Chapter 170: The Question of the Floating Jade Mountain Jutu

Walking lightly to Fang Ming's side and looking forward, Wan Hua found that Fang Ming's fingers were gently pressing on the painting, moving slowly, as if he was copying, as if he was looking for something, and at the same time, the expression on his face was also quite serious, and his brows were even more tightly wrinkled, as if he had encountered something incredible.

"What's going on? Is it a study of painting techniques? ”

Although the way of appreciating the treasure of Chinese painting is very different, especially different people will have different identification methods and emphases, but in general it focuses on the following aspects, namely the style and seal left by the author on the painting, the inscription of others, the imprint left by the predecessors when collecting, at the same time, it can also be identified from the texture, size and mounting of the painting, and there is a particularly important style of the painting, which mainly refers to the style of the times, after all, the painter lives in a special era. Their paintings, of course, inevitably reflect the spirit of the times.

Wan Hua has been studying this painting for several months after getting this painting that Fang Ming is appraising, but there is no result, and in the process of research, he also started with the technique of painting, trying to find some evidence, but in the end it was found that it still did not work.

So at this time, he saw Fang Ming "drawing" along the lines of the drawing one by one with a referring pen, and he thought that Fang Ming also intended to use this point to make an appraisal.

"Could it be that such a method, one, this, I can't identify it when I read #novelxstxt, Fang Ming can? It can't be, right? ”

Time passed bit by bit, although Wan Hua was standing by Fang Ming's side, he didn't make a sound at all, he knew that this time was very important to Fang Ming, maybe it was the "level" in the identification process, once he spoke out, it might affect Fang Ming's thinking, then it would be a big trouble.

If Ding Hao was here at this time, he would definitely be very surprised, he had been by Wanhua's side for more than three years, and he had really never seen someone like Wanhua before.

"Strange, really quite strange."

I don't know how long it took before Fang Ming slowly raised his head, and then he said such a sentence.

"Fang Ming, what's wrong? What's wrong with this painting? ”

Fang Ming was startled and looked back, only to find that Wan Hua was standing beside him, and it seemed that he had been standing for a long time.

"Mayor, you ......"

With a wave of his hand, Wanhua said: "It's okay, let's study this painting, according to what you see, is there a problem, if so, what is the problem?" ”

"This painting ......"

As soon as Fang Ming spoke, he stopped it again.

"Heh, Fang Ming, if you have something to say, you can say it directly, don't have any scruples."

Wan Hua thought that Fang Ming had scruples and it was inconvenient to say it, but this was not the case, it was not that he didn't want to say it, but he didn't know how to say it for a while-why did the Pixiu in his right hand only appear in half? He didn't even understand that question now.

But since Wanhua asked, he had to say.

"Mayor, can I stay here tonight? I'm going to study this painting, why don't you go and rest first? Just let Ding Hao accompany me here. ”

"Okay."

Wan Hua also knew that the appraisal of antiques was not a matter of a while, so he agreed immediately, and left after calling Ding Hao in.

After Wanhua left, Ding Hao also relaxed, although he had become his confidant for several years with Wanhua, but he didn't know why he was still trembling in front of the boss, and he couldn't relax for a moment, he had thought about this problem, thinking that the aura on Wanhua's body was too strong.

Walking to the sofa, Ding Hao re-boiled water to make tea, and worked as a secretary for Wanhua over the years, and Wanhua likes to drink tea, and he has also practiced it.

"Mr. Fang, come, drink tea first."

"Okay, thank you."

Fang Ming walked to the sofa and sat down, and found that the air was full of fragrance.

"Good tea!"

Fang Ming nodded lightly, although Ding Hao had already brewed tea before, after all, the time was too short, it was impossible to be as particular as now.

"Mr. Fang Ming, why don't you tell the mayor to bring this painting back for study?"

Ding Hao poured tea again for Fang Ming, just now Wan Hua said that Fang Ming wanted to stay to identify the painting, he felt very strange in his heart, but of course it was impossible to ask Wan Hua about such a thing, at this time, only himself and Fang Ming could naturally ask.

Fang Ming shook his head and said: "This is not good, there are many rules in antique appraisal, generally speaking, they must be identified in person, if the appraisal cannot be changed the day or people should not go, this is the fear of stealing beams and changing pillars, this has nothing to do with whether you are familiar with it, trust or distrust, but this is the rules of the industry, you must adhere to it, after all, money is moving." ”

This kind of rule has nothing to do with trust, it's just a rule.

It is a rule to avoid a lot of trouble, Wanhua knows the rules, so when Fang Ming made this request, he didn't say anything like "I believe in you, you can take it back for identification", and agreed directly.

