The average age of about forty, one fat and one thin, the fat person is blessed and angry, and the thin person has a clear face and eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe two of them have very different faces, but they both have a strange bearing, which makes people dare not make mistakes.

Zhao Qinghe saw Xia Su biting her lip, knowing her thoughts, and he also had other ideas, and replied, "My sister has been learning painting since she was a child, and she is often praised for her talents. Immediately afterwards, he saluted the fat man, "Mr. Yunqing, junior Zhao Qinghe, the name of Mr. Jiuyang, I am fortunate to meet." ”

Yunqing's cousin, this person's surname is Zhang, and he is not the owner of the garden today.

No one knows who the owner of the garden is, but its owner is a person who charters a boat to hold an exhibition or a rally.

Zhao Qinghe inquired in detail in advance.

"You are very fresh, but you know who I am at a glance, it seems that this long-admiring sentence is not a polite word." Zhang Yunqing laughed.

Zhao Qinghe said frankly, he didn't dare, and then gave a salute.

Xia Su didn't care about the conversation between the two, but after hearing Zhang Yunqing's voice, he immediately looked at the thin man behind him.

It was this person who had just asked her a question.

However, at this time, the others had easily accepted Zhao Qinghe's explanation, focused their attention on Zhang Yunqing, and all gathered around to talk to him.

Zhao Qinghe gently tugged on Xia Su's sleeve and motioned for her to follow.

Xia Su walked out of the first floor and found that Mr. and Mrs. Dong and Jiuniang were gone, and after asking Zhao Qinghe, she found out that she had been looking at the painting for more than an hour.

Everyone couldn't wait that long, Mr. Dong took the Zhao family children directly to the top cabin tea room to sit, Mrs. Dong and Jiuniang returned to Mrs. Hua's painting boat, and talked with Mrs. Zhao and the girls to eat snacks.

"It's only been a little over an hour." She thought it was the blink of an eye.

The north wind on the lake is easterly, clear and cold, making the strong water light evaporate slightly warm, Zhao Qinghe narrowed the eyes of the cold knife and teased someone's big feet, "Not everyone has the strength of my sister's feet." ”

"It's not that I don't entangle, it's that my family doesn't let me entangle, and it's crooked." Xia Su mentioned it indifferently, and his tone changed, "What are your plans for that scroll?" ”

He understands her, why doesn't she understand him? He "stepped on" her again and diverted everyone's attention, nothing more than wanting to cause an uproar, but he was by no means leaving it alone.

"Sister is sure it's a fake?" Zhao Qinghe asked.

Xia Su nodded, his eyes shining like water, "Naturally." The painters of this volume have first-class skills, whether it is Gonghua or follow the brushwork of Li Sixun and his sons, the research is thorough, and the style and layout of Zhao Boju are very similar, but the details are too much to pursue simulation, but they lose their essence, have a sense of rigidity and stagnation, and are biased towards the ultimate Gongbi. You probably don't know whether this volume of "The Fisherman of the Twilight River" is a painting by Zhao Boju, and there was a controversy before. Because it is not mentioned in the catalogue of famous paintings handed down in the Southern Song Dynasty, it was all based on the thousands of miles of seals and inscriptions on the scroll, and then appreciated by the connoisseurs who were proficient in Zhao Boju's paintings at that time, and then added to Zhao Boju's paintings. What everyone unanimously agreed on was the morale in Zhao Boju's paintings. In any case, the painting is unique in its mystique that has attracted collectors. The volume I saw on the ship was much better than this one, and it was supposed to be genuine. ”

"If you hadn't heard the girl's words, the prince would have believed what your brother said before, and thought that the girl was open." The bell sounded deeply, and the dignified middle-aged man actually followed, but this time there were two entourages behind him, but Zhang Yunqing was not there.

Zhao Qinghe was not surprised at all, as if he had known that someone was listening to them, and saluted respectfully to the elder, "Dare to ask who this gentleman is?" ”

"Gong's surname is Zhang, a native of Jiangling, so he is called Zhang Jiangling, and Yunqing is a distant cousin." said to Mr. Zhang Jiangling was very bearable, "Just now the girl talked about the morale in Zhao Boju's painting, and Rong Gong asked for advice." ”

Xia Su is accustomed to making friends with paintings, and is completely self-confident, and said lightly, "Painting should be clumsy, and it is not contrary to elegance." This painting is not clumsy, only elegant, not the pen of Zhao Shi. ”

Zhang Jiangling's laughter was cooler than speaking, "Well said, but I feel that the painting is not harmonious, but I can't tell where it is, it turned out to be a clumsy word." "Gong, it's become me, it's seven points kind," I don't know if Miss Zhao has a relationship with Suzhou Zhaofu? ”

Zhao Qinghe interjected, "The younger generation and Su Niang are righteous brothers and sisters, my surname is Zhao, but Su Niang's surname is Xia, Mr. asked coincidentally, the two of us are living in Zhao's mansion." ”

"With all due respect." Zhang Jiangling pondered before speaking, "I heard that the eldest master of Zhao Mansion is a well-known connoisseur and collector in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and now the ancient paintings borrowed by him have been recognized as forgeries by the two juniors of his family. ”

Huh?! Xia Su and Zhao Qinghe looked at each other suddenly, and their expressions were stunned.

"What does Mr. mean, "The Fisherman of the Twilight River" is the collection of Master Zhao?" Regarding the matters on his mind, Zhao Qinghe is used to asking twice more.

"Exactly." Zhang Jiangling nodded.

Xia Su was still stunned, but Zhao Qinghe had already thought about it, "Mr. doesn't know, although this painting is a forgery at this time, it may not be that Master Zhao made a mistake at the beginning." ”

Zhang Jiangling listened to his words, and was very interested, and asked, "How do you say this?" ”

"It's a long story. My brother and sister are about to go upstairs to have tea and listen to the paintings, if my husband doesn't mind, you can sit at the same table with us, and I will slowly talk to him. Zhao Qinghe invited.

Zhang Jiangling also has a good impression of these two juniors, and he responded very simply.

When they arrived at the tea room in the top cabin, Xia Su consciously changed seats with Mr. Dong and sat at the same table with the young men.

Although the two tables were not next to each other, she could see Zhao Qinghe talking eloquently, and the expressions of the two gentlemen were surprised, confused, understood, and agreed from time to time, Zhang Jiangling even reached out and patted Zhao Qinghe's shoulder, obviously admiring him very much.

She guessed that Zhao Qinghe was talking about the case of exchanging the fake for the real, although the Suzhou Mansion has closed the case, whether it is a local Mr. Dong or a foreign Mr. Zhang, it is difficult to meet a "storyteller" like Zhao Qinghe who knows the inside story, and he must like this suspenseful story.

"What do you think we're going to draw?" Twelve-Lang didn't let Xia Su continue to wander around the other table, and faced the only "adult" at the table, and tried to dispel the "public opinion", thinking that she should be consulted.

Xia Su lowered his eyes and saw a large piece of rice paper on the table, as well as good ink and good pens.

There was no need for her to ask, Twelve Lang Chong, shaking his head and saying, "Each table has a calligraphy and painting, which must be exchanged with other tables, and it is limited to one time." ”

As soon as Zhao Qinghe got on the boat, he also repeatedly emphasized the barter, but Xia Su didn't understand the meaning, "You just paint two strokes." ”

It's just child's play, she is not a half-old child, and she is still joining in the fun.

Twelve Lang didn't follow, "The third brother said that you are good at painting, and you are better at painting than several of us." ”

Xia Su looked at these young people with expectant faces, and his expression became even lighter, "So what?" ”

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