Wang Guan didn't mean to hide it, and said bluntly: "The illegal immigration incident was his instigation."

"It turns out it's him..." Chen Cong understood immediately, then narrowed his eyes slightly and said casually: "Do you want me to come forward and offer you a toast to apologize?"

Don't doubt that Chen Cong does have this ability. In this island country, except for those deep-rooted political families, Chen Cong doesn't care about other parliamentarians or politicians at all.

"No need." Wang Guan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just a small conflict that can be resolved. There is no need to cause uproar in the city." In fact, he did not want to owe Chen Cong any favors.

"Yeah." Chen Cong nodded slightly and praised, "You are so magnanimous."

"Magnificent?"

Wang Guan smiled and felt that Li Hao would never think so. However, it had nothing to do with him what Li Hao thought. On the contrary, under Li Hao's angry gaze, he suddenly felt that this boring banquet had become much more interesting.

.

Gradually, the banquet came to an end. Mr. Li sent the guests out of the villa gate one by one, shaking hands and saying goodbye...

In fact, the process of Mr. Li seeing off guests and saying goodbye is itself a etiquette. Therefore, the order in which everyone left seemed very orderly, and they even left one by one in a certain order.

Ten minutes later, in terms of order, it should be Chen Cong and Wang Guan's turn. However, at this moment, Mr. Li suddenly stopped and said: "You two, please stay..."

Many people were surprised and puzzled by Mr. Li's behavior of staying as a guest. However, at this time, they could only put away their doubts, glanced at Chen Cong and Wang Guan, and left the villa with Mr. Li's gift.

Most people think that Mr. Li mainly wants to discuss some private matters with Chen Cong and keep Wang Guan here. But some people vaguely feel that retaining Wang Guan is Mr. Li's main purpose.

No matter what the reason was, Li Hao felt like he was going crazy anyway. It was a kind of anger that could not be vented, and it made him feel like his chest was about to explode. He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Of course, no matter what Li Hao's mood is now, Mr. Li personally gave the gift anyway. No matter how reluctant he was, he could only obediently walk out of the villa gate like other guests...

"Sorry for keeping you two waiting for so long!"

After seeing off all the guests, Mr. Li returned to the living room to greet Chen Cong and Wang Guan.

"fine……"

Chen Cong naturally smiled and waved, and became polite with Mr. Li. However, after chatting for a few words, Mr. Li sat down on the sofa next to Wang Guan.

Seeing this, Chen Cong immediately understood that the protagonist of this meeting was not him. At that moment, Chen Cong was also very sensible. He took a cup of tea and tasted it carefully. Sure enough, after Mr. Li smiled and nodded to Chen Cong, he took this opportunity to

He looked at Wang Guan and asked politely: "This little brother, do you have a lot of research on Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting?"

"It can't be said that he has done much research. He just has some understanding." Wang Guan said, feeling a little baffled. Could it be that Mr. Li wanted to accuse him of exposing the painting as a fake?

However, it doesn't look like it.

Facts have proved that Mr. Li was indeed not seeking revenge. Instead, he said in a friendly manner: "It can be seen that my little brother is also a person who loves painting, and his eyesight is extraordinary..."

"I can't say that I have extraordinary eyesight, but I still have a little taste." Wang Guan said neither arrogant nor humble, but he was a little confused and couldn't figure out Mr. Li's purpose.

Fortunately, Mr. Li didn't beat around the bush anymore and said bluntly: "Little brother, if I take the liberty of keeping you here, I actually want to ask you to help me look at a painting."

"Huh?" Wang Guan was a little surprised and hesitated: "What painting?"

"Tang Bohu's paintings." Mr. Li smiled and waved his hand gently, and someone brought a scroll up.

It can be seen that Mr. Li cherishes this painting very much. After putting on white gloves first, he carefully unfolded the scroll and laid it smoothly on the clean table next to him.

"Little brother, please take a look." Mr. Li said politely, with a somewhat expectant tone.

In this case, Wang Guan certainly would not refuse, and he never thought about refusing. After all, whether the painting is true or false, careful observation and appreciation is a process of accumulation of experience.

At that moment, Wang Guan walked lightly towards the table, lowered his head and took a look. The whole picture was in full view, which shocked him. His expression gradually became serious, even with a bit of surprise and disbelief.

Next to him, Chen Cong didn't know how to appreciate calligraphy and painting, but he was also a little curious, so he came over to take a look. From his perspective, he didn't think the painting was very good. All he saw in the picture was a cold forest with two pines on the left.

This bare forest adds to the bleak atmosphere. The sky is covered with crows and the branches are covered with crows, giving people a desolate and sad feeling.

"The legendary Tang Yin Crow Formation Picture!"

Wang Guan exhaled gently, calmed down, and finally suppressed his excitement.

"That's right, it's the Crow Formation Diagram."

Mr. Li's eyes were bright, he showed a rich smile, and sighed slightly: "It is said that Tang Yin hung this picture of crows in his home one day, and immediately there were thousands of crows circling on the roof, like a fierce battle, which is very strange.

