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These men, some from the Song Kingdom, some from the Southern Jin Dynasty, and one is a master craftsman in the capital, are all the chief figures in the appraisal of calligraphy and painting in their respective countries, yes, whether they are gray-haired or indifferent, there is a look of pride and confidence between their eyebrows and eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the exchange of identities, the proud and confident expressions in the eyes of these people gradually turned into consternation, because they found that the rest of the people in the courtyard were not weaker than themselves in the industry, and many of them had been famous for a long time, but they had never seen them, and they did not expect to meet in this small courtyard today.

The Mo Shi brother stroked his beard and said with emotion: "Yishiju has really been beautiful all these years, and he can invite so many of us here in such a short period of time. ”

The old man, who was called Brother Jiefu, shook his head and said with emotion: "If it weren't for the fact that the things sold this time are too rare and too precious, how would you and I gather here." ”

Referring to the details of this sale, several men, including the silent man under the grape trellis, stood closer, lowered their voices and began to discuss, while also seeing how much the other party knew about the matter.

"How many volumes are there in existence today?"

"No one knows the exact number, only that there are the most in the imperial study of the palace, and I heard that His Majesty looted more than half of it in the National Teacher's Mansion. ”

Brother Mo Shi said bitterly: "Hidden in the dim imperial study, you can't look at it, you can't appreciate it, you can't be realistic, and the people can't get close to it, it's really ......."

He wanted to criticize His Majesty the Chaoyang Emperor for his perverse behavior, but although the capital was politically clear, he still didn't dare to say it.

"There are a few copies of the Sacrificial Wine Lord and the Wang University Scholar's Mansion, and there should be about four volumes in other mansions, but these old men have hidden things in their own mansions, which are even tighter than those hidden by His Majesty, and they are easy not to take them out for others to see. ”

"There are a lot of copies of the post, but no one has seen the original, and it is rumored to be in the palace of the royal scholar. ”

"Before everyone became famous, there were some lucky people who bought some genuine works in Lin Forty-Seven Lane, and during the year they were sold at extremely high prices, and most of them disappeared after changing hands twice, totaling about twelve volumes. ”

"I don't know how many volumes Ichiju took this time, I don't know if there is a middle hall?"

"It's impossible to have a wide width in the middle hall. ”

"If it's a book, it must be at least more than three, otherwise the owner of this stone house won't take so much money to invite all of us here. ”

The calligraphy and painting appraisers were discussing enthusiastically, and at this moment, the courtyard door was pushed open with a creak, and the boss of Yishiju walked in with a blue cloth package.

Everyone followed the boss back to the flower hall, their eyes never left the blue cloth package he was carrying, a little confused, and full of ardent anticipation.

The boss gently rested the blue cloth wrap on the table, stretched out one hand, and motioned for please.

The old shopkeeper brought two cronies and carried a towel of water.

The calligraphy and painting appraisers immediately surrounded them, washed their hands with the fastest speed and the most careful attitude, dried them with towels, and then took the oil-absorbing tissue paper handed over by the shopkeeper, carefully sucked up the residual water and oil between their fingers, and then surrounded the blue cloth package.

The middle-aged man known as Brother Mo Shi rolled up his sleeves and raised his hands, looked at the rough blue cloth wrapping, and said unhappily: "When did Yishiju fall into this appearance? ”

For such a professional who appreciates books all his life, although the boss of Yishiju can't afford to offend, but the professional habits they have developed in their bones make them unable to tolerate the scene they see in front of them.

The boss of Yishiju smiled bitterly, and without explaining, he reached out to unwrap the blue cloth package, revealing the slightly flat square box inside, which was also made of very poor straw cardboard.

Brother Mo Shi became more and more displeased, reached out and opened the box, and then froze beside the table.

The whole flower hall became silent.

The appraisers looked at the paper in the box, speechless in shock, and felt that their eyes were a little flowery, and after a while, someone exclaimed in disbelief: "Seven!"

The boss walked to the side and sat down, took a sip of the teacup, and said with a smile: "You see first." ”

The appraisers gathered around the table and carefully took out the bookmarks in the box, they were all the best in the industry, and it didn't take long to confirm that the seven bookmarks in the box were genuine.

