Sun Kehong and Qian Yuan were still confused, but He Liangjun knew the roots, he sighed, "Zijing, are you selling words again?" ”

"Oh, it's Mr. Yuen Long." The young man saluted and raised the scroll in his hand, "Huangzhou Cold Food Post, five hundred taels of silver, absolutely worth the money!" ”

Xiang Dushou rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, nodded to the housekeeper on the side, took the scroll and threw it aside, and introduced: "This is Brother Ji Xiang Yuanbian, Zijing." ”

"These two are ......" Xiang Yuanbian raised his eyebrows, "You are the Qian family?" ”

"Brother Ji!"

"I have inquired about you, and I only know the Four Books and the Five Classics." Xiang Yuanbian pursed his lips, "A layman!" ”

"Why is it vulgar?" He Liangjun frowned and retorted: "As soon as the yellow list came out, his surname was spread all over the world, and he made meritorious contributions and passed on to future generations. ”

"Humph!" Xiang Yuanbian, who regarded fame and fortune as dung, snorted disdainfully and turned away, not forgetting to say, "Big brother, don't forget to let someone send the silver." ”

When you enter the door, you have to sell the scroll, or sell it to your brother, and after selling it, you will complain a few words and turn around and leave, it is simply unreasonable, Qian Yuan opened his mouth slightly and was at a loss, while Sun Kehong on the side stared at the scroll on the table with a wandering mind.

""Huangzhou Cold Food Post"?"

"Fake!"

"Fake."

He Liangjun and Xiang Dushou spoke in unison.

After glancing at each other, He Liangjun smiled and said: "Zijing always buys fakes, and he is depressed and unhappy all day long, and Zi Chang, as the eldest brother, buys it at the original price to relieve his brother's worries...... It was like that five or six years ago. ”

Xiang Dushou smiled bitterly and gave his hand, "The Tianlai Pavilion built by Brother Ji has a lot of collections, and after a long time, it is inevitable that I will not be able to make ends meet, and I will laugh when I see it." ”

Sun Kehong twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at He Liangjun, no wonder he asked me last night if I had enough money, I feel that this is a money string!

Qian Yuan, who had been silent, said with a smile: "The so-called people have no habits and can't be friends with them, and quirks like Brother Zijing are also interesting in the eyes of outsiders." ”

"People have no habits, can't have sex with them?" Xiang Dushou stroked his long beard in his hand, "Why?" ”

"With its lack of affection." After Qian Yuan blurted out, he thought that this sentence came from Zhang Dai at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and he was not born yet.

"People can't have friends with them if they have no habits, and they can't be affectionate." He Liangjun praised it: "Brother Yuan has a furrow in his chest. ”

Qian Yuan continued as usual: "If Brother Zijing has such a habit, it is also a good talk to spread it, don't hide it from Brother Xiang, the little brother's habit ......"

"Haha, Brother Yuan likes to cook the most." Sun Kehong hurriedly stopped the conversation, "At the beginning of the year, Brother Yuan went to Hangzhou, and he was single and in the filial piety period, so he could only cook in person, but he didn't expect to practice his skills and go back to Huating to show off his mother's face." ”

"This is filial piety." Xiang Dushou said: "Who dares to despise each other with this." ”

Qian Yuan glanced at Sun Kehong, this guy is really here to help today, and he has to repay one or two, "Brother Ruyunli's habits are much more elegant, he likes to make friends the most, and he likes to observe famous paintings the most." ”

Xiang Dushou, who knew it well, laughed, "Since I received the "Female History Atlas", there have been many guests every day, and I had to close the door a few days ago, but you are not outsiders. ”

None of them are outsiders...... Qian Yuan blinked and didn't speak, it seemed that the other party was quite satisfied, and He Liangjun had a happy look on his face.

