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Why is this He Yuxiu here? Xu Shaoqing quickly realized who this person was, and couldn't help frowning.

At this time, Yuan Jingshan who was beside He Yuxiu patted his shoulder with a palm, laughed heartily, and asked: "This is Mr. He Yuxiu from Kyoto, right? , what do you think of this painting?"

Yuan Jingshan's voice was so loud that almost everyone in the room could hear what he said. In an instant, the room became quiet.

He Yuxiu?

Xu Yuanzhu, who had been sitting at the back, couldn't help but raised his head. His lung disease didn't allow him to get in touch with the crowd too much, so he just sat at the back far away, wanting to wait until there were fewer people before going to the front to have a look.It's just that Wang Luping unexpectedly invited He Yuxiu who had just arrived in Ningpu, which really surprised him.He straightened up involuntarily and glanced ahead.He Yuxiu looked up at Yuan Jingshan, touched his chin, seemed to be thinking, and the people around became quiet, as if they also wanted to hear what he thought.

It was Cheng Xianhe who spoke out first, he sneered, and said: "What's the matter, Mr. He, he is usually so quick-spoken, and he doesn't give in to others, why can't he say a word now, I saw you I don’t know what to say about such a good painting? Or do you just dare to fool us people, but when you come to Mr. Wang, you don’t dare to speak?”

He Yuxiu only felt that Cheng Xianhe was too loud, so he frowned, and saw Cheng Xianhe standing opposite him, looking like he was watching a show.The people around could probably also see that there was a little rift between the two of them, and whispered, "What's wrong with them?"

"Hey, we don't know about that, I heard that they..."

Wang Luping stood aside and came over to smooth things over. He winked at Cheng Xianhe, then turned to He Yuxiu and said, "Mr. He, everyone is not an outsider. It's a fair tasting. You can say something casually." , don’t be too restrictive.”

He Yuxiu didn't pay attention to that Cheng Xianhe anymore. The other party wanted to make things difficult for him, so he could see it. Now that Wang Luping has given him a step down, he didn't want to make it too ugly with Cheng Xianhe and other villains here. He looked up at Wang Luping With a glance, he said: "Mr. Wang is lucky to receive such a good painting."

Cheng Xianhe sneered, and said sarcastically, "No, such masterpieces are beyond the reach of some painters."

He Yuxiu felt annoyed, and felt that this person was extremely annoying. He snorted coldly, "Then Mr. Cheng must have a very high level? If so, can you explain to He why the light and shadow in this painting are so prominent?"

With a light tap of his finger, he pointed to the monkey in the painting and asked.

Cheng Xianhe was stunned for a moment, followed his fingers, and saw that the monkey's brows were a little white, and the outline transition of the whole body was very natural, which was excellent at first glance. He hugged his chest and said, "Yi Yuanji's skills are superb, and the handling of the picture is naturally better than that of the monkey." Ordinary people are outstanding, I don't see anything wrong with the light and shadow, Mr. He just wants to say that the painting is fake?"

Wang Luping on the side was stunned when he heard the sound, and his face suddenly turned a little bit bad.

He Yuxiu looked at the painting, pointed to the monkey on it, and said: "He once saw a painting imitated by a Ming Dynasty, which was exactly Yi Yuanji's brushwork. Although the painting is also very good, the contrast between light and shadow and light and dark in the painting is outstanding, which is far from the painting in He Mou's impression."

He looked at the painting, no matter how weird it looked.

"People in the Song Dynasty drew their own paintings. Huizong watched the rose seasons and observed the changes of the four seasons, morning and evening. Yi Yuanji also often observed the details in the mountains. The monkey he painted is naturally one in a thousand. But if you look closely at this monkey, the whole body The light and shadow are prominent. Although realistic and vivid, it is not like Song Dynasty paintings. On the contrary, it has the flavor of Western paintings. There is still a difference between the authenticity of Chinese paintings and the realism of Western paintings. He Mou is acceptable, but in the Song Dynasty, did Song people paint like this?"

The smile at the corner of Wang Luping's mouth couldn't hold back, Yuan Jingshan became interested, "Oh? Brother He, what you mean is that this painting may be fake?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the hall, "What! Fake?"

He Yuxiu didn't answer the question. In fact, in his opinion, even if the painting was fake, he would not have made this trip in vain. After all, the painting is really good.But Cheng Xianhe was very annoying, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't say a few words to him. He didn't want to make the scene so ugly, but now it seems that he can't stop it.

"Impossible, Wang Luping has learned it personally, how can it be fake."

"Shh...who knows."

