After reaching the pinnacle of life, cheats came [Entertainment Circle]

Fraud is not a simple matter.

In particular, what I want to make is an ancient painting thousands of years ago. A knowledgeable person can infer it from the paper and ink.

Old Master Lian knew that Liancheng wanted to imitate Wu Daozi's "Picture of the Heavenly King Sending His Son", so he immediately scolded him bloody.But he laughed again, praising Liancheng as worthy of being a descendant of the Lian family.

When he came to the underground secret room, Liancheng was shocked again when he saw a batch of ancient painting papers that were sealed well.

"Our family, how did we start our business in the first place, do you know?"

The old man Lian stroked the sealed box containing the drawing paper, and seemed to be nostalgic: "There is a genius in the ancestor of the Lian family. He is so talented that he can imitate the works of famous masters. The whole family fled to Jingling, took over the past activities, and really strengthened the Lian family by themselves."

"But in the end, the ancestor's cooking skills are not forgotten even by the family. Every generation of the family suzerain will collect the drawing paper and seal it up."

He asked Liancheng to open the camphorwood box, revealing a stack of paper: "This batch of paper is from the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty."

The paper is delicate and white, and it is the best rice paper.

The oldest paper collected by the Lian family is the paper from the reign of Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty.But a few are enough.

Liancheng took out the paper, and followed his father out of the secret room with a box in his arms.

After coming out, old man Lian took Liancheng and chatted with Liancheng for most of the night, and Liancheng's three views exploded. After a long time, Lianjia was not only a collection family on the surface, but also a fake family?

In addition to imprinting, profiling, imitation, and forging, the forgery process also pays special attention to the artist's original rubbings, nickname, and money, etc. Liancheng's father said it clearly.

After sleeping for three hours, Lian Le waited on Lian Cheng to take a bath and change clothes, then burned incense and sat in meditation for a while, then changed into a clean white robe, her black hair tied up high.

Liancheng gently moved his hands, feeling a little apprehensive.He wasn't sure how far this body's habitual memory would allow him to go.

Wu Daozi's "The Picture of Heavenly King Sending His Son", an authentic ancient painting more than a thousand years ago, is placed in front of Liancheng.With a concentrated expression, he memorized the details of the painting one by one in his heart.

After half a stick of incense, Liancheng sealed the painting again.Before there is no scientific means to protect it, every second of exposure to the air is burning its life.

And Liancheng felt a little more certain at this time.

He was all too familiar with the painting.

"The Picture of Heavenly King Sending His Son" was created under the influence of the prevailing Buddhist environment in the Tang Dynasty. It originated from Buddhist scriptures. The whole picture is divided into three parts...

The moment he picked up the paintbrush, Liancheng's demeanor changed suddenly.

Lian Le looked at the second young master of his family through the hollowed-out window, only felt that the white clothes were more snowy, and the black hair was as cloudy, as if a fairy descended from the earth, so he couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

The Japanese entered the city, and Jingling began martial law.After Yu Lingqiu and Liancheng separated, they didn't stay idle.

He found an old hunter who was familiar with the situation in the back mountain, and found thirteen porters, and planned to sneak into the back mountain four days later at night to transport the medicinal materials out.

Four days later is the day he and Liancheng made an appointment, but why is there no movement from Liancheng?

In the past few days, the interrogation in the city has been very strict, and even his home has been raided and interrogated several times by the Japanese army.

The home of Chairman Huang of the Jingling Chamber of Commerce is heavily guarded.

Qing Hechuan sat at the head of the main hall. Huang Shouhe, the chairman of the chamber of commerce, was a middle-aged man with a fat head and round face. He nodded and bowed his head and stood below: "Yes, that's right. The Lian family does have many peerless treasures, and everyone in Jingling knows it."

The translator told Qing Hechuan, Qing Hechuan's eyes were dark, and he smiled and said: "Master Liu really didn't lie to me. He refused to hand over the books to the imperial army last time, so I had to set them on fire. But I don't know who When it was sent back to China, Fujiwara-kun was very angry and sent away [-] soldiers under my command."

"I hope the Lian family can get to know each other better this time. Otherwise, I don't mind if the tragedy of the Liu family happens again."

Wearing white gloves, he picked up the teacup, took a sip and put it down heavily.

Boss Huang felt his heart sinking into the abyss, and his fat face was full of smiles: "Yes, yes, yes, I will definitely warn the Lian family and let them take out the best things to worship the prince."

"Like, really like." Wearing glasses, Feng carefully looked at "The Picture of the Heavenly King Sending a Child" under the sun. The majestic king and the graceful goddess are vivid in the painting.

As early as two days ago, Liancheng drew this painting.The rest of the workmanship is done by Mr. Lian and Mr. Feng together.

Fortunately, the painting is almost full of line drawing, and there is not much coloring, which saves the process of fake paint.

And what is placed in front of everyone now is a copy of "The Picture of Sending a Child". Even the butler stroked his goatee, squinted his eyes, and praised with a thumbs up: "It really looks like it, and I can't tell the difference."

Old Man Lian laughed triumphantly, patted Lian Cheng on the back and said triumphantly, "Cheng'er has not been abandoned all these years, Old Man Liu taught him very well."

