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When they saw the Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival just now, the old men had already made up their minds. And the gourd seal of the Royal Book that appeared now added a heavy weight to their judgment.

However, Yang Jing still reminded the old men who were arguing about the gourd seal of the Royal Book, Let's see what the last silk copy is.

Yang Jing's reminder calmed down the old men, and Mr. Guo, who was blushing and thick-necked with Mr. Huang just now, put on his white gloves again, and gently opened the roll of silk.

To the surprise of the old men, this volume of silk is not calligraphy and painting, but a silk volume similar to a letter of introduction.

In the first year of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Zhang Zhengdao of the Hanlin Academy presented a painting to the official family. The official family was very happy with this painting, so they wrote a five-character inscription with their own handwriting, called A Picture of Shanghe During the Qingming Festival, and received this painting in the inner palace. After that, more than ten Year after year, officials often invite someone to appreciate this painting.

In the sixth year of Xuanhe, the official family took the Zen position, and the prince ascended the throne. Unexpectedly, the Jin people turned their backs on their promises, tore up the alliance on the sea, and sent troops to the south, even defeating Zhongshan, Zhending Mansion, and Xinde Mansion. On the third day of the first month of the first year of Jingkang, the Supreme Emperor brought Cai You and several servants to Zhenjiang, and the later Jin people conquered the Yellow River and surrounded Bianjing.

Bianjing was shocked three times a day and was in danger. However, because the city was high and the river was deep, the Jin people besieged it several times but failed, and finally took King Su as a hostage and retreated. The Supreme Emperor then returned to Bianjing.

Because the Jin people besieged Bianjing, the Supreme Emperor panicked, ordered a certain person to enter the palace, and agreed with a certain person that a copy of The Picture of the River on the Qingming Festival should be placed in the inner mansion by a certain person, and the original work would be brought out by a certain person. handed over to someone.

A certain person deeply felt that the responsibility was heavy, and spent three months imitating a picture of Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival and handed it over to the inner government. Carry it with you. In September of the first year of Jingkang, the Jinren went south again, and at the end of the month, Ke Zhengding decided, a certain person left Beijing and went south with his family under the entrustment of the Supreme Emperor.

Passing through Jiangning, a certain person feared that he would bear the entrustment of the Supreme Emperor, so he made Jiangning Dajiang Tu, and hid the original Qingming Shanghe Tu and the emperor's royal script in the scroll, and left his third son to bring Jiangning Dajiang Tu to hide in the scroll. Jiangning Mansion.

If someone's descendants see this letter, I hope they can understand his difficulties.

The final inscription is Zhao Danian in Jiangning Mansion, October of the first year of Jingkang.

As soon as the letter came out, the old men fell silent.

As for the Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival, by this time there was almost no need for appraisal.

They all knew that Zhao Lingrang's character was Da Nian, so the origin of this letter is self-evident.

Jiangning Dajiang Tu is the authentic work of Zhao Lingrang, which is enough to rely on Xiao Lao's identification; the gourd seal of the Royal Book is also genuine, and the five old men have jointly identified it. In addition to this letter written by Zhao Lingrang, all the evidence proves that the Along the River During the Qingming Festival hidden in another scroll is indeed Zhang Zeduan's authentic work.

Especially this letter written by Zhao Lingrang is enough to wipe out all the doubts about Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival in history.

Of course, after confirming that these things are true, the five old men are also a little bit sad.

They have read the fragments of Along the River During the Qingming Festival collected in the Palace Museum for most of their lives, but they did not expect that the Along the River During the Qingming Festival, which is recognized as the authentic work of Zhang Zeduan, is actually just an imitation of Zhao Lingrang.

Yang Jing took over the high-definition 4K portable digital camera from Liu Minghan, and took several close-ups of the gourd seal of the Royal Book and the letter from Zhao Lingrang. The storage card, and asked Xiao Lao with a smile: Second Master, all the things have been photographed in this card today. With this thing, there must be no need to invite so many experts to appraise it together?

Mr. Xiao shook his head with a helpless smile and said, There is no need for an appraisal. If there is such strong evidence that this painting Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival cannot be proved, then this painting should not be appraised at all. Love so and so.

Those four masters, and Mr. Huang, I have put away this painting.

Several old men looked at the Along the River During the Qingming Festival longingly. How much they wanted to see it again. But they also knew that this painting was too precious, and it was best for the apprentice to put it away.

However, Mr. Huang was still a little unwilling to give up, and asked, Xiao Jing, what do you plan to do with this painting? Are you keeping it for yourself or are you planning to transfer it?

Transfer? Mr. Huang, don't be joking. This is A Picture of Shanghe on the Qingming Festival. Tianqu, my hometown, will build a comprehensive private museum, then this painting will be the treasure of my museum.”

Hearing what Yang Jing said, Mr. Huang was completely at a loss.

While carefully rolling up the painting, Yang Jing looked at the four masters who looked reluctant. In the end, he handed the rolled up painting to the second master Xiao Lao.

Xiao Jing, what do you mean? Elder Xiao was stunned.

