Chapter 138 Mozhu.

Although the appearance of those people holding folding fans was funny, their expressions were very arrogant.

Most of the people who read and have some talent are like this!

Ye Xing smiled secretly, although he was also a reader, but compared with these people, his so-called reading meaning was more extensive.

At this time, I saw Chen Fu put the painting on the table that had been prepared early in the morning, and then said to everyone: "Yesterday, someone said that my ancestor handed down Su Shi's "Ink Bamboo" is a fake, which makes me very angry, I want everyone to take a look, whether this painting on my ancestor is a fake, today I not only invited the most famous connoisseur in Yangzhou City, but I also invited Tang County Order, if this painting is really a fake, I tore it up in front of everyone. ”

Chen Fu was already a little excited when he spoke, but the excitement was excited, and the people below began to boil, they were not interested in the painting, what they wanted to know was that if this painting was really a fake, would Chen Fu really tear it, after all, this is something handed down from their ancestors, if they tore it, wouldn't they be sorry for their ancestors.

The people below were in a hurry, and the pedantic connoisseurs in front of the Chen Mansion had already opened the "Ink Bamboo" and studied it.

The expressions of those people were sometimes solemn, sometimes evacuated, which made the hearts of the people below itch to see it.

After those pedants read it, Tang Yiwei walked over to look at it, he looked at it carefully several times, and then said to those pedants: "You are all knowledgeable people in our Yangzhou City, do you think this painting is a fake?" ”

One of the fatter people stood up, he folded the fan in his hand, and said: "In the old man's view, this "Ink Bamboo" is indeed Su Shi's authentic work, Su Shi advocates simplicity in painting, and this Jane is simple Jane, so Su Shi's paintings are often not similar but similar, Su Shi pays attention to the grasp of the meaning, and this "Ink Bamboo" has an excellent grasp of the meaning. ”

The last sentence of the pedant can be regarded as a summary of his words, this "Ink Bamboo" is indeed Su Shi's authentic work, not a fake.

After Chen Fu heard what the pedant said, his heart was happy, he was still very worried just now, if this painting was a fake, would he really tear it up in public?

But now he doesn't need to dwell on this problem.

However, just when everyone was talking, another connoisseur came out, he first bowed to Tang County, and then said to Chen Fu: "I still have a certain amount of research on Su Shi's "Ink Bamboo", but after my words came out, I was afraid that Master Chen would not like to listen to it. ”

Chen Fu's heart tightened when he heard that person say this, but he had already let these people appreciate it in front of so many people, he couldn't help but let this person say it, so Chen Fu smiled slightly: "Mr. has something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it!" ”

The connoisseur nodded, and then said: "I agree with the words of the friend just now, this "Ink Bamboo" is indeed Su Shi's authentic work, but as far as I know, after Su Shi painted this ink bamboo, he was in a good mood, and he was very satisfied with this painting, so he copied another "Ink Bamboo" according to his original "Ink Bamboo", that is to say, Su Shi painted a total of two "Ink Bamboo" back then, but everyone must know that there will always be some differences between the imagination painting and the copying, so I look at the "Ink Bamboo" in the hands of Master Chen , it should be the one that Su Shi copied back then. ”

As soon as the connoisseur's words came out, everyone was shocked, the original painting of "Ink Bamboo" and the copied painting are very different, even if it is Su Shi's original work, their value is far from the same.

But in any case, this "Ink Bamboo" is not a fake.

So after the connoisseur said those words, although Chen Fu felt a little unhappy in his heart, he was not very sad, he didn't have to tear up the painting.

The people below were still discussing, and at this time, the county magistrate Tang blindly stood up and said: "I don't know much about Su Shi's paintings, but I know that this "Ink Bamboo" was given a sense of life by Su Shi, but looking at this "Ink Bamboo" but it lacks that meaning, I think it should be the one that Su Shi copied." ”

Now that Yangzhou County Ling Tang has blindly said this, everyone has nothing to argue about, Ye Xing asked Di Xiaojie below: "You have a great deal of research on painting, what do you think of this "Ink Bamboo"?" ”

Di Xiaojie smiled faintly: "This "Ink Bamboo" is indeed copied by Su Shi. ”

"On the basis?" Ye Xing asked puzzled.

Di Xiaojie smiled faintly: "Back then, Huang Tingjian once gave Su Shi's "Ink Bamboo" inscription, and he wrote a sentence on it, because he knew that there was no image, and he asked the old wheel in the world. ”

"It seems that there is also this sentence on this "Ink Bamboo"?" Ye Xing's eyes were outstanding, and he saw that the painting on Chen Fu's hand did have these words.

Di Xiaojie smiled: "Brother Ye is right, everything that is copied must always be exactly the same, but looking at those words, it is not Huang Tingjian's authentic handwriting, and the ink is not very deep, it seems that it has only been inscribed in recent decades." ”

When Ye Xing heard Di Xiaojie say this, he suddenly woke up, he didn't expect that there was such knowledge in a painting, no wonder those people would look at a painting for a long time, and then keep pondering.

Chen Fu's face was a little ugly at this time, although this "Ink Bamboo" was not a fake, but it was not an original painting after all, and he was not a taste in his heart, and what he was most worried about was how to explain to these people.

The county commander Tang smiled faintly: "Since this "Ink Bamboo" is not a fake, then Master Chen does not need to tear up this painting, and this painting is handed down by the ancestors of the Chen family, after so many years, the significance to the Chen family has long exceeded the value of the painting itself, so Master Chen should quickly put the painting away." ”

Tang Yiwei's words undoubtedly solved Chen Fu's problem, he hurriedly rolled up the "Ink Bamboo", and then thanked Tang County for his kindness. Tang County Ling shook his hand again and again, saying that these were what he should do, and he was not thankful.

Chen Fu wanted to invite those connoisseurs and Tang Yiwei to come into the mansion to drink tea and talk, but Tang County Ling just smiled and said: "Since Master Chen's matter has been resolved, I won't bother much, and the yamen still has things that I need to go back to deal with, so I will leave!" ”

Tang Yiwei said so, what could Chen Fu do, he had no choice but to send Tang Yiwei away.

At this time, everyone else also left, Chen Fu's move is a farce, not a farce, but the people of Yangzhou City know that Chen Fu has a copy of Su Shi's "Ink Bamboo" in his home.

Although this "Ink Bamboo" is Su Shi's authentic work, it has little value, and Chen Fuzu has used it as a treasure for many years.

It's a joke.