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Seeing Hong Yang's panicked eyes, Huang Xingyun laughed. He walked slowly to the showcase of "Valley of Splendid Flowers" with his hands behind his back, pointed to the ancient book behind the glass, and said loudly, "This book is a forgery!"

People coming and going in the exhibition hall stopped and turned to look at him.

Song Wenyuan turned around when he heard the sound, and when he saw Huang Xingyun wearing a black double-breasted jacket, he couldn't help but sneered, "Mr. Huang, this is "The Valley of Splendid Flowers."

Huang Xingyun smiled calmly, ""The Valley of Splendid Ten Thousand Flowers" is known as the largest Song edition book at home and abroad. Its value and status are unrivaled. How dare Huaixinlou dare to forge this book and openly announce it to the public? Song Wenyuan, you You can kill him with your heart."

"Are you crazy?" Kang Tianzhen chased after him, "Orange Huang, if you talk nonsense again, do you believe I called the security guard?"

Huang Xingyun looked at him, his old eyes were full of pity and intolerance, and he said earnestly, "Xiao Tianzhen, you have been deceived by Song Wenyuan. He is not a bibliophile worthy of your following, but an antique liar who deceives the world."

"Fuck your mother!" Kang Tianzhen cursed, "Song Wenyuan's respect for antiques is [-] times stronger than yours. You are the liar of antiques, you black-hearted profiteer!"

"Hey... why are you so obsessed with ghosts?" Huang Xingyun shook his head, he looked up at the people gathered around like a tide, smiled heartily, and said loudly, "My friends in the collection industry, I hope that Mr. Huang will not disturb your work." Yaxing, but there is one thing that I have to expose, this is a disgrace to our painting and calligraphy collection industry, and it is the scum of the entire Nanjing antique shop!"

Hong Yang rushed over and lowered his voice angrily, "Mr. Huang, do you know what you are doing?"

"Of course I know," Huang Xingyun looked at him with pity and laughed, "Little friend, you should understand that you have to pay the price for your own decisions, and no one can forgive others so easily. Mistake, haha."

Hong Yang's face darkened instantly, and he said in a deep voice, "Are you going to cross the river and demolish the bridge?"

"No, no, where are you thinking?" Huang Xingyun smiled kindly, "We just help you see the road under your feet."

Hong Yang subconsciously looked at his feet, his eyes suddenly became painful.

Everyone didn't know what these two people were talking in a low voice, but they were very curious after hearing Huang Xingyun's wild words just now. After all, he is a master in the field of calligraphy and painting collection, and now he is directly targeting "Splendid Ten Thousand Flowers Valley". Curious.

Mr. Jiang, the chief organizer of this exhibition, saw this, frowned, walked over, and asked lightly, "Which song is Mr. Huang singing?"

"Mr. Jiang," Huang Xingyun greeted with a smile, "I am very sorry that I disrupted Mr. Jiang's carefully planned exhibition in order to crack down on counterfeiting."

"I'm sorry, are you still looking for trouble?" Kang Tianzhen snapped back, "Stuffed up? You must be sick, why did you catch us Song Wenyuan biting you, don't you have rabies?"

A series of curses burst out, and Huang Xingyun's smile froze, "How do you talk, kid? The old man dared to expose Song Wenyuan's fraud at such a grand exhibition, of course there is evidence."

Hong Yang frowned, "Mr. Huang, I suggest you think twice and act cautiously."

Huang Xingyun just smiled and said nothing.

The onlookers yelled, "Old Huang, don't be fooled, tell me quickly, why do you say this book is fake?"

Song Wenyuan walked over and looked at Huang Xingyun calmly. He has been an apprentice in Xiaoxuan Chuang since he was 14 years old. He knows everything about this old man. , Subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the ancient books in the showcase.

"Hehe," a mocking voice suddenly came from beside my ear.

Song Wenyuan turned his head quickly and saw Huang Xingyun smiling at him, his old eyes gleaming with resentment, this old man really hated him.

A warm hand came over and held his own. Song Wenyuan lowered his head and saw Kang Tianzhen's foolish smile. He couldn't help but lighten his heart, and smiled calmly, "Mr. It’s true, just relying on your old-fashioned words, you probably can’t judge its authenticity.”

"I can't judge by myself. Is there no one who can judge?" Huang Xingyun stretched out his hand and pulled an elderly man in the crowd up the steps. Then he invited two scholars and said loudly, "These three are all You are a well-known bibliophile, do you think you are qualified to judge the authenticity of this book?"

Song Wenyuan frowned slightly. The three scholars invited by Huang Xingyun on the spot were all respected and respected old book collectors in the painting and calligraphy collection circle. Logically, they would never be bought by him. did it come out?

Huang Xingyun's face was radiant, and he said to Mr. Jiang, "Please ask the staff to open the display cabinet, and let the three masters present a public appreciation."

Mr. Jiang was expressionless, his eyes lingered on his old face for a moment, looked at Song Wenyuan, hesitated for a long time, people couldn't help but began to urge, and then said to the staff, "Open."

