"It turned out to be calligraphy and painting..."

Seeing this, Mr. Li's smile became stronger.

"I knew my dad liked this, so it took me several months to buy it." The pretty girl said pitifully, her bright eyes flashing, as if she was looking forward to something.

"Haha, little kid, I know your little thoughts." Mr. Li smiled heartily and said, "Next month, if you have any things you like, I will buy them and give them to you as a gift. That's all."

"Thank you dad!" The pretty girl cheered and hugged Mr. Li's neck and jumped. Seeing this, everyone next to her couldn't help but smile with kindness.

"Okay, I'm already a big girl. Don't be so naughty, so as not to let my uncles and uncles laugh at me." Mr. Li smiled and handed the calligraphy and paintings in his hand to the housekeeper next to him, asking him to put them away first.

"Dad, don't you look at it?" The pretty girl smiled and said, "This was chosen by Li Hao for me. He said it was Tang Bohu's painting, a very precious thing."

"Um?"

Mr. Li glanced at Li Hao, with a smile on his face and said, "It's good to see."

As the protagonist of the birthday party, Mr. Li is destined to be the focus of everyone's attention. Since he wants to read the painting, no matter whether everyone knows or not, he still has to join in the fun and watch the fun.

Besides, it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand. Anyway, this is a gift from Mr. Li’s baby daughter. No matter how bad or bad it is, everyone will praise him against their conscience. Mr. Li will only be happy and will never be angry.

It is difficult to provide timely help, but no one can do the icing on the cake. At the moment, a group of people were around Mr. Li. He watched him spread the scroll gently and slowly spread it on the table.

At first glance, I saw that the scroll was a painting and a landscape painting. This was a vertical painting. The spring mountains were green in the distance, and the pines on the mountain were rich and vigorous. It was a scene of spring with high spirits. The nearby one was mountain streams and water

There is also a small stone bridge, and a person like a scholar stands at the bridgehead. Looking into the distant mountains, the artistic conception is lofty.

In the lower left corner of the picture, there is also the signature of Tang Sheng of Lu. It is accompanied by a bright red seal of Tang Jushi. In addition, there are other large and large seals, which are arranged in a scattered manner in the blank spaces of landscape paintings.

After looking at it for a moment, Mr. Li praised: "The composition is clear and comprehensive, the brushwork is elegant, the ink color is vivid, and the thickness is rich and slight, it is really a good painting."

"Yes, it's so easy to draw."

Hearing this, the people next to him agreed.

At this time, Wang Guan stood beside Chen Cong, looking at the pictures on the desktop through the gap. He was not going to express any opinions at all, but suddenly he found that Li Hao unconsciously showed a proud smile in the midst of everyone's praise.

In this situation, Wang Guan couldn't help but curl his lips.

At the same time, Li Hao also looked over as if he had some sense. Then, when others were not paying attention, he glared at Wang Guan fiercely, his eyes full of disgust.

Seeing this, Wang Guan thought about it for a moment and said softly: "This painting is wrong."

"What?"

Others may not have heard it, but Chen Cong next to him heard it really well. He couldn't help but look back at Wang Guan and whispered: "Wang Guan, don't talk nonsense."

"I didn't say nonsense." Wang Guan said calmly: "In fact, Mr. Li probably understood in his heart. You heard it too. He just praised the painting, but he didn't say it was the original work of Tang Bohu."

"What's the difference?" Chen Cong was a little confused. Like many wealthy businessmen and big bosses, he knew that antique calligraphy and paintings were good things, but he didn't know what the specific good things were.

"Of course it's different. Tang Bohu's reputation has reached a point that everyone knows. Regardless of ancient and modern times, everyone knows that his calligraphy and paintings are precious items, and everyone wants to collect them. Naturally, a large number of fakes have also been produced."

Wang Guan said casually: "Of course, fakes are also divided into levels. The first type is undoubtedly the calligraphy and paintings that Tang Bohu himself found someone to write. After all, at that time, Tang Bohu made a living by selling calligraphy and paintings. Sometimes his business was too prosperous and he couldn't be busy.

Come on, just ask the teacher and friend to help you write. Although this calligraphy and painting is a fake, its brushwork is similar to that of Tang Bohu himself. In addition, Tang Bohu's teachers and friends are also famous artists, the price of calligraphy and paintings is similar to that of Tang Bohu's original works, and it is also considered a treasure.

It has the value of collection.”

"The second type is a fake that later generations imitated. After Tang Bohu's death, his fame became increasingly greater. Admirers spread all over the country and had broad market prospects. Then, what followed was naturally all kinds of things.

The fakes. The more kind ones are copied by literati and scholars; the more un kind ones, they specifically forge Tang Bohu's fake paintings to make money. These two situations also lead to uneven prices of such fakes and different prices.

.”

"The third type is purely fakes, that is, fakes made in modern times, which have no value at all."

Wang Guan talked freely, and his voice spread intentionally or unintentionally. It was only Chen Cong heard it alone, but later everyone around him heard it. Chen Cong immediately noticed it and immediately touched Wang Guan quietly, signaling him not to say anything more.

