Ye Zifeng saw Wang Xiaowang and their nonsense, and he gradually became angry, and he had a plan in his heart.

"Cultural relics must be appraised by experts, I wonder if your painting has been appraised by experts?" Ye Zifeng led the topic to Wang Xiaowang's "Bamboo and Stone Map".

Just now, when Wang Xiaowang gave this painting to Mayor Luo, Ye Zifeng stood next to him and found that this painting was a masterpiece, at that time, Ye Zifeng was silent, saving face for Wang Xiaowang, and only planned to tell Luo Qingxue in private, just let Mayor Luo not take it out in the future, but now Ye Zifeng saw that they were messing around, so he decided to poke this matter out. But Wang Xiaowang didn't know it yet.

"Of course, my painting has been identified by a well-known cultural relics expert in Kyoto, and it is the authentic work of Zheng Banqiao." After Wang Xiaowang got this painting, he did find a cultural relics expert from Kyoto University through a relationship to identify it, and determined that it was the authentic work of Zheng Banqiao.

"I think this expert is also an expert in eating." Ye Zifeng said disdainfully.

"Specialists in eating? You say yes, yes? He is a nationally recognized expert in the identification of cultural relics, and is an authority in this regard. Wang Xiaowang said.

Ye Zifeng also ignored Wang Xiaowang and said to everyone: "Everyone knows that Zheng Banqiao has been arrogant all his life, and he is arrogant, his books and paintings are like people, and he uses calligraphy into his paintings. The painting method of its leaves is often taken from its thinness and steepness, and there is the meaning of calligraphy. Therefore, the world commented that 'the leaves are wonderful, with scorched ink, through the cursive writing in the middle of the vertical, long skimming, more not chaotic, less not sparse, get rid of the habits of the time, show the strength of the best. Now this painting, no matter what else, just look at this bamboo leaf, fat and moist, less of a sloppy, Jun, naturally no of that pride. So this painting must be a masterpiece. ”

Ye Zifeng unfolded the painting "Bamboo and Stone Map" and commented on them one by one.

Everyone is not good at appreciating calligraphy and painting, even a calligraphy and painting lover can not be called, at first glance at this painting, the painting is also extremely rare, and there is "Zheng Banqiao" Yin square seal, as well as "old and painted" Yin long seal. There are all inscriptions and seals, and the paper is also yellow and old, which seems to be very old. It is impossible to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.

But now after Ye Zifeng said this, everyone takes a closer look at the bamboo leaves, and it is indeed as Ye Zifeng said, there is less thinness and solitary height, but more accessibility and roundness. This is inconsistent with Zheng Banqiao's character. There are many ingredients in the products.

"You say this is a good product, it's a good product? My painting has been authenticated by a cultural relics expert at Kyoto University, and of course it is genuine. Wang Xiaowang was in a hurry, he was not a person who did not learn or know, and when he heard Ye Zifeng's comments, he had no confidence in his heart.

"An expert in cultural relics appraisal at Kyoto University? That expert? I can't identify this, or is it an expert? Ye Zifeng's tone was more expert than that of an expert.

“。。。。。。。。” Wang Xiaowang was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer. In fact, this painting was given to him by a friend of his, and when his friend gave it to him, he said that it had been appraised by a cultural relics expert at Kyoto University, and a certificate of appraisal was attached. Wang Xiaowang regretted not bringing the appraisal certificate over.

Seeing this situation, Mayor Luo knew that the authenticity of this painting had involved the face of the Wang family, so he had to come forward again.

"It's a nice painting, I like it. Insist that Qingshan does not relax. We need this tenacity in our reform and opening up. Mayor Luo is not a master of officialdom, and he has made a political definition of this painting. Once the painting rises to political heights, its authenticity no longer matters.

"Yes, regardless of the southeast and northwest winds, we just need to insist that Qingshan will not relax and unswervingly take the road of reform and opening up." Zhang Daqing immediately chimed in.

"These cultural people's things, whether they are real or not, just look good." The old general looked disdainful of these paintings and calligraphy.

