Mo Ling continued: "The second is to look at his painting style. The Ming Dynasty's "Painting History Painting" once commented that "Dong Qichang's landscapes, trees and stones, smoke and clouds are smooth, and the spirit is full, and out of the elegant brush, the romance is the first in this dynasty." ”

As she spoke, she pointed to the ancient paintings and said, "Look at these landscapes, trees and stones, there is indeed a feeling of ethereal fairyland, and the only drawback is that there is a lack of the charm of everyone's brush and ink." Moreover, there is one of the most important pieces of evidence that it is definitely not from Dong Qichang. ”

When Mo Ling said the evidence, Zhao Zhuo nodded again and again, although it was only an appraisal of a painting, but the knowledge revealed in it was not beyond the reach of ordinary people, Mo Ling was born in heaven and earth, and he was really smart, not ordinary people can compare.

At this time, Professor Luo finally raised his head and said to Tong Bo: "I have never heard of this fishing picture of streams and mountains, I don't know where this painting came from?" ”

Tong Bo said: "This painting was found in the wall by a friend of mine when he was renovating his old house, and his ancestors were from Haishi. ”

As soon as he said this, Cui Shiyan's eyes lit up, and he whispered: "Lao Luo, Dong Qichang's ancestral home is in Huating in the Ming Dynasty, which is now Haishi, could it be that this is a work made by him and later spread to the market?" ”

Professor Luo frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "It is true that this painting paper is from the Song Dynasty, and it is also in line with the characteristics of Ming Dynasty painters who like to use Song paper." The style of this painting is also very in line with Dong Qichang's style, which uses calligraphy to cultivate brush and ink, and integrates into the painting's brushwork, rubbing, and dotting, so his mountains, rivers, trees, stones, smoke and clouds are smooth, soft and bone-like, turning and changing, the ink color is distinct, clumsy and beautiful, clear and elegant. ”

"Yes, I see that the landscapes, trees, and stones on this picture scroll are indeed ancient, but I can't get it accurately, so I invited you to this big Buddha." Cui Shiyan said.

Tong Bo had an expression of letting others take advantage, and said with great regret: "If it weren't for my friend's eagerness to ask for money, this painting would have been worth several times as much as it was handed over to the auction." ”

Professor Luo nodded at Cui Shiyan, indicating that this was indeed a genuine handiwork, Cui Shiyan's face suddenly became happy, and he said with a smile: "Brother Tong, let's go through the formalities and pay in full immediately." ”

Seeing that Cui Shiyan really wanted to buy this fake, Zhao Zhuo hurriedly said: "Senior brother, this painting is really a fake!" ”

At this time, Cui Shiyan was leading Tong Bo out, and when he heard Zhao Zhuo say the words of a fake for the second time, Tong Bo's face sank, he glared at Zhao Zhuo fiercely, and said to Cui Shiyan: "Director Cui, did you do it on purpose?" Your junior brother said three times and twice that this painting is a fake, do you think my Tong Bo is a bully? ”

Cui Shiyan was also puzzled, in addition to the appraisal made by Lu Yunhai, an appraiser, but after the appraisal of him and Professor Luo, it can be said that it was nailed to the board, and it was absolutely genuine.

He glanced at Luo Wen, who admired Zhao Zhuo very much, after all, it was rare to have a deep study of ancient money at such a young age, so he said with a pleasant face: "You said this is a fake, so where is the fake?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Lu Yunhai, who had not spoken, let out a sneer: "Could it be that you are a dignified university professor, and you have to ask for the opinions of your own students when appraising paintings?" It was an eye-opener. ”

Professor Luo was able to ask shamelessly, Zhao Zhuo was very moved, and when he heard Lu Yunhai laughing, he couldn't help but snort coldly: "Mr. Lu, if the painting identified by Mr. Lu is a fake, is it also an eye-opener." ”

Lu Yunhai didn't expect this hairy boy to dare to sarcastically mock himself in turn, so he sneered and said: "Boy, you must be a self-aware person, and the most self-righteous beginners in the antique world are you." I, Lu Yunhai, am a dignified second-level appraiser, and I identify something that is genuine, can it become fake because of a sentence from this kid of yours? ”

"There are no absolutes in everything, but Mr. Lu is overconfident." Zhao Zhuo said lightly, and said to Cui Shiyan: "Senior brother, in the exhibition hall area of the Ming and Qing Pavilions, there is a cabinet dedicated to displaying ancient books, and in it there is a reading book from the late Ming Dynasty, called "Silent Night Miscellaneous". ”

"Silent Night Talk?" Cui Shiyan thought for a moment and said, "I'm not too impressed. ”

"Director Cui, you want to treat me like a monkey, right? This painting, you can buy it or not! Tong Bo shouted unceremoniously.

"This ......" Cui Shiyan is also a little difficult, one is a student of Professor Luo, and the other is a well-known antique dealer in the industry, which one should he believe?

