[Comprehensive] The Secret of the Concubine's Palace

Carrying a bank card with a huge sum of money accumulated in the past few years, Shen Caijing walked on the way to find a store with her grandfather and father who said they wanted to protect her safety.

She planned to find a place not too far from her home, but not too close to the main school of the Central District as the new school site.

Therefore, the districts of the north of the city, the east gate, and the west gate have become the first choice.The grandpa and grandson followed Shen Caijing around the circle drawn on the map, and none of them felt tired.

To be honest, in the past few years, Shen Caijing has worked like crazy to make money, non-stop.Shen's father also grew along with the family's business, so he didn't have time to play with everyone for a long time.When on vacation, I also do enough things to visit relatives or accept visits.

It's been a long time since the family went out together to steal half a day's leisure.

In fact, this is very wrong, and the Shen family, especially the clear-headed grandfather, thinks so.

Shen Caijing herself may have noticed it too.Her desperation not only carried the hope of running towards a new life, but also carried the meaning of using work to numb her psychology.After getting crazy, I really can't stop.

It's just that Shen Caijing lied to herself, and the Shen family kept these issues deep in their hearts out of love for her, and they were all committed to maintaining a peaceful and beautiful life.

Shen's father and Shen's mother thought that their daughter was too precocious, so they thought a lot, thought hard, and loved her even more.As for Shen Donghuan, he always had a weird feeling, a whimsical idea that even he thought was absurd.

But this absurd and grotesque feeling suddenly became clear when they walked to the ancient art commercial street ten miles away from the east gate, and the granddaughter's eyes, which were not really in focus, suddenly glowed at the entrance of a gallery. .

Originally, I was optimistic about the location, and I have already marked several stores, and I have also left the owner's contact information, which is considered a success.On a whim, he took his son and granddaughter to this place where he often came to play for a walk.But unexpectedly, the granddaughter suddenly stopped in front of a calligraphy and painting hall before walking too far.

Seeing that the silly son was going to buy grilled squid without knowing it, Shen Donghuan hurried to catch up with his granddaughter.Looking at Shen Caijing's back, he had a premonition, as if his granddaughter would disappear once she walked into the calligraphy and painting hall.

After two quick steps, Shen Donghuan breathed a sigh of relief when they entered the store together.The store was very quiet, only the customers and the boss who were discussing business, and there were no strange people.When he was young, when he read traditional repertoires in story books, he always said that there were some extraterrestrial masters who transformed into human beings and became monks.He had been wondering about it for no apparent reason before, and just now he thought it was going to come true unfortunately.

Now it seems that he is still thinking wildly.I'm getting older, really...

Shen Donghuan finally let go of some worries, and turned to look at the interior decoration of the Painting and Calligraphy Pavilion and the artworks on sale.

From the beginning to the end, Shen Caijing didn't notice the anxious mood of her grandfather behind her just now, nor did she realize that the two of them had left Father Shen behind.Now in her eyes and heart, there is only the picture scroll in the hands of the two people in front of her.

The painting looks burnt yellow on paper, it should be considered a long time ago.The scroll made of porcelain is mottled and mottled, and it seems that it has been through a lot of hardships and has been polished a lot.It's a good intention to paint on the painting, it seems that it should be Jindalai, who is also known as the infinite flower.but……

The owner of the Calligraphy and Painting Pavilion has a presbyopia on his nose, and he is holding a magnifying glass tightly in his hand to look at it vigorously.There was another tall foreign man beside him, sweating anxiously.From the looks of it, this foreign devil with a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets should be the owner of the painting, selling paintings.

"Mr. Li, take a look, how much is it worth?!" The owner of the painting seemed to be really anxious for the money, "This painting was left by my father. It was said that it was when the People's Republic of China was restored. The high official family... got it! This painting, it is said, came out of your palace!"

The painter kept fanning himself with the palm of his hand, but he still couldn't stop the heat.Even when other people looked at him, they were warmed up by him.The store owner Li, who was looking at the paintings, seemed very annoyed by his virtue. While looking at the paintings, he frowned imperceptibly.

But the foreigner who spoke Korean well didn't notice it, and kept chattering there.

Shopkeeper Li just coughed, "[-] million."

The foreigner didn't seem to hear clearly, and repeated as if he couldn't believe it: "[-] million?!" Then his expression became outrageous, "Dear Li! Although I don't know much about painting, I owe you Usury needs money urgently. But you can’t bully people like this! Ohmygod——this is a treasure from the palace! Maybe it’s your national treasure! Even if you can do business, you can’t do this! You and my father are still friends, Isn’t it?! You can’t trick me!”

Shopkeeper Li sighed, "Forget it, 5000 million. You're right, your father and I have been friends for many years, and we can't watch you owe money to usury..."

"I owed the credit company 5000 million, so you valued my painting at 5000 million?!" The foreigner's anger did not seem to be fake, he really felt that the friend his father had made was too much.

The two had some disputes over this. They were still talking in low voices, but their voices suddenly rose due to emotions.5000 million won is not a lot.Although antiques can be bought and sold on this street, it is quite rare to see such a large value.

Now it came out, and the few customers who were looking around in the store just now all gathered around, wanting to see what happened.

Among these people, there happened to be Mr. Zheng, an expert who knew ancient paintings very well.If he has nothing to do, he likes to stroll around here in Dashili, and if he likes it, he buys it back and enjoys it.Ancient paintings are his favorite, especially the paintings of the Goryeo period, which he has studied the most.In this field, he is one of the best experts in this field in South Korea.

He didn't pay attention to the movement here just now, but when he stood around and watched, he found that this painting...

