Chapter 62: The Change of Truth and Falsehood

"The ...... painted by Song Huizong" Guo Yichen said with a smile: "Let's not talk about whether the thing that was not nominated and signed was painted by Song Huizong, just looking at it from a distance, you can see that the painting is very delicate." Song Huizong's own creative face was not as meticulous and delicate as he required the painters of the academy, but rather to rough ink painting. Among the hand-me-down works, there are many works signed by him, but the paintings are more detailed, such as "Xianglong Stone Picture", "Hibiscus Brocade Chicken Picture", "Listening to the Qin", "Snow River Returning to the Palace" (all of the above are in the Palace Museum), "Crane Picture" (Liaoning Provincial Museum), "Green Bamboo and Double Sparrows" (Metropolitan Museum of Art) and other works are recognized by experts as masterpieces in the art academy. Only the volume of "Four Birds" in the Nelson Museum of Art in the United States and the volume of "Crow" in the collection of the Shanghai Museum are believed to be his own handwriting. The "Autumn Evening on the Pond" in the collection of the National Palace Museum in Taipei also belongs to this category. ”

"Elder Hu, Elder Xu, is what I said wrong?" After Guo Yichen finished speaking, he looked at Hu Zhilin and Xu Shangyue with pride.

"Professor Guo is right, that painting is too delicate and delicate, and it is not Song Huizong's style at all."

"What kind of style, that's a fake at all."

"He put the screen on, does he want to draw one at once......"

"Haha...... Do you think this is Tang Bohu ordering autumn incense, do you think he is Tang Bohu, spending his own paintings. ”

"Maybe they are the reincarnation of Song Huizong."

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Because of Guo Yichen's words, the atmosphere outside was detonated again, and there was everything around, but there was no one who was optimistic about Zhao Long. Liu Liu, who was standing inside at the moment, was also embarrassed and embarrassed. He was in this position now, standing between Zhao Long and Guo Yichen, and he also came over to take a look at the painting just now, it could not be painted by Song Huizong at all.

It's just that the position he is standing in now is a little awkward, but fortunately, everyone seems to have ignored his existence.

Alas, I'm still young, and it seems that I may have misunderstood. Shao Yusong's cabinet may not have anything to do with him, maybe the corrupt official's family offended someone, and let people secretly do something, which is also Shao Yusong's bad luck.

"I'll be able to distinguish the authenticity in a while, and I'll go back first if there's nothing to do, I'm tired." Xu Shangyue pressed his temples, looking very tired.

"Young man, there is always a process of learning, not to mention that he has a good relationship with the chairman. The murderer of the father-in-law of the chairman was also caught thanks to him. Hu Zhilin didn't want the situation to continue, but they all thought that Zhao Long couldn't win. Especially Hu Zhilin, who told him the truth of the matter peacefully, at this moment, in order to prevent Guo Yichen from continuing to investigate, he had to reveal something.

"I'll tell you." Guo Yichen then understood, and secretly snorted coldly in his heart, but said on the surface: "It's okay, we can't afford to worry about children, but after a while, he must admit his mistake in public, I, Guo Yichen, as the vice president of the Haicheng Antiques Association, have never been so insulted." ”

"I'm going to insult you, I'm going to hit you in the face, and I'm going to hit the right cheek after hitting the left cheek." Suddenly, Zhao Long's voice sounded again, and Zhao Long had already pushed the screen aside and made a gesture of please: "Come on, the three of you come over and palm your eyes." ”

Hearing that Zhao Long's tone was still so tough, and the picture scroll was placed there for everyone to watch, the noisy discussion just now suddenly stopped. The scene became extremely silent again, and everyone looked at Hu Zhilin and the three of them.

Hu Zhilin was the first to step forward, and as soon as he walked to Zhao Long's big desk, he was stunned. Because the painting placed on the table made his eyes shine, rough and detailed, especially the inscription at the bottom.

"The west wind shook the door all night, and the depressed lonely hall was faintly lit.

Looking back at three thousand miles, there are no geese flying in the south of the mountain. ”

Coupled with his unique thin gold body, Hu Zhilin and they have all seen the authentic work, and at the first glance they saw it, they felt seven or eight points in their hearts, this is the true work of Song Huizong. Hu Zhilin took out a magnifying glass directly from his body, lay on it and studied it carefully, and then Guo Yichen and Xu Shangyue were no less shocked than Hu Zhilin.

"How is that possible...... How can it be...... No......" Guo Yichen shook his head more and more the more he looked at it, muttering to himself. Because he remembered clearly that there was no poem and inscription by Song Huizong on the painting just now, and the overall feeling was completely different.

They have studied the painting before, and it should have been painted by someone in the last twenty years, and this paper must be from the Song Dynasty, but the painting is new. But this time it is completely different.

"Something is wrong, look ......"

