Shengshibaojian

Not only the audience in the square was boiling, but also the netizens on the webcast platform were also bursting.

All kinds of comments flooded the screen.

"Old scholar, what do you mean by this? Could it be that this Song Gaozong's "Fu Yuefei" is an authentic work? It's just that it was framed, packaged, and imitated in a way that disturbed and confused the eyes of Guo Xiuyun and the expert group?"

"Impossible! Impossible! Although I am not at the scene, I am sure of one thing. Zhao Gou's doggerel is a well-known seven-character poem, and it is definitely not a eight-character poem. Just for this point, this painting It's 100% fake, if it's not fake, I'll broadcast it live!"

"What you said above makes sense, imitations are for sure, but how can a counterfeit be worth 500 million yuan? Unless it really has some special shining points on it, but how can a fake have such shining points! Even if No matter how brilliant you are, you can't surpass the original itself! I don't understand! I really don't understand, just wait for Shen Qiu to reveal the final truth!"

"Shen Qiu!"

Guo Xiuyun couldn't wait.

"What do you mean? You gave an estimate of 500 million for a broken fake! Let's play! Where do you think this is? Is it a small teahouse on the street or the back garden of your house? All right! Tell me about this painting It’s worth 500 million yuan! Well said, I applaud you! If you talk nonsense! Then I’m sorry! Blatantly insulting the martial arts competition! Please pack your things and get out of Yanjing City!”

Liu Yangdong's tone was a little more tactful: "I said Shen Qiu! Maybe it's because I'm old and my eyes are blurred! I don't see where the special brilliance of this collection is? Come, come! Explain to everyone Explain! What the hell is going on?"

Shen Qiu walked up to the booth and let out a long sigh of relief, before opening his mouth he said something astonishing.

"Everyone, I will not be humble from now on. Now that Shen Qiu is on the stage, it is enough to show that the outcome of this literary competition is almost a conclusion. There is no suspense for Xuan Baozhai to win this literary competition. To take up a few minutes of everyone's time, let me give my victory speech in advance..."

"You fart!"

Guo Xiuyun's eyes turned red anxiously, and he yelled at Shen Qiu: "Why? Shen Qiu, why did you say that Xuan Baozhai won, and you haven't said what's going on?"

Shen Qiu smiled, and said calmly: "Boss Guo, don't worry! After I finish my acceptance speech, I will reveal the truth to you. If there is anything wrong then, all of Michael's staff are welcome to call. Shen Qiu's face!"

"you……"

Guo Xiu's luck was speechless, and the more he got to the last moment, he was already losing his composure, and he had a vague premonition in his heart, but he just couldn't swallow this breath in his heart, if he lost in the literary competition, He has nothing!Not only do they have to wipe out Xuan Baozhai's tens of millions of foreign debts, but they also have to lose another part of "Eight Immortals Asking the Way".

All the accumulated brand value of Michael's company over the years will be wiped out.

"As for me! First of all, I would like to thank President Liu Yangdong Liu for organizing this unique literary competition for Xuanbaozhai. While helping Xuanbaozhai wipe out a large amount of foreign debts, he also helped get Mr. Zheng Banqiao's "Question of the Eight Immortals" The other half of "The Road", Xuan Baozhai was able to be reborn from Nirvana, President Liu is the greatest benefactor who helped us! President Liu please accept Shen Qiu's respect."

Shen Qiu respectfully bowed to Liu Yangdong.

"Forehead……"

Liu Yangdong was also bewildered and at a loss.

He has been the president of the Antiques Association for decades, and he has presided over dozens of competitions, big and small. This is the first time he has seen Shen Qiu, who read his victory speech here before the results of the competition came out. .

This young man is too good at playing!

Of course, based on his understanding of Shen Qiu, since Shen Qiu dared to do this, he must have full confidence, but this way of celebrating is too unique, right?

"You don't need to thank me, you don't need to thank me...these are all what I should do..."

Shen Qiu continued to express his victory speech: "The second thing I want to thank is the master shopkeeper of the old scholar. The reason why Xuan Baozhai can win this literary competition is because of the amazing stroke of the last "Fu Yuefei" You have to admit that Jiang is still old and hot! Although the old scholar has not been in this circle for many years, his old man's strength lies there. From what we have seen, there are really few people in the Yanjing antique circle. Come on!"

