"Stop! Don't think about useless things. Hurry up and get out of the car and go to Director Qin's house, you haven't done anything yet! Another man said quickly.

While talking, Tang Yi and Lin Huanting walked past the car. Tang Yi asked Lin Huanting not to send it away, walked to the parking place by herself, and drove back home.

Before you know it, it's the eighth day of the first lunar month, and it's Saturday again, and most of the shops on the antique street are open.

During this period, in fact, there was not much business, and the opening of the eighth day of the first month was a good fortune. Tang Zhongfeng gave Mao and the company's employees a holiday on the fifteenth day of the first month, and asked them to come to work again on the sixteenth.

Tang Yi also planned to discuss with Jiang Yingnian in the past two days, and then leave after the sixteenth day of the first lunar month.

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the firecrackers were released, and the two of them had nothing to do, so they sat in the store and drank tea and chatted very leisurely.

Unexpectedly, less than half an hour after the door opened, someone really pushed the door in.

The person who came was a man, about forty years old, dressed up and down, oily hair and flour, and carrying a square long cardboard box of more than half a meter in his armpit, "Happy New Year!" Boss! "The accent is a bit mixed, it sounds a bit of Shanzhou dialect, and it seems to deliberately imitate southern Mandarin.

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year!" Tang Yi stood up, "What is the need, it will open on the first day after the New Year this year, and everything you like will be discounted!" ”

"I wonder if the boss has eyesight?" The oily man looked around the store casually, then looked at Tang Yi and said.

"That's what you said." Tang Yi let him to the counter, pointed to the chair in front of the counter, asked him to sit down, and walked behind the counter to sit down. Tang Zhongfeng smiled slightly, with Tang Yi supporting, he just drank tea.

Tang Yi thought that the oil-headed and powder-faced man would take out the contents of the carton for him to see, but the oil-headed powder-faced man said, "You haven't answered me yet!" ”

Tang Yi was stunned for a moment, thinking that this person was a little interesting, "I said that I have eyesight, and you have to believe it!" ”

"Just say yes! Can you take this thing? The oily-haired man put the carton on the counter.

"Calligraphy and painting? Ancient or modern? Tang Yi quickly pushed the carton with his hand, put it to the side, and then opened the lid of the box.

"Since you have eyesight, see for yourself!" The oily man took out a box of cigarettes, "Do you allow smoking in the store?" ”

I'll go! Tang Yi was a little bored in his heart, this guy was good enough, but he still smiled slightly, and pushed an ashtray over, "You smoke, I'll look at it to the side, it's not good if the ash falls." ”

As a result, when Tang Yi opened half of the painting, he saw the inscription and half a pine tree, so he rolled up the painting again.

How?

In the upper right corner are three thin gold bodies with gold hooks and silver strokes: Listening to the Qin Diagram.

In the middle is a seven-character quatrain: Yin Zheng adjusts the Shang stove under the tong, and the pine is suspected of entering the pine wind. Looking up at the low-trial and affectionate guests, it seems to be listening to the strings. Inscription: Chenjing is hereby titled.

Closing the lid of the carton, he pushed it in front of the oily man and the powder-faced man, "This gentleman, we can't take this painting." ”

"How?" The oily man dusted off his cigarette ashes, and a smug look appeared on his face, "The price is negotiable." ”

"It's not about the price." Tang Yi originally thought that this person was a bit pretending, but now that he looks at it, he is really not pretending.

"What's that?" The oily man leaned forward, "This painting is not simple!" ”

"I really can't take it. Why don't you go somewhere else? "When Tang Yi met this kind of person, he couldn't explain it, he just wanted to leave quickly.

"Young man, don't look at the masters, you haven't finished reading this painting, how can you know its subtlety?" The oily man with a powdery face looked displeased.

"You don't have to look at it, the painting is a pine tree, under the pine tree, there is a person dressed as a Taoist priest, playing the piano, and three people listening to the piano, a red robe nearby, a green robe, and a boy in the distance. In addition, is there a painting of 'one person under the world' in the lower left corner? Tang Yi also lit a cigarette, thinking that the opening would be a good success, but the result was good, there was such a person!

"Huh?" The oily and powder-faced man was stunned, and then laughed, "You are right about the content of the painting, there is indeed a painting underneath, and there is a seal under the painting." But the content of the painting is not one person in the world! It's a 'Qi' word! ”

Tang Yi was so depressed that he couldn't help pinching his eyebrows with his hand.

"Alright boy, don't do that, I'll tell you! This painting is a Song painting, and you see this thin gold body, which was inscribed by Zhao Ji of Song Huizong, and the inscription of the seven-word quatrain above: Chenjing is hereby titled! It was inscribed by Cai Jing, the minister of power! Su Huangmi Cai, descendants say that Cai is Cai Xiang, but in fact, it should be Cai Jing, only because Cai Jing is a traitor, he was replaced by Cai Xiang! You are so young, it is good to know that this kind of payment is called 'painting charge'. The word 'Qi' should be the author's surname, although I haven't heard of a painter surnamed Qi in the Song Dynasty, but the works that can be collected by Song Huizong are absolutely amazing! ”

The chatter of the oil-headed and powder-faced man made Tang Zhongfeng, who had not seen the painting, understand, dare to love this is a strange thing!

Call him stupid, he knows a lot! Say that he is not stupid, this "Listening to the Qin" is a generation of treasures, collected in the Palace Museum, and it is basically believed to be the work of Zhao Ji of Song Huizong.

What's even worse is that he said that the painting of "one person in the world" was called "Qi"!

This painting is indeed like a "Qi" character, a short horizontal, a long horizontal, a small apostle, and an old long vertical painting. But in fact, the whole is a slightly deformed "sky", and the lower half is like a "down". If you look at the upper and lower parts separately, the top is short and horizontal is "one", and the bottom is like a "person".

One person in the world. Who is the one under heaven? Emperor.

"Ahem!" Tang Zhongfeng coughed, mainly signaling Tang Yi not to be too rude next. This antique lover, all kinds of people have it, but the one who comes is the guest, don't lose the courtesy.

One person in the world, strange arrivals.

Tang Yi said secretly in his heart, then walked to the computer and opened the search page, "I said this gentleman, come and see!" ”

The oily-haired and powder-faced man didn't refuse when he heard this, and stepped forward.

"Is your painting exactly the same as this one?" Tang Yi zoomed in on the picture.

"Huh?" The oily-haired pink-faced man had an incredulous expression.

"Don't you usually surf the Internet? When you get this picture of listening to the piano, don't you search for it? Tang Yi then asked.

"It's true that there is very little access to the Internet, and my hobby is mainly reading, reading." After the oily man saw the introduction thoroughly, his face was full of embarrassment.

"Your enthusiasm for painting and calligraphy is commendable!" Tang Zhongfeng stepped forward, "Didn't you let others see this painting?" ”

The oily man scratched his head, "I got it a few years ago, and I haven't had time yet." I heard that the boss of Ge Baoduo has good eyesight, and he is the first to come to your store! ”

Tang Zhongfeng then explained to him the special structure of "One Man in the World", "Although this painting is not an authentic work, the content is a copy of a famous painting through the ages, and it is not bad to keep it for appreciation." ”

"Then this painting, will it be an imitation?" The oily-haired and powder-faced man suddenly moved again.