The reporter on the side took the photo at the right time, and Wang Luping's expression turned ugly for a moment, "Brother He, you can't do it without proof. Wang has really studied Yi Yuanji. If you want to say that Chinese painting is not realistic, Wang can't do it." Agree, this brushwork method is very similar to that of the Song people, and Yi Yuanji often wrote "Changsha assistant teacher Yi Yuanji's paintings" on his paintings. This is the reason why Wang insisted that this painting was painted by him. To put it bluntly, I’m afraid it’s not convincing.”

He Yuxiu nodded, "It's the same logic."

There were boos in the hall, "What are you doing..."

"However," He Yuxiu changed the subject, with clear eyes, "the imitation painting that He saw was also written by 'Changsha Assistant Teacher Yi Yuanji', Mr. Wang never thought about it, what if this...is also an imitation? So few Song paintings have been handed down from generation to generation, and once Jingkang changed, many Song paintings were destroyed at once, and there are so few paintings from Huizong, let alone this soft-spoken Yi Yuanji."

Wang Luping never imagined that this He Yuxiu came to mess things up.

But what He Yuxiu said, he really didn't think about it.As soon as these words came out, his face was a little ugly.With so many people in the hall right now, He Yuxiu's actions made him really feel a little bit embarrassed.

"Really, this painting, if you take a closer look, it does look a bit old-fashioned on purpose."

"Not to mention that I haven't discovered it yet, it's also my fault that I don't see many Song paintings."

"Haha, Brother Xie is really joking. I don't think I have seen many of these Song paintings. I thought this visit would be an eye-opener..."

Wang Luping was already a little angry. At this time, Cheng Xianhe hugged his chest and snorted coldly: "It seems that Brother He has to discuss the authenticity today. If you want to talk about the authenticity, everyone here must not be an expert in appraisal. If there is no result, if you want me to say it, I have to invite an expert."

He glanced at Wang Luping, and motioned to him imperceptibly.

Wang Luping was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Brother Cheng is right, everyone, please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, he strode out the door, leaving the people in the room looking at each other in blank dismay, "What's going on?"

The room was in chaos, and He Yuxiu could feel a lot of eyes on him. He straightened up, brushed off his clothes, and returned to his corner to sit again.

Xu Shaoqing's eyes also fell on that remote corner.

At this time, the sun is shining brightly. After the rainy season, the weather is a little better. It is no longer cloudy and rainy like the previous days. The sunlight shines through the window on the top of He Yuxiu's head. His hair color is very beautiful. It's black, but under the light, it reveals a little ochre, and the outline of the whole person looks much softer.He closed his eyes, and heard other people whispering about him. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but he could always feel Dao Dao's eyes.

There was one of them that he couldn't ignore no matter what.

He opened his eyes, his vision was a little hazy.

When it became a little clearer, he met the man's gaze.Most of the people who were invited to the palace had a bookish air about them. Those who read the Four Books and Five Classics usually liked to wear long robes and put on an air of old pedantry.The man in front of him was wearing a light-colored suit in the crowd, he was a bit conspicuous, not to mention that he was handsome, with broad shoulders and a high nose. He was a handsome young man, which inevitably aroused many people's attention.

Out of place.

This suit is out of place here.He Yuxiu thought.

The man kept one hand in his trouser pocket, and a not-so-obvious pocket watch chain was exposed from his suit vest pocket. He just stood there, looking at him motionless.

He Yuxiu's eyes gradually looked up from his dangling hand with sharp knuckles to the man's face.

To be honest, He Yuxiu is not very good at remembering people, but he will never forget this person's face no matter what.

Xu Shaoqing.

He even remembered his name clearly.

The remaining drowsiness was instantly dispelled, and he gave Xu Shaoqing a hard look, without saying a word, he closed his eyes again.

Xu Shaoqing glanced at him, didn't speak, and went straight to his seat.

Seeing him coming, Xu Yuanzhu looked along and saw He Yuxiu again, "Did you see Mr. He?"

"Who?"

"Stop playing dumb for me."

"Do you still think he is the kind of person who will ask for a painting?"

Xu Shaoqing picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, "Seeing is believing."

Xu Yuanzhu sighed, and then laughed shortly: "Heh... I also believed this sentence when I was young."

Xu Shaoqing glanced at him, "Why, you have to teach others with your decades of experience again."

"You..." Xu Yuanzhu was at a loss for words, he paused for a while before sighing, and said, "Yes, you are old and have your own ideas and creeds. Believe in yourself too much, and once you believe in yourself too much, you will make mistakes."

"If I were you, I would apologize to Mr. He."

Xu Shaoqing frowned, feeling more and more ridiculous, "You really believe in He Yuxiu so much?"

