Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Ding Licheng stared with bloodshot eyes.

Her face was no longer red, but purple, as if it were dyed, or like the skin of an eggplant that had been sunburned.

His lips trembled: "Teacher Li, who did this?"

"You are still an expert. Look carefully?" Li Ding'an pointed at the scroll, "There are so many tooth marks, but they are still so clear, so you didn't see them?"

Ding Licheng turned his head sharply.

The scroll has pits and pits, eyes connected to eyes, holes next to holes, one on the left and one on the right, which were clearly left by some wild beast.

Look at Dong Yuan's paintings again: the scrolls are covered with tooth marks, and the silk paintings are covered with scratches.

The same goes for Guo Xi's "Misty Rain and Clear Mountains", Li Jianzhong's "Xitai Tie", Yan Shu's "Chrysanthemums and Autumn Smoke", Huang Tingjian's "Ziba Tie", Su Shi's "Gift to Lu Ruler Slips" are all...

Suddenly, Ding Licheng thought of a rumor in the courtyard: Teacher Li was injured in Mongolia, as if he was bitten by a bear...

"Bit by a bear?"

"How would I know?"

You don’t know who knows?
"But...is this too much?"

Nonsense, you specially picked out the boxes containing the remaining paintings. Can there not be too many of them?

"Not necessarily all of them!" Li Ding'an pointed to the side, "Don't you know what else to look at?"

Oh yes... there are many boxes.

Yang Lichuan reopened the bag and Ding Licheng quickly squeezed in. Several calligraphy and painting experts also came to help.

A scroll of characters was opened and laid flat on the long desk. Then, the knowledgeable people all took a breath of air.

"Good guy... Mi Fu's "Shu Su Tie"?"

"It's really in the Forbidden City on Wandao... Could this painting be a forgery?"

"You haven't done any research on the exchanges and exhibitions with Wandao in the past few years? Look carefully at the pen, then look at the pen...and this inscription, and these seals, are they exactly the same?"

"It seems...no difference?"

"Dongpo layman...haha, "Hehe" poem?"

"Why is it a broken copy again?"

"Isn't the "Zhang Jing Tie" still lying nearby? There are also inscriptions and postscripts by Yan Zhenqing, Liu Gongquan, and Zhang Xu. Isn't it still a fragmentary copy?"

"According to what you said, if "Shu Su Tie" is damaged, it will be damaged?"

"Fart, just based on Su Shi's inscription, postscript and chapter, this is the only copy..."

A group of experts argued endlessly, as if their hearts were bleeding.

These are all national treasures. Shouldn’t they be given to any domestic museum as a treasure?
But now, it is torn like a rag. Who is not sad and angry?
Then, a group of people turned their heads and looked at Li Ding'an pitifully, as if to say: Teacher Li, what you just said is not necessarily true.

"It would be great if you can bring it back." Li Ding'an shook his head helplessly, "Why don't you just throw it away and let it be exposed to the wind and sun, and be torn by wild beasts?"

yes?

Even if it is a fragment, it is also a national treasure... If it weren't for Li Ding'an, we wouldn't even be able to see the fragment!
Ding Licheng reacted suddenly and opened another bag.

Still disabled?

Cai Xiang's "Four Virtues and One Unworthy"...

Huang Tingjian's "Twelve Imitation Dragon Gates"... Why is it so long?
It's amazing. Fan Kuan's "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"... is not only long, but also has so many seals of the Song Dynasty emperors?

Hiss...Wang Anshi's "Shangshi Zhengshu", Su Dongpo's "The Drunken Old Pavilion"?
More and more authentic works of famous artists are being uncovered, and without exception, they are still incomplete copies. The expressions of the experts are becoming more and more exciting.

He bared his teeth and grinned, as if he was in extreme pain, but he would turn his head suddenly and giggle at Li Ding'an, as if he was neurotic, which looked particularly weird.

Li Ding'an understood their feelings very well: After studying for most of his life and spending so much effort, he suddenly saw that the treasure they had dreamed of, only wanted to take a look at, just wanted to touch, was ruined like this. Without swearing, it was already He was quite calm and reserved.

Let’s talk about it instead, what happened to the remaining copies?
Without the remaining copies, they didn't even have a chance to take a look or touch them.

So, thank you Teacher Li...

Thinking of this, their mood immediately improved. Yang Lichuan and Ding Licheng flipped through the pages quickly, and one after another authentic works by famous artists were placed on the long table.

Fortunately, starting from the seventh box, it is no longer a fragment. Although it is occasionally damaged, it is only the corners, and the painting itself is intact.

Every time a painting is displayed, calligraphy and painting experts will gather around, comment on it, and sigh a few times. At the same time, the experts onlookers will exclaim.

But gradually, the sighs became less and less, and the exclamations became smaller and smaller.