"Don't look at the simple composition of this painting, in fact, the most important thing is the artistic conception. And Chenger can be painted like this, it can be said that 'the cicada's wings are the most important, and the weight is the lightest', which has already been transformed."

"Presumably the Japanese can't see it either?" Mrs. Feng was also very happy. Wouldn't it be nice to hand over this painting in exchange for a way out.

"Not in a hurry, there is one more step." Liancheng knew that it would be difficult to tell the authenticity of this painting without professional detection tools, but if the painting was sent out too easily, the Japanese would inevitably be suspicious.

Before Liancheng could figure out where to borrow the wall ladder, Boss Huang from the chamber of commerce came to Lian's house.

He wasn't the only one who came this time, almost all the big bosses in the Jingling Chamber of Commerce came, crowding the living room of Lian's family.

The ones with heads and faces sit on the chairs, while the ones with lower status stand behind.

The old man Lian sat in the middle, his eyelids raised, he looked old and thin, he said half-deadly after a while, "The Lian family split up a few months ago, and they quit the chamber of commerce long ago, what are you guys doing here today? "

It was good that he didn't mention it, everyone hated it.Who would have known that this old fox was so perceptive, before the Japanese came, he separated the family and let the family run away at a little trouble.

Now sitting in this main hall, who is not a family member who wants to survive under the hands of the Japanese?

As a result, the secrets of survival are still in the hands of those who have nothing to worry about.

Boss Huang noticed the dignified atmosphere, laughed and said, "I heard that your son came back a few days ago? After all, we are also his uncles. We haven't seen each other for many years. Bring some gifts today."

Liancheng was standing next to his father, calm and breezy, with a gentle smile on his face, he nodded at Boss Huang: "Thank you, Uncle Shi, for your concern."

"Wake up, why don't you still play this trick any time now." The owner of Mipu Commercial Bank Qian couldn't bear his temper, "The Japanese are almost scolding their mothers on their faces, and you are still dawdling here. Even the old man, I Just to ask you, don’t you have a lot of rare things in your home? It just so happens that the Japanese like it. You can just take it out and give it to the Japanese, and it will save you from suffering!”

Liancheng raised his head innocently and said, "Don't Shishu's also have it? Why don't you take it?"

Boss Qian was heartbroken, why didn't he take it!The Japanese surrounded his house as soon as they entered the city, and all the dozens of shops in the city were sealed, and all the rice and grain were confiscated without giving him a single silver dollar.He just wants to send the Japanese away as soon as possible.

"Ah." The old man Lian sighed, with a lonely expression on his face, "It's not like you don't know that the family is separated, and they are all separated. Look at this hall, not even a Ming Dynasty vase is left for the family. What else do I have?" Good things for the Japanese?"

"But... don't we still have a painting from the Tang Dynasty at home?"

Liancheng spoke quickly, extremely confused.

"You! What are you talking about! There are no paintings of the Tang Dynasty at home, but your second uncle took them away! It's gone!" Even the old man wanted to stand up and cover the mouth of the prodigal son, so anxious that he started coughing again.

Liancheng realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly explained: "No, I made a mistake just now, it wasn't from the Tang Dynasty."

Everyone's faces were filled with relief, the Lian family really gave birth to a good son.

Boss Huang kindly stepped forward to pat Mr. Lian on the back, smiling treacherously: "Boss Lian, don't pretend to be confused. Don't you know what Mr. Liu has to do with you and how he died? Since you still have the goods at home, you might as well hand them over to save your life."

He looked up at the guilt-ridden Liancheng, and said, "What's more, there is your stupid son, no matter how stupid he is, he is your own son."

Even the old man was trembling with trembling hands, unable to speak.

"Father... are you okay?" Liancheng pretended not to dare to go forward, for fear that the old man would jump up and hit him.But I thought in my heart, this old man's acting skills are really good.

"Nephew, your father is fine, he just wants to save your family's life, so he is excited."

Boss Huang was smiling, and the atmosphere in the hall became more relaxed.

Old Man Lian regained his composure, gave Liancheng a goofy look, and said angrily, "Okay. Isn't it just a painting? We even got married, but you can't take advantage of any good things, right? If the Japanese don't take If you have a knife, you will not run to me."

"In my opinion, you can save your life by borrowing this painting from me. Why don't you do me a favor and send my stupid son out of the city as well."

How is this different from what was said in the plan?

Liancheng frowned slightly, but didn't dare to interrupt his father.

"What's so difficult about this? No matter how powerful the Japanese are, can a strong dragon overwhelm a local snake?"

Even if the old man didn't say anything, they have been trying to find ways to secretly send the children out of the city these days.

The cunning rabbit still has three caves, let alone humans?

After Boss Huang left, Liancheng looked at his father with a face of disapproval: "Father, why is this different from what you said?"

Old Man Lian said with a straight face: "Why, I can still watch you go to die with my own eyes?"

"You have to go, take Lian Le with you. Dad is better than you at delivering paintings."

Even the old man was so determined that he refused to let Liancheng stay.

Even Feng Shi and Lian Butler also acquiesced.

It seems that they have already agreed to leave hope to the children.