Xu Yuanzhu paused, did not speak, and walked towards He Yuxiu leaning on crutches.

Xu Shaoqing's face was like water, and he looked deeply at Xu Yuanzhu's back, and didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Mr. He, we met again." Xu Yuanzhu called him.

He Yuxiu heard a familiar voice, and when she turned around, it was the gentleman she met in front of Huayang Painting Hall a few days ago.I didn't expect to meet him here, and after chatting for a few words, I found that the person in front of me also came for this painting.

"Mr. He, do you really think this painting is fake?" Xu Yuanzhu asked.

He Yuxiu shook her head, "I'm just speaking based on some knowledge and experience. He is not an expert in appraising antiquities. Looking at the painting, I really have some doubts in my heart, and I was ridiculed by some people before I said a few words."

These people naturally refer to Cheng Xianhe.

But at this time, Cheng Xianhe and Wang Luping stood outside the house, their expressions were not very good-looking.

Wang Luping looked at Cheng Xianhe, who didn't seem to be kind in the house at all. With a gloomy face, he asked scoldingly: "Expert, what kind of expert are you asking for? What's your idea?"

Cheng Xianhe shook his head, glanced left and right, and persuaded: "Mr. Lu Ping, don't be angry, just listen to me and you slowly."

"Not angry? Why am I not angry, if this painting..." He paused, looked back, and lowered his voice, "What if this painting is really fake?"

"Ningpu appraisal expert, tell me, who are you going to invite? Who will come? Jin Xiuchen, according to his noble temperament, if he comes, if he says that this painting is really fake, then Many people, do you still want my face?"

Wang Luping had to admit that after being told by He Yuxiu just now, he himself did not dare to say whether the painting was real or fake.If it's fake, then he invited so many people to view the painting under the name of Yi Yuanji, it's really embarrassing.But if it is true, He Yuxiu said it just now, obviously many people have doubted it, and he may not be convincing if he says it now.

Cheng Xianhe patted him on the shoulder, "Mr. Lu Ping, don't worry, Xianhe knows what kind of temperament Mr. Jin is, but... Ningpu is not the only one who can identify him, I think... Wei Chengan It's not bad."

"Wei Cheng'an? You mean..."

Cheng Xianhe looked left and right, and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Lu Ping, I understand your worries. Let me be honest with you. Mr. Wei and I have some sort of personal friendship. The old man has no hobbies in his life, but he is good." Wine, if Mr. Lu Ping is willing to give away a few bottles of your private collection of old wine, and then let me lead the way, it will be very easy for Mr. Wei to change his mouth..."

The sun was gradually rising, and it was almost noon. Everyone gathered in a room, and they could sit down and say a few words calmly at first, but they couldn't help becoming irritable when they waited and waited.

"Why, where did this Wang Luping go, and we are left here without seeing anyone, what's going on?"

"yes…"

He Yuxiu never thought that Wang Luping would be so busy with his own words. Someone in the crowd shouted, "Hey, I'm talking about He Yuxiu, are you reliable with your words? Is this painting real or fake?"

He Yuxiu frowned, and before he could speak, he heard Wang Luping's laughter, and saw Wang Luping walking in from a distance from the courtyard, "It's true or not, you need someone with a discerning eye to see it."

He Yuxiu looked up and saw Wang Luping striding into the room, looked left and right, then bowed, and said: "Sorry, everyone has waited for a long time, and Wang will punish himself with three cups of apology later. Wang knows he can't sweep away Everyone's interest, let everyone see a fake painting, brother Yuxiu's confusion naturally needs to be resolved, I know that everyone here may also have some doubts, so Wang specially invited Mr. Wei to show it, and let everyone wait so long Long time, please bear with me.”

At this time, the steward of the palace came in and whispered a few words in Wang Luping's ear, and Wang Luping nodded, "Please hurry up."

Mr. Wei is almost seventy years old. He has a gray beard and wears a pair of glasses. He is the young prince of the previous dynasty. Although he is not very powerful, he has loved calligraphy and painting since he was a child. Because he is a member of the royal family, he has seen many As far as the authentic work is concerned, Mr. Wei has a high reputation in the literati circle in Ningpu, no less than that of Jin Xiuchen. It's just that he has been hiding from people due to his illness in the past two years, and rarely appears on such occasions. How could Wang Luping invite And when he came out, the people were astonished,

Cheng Xianhe came in with Mr. Wei.

Cheng Xianhe pretended to glance at He Yuxiu casually, with a sly smile on his lips.

He Yuxiu looked at the old man Wei, but he didn't notice Cheng Xianhe, but Xu Shaoqing took in Cheng Xianhe's every move.