Without it, experts would be stunned and numb.

At the same time, I also know that even if it is research and restoration, why is such a large operation room built and equipped with four complete laboratories?
Because there are too many, they really don’t know how to evaluate them.

There are seven to eight hundred paintings, including almost all the authentic works of famous artists from the late Tang Dynasty, to the Five Dynasties, to the two Song Dynasties, and to the early Yuan Dynasty.

After further calculation, it is estimated that only half of the box has been opened. What is the concept of this?
Yang Lichuan could swear that there are not so many in the Forbidden City...

Oh no, she has been studying calligraphy and painting for half her life, and she has never seen so many authentic works by famous artists...

Yang Lichuan stared at Li Ding'an closely, his fingers trembling slightly, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

Li Ding'an felt terrified as he was being stared at: Looking at Director Yang's appearance, it looked like he wanted to rush over and do something?
Sister, don’t get excited, don’t get excited...

It was really not his random thoughts, Yang Lichuan really had an impulse.

Fortunately, reason prevailed over rationality.

She just bowed and said nothing.

Ding Licheng also reacted, lowering his head and hooking his waist.

The movements were not very neat and a little chaotic, but both of them had expressions of gratitude on their faces.

It was eerily quiet in the warehouse.

The other experts opened their mouths, feeling that it was so exaggerated and even more incredible.

But Yang Lichuan and Ding Licheng took it for granted.

Although neither Tong Yuan nor Lu Yuan have spoken publicly, they will wonder why Li Ding'an suffered such serious internal injuries.
He almost lost his life for these paintings. What does it mean to bow?
Li Ding'an was still shocked and waved his hands quickly.

Chengjie sighed.

To be honest: When he saw the video for the first time, he also wanted to give Li Dingan a slap in the face.

So when he learned that the ministry leaders organized a group to visit Li Ding'an, he was not surprised or curious at all...

Shaking his head, Chengjie clapped his hands again: "Okay, next room..."

The experts withdrew one after another, but Yang Lichuan was reluctant to leave and stayed at the end, looking at them again and again.

Li Ding'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Yang Suo, don't worry, if we don't get some research results, you won't be able to leave!"

Yang Lichuan nodded and turned off the light.

The curtains slowly fell, and the comrade guarding the door locked it again.

Chengjie took the lead and walked to the next room.

An expert took a look and saw the "Ceramics" plaque on the door, and waved back: "Director Liu, Director Gu..."

If you rank the ceramic experts in the Forbidden City, the first one is of course Lu Benzhi, and the second one is Liu Xinmin.

Earlier, it was Lin Ziliang, and then Gu Chunfeng.

However, he did not stay long in the Forbidden City. Within two years of being the director, he was transferred to the Cultural Relics Bureau.

Then he retired and used his remaining energy to serve as deputy director of the Appraisal Committee, where he remains until now.

Among the ceramic experts present, he and Liu Xinmin were the top ones, so there was nothing wrong with asking them to enter first.

Liu Xinmin waited and said, "Director Gu!"

"It's okay, let's go together!" Open the door, turn on the light... Countless rays of light were reflected, and Gu Chunfeng subconsciously squinted his eyes.

It’s different from the studio. There are no boxes here, but rows and rows of transparent cabinets.

It was filled with bottles, jars, plates and dishes... The glass reflected light, and the porcelain also reflected light, which was particularly dazzling.

After getting used to it for a while, Gu Chunfeng's eyes opened: Ding kiln, Ge kiln, Di kiln, Qing kiln... It's amazing, there are even Guan kiln and Jun kiln?

When you take a closer look, your heart can't stop beating: Are they all genuine?

Having been immersed in it for most of his life, he was confident that he would not be wrong, but the point was not true or false.

Rather, all of them are fine products, and all of them are treasures...the treasures of the inner palace!

But how come there are so many?

Take a look around and make a rough estimate: there are more than a thousand pieces.

Even if I am mentally prepared, even if I feel that there are more than a thousand paintings, and they are all authentic works by famous artists, there will definitely be no shortage of porcelain.

But I really never thought that there could be so many?

The horror was like a tide, one wave after another, constantly impacting his soul, but then he suddenly paused, his eyes straightened, and his eyes shone with fear.

Wishes of blue light came into the eyes, green but not green, blue but not blue, it was like jade but not jade but better than jade, like verdant flowers, moist like piles of fat.

There was a buzz in my mind, and my heart beat like a drum: Ru Ci.

So many?

How many are there here, and how many are circulating on the market?

His breathing gradually became faster, and Gu Chunfeng walked over slowly as if he was lost in thought.

The fingers brushed gently, as if touching the skin of a lover, gently and carefully. His eyes were shining with endless desire and greed.

Why am I not the one who encounters these things?