Only Sun Kehong asked anxiously: "Song Ben? Tang Ben? ”

"I want you to discern it." Xiang Dushou got up and led the way, "The Female History Atlas is hidden in the Tianlai Pavilion, and there are also friends from Brother Ji's side who are here today. ”

Stepping into a small building, passing the middle hall, and entering the study, it was silent inside, the three people in front of them all slowed down, Qian Yuan looked over, Xiang Yuanbian, who had seen him before, was splashing ink in front of the table, and a tall middle-aged man stood aside, seemingly a little nervous.

After three incense sticks, Xiang Yuanbian straightened up, looked at the Melan picture on the table with satisfaction, and shouted: "Take my seal!" ”

The middle-aged man was even more nervous, He Liangjun turned his head to look out the window, and Xiang Dushou smiled bitterly and lowered his head.

Then inexplicably, Qian Yuan saw a scholar struggling to hold a box and put it on the table.

After opening it, Qian Yuan couldn't help but gasp, the box was full of seals, long and short, round and square, large and small, dazzling, roughly scanned, at least fifty or sixty.

After carefully picking, Xiang Yuanbian chose a square seal to stamp, with the word "Yuanbian" on it.

Dropping the chapter, Xiang Yuanbian reached out to touch it again, and the middle-aged man grabbed his arm, "Zijing, this is a painting for my brother, don't cover it, don't cover it." ”

"It's just a ......"

"If you build four or five, Brother Shou Cheng won't stop you." Xiang Dushou snorted: "You have to cover dozens of them, and you won't leave a single blank......"

"yes." The middle-aged man quickly took out two pieces of silver and stuffed them to the scholar on the side, "The hands-free money is given." ”

The scholar lowered his head in disdain, He Liangjun couldn't help but snicker a few times, and explained to Qian Yuan in a low voice: "But all the calligraphy and paintings collected or handwritten by Zijing always have to be stamped with dozens of stamps, so when someone asks for a painting, they often use money to buy the scholar to avoid too many stamps, which is hands-free money." ”

Sun Kehong looked towards the wall Nunu mouth, "Look." ”

Qian Yuan turned his head to look at it, there was a picture of Qiu Ju hanging on the wall, and dozens of chapters were densely covered on the painting, and some were even directly stamped on the paintings, such as Molin Mountain People, Molin Seal, Tea Addict, Mo Linsheng, Artemisia Lisheng, Chisong Immortal History, Yuan Bianzhi Seal......

Counted carefully...... Well, Qian Yuan couldn't count it even when he was dazzled!

I remember that in my previous life, some netizens said that Qianlong was a seal maniac, but I am afraid that it is a big thing in comparison.

Qian Yuan guessed right, this Xiang Yuanbian is really a seal maniac, and the thousands of collections he has collected have basically not escaped his poisonous hands, the most precious such as Chu Suiliang's "Orchid Pavilion Preface" is stamped with ninety-eight chapters, seventy-five square chapters are stamped on Huaisu's "Self-Narrative Post", and fifty-six chapters are stamped on Shenlong's "Orchid Pavilion Preface"!

Qian Yuan was amazed here, and Xiang Yuanbian, who was forcibly stopped over there, came out again, "Okay, okay, don't cover it, but this is the sixteenth painting sent out, so make a mark!" ”

"What marking?" Xiang Dushou, a good-natured person, is about to jump to his feet, "You didn't spend any money, what kind of mark!" ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly put away the painting and handed it to the servant to take out and frame, and only after he was busy did he smile and said, "Zichang, who are these three?" ”

"Oh, I forgot to introduce it."

Listening to Xiang Dushou's introduction, Qian Yuan's eyes lit up, this middle-aged man was actually Wen Zhengming's eldest son Wen Peng, the word Shoucheng, the number three bridges, the Wen family and the Xiang family are world friends, this time it was also for the "Female History Atlas", only half an hour earlier than Qian Yuan.

