The Supreme Being of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 33 The real work is in my hands
"Everyone doesn't know, but Uncle Qin knows!" The cute little Cai Yan peeked among the flowers, her eyes rounded.

"General Qin, what do you know?" Chen Lin asked maliciously.For Qin Ye asking him to pay double the price to buy the picture of Kong Sheng's apprenticeship, he still has a grudge.

Qin Ye smiled lightly, "This picture is fake."

what!
Shocked, everyone backed away, staring at Qin Ye with frightened eyes as if seeing a monster.

"Fake...fake!" Kong Yu, the owner of the gift, stuttered in fright.

"impossible!"

"He must be talking nonsense!"

"Anything is fake. Everyone says it's true, and everyone's eyes are sharp. Could it be that it's not as good as a young man!"

A moment later, the celebrities and scribes were furious, and the sarcasm without dirty words was heard endlessly.If ordinary people were subjected to such criticism, they would have burned to death long ago.But Qin Ye is very calm and calm, because his supreme eyes have already seen the flaws in this word.

"It can't be fake, Qin Mengjie, don't talk nonsense, you are too shameless." Kong Yu cried out and shouted: "Everyone, the silk cloth craft used by Chunqiu for painting has a faint astringency. Smell. This craft has been lost, and the silk cloth after that has no such smell at all. But this silk cloth has this smell.”

"Look at this font. It has both form and spirit. It is exactly the same as what is written on the inscriptions preserved by Taoism. When I came, I went to find Heavenly Master Ge Xuan. He also said that it was authentic, and he wanted to exchange it with me for ten thousand gold. No change."

The grandson of the saint has long regarded money as dung.

The Ge Xuan mentioned by Kong Yu is the patriarch of the Lingbao School of Taoism, honored as Ge Tianshi.Taoism respects Ge Xianweng, also known as Taiji Xianweng.Together with Zhang Daoling, Xu Xun and Sa Shoujian in the Taoist school, they are the four great heavenly masters
Everyone glared at Qin Ye angrily. If they could, they would have gone up to tear the small country thief with their hands.

Qin Ye was very calm, "This calligraphy is the best imitation."

Imitation!Everyone's heart trembled, and they all scolded: "Qin Mengjie, if you can't explain why, you slander the world's literati and prevent you from getting out of this gate!"

The crowd was really angry. The scholar could be killed but not humiliated. He gave up his body and wanted to punish the national traitor on the spot.

"I'm afraid you're going to send me out respectfully." To be a national thief is to have the consciousness of being a national thief, and Qin Ye is now calmly becoming the national thief in Lao Cai's heart.

"Speak." Everyone said angrily.

"What would he say?" Cai Yan, who was hiding among the flowers, was full of curiosity towards Qin Ye.He is not afraid of so many people accusing him.People said that he was a national traitor, but he didn't do anything cruel to the people. It was also heard that he often helped the people around the barracks.Adults are really scary, I really can't understand their thoughts.

Qin Ye pointed to the pair of 'Shang Shan Ruo Shui', "There are only two flaws in this painting, the biggest flaw is the silk cloth you mentioned. The craftsmanship of Spring and Autumn does have a faint taste, and the craftsmanship has been lost. Therefore, the imitation In order to achieve that taste, the author uses the most rare method in the world, that is, horse urine to erode the silk cloth."

"what?"

what?

Horse pee!

Everyone was shocked by these words, and they were soft and soft, and they didn't believe Qin Ye's words at all.They are all staring and going crazy.It's so hateful, he actually said horse urine, saying that Lao Tzu's word is horse urine!
If Qin Ye said otherwise, everyone might not be crazy, but this horse urine is so driving people crazy.Especially these well-educated scribes dare not mention a word of urine in this life, and they always use 'houshui' instead.

"I can't take it anymore, don't pull me, I'm going to fight him!"

When the crowd was raging, Cai Yong finally showed disbelief. He stepped forward, smelled it carefully, and immediately his eyes widened.

"Old Cai!" Everyone exclaimed.

"It's really horse urine!" Cai Yong's white beard trembled for a while, "This is also a lost old technique. I heard Mr. Ma Rong mention this technique."

