Spy War 1929

Chapter 298 Holding a fake as a gift

"Miss Wen, I really don't have much research on calligraphy and painting. Please help me to see which of these calligraphy and painting are valuable for collection."

Chen Ledao took out the picture scrolls sent by Boss Jin from the safe, and placed them on the desk one by one. As for the miscellaneous small things on the desk, Zhang Xiaojun piled them aside.

Wen Manru was standing in front of the table. She was wearing a white waistcoat and delicate makeup on her face. Just standing there quietly, she was really slim and graceful, with a kind of calm temperament coming out of her body.

When Chen Ledao invited Wen Manru over the phone, he had already explained to her about the picture scroll, but now hearing this again, Wen Manru still couldn't help but show some seriousness on his face.

The reason is the same, just because I heard from Chen Ledao that there is a painting of Tang Bohu here.

When it comes to Tang Bohu, the first thought that comes to many people's minds is probably a wit, a chic and suave wit.

According to the legend, Tang Bohu was a romantic and suave man, with many wives and concubines, indulged in calligraphy and painting, cynical, and was a first-class chic literati.

In particular, the story of "Tang Bohu's three smiles, marriage, and autumn fragrance", which is widely spread among the people, adds a bit of legend to this figure who is known as the head of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River.

As for Wen Manru, she is a typical lady in the hearts of future generations. She usually speaks softly and softly, with a smile on her lips, and the word gentleness is revealed in every frown and smile.

It is not an exaggeration to call her a beautiful woman.

There are many beautiful or sad stories between beauties and wits in China. This is a CP that has been assembled since ancient times.At the same time, it has also successfully made countless talented men and beautiful women eat its evil tricks.

Just like Wen Manru, a beautiful woman who is obsessed with calligraphy and painting, it is absolutely difficult to resist the works handed down by Tang Bohu and other great talents.

Chen Ledao took out the painting and put it on the table. Wen Manru changed his usual appearance and opened the painting of Tang Bohu that Chen Ledao was referring to with a bit of anxiety.

Chen Ledao and Zhang Xiaojun, in front of such elegant things as calligraphy and painting, are both Zhang Er monks.

They know that Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is valuable, they know that Tang Bohu's paintings are valuable, and that the authentic works of Li Bai and Su Shi are worth tens of thousands of gold.

But other things, hey, don't mention it.
Wen Manru unfolded the scroll and only glanced at it for the first time, her fair face immediately flushed.

Chen Ledao and Zhang Xiaojun looked at each other, and it was not surprising that they would have this reaction to Wen Manru.

The change in Wen Manru's face was not from being ashamed or excited, but from being angry.

Anyone who saw Tang Bohu's paintings being spoiled with so many obtrusive marks would probably do so.

Wen Manru's breath became a bit heavier, and when Chen Ledao secretly repented for the bastard who stamped the seal, Wen Manru's breath finally began to slowly recover, and there was a bit of complexity in his eyes.

Looking at the complicated look on Wen Manru's face, Chen Ledao thought to himself—maybe her thoughts at the moment are similar to a man being cuckolded, and she has an urge to kill someone.

"Miss Wen, do you think this is Tang Yin's authentic work?" Chen Ledao asked cautiously, with a slightly expectant tone.

Although Chen Ledao felt that it should be true, but it was a guess after all, it cannot be taken seriously.

Wen Manru is different from Chen Ledao, she has a deep research on calligraphy and painting, if she also thinks it is true, then it is probably true.

And if it was true, then Chen Ledao would have to keep this thing as a family treasure.

Talking about professionalism, the tenderness in Wen Manru's eyes began to dissipate, and her black and white eyes seemed to light up.

Zhang Xiaojun turned on all the lights in the house.

The room was bright and majestic, and Wen Manru carefully studied the painting inch by inch, especially the redundant seals on the scroll, she never let go of any of them.

After a long time, Wen Manru pursed her lips lightly, and nodded with an invisible arc.

"It should be true." She first expressed her own opinion, and then told Chen Ledao her reasons, her tone was joyful, but also faintly regrettable.

Wen Manru pointed to the old red seals on the scroll and said:

"Look at these seals, they are all the same, they were made by one person."

Chen Ledao looked up at her, wondering if it was an illusion, he seemed to hear some resentment from Wen Manru's tone.

Looking down at the same big seals again, Chen Ledao nodded slightly.Of course he knew that these imprints came from one person, but he didn't know whose hand it was.

It’s fine to stamp it, and it’s fine to make such a big seal, and it’s fine to change such a big seal, but it’s still so much to stamp.

Sin! !

