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    ?

    "???"

    The audience was surrounded.

    ? Zhang Zeduan's hidden authentic work?

    Does this kid know what he is talking about?

    At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, when the peasants revolted and the Jin soldiers went south, Zhang Zeduan painted all his life, only one solitary painting "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival" remained. How can there be any hidden authentic works?

    "snort!"

    Immediately, an antique collector stood up and scolded Luo Yun.

    This is an old man in Chinese clothes, nearly eighty years old, with a gray beard.

    "Boy, keep saying that you have Zhang Zeduan's authentic handwriting!"

    "Then I would like to ask you, what is the name of this painting?"

    Dozens of eyes fell on the old man in Chinese clothes who spoke, causing surprise.

    "Old Qi!"

    "It turned out to be old Qi!"

    "In the past two years, I seldom see Mr. Qi come out and walk around."

    "I thought he would have"

    There was a lot of discussion around.

    Ouyang Ce's face suddenly became bright. This old Mr. Qi is an old troll who loves painting like his life. If Luo Yun dares to make fun of Chinese paintings in front of him, he will definitely get sprayed bloody!

    Concubine Tang Ya's thin willow-leaf eyebrows also slightly frowned.

    She knows this old man. His name is Qi Heishi. He is a master of Fengshui painting, an expert in ancient painting appraisal, a professor of history at Binhai University, and a collector of ancient paintings. It is said that the collection in his hand can be bought in Yanjing Second Ring Road  Ten courtyards.

    "I hope this little bastard really has a treasure in his hands"

    "Otherwise it's really troublesome."

    As soon as Concubine Tang Ya's thoughts came to her mind, she heard Luo Yun beside her say: "Old Mr. Qi, the authentic handwriting in the boy's hand just echoes the famous "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival"!"

    "It's called "The Map of the Sea during the Qingming Festival"!"

    quiet.

    In the entire hall, there was no sound.

    More than a hundred rich and famous ladies all stared at Luo Yun as if they were insane.

    Tang Yafei and Luo Yinping almost spit out old blood!

    "Pfft!!"

    "Hahahahaha!!!"

    Ouyang Ce finally burst into laughter without any scruples, laughing until tears came out, "Luo Luo Yun, I have a suggestion for you, you will go to the Deyun Club to talk about cross talk in the future, and you will definitely have a full bowl of food!"

    "Ching Ming sea chart"

    Several black lines appeared on Lin Xiyan's forehead.

    How low is the emotional intelligence of a person to make such a foolish joke on this occasion?

    "grandfather!"

    "Grandpa, what's wrong with you!"

    At this time, Qi Heishi, a master of traditional Chinese painting, suddenly heard an anxious cry!

    I saw his grandson Qi Liuhai patted his back with his hands, breathing down continuously, very anxious!

    The old man was obviously so angry with Luo Yun that he almost left.

    "Asshole!"

    Ouyang Ce took the opportunity to stand up, pointing at Luo Yun and yelling, "Where are the organizers, why don't you drive this messy bastard out!"

    A few security guards were about to take action¡ª¡ª

    "Shua!"

    Luo Yun suddenly jumped into the air, stepped on the backs of several chairs, and his whole body floated onto the auction stage like a light feather!

    "Light effort?!"

    Everyone was shocked, and there was an uproar!

    "Look, everyone!"

    Luo Yun was still in the air, but he was holding an ancient painting and waved his arms!

    Time to go!

    An ancient painting with a length of five meters and a width of nearly thirty centimeters flew down from his hand like an indigo waterfall!

    Fly down fifteen feet!

    It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the world!

    Zhang Zeduan, a master of genre painting in the Northern Song Dynasty, painted the "Qingming Sea Map" in the underworld, just spread out on the floor, and clearly displayed in front of everyone!

    "This is¡­¡­"

    Qi Heishi, who had just passed his breath, suddenly widened his eyes!

    With his presbyopic eyes, he could see "The Map of the Sea during the Qingming Festival" clearly. Although it was ten meters away, the majestic and elegant spirit accumulated in the history on the painting came rushing towards his face!

