Chapter 174 Tangled

Li Mobai pressed the excitement in his heart and looked at the painting carefully, and found that the rice paper, ink, and painting style used were all like Qi Baishi's own handwriting, thinking that the old man Baishi was not only a painter, but also a famous sealer, and carefully looked at the tripartite seal on the painting, judging from the carving technique of the seal, it is also the style of the old man Baishi, which is in line with Lao She's favorite seal is the record engraved by the old man Baishi.

Seeing this, Li Mobai was sure in his heart that this was the authentic work of the old man Baishi at the age of 91, but Li Mobai couldn't understand how the authentic work of this painting could appear in the antique market of Confucius Temple and be received by He Weifang.

However, thinking of the ending of Mr. Lao She, who collected this painting, Li Mobai was also concerned in his heart, could it be that this painting was made by the Red Guards? At that time, the old man Qi Baishi was subjected to great criticism from the top to the Taizu to the calligraphy and painting circles, and the national surname, and the criticism was incomplete, even if it flowed out, it was very likely to be destroyed, and how did it spread to the present? How was it annihilated in the people?

With a conclusion in his heart, Li Mobai was entangled in how this painting came out, and when he didn't think about this problem, he was entangled in whether to accept or not to accept this painting, which was too precious! Although Li Mobai loved this painting very much in his heart, he thought that if he accepted this painting quietly, it would really damage the friendship between the two families, and it would have an irreparable impact on his reputation.

But let Li Mobai give up this painting, but he was reluctant, and fell into a dilemma for a while, and finally Li Mobai's only remaining conscience defeated the evil greed in his heart.

"Uncle He, I don't dare to accept this painting, you better stay!"

He Weifang was very serious when he saw Li Mobai looking at this painting, and he was also a little puzzled, could it be that this painting was genuine? But how could the authentic work be lost to Nanjing, but the level of this copying is really high, and Li Mobai was fascinated, but when he heard Li Mobai's words, he was also stunned, "Mobai, what dare you not accept, although the level of copying is quite high, and even the seals are very realistic, but how can I take back the things sent by He Weifang?" ”

"Uncle He, let's go inside and talk!" There are still customers coming and going in the store, Li Mobai will not say that this is the real thing, and said to the shopkeeper, "Fetch me a box."

He Weifang was a little confused by Li Mobai, but he didn't say anything, so he took Li Mobai into the inner room, and after walking into the inner room, Li Mobai said to Xiaobai again, "Xiaobai, don't let anyone in." ”

"Uncle He, this is the authentic handiwork of the old man Baishi, that is, the painting "The Sound of Frogs Ten Miles Out of the Mountain Spring" hidden by Mr. Lao She, and I am very sure." After Li Mobai sat down, he put the box containing the painting on the table and said.

"Mo Bai, what did you say? Is this the real thing? Unlikely! He Weifang said in surprise, stunned for a moment and said, "Mo Bai, I'm not saying that your appraisal is wrong, I mean how can this painting end up in Jianye?" ”

"I don't understand, it's just that these two old people were criticized by the whole country at that time, and they didn't get the slightest respect, so it's not strange that they fell out!" Li Mobai himself was confused.

"Oh my God, if this is genuine, it's a big leak!" He Weifang exclaimed.

"Dad, did you miss it? Let me just check it out for you! At this time, He Yanran actually came to the store, and before she came in, she heard He Weifang marveling at the big leak, so she said outside the door.

"Hey, why are you again, why are you here?" As soon as He Yanran walked in, she found Li Mobai and said with some surprise.

"Sister Yanran, you're here too, I'll stop by to see Uncle He, and I'm asking Uncle He for advice!" Li Mobai smiled slightly and said with a serious face.

After hearing this, He Yanran ignored Li Mobai, looked at He Weifang and said, "Dad, don't say that this painting is a leak, right?" After that, he was ready to open the painting to see what it really was.

"Don't move, this painting belongs to your big brother Mo Bai, you need to ask Mo Bai's opinion first!" He Weifang saw that He Yanran wanted to get his hands on this painting, so he stopped him.

"Hey, Li Mobai, you have picked all the leaks to my house, you can do it!" He Yanran heard the relationship between this painting from He Weifang's words, and looked at this Li Mobai said coldly.

"Yanran, what are you talking nonsense, I gave this painting to Mo Bai!" He Weifang hurriedly stopped He Yanran and said.

"Uncle He, I really don't dare to accept this painting, I appreciate your kindness, this is too precious!" Li Mobai excused himself and said that if this painting was in the hands of someone else, Li Mobai would definitely have lost the painting as soon as he got it, but in the hands of He Weifang, he couldn't ignore his conscience.

"Whoever it is, let me take a look first, isn't it just a painting, it doesn't look like a man with such twisting and twisting!" He Yanran saw Li Mobai resigning again and again, so she said with some disdain, and involuntarily said that Li Mobai was not a man, but when she said this at this time, her little face suddenly turned crimson.

