"This picture of the dawn of the spring river is outstanding, and it can be called a contemporary masterpiece," He Yan smiled with a deep meaning, "I don't know who the book can see who is the work?" ”

Chang Xishu stared at the seal with a heavy gaze, as if he was deaf to He Yan's question.

He Yan was not in a hurry, her gaze at Chang Xishu was even more real, she took a step, and asked in Chang Xishu's ear: "Xishu is so fascinated, could it be that he recognizes the author of the painting?" ”

Her two inquiries aroused the curiosity of the other girls, and they whispered to the author who it was.

Chang Xishu slowly retracted his senses, turned his head to look at He Yan, his eyes were slightly cold: "I didn't see it." ”

He Yan covered her mouth and chuckled: "Xishu, how could you not see it?" The author of this painting has a lot to do with you. ”

A remark aroused everyone's thoughts.

Seeing what he wanted, He Yan stretched out his hand and pointed to the inscription and said, "Sisters, this inscription 'Xiangya Jushi' is right?" ”

"Who is Xiangya?"

He Yanmei's eyes were looking forward to it: "Xiangya is You Yifei, Xishu's brother-in-law!" ”

Chang Xishu's face turned pale, and his hand under his wide sleeves gradually clenched into fists.

"No wonder Xishu's sister would rather ruin a good family affair than follow Xiangya Jushi to the end of the world," He Yan pretended to look at Chunjiang Xiaojing in admiration, "It must be because of Xiangya's talent that she is so brave, do you say?" ”

Some people couldn't help but hook their lips and sneered slightly.

Chang Xishu's sister-in-law Chang Xihua eloped with the painter You Yifei two years ago, and everyone in Beijing knew about it.

It's just that everyone won't mention this matter in front of Chang Xi's writing, and today He Yan made a special trip to bring You Yifei's paintings to humiliate Chang Xishu.

"Speaking of which, Sister Xishu's painting skills are really good," He Yan saw Chang Xishu's face pale, and her heart was very happy, "Back then, in the Elite Women's Club, no one could compare." ”

"Now I am singing with Xiangya and wandering the world, and my painting art will definitely go to the next level."

"I don't know when Sister Xishu will return to the capital to talk about it, so that we can see her ......"

"Shut up!"

Chang Xishu clenched his fists, his eyes breathing fire, "My sister's affairs, it's not your turn to talk nonsense here!" ”

He Yan laughed mockingly: "Chang Xishu, is there something wrong with what I said?" It's clear that your sister gave and received private things with someone before she got married, and she also eloped and ......so on."

"Smack!"

A loud slap interrupted He Yan's words, He Yan covered her face, she was so angry that she was about to go crazy, and she raised her hand and hit Chang Xishu back: "Chang Xishu, why are you beating me?" ”

However, his hand was grabbed in mid-air, and He Yan tried hard to break free, but found that his wrist was tightly clamped and he couldn't move.

"Fu Yuanyuan, what are you holding me for? It's obvious that Chang Xishu hits people first! ”

"I'm afraid that my sister forgot to brush my teeth before going out, so Sister Chang kindly reminded you."

"Second sister!" Fu Yuanqing walked over with a serious face, "Quickly put down your hand, how can you be so rude to Yan'er?" ”

Fu Yuanyuan squinted his eyes and smiled: "Eldest sister, Yuanyuan just doesn't want to be deceived with his sister, because that painting is a fake." ”

Fake?

One sentence hooked everyone's hearts and looked straight at the picture of Chunjiang Xiaojing.

Except for a woman in yellow, she looked at Fu Yuanyuan's back with burning eyes.

This woman in yellow is the granddaughter of General Tong's mansion, named Tong Lu.

Tong Lu is straightforward in nature, and when she heard He Yan's words, she was upset with Chang Xishu, and when she saw that He Yan wanted to fight Chang Xishu, she quickly stepped forward to stop He Yan.

Unexpectedly, he was one step ahead of Fu Yuanyuan.

Fu Yuanyuan was obviously farther away from He Yan than her, but the figure was in front of Chang Xishu in a flash.

Her kung fu must be better than hers!

Thinking of this, Tong Lu's gaze flashed at Fu Yuanyuan.

"You know what?"

He Yan's face flushed, "This painting of Xiangya Jushi is definitely not a fake!" ”

"It's really a fake."

Fu Yuanyuan's sympathetic eyes fell on He Yan, shook his head and sighed, "Presumably Sister Chang also saw this, so she saved face for Sister He." ”

"You're talking nonsense! You Yifei is just a Luotuo painter," He Yan was so angry that he didn't choose to speak, "Who can imitate a broken painting?" ”

"You!"

Chang Xishu looked stunned and took a step forward, but was comforted by Fu Yuanyuan and held her hand.

"And sister, you don't know about this."

Fu Yuanyuan smiled, "Xiangya monks may not be well-known in our Great Qi Country, but they are highly respected in the neighboring Great Yuan Country. ”

The Great Yuan Kingdom and the Great Qi Kingdom are adjacent to each other, and they are both big countries with rich countries and strong people.

Hearing Fu Yuanyuan say this, many noble ladies were interested.

"At last year's Chinese Painting Awards in Dayuanguo, Xiangya Jushi won the first place with a picture of homesickness on a moonlit night, and was greatly appreciated by the current grandmaster Hong Wuxi."

"Since then, Xiangya Jushi's paintings have been hard to find," Fu Yuanyuan said eloquently, "Xiangya Jushi did not like to sell paintings, so many collectors came to Daqi to look for Xiangya's early paintings." ”

"And this picture of the dawn of the spring river is one of them."

"It's just that the genuine product has already been bought by the people of Dayuan at a high price, and my sister is a fake imitated by others!"

He Yan couldn't help but feel weak when she heard Fu Yuanyuan say the truth, but she didn't want to lose at this moment, so she stiffened her neck and said: "Just with your tongue and lotus, who knows whether it's true or not?" If it's a fake, do you have proof? ”

"Naturally."

Fu Yuanyuan was unhurried, and pointed his finger to the place where the Chunjiang Xiaojing picture was registered: "The four characters of this Xiangya monk can be seen to be true or false." ”

"It is said that the seal of Xiangya Jushi will have a small dot in the lower right corner of the Ya character."

Everyone looked at the payment.

"There are no dots."

"Really, isn't it, is it really a fake?"

The thin muttering made He Yan's face more and more ugly.

Fu Yuanyuan smiled again: "I happen to have a collection of paintings of Xiangya monks in their early years, and everyone will know it at a glance." ”

At this time, the jade who hurriedly returned to the side hurriedly sent the painting scroll, and Fu Yuanyuan carefully unfolded the painting.

"This is, this is ......"

Chang Xishu couldn't help but exclaim, "How can you have this painting?" ”

The painting depicts the children reading aloud in the morning light.

The painting is from the Changfu School ten years ago.

And Chang Xishu and Chang Xi's paintings are in the painting, at that time she and her sister were only five years old and seven years old.

And Yifei's brother was fifteen years old at the time and was a painter hired by Changfu.

Everyone looked at the place where they were registered, and sure enough, as Fu Yuanyuan said, there was a small dot in the lower right corner of the Ya character of Xiangya Jushi.

"My brother-in-law writes elegant characters, and he is used to adding a small dot," Chang Xishu murmured, "I have been looking for this painting for a long time, and I thought I would never see it again." ”

Everyone suddenly responded, and He Yan was ashamed and annoyed, and put away the painting: "I still have something to do, go first!" ”