"

"So magical?"

Chen Cong was stunned, and his eyes when looking at the pictures were completely different.

"Of course, the legend is just a legend and cannot be taken seriously. I guess this legend mainly wants to show that Tang Bohu is very good at freehand flower and bird paintings, and the crow array picture he painted is full of realism and is his masterpiece." Mr. Li also has his own.

He understood, and then asked softly: "Little brother, what do you think of this painting?"

Wang Guan understood what Mr. Li meant. He just wanted to know the authenticity of the painting.

Wang Guan continued to look at the painting, but did not answer in a hurry. After a while, he asked: "Mr. Li, you must have invited many people to see this painting, right?"

"Uh...that's right." Mr. Li hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently and said, "Those who have seen it said..."

"You don't need to tell me what they said, so as not to let me prejudge it." Wang Guan shook his head and interrupted Mr. Li's words.

In fact, Mr. Li does not need to say that Wang Guan also knows that this painting must be controversial. It is estimated that among those who have seen it, some people think this painting is authentic, while others think it is an imitation, or simply a fake. It is nothing more than

These are just a few situations, and everyone expresses his or her own opinion, leaving Mr. Li not sure whose opinion to believe.

Otherwise, he would not ask a young man like Wang Guan to help him look at the paintings...

To put it bluntly, Mr. Li is already feeling sick and seeking medical treatment urgently. Regardless of whether Wang Guan understands it or not, as long as he says that the painting is authentic, Mr. Li must be very happy. Of course, Mr. Li will definitely fall into doubt again afterwards.

Continue to invite people to look at the paintings, and then repeat the cycle...

Not to mention Mr. Li, even Wang Guan did not dare to easily judge the authenticity of the Crow Formation Picture before using his special abilities. Because this painting is too precious, as long as there is no complete evidence to prove that this painting

The painting is the authentic work of Tang Bohu, so Mr. Li must have never felt at ease, constantly believing and doubting, falling into an endless cycle.

At this time, Wang Guan studied the picture again and saw that the whole picture had an eclectic layout, novel conception, dry and moist brush and ink, and natural shades. The silent cold forest and the noisy crows formed a scene of hope and disillusionment, vitality and suffocation.

Rural life. Looking at this picture makes people feel indescribably sad and depressed.

After a long time, Mr. Li finally couldn't help but ask: "Little brother, what do you think?"

At the right time, Wang Guancai slowly came back to his senses and mused slightly: "Generally speaking, to identify the authenticity of a painting, to a large extent, we must start from the author's own historical background and life experience. After all, in addition to those entertainment

In addition to the works, the author’s creative intention is an important basis for judging the authenticity of the pictures.”

"Um."

Mr. Li nodded slightly in agreement. After all, some fabricated paintings often appear on the market now, which often make people laugh or cry. For example, the calligraphy and painting of the late Qing Dynasty has the imperial seal of Emperor Qianlong, and another example is that Tang Bohu is a figure from the mid-Ming Dynasty.

However, there are seals of appreciation from celebrities before the Ming Dynasty appearing on the painting.

All kinds of unreasonable "traveling" are the biggest flaw. That's why Wang Guancai said that we must pay attention to the background of the times.

"Mr. Li should know that pictures like the Crow Formation are relatively cold themes. Generally speaking, they cannot be paintings for social gatherings. Even if Tang Bohu makes a living by selling paintings, it is impossible for others to come to him and ask him to paint this kind of painting.

Painting." Wang Guan said with great certainty.

"Why?" Chen Cong was very puzzled.

"The crow has become an unlucky symbol in ancient times, to be precise, after the Tang and Song Dynasties. The people who bought Tang Bohu's calligraphy and paintings were either high-ranking officials or wealthy businessmen and gentry. It is impossible for such people to ask for a crow formation."

Get yourself into trouble."

Wang Guan explained, and then continued: "The Crow Formation has always been a favorite of depressed and cynical literati. If it is about glory, who really likes such a subject?"

"In fact, anyone who knows something about Tang Bohu's life will know that he, the most popular talent in the south of the Yangtze River, was not as glamorous as everyone imagined. It can even be said that he lived in poverty for most of his life. After his death, even his posthumous affairs were not as glamorous as everyone imagined.

A group of friends pooled their money to help him arrange the deal, which is deplorable."

Wang Guan shook his head and sighed a little: "So, in such a situation, Tang Bohu naturally had a very strong creative intention. There is no doubt that he painted a crow array to express his depressed mood."

"Little brother, what you mean is that this painting is authentic." Mr. Li asked, with a bit of joy in his eyes.

"Listen to what I have to say first."

Wang Guan was noncommittal, pointing to the crow formation diagram on the table and saying, "Look here..."

"What's going on here?" Mr. Li looked over and saw that the direction Wang Guan was pointing was in the corner of the painting. There was a strange stone painted there. There was a bare diseased tree beside the stone. There was also a group of sparse jackdaws on the tree.

A formation of crows formed in the sky, looking desolate, lonely and lifeless.
Chapter completed!