Tea fragrance overflowing [reverse wear]

"Paintings are real, words... are fake."

As soon as these words fell to the ground, the entire Treasure Pavilion fell silent for a few seconds.But after a while, the gentle-looking man slowly turned cold, and asked solemnly: "Mr. Li, I don't know what you mean by this sentence? Although this picture of thousands of mountains and rivers is not a national treasure Excellent work, but it has been hanging in our Yuxiao Pavilion for five years. At least seven or eight industry experts came to City B to appreciate and appreciate it. If this is just your joke, then please take it back. Yuxiao Court, there will never be fakes."

The playfulness and jokes just now were gone. The man's tone was dignified and serious, even with a faint sense of oppression from the superior, and he pressed Li Yunshu bluntly.

Seeing this, Huo Zheng frowned, and subconsciously took a step to the side, just blocking half of the young man's body.This always dignified and proud man blocked Li Yunshu with his broad body, and silently looked at the man in glasses who was on the verge of fury.

Because he was slightly taller, Huo Zheng lowered his head, and the man raised his head. The two looked at each other for a while, and Huo Zheng opened his lips and said, "Luo Wen, Yun Shu is my guest, please calm down."

The man named Luo Wen obviously couldn't just let it go like this: "Mr. Huo, we at Yuxiao Pavilion will naturally respect the guest you invited. However, a young boy who is completely ignorant but arrogantly tastes without authorization, we Yuxiao Pavilion will never respect him as a guest."

Hearing this, Huo Zheng frowned slightly, and did not speak again.

Luo Wen's words were very reasonable, every word was precise and reasonable.Even for people like them in the industry, Luo Wen's attitude at this time can be regarded as excellent.Being questioned and criticized by others is a great insult to any collector with vision and level of discrimination.

Even Huo Zheng knew that the only solution at this moment was to make Li Yunshu apologize.Otherwise, I'm afraid Luo Wen would not be so resigned to giving up.But for some reason, in Huo Zheng's heart, he vaguely felt that this always gentle and humble young man was not such a reckless and rude person.

He was still thinking about it, when he heard a clear and pleasant voice from behind, with a helpless tone: "Mr. Luo, your painting is not fake, and this word... is not fake, but if you must If it is a picture of thousands of mountains and rivers, then this line of writing is fake."

The young man's voice seemed to have a soothing effect. Huo Zheng turned his body slightly, allowing Li Yunshu to take a step forward and face Luo Wen head-on.After all, the owner of Yuxiao Pavilion has also experienced strong winds and waves. At this moment, Luo Wen has calmed down, but he still finds it funny: "Mr. Li, I don't know how old you are?"

Li Yunshu smiled: "I am 21 this year."

Luo Wen nodded knowingly: "When I was your age, I always wanted to do something to prove myself, but when I look back more than ten years later, I was really too naive. "

Luo Wen's words were already giving Li Yunshu a step down, but it was obvious that the latter didn't appreciate it: "Age is indeed a flaw, but I would like to ask: Mr. Luo, has anyone ever asked you, Is this how the painting was stamped in the first place?"

"...Yes." With a bit of doubt in his tone, Luo Wen looked at Li Yunshu complicatedly for a long time before saying, "My father asked this question before, but he didn't say anything more. If you I want to say why the traces of the ink pads are still very new, so this may have something to do with the subsequent preservation techniques, image quality, and ink pads themselves. This kind of situation is not uncommon in the antique world.”

Hearing this, Li Yunshu nodded with a light smile, and then said: "The painting of thousands of mountains and rivers can only be said to be the name given by later generations, and Mr. Luo must have never found this painting in any classics. , just because of these two lines of wording, it’s called that, right?”

Luo Wen nodded: "Well, although I haven't found this picture in any books and materials, the brushstrokes and painting style are Dong Beiyuan's later style. This line of handwriting is also the regular script that he is best at. The calligraphy is beautiful and the words are like jade. , so the industry believes that this is the authentic work of Dong Beiyuan that has never been published."