Everyone saw that several elders had spoken, and Ye Zifeng knew that it would be counterproductive if he continued to speak. Therefore, they will accept it when they see it, and they will no longer dwell on the authenticity of this painting, but they are all angry in their hearts, and no one will accept anyone.

"At first, why didn't you say the painting was fake?" Luo Qingxue asked softly in Ye Zifeng's ear. She had already decided that this was a good picture, so she was very angry.

"It's hard to speak! As soon as you come, you will say that other people's things are fake, how can you say it? Ye Zifeng explained.

"What if my dad takes it out and hangs it on the wall so that people can see that it's fake?" Luo light snow trail. This is about the face of the Locke family.

"No, I'll tell you afterwards that the painting is fake. Let you tell your dad not to hang out."

"That's pretty much it." After listening to Ye Zifeng's explanation, Luo Qingxue was satisfied.

Everyone stopped arguing, and the old general arranged for people to pack up the gifts, but Mayor Luo hugged the jar of red robe tightly and refused to let go, saying that he wanted to keep it himself.

At this moment, there was a noise outside the door.

"Old man Luo, we came uninvited." A voice came from afar.

"You old immortals, didn't you say that you will be invited to dinner tomorrow? Why are you here today? Hearing the noise, the old general became interested.

Along with the voice came a few energetic elderly people, as well as the orderly Xiao Wang.

"Grandpa Li, Grandpa Xiao, Grandpa Tang. Hello, you can't join forces and bully my grandfather! Luo Qingxue saw a few people coming in and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"Who can bully your grandfather here? The person who bullied your grandfather wasn't born yet? The old general said.

Subsequently, Luo Qingxue introduced everyone to several generals, and Mayor Luo knew each other. After a few cold words, several old people stared at the young people with a sneaky gaze. I have to say that several of them are old and good, and the trees are old and strange, and they all invariably stay on Ye Zifeng. But they didn't know that after Ye Zifeng cultivated the "Nebula Jue", he exuded a natural aura from the inside to the outside by washing the marrow and cutting the hair, and it was this natural breath that attracted their attention.

"Xiaoxue, we're just coming to see today, let's take a look. Hey, hee, Xiaoxue, you have a good introduction. "General Xiao catches the narrow road.

"Didn't you just introduce it?"

"That's it, nothing else?" They know that those who can enter this small courtyard must have a lot to do with the Luo family, especially the young man in front of them, who is quite compatible with Luo Qingxue.

"Old man Xiao, are you finished?" General Luo pretended to be angry.

"Lao Luo, don't be angry, Xiao Wang said that you will invite us to dinner tomorrow, and a few of us saw that your yard was full of cars, so we said that it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, let's get a gang and eat a meal, so as not to make you busy for another day tomorrow." General Li said with a smile.

"It's okay to eat, but don't run the train with your mouth full." General Luo saw that everyone was bickering, and he didn't pay attention to the saber in his hand at all, so he played a knife flower to attract everyone's attention.

Sure enough, General Luo's small actions attracted a few old guys.

"Hey, Lao Luo, this knife is good, it's the saber of the Wa Kingdom, right? Where did you get that? General Lee asked.

"Where did you get it? I've always had, whoever is like you, a broken gun will show off for a lifetime. I'm a very low-key person, and I never take it out easily, but I can't bear it today, so I took it out so that you can see it. General Luo said teasingly.

"Go, you've always kept it? If you had it before, don't take it out and show it off sooner. Will wait until now. Say, "Did any of them give it to you?" "General Li is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so I guessed it at once.

"This is a Japanese saber, and it has been around for many years. You see clearly. Is this older than all of them? Can they have? "General Luo is a little weak-hearted.

Fortunately, at this time, the orderly Xiao Wang informed everyone to eat, and General Luo did not leak the bottom. This meal was eaten until noon, Wang Xiaowang sent the special Moutai of the state government drank three bottles, and the last three bottles were snatched down by General Luo, hidden, and said that they would drink it slowly after keeping, and then everyone changed to drink General Luo's Moutai wine, and drank four more bottles, and the meal was over.