    In the antique business, one eye is true and one eye is false, that is to say, a true treasure appraiser can judge the authenticity of an object only by the first impression.

    Just one look!

    Qi Heishi felt that the painting was genuine!

    "what's the situation?"

    "Did he really take out a painting?"

    Ouyang Ce rubbedRubbing his eyeballs, he immediately sneered at his side with disdain, "Look, Xiyan, this kid really has the potential to be a magic stick, and the props are all ready, do you think it's funny!"

    ""

    Lin Xiyan didn't say a word, just watched the old Mr. Qi rush to the auction stage with the support of his grandson.

    "Let the old man take a look, let the old man take a look!"

    Qi Heishi showed panic, took out a pair of reading glasses with a trembling right hand, put them on, then knelt on the ground regardless of his identity, and began to study the "Picture of Going to the Sea during the Qingming Festival".

    The whole auction went haywire.

    The rich and famous ladies talked a lot, and no one knew what the situation was.

    Is it possible that this "Picture of Going to the Sea during the Qingming Festival" is indeed an authentic work?

    after awhile.

    Tang Yafei and Luo Yinping also came on stage.

    "Little bastard, what's going on with your painting?"

    Tang Yafei walked up to Luo Yun, and lightly bumped into Luo Yun with her snow-white fragrant shoulder. The latter turned his head and said in confusion, "What's going on? This is the real thing, it was made by Zhang Zeduan!"

    "I@%&¡­¡­"

    Tang Yafei resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

    A picture of going up the river during the Qingming Festival a picture of going down the sea during the Qingming Festival No matter how you look at it, it's a spoof of boring people, right?

    "What a fart!"

    At this time, Ouyang Ce's voice came over.

    I saw him holding Lin Xiyan's arm, with a sneer and disdain all over his face, "If this painting is real, I wouldn't eat shit at all!"

    "What did you say?"

    Luo Yun turned to look at him, "Say it again if you have the guts."

    "I said that if this "Picture of the Qingming Festival" is true, I will eat shit!"

    Ouyang Ce stared at him with great confidence, "Do you hear me clearly?"

    "OK!"

    Luo Yun took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, pressed the play button, and Ouyang Ce's voice came from inside immediately: "I said that if this "Picture of the Qingming Festival" is real, I will eat shit!"

    "Did you record it?"

    Ouyang Ce's expression froze, annoyed, "Delete it!"

    Just about to threaten a few words, Qi Heishi, who was sitting on his knees, suddenly uttered a strange cry, "It's amazing! It's amazing!"

    "Strange, so weird!"

    "This painting"

    There is a circle of people around, all of them don't know what to say.

    Qi Liuhai quickly leaned over and asked, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Is this painting authentic?"

    "yes!"

    Qi Heishi uttered a word, shocking the world!

    All the people around have their eyes widened!

    "This painting depicts the social style of the coastal area east of Bianjing, the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, including city walls, fishing shops, houses, figures, and fishing boats, including a thousand scenes."

    "At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, taxes were heavy, and fishermen in the southeastern coastal areas had to go to the sea to collect pearls to make a living. Some exiled officials and lost nobles collected a large number of pearls and hoarded treasures in the local area, preparing for a comeback Merchants made money, prisoners  Exile, fishing for pearls, sea salt smuggling and many other elements can be clearly seen from this painting."

    "From the perspective of painting skills, content, verve and style, this "Picture of Going to the Sea during the Qingming Festival" was indeed written by Zhang Zeduan, a Hanlin in the Northern Song Dynasty. The paper is silk, and the pigments are ink, cinnabar, and indigo. There is no problem with the materials."

    While talking, Qi Heishi stroked the painting lightly with his hands.

    Then he shook his head like a rattle:

    "I really can't think of anyone who can copy so perfectly!"

    "His meticulous boundary painting skill, especially above Zhang Zeduan himself, is simply the pinnacle!"

    "The person who made this painting can be said to be a master of ancient genre painting!"

    The master of genre painting!  ?

    Hiss!

    Everyone around was gasping for air!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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