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Chapter 160 Treating Infertility (Subscribe)

Looking at the "Picture of Sending the Son of the Heavenly King" stretched out on the table by Chen Dong, the first person who couldn't help but speak was Zhang Qingfeng.

"Apprentice, is this the baby you mentioned?"

Chen Dong nodded.

Zhang Qingfeng laughed: "Apprentice, you have been deceived. This is a fake, and it is also a fake of poor quality. Please lead me to meet Cuicui."

Leng Shan next to him looked at it and said, "Yes, Dongzi, you have been deceived, this is a fake."

Chen Dong took two magnifying glasses from the cabinet next to them and handed them to the two people.

"Master, Uncle Leng, take a closer look."

Zhang Qingfeng reluctantly took the magnifying glass: "What else is there to look at, your fake is too obvious. This kind of paper looks like it was in the early days of liberation. Although it is quite old, it is already a little damaged."

As he spoke, Zhang Qingfeng pointed to one of the damaged areas and said.

Of course, Chen Dong had already seen this obvious damage. He called the two people here just to understand why the system gave this painting such a high valuation.

Leng Shan took the magnifying glass, looked at several other places, and said, "Dongzi, you are really deceived. This painting should be a work before liberation, and it is also a defective product among imitations, although I haven't seen it. I have never seen the authenticity of this painting, but I have also heard about Wu Daozi's characteristics."

"Wu Daozi is also a painter and sculptor". He is good at mastering. He is good at absorbing the essence from the complex shape of objects, and summarizing the concave and convex surfaces, yin and yang surfaces into irreducible "lines", such as the height, side, depth, and The postures of slanting, rolling, folding, floating, and lifting are completely based on the organization of lines to describe the character of the object.The requirements for this kind of thread are strict, and each thread meets the requirements of vivid modeling, and each thread is full of rhythmic beauty. "

"Look at the characters in this painting again. Although they are similar in shape, they are lifeless, and the lines are a bit crude like copying."

"Copy!"

Leng Shan's words made Chen Dong suddenly have a thought.

According to Leng Shan's words, this forgery was copied, so who copied it?Is there a mezzanine inside as seen in the novel?If this is the case, it means that this painting has another mystery.

Thinking of this, Chen Dongpo hurriedly tore a corner of the painting from the damaged place.

Looking at Chen Dong's performance, Zhang Qingfeng felt a little helpless.

Young people are young people, and they get annoyed when they know it's a fake.

Cold Mountain thought the same way.

Although it is a fake, it is not necessary to tear it up, anyway, it has a history of several decades.

It's just that it didn't take long for the two of them to think, and a scene that stunned them appeared.

"really!"

Tearing off a corner of the painting, there is indeed another mystery, there is actually a thin layer of linen inside the drawing paper.

After tearing the whole painting apart, a picture scroll wrapped in sackcloth the size of a scroll was revealed.

This time, Chen Dong didn't dare to tear it with his hands, but took tools from the side and carefully cut the linen piece by piece.

"what"

When the sackcloth was gradually cut, a lifelike "Picture of Sending the Son of the Heavenly King" was displayed in front of several people.

Leng Shan and Zhang Qingfeng exclaimed at the same time, picked up the magnifying glass and observed carefully.

Looking at the two people who lost their composure, Chen Dong had an answer in his heart.

"Authentic!"

"This is Wu Daozi's authentic work!"

The two exclaimed.

And this is exactly the answer Chen Dong guessed in his heart, otherwise the system would not be able to give such a high estimate.

What made Chen Dong speechless was that the two people were shocked when they saw this painting at the beginning, and then they giggled like two children.

"Fortunately, fortunately, I, Zhang Qingfeng, did not expect to see Wu Daozi's authentic works in my life, fortunately!"

"Hahaha, I, Leng Shan, will live my life in vain if I can see this painting, haha."

Chen Dong didn't disturb the two of them, and just quietly watched the two recover from their madness to calm.

"call"

Zhang Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Chen Dong and said solemnly: "Dongzi, this is Wu Daozi's authentic work."

Saying this sentence seemed to use all the strength in his body.

"Yes Dongzi, I can guarantee that this is the authentic work of Wu Daozi. I have never seen a painting that can achieve such an achievement. This painting is absolutely sky-high. Whether you sell it or not, I will pay [-] million!" .”

"Leng Shan, do you want to be ashamed? This painting can fetch at least [-] million yuan at auction."

Hearing Leng Shan's words, Zhang Qingfeng said angrily.

"Zhang Qingfeng, please be more polite to me. Why am I shameless? You should know how much trouble this painting will bring to Chen Dong. Is two hundred million less? If you give him two hundred million, you can take it away."

Zhang Qingfeng: "You"

In one sentence, Zhang Qingfeng was speechless. Whether he has [-] million or not, he definitely has, but in that case, he would have to sell Qingfengzhai. In terms of strength, he is indeed not as rich as Leng Shan.

"Is this painting so valuable?"

Chen Dong couldn't help being surprised, the value system's valuation was just over [-] million, but Leng Shan unexpectedly offered a high price of [-] million.

Zhang Qingfeng: "Dongzi, this painting itself may not be of such great value, but there is a legend about this painting."

legend?

Chen Dong was amused. This is obviously to increase the added value. Isn't the so-called legend just to add some mystery and cultural connotation?A device that modern hype often does.

Zhang Qingfeng: "Do you know the origin of this "Picture of Sending the Son of the Heavenly King"?"

"It is said that Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty has never had any heirs since he succeeded to the throne. Numerous court doctors have seen him, including the queen and concubines around him, and they can't see anything wrong."

Chen Dong laughed, he never thought that ancient emperors also suffered from infertility.

"Be serious."

Zhang Qingfeng reprimanded with a dark face.

Chen Dong stuck out his tongue and quickly closed his mouth.

"Later, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty heard that the painting saint Wu Daozi was so amazing in his paintings that there was even a rumor that his paintings could move wind and rain, so he asked him to paint for him."

"Don't tell me that Tang Xuanzong had a child after Wu Daozi drew this picture for him?"

"Stinky boy, what do you think? According to legend, Wu Daozi's painting can reach heaven and earth and control ghosts and gods. This painting has not been hung in Tang Xuanzong's palace for half a year, and the women around him are pregnant one after another. For this reason, Tang Xuanzong also named Wu Daozi For my teacher, I studied painting with him for a while."

Chen Dong held back his displeasure, this meow is too nonsense, a painting can cure infertility?Does that mean that I keep this painting specially for people to see a doctor?

"Dongzi, don't believe it. The legend your master said does exist. It is said that this painting by Wu Daozi spread to the people after the fall of the Tang Dynasty. There are many legends about this painting. It is said that this painting Not only can it bring people heirs, but it can also bring blessings, if you look carefully at this painting, the characters in it are lifelike and seem to be full of energy, this is definitely a rare treasure."

"It is said that once he followed Tang Xuanzong to Luoyang, the eastern capital, and met the general Pei Min and the calligrapher Zhang Xu. The three performed their own unique skills: Pei Min was good at dancing swords, and immediately danced a sword like a sword above the hall. Qi; Zhang Xu is good at cursive script, splashing ink, creating fantasy on the wall of the book; Wu Daozi works hard to paint, and it is like a god, when the weather changed outside, it seemed like a god appeared in the sky."

"Uncle Leng, do you really want to buy this painting?"

Leng Shan was taken aback: "Are you really going to sell?"

(End of this chapter)