers and chuckled, "Just multiply another thousand." ”

"Thirty thousand times one thousand...... Million! ”

For a moment, Zhang Qing's eyes looked at Wang Guan fixedly, and he unconsciously showed a bit of compassion and regret, he was crazy and stupid at a young age, he was really jealous of talent.

At the same time, Gao Dequan also pulled Wang Guan and persuaded in a low voice: "In front of Elder Zhang, don't mess around. ”

"Don't open your mouth, let him say ......" At this time, Zhang Lao was not angry, but smiled and said: "Wang Guan, did you buy your painting, and there are other gifts to give?" ”

"Haha, it's still Zhang Lao's eyes like a torch, and he sees through me at a glance." Wang Guan laughed, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

"This little trick of yours is what I left over from the time."

Zhang Lao smiled to himself, and then frowned: "Wang Guan, your red sandalwood gloomy wood beads are not only worth 30 million, so it would be too much of a loss to give them away." ”

At this time, Zhang Qing was stunned and then happy, and then when he heard Zhang Lao's words, he felt a deep powerlessness. I really wanted to yell at him: "Uncle...... You are over there after the hell. ”

"Elder Zhang. You're wrong again, it's not the gloomy sandalwood beads I want to give. Wang Guan shook his head, and then smiled mysteriously: "Actually." The giveaway is still a painting, a painting that is not a painting. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Zhang Lao was puzzled, and then shouted loudly: "Boy." Don't sell it, quickly take out the things for the old man to appreciate. ”

"Isn't that here?" Wang Guan smiled and smacked at the picture on the table.

"Boy, are you coaxing the old man?"

A hint of suspicion flashed in Zhang Lao's eyes, and he turned around and picked up the scroll to observe it carefully.

"Hey, the pole is cracked......"

After a while, Zhang Lao immediately discovered the clue and saw the cut made by Wang Guan on the side of the painting scroll. While speaking, Zhang Lao carefully peeled off the mounting material on the outer layer of the ground shaft. Immediately saw the hollow bamboo pipe.

"There is a situation!"

Zhang Lao's eyes lit up, and he turned around and asked, "Wang Guan, is there something hidden inside?" ”

"Huh. Mr. Zhang said yes. Then for sure. Wang Guan smiled and nodded slightly.

"There is such a thing." Gao Dequan was a little shocked. I didn't believe it again, and hurriedly approached to take a look. After all, he had seen the picture yesterday, but he didn't notice anything unusual in it.

"Ade, don't squeeze it, let me take ......a look," Zhang Lao shouted, his fingers eagerly poked into the bamboo pipe, and then gently pulled out a roll of fabric just like Wang Guan did last night.

"What is this?" At the same time, not to mention Zhang Lao and Gao Dequan, even Zhang Qing and Su Yu, who were sitting farther away, couldn't help but come over and want to see what was going on.

"It seems to be silk ......" Feeling the softness and smoothness of the fabric, Zhang Lao guessed casually, and then carefully spread out the cloth roll, showing the true appearance of things.

"Ah, that's ......"

At first glance, several people were stunned. The two portraits are placed together, which can be described as a superior judgment.

"No, it's not a picture."

However, Zhang Lao is more experienced, and just by looking at it, he knows that the cloth portrait is not so simple.

"Old Zhang, do you see it?"

At the same time, Wang Guan chuckled, lifted the colorful portrait and hung it in the air, and then greeted the bright sunlight. In an instant, the colored silk threads in the portrait immediately shone with brilliant brilliance, like the feathers of a peacock, gorgeous and rich.

"This seems to be Su embroidery."

Su Yu's heart was bright, and he also found the color portrait unusual.

"It's not Su embroidery, but the holy ...... weaving Silk Thread! Zhang Lao was a little excited, reached out and gently touched the soft fabric, and said with 100% certainty: "Absolutely, you can see the traces of the silk thread of the portrait, as if carved with a knife." This kind of warp and weft breaking process can only be done by reeling silk. ”

"It's still Mr. Zhang's knowledge, I watched it for a long time last night before I barely recognized it."

Wang Guan smiled, and gently changed his hand, revealing the back of the fabric. I saw that the portrait on the back was still the same, still so layered, lifelike, and full of three-dimensionality.

"The two sides are the same." Su Yu was a little surprised.

"The positive and negative are the most significant features of the silk process." Zhang Lao explained, at this time, his eyes fell, and he saw the inscription under the portrait, "Twenty-four years of Hongwu, Qishan." And also...... Dragon Tiger Mountain is the seal of the Xuantan! ”

Suddenly, Zhang Lao turned around and said, "Zhang Qing, come over and see if this is the inscription of the Zhengyi Xuantan seal." ”

Zhang Qing hurriedly walked over, glanced down, and immediately nodded: "That's right, this is the Zhengyi Xuantan Law Seal." ”

"That's right."

Boss Zhang laughed and clapped his hands and said: "In the Hongwu period of the early Ming Dynasty, because the teaching of talismans was profitable, there were frequent people who made talismans privately in the name of Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain to make profits. ”

However, in the twenty-fourth year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang issued an order to severely crack down on this kind of behavior, and gave the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain a Xuantan Seal, and let the Heavenly Master's Mansion manage the matter of teaching talismans. The talisman of the world's Daomen must be printed with this seal before it can be taught. Therefore, a situation was formed in which the Longhu Mountain Dharma Urn dominated the world, and the original intention of the ancestor Zhang Daoling to create the Dharma Urn was also realized. ”

Zhang Lao speculated: "It is estimated that at that time, the forty-third generation Heavenly Master Zhang Yuchu was in a good mood and was very happy, so he painted this portrait with a splash of ink. It wasn't until later that someone asked a silk craftsman to weave a silk craftsman based on this portrait......"