Chapter 171: Ability to Strike

"Ink and color on paper, 29 long. 6 cm, 98 cross-length. 7 cm, the upper right side of the painting is a five-word ancient poem selected by Qian Xuan, and the paragraph after the poem is: "The right title Yu painted a mountain dwelling map, and Wu Xingqian selected Shunju." "In the center of the painting there is a poem by Qianlong (Hongli) of the Qing Dynasty. The gold paper mounted in front of the volume has the three characters of "mountain dwelling map" in the Ming Dynasty. After the volume, there are poems by Qiu Yuan, Huang Gongwang, Zhang Yu, Gu Ying, Zheng Yuanyou, Yao Shou, Yang Xunji and others in the Ming Dynasty, Wang Yirong in the Qing Dynasty, etc., the most significant is that Yao Shou inscribed poems, poems, and notes in the same year, there are as many as 14 times, and the various styles of true, grass, line, and subordinate are thousands of words. ”

"What's even more strange is that there are more than 300 square meters of seals on the paintings, which is rare in the paintings of the past dynasties, among which there are 29 squares of the introduction and the front water, 60 squares of the painting body, and 235 squares of the middle water and tail, just from the seal and the seal can clearly see the circulation process of the scroll."

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Hand scroll is a style of banner in the frame of a Chinese painting. Because it is held in the hand and unfolded in order, it is called a hand roll, and because it is relatively long, it is called a long roll, and at the same time, because it is viewed horizontally, it is also called a horizontal roll. The handscroll is mainly composed of four parts: "Tiantou", "Introduction", "Painting Heart" and "Tail Paper". The so-called Chinese calligraphy and painting handscroll will leave a blank space in front of the painting when it is framed, just like the sub-page in the cover of the book, the length is generally two-tenths of the painting, you can write on the inscription {}{small} said 3w.ybdu and so on, because the first time to see the scroll, so it is called the introduction, generally speaking, it is framed with Song Jin or silk, and the rest of the part is made of white rice paper, in addition, and between the parts are also framed with Song Jin or silk, the interval is two to three inches, this is the water separation, this is the handscroll paintingParagraph. Coloring refers to the use of color and coloring in Chinese painting.

Wan Hua listened to Fang Ming say these things as if he was like a treasure, and his face also showed a look of admiration. The words Fang Ming said just now involved some numbers, and it was extremely difficult to say this casually.

Especially considering Fang Ming's age, it was even more difficult to be able to do this.

"These things, especially those poems, poems, notes, and seals, are not visible on the handscroll in front of me, but why do so many people think that it is Qian Xuan's painting after identification?"

Fang Ming's strangest thing was this, if the Pixiu in his right hand did not react, he would definitely directly say that this painting was fake, the problem was that his ability had reacted, then it was impossible to directly say that it was fake.

Of course, it is also possible that the appearance of Pixiu is that this painting seems to be selected by Qian on the surface, but in fact it is not his, it is another famous painter, so it is valuable, of course, it may also be Qian Xuan's painting.

The current problem is how to determine whether it is Qian Qian or someone else's, and if it is Qian Xuan, what about the one in the museum? These questions are one after another, even if they are a mess that is entangled, and people don't know where to start.

"I have asked many people to appraise it, and this painting is indeed selected by Qian from the perspective of painting style and technique, but it is ......"

Wan Hua's words were not finished, but Fang Ming understood that his problem should be the same as his own.

"The paintings should have been chosen by money, but the question is why are there two such paintings? It's also too ...... It's too unreasonable......"

Fang Ming's heart suddenly moved as he spoke, remembering that his Pixiu ability had repaired the inkstone, and this ability had not been used since it was discovered, because he was worried about the sequelae—his brain seemed to crack open after using it once. The painting in front of him was very complete, there was no damage, so there was no need to repair it, but what he remembered was that the ability could exude a silky function: if his ability found something in the painting that needed to be repaired, it meant that there was something wrong with the painting!

Although he didn't know if his idea was valid, but thinking of doing it, Fang Ming's right hand gently pressed on the mountain in the upper left corner of the picture, and at the same time, his eyes were gently closed.

"Fang Ming, you ......"

Wan Hua was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously spoke, but immediately took it back, although he didn't understand what Fang Ming was doing, but it was obviously a special method to identify, and it was definitely not to be disturbed.

The study was quiet, only the slight breathing sound of the three people could be heard, Wan Hua and Ding Hao's eyes were on Fang Ming, especially on his hands: Fang Ming's hands did not stop there when he pressed on the painting, but moved slowly, as long as he looked closely, he would find that this movement was not blind and aimless, but moved along the lines outlined on the painting, if it weren't for the fact that Fang Ming didn't have a pen in his hand, it would definitely make people think that he was painting.

"What is this doing?"