Ma Rong, courtesy name Ji Chang, was a famous Confucian scholar in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the grandson of the famous Eastern Han general Ma Yuan, the master of Lu Zhi and others, and the ancestor of Liu Bei and others.

Ma Rong wrote a lot of annotations in his life, including "Book of Filial Piety", "Three Rites", "Biography of Women", "Lao Tzu", "Huai Nan Zi", "Li Sao" and other books.

impossible!

A large number of people sat down on the seats, and some even sat on the ground.

Qin Ye calmly said: "As for the other flaw, it's in the font, let Mr. Cai explain it."

Cai Yong was quite excited, and this came from Qin Ye providing a loophole, which he could not have imagined before.It's just that the flaw he saw is still hard to be convincing, and with Qin Ye's this, we can be sure that this painting of 'The Goodness Is Like Water' is an imitation.

Cai Yongdao: "Lao Tzu is the founder of Taoism, and he uses nature to enter the law. Therefore, his calligraphy conforms to the natural atmosphere. This calligraphy has a strong natural atmosphere, but it has not yet reached perfection, and there are traces of ordinaryness. Therefore, it is the second There are flaws everywhere..."

After getting the Doomsday, the scribes wept.

If it's just a fake character, you won't cry.The point is, they sneered at Qin Ye just now, and kept emphasizing that it was true.Click, it's fake.It's okay to be ashamed, but it's barely ashamed to be a national thief.This makes a righteous person, how to accept it.

We are not even as good as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old small country thief, how can we deal with the old country thief?Even if you can deal with the old country thief, the small country thief is so powerful, how will you deal with another old country thief in the future?

The little country thief has grown up and can't control it!
Qin Ye picked up two glasses of wine and gave Cai Yong one.The two clinked glasses happily and drank it down in one gulp.This is the comfort of a real great writer after finding a shocking fake work, and it is natural.

But seeing other people's eyes, a mouthful of old blood almost spewed out.

"This young man is really amazing! With the help of this man, Dong Zhuo will be in great trouble." Xun You was really shocked.

However, at this time, Chen Lin jumped up, "Everyone, don't panic, Qin Mengjie, you said that this painting is fake, Mr. Cai also judged it, and we recognized it. Then, please take out your congratulatory gift and let us appreciate it." Right. Seeing that you took out the scroll just now, it should also be a pair of calligraphy and painting."

At this point, it seems that it is no longer a matter of congratulatory gifts, but a head-on confrontation between scholars of the world and thieves of small countries.

What are you kidding, you can't beat a small country thief, and you can't kill him culturally?

He must be beaten to death.

How old is he? He started learning from his mother's womb, only seventeen or eighteen years old.All of you here have taught students longer than he has lived, so you really lost to him!

"Yes, take out yours and have a look."

Everyone made up their minds that no matter what Qin Ye offered, they must use the most vicious words in the world to mock his gift.

"Okay..." Qin Ye sighed, "Since you're going to be ashamed, I'll take it out. You can't compare my gift." These people don't give him face, so naturally he doesn't show any favor.

The crowd became even more angry. They had seen someone who pretended to be aggressive, but they had never seen someone who could pretend like this.How do you know we can't compare before you take it out?

"Take it out, take it quickly!" Everyone shouted.

Qin Ye took out his congratulatory gift, and as the servants unfolded the scroll, everyone fell silent.Everyone's eyes were red, and it turned out to be, "The picture of Confucius' apprenticeship was written by Mencius!"

It's authentic!
Everyone trembled. If it was just a picture of Confucius' apprenticeship, there would be many.But from the hands of Saint Meng, it is too tyrannical.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and really compared all the congratulatory gifts of all of them.I'm afraid that all the congratulatory gifts combined are not as precious as others.This is not measured in monetary terms, this is the work of a saint.

Everyone was about to cry again, how many of them, how many famous people, they all lost to the small country thief, who could bear this.The whole thing is a moment of shame in the cultural world.

"Don't be afraid, his painting is fake!" Someone exclaimed.

Everyone looked in shock and saw that it was Chen Lin, "Kong Zhang quickly said, where is the fake..."

Chen Lin held back for a long time, her face turned red, and then she shouted, "Because the real work is in my hands!"

(End of this chapter)