After drinking tea with Ding Hao for a while, Fang Ming returned to the table, and carefully identified the painting by the light, at the beginning, Ding Hao was still standing aside to see how Fang Ming appraised it, but after a while, he couldn't stand it and went to the sofa to rest—there was no way, Fang Ming just stared at the painting, at most he stretched out his hand to touch it gently, or muttered a few words to himself, or something like that, to put it ugly, he was getting nervous.

"It seems that I will need to study more antiques in the future."

Sitting on the sofa, Ding Hao looked at Fang Ming not far away, and such a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and then he also felt a little regret in his heart, thinking that he knew that Wanhua liked antiques, why didn't he study it before? Maintaining the same interest as the boss is a basic part of the job of a secretary, and I have forgotten this.

When you turn around, you must deal with this Fang Ming.

Ding Hao is a smart person, he made a decision immediately, since Fang Ming can invite Wanhua to come, he naturally values it quite much, it is really a waste if such a person is not acquainted.

Fang Ming didn't know that Ding Hao had already regarded himself as an object of "investment", and all his thoughts were on the painting in front of him at this time.

Money pick?

This name seems a little familiar!

Fang Ming patted the door of his head, and he always felt that he had seen the name left on the painting. Twisting his eyebrows and thinking about it for a moment, he finally remembered.

Qian Xuan is a famous painter at the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Huzhou is now Wuxing people in Zhejiang, the word Shunju, the number Yutan, etc., people call the eight most famous painters, calligraphers and poets in the late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty collectively called "Wuxing Bajun", respectively, Qian Xuan, Zhao Mengfu, Wang Zizhong, Mou Yinglong, Xiao Zizhong, Chen Tianyi, Chen Zhongxin, Yao Shi, and Qian Xuan is the head of Wuxing Bajun.

"It turned out to be a cow man!"

After the floodgates of memory opened, Fang Ming's powerful memory, which had been transformed by the ability, suddenly exerted its power, and more knowledge related to Qian Xuan "poured out".

Qian Xuangong is good at poetry and calligraphy, and many people such as Zhao Lingsui, Li Gonglin, Zhao Chang, Zhao Boju have studied painting, in the theory of painting inherited the literati painting theory of Su Shi and others, advocating morale, that the painting should reflect the painter's morale and backbone and other spiritual characteristics, his paintings will be inscribed poems and words, began the characteristics of poetry, calligraphy, painting closely combined with the characteristics of literati painting.

"Floating Jade Mountain Jutu? Isn't this thing hidden in a museum? ”

Fang Ming grabbed his hair, and after studying it carefully, he had more questions. In his memory, Qian Xuan did have such a painting to be passed on to future generations.

The mountains in the painting are divided into three groups, through a unique painting technique, showing the steepness and majesty of the mountain, surrounded by white clouds, and the lake is full of smoke, in this mountain scenery there are more huts, small bridges and old men, presenting a beautiful, desirable life of a hermit.

"Fang Ming, what do you think of this painting?"

Fang Ming woke up from his contemplation, looked back, and found that Wan Hua didn't know when he was standing behind him, with pajamas on his body, it seemed that he had fallen asleep but got up again.

"This painting is a little too bizarre."

Taking the hot tea handed over by Ding Hao, Wanhua took a sip, cheered up a little, and then said, "What a bizarre method?" ”

"Qian Xuan is one of Wu Xing's eight junjuns, and he does have a picture scroll of "Floating Jade Mountain Residence" that has been circulated in the world, but the problem is that "Floating Jade Mountain Residence" is now in a museum, how can it appear here?"

Holding the teacup in his hand, feeling the hot water inside, coupled with the fragrance of tea leaves, the fatigue after a long time of identification slowly disappeared, and his brain became more awake, but the doubts in his mind did not decrease.

"Well, yes, I had someone call to check, the painting in the museum is still there, and the painting has been identified by a large number of experts, and there is no possibility of a mistake."

This painting was brought to him by a friend who has known him for many years, and after getting it, Wanhua also studied it carefully, at first he thought it should be true, but when he found out that Qian Xuan's painting of the same name was collected in the museum, he was dumbfounded, thinking what the hell is going on?

Even, Wanhua also found a lot of experts to identify, the results were very surprising, basically everyone thinks that the painting in front of them is Qian Xuan's painting, but the problem is that Qian Xuan's "Floating Jade Mountain Residence Map" has been collected in the museum, and there has never been any record that Qian Xuan has handed down the same two paintings!

So after he got to know Fang Ming and knew that he was good at picking up leaks, he thought about asking him to take a look and see if he could find out what the problem was.

"Strange! It's so weird! ”

Fang Ming knew that with Wanhua's identity, the person who gave him this painting was definitely not an ordinary person, and he must have asked someone to appraise it before sending it, plus those people invited by Wanhua - there was no reason to say that everyone was blind, right?