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Chapter 682 Peach Wood Sword

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    However, it is regrettable that the entire scroll has no chapter or seal, and no inscription or postscript.

    Speaking of which, for calligraphy and painting, signatures, inscriptions and seals are equivalent to modern people¡¯s identity certificates.  Only with this identification can we know accurately and determine the specific age of the calligraphy and painting and who the author is.

    But there is nothing about the anonymous works. We can only judge who the author is based on the style of calligraphy and painting, which is difficult to date.

    Because many literati, hermits, and the like in ancient times often had high literary literacy and artistic standards, their calligraphy and painting authors may not be worse than some famous artists, but they are not widely known because of their low reputation.

    Precisely because of this, it is difficult to date anonymous calligraphy and painting. Unless there are obvious stylistic features, otherwise, it is just the public saying that the public is right, and the mother-in-law saying that the mother-in-law is right.

    Although I don¡¯t know who the author is, it is obvious that the artistic level of this painting is very high. Meng Zitao also admired it, but when he used his superpower, he was surprised.

    Mei Guoxian asked with a smile: "Teacher Meng, do you like this Ming Dynasty painting?"

    Meng Zitao smiled and said: "This painting is indeed good, but I would like to ask, how do you know it is a painting from the Ming Dynasty?"

    Mei Guoxian smiled and said: "Actually, this painting was passed down from the family of a friend of mine. I did him a favor before and he gave this painting to me. I don't think he would lie to me on this issue.  Besides, since it is an anonymous work, we can first be sure that it is unlikely to be a fake, right?"

    "Yeah." Meng Zitao immediately nodded in agreement.

    Why people make fakes, ultimately, it¡¯s for money.  But in the field of calligraphy and painting, only works by famous artists are valuable. What's the point of imitating an unknown work after a long time?

    The producers are definitely not stupid, and they will never spend a lot of effort to forge such things. Otherwise, wouldn¡¯t it be worth the loss?

    On the other hand, it can be inferred that anonymous works on the market are generally not fake.

    As for imitating or copying works, that is even more impossible. Why would the author imitate or copy?  It's just for fame, study, etc., so under normal circumstances, a signature will be left.

    Seeing that Meng Zitao agreed with his point of view, Mei Guoxian continued: "Since it is not a fake, let alone an imitation, it is the real thing. As we all know, it is definitely difficult to identify whether something is genuine.  But if you know something is true and then deduce it in reverse, it¡¯s relatively simple and easy.¡±

    Mei Guoxian continued: "Although I have no research on calligraphy and painting works, because I have a paper factory under my name, I have researched all kinds of paper from ancient times to the present, so I judge from the paper quality of calligraphy and painting.  This is a kind of silk paper that was very popular in the Ming Dynasty, so this painting is naturally from the Ming Dynasty. I wonder what Teacher Meng thinks of this aspect of mine?"

    "Bang bang!" Meng Zitao applauded: "Mr. Mei is right. I also think this painting is from the Ming Dynasty, and the author is very good."

    "As long as you like it, I'll give this painting to you." Mei Guoxian chuckled, and then took out a thick red envelope and put it in front of Meng Zitao: "Besides, this little meaning is not respectful."

    In fact, Mei Guoxian originally only planned to give this red envelope to Meng Zitao, but later Meng Zitao helped out and saw the problem in Feng Shui. He felt that the red envelope he prepared was not enough, but it was too expensive to give.  It didn't quite fit, so I took out this anonymous painting.

    Meng Zitao quickly waved his hand and said, "Mr. Mei, this painting is enough. You'd better take it back."

    Mei Guoxian advised: "No, you have worked hard today. This is what I should do. Please accept it."

    Meng Zitao was a bit reluctant to accept the kindness, but finally accepted it, and then chatted for a few more words. Seeing that nothing happened, he was ready to leave.

    "Teacher Meng, let's go after dinner." Mei Guoxian persuaded.

    "No, I'm quite busy recently and I have to go to Xijing soon. Let's contact you when we have time in the future."

    "Okay, if that's the case, I won't delay you."

    Next, Mei Guoxian stood up and sent Meng Zitao to the door of the villa.

    Before leaving, Meng Zitao said: "Mr. Mei, I suggest you pay more attention to the problem of that tree. I feel that things may not be that simple."

    "Okay, Master Tang should be here tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I will tell him the situation in detail."

    "Okay, then I'll go back first."

    After saying goodbye to Mei Guoxian, Meng, opened the trunk, pulled out a camphor wood box and opened it, only to see some magical objects inside, such as copper gourds, Bagua mirrors, copper bells, compasses, etc.

    Meng Zitao looked at it, and his eyes suddenly fell on a peach wood sword more than two feet long placed in the box.

    "Teacher Meng, if you like these gadgets in the box, you can pick a few and they will be my thank you gifts."

    In fact, in addition to thanking him, Fang Wenliang also wanted to test Meng Zitao, but the next scene made his eyes widen.

    "I'll take a look first and then talk." As he spoke, Meng Zitao stretched out his hand towards the peach wood sword.

    "Teacher Meng, how did you come up with the idea of ??choosing this peach wood sword?!" Fang Wenliang blurted out with a look of surprise on his face, because this peach wood sword is the best magic weapon in the box, but how did Meng Zitao know?

    "Because I think it suits my needs best." Meng Zitao replied with a faint smile.

    "The most suitable one?" Fang Wenliang was secretly surprised, because it is not easy to identify a magic weapon.

    Although each Feng Shui master has different methods of identifying magic weapons, without exception, they must at least hold them in their hands and feel them carefully before they can make a decision. He has never seen someone like Meng Zitao be able to know it in one fell swoop.  , how could you not surprise him?  He couldn't even guess how Meng Zitao did it. In his opinion, even his own grandfather couldn't be so fast!

    Meng Zitao didn't pay attention to Fang Wenliang's surprised and stunned look. He held the peach wood sword in his hand and felt the abundant spiritual energy in the peach wood sword. He was also secretly surprised, because this was obviously not an ordinary peach wood sword. The main material was at least hundreds.  .

    Since ancient times, peach wood has been considered to have the functions of holding a house, warding off evil spirits, and bringing good fortune. It is also a symbol of health and longevity. It is also called "fairy wood", "dragon subduing wood" and "ghost fearful wood".

    Peach tree is one of the five trees, which refers to mulberry, elm, peach, locust tree and willow.

    "Similarly, peach wood is the essence of the five trees. "Peach wood is the essence of the five woods, so it can subdue evil spirits. The essence of peach wood is born in the ghost gate and controls all ghosts."

    Needless to say, the century-old mahogany sword is quite precious. Why is it placed in the trunk?  Meng Zitao was secretly surprised. Could it be that Fang Wenliang had made a mistake?

    "Boss Fang, did you make this peach wood sword?" Meng Zitao turned around and asked.

    Fang Wenliang smiled, shook his head and said: "How can I have such ability? This peach wood sword was left to me by my uncle, and it was not made by my uncle. As for who made it, I don't know.  .¡±

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