When it comes to identifying war paintings, Zeng Niu has no confidence, war paintings are different from war poems, it is much more complex than war poems, of course, the power is not of the same grade, although this painting draws the realm of Dongting's eight hundred miles of smoke and waves, but celebrity war paintings are not just able to copy well, and it is very likely that the painting is wasted, and there is no power at all!

"Uh, brother, to put it bluntly, the copied war paintings and waste paintings are just one stroke, I'm not sure, you wait, I'll call the master to come and help me palm my eyes!" Zeng Niu said, running towards Zhao Mingcheng, and he was not afraid of exposing the relationship between several people at this time, "Childe, someone has copied "Dongting Late Autumn Picture", you can help me take a look, how powerful can the original painting be?" ”

Hearing Zeng Niu shouting in such a loud voice, the literati who passed by nearby immediately surrounded him, and no matter where the war painting was, it was a good thing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Xian, who was in the distance, heard Zeng Niu shouting like this, and crooked his mouth in advance: "Brother Niu is too unsuccessful in this matter, I found that good things should be hidden in the armpits, such a shout, everyone knows, the black market is a place for the highest, alas, this is digging a pit for yourself!" ”

Zhang Moyu scratched his brother's head and said, "You just said that good things are hidden in the armpits, why don't you think that Zeng Niu found something bad and couldn't get out, so he thought of this trick?" Don't think that you are very smart, you have to listen and watch more in everything to grow. ”

Zhao Mingcheng laughed when he heard it, and couldn't help but feel sad for Zhang Xian, with such a sister who preaches at any time, this guy's childhood must be happy, haha!

When a few people walked over, sure enough, there were already literati who grabbed the painting and looked at it carefully, as Zhao Mingcheng, who knew Zeng Niu very well, of course received the meaning of his words, Zhang Moyu's analysis was not wrong, this guy just wanted to cause trouble, whoever shot was unlucky.

But the people who can mix in the black market, their eyes are absolutely sharp, after five people have passed each other, they all let it back, Zeng Niu's little trick They old foxes also saw through it, just now they carefully checked it, no longer talked, now these people exchanged glances with each other, just watching the excitement on the side.

Zhao Mingcheng saw that no one had been tricked, so he came over and picked it up and took a look, and only shook his head and said: "This copy of Teng Zijing's "Late Autumn in Dongting" has been similar to the original quintangle, which shows that the painting skills of the copying person are definitely at the level of Danqing.

It's a pity that the war painting is the war painting, not at will can be copied, although Teng Zijing painted the famous painting "Dongting Late Autumn Picture", but at first it did not become a war painting, and then sent it to his friend Fan Zhongyan in the hope that he could comment a few words, Fan Zhongyan was moved by the content of the Dongting smoke wave, which led to the resonance of Wending, and wrote the "Yueyang Tower" that has been passed down through the ages, adding the soul of this painting, so that the "Dongting Late Autumn Picture" was reborn and upgraded to a war painting, which can be seen that the war painting is a thousand times more difficult!

And this painting, although it is very beautiful, but beautiful and painting soul are two different things, this painting can't lose talent at all, so this is just an ordinary ink painting, not a war painting! ”

The onlookers couldn't help nodding when they heard this, what the little brother in front of him said was really in the middle of the rules, and it was really in his words, war paintings without painting souls, they were waste paintings, and they were worthless.

When the young stall owner heard Zhao Mingcheng's comment, he was not angry, he smiled slightly, threw the circle back into the pen holder, and then took a spoke painting shaft from a pen holder next to him and said, "Childe, look at this painting!" ”

This painting paper is slightly yellow, it is the best ancient demon goat skin production, it can be seen that the age is very old, as soon as it was taken out, the five literati who were watching just now came together, of course, this time the five people did not shoot, just imagine, such an ordinary small field stall, what good goods can be produced?

But as soon as the painting was opened to reveal half of its contents, a rush of ancient murderous majesty made everyone within ten steps gasp and couldn't help but take three steps back.

"Good stuff, stall owner, how much does it cost, I bought it!" One of the literati who was the first to come back to his senses immediately spoke up.

Zhao Mingcheng was the first to smile and said: "Hehe, calm and calm, this friend is not in a hurry, it is rare to meet a good painting, how about opening it first for everyone to appreciate and then bidding?" ”

"Yes, yes, a good painting must be a product, two looks, three inspections, you are so anxious to quote beware, we will treat you as a trust he invited!" Zeng Niu immediately spoke out in support of his son-in-law.

When the others heard it, although this bull brother was full of gangsterism, what they said was indeed reasonable.