In an instant, Gu Chunfeng suddenly understood why Yang Lichuan and Ding Licheng bowed to Li Ding'an.

What he got back was what he got back...even if it wasn't, he was the first to find it...

A surge of anger suddenly rose in his heart, and he rushed to Tianling Gai in an instant: Li Ding'an, you idiot...

He stared at Li Ding'an closely, his eyes fierce and stern.

Is there something wrong with this person?

Li Ding'an lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Secretary, who is this?"

Chengjie looked at it: "Gu Chunfeng, originally the deputy director of the Porcelain Research and Preservation Institute of the Palace Museum, was later transferred to the Cultural Relics Bureau."

"How do you feel that he has a grudge against me?"

"Don't worry about it... He's just like that, has a bit of a weird personality, a bit moody... Oh, right..."

Chengjie suddenly remembered, "Lin Ziliang remember, this is his father-in-law!"

Li Ding'an's eyes widened: "What?"

"It's my stepfather-in-law... But after Lin Ziliang arrived at the Forbidden City, he resigned!"

Damn it... Even if he is a stepfather-in-law, isn't he still a father-in-law?
To say that there is hatred... it is more than just hatred: Lin Ziliang is afraid that he will skin him alive and eat his flesh alive?

But shouldn’t it?
He had met Feng Youran, Qi Ying, and Lin Siqi, who were in the same relationship with him, but he had never noticed that they had any unfaithful or angry looks or expressions towards him.
Besides, for such a big case, the facts cannot be disclosed casually.

It must be an illusion...

On second thought, he looked over again and saw that Gu Chunfeng had turned back, pointing at a large blue and white jar with Liu Xinmin, discussing something.

When he turned back, his face was as calm as ever. He saw Li Ding'an staring at him and smiled kindly.

Just with this smile, Li Dingan suddenly had a sudden attack.

You were so cruel just now, but in the blink of an eye you smiled at me again... Even though you have a weird personality, your face changes too quickly?
There is a problem, there must be a problem.

After that, you must ask Zhang Hanguang...

Thinking about it, he walked over.

As before, there were endless praises and sighs.

But there are not as many scraps as the previous paintings. Although there are some residual weapons here, they are only a few scattered ones, so there are far fewer complaints and curses.

The experts stood next to the cabinets and looked at them one by one, appreciating each item and commenting on each item.

But with nearly two thousand items, how can I see them all?
It was Chengjie who reminded them again and again before driving these experts out.

After the door was locked, these experts looked at Li Ding'an again, and their moods were different again.

They finally understood why Yang Lichuan and Ding Licheng looked like pilgrims just now.

At the same time, I also understood why Li Ding'an could be the team leader without qualifications or background, and why he could be the team leader, and why there would be so many leaders supporting him and standing up for him.

These things were all brought back by others...

……

Continuing to look down again, this time it is gold, stone and bronze.

When he saw the lubo clock, the triplex, and the side as big as a sheep trough, Director Zhu's eyes almost popped out.

Copper coins, silver ingots, and gold coins from the Song and Liao dynasties were also calligraphy, paintings, and porcelain from the Song and Liao dynasties. He also thought that even if there were bronze ware, they would only be from the Song and Liao dynasties.

That's right, the halogen bell from the Song Dynasty.

But what about the rest?

If it weren't for the bronzes from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, Lao Zhu would have dared to poke his eyeballs out...

Developed...really developed...

He breathed heavily and stared at Li Ding'an, wishing he could not throw himself in for a kiss.

Come again?

Li Ding'an felt a chill...

Then came the jade articles. The team leader was the deputy curator of Shoubo. When he saw those Song seals, tears fell immediately.

One by one of the remaining experts, they were all shocked and speechless.

How many imperial seals have been unearthed so far?
There is only one side, and even those that are difficult to distinguish between true and false and highly controversial are counted, and there will only be thirty or forty parties in the end.

But without exception, they are all Qing seals, none from the pre-Qing Dynasty.

But here, more than twenty people suddenly appeared, or was it Song Xi?

What does this equal?
Unique, the only one in the world... broke the record, broke the history...

Too excited to watch, the experts were kicked out again by Chengjie.

No way, it's too exaggerated, someone actually cried?

He was afraid that if he continued to look at it, someone would kneel down while holding the jade seal...

This is the last room. The place is not big, but the strange thing is that there is only a long table with only one thing on it, which is also covered with an oxygen shield.

If you look carefully, isn't it just a stone?

But when they found out what this was, everyone turned pale and their whole bodies trembled with excitement.

Chencang Shigu...how the hell is this possible?

When someone reacted and looked at Li Ding'an, they suddenly felt that he was shining with light.

What's the point of bowing?
Li Ding'an squinted his eyes: No!
Where did the Eighteen Arhats go? (End of chapter)