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Chapter 584 The Debate between True and False
"Wang Xizhi's mourning post?"
Liu Jialei frowned and shook his head.
"Impossible! Wang Xizhi's mourning posts were taken to Japan as early as the Tang Dynasty when monk Jianzhen traveled east!"
Liu Jialei said categorically, Xu Changqin looked at him with a half-smile.
"are you sure?"
When Liu Jialei saw his expression, he hesitated again, calmed down and observed the work carefully.
After a long time, Liu Jialei raised his head and looked at him with certainty.
"This mourning post is fake!"
Xu Changqin sneered and looked at him jokingly.
"How can you tell it's fake?"
Liu Jialei smiled confidently, "The mounting technology of this calligraphy painting uses the technology of the Qing Dynasty. Sangluan stickers were born in the Eastern Jin Dynasty and lost in the Tang Dynasty. How could they use the technology of the Qing Dynasty?"
Xu Changtan still had a smile on his face and shook his head.
"You are confident enough, but keep your eyes open and look at this certificate!"
Xu Changqin took out a certificate from the bottom of the wooden box and threw it in front of Liu Jialei.
Liu Jialei took the certificate, opened it and his pupils shrank.
This certificate is really an exchange certificate issued by the Kyoto Museum of Japan that contains mourning stickers. Mangluan post, exchange for a month-long exhibition at Jinling Museum.
"You can get out now!"
Xu Changqin said with a sneer, Liu Jialei looked at the certificate in his hand in disbelief.
"Impossible, how could Sangluantie use technology from the Qing Dynasty!"
"That's because you are short-sighted! In order to protect this precious authentic work of Wang Xizhi, Sanglunzie returned to his country to visit relatives in the Qing Dynasty. The Japanese country asked the Qing Dynasty to take protective measures for Sanglunzie, so the Qing Dynasty's mounting technology was developed."
Xu Changqin said proudly, Liu Jialei looked at the mourning stickers on the table in despair.
¡°If he could see such an authentic work in normal times, Liu Jialei would definitely be ecstatic.
But at this moment, it means that he needs to get out of here, which will only bring him bitterness.
"Get out of here!"
Xu Changqin said proudly, Liu Jialei gritted his teeth and bent down to lie on the ground.
At this time, an arm grabbed him.
"The bet is not over yet."
Zhao Linfeng said coldly, and everyone in the teahouse looked at him in shock.
Xu Changqin raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise.
"Why, you want to bet with me too?"
Zhao Linfeng nodded, "Let's bet on the authenticity of this mourning post."
Everyone was extremely shocked and even wondered if Zhao Linfeng had lost his mind.
Even the certificate from the Kyoto Museum of Japan was taken out, what else can be said about this calligraphy work?
"Are you kidding me?"
Xu Changqin looked at him like an idiot and said.
Zhao Linfeng shook his head, "I'll bet on the authenticity of this calligraphy. You can make whatever bet you want."
Xu Changqin laughed loudly and looked at Xu Jingru beside Zhao Linfeng greedily.
"You really have a brain problem. If so, then bet on the woman next to you. If I win, she will be mine."
Zhao Linfeng shook his head, "She is not my personal property, and I have no right to bet on her."
Xu Jingru frowned and looked at Zhao Linfeng, wondering why he still wanted to gamble with Xu Changqin when the situation was decided.
¡°That¡¯s it, you and Liu Jialei get out together later, and she stays to drink tea with me.¡±
Xu Changqin waved his hand and said.
"Okay, that's it."
Xu Jingru suddenly spoke and said.
Zhao Linfeng looked at Xu Jingru in shock, not expecting that she would agree to such a bet.
It¡¯s not that he doesn¡¯t have confidence in himself, it¡¯s just that Xu Jingru thought he had no accomplishments in calligraphy just now on the road.
"If you dare to say it, I dare to believe it."
Xu Jingru smiled at Zhao Linfeng and said.
In just a moment, all the scenes where Zhao Linfeng turned the impossible into the possible flashed through her mind. As long as Zhao Linfeng said something, Zhao Linfeng did it all.