When Li Yunshu heard the words, it confirmed his original guess.He turned his head, looked at the picture for a long time with nostalgic eyes, and finally stopped on the two lines of words in the upper right corner, then turned around, and said: "This word is not Dong Beiyuan's word, It should be that the contemporary elegant scholars imitated the handwriting, so I say, this word is fake."

Luo Wen was taken aback, and after a while he said funny, "Although Dong Beiyuan is not good at calligraphy, I have read a lot of his calligraphy and paintings. My little friend, why do you think he didn't write this calligraphy? Just the word 'absolutely', I feel that it is completely Beiyuan's strength of character."

Speaking of this time, the atmosphere in the whole room has been relieved a lot.Luo Wen was no longer so aggressive, as if he realized that he shouldn't be so fussy with a "junior" and shouldn't take the other person's words too seriously.

Hearing the word "little friend", Li Yunshu couldn't help laughing, but felt helpless.Before he could speak, a deep and indifferent voice suddenly sounded: "Little Luo Wen, my guest has already grown up for a long time, please pay attention to your address."

Luo Wen was taken aback, and subconsciously said, "Then... Yun Shu?"

Huo Zheng: "..."

Seeing Huo Zheng's deflated appearance, Luo Wen immediately felt better, and didn't care about the conflicts just now: "Mr. Huo Xiao, I didn't expect that I watched you grow up, and today is the first time I see you It's really interesting to protect a person like this. Cheng, I'm in a good mood today, so I can consider giving you a chance to take a look at my collection of high-quality tea."

Hearing this, Huo Zheng turned his head reflexively to look at Li Yunshu on the side. After finding that the other party didn't seem to care about the conversation here, he was relieved, turned his head to look at Luo Wen, and asked, "How much?" Five or six years of eating made you two centimeters shorter than me?"

Luo Wen: "..."

Therefore, if Young Master Huo speaks viciously, he will definitely be top-notch.

Four high-wattage strong lights in the Treasure Pavilion shone down from the four corners of the room, making the temperature inside the room a few degrees higher than the outside world.Luo Wen didn't want to spend any more time on the "counterfeit incident", he said: "It just happened that I collected a pack of high-quality Dianhong Kungfu tea from Province Y a few days ago, if you have the ability to choose from a bunch of teas Come out, then I would also like to give you some for Mr. Liu."

Huo Zheng was taken aback when he heard the words, before he could speak, he heard the young man who had been silent for a long time suddenly speak: "Mr. Luo, do you really think this word is true?"

Luo Wen laughed helplessly, and looked at Li Yunshu: "Little friend...cough, Mr. Li, you are so confident that we experts in the industry will all miss you. ?”

Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, Mr. Li's exquisite and beautiful face was as transparent as white glaze under the strong white light: "If I say... I can write exactly the same?"

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Under the bright lights, the light yellow wooden antique furniture exudes the fragrance of the vicissitudes of history.This is a huanghuali book table about six feet nine in length, with intricate ruyi cloud head patterns drawn on the top corners of the four sides, and a complete set of the four treasures of the study are placed on it.The lustrous Ziwei ink, the tortoiseshell pen with fine hair, the warm and shiny Helan inkstone, and the white jade paper in the middle of the desk, ordinary people will definitely be dazzled by it.

The owner of the study turned his head to look at Huo Zheng, and saw that the handsome man concealed the astonishment in his eyes with extreme restraint, but when Luo Wen complacently turned his head to look at Li Yunshu again, he saw the latter stretching out his hand in regret. Caressing the dark black deer pattern pen holder, sighed heavily: "It's a pity, it's not rosewood..."

Luo Wen: "..."

Ebony is also very expensive, okay? ! !

Luo Wen, who has dealt with antiques and treasures all his life, is the first time he has seen such a "knowledgeable" person, and... he is still so young, which makes him inexplicably feel like "the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves ahead have been shot to death." On the beach" feeling.

And this feeling turned into a shock when the handsome young man took up the pen and wrote the first dot of ink.

I saw a piece of white to transparent skin looming where the youth's cuffs were half rolled up.Between the slender and beautiful fingers is a pen with a medium white cloud and a fine brush. This aged tortoiseshell pen is like a frightening dragon, swaying freely on the jade-like rice paper.

