Dong Mu's ink is varied, innocent and elegant, blurry and beautiful, this "Cangxi Map" is a shallow green landscape, and the unique "boneless method" is calm and simple, even if it is a bone rhyme, it is difficult to guess its divine quality.

Therefore, Wei Zhengming himself said in the Ming Dynasty: "It is the most difficult for the monks of Gaixiang Pavilion to copy, and it will be difficult for the gods to pass on the past."

When Su Yun saw this picture, his mind instantly filled his mind with these painters' information and knowledge of painting appreciation.

When she subconsciously thought about it, she realized that she completely understood the paintings of this great painter of the Tang Dynasty.

And she never studied.

Su Yun went to see the payment, but there was no seal.

But she had already determined that this was Dong Mu's true handiwork.

"Whose painting is this?" Su Yun asked tentatively.

"Is it good for you to care so much.

Do a good job of drawing the scroll, otherwise, neither you nor your father will end well."

The young man looked at Su Yun threateningly, and actually took out a black gun from his waist and looked at it in front of him.

The understatement made Su Yun know that he was really facing a group of tomb robbers from the outlaw group.

"It can only be seen that sixty percent of the paintings are Dong Mu's paintings in the Tang Dynasty, but Dong Mu's paintings are too many imitations, and many of them are famous artists, such as Wei Zhengming's collection in the Palace Museum.

Moreover, Dong Mu's paintings are really indistinguishable to ordinary experts, and his 'painting god' is too difficult to understand.

Little girl, you're so impulsive, you don't know how powerful this gang is.

The two of us are unlucky tonight.

They decided that this was Dong Mu's painting, and if the painting scroll we made was a little bit wrong, maybe we would have to bury this imitation."

The expert with glasses seemed to have been taken captive, and whispered to Su Yun.

There was a wistfulness in the tone, as if it was a genuine work, it would be okay to be buried with it.

The key is to give the imitation a burial, too woqu.

"How can you be so sure it's an imitation"?

The two of them whispered as they scraped the dirt on the roll with a thin horseshoe knife.

"Needless to say.

How could it be Dong Mu's painting!

Tang Zhongzong firmly believes in Buddhism, the most favorite Dong Mu's paintings, rumors say that Dong Mu's paintings were buried, but the official excavation of Zhongzong's mausoleum is not Dong Mu's paintings, the industry thinks that Dong Mo's "Cangxi Tu" has been lost and disappeared.

The best imitation is still the imitation of Wei Zhengming in the Palace Museum."

Listening to the tone of this expert, it seems that there is also a lot of origin.

"Who are you?"

"It's a shame to say that the contemptible person is from the Cultural Relics Bureau of the Soviet Union.

I heard that there was a high-quality imitation of Dong Mu, and I couldn't help the desire in my heart, so I was hijacked."

Su Yun knew that this expert was also "beaten with a black stick".

"You continue to talk, if you can't finish your work before four o'clock, I'll send you down with this gun to continue talking."

The young man looked at the time and said in a gloomy voice.

Su Yun and the expert didn't dare to talk anymore, and their hands were busy.

Originally, the expert was still guiding Su Yun by the side, but after a few steps, the expert's eyes became more and more surprised when he looked at Su Yun.

In the end, it turned into a deep amazement.

This picture is a silk painting woven with gray-yellow silk and twine, which has already begun to crack, in the early stage of dismantling the vertical shaft, when going to the middle hall, the expert can still help on the side, and when it comes to uncovering and digging and repairing, I dare not start.

Angry and frustrated: "The previous master was too daring to start these steps, such as adjusting the pulp, supporting the back, and mounting the silk, I just don't know what to say, this is the real work and ruined!"

On the shaft, add signature, do really not have a single seam, can't be dismantled, this demolition, this painting has to be rotten.

Those who are in the framing shop dare to do it if they know a little bit about it, and they are more barbaric than the methods of the workers, how can they be so rude and careless in treating cultural relics, this work cannot be done. ”

The young man didn't seem to mind the expert whining about this, or if they could actually fix it.

Anyway, this time the matter was decided by the people above, and as long as he brought out these innocent culprits at that time, the responsibility for destroying the painting had nothing to do with him.

"The barbarian you're talking about is the dad of your partner next to you."

The young man looked at them playfully.

The expert's face flushed, and he had just vented.

It's not good to say bad things about people just for people's daughters to hear.

He also knows that the craftsmanship of the framing shop is already good in those shops, and if this is just a modern ordinary imitation, it is also a plus point of craftsmanship.

But this is an imitation, and its value is equivalent to that of cultural relics.

Although he still can't see which of them is an imitation, but if he can imitate sixty percent of Dong Mu's paintings, he must be a famous artist in ancient times.

"You rest, I'll come".

Su Yun looked at the expert with an embarrassed face.

"You come, you come". Originally, the experts still felt that they were talking badly about others, but now when they heard Su Yun's unkind words, they were almost angry.

You come, you come.

It's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and she doesn't know the height of the sky.

He is also a visiting professor of archaeology at Su University, and in his opinion, he thinks that Su Yun is just a little girl majoring in archaeology, and such a girl is not qualified to be an assistant to herself.

Now he even let himself go aside.

Guo Xiaokun's temper came up, so he really didn't do it, and he didn't care if this little girl didn't do well, he would have to accompany the funeral.

Su Yun looked at the simplicity and complexity of the paintings on the picture, the shade of ink, observed the shrinkage of the draft, and completed the mounting with water, oil and paper.

Unframing and digging are the hardest.

In addition, this ancient picture was framed by Su Baijing.

First of all, the previous mounting has to be removed, Su Yun's thin fingers touched the core of the painting shaft, if this step is not careful, the whole painting will rot.

Guo Xiaokun couldn't care about being angry, and shouted nervously: "Be careful, if you don't do this digging and repairing well, the whole framing will be ruined."

The young man on the sofa couldn't help but stand up, after all, if this picture was destroyed, it would be okay to kill a few people, and he would definitely be punished by the group's top management.

Su Yun was also extremely nervous in her heart, she clearly knew that with her move, this ancient picture would not be able to withstand this second toss at all, and it would definitely crack.

She has a strong desire in her heart, she can't destroy it, she can't destroy it, otherwise she and her father will have to do something.

She watched as the bracelet on her hand floated out with a trace of golden qi floating out of her fingertips and onto the screen.

With a crisp sound of "tearing and pulling", Guo Xiaokun had already pounced on the table, holding his glasses and almost sticking to the picture.

"It's amazing that there was no damage, it's a miracle."

His eyes were extremely surprised, and he looked at Su Yun with a little unclear inquiring and adoring eyes.

"You, are you the closed disciple who is rumored to have been accepted by He Lao recently?"

I forgot about the crisis in front of me at this time, and I was very anxious, and I was like an ordinary person who had met an idol.

Although the girl in front of her and the rumored appearance seem to be a little inconsistent.

But Guo Xiaokun really can't think of anyone in the industry who would have such a craft at such a young age, except for He Lao's extremely talented closed disciple!

He Lao?

Is He Xiutong, the former director of the State Administration of Cultural Relics in Beijing and a top expert in cultural relics identification?

Su Yun was sure that he had never been to the capital, let alone heard of He Lao's name, so this memory was from a previous life?