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"Is it the real thing?"
"How can it be¡¡"
Lin Xiyan only covered her lips with her small hands, and looked at Luo Yun in disbelief.
"Impossible! How can there be a clear sea chart in this world!"
"Going into the sea to catch turtles on Qingming Festival?"
"Is it a ghost??"
Ouyang Ce was 100% sure, "This is absolutely fake!!"
"Yes, Mr. Qi."
Some ancient painting collectors pointed out, "There is neither the thin gold inscription created by Song Huizong on it, nor the small seal of Shuanglong. How can it be real!"
"Oh, that's what I'm wondering too."
Qi Heishi shook his head while holding the canvas, and then slowly raised his head to look at Luo Yun, "Can you clarify, my friend? Where did this painting come from?"
The audience is watching.
All eyes were on Luo Yun, even the auction was suspended.
"Hmph, I want to see how you explain"
Ouyang Ce folded his arms and snorted coldly.
Just listening, Luo Yun glanced at Ouyang Ce first, and said quietly, "First of all, the word 'Qingming' in "A Picture of Shanghe During the Qingming Festival" has nothing to do with Qingming Festival."
"Qingming means the meaning of a peaceful and prosperous age, that is, political clarity."
"Shanghe refers to the Bianhe River within Bianliang, the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty at that time. It corresponds to the 'Xiahai' area that was rich in pearls on the southeast coast at that time. Some people do not have enough knowledge and culture, so they should stop talking, so as not to make people laugh."
Hearing this, Ouyang Ce's old face immediately blushed, "Luo Yun, you!"
"Pfft!"
Tang Yafei almost burst out laughing, but cast an admiring look at Luo Yun.
She didn't expect this martial idiot to know some history.
"Hmph, without the emperor's seal and inscription, no matter how good the painting is, it's still a piece of trash!"
Ouyang Ce insisted on this.
Luo Yun immediately walked to the middle of the picture scroll, pointed with his hand, "Who said there is no seal? There is one here!"
Everyone hurriedly gathered around, only to see a black and white seal the size of a baby's palm on the top of the middle of the scroll.
"Impermanence?"
Qi Heishi read out the words on the seal, and frowned deeply.
Everyone around was also thinking with their chins on their hands.
"What the hell is impermanence?"
"In history, I have never heard of an emperor or everyone in the literary world called impermanence."
"And the ancient seals, aren't they all red?"
Ouyang Ce just wanted to taunt!
I saw Qi Heishi frowning, his eyes brightened, "So that's how it is! That's how it is!"
"I understand!!"
Everyone was shocked.
Qi Liuhai hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, what do you know?"
"This "Picture of Going to the Sea during the Qingming Festival" is a private collection of Zhang Zeduan, which has not been made public!"
Qi Heishi's words are astonishing!
Even Luo Yun was shocked!
Because this painting was clearly made by Zhang Zeduan in the underworld, and it was a gift to Bai Wuchang.
The seal on the painting must have been printed by Bai Wuchang casually, so it became a private treasure He should listen carefully to the old man.
"Xiaoyou Luo said just now that the word "Qingming" in "A Picture of Shanghe During the Qingming Festival" means a peaceful and prosperous world, and the world is clear and bright."
"But in fact, at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, miscellaneous taxes were imposed, the treasury was empty, and the armaments were scattered. The "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival" looks beautiful, but in fact it hides needles in the cotton, and there is a "pill" scene of the end of the world in all kinds of life!"
"At that time in the Northern Song Dynasty, the 'Fangla Peasant Uprising' had just broken out, and it was a period of rapid decline. Internal and external contradictions had become quite acute. Politics, military affairs, and diplomacy had all entered into a desperate situation. They are still playing with words and playing with martial arts, whitewashing the peace."
"Zhang Zeduan used this unpopular boundary painting to describe the grand scene on the surface, but in fact he exhorted and worried about the country, exposing the various crises of Bianliang City in a grass-like manner. Unfortunately, Song Huizong didn't understand it at all!"
"Sure enough, a few years later, the Jin soldiers went south and smashed the capital, causing the 'Shame of Jingkang', and the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed like this."
The more Qi Heishi talked, the more excited he became.
The rich and famous around you also listened more and more engrossed.