"5000 million is really a lot."

Shopkeeper Li was very embarrassed. He knew that the son of his old friend loved money the most.Not only do I like to gamble and spend money indiscriminately, but I also always make some money by cheating.He likes "killing acquaintances" the most, and his old friend died of a sudden illness, which is inseparable from being angry with him.

Now all he thinks is that this painting is a big treasure, worth a lot of money, and he is lying to him.

Shopkeeper Li looked at the still aggrieved painter, sighed and said, "Believe it or not, 5000 million is already the highest price I can offer. If you don't believe me, you'd better get another price." Go to the stall and ask!"

"Okay! Li, you are so cruel! You don't know the goods, so I will go to the auction house! I said, how can someone recognize my baby in a place like this?! If you are not my father's friend, I can't come I'm looking for you! Forget it, I'll find a foreign auction house to be safe!" The owner of the foreign painting obviously wanted to break up, turned around and wanted to leave after speaking.

"slow!"

At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly called that foreigner loudly.

When that person stepped forward, several people who were familiar with the place had already recognized him. The one who made the noise was a well-known master in the circle—Mr. Zheng.

Old Mr. Zheng watched for a while, and saw something.Originally, he wanted to leave after seeing it clearly, but he was provoked by the foreign devil's remarks about "high and low", which was his second home for him, and immediately couldn't stand it and came out to refute it.

"This painting is indeed very old..." Old Mr. Zheng walked to the left, smiled and nodded with Shopkeeper Li as a greeting. "Looking at the degree of browning on the edge of the scroll, as well as the ... certain techniques of this painting, it can be seen that this is a work from the end of the Goryeo period. Unfortunately, it is indeed not worth 5000 million yuan!"

"Ah!" The owner of foreign painters really became popular this time, and if he didn't buy it, he wouldn't buy it, and now there is such a painter who belittled him in this way.If this is spread, how can he negotiate the price with others? ! "Who are you?! How dare you..."

The foreign painter seemed to be really angry to the extreme, and he started to speak his mother tongue, and almost swearing.Judging by his appearance, he even wanted to hit someone!

"Ah! What do you want to do, kid?! Back off a little! Don't be rude!"

Seeing that he was tall and big and wanted to be rough, the few people who knew Mr. Zheng quit, and immediately said: "This is a master in the Korean ancient art world, Mr. Zheng! He has a special interest in the calligraphy and painting of the Goryeo period. There is only such a painting that has been studied, and it will not admit mistakes at all, nor will it lie to you!"

"That's right! Old Mr. Zheng is a master of calligraphy and painting, and the value of his works is also very high. How could he covet your broken painting with the boss?!"

The voices in the arena boiled up, and everyone who dived just now started to effervescent.

"Oops, so he is that Professor Zheng Yongzhen!" Shen Donghuan had heard Mr. Zheng's name many times. Every year, the royal family presented awards to the country's outstanding painters, writers, and sculptors.The emperors of the Holy Dynasty were very fond of meticulous painting, so naturally they often mentioned the name of Zheng Yongzhen who was dedicated to this.

"..." The foreign painter also did not expect that this person in front of him is really a capable person.On the one hand, he was a little unwilling, on the other hand, he also wanted to find out how much the painting was worth, and on the other hand, he was a little scared.All kinds of entangled thoughts made him stop talking badly, and he didn't intend to leave.Instead, he acquiesced to Mr. Zheng's practice of commenting on his paintings.

Mr. Zheng turned to the magnifying glass in Shopkeeper Li's hand, and gently pointed at the drawing paper. "Judging from the quality of the paper, the time is right. But it is really impossible to say that it was handed down from the palace. In the middle and late period of Wang's Koryo, the style of calligraphy and painting was closer to the Yuan Dynasty, and the style of calligraphy and painting was closer to that of the Northern Song Dynasty. The handed down skills are different."

"But it's a pity that in the court at that time, the nobles all used silk as their beauty. Xuan paper painting was greatly developed in the Yuan Dynasty, but more people were still using silk. Xuan paper, especially such low-quality Xuan paper... Even if it was really painted by the people in the palace, it is probably the work of the palace maids and others. In addition, the brushwork of this painting is really rougher than the rice paper itself! Anyone who has received a little orthodox calligraphy and painting education, How can you draw such a picture?!"

When Mr. Zheng said this, everyone really looked at the painting again seriously.Jumping out of the thinking limit of wanting to fix the time of the painting, the brushwork of this painting is really... inferior to the work of an urchin!

"This clump of Jindalai doesn't even count as a mere shape." Mr. Zheng shook his head and said, "I think it's just the work of ordinary people, and it has survived to this day by chance and coincidence. The 5000 million The price is to buy it for hundreds of years accumulated over the years! [-] million is already the sky-high.”

After Zheng Yongzhen's explanation, everyone went to see the painting to confirm it, and it really is.Immediately, everyone, including the foreign painter, was convinced.

"As expected of a master of ancient art!" Shen Donghuan clapped his palms together, bowed his head and said, "Caijing, let's go and meet your father with grandpa! Let's stay here, don't let him be anxious... Caijing , Caijing?!"

The author has something to say: It is said that there are genuine and fake goods on the commercial street of ancient art for ten miles.I feel like it should be like Panjiayuan in Beijing...

In the 200s, the South Korean won was about 1:160 to the RMB. Later in the 70 World Cup, because of South Korea’s home game, the exchange rate seemed to have risen to 1 or 60:[-].Therefore, [-] million at every turn is actually converted into RMB [-] million or so.

PS: Tangyuan doesn’t know much about paintings and collections, and I have tried my best, so please do not research.