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This picture is taken out and presented on the table.

The composition uses the method of folding branches, with dead wood branches stretching upwards in various shapes from the lower right, painted with dry brush and thick ink, old and straight.Using the method of accumulating ink, draw a starling perched on a branch, singing loudly, and the branches seem to be moving slightly in response to the rhythm, thus showing the harmonious beauty of the rhythm of life in nature.The bald pens dot the leaves, one or two thin vines and several wild bamboos are drawn together with the old leaves on the dead trees, adding to the quiet and fresh atmosphere after the rain in the empty mountains.

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The painting exhibited in front of Wang Ding and Jin Long is indeed much more delicate and flexible in terms of artistry. When Wang Ding first saw this painting, his first reaction was, did Mr. Xu make a mistake? Huang Tingjian's hand.

As for the inscription on the upper right corner of the poem, "Mountains and sky are silent and people's voices are utterly silent, and birds roosting in spring rain", Wang Ding felt that this poem seemed familiar, but it didn't resemble Master Huang's style of poetry.

I wanted to find a clue from the seal, but I don't know if it was a coincidence or Mr. Xu's intention. At this time, Mr. Xu's hand covered the screen, making that location a secret.

"Why, what about Master Huang Tingjian's picture of a robin?"

"Mr. Xu, is this picture the work of Master Huang Tingjian?" Jin Long also had this question, and immediately asked Mr. Xu.

Xu Fengshui said lightly, "How could it not be Huang Tingjian's work? Writing poems and running script is exactly Master Huang's style. Besides, Master Huang also has a special liking for robins. He praised the poems in "Flying Sky". **The branches grow cold, and the wine glass is dry in life. The flute blows the rain obliquely before the wind, and the hairpin flowers in the drunken crown. It is because of his love for this kind of bird that he created it. Why do you think it’s not the picture of a robin? Do you know how to appreciate the painting and calligraphy of this famous artist?”

It was as if Xu Fengshui's authority had been challenged, and he immediately felt a little uncomfortable.When asked about Jinlong, Jinlong really became cautious.

"I probably know something. I want to see the seal of this painting."

For collectors and appreciators, the seal of calligraphy and painting is the supreme condition for their judgment. If Jinlong thinks that this is not the calligraphy and painting of Master Huang Tingjian, then the seal must not be his.

"Seal, okay." Xu Fengshui smiled, and when he moved his hand away, Jin Long and Wang Ding looked at that place at the same time.But at this time, the seal of Master Huang Tingjian, which is the same as Lamei Sanyong, did appear in the lower right corner of the calligraphy and painting.

"This?"

Jin Long was dumbfounded, maybe he didn't expect this situation at all, Jin Long was caught off guard.

"What is this, this is Master Huang Tingjian's seal, what do you want to see now?"

It's not that Jin Long has never appreciated calligraphy and painting, and he also knows the essentials of appreciating calligraphy and painting. The layout, style, and even poems of any painting can reflect whether it is the artist's work.But now, in front of Mr. Xu, they are all just empty talk, useless.

The seal has shown that this is the work of Master Huang Tingjian, and the poem that Mr. Xu said just now can also show that Huang Tingjian does have this hobby.

Then... Jinlong thought it was Huang Tingjian's work.

"I don't want to look at anything. I just misread it."

"Really. If you read it wrong, you will see it wrong. I don't blame you. Then, Xiao Ding, you can also take a look at this picture of robin by Master Huang Tingjian and express some opinions."

Wang Ding was named, but he was stunned for a few seconds before saying "En".In fact, it's not that Wang Ding doesn't speak, but that Wang Ding feels more and more strange now.

One is that the painting style and poetry are not like Master Huang's handwriting and style. Huang Tingjian has high attainments in calligraphy and poetry, but when it comes to painting, Wang Ding is skeptical about depicting such vivid paintings.What's more, Wang Ding always felt something was wrong with the poem written by Mr. Xu just now.

What's more, it happens that this painting is still Huang Tingjian's seal at the place where the final seal is signed.

There must be a problem.

Wang Ding concentrated his mind this time, when the aura rushed out from the jade plaque, Wang Ding controlled his eyes and looked at the seal.

At this time, Wang Ding first took the seal of Lamei Sanyong as a model, and compared it with the seal on this picture for verification.

After checking its size, seal method, twists and turns of strokes, fat and thin, and Zhu Wenlai, Wang Ding found that the two seals were indeed exactly similar.

However, at this moment, there was a faint yellow light shining on the seal paper of the Robin Picture, and that light flowed from Wang Ding's pupils.

When the light shone on the silk paper, Wang Ding noticed that there was still a slight difference between the two.Everyone knows that ink pads are used for seals, and the ink pads are old and new. Judging from the patina on the two paintings, that is, the luster on the silk paper, the former is rough and old, but the latter is not so old.

Wang Ding continued to stare intently, and a more bizarre scene appeared in the next second. On the first calligraphy and painting of Lamei Sanyong, Wang Ding could slightly feel that the pupils could absorb a little bit of aura. The feeling was very subtle, so Wang Ding is not strong, as if there is nothing.But because there was no response to the robin picture, Wang Ding realized that the former had aura.

Wang Ding didn't know what this meant?But Wang Ding can already infer from what he saw just now: the so-called robin picture should not be the work of Master Huang Tingjian at all, and the seal is just a fake seal.

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"Are you optimistic? You didn't speak for a long time, are you purely angry with your Uncle Xu?"

Although Xu Fengshui frowned to express his dissatisfaction, when he said uncle, he was still kind.Wang Ding saw the mystery, so naturally he wanted to speak out.

"Old Xu, the reason I've been watching it for so long is not to be angry with you, but because I was thinking about a problem. In fact, I have the same opinion as Brother Jin Long before, that is, I don't think this work is Master Huang Tingjian's."

"After thinking about it, do you think it is right now?"

"No, after thinking about it, I don't think it's Master Huang's work." Wang Ding said firmly.

"Didn't you read the seal?" Elder Xu looked unconvinced.

"I've seen the seal. But although this seal is exactly the same as the previous one, it's not enough to prove that it is the work of Master Huang Tingjian. I don't know if you want to test us, or what. This seal is obviously forged."

"What a forgery, you are obviously talking nonsense, these two chapters are exactly the same, how can you tell that one is true and the other is false? Also, that poem is crazy, it does not mean that this picture is Huang Tingjian Was it created by the master..."

"Wait." Hearing Xu Lao mention the name of the poem again, Wang Ding suddenly realized and remembered something in an instant. "Mr. Xu, you should be testing us. Now that I think about it, I remember that the poem should be called "Partridge Sky". It should be different from the robin sky, right?"

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