Second Master, if I don't allow you to see this painting tonight, you probably won't be able to sleep tonight. That would be a great sin. Therefore, in order to avoid further sins, I still let you Appreciate the painting.

After a pause, Yang Jing continued: I plan to go to Algeria in North Africa in the past two days. I need to go over there to deal with some business. This painting is so precious that I dare not take it with me. Besides, this painting Paintings are also not allowed to leave the country. So, let’s keep this painting with you for the time being. It’s okay, you can let your old friends come over to appreciate it. After my private museum is up, I will put this painting in mine To the museum. Do you think so?

When Mr. Xiao heard this, he was overjoyed immediately, but then he said with a frowning face: You boy is embarrassing me. Needless to say, this painting in my hands will not exceed tomorrow, and the courtyard will definitely know. Oh, you boy! It's really embarrassing for me.

Mr. Liu patted Mr. Xiao on the shoulder and said: You old guy, you are so good at getting cheap. If the courtyard asks you for this painting, you will not refuse it! This is Xiaojing's painting, you have to stick to it Your principles.

Mr. Guo smiled and said: If the courtyard dares to force it, the three of us old brothers will accompany you to resign. Anyway, I have already passed the retirement age, and the retirement has already been done. If the courtyard dares to make a move , old man, I will risk my life with Lao Shan!

Cai Yi said: Well, call me when the time comes, count me in!

Huang Lao also laughed and said, As long as I can see this painting every day, I will help you deal with the old order!

The old Shan they are talking about is the dean of the museum. He also came to the four old men's acceptance ceremony this morning, and he was still eating at the main table with Mr. Lu, Mr. Geng and Mr. Yang at noon. rice.

Although Mr. Liu smiled and said nothing, his eyes were extremely firm.

Mr. Xiao said: You are putting me on the fire to roast! But then again, for this painting, you can roast me. My old man doesn't have much meat on his body, let alone oil and water. Nothing good comes out. People who bury their necks in the dirt, don't care about these!

After saying that, the old man turned his head and said to Yang Jing: Xiao Jing, you can safely leave this painting with Second Master. Before your museum opens, I promise to return this painting to you in its original form. .”

Second Master, you can appreciate it slowly. After my museum opens, there will still be some good things for you to appreciate.

Old Xiao shook his head and said, I can see the authentic painting of Along the River During the Qingming Festival in this lifetime. Even if my old man dies tomorrow, he can still rest in peace.

Several old men nodded one after another, agreeing with Mr. Xiao's words very much.

For a master who has been immersed in the antique business all his life, especially in ancient calligraphy and painting, there is probably nothing better than appreciating the authentic Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival all day long.

Don't say that Xiao is old, everyone in this big circle is probably like this.

What are you talking about? Your body is in great shape now, no worse than a young man, maybe tomorrow morning you will be able to stand up to the sky? Yang Jing chuckled and made a small joke on the second master.

The old men laughed out loud, and Mr. Xiao stared, seemingly furious.

Yang Jing whispered to himself, Why? Don't believe me? You will know tomorrow morning. This disciple is not talking nonsense. You are really a disciple, and your busy work in the afternoon is wasted.

Only then did the old men remember Yang Jing's exhausted appearance in the afternoon, and suddenly remembered the lightness in his body after finishing the conditioning in the afternoon.

The old men looked at each other, and their eyes couldn't help showing a meaning—could it be that what Xiao Jing said was true?

Alas, there is really no way to do this. All male animals, especially men, no matter how old they are, hope to regain their youth in that respect.

A small joke made the atmosphere more active. The elder brother on the side said: Dad, uncles, it's all over now, shall we go out for a late-night snack?

Today, Liu Minghan was an eye-opener, and finally understood why his father and three other famous people joined forces to accept Yang Jing as his disciple. Liu Minghan is also a rich man with a net worth of tens of billions. In addition, he was influenced by his father since he was a child. Now he is very concerned about collecting this piece. Of course he knows the status of Along the River During the Qingming Festival in the hearts of Chinese people in China and even around the world.

He really didn't expect to see the legendary Along the River During the Qingming Festival today, and it is also an authentic work of the Eight Classics!

So he simply turned down a very important invitation at night, even turned off his mobile phone, and has been busy with the old men until now - it's almost twelve o'clock.

Liu Minghan didn't know if he didn't say it. After saying this, the old men realized that it was almost twelve o'clock. Not to mention, after Yang Jing's recuperation in the afternoon, these old men didn't feel tired at all, and with this sudden painting of Along the River During Qingming Festival, now these old men are very excited.

However, people are like iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. They didn't feel anything because of the excitement just now, but now that they have relaxed, everyone feels that their stomachs are about to rebel.

Mr. Liu said to his son: Look at the arrangement, try to be as light as possible.

Mr. Xiao waved his hand and said, I won't go. Xiao Jing gave this painting to me. I don't dare to go out to eat like this. Minghan, you arrange a car for me, and I have to put the painting away. Go back to the treasure room of my house. This thing is on your body, like a dynamite bag, so be on high alert!

There was laughter again in the room.