Qian Yuan remembered that Wen Zhengming's descendants were also very good, most of them were excellent in calligraphy and painting, and there was a champion great-grandson at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Although Qian Yuan admired the Wen family very much...... Well, in fact, he admires other people's Mobao, but Wen Peng knows this slightly famous Songjiang Xiucai, but he doesn't look the other way, but attaches great importance to Sun Kehong, who has become famous in the painting world in recent years.

After a period of greetings, everyone walked out of the study, ascended to the Mohua Pavilion on the second floor, turned the marble screen, and finally entered a secret room, which was the so-called Tianlai Pavilion.

Even He Liangjun, the in-laws of the Xiang family, came in for the first time, and Qian Yuan and Sun Kehong were so stunned that they couldn't speak.

The bronzes of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the jade of the Han Dynasty, the calligraphy and Buddha statues of the Wei and Jin dynasties, the ladies and flowers and birds of the Tang and Song dynasties, the ink paintings and blue and white porcelain of the Yuan dynasty, and then the Yongle lacquerware of the present dynasty and the incense burner of the Xuande dynasty......

"Fisherman!" He Liangjun blurted out: "It's the "Fisherman's Picture" of Wu Zhen of the Yuan Four Family!" ”

Sun Kehong took a few steps forward and swallowed his saliva, "Huang Gongwang's "Water Pavilion Tranquility Map"! ”

Wen Peng, who was more interested in calligraphy, carefully flipped through the scrolls on the bookcase and exclaimed in surprise: "The king's "Near Post"! ”

Wen Pengleng was half-loud in place, turned his head sharply and gritted his teeth and said, "Zijing, I'll exchange Zhao Mengfu's "Quehua Autumn Color Map" with you!" ”

"No way!" Xiang Yuanbian said disdainfully: "Look at the price on it." ”

Wen Peng looked closely, and the words "two thousand gold" were written on the side of the "Approaching Post Scroll", and he was so angry that he looked hideous.

"It's a terrible thing!" Xiang Dushou said dissatisfied.

Qian Yuan leaned in and glanced at Xiang Yuanbian, it should be the price of this guy's acquisition, this is too strange!

Everyone walked in slowly, and all kinds of exclamations sounded in Qian Yuan's ears from time to time, and most of the names or works of celebrities mentioned in his mouth were actually heard of by Qian Yuan.

Can you not be familiar?

Wang Xizhi, Chu Suiliang, Huaisu, Ouyang Xun, Yan Zhenqing, Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, Mi Fu, Gu Kaizhi, Li Gonglin, Song Huizong, Zhao Mengjian, Zhao Mengfu, Huang Gongwang, Wen Zhengming, Qiu Ying, Shen Zhou, are all big names in history!

What does this mean?

It shows that the collections in this Tianlai Pavilion are basically heavy treasures that are not allowed to go abroad in later generations.

After pacing a few steps, Qian Yuan suddenly found that the paintings hanging not far away were a little familiar, and he approached to take a closer look, this was the "Five Cows" among the top ten famous paintings that later generations said.

Sun Kehong took a closer look, he was not very interested in similar subjects, smiled and pointed to the center of the painting and said, "Oh, this is the mark." ”

It's a "this" word.

Qian Yuan grinned, Xiang Yuanbian was made with the words in the thousand-character text, so as to calculate, such a collector is really unheard of!

Everyone walked around for a long time before they remembered the purpose of this time, "The Female History of Zhentu".

Qian Yuan was squeezed on the periphery, and could only look inside on tiptoe.

After pondering it for a while, Wen Peng concluded that this was a copy of the Tang Dynasty.

He Liangjun sighed: "Women are three inches long, all of them are angry, like people who want to do, this god does not lose its nature." ”

Anyway, I couldn't see it, Qian Yuan simply walked away, wondering in his heart that if he really married the Xiang family at that time, would it be a hint that a few ancient books and paintings would be put in the dowry, and they would be national treasures for future generations!