Wen Manru didn't hear Chen Ledao's voice, and then remembered that this master grew up abroad, and probably didn't know these seal scripts.

Wen Manru pointed to those seals and said:

"The word on this seal is 'Qianlong Chenhan', which is the seal of the old man Shiquan. It is difficult to have a fake of a work that can be printed by him."

"Old man Shiquan, I'm a little familiar, who is this?" Zhang Xiaojun looked at the two of them in a daze.

The nickname "Shiquan Old Man" is very powerful when you hear it, and Zhang Xiaojun has already started to associate it with those famous people.

"You read books every day. Have you seen Java Island in these books?! Old man Shiquan, you don't know, don't you Qianlong don't know!"

Chen Ledao hates iron for being weak. His secretary can be ignorant, but he can't be stupid!

"Qianlong? Emperor!" Zhang Xiaojun's eyes widened slightly.

"All the emperors stamped on it? So it's true? Is it Tang Bohu's authentic work?" Zhang Xiaojun was surprised.

Of course, Chen Ledao couldn't hold it steady, so he turned his attention to Wen Manru.

Qianlong liked to randomly stamp other people's works, but who knows if this was done on purpose.

They can think so, the fakes are not fools, maybe they want to take advantage of their mentality.

Facing the eyes of the two, Wen Manru nodded slightly.

"This should not be fake."

As for Wen Manru, she didn't have any specific evidence to say, but from her observation, the painting is probably true.

So far, Wen Manru has never heard of any counterfeiter who will randomly stamp Qianlong's seal on the counterfeit.

Isn't that a waste of things!

The fakes that were finally produced, with the seal of Lord Qianlong, are not so valuable, isn't this a waste of money!
"It's fine if it's not fake, it's a good thing." Chen Ledao smiled.

Tang Bohu, this is Tang Bohu! !
I didn't know it was true or false before, but now I don't have to worry about it being false!

Wen Manru looked away from the painting reluctantly. Although those redundant seals made the painting lose some of its original style, she still liked it tightly.

It's a pity that she couldn't afford it after selling it.

After looking away cruelly, Wen Manru looked at the remaining scrolls, and secretly looked forward to it again.

After a long while, Wen Manru finished the last painting.

Under the expectant eyes of Chen Ledao and Zhang Xiaojun, Wen Manru shook her head slightly.

"The rest of the paintings are relatively ordinary, not masterpieces." Wen Man spoke lightly like an apricot.

"Are there any good ones?" Chen Ledao was a bit unwilling.

Looking at Chen Ledao's appearance, Wen Manru couldn't help but smile, "It can't be said that there are no good ones."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiaojun took out a scroll from the scrolls, which she had divided up just now.

The picture scroll unfolded, and Chen Ledao saw two pandas, the small ones, at first glance.

Of course it can't be a panda, Chen Ledao took a closer look, "Is this a lotus?"

Wen Manru nodded.

"This painting is Bada Shanren's 'Shuimu Qinghua Picture'." (now in Nanjing Museum)

Bada Shanren?

Chen Ledao searched his brains, but he couldn't find this person. The disadvantages of his fake Wenqing were manifested at this moment.

"Who is Bada Shanren?" Zhang Xiaojun asked.

Hearing this question, Chen Ledao couldn't help giving Zhang Xiaojun a satisfied look.

This secretary is worth cultivating.

"Bada Shanren, named Zhu Da, was a descendant of the imperial family of the Ming Dynasty. He became a monk after the death of the Ming Dynasty. He was one of the four monks in the painting circle in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, a generation of masters."

Four monks, a generation of masters!
Chen Ledao's eyes lit up.

He doesn't know about the four monks, but not everyone can afford the evaluation of a generation of masters!
"Since you are a great master, why do you say this painting is just average?" Chen Ledao asked.

Zhang Xiaojun cast a satisfied look at Chen Ledao.

This boss is still worth following.

"Imitation."

"Imitation?"

Wen Manru nodded: "This painting should have been imitated by someone from the Qing Dynasty, but I don't know who it is.

I have seen the authenticity of this painting before, and there are many differences in the subtleties between the two paintings.

When Bada Shanren painted this painting, his painting skills had reached the peak, and not everyone could imitate its charm.

However, although this painting is not as good as the original Bada Shanren, it is also a good imitation.In addition, it is from the Qing Dynasty, so it can be regarded as an antique. "

Chen Ledao nodded lightly, not to mention being disappointed in his heart.He didn't even know who Bada Shanren was, and even if he wanted to be disappointed, he couldn't be disappointed.

If Tang Bohu's painting was fake, he would be really disappointed.

