If a certain painting was painted by Wu Daozi, Sun Wanwan believes it 100%.

However, this poster was written by Wu Daozi, and it is nonsense at all.

Among Wu Daozi's works, there are only paintings without words.

Since there is none, it means that Wu Daozi did not leave a notebook at all.

"Wanwan, don't be in a hurry to deny it first, let Xiao Xiao uncover the mystery by himself."

Fang Yunhai interrupted Sun Wanwan, who was gushing, and waited for Xiao Feng to give an answer.

"Wanwan, look at the penmanship of this sticker, what category does it belong to?"

Xiao Feng said with a smile.

Sun Wanwan leaned over and looked at it, and said uncertainly: "Look at the font on it, it seems to be cursive?" ”

"The characters do have a cursive flavor, so I am sure that this character was written by Wu Daozi in the Tang Dynasty."

Xiao Feng unravels the mystery.

As we all know, Wu Daozi is the greatest painter in our country, and later generations call him the saint of painting.

Each of the paintings painted is superb.

Not only in modern times, but even in ancient times, it is the highest honor for the owner to be able to have a painting of Wu Daozi.

Few people know that Wu Daozi did not learn painting in the first place.

It's calligraphy.

The calligraphy teacher was also a saint.

Tang Dynasty grass saint, Zhang Xu.

Unfortunately, Wu Daozi's talent in the field of calligraphy is far inferior to his in the field of painting.

Zhang Xu has been learning calligraphy for many years, and Wu Daozi has only learned some fur.

You can't grasp the essence of cursive writing.

Later, under the introduction of Zhang Xu, he continued to learn calligraphy with He Zhizhang.

Rao is so, the same half bucket of water.

After going around and around for several years, Wu Daozi found what he was really good at.

Since then, Wu Daozi's talent in the field of painting has been thoroughly explored.

Later generations called him a painting saint.

But I didn't know that before this painting saint became famous, he had learned wild grass from the grass saint Zhang Xu.

Xiao Feng recognized this calligraphy as Wu Daozi's practice before he became famous.

Because I can't appreciate the essence of wild grass.

Therefore, the cursive pen style is only slightly displayed in the font.

"Well said, well said!"

Fang Yunhai exclaimed.

"It is not difficult to identify the authenticity of antiques, and experienced appraisers can use a variety of methods, either from paper or ink, or from the payment."

"There are hundreds of ways to do it, and you can even use a machine."

"But if you can tell the following allusions, you are the real antique appraiser."

In this test, Xiao Feng handed in a full score answer sheet.

Fang Yunhai couldn't help laughing.

Just as he said.

To become a qualified appraiser, the ability to distinguish between the true and the false is not enough.

It is also necessary to have a keen perspective and a strong cultivation of historical Sinology.

The accumulation of knowledge is far more difficult than seeing the truth and falsehood.

It's like what Xiao Feng said just now.

Without a comprehensive understanding of Wu Daozi, how would you know that this calligraphy is his pen practice?

When Fang Yunhai laughed heartily, Xiao Feng's eyes were fixed on the wall.

On the wall to the left of the table hangs a landscape painting.

It is a landscape painting.

The peaks inside are tall and majestic, stretching endlessly, quite spectacular.

At the top of the mountain, there are layers of snow.

A large number of tall trees growing underneath.

Seeing Xiao Feng staring at the painting on the wall, Sun Wanwan leaned over and said, "What is the origin of this painting?" ”

There was a deep disdain in Xiao Feng's expression.

"A work of the dead country."

"What is a work of death?"

Sun Wanwan asked as she looked at the painting on the wall.

With her eyesight, this painting is too beautiful.

Even those who don't know how to draw can feel the artist's painting skills.

The scroll of this painting is not large, but the painter can create a feeling of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains through his wonderful brush.

"Do you know who its author is?"

Xiao Feng said with a smile.

"Don't sell it, tell me quickly."

Sun Wanwan saw that the painting was not signed.

In terms of brushwork, the painter of this painting must be a celebrity.

It is customary for celebrities to have a signature underneath.

There are even more than a dozen seals on some celebrities' works.

"Zhao Ji, the king of the Northern Song Dynasty."

"Song Huizong Zhao Ji! Is this his painting? ”

Sun Wanwan was taken aback.

Look back at the painting on the wall.

Xiao Feng turned his head and asked, "Grandpa Fang, am I right?" ”

At this time, Fang Yunhai no longer knew how to describe Xiao Feng.

In order to identify the author of this painting, as well as the background in which he painted it, Fang Yunhai spent twenty years.

During this period, I don't know how many appraisers and historians were found.

It was only during these years that the secret in this painting was solved.

The first time Xiao Feng watched it, it only took two or three minutes.

But he can tell the mystery in one word.

"Xiao Xiao, tell me, where did you see it?"

Fang Yunhai could not hide the shock in his heart.

Just like Sun Wanwan, she anxiously asked Xiao Feng to explain the reason.

Xiao Feng lit up the snow on the painting and said, "Actually, it's not difficult to analyze. ”

"Grandpa Fang, look, the snow on the mountain proves that the scene in this painting is in a snowy area."

"There are only a few places that can produce such a big snow scene, either in the northeast or in the northwest."

"In short, it must be the North."

Xiao Feng told the two that the key was not only the snow on the mountain, but also the trees below.

These trees are endemic to the north.

The branches and leaves of the tree have the power of a thin gold body.

The thin gold body was created by Zhao Ji of Song Huizong.

There were countless copyists in later generations, but none of them could reach the pinnacle of his.

Fang Yunhai nodded frequently when he heard this.

The problem that Xiao Feng said is also the key to his final crackdown on the author of this painting.

Among the historians invited by Fang Yunhai, one of them likes calligraphy and learns a formal thin gold body.

Judging from the brushstrokes of the branches and leaves, it looks like a thin gold brushwork.

Contacting the snow on the mountain, after analysis, this should be the northeast.

Fang Yunhai completely determined that Xiao Feng was a good match for his granddaughter.

Like an old child, he took out a large number of antiques and asked Xiao Feng to help him identify them.

It is better to tell the origin of these antiques.

Relying on Tianmu's help, Xiao Feng did not refuse.

Identification is carried out almost continuously.

As if these things were his, he told them where they came from.

Fang Yunhai couldn't take his eyes off what he heard.

At this moment, Fang Yunhai seemed to have become a student in the school.

Listen extremely carefully.

If it weren't for the seniority here, Fang Yunhai would even want to apprentice.

"Grandpa, don't take it out anymore, it's going to be dark if you keep taking it."

Sun Wanwan reminded: "The birthday banquet time is coming soon, and everyone is waiting for you outside." ”

"It's really old and confused, and it's a sin to forget the time when I'm happy, and let everyone wait for a long time."

"Wanwan, you help grandpa go to the room to change into that robe."

"Grandpa, I'll help you over."

Sun Wanwan hugged Fang Yunhai and motioned for Xiao Feng to wait at the venue.

She will go to Xiao Feng in a while.

Although Fang Yunhai's illness has recovered, his body is much weaker than some time ago.

Fang Yunhai and Bai Qingfeng are of the same generation, but they are poor in both physical fitness and mental head.