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Chapter 1027 Who gave you the right?

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    Until then, everyone looked at the painting.

    At this time, those with sharp eyes realized something was wrong.

    "Look, there seems to be two more words in the lower right corner, it seems to be - Tang Yin?"

    Tang Yin?

    Everyone rubbed their eyes and then realized that it was really the word Tang Yin.

    Everyone present was confused. Why did the word Tang Yin appear on Wu Daozi's painting?

    Wu Daozi was a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty, and Tang Yin was one of the four great talents of the Ming Dynasty. He had an unprovoked romantic life.

    Hisscould it be?

    Everyone thought of the possibility.

    "This painting was copied by Tang Yin and is not the original work of Wu Daozi!!"

    I don¡¯t know who said these words, but the whole place suddenly burst into laughter.

    "Master Ma, please tell me, what is going on?" The middle-aged man said blankly.

    Ma Modu smiled bitterly, showing a look of shame, and said:

    "Yes, this gentleman is very discerning. This painting is indeed a fake!"

    Ma Mo is a famous connoisseur. There is no need to prove anything. The words on the painting have already explained everything.

    ¡°It¡¯s really a fake!!¡±

    Everyone was in an uproar. Even Master Ma Modu admitted it himself. How could it be false?

    Immediately, everyone present looked at Henry Zhang, and their mockery turned into admiration.

    This young man is not only very discerning, but also very courageous.

    Even if it was found to be true or false, how many people would splash water on a national treasure in the Forbidden City?

    Ma Modu immediately asked someone to take down the painting, cupped his hands at Xiao Yang, and said:

    "My little friend, this painting is indeed a fake, but I would like to ask you, how did you tell it?"

    Seeing that Master Ma¡¯s attitude was quite good, Henry Zhang said directly:

    "Wu Daozi's painting has a special characteristic. He likes wine to make him angry. Every time he wants to paint, he must drink deeply."

    "Therefore, his paintings are free and straightforward works, combining heaven and earth, so he is known as a true painter."

    Ma Modu kept nodding his head and said:

    "It seems that my little friend also has a lot of research on Wu Daozi, but no matter which angle you look at this painting, it is very similar to Wu Daozi's style. Tang Yin is a master of imitation, and nine out of ten of the paintings he imitated will be used by future generations.  It¡¯s hard to tell the difference, how did you tell the difference?¡±

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    "It is precisely because they are so similar that they show off their flaws. Wu Daozi never stops painting when painting, and every time he splashes ink, he is very wanton. However, in this painting, the beard of the king of heaven, the hair of the auspicious beast and other details are all carefully controlled.  Signs of the pen.¡±

    "So it can be seen that Tang Yin must have copied Wu Daozi's original work at that time."

    Ma Mo suddenly realized it. Looking carefully, he didn't even notice this.

    In fact, Ma Mo might not have been able to discover it originally, but because the painting was collected in the Forbidden City and had the seal of Emperor Qianlong, he subconsciously believed that the painting was authentic.

    "Thank you for your advice, little friend, but I am blind."

    Ma Modu shook his head and said with a smile.

    "But even though they are fakes, Tang Yin's copy works are worth collecting." Xiao Yang said casually.

    "That's the case, but Tang Yin's handed down works are not rare. What's more, this is a work he copied, and the artistic value is greatly reduced.

    "Wu Daozi's paintings are rarely handed down from generation to generation, and each pair is a rare treasure. There is no comparability between the two.

    Seeing this, the short-haired young man flashed a look of resentment.

    Damn it, what the hell, I thought I could trick this kid this time, but I didn¡¯t expect him to be a blind cat and a dead rat. He was really right!

    He was also puzzled. Isn¡¯t this guy in the army? How could he be so proficient in calligraphy and painting?

    But now he can't stay here anymore and run away quickly.

    "Haha, I didn't expect this gentleman to be so powerful. It really opened my eyes."

    At this time, the middle-aged man came forward, very enthusiastic.

    "This is" Henry Zhang looked at him doubtfully.

    "Oh, this is the deputy director of Yanjing Tourism Bureau, Chen Hemin." Ma Modu introduced.

    ¡°It turns out to be Deputy Director Chen.¡± Xiao Yang smiled lightly.

    "returnDon¡¯t know your kid¡¯s name?  "

    "Xiao Yang."

    Chen Hemin said sincerely: "Mr. Xiao Yang, you have such in-depth research on calligraphy and painting. I wonder if I can invite you to come to our Forbidden City to do research on calligraphy and painting?"

    There are a large number of palace paintings and calligraphy in the Forbidden City, and the quality is also uneven, so the task of identification is still very arduous.

    Henry Zhang can tell that it is a fake at a glance. This is a rare talent.

    Henry Zhang smiled coldly, shook his head and said:

    ¡°I am not a prince or nobleman in the high-walled courtyard of the Forbidden City, so I dare not point fingers here.¡±

    Chen Hemin was slightly stunned, a little confused about what Henry Zhang meant.

    "Nowadays, the world is dominated by common people, where are the princes and nobles? There is something in Mr. Xiao's words."

    "Haha, if you drive casually in the Forbidden City, don't you still count yourself as a noble?" Henry Zhang looked at the short-haired young man outside the door with a half-smile.

    At this time, Chen Hemin and Ma Mo also looked over there, but it was better not to look, but when they saw it, they became furious.

    Someone actually drove a car into the Forbidden City and even drove to Yanxi Palace!

    ¡°Someone, stop that kid!¡±

    Chen Hemin put his hands behind his back, and with the aura of a superior person permeating the air, he walked over in three steps and two steps at a time.

    Several security guards immediately surrounded the Mercedes-Benz G. The short-haired young man frowned and said dissatisfied:

    "Damn, why are you blocking my way? Get out of my way!"

    At this time, Henry Zhang and others also came out, and Chen Hemin shouted coldly:

    "Who gave you the right to drive in the Forbidden City?"

    It is indeed possible to drive in the Forbidden City, but only under special circumstances, such as when foreign guests are visiting or there are important ceremonies.

    But even so, vehicles can only go through pre-planned routes, because many of the floor tiles in the palace courtyard are hundreds of years old, and driving over them will cause irreversible damage.

    "Damn, who the hell are you? What does my driving have to do with you? If you are sensible, get out of here!"

    The short-haired young man had no idea who the person standing in front of him was. He took out his pass directly, threw it in Chen Hemin's face, and said:

    "Open your eyes and see clearly, I have a pass!"

    Chen Hemin picked it up and saw that it was indeed a Forbidden City pass with the tourism bureau¡¯s stamp on it.

    When he saw this scene, he immediately frowned and said, "Boy, who gave you this pass?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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