The only favorite for a lifetime, the businesswoman and the concubine

"Father!" It was Feng Junhan who spoke this time, "This painter can imitate Zhang Yi's painting style so vividly. It is only human nature to find someone who is worthy of you for a while!"

Tranquility Wan didn't expect Feng Junhan to speak up for her, but she was slightly unhappy in her heart.

The emperor nodded, "Jun Han is right, and I can understand it, Princess Jing, did you just say that the other one is also a fake?"

Tranquility Wan nodded, "Yes, father, "Magnificent Mountains and Rivers" is very old. The picture shows the vast rivers and vast sky, and the painting is the color of the southern water; the mountains are undulating, slightly less plains, dangerous peaks, and cliffs. Mountain view."

Mr. Liang was not as displeased as he was accused by Princess Jing on the spot just now. He forgot the danger of his actions just now, but was very interested, "My humble minister is stupid, no matter how I look at it, I can't see the forgery of this painting. Please, Princess Jing Point one or two!"

Tranquility Wan smiled slightly. It seems that Mr. Liang is not a bureaucrat, but really likes famous paintings. He is studying famous paintings and nodded slightly, "Because of the age of this painting, some people spend their whole lives imitating the magnificence of this painting. In the vastness, there are always people who can distinguish the real from the real, but to tell whether a painting is genuine or fake, in addition to the style of the painting and the skill of the artist, the paper used for the painting is also an important basis for distinguishing the real from the fake!"

He Lianyao said disdainfully: "Is there anything special about this paper?"

He Lianyao's words were still high-spirited, but Tranquility Wan could hear her guilty conscience from the voice, maybe she also discovered the problem!

Tranquility Wan said to the emperor: "Father, my servant is so bold that I can borrow a dagger!" Entering the inner palace, except for the Imperial Forest Army, it is not allowed to carry weapons, let alone such dangerous things as daggers!

The emperor nodded and said: "Quick!"

"Father, you don't have to look far away, just use my son's dagger!" It was Feng Junhan again.

The emperor said: "Good!"

Immediately, a servant took over the dagger from Feng Junhan's hand, and handed it to Ning Jingwan respectfully, "Princess Jing, please!"

Tranquility Wan looked at the short sword in her hand, the carvings were exquisite and lifelike, and she could tell at a glance that the sword was made by everyone. Unexpectedly, Feng Junhan still had the privilege to enter the inner palace with a weapon?The emperor really dotes on this son!

Tranquility Wan pulled out the dagger, and with a flash of cold light, she finally saw what sword energy is. This is sword energy, and I don't know how much blood is stained on it!

Tranquility Wan's slender fingers touched the blade of the sword, and suddenly, she leaned over and swipe lightly on the rice paper as thin as a cicada's wing. Everyone didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of missing something exciting.

As Tranquility Wan's fingers flicked lightly, everyone finally saw that the paper was actually made of two layers superimposed, and the imitated painting was drawn on the upper layer, and the servants on both sides carefully cut Tranquility Wan apart. When one layer is lifted, the sense of age of the paper of "Magnificent Mountains and Rivers" immediately disappears. Judging from the paper quality alone, it is definitely not the authentic work of Master Wang Shi.

He Lianzhen and He Lianyao had nothing to say now, Tranquility Wan smiled slightly, "Father, it is not impossible to imitate the master's painting style, but if it is an old painting, in addition to the painting style, the sense of age on the paper It is even more difficult to make, so in order to create fakes that look like real ones, they often use two sheets of rice paper to be superimposed in a special way to imitate the sense of the age of the paper!"

There was silence all around, the silence was terribly silent, no one dared to speak, Tranquility Wan said indifferently: "Father, my son has made a fool of himself!" Turning back to his seat, beside Feng Junhan, he sat down slowly and looked at all the eyes. Turn a blind eye.

If it wasn't for He Lianyao's aggressiveness, Tranquility Wan didn't want the brothers and sisters to step down from the stage. Whether the national ceremony is a fake or not doesn't make any difference to me. One thing more is worse than one thing less, and apart from herself, few people in the world can See the traces that are enough to confuse the fake with the real one.