Although there were doubts about the time of the calligraphy, everyone thought that it should be newly written, but this did not affect the value of the calligraphy itself, so the appraisers were shocked, they did not expect that Yishiju's handwriting this time was so large, and it can even be said that there is no place where so many authentic works can be seen except in the imperial study of the Chaoyang Imperial Palace.

What shocked them the most was the bookmark at the bottom of the box.

To be honest, it was a crumpled piece of note.

But in their eyes, that piece of note paper is more precious than the most expensive stream and mountain order in the legend.

Because there are two words in this sticky note.

"Although it should be genuine, it's just ...... Everyone knows that the original was bought by the scholar Wang for four thousand taels of silver, and is now hidden in the scholar's mansion. ”

Brother Mo Shi frowned and said, "Could it be that this one is newly copied by everyone?"

Everyone at the table frowned and pondered, thinking that there was indeed something wrong with this.

Brother Mo Shi cautiously grabbed the two corners of the note paper with his fingertips, lifted it into the air, and looked at the clear sunlight outside the flower hall, trying to see what was wrong inside.

A Song State appraiser standing opposite him suddenly chuckled, pointed to the note paper and said, "There are words." ”

When everyone looked at it, there was indeed a line of beautiful small characters behind the note.

"This one is real. ”

"Who wrote this?"

The Song State appraiser was puzzled and even a little angry and shouted: "Even if this book sticker is newly copied, it can be regarded as an extremely precious item, how can you write on the back at will!"

Brother Mo Shi shook his head, looked at the small words and said with emotion: "Except for everyone, who can write such good words, if he writes it, not only will it not destroy its value, but it will add more color." ”

"Could it be that this book sticker is the original?"

"Youning everyone signed as a guarantee, which is naturally the original. ”

"Then the one that Scholar Wang bought with a lot of money?"

"The ...... of the prince's house Nature is fake. ”

The house was full of silence.

Although none of them are cultivators, they have all heard the legendary stories about the book stickers, especially with the wide spread of the book sticker color plate rubbings in the world, many people think that if the book sticker is only axiology, the book sticker is close to the flower bloom post treasured in the imperial study.

Someone was shocked and muttered, "How much does this have to be priced?"

"When the prince bought it, it was four thousand taels, which is said to be a friendship leave, and everyone's reputation was beginning to appear at that time. ”

The man who had been silent under the grape trellis in the courtyard before, and was still silent when he entered the flower hall, suddenly said: "Give some time to preach and preach, it can provoke the best ...... of the Wang University Scholar's Mansion."

The man raised his head, looked at the boss of Yishiju and the appraisers, and said, "Thirty thousand, this book sticker was sold by my hand, and if it is less than thirty thousand, I will have no face." ”

With these words, the silent man no longer looked like he had before, and he looked confident and proud to the extreme, as if he had drawn a cold blade from the rusty sheath.

The crowd finally recognized who the silent man was.

This man is the most famous seller in the painting and calligraphy shop.

"Good. ”

The boss of Yishiju stood up, and then suddenly remembered the confession, thought for a moment, looked at the seller and said: "It's just that there is a rule to be written, and everyone has the right to choose the buyer in the end." ”

The man frowned slightly, for he had rarely heard of such a request.

The owner didn't explain much.

The reason why he did this was because the origin of these seven bookposts was a little disgraceful, although from the legal point of view, Yishiju did not have to take responsibility, but when the time came, if this matter was exposed, Yishiju should be prepared for the bookpostes to be taken back, and write such a provision in advance, first of all, to give face to everyone Ning, and secondly, the sale was invalid, so as to appease those big people who were qualified to buy books.

Listening to this, the dignitaries and nobles in the pavilion of Yishiju let out a voice of shock and emotion, it was really because of these words that the seven posts of the National Teacher's Mansion were too high, but after thinking about it carefully, the people in the pavilion had to admit that although this was a move by Yishiju to raise its own value, it was also blameless, because now in the world, not to mention the calligraphy of the past, even if it is the works of those famous masters in the old times and even the works of Wang Shusheng, it is no longer as good as the scenery of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Pan An listened to the discussion and admiration in the building, his eyes became brighter and brighter, his expression became more and more proud, he shook the folding fan lightly, and peeked at Xu Chen beside him from time to time, thinking that if I let you know, the master of the National Teacher's Mansion is sitting next to me, wouldn't I want to die of jealousy?