"So some ignorant juniors don't need to question the old senior's degraded strength. The old man is dazzled! The level of the master of the national teacher list is well deserved, your uncle is still your uncle!"

"Enough is enough, Shen Qiu! You are enough!"

Guo Xiuyun couldn't stand it any longer, and he asked angrily with his face flushed: "Can you stop pretending! You are telling me! What's the situation with the "Fu Yuefei" handbook? You're shameless as a horse, the competition is not over yet, The people who took us from Michael's company are here to listen to your victory speech?"

"Calm down, Boss Guo! Immediately! Immediately! The camera zooms in! Everyone follow me to see here!"

Shen Qiu pointed to the position in the lower right corner. In the middle of the Chinese copybook, there was an extremely inconspicuous, circular seal. Through a magnifying glass, one could clearly see the words "Ming Hao Mansion".

This seal is inconspicuous in the whole painting, because "Fu Yuefei" itself has as many as eight seals, and this copied work also has many messy private seals. There are at least twenty or thirty seals of different sizes in the whole copybook. One's seal.

I don't know why Shen Qiu picked out such a tiny seal alone.

"This seal is relatively unpopular. It is one of the private seals of a certain calligrapher in the Ming Dynasty. There are hundreds of works of this person in his life, but he will engrave his own signature seal, only on the copied works. The seal of "Minghao Mansion", Minghao Mansion is the mansion arranged by the imperial court for this person when he was the magistrate of Meizhou! On the one hand, this calligrapher is relatively low-key, on the other hand, he also uses this to miss him The years in "Minghao Mansion"! That's why I got the seal of "Minghao Mansion"!"

"This person is none other than Wen Zhengming, one of the Four Great Talents along with Tang Bohu! The "Fu Yuefei" in front of us is exactly what Wen Zhengming copied in the winter of 1552! At this time, Wen Zhengming was near Guxi. When he writes steadily, it is also the moment when his handwriting is the most neat, Guo Xiuyun? Tell me now? Is Wen Zhengming's copybook worth 500 million?"

The copying works of Wen Zhengming, the four great talents of Ming Dynasty?

Guo Xiuyun stumbled, he froze for a few seconds, and immediately denied it: "Impossible! This can't be Wen Zhengming's work! Shen Qiu concluded that it was Wen Zhengming's work just by using a seal? Do you have proof? "

"evidence?"

Shen Qiu asked people to find a few pieces of Wen Zhengming's works, and through zooming in on the big screen, he picked out each character individually. The font structure and stroke direction of the two are exactly the same, which is completely the handwriting of one person.

"I don't believe it! I still don't believe it! This is not evidence!"

Guo Xiuyun shook his head vigorously, naturally he refused to admit it easily, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water: "Please show us actual and effective evidence! If you can't produce definite evidence, it doesn't count!"

"I'll give you evidence!"

At this moment, an elderly man walked up from the auditorium. The old man had thick eyebrows and big eyes and was dressed plainly. He went to the booth with a bunch of documents in his hands.

"I am the curator of the Langfang Kaihe Private Museum. My name is Zhou Haishan. This collection was lent from our museum. It was donated to our museum by an old painter in our county six years ago. At that time, this copybook It has also been recognized by many domestic experts and scholars!"

"Because I have a personal relationship with the old scholar Lan Shenghua, I decided to bring this copybook here for the competition!" The old man presented a complete set of identification documents: "These are valid documents and materials of "Fu Yuefei"! The identification results It was written by Wen Zhengming, a great talent in the Ming Dynasty! Guo Xiuyun, what else do you want to say!"

"what……"

This arrangement by the old scholar was a slap in the face of Guo Xiuyun. The whole set of documents provided by the curator Zhou is the most powerful evidence. For the sake of mouth.

"No, no! You almost got in!"

Guo Xiuyun suddenly discovered something, jumped out and shouted: "Seven-character poem! The seven-character poem on the copybook! Why is the doggerel on this copied calligraphy and painting a eight-character poem? Song Gaozong's doggerel is obviously a seven-character poem! Everyone, look! Come on! Come and see!"

Excited, Guo Xiuyun recited the eight-character poem on the imitation: "Fei Bai Jingzhong gave this flag early, Frost and Cold and the upper-class literati were originally entrusted by the heart, but the twelve gold medals seem to be the light."

"What a Shen Qiu! I was almost fooled by you! You explain it! How did you come up with this horoscope poem!"