Although Li Mobai was ridiculed again, he did not fight back, and let He Yanran unfold the painting and look at it, looking at He Yanran wearing white gloves and holding a magnifying glass to look at it carefully, it was quite professional.

When He Yanran saw this painting, she was quite casual at first, but later her demeanor became more and more serious, and after a while, she put down the magnifying glass in her hand, "Dad, what do you think?" ”

"You have to ask Mo Bai, I missed it!" He Weifang shook his head and said, calligraphy and painting are not what he is good at.

"Li Mobai, do you think this painting is genuine?" He Yanran looked at Li Mobai again and asked, hearing her father's words, she was also quite surprised in her heart.

"What does Sister Yanran think?" Li Mobai is still a Yanran sister at this time, but her tone is very serious, and she doesn't have the same playful tone as before.

"I can't eat it thoroughly, from the style of painting, it already has the essence of the old man's painting style, the vivid image, the artistic conception is far away, the style is also clear and sophisticated, and the seal also has the skill of the old man Baishi, but the inheritance of this painting is not very clear, I dare not be sure." He Yanran thought about it and said, it was rare that she did not disagree with Li Mobai, but in a tone of discussion.

"You're right, the inheritance of this painting is unknown, but the identification of calligraphy and painting, although the inheritance is important, the most important thing is the style of painting, followed by the style, and finally the inheritance." Li Mobai paused, and then said, "You see that this painting is vigorous and vigorous with a brush, moistened with ink, and used strong and spicy colors. Looking at these six little tadpoles, as well as the momentum of the distant mountains and mountain springs, do you feel the sound of frogs in your ears? ”

He Yanran stared at it for a while and said, "You're right, looking at this painting does have the feeling of frog sound, and even hearing the sound of gurgling water, I was negligent." ”

"This is a preconceived reason, although there is no way to figure out the inheritance now, but I am sure that this is the real work of Old Man Shiraishi." Li Mobai said confidently.

"Although you have found this authentic painting, but this is not counted, it is unreasonable to come to my Zhenxuan to pick up the leak!" Although He Yanran admitted Li Mobai's judgment, she did not admit that she had lost, but deprived Li Mobai of the fact that she had already won by mistake.

"It seems that I will have to visit my store often in the future, and maybe I can pick up a leak!" After a pause, He Yanran said again.

"Mo Bai, it really deserves its name, and this painting is given to you as a famous owner!" He Weifang laughed when he heard this, looking very free and easy, and did not change his decision at all because this painting was genuine, but he was choked by He Yanran's words in his heart, and he was despised by his daughter.

Li Mobai heard He Weifang's words, and his heart was a little moved, but he knew very well that he couldn't take this painting for nothing, if he took this painting like this, if it was spread out, his reputation would be ruined, "Since Uncle He is a sincere gift, Mo Bai is not welcome, who makes Mo Bai really like this painting, but Mo Bai is not worthy of the object for the time being, after Mo Bai returns to Qincheng, he will send Uncle He a Qianlong pastel official kiln over." ”

"Qianlong pastel official kiln? The ink white can't be helped, and now the Qianlong pastel official kiln is hot! He Weifang was also surprised, and said in his heart that this kid seems to have a lot of good things in his hands, and as soon as he made a move, it was a Qianlong pastel official kiln, although he had the heart to refuse, but he couldn't refuse the temptation of the Qianlong pastel official kiln.

Li Mobai will not be entangled in this issue, anyway, the painting is in hand, but he got the Qianlong pastel official kiln in the backer, although the same is reluctant, compared to porcelain, Li Mobai prefers calligraphy and painting, and it just so happens that the He family is also good at porcelain, so they can be regarded as taking what they need.

After harvesting a masterpiece of Qi Baishi, Li Mobai had no interest in visiting the Confucius Temple again, and had lunch with He Weifang, He Yanran, etc., Li Mobai was ready to visit the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum first, and then go to Yuhuatai to enjoy the night view.

Just when Li Mobai was about to go to the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum under the leadership of Peace, He Yanran suddenly came over and said, "Li Mobai, be careful, Qin Sheng said cruel words in the hospital today, and he wants to settle accounts with you!" ”

"Uh, the culprit isn't me, he's really stupid, he doesn't know to settle accounts with you?" Li Mobai said indifferently.

"Hmph, he dares to look for me, anyway, I told you, you ask for more blessings!" He Yanran said with some schadenfreude.

"Sister Yanran, you have too no conscience, why am I also your nominal boyfriend, you can't bear to watch me being retaliated against by Qin Sheng?" Li Mobai pretended to be pitiful and said.

"Li Mobai, you think beautifully, you remember, you are one of my He Yanran's biggest competitors, I will definitely beat you." He Yanran looked at this Li Mobai and said very openly.

"Sister Yanran, you really think highly of me, what about me, it's just a little bit better, as long as you obediently call me Brother Mobai in the future, I will no longer be your competitor!" Hearing He Yanran's provocative words, Li Mobai said with a hippie smile.

(To be continued)