Wan Hua's brows furrowed slightly, he remembered that Fang Ming had done this before, he hadn't found anything at that time, could it be that he could touch it this time?

Ding Hao was also watching carefully, although he couldn't understand it at all, but since he had made up his mind to learn the knowledge of antique appraisal, he would not let go of any such opportunity, it didn't matter if he didn't understand, just write it down first, and then ask for advice when he had the opportunity in the future.

Fang Ming's hand was very steady, not moving at all, it seemed that he was just "touching" the picture very usually, but only he knew that the index finger of his right hand was extending out with a small ability, seeping into the paper of the painting, slowly "moving" forward along the painting.

I don't know if it's my own illusion, but Fang Ming, who closed his eyes, seemed to see the painting on the table in his mind, and his ability turned into a white line and seeped into the painting, slowly moving forward along the lines drawn by the painting itself, if the lines outlined in the painting were compared to a road, his ability was like a vehicle running on the road.

Exhaling softly, Fang Ming tried harder to concentrate on controlling his ability, at this time he already knew that his idea would work: if his ability had no "road" to go, or if the "road" was blocked, then there must be something wrong with the lines he draw, and he would just need to study it carefully at that time.

It was very smooth, at the beginning, Fang Ming felt that it was very smooth, and when his ability extended on the lines he drew, it was like he was driving a Hummer on a highway with no people, it was very smooth.

"Isn't there anything wrong with this painting?"

However, as soon as this thought appeared, Fang Ming immediately felt that his ability was blocked by something, and this feeling was like a road suddenly blocked by something, and there was no way out at all.

"There's a problem here?"

Fang Ming slowly opened his eyes, looked at the picture, and found that the fingers of his right hand were pressing on a hill on the painting.

"What's wrong?"

Wan Hua had been looking at Fang Ming, and when he saw him open his eyes at this time, he immediately couldn't wait to ask.

"There should be a problem here."

Wan Hua looked at the place where Fang Ming's finger was pressing, and said with a little disbelief: "This place ...... Questions? ”

"Well, yes, I just touched this painting with my fingers, and there is nothing wrong with the front part, it is very smooth, it should be drawn in one go, for example, it is like flowing water, and there is no barrier in between, but after I get here, it is different, this fluency is destroyed...... It's like ...... It's as if someone has cut it right here. ”

He used his own ability, but this couldn't be said, so Fang Ming simply said that he touched it, so that Wan Hua would not doubt it.

"Really?"

Wan Hua said as he took out a high-powered magnifying glass from the cabinet next to him, and approached to take a closer look.

The study was quiet again, Fang Ming didn't care about waiting for Wanhua for the time being, he immediately saw a glass of water poured on the sofa and drank it, although he didn't use the ability to repair it just now, the consumption was not so big, but it also made him feel a little exhausted, and after drinking the water, he simply sat down on the sofa and rested.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was more than an hour before Wan Hua put down the magnifying glass in his hand and walked over.

"How? Mayor, is there something wrong with the painting? ”

Wan Hua was so impressed at this time that he had other masters who looked at it with a magnifying glass after he got it, I don't know how many times, he was worried about whether this painting was spliced together, but he didn't find it at all, and Fang Ming was able to touch it with his hands, which is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

"Yes, the painting is put together, but the workmanship is quite clever, and it is to use the wrinkles of the mountain to start, although we have also seen it with a magnifying glass before, but we have ignored that place, if you didn't point it out, I deliberately used a magnifying glass to see it, or I can't see it at all."

Fang Ming walked to the table and found that Wan Hua had already pasted a line on the painting with sticky note paper, and from this line, it could be seen that it was really spliced along the lines of the wrinkles such as mountains and water on the painting as Wan Hua had just said.

It seems that this is the reason why the Pixiu in the right hand is only half cut.

The splicing place on the painting in front of him just cut off the whole painting from it, and Fang Ming knew that this should be the reason why his Pixiu was only half cut off.

"I have a guess that this painting should still be selected by Qian, but it is a remnant, for example, a draft in the process of painting, later generations don't know how to get it, and two pieces, so they are put together into one, and only in this way can it be explained why the painting style and technique of this painting are completely Qian Xuan, but it is not the museum that saw that one."

Wan Hua nodded, he felt that Fang Ming's statement should be valid. Painting and painting cannot all be done in one go, and in the process of painting, there are also cases of painting waste, if someone gets two such waste paintings and puts them together into a "good" painting, then it can explain why there is this painting in front of them.

"Well, yes, you have a point."

After Wanhua finished speaking, he looked at the time and found that it was already seven o'clock in the morning, so he smiled and said, "Unknowingly, I stayed up all night, let's go, I invite you to breakfast." ”

It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, Fang Ming didn't refuse, but went out to have breakfast with Wanhua and Ding Hao - he was busy all night, and he also consumed a lot, where could he still be polite?