But he heard Zhao Zhuo say unhurriedly: "Senior brother also said just now that real gold is not afraid of fire refining. On page 72 of the book I am talking about, there is irrefutable evidence that the painting is a fake. ”

"What?" As soon as he said this, the four of them were taken aback, Zhao Zhuo not only said the title of the book, but even said the number of pages, if this is a lie, it is too bold, but if it is not a lie, then what is this so-called ironclad evidence?

"Okay, I'd like to see what your so-called ironclad evidence is!" Lu Yunhai snorted heavily, "I also asked Director Cui to bring this book to us to take a good look at." ”

The corners of Tong Bo's mouth hooked up a sneer, he knew Lu Yunhai's personality very well, if there was no so-called ironclad evidence in that book, Lu Yunhai would definitely scold Director Cui and Professor Luo to the fullest, and if this matter was to be spread, it would definitely be a big joke.

Cui Shiyan naturally knew the seriousness of the matter, but he heard Professor Luo say earnestly: "Old Cui, this is something worth a million, you have to think clearly." But I believe that I'm not the kind of person who talks about it. ”

Cui Shiyan glanced at Zhao Zhuo deeply, then at Professor Luo, turned around and walked outside.

Seeing that Cui Shiyan really went to find the book, Lu Yunhai smiled coldly, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs and closed his eyes to recuperate, without the slightest worry.

Tong Bo didn't speak, just rolled up the ancient painting and wrapped it with a belt, obviously not planning to sell the painting to Cui Shiyan.

On the other side, Zhao Zhuo said gratefully: "Professor Luo, thank you for your trust. ”

"I've been dealing with antiques for most of my life, and I've seen all kinds of people, and I understand that sometimes you should believe in yourself, and sometimes you should trust others. Zhao Zhuo, so I choose to believe you now. Rodwin said with a smile.

Zhao Zhuo knew that such a choice was not easy, but he gambled on his reputation. However, Professor Luo would definitely not regret this choice, because the booklet was what Mo Ling had just seen in the exhibition hall, and what was written on page 72 was also something she had read.

Professor Law chose to believe in himself, and he chose to believe in Mo Ling.

It didn't take long for Cui Shiyan to walk in with a yellowed booklet with an unfathomable smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Cui Shiyan smiling, Tong Bo's brows subconsciously furrowed, and he looked at Lu Yunhai with some worry.

Lu Yunhai was still full of confidence, his fingers were interlocked, and he said casually: "How is it, Director Cui, is there really any ironclad evidence on this?" ”

Cui Shiyan smiled slightly, gently put the booklet on the coffee table in front of the two, and put a pair of white gloves by the way: "Is there any, Mr. Lu will know as soon as he flips through it." ”

Hearing Cui Shiyan say this, Lu Yunhai's brows couldn't help sinking, he picked up the pamphlet and flipped it up, Cui Shiyan watched him flip it, and whispered a few words in Professor Luo's ear, Professor Luo's eyes lit up.

When Lu Yunhai and the others turned to page 72 and read it carefully, their faces suddenly changed.

This pamphlet, called "Silent Night Miscellaneous", is only about 100 pages thick, the author is a local scribe in the Ming Dynasty, and he writes about what he saw and heard during his tenure, and on page 72, it is a matter related to "Fishing in Streams and Mountains".

Dong Qichang is not only a painter himself, but also likes to collect works by other famous artists, including a "Journey to the Mountains and Streams" by Dong Yuan, a famous artist of the Southern Tang Dynasty of the fifth dynasty.

As soon as he said, he and Zhao Zuo, a famous painter at that time and a friend of the same village, traveled to Xishan together, touched the scene, and wanted to paint a landscape painting.

Although Dong Qichang is a famous artist, in fact, many paintings are ghostwritten by others, the most high-quality of which is written by Zhao Zuo, the leader of the Susong School.

So, Zhao Zuo laid paper by the stream to paint, Dong Qichang personally studied ink for it, and covered it with his own square seal after painting, which was for "Fishing in Streams and Mountains".

Although the number of words describing this incident is only a hundred words, it is really as Zhao Zhuo said, which is ironclad proof that this painting is a fake!

According to the above, this painting is a ghostwriting, not from Dong Qichang's hand, although Zhao Zuo is also a famous artist, but after all, it does not have as much influence as Dong Qichang, and the price is definitely not worth millions.

Tong Bo had cold sweat on his forehead, his fat face was flushed, and he was an old player who had been immersed in the antique world for more than ten years.

It's just that Zhao Zuo is also a generation of people after all, and he is friends with Dong Qichang, making fake paintings for him is indeed difficult to distinguish between true and false, let alone him, no matter how old a connoisseur is, it is possible to be deceived.

But even so, it is a great shame to be pointed out as a fake by a hairy boy, and there is even more ironclad evidence.

Lu Yunhai, who had always been arrogant and conceited, was even more like he had been whipped a few times, his face was blue and white, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching, and finally he stood up suddenly, glared at Zhao Zhuo fiercely with a murderous gaze, and strode out.

Tong Bo didn't have the face to stay, and followed up while apologizing.

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