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"Where are you going?"

Wei Yunuo still asked with concern.

"I'll go to Zhangbaoxuan."

"It's still raining outside, so you don't bring an umbrella."

Han Chong had already left the inn, so he didn't hear it.

Whoa,

Whew.

Han Chong didn't expect that the light rain just now would come down suddenly, accompanied by a whistling wind, and the leaves were crackling.

Tightening his clothes, Han Chong could feel the cold and his hairs stood up.

There's no way, the weather in Chizhou has been a little abnormal in the past two days, just like a doll's face, and it will change.

But Han Chong understood that the matter of framing the painting could not be delayed any longer, so when he stopped a car, Han Chong directly said that he would go to Zhangbaoxuan.

In the heavy rainy weather, Zhangbaoxuan's business seems to be deserted.

When Han Chong came, Ning Kun remembered this young man.

Seeing that he was carrying a painting in his hand, Ning Kun came up, he had received a treasure from Han Chong last time.

So, pay extra attention to this customer.

"Young man, did you come today to give me a treasure?"

In such weather, when Han Chong is still here, he must have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace.

Han Chong was blunt. "Elder Ning, it's not that I have a treasure to give you, but that I have something to ask for."

"Oh?" Ning Lao asked with interest. "What do you need me to help you?"

"It's this painting, I think Old Man Ning, you can bother to help me frame it."

"What painting?" Ning Lao paced over, and when Han Chong entered the store, he noticed the painting.

"Tang Yin's work. Farewell friends in the cold river. Han Chong said as he laid the painting on the table at this moment.

"Does Tang Yin have this work?"

Ning Lao shook his head, thinking that this kid should have been deceived this time.

When I got closer, I saw the painting on the desk. At first there was no expression.

But the next scene made his eyes never leave, and his mouth was not a tsk.

Ning Lao has not seen a thousand paintings. There are also hundreds.

It is said that there are paintings in paintings, there are paintings under paintings, one painting produces many paintings, different perspectives are different paintings, all in all, there are too many magics.

But Han Chong's picture is even more incredible.

The picture at this time is different from when Han Chong watched it yesterday.

As if it had something to do with today's weather, it was raining on the screen, and the rain was even more violent than yesterday. In the rain, the distant mountains and people are hazy, but the river in the cold river is struck by the waves, just like yesterday's discovery.

Just, this moment. A small boat in the middle of the river, as if it was submerged by the overwhelming river water, but only a wave rose, and as soon as the wind passed, I saw that the boat was still gliding in the river.

The waves are monstrous, the waves are not settled, and the waves are rising. This kind of impact, full of dynamic pictures, Han Chong really saw it for the first time.

It doesn't feel fresh.

Because from the day before yesterday to yesterday. Han Chong only saw the changes in the river, boats, umbrellas and people, but he didn't see the river that rose and fell again today.

Could it be that there are not just three variations of this painting, but a fourth?

Yes, when it doesn't rain, the umbrella is closed, and the people and mountains, including the river, are calm. Those who are near know that the distant mountains are hazy. It is a work that wins in artistic conception.

And when it rains lightly, the umbrella will gradually open. People in the vicinity began to blur, and the surface of the river changed.

When it rains heavily, all the umbrellas are opened, and the boats and people in the vicinity are so hazy that it is difficult to see them again, but the roar of the river and the sad scene of the rain curtain in the sky.

But today, this is definitely the fourth presentation of the painting.

On the basis of the third change, the waves of the cold river crash on the shore, wave after wave, and it is obvious that the wind is blowing on the picture, and the wind is entrained with showers, which makes the river, the boats, the distant mountains, and the people near it more desolate.

The mountains are foggy, the rivers are in the sky, the waves are covering the boat, and the boat is on the crest of the waves, and the people on the boat, although they can't see the outline clearly, know that he is in this wind and rain sighing and hurting.

This, this artistic conception, has reached the pinnacle of painting!

Ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, unmatched!

"Good. What a farewell friend in the cold river, this is the first time I have seen such a magical and immortal painting in Ning Kun. ”

Ning Lao slammed his palm on the desk, and couldn't help but startle Han Chong.

Seeing Han Chong trembling, Ning Lao hurriedly helped him down and said with a smile. "Young man, I found out that you are really a genius in the antique world, don't you sue me for this painting?"

Han Chong smiled and did not answer.

Instead, he asked. "Ning Lao, to be honest, I haven't seen this painting too clearly, I have consulted this work of Master Tang Yin on the Internet, as well as in books, and I have not introduced the information of this painting."

"I haven't heard of this painting either, so when you say Tang Yin's Hanjiang farewell, I think you're eye-catching. I can see this painting, and I look at the handwriting, including the seal and inscription, and I am sure that this is definitely the creation of Bohu. And you are curious about the changes in this painting, because no one has taught you the material of silk painting, especially the difference between the use of ink. ”

Old Man Ning seemed to see the clue, and Han Chong was even more interested.

"I haven't learned to read ink, and the material of silk painting has something to do with it?"

"Of course, it is much easier to preserve silk paintings than paper, and the fact that your paintings have not regained much in such humid weather has already explained the problem. Then there is this ink is the key, your painting has a double layer, there is an ink mass on the lower layer, the ink mass does not change without moisture, after seeing the moisture, it will present the artistic conception that the original author wants to outline in advance in the picture. ”

"Are you saying that this painting is not made of random ink, but has been designed by Master Tang Yin?"

Ning Lao nodded.

"If there is no design, the ink ball will not be bleached so regularly, it is not completely dispersed, ruining this work, presumably it must have been Tang Yin's hard work for many days and nights, no, even how many years, repeated scrutiny. Tang Yin is a little conceited and has no talent, but he has no choice but to lose Taohuawu, and in the years when he arrived at Taohuawu, he relied on selling paintings to make a living. Paintings and poems are his only sustenance, and in this case, he has researched a stunning work that will leave a name for eternity, which is definitely what a smart person should do, and what he can do. ”

There was no flaw in Ning Lao's analysis, and Han Chong's previous question was explained by Ning Lao, and it really got through.

"Master Tang Yin has good intentions, but it's a pity that this painting has not been discovered until now!" Han Chong shook his head, if it was hundreds of years earlier, Tang Yin's fame through the ages was estimated to be much more influential than it is now.

"Yes, today's juniors, especially those who don't do antique collections, know that Tang Bohu is uninhibited, and this person is summarized by Tang Bohu's autumn fragrance movie, in fact, Tang Yin's more appropriate expression is talented."

"Han Chong."

As he was talking, someone outside shouted Han Chong's name, and there was no one Han Chong knew in this pool, but in feng shui, Han Chong didn't hear who the person who spoke was it, but it was too late to put the painting away at the moment.

A man and a woman, two people have arrived in Zhangbaoxuan. (To be continued) R466