Shen Jinchu glanced at him and suddenly asked a strange question: "Do you know what Mr. Qianyue's original name is?" ”

Qin Yang Qiuhu glanced at her suspiciously, and said impatiently: "Isn't this something that everyone knows?" Mr. Qianyue's original name was Fei Liangji, and the word was filial piety......"

"Wrong," Shen Jinchu interrupted him, and his little finger said little by little in the air: "Mr. Qianyue's words are not heavy filial piety. ”

"What?" Qin Yangqiu said impatiently: "This is something that is clearly written in the books, how can it be wrong?" ”

"It's really not rigorous to say that," Xing Jingwu interjected on the side, "Because it is necessary to avoid colliding with the name of the new emperor, Mr. Qianyue once changed the word once, but because the word of Mr. Qianyue when he became famous later was heavy filial piety, so the previous words were rarely mentioned." ”

Shen Jinchu nodded matter-of-factly: "That's right, Mr. Qianyue became famous late, and his words before the age of thirty were not filial piety, but filial piety." ”

"Stop, stop," Qin Yangqiu frowned and waved his hand, "Even if he changes the words, what does that have to do with the authenticity of these two paintings?" ”

"Of course it matters," Shen Jinchu's eyes widened and said, "The seal on this painting is engraved with the word heavy filial piety, that is to say, this is at least after Emperor Xianwu ascended the throne." ”

"The green mountains in this "Green Mountains and Rain" are the Longbei Mountains that are now located in S Province," the little girl's finger lightly tapped on an inconspicuous temple on the picture: "And here, it is a very famous temple on Longbei Mountain-Dingyuan Temple." ”

"What temple?" Qin Yangqiu leaned forward and asked, "You are right, but why haven't I heard of this temple?" ”

"Of course you haven't heard of it, because the temple has been burned down," Shen Jinchu raised his chin and said, "In the thirtieth year of Emperor Xianjing, a heavenly fire descended on Qingshan, and Dingyuan Temple was burned down, but the golden body of the Buddha was not destroyed at all, and the monks in the temple were unharmed, and the world regarded it as a miracle." ”

"Emperor Xianjing...... Emperor Xianwu...... Temple ......" Xing Jingwu patted his thigh and said excitedly: "So that's the case!" It turned out to be so! ”

Without Shen Jinchu continuing to speak, he already understood the trick: "This temple is still intact at this time, so it can be judged that the painting time is in the period of Emperor Xianjing, and Mr. Qianyue has not changed the characters at that time, how can he put such a seal?" So this one with a seal must be a fake! ”

Qin Yangqiu's eyes widened suddenly, and his voice changed tone: "What? Mine is fake? Lao Tzu spent tens of millions of dollars and actually bought a fake?! ”

He didn't have the heart to trouble Shen Jinchu anymore, so he stood up suddenly, hastily rolled up the scroll, and hurriedly ran out of the door, ready to settle accounts with the person who sold him the painting.

Xing Jingwu looked at his departing back and sighed faintly: "Alas, if he hadn't moved his mind, how could he have come to this point?" If you do so much injustice, you will kill yourself......"

Shen Jinchu blinked, and just as he wanted to say something, he heard a rush of footsteps outside the door, and when he looked up, he saw the assistant standing in front of the office door panting, and said with an ugly face: "President, something happened." ”

"Someone is going to hold an auction in the name of a private person, and there are a lot of collections in it, all of which are almost exactly the same as the cultural relics we have seized this time!"