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- Since this space is warm and dry, the damage to calligraphy and paintings is not great. Therefore, there is still a big gap between the technology of calligraphy and painting restoration and the outside world.
Qin Bing has a high level of appreciation of calligraphy and painting, but if he is asked to decompose this authentic work of Zhao Mengfu, Qin Bing will be unable to do anything unless he destroys the painting.
"Third brother, help me find a brush." ??Qin Feng said to Qin Shan after the rice soup was cooked and left to cool in the yard.
"Qin Feng, what do you need a brush for?" Qin Jun asked with some confusion. He was wondering how Qin Feng, who had lived in the mountains since childhood, knew these things.
"You'll know later." Qin Feng smiled and waved his hand, but when he saw the brush Qin Shan brought, a look of dumbfounding appeared on his face.
"My third brother, can you get a brush made of pig bristles? Can this be used?" Looking at the bristles on the brush, Qin Feng said: "You need a soft-bristled brush, the softer the better."
"Oh? I'll go find it right away" Qin Shan agreed, turned around and walked out again.
"Brother Qin Bing, do you have any glue here?" Qin Feng turned to Qin Bing and asked.
"Glue? Is it something that can bond objects?" Qin Bing thought for a moment and said, "There is glue used by carpenters. I wonder if it is suitable for you?"
"Okay, bring it too!" Qin Feng nodded. Although the rice soup is sticky enough, glue still needs to be applied on the back, otherwise it will not be easy to uncover.
"Okay, second brother, please help me spread out the painting"
After everything was ready, Qin Feng had two long tables moved and put together. The length of the painting was more than three meters, and the two tables were put together just enough to be spread out.
With the help of Qin Jun, this splash-ink landscape was spread on the table with the front facing the table and the back facing upward.
"Qin Feng. Is this okay?" Qin Bing looked at Qin Bing with some suspicion, holding a bowl of rice soup in his left hand and a brush in his right hand.
"Even if there is no painting inside, the damage to the painting will not be great."
Qin Feng smiled and said: "Even if Brother Qin Bing identifies this painting as the authentic work of Zhao Mengfu, no one will believe it, which means that this painting is worthless. There is nothing wrong with using it for experiments. of."
Qin Feng firmly believes that the painting that Zhao Mengfu spent so much effort to cover up is definitely not a simple work, and its value is definitely far higher than this painting.
"All right!"
Qin Bing nodded. Zhao Mengfu's paintings are not considered top-notch here, but if Qin Feng wanted to do this with Wang Xizhi's "Preface to the Lanting Collection", Qin Bing would definitely not agree.
"First, apply a layer of rice soup"
Qin Feng dipped a brush into some rice soup in the bowl, brushed it evenly on the back of the painting, and waited for about half an hour. Brush another layer of glue on top of the rice soup.
After waiting for about half an hour, Qin Feng tried the glue with his hands, and then carefully opened a thin slit from the top of the scroll.
?The uncovered glue rice soup and a layer of Yuan Shu paper were rolled into a tube shape. Qin Feng peeled it off very gently. It took Qin Feng an entire hour to peel off the first layer of the three-meter-long scroll.
"Is this good? There's nothing" Seeing Qin Feng's actions, Qin Jun asked in surprise.
"It's still early. Yuan Shu paper is thicker than ordinary paper. I'm afraid it will have to be peeled off more than ten times"
There are some highly skilled craftsmen. Even four or five layers can be peeled off on rice paper, let alone Yuan Shu paper. According to Qin Feng's method, it may take more than ten times to completely decompose a piece of Yuan Shu paper.
Qin Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead. This job seemed very simple. But it's very labor-intensive, because a slightly larger movement may damage the paintings in the mezzanine.
"Qin Feng, how about I come down below!" With Qin Bing's understanding of calligraphy and painting, he naturally understood after seeing Qin Feng do this again.
"I'll do it myself!" Qin Feng shook his head and said: "This thing is not very professional. It requires relatively high strength, and I'm afraid of hurting the things inside."
"Is there really something inside?" Qin Bing said dubiously.
"There is a rice paper painting, but what it is, I don't know yet"
Qin Feng nodded. After peeling off the first layer of Yuan Shu paper, he could vaguely see that the painting was made of two Yuan Shu papers pasted together, with a few corners exposed in the middle that were different from the Yuan Shu paper.
"If Zhao Mengfu can fake a painting and collect it, that would be incredible!"
When Qin Feng pointed out that it was different from the Yuan Shu paper, Qin Bing suddenly showed an excited look on his face and kept rubbing his hands.?The painting must not be uncovered all at once.
As the saying goes, slow work makes the most of careful work, which corresponds to the scene at this time. Qin Feng unhurriedly peeled off the layers of yuan calligraphy paper. When he reached the eleventh layer, the light was already on in the side room.
"How's it going? Is the painting coming out soon?"
After uncovering eleven layers in a row, the Yuan Shu paper was already as thin as cicada wings. Under the illumination of the light, through the last layer of Yuan Shu paper, one could clearly see the outline of a painting inside.
