"Of course it's impossible!" At this time, Yu Feibai curled his lips and said, "Shi Kefa's Jue Mingshu is just an appetizer, and the real meal is still behind."

"Oh, then I'll wait and see." Old Qian smiled and said, "I'm going to see how many good things you have gained."

"It must have been beyond your old expectations."

Yu Feibai was very confident, then turned around and took out another scroll. Without Qian Lao's action, he spread the scroll himself and said with a smile: "Golden Mountain Scenery Picture, please always appreciate it slowly."

"Golden Mountain Scenery Picture?"

When Mr. Qian heard this, he was really surprised: "Is the legendary picture of Tang Bohu's golden mountain sight?"

"Hehe, isn't it? You can tell at a glance that Mr. Qian." Yu Feibai smiled and said, "Wang Guan and I think the possibility of this painting being an authentic work is as high as 90%. Now you are not sure what to do."

"Oh, then I must take a good look." Old Qian looked a little cautious and walked closer and looked at him.

After taking a look, Mr. Qian felt a magnificent atmosphere rolling towards him. The river water was surging, the waves were stormy, and the mountain temple stood like a jade pillar that stood up in the sky. The artistic conception between movement and stillness is long and profound, which makes people unforgettable.

“Good painting.”

Whether it is the original work of Tang Bohu or not, this painting gives Qian Lao a great first impression. As the saying goes, experts will know whether there are any. Some works are like beautiful women born with beauty and hard to give up on themselves. They make people feel good when they see them, and they know that they are written by famous artists.

"It must be easy to draw."

Yu Feibai took the opportunity to express his merits: "In order to get this painting, we almost broke our legs. After 108 difficulties, it is even more difficult than going to the West to obtain the scriptures..."

"Okay, okay, don't make noise, let me look at the painting first." Mr. Qian waved his hand, focused on observing, and repeatedly studied the details of the pen and paper of the painting.

After a long time, Mr. Qian sighed: "The East Village is dense and old, and Bo Hu is elegant and smooth and elegant, so his aura is naturally different."

"Old Qian, Bo Hu, I know, who is that East Village?" Yu Feibai said thoughtfully: "It seems very familiar, but I can't remember it for a moment."

"Zhou Chen." Wang Guan reminded: "Tang Bohu's teacher, Zhou Chen, whose courtesy name is Shunqing and his nickname is Dongcun."

"I remembered it." Yu Feibai laughed: "I'm sorry, I'm careless. I'm mainly going to appreciate Tang Bohu's paintings, so I don't think about anything else."

"I don't have a memory." After Qian scolded him, he slowly commented: "Tang Bohu learned painting and was greatly influenced by Zhou Chen in his early days. The two styles were very similar. Later, Tang Bohu integrated the styles of the two schools of North and South to form his own unique painting style, which was better than the blue ones, and even Zhou Chen sighed that he was inferior to him."

"Zhou Chen often lamented that the few thousand books of Tang Sheng were missing, but in fact, it lacked the feeling of Tang Bohu traveling around famous rivers and mountains." Qian Lao smiled and continued to comment: "You must know that in the early Northern Song Dynasty, due to the different geographical environments, the painting world gradually formed two schools of the north and the south. The Northern School style was strange and dangerous, magnificent; the Southern School style was wild and elegant, elegant and subtle."

"The two schools have their own advantages, and naturally their own shortcomings. Tang Bohu's achievements lie in breaking the convention, integrating the origins of the two schools of the north and south from the brushwork, momentum, artistic conception, and color design, and absorbing the advantages of Yuan painting. Finally, it forms a unique style with rigorous structure, stunning style, elegant brushwork, vivid ink and ethereal artistic conception."

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Wang Zhaoming is Wang Jingwei. In fact, Jingwei is a pseudonym, just like Zhou Shuren's pseudonym Lu Xun. Because he has used it a lot and has a broad mass base, everyone has forgotten their real name.

"hey-hey……"

At this time, Yu Feibai said proudly: "This is a long way to say."

"Then don't speak."

Mr. Qian waved his hand casually and then called out: "Wang Guan, you say."

"Old Qian, how could you do this?" Yu Feibai said aggrievedly: "It was obvious that I would take the blame first."

"You are talking too much nonsense and seem long-winded." Qian Lao said lightly: "If you are talking long stories, you are talking short stories, so it's better not to speak out."

Yu Feibai was speechless and looked resentful. Seeing this, Wang Guan couldn't help but smile and said, "Old Qian, let him tell me, so that he would not feel uncomfortable and would not be able to sleep tonight."

"Okay, you said." Old Qian smiled and said, "Try to be shorter."

"We dug up the treasure..."

Yu Feibai said something, and then the following words were gone.

"Um."

Mr. Qian nodded and signaled: "It's very good, it's short enough. For the rest, Wang Guan, you can add to it."

Therefore, Yu Feibai is still very young, and compared with Mr. Qian, his Taoism is still far behind.

Hearing this, Yu Feibai didn't care about it and hurriedly said, "Old Qian, this matter is true. We dug up the treasures of Wang Jingwei and Zhou Fohai."

"Old Qian, Feibai didn't lie." Wang Guan confirmed with a smile: "We are lucky. We found a treasure buried in Jiangnan and gained a lot."

"Of course it's rich." Yu Feibai curled his lips and said, "It's gold, jewelry, and a bunch of antique calligraphy and paintings, which is enough for you to spend your whole life."

"What's the situation?" Old Qian's eyes showed a look of surprise: "Hurry up and talk."

Yu Feibai said with great enthusiasm: "This matter starts with a fan..."

"fan?"

When Baye heard the sound, he couldn't help but quietly pull Wang Guan, and whispered: "It's just Xiao Qing's torn fan?"

"Yes." Wang Guan nodded slightly and smiled: "It's not only her, but also thank you grandpa."

"My grandpa?" Baye was stunned.

"You will know what's going on..."

At this time, Yu Feibai happened to talk about deciphering the code without success. When the two were about to give up, they suddenly turned around and saw the Nanjing landscape map depicted by Master Huang Binhong at Baye's home, which was exactly similar to the landscape on the fan, and then made breakthrough progress.

Then he went to Taicang and learned about the Jinshan Trails from Lu Chongming. The three of them went to Jinshan Temple with great enthusiasm and encountered setbacks again. Fortunately, Wang Guan was quick to move and made new discoveries...

"Even though we came to Longgui Mountain."

At this time, Yu Feibai smiled and said, "Old Qian, where do you think the treasure is most likely to be buried in the mountain?"

"I don't understand the situation on the mountain, so how could I guess it casually?" Mr. Qian shook his head slightly, but thoughtfully said: "But judged based on common sense, it must be a more prominent place, so it is easier to find it."

"Hehe, Mr. Qian, you guessed it wrong."

In an instant, Yu Feibai clapped his hands to celebrate and said with a smile: "There is no treasure on the mountain, and we have been wasting our time."

"What?"

Mr. Qian was a little surprised, even Bai Ye was very surprised, and there was a little more doubt in his eyes when he looked at Wang Guan.

"Haha, I didn't expect it?"
Chapter completed!