"Didn't you just say it was fake, why did you ...... it like this?"

"It's amazing, I don't know what's going on."

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At this time, the onlookers outside also found that something was wrong, if it was the painting just now, Hu Zhilin and the others could not be like this.

Zhao Long didn't need to say anything at all, because they were also experts.

"Hmph." Guo Yichen looked at it for a long time, got up and looked at Zhao Long angrily: "You think it's enough to get such a high-imitation work, we have also seen the authentic works of Song Huizong." You're doing something similar, but there's a difference. Song Huizong likes to paint flowers and birds, but if you look at you here, even if you don't specialize in painting flowers and birds, although the handwriting is very similar, there are some problems, and most importantly, hum, this is not the previous painting at all. You want to play the trick of stealing beams and changing pillars, and you are too tender to play in front of me. ”

"Let's talk about the authenticity of this painting first, this is the signature of Song Huizong, and Song Huizong's signature is very distinctive. It's like the word "day", but the first stroke of the word "day" is some distance from the following. It means "one person under heaven". His paintings attach great importance to sketching, especially good at painting flowers and birds, with great emphasis on details, and you are looking closely at the dead flowers and birds on the snow. Although the flowers have withered and the birds have died, the painting has not changed. This is the last painting he painted before he died, and I will explain the artistic conception to you. ”

"As for stealing beams and changing pillars, hiding from the sky and crossing the sea." Zhao Long looked at Guo Yichen with disdain: "You have a sick head, I took out a painting worth tens of millions by myself, and then changed it to a worthless painting, is there such a stealing beam and changing pillars and hiding from the world?" ”

"Huizong is a cursive book, the gesture is vigorous, the beginner Xue Ji, change his law, call himself a thin gold book, the meaning is natural, and it can not be traced." Hu Zhilin said, he had slowly got up, and he looked at Zhao Long with both excitement and some loss: "That's right, this should be Song Huizong's painting, but it is a little different from before, but it shouldn't be wrong." Because of this kind of brushwork, he is the only one in the ages, and the old man is ashamed. ”

"During the reign of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, he wasted 70% of the world's wealth left to him by Lao Tzu, and shattered the country, but his paintings were indeed very ambitious. If I look at this painting, it should be him, but I still don't understand, we really haven't seen this inscription and some of these things before, why is this? Xu Shangyue also looked at Zhao Long and asked.

"Elder Hu, Elder Xu, don't be deceived by him. There's definitely something wrong with that, and we can't afford to fall for him. "Hu Zhilin has already gone into hiding, ordinary people don't want him, Xu Shangyue is based in Yanjing, and Guo Yichen is different from them. He's out there now, and these two old guys don't want a reputation, he still has to. So he didn't admit that he had lost his eyes and insisted that Zhao Long had designed to frame them.

"There's something special on this painting that hides the inscriptions, and it looks like it's not been long before it was painted, and I've just used some special methods to get rid of it." Zhao Long was too lazy to pay attention to Guo Yichen, and when he saw that Hu Zhilin and Xu Shangyue could admit it frankly, he was also very impressed in his heart, so he also answered the questions of the two seriously.

In the antique world, there are many such cases, and the real is what is true, and sometimes, the real is fake.

Seeing that Hu Zhilin and Xu Shangyue were convinced by Zhao Long's explanation, nodding, Guo Yichen was even more anxious.

"This is just your family's words, I will contact Mr. He, and at the same time, I will invite experts from all over the country to identify it, and then it can be said to be true or false." At this time, Guo Yichen didn't admit that it was true, and he decided to make some remarks after he went back. After all, it's hard to tell whether antiques are real or not.

"It seems that Professor Guo doesn't even believe what I said to Hu Lao." Xu Shangyue suddenly spoke up and looked at Guo Yichen extremely unhappily.

Hu Zhilin also frowned, Zhao Long had already guessed that this shameless guy would be like this, and he had already prepared some sawdust in his hand. At this time, it was all rolled into powder between his hands, and Zhao Long suddenly sprinkled the powder onto the painting, and at the same time injected the dragon qi that had just been extracted from the painting.

Suddenly, the painting had become the same as before, and the inscription on it had disappeared. Hu Zhilin, Xu Shangyue and Guo Yichen all saw this scene and were dumbfounded.

These sawdust Zhao Long had already absorbed the wood qi that was so weak that it could be ignored, so after those things fell on it, they quickly turned into ashes. The scene was all the more magical, as if the particular sawdust was reacting to the thing on the painting.

Then Zhao Long picked up the painting again and shook it slightly, the ashes fell, Zhao Long took the opportunity to inhale the dragon qi into his left arm again, and the painting recovered again.

"You, get out, you're not welcome here." There is no need to say anything, after doing all this, Zhao Long directly pointed at Guo Yichen, and then pointed to the door.

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