"Zhang Zeduan resigned from office in his later years and lived in seclusion. He made a living by selling paintings and died in depression."
"He has basically given up hope for the country, so he printed the word 'impermanence' on his posthumous works in his later years, and specially chose black and white pigments to imply?It is black and white in the world, and the world is impermanent! "
I rely on?
Awesome!
How can I explain it like this!
Luo Yun's half of his eyebrows almost went up to the sky.
"Historians have never been able to find the place where Zhang Zeduan lived in seclusion in his later years, and there is no record in the history books. Now it seems that this place is called 'Xiahai'!"
Qi Heishi blushed with excitement, turned around and grabbed Luo Yun's hand:
"Xiaoyou Luo, this painting of yours cannot be sold!"
"It is a national treasure and has extremely high historical document value!"
Luo Yun had no choice but to nod embarrassingly, "ThenI'll hand it over to the state, it's over."
"real?!"
Qi Heishi's whole body was shocked, and then he respectfully said, "Little friend Luo, your ideological awareness is too high! No, you have to be worshiped by the old man!"
After finishing speaking, Qi Heishi bowed to Luo Yun without any explanation!
The ninety degree kind!
Almost bowed his old waist!
"Hey hey!"
Luo Yun waited for him to finish bowing, and then supported him flattered, "Old Qi, you can't do it!"
"National treasures belong to the country and to the people! This is the basic quality that every Chinese citizen should have!"
"Call the cultural relics bureau now!"
Luo Yun's righteousness is awe-inspiring, and his words are righteous, and there is no half-hearted reluctance in his words.
"Crack, crack"
"Papa"
"Crack clap clap!!"
Thunderous applause gradually sounded around.
All the celebrities and dignitaries cast admiring glances at Luo Yun and nodded frequently.
A priceless treasure handed down from generation to generation was donated alive like this. How many people in the world have such courage?
"At a young age, the future is limitless."
The jacket auctioneer also let out a long sigh.
He just studied this painting with several other experts for a long time. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see any flaws, so it should be the authentic one without a doubt.
Of course, there will definitely be more well-known experts coming to judge.
"how so¡¡"
Ouyang Ce stood aside, gnashing his teeth angrily, "Is this painting really the real thing?!"
"let's go!"
Ouyang Ce grabbed Lin Xiyan's wrist and turned around angrily. The latter frowned slightly, "Ouyang, you hurt me"
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!!"
Ouyang Ce had bulging veins on his forehead, and he didn't notice the girl's struggle at all.
When he first entered the hall, Luo Yun was nothing more than an unpopular scumbag, but now he has transformed into a figure that everyone admires and admires. The world is really impermanent!
at this time!
"If this "Picture of the Qingming Festival" is real, I will eat shit!"
A recording was played at the maximum volume.
Everyone's eyes instantly focused on Ouyang Ce's back, and they couldn't help laughing.
This face was slapped and crackled
"Master Ouyang, when will you show me, a countryman, eating shit?"
Luo Yun sneered and teased.
Ouyang Ce's tall body was trembling with anger. He didn't turn around, but just said "Luo Yun! You wait for me!" before striding away.
Lin Xiyan was wearing high-heeled shoes and was dragged sideways by the man. She accidentally sprained her foot. The pain made the girl frowned, and she was about to cry with grievance.
Luo Yun watched quietly.
"Why, do you feel distressed?"
Tang Yafei leaned closer.
"Whoever abandons me, the day of yesterday must not be left behind."
"Those who mess with my mind are so worried today."
"There are so many good girls, what's so distressing~"
Luo Yun put on a nonchalant look, turned around and said with a smile: "Everyone go back to everyone, I, Luo Yun, am really sorry for delaying the auction for so long."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
The person in charge of the organizer, surnamed Zheng, waved his hand, "This is Zhang Zeduan's hidden authentic work. How many people spend money and still can't see the demeanor of today's world!"
"Boss Zheng is so right!"
"Mr. Luo, please don't say that!"
"Hahaha! I, Wu, have attended more than a dozen Bazaar charity galas, and this is the first time I have seen such excitement!"
"Then what, Mr. Luo, let's add a WeChat"
"I want to add too!"
"Mr. Luo, this is your business card!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)?It's lively! "
"Then what, Mr. Luo, let's add a WeChat"
"I want to add too!"
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