However, if Chen Ledao knew that in 2010, Bada Shanren's "Picture of Bamboo and Stone Mandarin Duck" was sold for a sky-high price of 1.187 million yuan, he might feel sorry for him.

"Do you think it's appropriate for me to use this painting as a gift to my friends?" Chen Ledao asked Wen Manru after deliberating for a while.

"If it's a gift for a friend, I think it's appropriate. It won't be too expensive, but it won't lose friendship." Wen Manru nodded slightly, and at the same time she looked at Tang Bohu's painting.

Chen Ledao paid attention to her eyes, and hurriedly said: "Tang Yin's works are hard to come by, and of course they are used as family heirlooms.

And this imitation "Shuimu Tsinghua Picture" I intend to give to Martin.

Tang Bohu's works are national treasures, so it is not appropriate to give them to foreigners. This imitation is just right. "

Wen Manru's attention was attracted by Chen Ledao's words.

"Martin? You mean that friend of Salley's, Martin?" she asked.

As a friend of Saarley, Wen Manru naturally knew Martin.

Chen Ledao nodded, "Martin did me a favor, and I was thinking about what gift to give him. Now it seems that this imitation of Bada Shanren is just right."

Although it is an imitation, as an imitation of the Qing Dynasty, it is also an antique.

Chen Ledao is not willing to give away good antiques to foreigners, but Chen Ledao doesn't care about this imitation.Anyway, I don't know which anonymous work it is.

The last time Martin helped Chen Ledao win the position of Chief Inspector, Chen Ledao later came to thank him, and the two got along quite happily.Maybe that's why both of them can be friends with Thrall.

This time Martin helped Chen Ledao take down the position of the head of the Anti-corruption Bureau, and Chen Ledao was worried about how to thank him.

Although we are friends, we have to pay attention to reciprocity.

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"Hi, Henry, you finally... Hey, and Miss Wen! Why did you come together?"

Martin looked at Wen Manru who was standing with Chen Ledao, with a bit of surprise on his face.Henry didn't say that Miss Wen would come together.

"Mr. Martin, Mr. Chen asked me to help you choose a gift for you, so we came together, you won't be unwelcome." Wenman said with a smile. In front of the old man, she didn't show any cowardice. Be generous.

"Of course you are welcome. I am very happy that Miss Wen can come." Martin had an excited smile on his face.

Martin is still a bachelor, and he had pursued Wen Manru back then, but to no avail.Wen Manru didn't seem to have the idea of ​​finding a foreigner as a partner.

However, although he did not pursue it, this did not prevent Martin from wishing to be friends with Wen Manru.

"Martin, this is a gift chosen by Miss Wen and I. I hope you like it." Chen Ledao handed Martin the wooden box containing Bada Shanren's imitation.

Martin led the two of them into the room, and directly opened the gift brought by Chen Ledao.

"Wow, Chinese painting! Is this an antique? This is amazing, I like it very much!!" Martin said in surprise.

At the beginning, because Wen Manru liked to draw, Martin also studied Chinese painting. Although he didn't learn anything, it didn't stop him from loving the house.

"Of course, this is a painting from the Qing Dynasty. It is an antique. This painting is a copy of a master's work by a painter in the Qing Dynasty. It is a good work."

Chen Ledao simply told Martin the origin of the painting.

Hearing about masters and antiques, Martin immediately liked the painting even more.

Sometimes Martin also likes to buy some Chinese artworks, including porcelain and calligraphy works.But what he bought were often fakes.

People who sell things see him as a foreigner, and they like to give him fakes, no matter out of patriotism or his desire to cheat.

Martin, who can't tell the truth from the fake, is also very happy about this, he doesn't remember to eat but not to fight.

"Thank you, Miss Wen, and Henry. I like this gift very much." Martin put away the scroll and said seriously to the two.

At least he doesn't have to worry about the gifts Chen Ledao and Wen Manru gave him as fakes.

"Martin, I should be the one to say thank you. Whether it's the Chief Inspector or the Director of the Integrity Bureau this time, if I don't have your leader, I might not be able to be the leader."

"No, no, no, we are friends, and friends should help each other." Martin shook his head and said

Chen Ledao nodded and smiled when he heard the words: "Yes, Martin, you are right, friends should help each other.

But this is also a gift from a friend, so you don't have to say thank you to us. "

Chen Ledao felt very lucky, because among the foreigners he came into contact with in Shanghai, most of them were good people, at least for him.

In the era when foreign uncles were walking everywhere, it was really rare for him to know such friends.

It has to be said that the traversers are indeed born protagonists, and the aura of the protagonists is always the brightest.

(End of this chapter)