"It's white linen paper. This this is a painting from the Tang Dynasty!"
When we reached the eleventh floor, the paper used for the paintings inside was already clearly visible. Qin Bing recognized it at a glance. It was on white linen paper.
Rice paper was only made in the Song Dynasty. In the Tang Dynasty, people mostly used white linen paper made of mulberry.
In the Tang Dynasty, white linen paper was used for all the edicts drafted by Hanlin scholars such as the Book of Pardon, the Deyin, the Establishment of the Empress, the Establishment of the Crown Prince, the Great Punishment, and the Removal of Generals. Therefore, white linen paper also represented the character of edicts in the Tang Dynasty. mean.
"There is still the last layer." Qin Feng drank a few sips of water this afternoon, his face was full of exhaustion, but his eyes were shining, but he was a little excited.
Regarding the ancient technique of hiding paintings within paintings, Qin Feng had only heard about it from his master in the past. Now that a painting within a painting was about to appear in front of him, he was naturally a little excited.
"Huh? It looks like a figure painting?" When Qin Feng took off the last layer of Yuan Shu paper, Qin Bing quickly took the lamp and looked at it carefully on the table.
"I can't see clearly." After a while, Qin Bing shook his head, because there was a layer of Yuan Shu paper on the back of the painting, and the light transmittance of the white linen paper was not very good, so it was not very clear. Clear.
"Qin Feng, how do you separate the paintings in the end?"
Qin Jun was scratching his head and head anxiously beside him. Both of his brothers were people who loved calligraphy and painting. As early as when Qin Feng was busy, he had been guessing who painted this painting.
"This is easy to do." Qin Feng laughed when he heard the words and said, "Generally, the paintings in the cracks do not use adhesives, just open the paintings."
Qin Feng asked Zhang Hu to find the iron-wood stick he usually used, gently peeled off the top of the painting and attached it to the stick, then rolled it forward, and the white linen paper painting suddenly separated from the scroll.
"Easy, slow down" The two Qin Bing brothers next to them were even more nervous than Qin Feng. They waited until Qin Feng rolled all the three-meter-long scrolls on the stick before they relaxed. tone.
"Qin Feng, I have a good shaft, let's put it on this!" Qin Bing ran to his study room, took three or four calligraphy and painting shafts, and placed them on the table.
"Brother Qin Bing, do you want to see what kind of painting this is?"
When I took the painting, I was too focused. A few people around them found that they were paintings. There were Buddhist figures and generals, but what paintings could not be distinguished.
"Qin Feng, stop teasing us!"
Qin Bing spread a snow-white blanket on the long table and said, "Hurry up and spread it out. Let's take a good look. Who does this painting hidden by Zhao Mengfu belong to?"
"Okay, the two eldest brothers are well-informed and I need you to appreciate them."
Qin Feng didn't waste any time. After asking Zhang Hu to wash his hands, he gently pinched both ends of the painting. Qin Feng rolled the wooden stick and slowly spread the painting on the long table blanket. .
"Thisis this a character picture?"
¡°What a great image!¡±
When the tip of the iceberg was revealed in the painting, the brothers Qin Bing exclaimed at the same time. Ancient figure paintings emphasized meaning rather than form, but the figures just revealed were painted in blue. The paintings are lifelike.
"Thisthis is"
"Bigbrother"
When the painting was about a third of the way through, several red bell seals suddenly appeared on the corners. After seeing those seals clearly, Qin Bing and Qin Jun's throats rattled at the same time, but they could not say anything. Come in a complete sentence.
¡°Is itis it a painting by Wu Daozi?!¡± Finally, Qin Bing shouted out.
"What? WuWu Daozi's paintings?"
Qin Feng, who was unfolding the painting, was stunned when he heard this. The hand that was slowly rolling the stick also stopped. The reason why he stopped was because Qin Feng was afraid that the painting would be damaged in his excitement.
"That's right, this is Wu Daozi's "Picture of the King of Heaven Delivering His Son"!!" Qin Bing nodded vigorously, his eyes almost attached to the picture.
"Damn it, Wu Daozi's painting!" Qin Feng said deeply.It took several breaths to calm down, but the movements of spreading the painting became more and more gentle, for fear of damaging the painting!
???????????????????????????????????????????????????? The two brothers Qin Bing couldn¡¯t care about Qin Feng at all. One of them held a lamp and guarded the one-meter-square tabletop, observing the paintings fascinatedly.
"Isn't "The Picture of the King of Heaven Sending His Son Off" already appeared? Whywhy is there another picture here?"
With the painting spread out, Qin Feng was confused for a moment and wished he could spread the painting out immediately and take a closer look.
"That's right, it's undoubtedly "The Picture of the King of Heaven Sending His Son Off""
When Qin Feng spread out the entire painting, Qin Bing's half-crying, half-laughing voice came to his ears. At this time, he also completed the appraisal of the painting.
"Brother, you are right. The line drawing technique is indeed "The King of Heaven Sends Off His Son"" It could be heard that Qin Jun was extremely excited at the moment and was trembling even as he spoke¡ª¡ª
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