And the person who wrote the pen was so handsome and elegant that he looked like a young master, with an overpowering aura.But at this moment, Luo Wen's eyes were focused on the words on the desk, while Huo Zheng... stared blankly at such a strange Li Yunshu, unable to move his eyes away for a long time.

On the rice paper, the thick and delicate ink is gently smudged.Li Yunshu puts the brush on the tip of the pen and writes down a stroke of thick ink. His movements seem to be gentle and casual, but they are uniquely chic and unrestrained.This Ziwei ink seems to be alive, this tortoiseshell pen seems to be alive, this Helan inkstone seems to be alive, it is the noble paper that ignores world affairs——

It seems to be alive!

Every stroke was neatly outlined at the end, Luo Wen couldn't help applauding in his heart, his expression was excited and his face was flushed.And Huo Zheng opened his phoenix eyes wide in silence, unable to hide the shock in his eyes anymore——

This is... Li Yunshu?

"When a thousand mountains are endless, a hundred rivers are endless. 』

The last stroke is crisp and neat, with a hint of unrestrained and unrestrained style of literati, making the whole beautiful and plump, yet vigorous and vigorous calligraphy appear vigorous, upright, agile and flowing.

The words mentioned are excellent, and the person who mentioned them is even more elegant.

Witnessing the birth of these two lines of mentioning characters with his own eyes, the kind of swaying atmosphere on the paper can no longer be described as "dead characters" that have been buried under the loess for hundreds of years. Luo Wen looked up at the mentioning characters in a daze. However, seeing the handsome and beautiful young man shaking his head regretfully, he casually put the brush into the white porcelain brush washer.

"this is mine!!!"

Without further ado, Luo Wen snatched the rice paper that was still stained with the fragrance of ink.The movement was so fast that Li Yunshu, who was mentioning the words, didn't even react at all, and looked up at him in surprise.

I saw the owner of Yuxiao Pavilion who had already run away——Mr. Luo Wenluo, who was teasing the "little friend" just now, was nervously and carefully pinching the rice paper with wet ink, coughed twice in embarrassment, and said: " This is Luhuang paper, it is very precious, even if it is finished, it must be preserved carefully."

Li Yunshu: "..." Let's put down the paper if we have something to say.

After being speechless for a while, Mr. Li had no choice but to say: "Mr. Luo, so... do you have time to look at the words on that piece of paper?"

After hearing this, Mr. Luo, whose face was as thick as a city wall, carefully took out the rice paper he was holding in his arms.While watching, he read in a low voice: "When a thousand mountains are endless, a hundred rivers are endless..." The more he said, the tone became weaker and weaker, and in the end, it was completely drowned in his throat.

I saw that every hook, fold, horizontal stroke has a piercing stroke, it is important to look good, but what shocked Luo Wen the most was not the beautiful characters, but the similar characters on "A Picture of Thousand Mountains and Waters". Exactly the same stroke direction!

Every pen and fold seems to be written by the same person, except for the slight difference, they are basically similar to people who cannot distinguish.Even... the mentioning characters on that picture are like learning to walk in Handan before these two lines, empty in shape but meaningless.

If a calligrapher were to simply judge these two characters now, he would definitely think that the characters mentioned on the painting were imitated from the new characters on the Luhuang paper.

Luo Wen looked at the two lines of writing with a heavy expression for a long time, and finally sighed heavily: "Indeed...the writing is probably a fake. But Mr. Li, I would like to ask you to take out that copybook. If there is no I can’t believe that the words were copied from the original copybook.”

Seeing Li Yunshu's surprised face, Luo Wen patiently added an explanation: "I believe that the fonts that you and the prompter learned should be the same person? Please hand over that copybook, otherwise I will still Can't believe this... this painting is a fake."

The implication is that it is indeed unlikely that the words were written by Dong Beiyuan, but there must be copybooks as evidence!

On the other side, Li Yunshu was silent for a long while before he said leisurely: "The copybook... I lost it, how about I write another set for you?"

Luo Wen: "..."

Huo Dashao, who had a very low appearance rate: "..."

Mr. Li smiled helplessly, and sighed in his heart:

This imitation of my handwriting, how...how can I turn it into a copybook?