Some people began to gear up, and it was taboo to appear in the black market, and they would be beaten in vain, and they didn't mind doing it for heaven at all.

The first person to speak out just now, the corners of his eyes twitched wildly, no one who came to the black market to play, no one was a good person, he couldn't make a mistake, and immediately clamped his mouth tighter than the thighs of the virgin ~ woman!

The stall owner shook his head helplessly, he had been opening it very slowly, expecting someone to bid for it, but now he was scared away by what everyone said, so he could only continue to unfold the painting.

"Shhh

After the scroll was fully opened, everyone in the audience gasped, this painting turned out to be an ancient painting, and it was also an ancient painting with a powerful painting soul, but this time, no one opened their mouths to bid, because this painting was not worth letting them sell!

Zhao Mingcheng also gasped, this painting was actually "Luo Shen Futu", he was absolutely not mistaken.

In the painting, a young and dashing young man stood on the shore with a stagnant expression, a pair of eyes looking intently into the distance, and that expression was completely peeking at a beautiful woman swimming.

In the water waves in the distance, a woman with a high cloud bun and standing on the waves, fluttering like a fairy, like a Lingbo fairy standing, being stared at and peeking at, with a pink face, wanting to go and stay, looking forward to it, wanting to be annoyed and ashamed, a little charming, a little melancholy.

This painting is meticulously handwritten, dark and brocade, like spring silkworm silk, light and smooth. The goddess in the painting, with a wonderful posture, a wind bun and a dew of spring, delicate eyebrows, a light veil on her wrists, and what is more attractive is the beauty protection beast around her, with a realistic and bizarre demeanor.

This is definitely a war painting made by Gu Kaizhi, a painter in the Eastern Jin Dynasty and known as the 'Three Absolute Confucians'.

Gu Kaizhi, a grandmaster-level figure in the painting stage.

Before the pre-Qin period, among the sages of the hundred schools of thought, the theory of painting was only scattered in the speech, not systematic. Since Gu Kaizhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, he has written a 'theory of war painting' in its own vein, with a variety of genres, and has listed several elements of war painting, including the blessing of painting meaning by 'painting theory, painting criticism, painting poems, figures, landscapes, flowers and birds', etc., implying that war painting is a question that embodies a certain ethics or philosophy or Buddhism.

It was called "talent", "painting" and "obsession".

This "Luo Shen Fu Tu" is the pinnacle of his work that has been passed down through the ages.

Legend has it that if this battle painting is stimulated, it can not only lead the three thousand waters of the Luo River to fight together, but also invite the six ancient beauty protection beasts in front of Luo Shenzun to take action, and they are extremely powerful.

However, the reason why the picture in front of me is that no one cares about it among the people, and it makes people retreat, is because there are four stains left on this painting, which just happens to polish the four big characters of 'Luo Shen Futu'.

This stain is no stranger to Zhao Mingcheng, it turned out to be four drops of 'Demon Saint Stained Blood', and, judging from these four drops of foul blood that exude ferocious intent, the level of this demon blood is one level higher than the 'Ambergris' level in Zhao Mingcheng's hand, no wonder the soul of the painting in this super great Confucian master's war painting was crushed to death, making it sadly become a waste painting!

This kind of demon saint stained blood is a taboo for the human race, and if you have too much contact with this painting, the Wending in the body will be eroded by the filthy blood demon qi, and it is possible to cause the Wending to be broken.

All the literati are people who know the goods, and the demon saint and the blood are naturally recognized, and after looking at each other, they were completely silent, just now those people wanted to make a move against them, at this time, they hoped that these people could buy it, and the time would ...... Hehe!

Zhang Moyu instinctively felt that this thing was a bad thing, and hurriedly pulled Zhao Mingcheng and said: "Childe, this thing is unclean, put it down quickly!" ”

Zhao Mingcheng was rescued by the little white deer with deer blood, and he didn't seem to be very repulsive to the demon blood, this painting was held in his hand, and he didn't feel much, just like playing 'Ambergris' a few days ago, but he felt that the four drops of 'Demon Saint Dirty Blood' contained in the painting were more ferocious.

Seeing that everyone avoided this object, he immediately followed the mainstream, pretending to be surprised, but in his heart he was thinking about how to get these two paintings.

Just now it was the same as "Dongting Late Autumn Picture", which is a waste painting for others, but Zhao Mingcheng was secretly happy, because he had already understood the true meaning of painting wind and painting water from the inheritance of the Golden Dragon Prince.

But how to get these two paintings in front of everyone's eyes and quietly is a headache!