So, this time she also chose to believe Zhao Linfeng.
Zhao Linfeng felt warm in his heart and nodded towards her.
¡°What if you lose?¡±
Xu Changqin could not wait to kiss Fangze at this time, and looked at Zhao Linfeng impatiently.
"If you can win, you can do whatever you want. The conditions are up to you, even if you want me to eat shit!"
This mourning post collected by the Japanese Kyoto Museum was originally appraised by dozens of Japanese historians and cultural relic appraisal masters. It has a clear line of circulation and cannot be fake!
Zhao Linfeng nodded, with a smile on his face.
"Then it's settled."
Xu Changqin clicked his tongue and pecked at the flower seeds.
"Hurry up and finish what you said. Let me see if you can really turn black into white. After you finish speaking, get out of here."
Zhao Linfeng smiled and shook his head, taking the certificate from Liu Jialei.
"This work is indeed the mourning poster in the Kyoto Museum of Japan."
Xu Changqin chuckled and looked at Zhao Linfeng jokingly.
"Do you need to say this? Or do you just want to take the opportunity to present me with beauty?"
Zhao Linfeng ignored him and continued.
"However, the mourning posts in the Japanese Kyoto Museum are themselves fake!"
Zhao Linfeng¡¯s words caused a stir. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
"Boss Han, I was right to kick them out, right? People who don't know shit about calligraphy are not worthy of entering Sanshuting! You want to say that the mourning poster I took is not the one in the Kyoto Museum or You said my certificate was fake, but I was still interested in telling you a few words, but I didn¡¯t expect that your level was completely exposed in just two sentences.¡±
Xu Changqin shook his head and said disdainfully.
Zhao Linfeng was not angry, but looked at him contemptuously.
"All the masters in the Kyoto Museum were deceived. This incident is recorded in the Qianlong Living Records now stored in the National Museum of China. In the Qing Dynasty, there was a legendary thief who came and went without a trace, and in the end He is good at forging calligraphy. Back then, when Sang Luan Tie returned to his country to visit his relatives, the legendary thief broke into the place where Sang Luan Tie was stored, and a civet cat was exchanged for the prince. "
Zhao Linfeng spoke eloquently, and Xu Changqin sneered.
"For those who don't know, I thought you were a storyteller under the bridge. You are so capable of making things up, so it would be a pity not to write novels."
Zhao Linfeng shook his head. It is normal for an arrogant person like Xu Changtan to only believe what he wants to believe.
However, the fact is the fact, and there is no room for him not to believe it.
"You can ask the owner of the National Museum of China in person and you will know whether what I say is true or false."
Zhao Linfeng said, in fact, the reason why he knew this secret was because he personally recovered the mourning post!
After the legendary thief stole the Sangluan Tie, the real Sangluan Tie disappeared. It was not until Zhao Linfeng saw its true identity in the Gina family's private museum.
Now, the original Sangluan Tie is hidden in the National Museum of China. However, only a few people know this secret.
"You think you can get away with it by finding a reason that no one can confirm is true or false? Unfortunately, I happen to have the private phone number of the owner of the National Museum of China."
Xu Changqin sneered, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, specially turning it on speakerphone.
The phone rang for a while, and the call was finally connected.
"Changqin, what's the matter with calling me?"
A vicissitudes of voice came from the phone.
"Shan Lao, I want to ask you something."
Xu Changqin said cautiously, without the arrogance in his tone just now.
"What's the matter? Just ask."
Old Shan said, Xu Changqin glanced at Zhao Linfeng.
"I have an arrogant person here who says that the mourning stickers collected by the Kyoto Museum of Japan are fake, and he also said that I would just ask you to find out."
Xu Changqin said, there was silence for a long time on the other end of the phone, making everyone almost think that the call had been hung up.
"What's that person's name?"
Xu Changqin looked at Zhao Linfeng, Zhao Linfeng smiled and said: "Director Shan, I am Zhao Linfeng." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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