40 volumes of ancient books in "Valley of Splendid Flowers" were taken out of the safe. Because the preservation of ancient books has high environmental requirements, the auction house specially separated a special area on the booth for three bibliophiles to appreciate in public.

I didn't expect such a farce to happen in such a good exhibition. People whispered to each other, and some people kept pointing at Song Wenyuan.

Kang Tianzhen gritted his teeth, and tried to rush forward several times to argue, but was stopped by Song Wenyuan. He turned his head angrily, looked at Song Wenyuan's expressionless face, and growled, "This old bastard is too deceitful!!!"

"The clean is clear," Song Wenyuan said indifferently. He has a gentle temperament, and he has a calm and unhurried demeanor when he stops casually.

Kang Tianzhen looked into his eyes, and his mood gradually calmed down. He clenched Song Wenyuan's hand, looked at the appreciation area on the booth, and lowered his voice, "What gave this old bastard confidence?"

Song Wenyuan said softly, "But there is nothing wrong with our books, isn't it? In the temple, we personally authenticated them. The masters in the temple are dedicated to the Buddha, and they will never do anything to forge ancient books."

"Well," Kang Tianzhen nodded heavily, "The one who cleans up cleans himself!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd. Kang Tianzhen turned around suddenly, and saw three bibliophiles on the booth showing their appraisal results. On the three appraisal certificates, it was written in black and white—false.

"No! It's impossible!" Kang Tianzhen yelled. He broke free from Song Wenyuan's shackles, rushed to the booth, looked down at the stacks of ancient books, "It can't be fake, I have personally identified it, and my identification has never been wrong. ..."

Huang Xingyun's face was full of righteousness, he patted the booth vigorously, held up the testimonials of the bibliophiles, and said loudly, "Did you see that the three masters all agreed that they were all certified as false, Song Wenyuan, what else do you have to say?"

People turned their heads and looked at Song Wenyuan behind the crowd.

Song Wenyuan stood expressionlessly, looked at Huang Xingyun with calm eyes, slowly smiled, and said with a calm smile, "There must be a misunderstanding here."

"Haha, black and white, can you still deny it?" Huang Xingyun poked his finger at the ancient books on the booth and laughed, "There is no impenetrable wall in the world. If you dare to make fakes, you will leave evidence and bear the consequences!"

"I only have one sentence," Song Wenyuan walked up to the booth calmly, looked him straight in the eyes, and said loudly, "I didn't fake anything."

Huang Xingyun laughed wildly, "In front of the three old seniors, you dare to talk nonsense! Three elders, please explain to everyone, how did you discover the flaw?"

An old silver-haired bibliophile adjusted his glasses, and said slowly, "The Song version of the book is rich in color, firm in texture, and vivid in style. The word count, title, volume, and name of the publisher are recorded on the center of the block. The lines are wide and the characters are sparse... These are noticed when the forgery is made, but the real Song version has a light fragrance and pure ink color, because the ancient ink used by Gaiyin is of high quality, and the ink of this book is a flaw, there are too many Craftsmanship reveals its true identity as a contemporary imitation."

"How is this possible..." Kang Tianzhen was shocked. Without putting on his gloves, he opened an old book and picked up a magnifying glass to examine it carefully. A few minutes later, the magnifying glass slipped from his hand and fell on the booth with a clanging sound. .

He looked up at Song Wenyuan, his eyes full of despair.

Song Wenyuan's heart sank, and he walked over quickly, picked up the magnifying glass and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly raised his head, and said loudly, "This book has been swapped!"

"Impossible!" Hong Yang said loudly, "It's impossible to be swapped! Wen Yuan, this book is under our strict guard. How could it be swapped?"

Song Wenyuan glanced past him with complicated eyes, landed on Huang Xingyun, and muttered, "But it is indeed fake."

"You admit it!" Huang Xingyun shouted excitedly, waving his arms and shouted to the onlookers, "The books in Huaixinlou are fake, contemporary fakes! This is a deception to the public and a mockery of antiques. , is an insult to the entire collection industry!!! Song Wenyuan, don't you apologize?"

Song Wenyuan strode up to the crowd, suppressed everyone's clamor with both hands, and said in a loud voice, "The appraisal of the three bibliophiles is not wrong. The "Valley of Splendid Ten Thousand Flowers" displayed here is indeed a fake, but it is not from Huaixinlou. The collection, the genuine product has been swapped, this is a conspiracy!"

"Yes, a conspiracy!" Kang Tianzhen jumped out and pointed at Huang Xingyun, "It's someone's conspiracy! Where did you hide the real thing? Hurry up and hand it over! Don't wait until the police raid your house!"

Huang Xingyun took a step back and said with a smile, "Xiao Tianzhen, the truth has been revealed, are you still unwilling to wake up?"

Kang Tianzhen looked at him angrily, "I wish this was a nightmare!"

Song Wenyuan's handsome face showed no trace of panic or embarrassment. He looked at everyone calmly, with a calm expression, and said in a deep voice, "Song and Huaixinlou failed everyone's trust when something like this happened, but please trust Huaixin Xinlou, believe me, we will definitely be able to investigate the matter clearly and let the real truth be revealed to the world!"