However, Wang Guan seemed to be unaware of it and continued, "Looking at that painting, there are many problems. You should know that Tang Bohu's landscape paintings learned from Shen Zhou in his early years, and in his middle age, he mainly learned from Zhou Chen, and Zhou Chen's landscape painter's method.

Famous masters of the Southern Song Dynasty. Therefore, under the influence and guidance of his teacher Zhou Chen, Tang Bohu learned the rigorous and majestic style of the Song people. After that, he himself integrated the brushwork of each famous master and gradually formed his own style."

"But no matter what, Tang Bohu's landscape paintings have a simple and clear style, with a very rhythmic composition, with the exquisite and ethereality of literati paintings, and the beauty of hardness and softness. However, these characteristics are not reflected in this painting."

Wang Guan smiled and analyzed in depth: "Of course, the style seems a bit illusory, so let's start with the simplest. If you look closely, you can find the Tang Yin pen on the picture and the seal.

The printing color is inconsistent with the brush and ink next to it, which is very unnatural."

"You mean, is this painting fake?"

At this moment, the pretty girl screamed in surprise, but she broke the layer of wall paper.

You know, some things are like the emperor's new costume. Whether everyone really understands or pretends to be clear, as long as there is no child who tells the truth, everyone can pretend to be confused and pretend that they have not heard what Wang Guan said.

However, now the pretty girl is talking, which makes everyone embarrassed.

"Yuxian, don't listen to his nonsense. This person doesn't know how to draw at all."

It would be fine if others were to do it, but Li Hao was very anxious. After all, this painting was chosen by him. If it was finally proved to be a fake, it would definitely affect his impression in the beautiful girl's mind.

"I don't know how to draw, so I have to divide it into paintings. If it is Western oil paintings, I definitely don't know much, but I have some research on ancient Chinese paintings."

At this time, Wang Guanyi pointed out: "On the contrary, I remember someone once said that ancient Chinese paintings are garbage and have no value at all. I think such people, if they choose paintings with such a mentality, they will probably buy them.

There is nothing good to draw."

"You are slandering me..." Li Hao shouted, with an angry look on his face.

At this time, everyone present didn't know that the two young people had a grudge. In addition, Li Hao was a little tender after all, and those big bosses and rich men had very experienced eyes. He also noticed his panic that he tried hard to hide.

I knew he was lying.

"After all, I'm young, and people don't even name it, so you just stand up and shout, it's clear that you're taking the role..." Some people shook their heads secretly, remained silent very wisely, and chose to wait and see.

"Slander? What did I slander?"

Wang Guan shrugged and showed a playful smile and said, "I'm just talking about the matter and commenting on this painting. Isn't this okay? If you think I'm wrong, you can also provide evidence to refute my point of view.

.”

For a moment, Li Hao's face turned gloomy, but he didn't know how to refute Wang Guan.

Speaking of which, this is also due to Wang Guan. When he was in Jianguzhai, he stimulated Li Hao and was so angry that he finally threw his sleeves and left. Without the help of Niu and Horse, Li Hao had to go to another

The antique shop bought this painting that might be a fake with the recommendation of the store owner.

Of course, it may not only be a fake, but it should be said to be a fake.

Because, according to Wang Guan's tip, Mr. Li found a very secret square crack at the signing position at the lower left of the picture. Obviously, Tang Bohu's pen and seal were cut out from another painting and embedded in this painting.

of.

Mr. Li is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart and has a lot of research on calligraphy and painting. Of course, knowing that such a situation occurs in the painting means that this painting is very strange.

At the same time, Ms. Lin also whispered a few words in Mr. Li's ear and told him what had just happened on the second floor.

For a moment, Mr. Li was sure to have no doubts. He could not believe in Wang Guan, but he believed in Ms. Li, the Empress Dowager of Porcelain. Not to mention anything else, Ms. Li didn't call others, but just asked Wang Guan to help with things, she knew that Wang Guan was

I have a very good relationship with her.

However, even though he knew that the painting was wrong, Mr. Li did not react any other way. Instead, he rolled up the painting, then raised his wine glass to signal the person next to him, and naturally chatted and laughed. Not only him, but others, they should drink.

Drinking, the chat that should be chatted seems to have nothing happened.

However, there must be a little difference. At least from now on until the end of the dinner, the pretty girl no longer paid attention to Li Hao. Under her leadership, the young people also cared about unintentionally alienating Li Hao, making him look as if he was silenced.

, the heart is sad.

Li Hao is very angry now and wishes he could swallow Wang Guan alive, but he doesn't have the courage to be arrogant at Mr. Li's banquet, so he can only keep shooting and killing eyes at Wang Guan...

Unfortunately, pure eyes cannot kill people, so Wang Guan just pretended that he did not exist, turned a blind eye to it, and tasting wine in a relaxed mood.

At the same time, Chen Cong found an opportunity and asked in a low voice: "That boy has offended you?"...)
Chapter completed!