Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 678 The Priceless Treasure
Song Dongping took the scroll and returned it to the butler to put it away.

Song Hongyu seized this opportunity with great difficulty, and how could he let it go easily? He immediately stepped forward and said, "Father, no matter what, this is also a wish from my younger brother. It should be shown to open everyone's eyes!"

Wang Qiaoyun continued, "Yes, father, today is your 80th birthday. The gift that my little brother brought out must be extraordinary. Maybe it came from someone, worth millions."

How could Song Dongping fail to see that these two guys were aiming at Song Haotian, and they were ready to get angry after staring.

And at this moment, a clear and clear voice came from the roll call boy at the entrance of the lobby: "Contemporary painting sage Li He resigns, come to celebrate the old man's birthday."

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, Li Heci was famous in the entire Xuanyuan Kingdom.

No matter those who know calligraphy and painting or not, they have all heard of this contemporary painter. They did not expect this great man to come to the old man's birthday in person today.

Song Dongping liked calligraphy and painting the most on weekdays. Hearing the arrival of the painter Li Heci, the anger on his face disappeared immediately, and a smile appeared on his face.

When Song Hongyu heard that the person he had invited had finally arrived, he immediately brought his family to greet him with a happy smile. A group of people welcomed Li Heci in like stars holding the moon.

Wang Qiaoyun took the opportunity to say: "Father, now that Master Li is here, let him appraise the painting of little brother to see how much it is worth."

Song Qingfeng also jokingly said: "Yes, Grandpa, good things should be appreciated by everyone, not hidden secretly."

Li Heci didn't know what happened here before, and when he heard that there were famous paintings that needed appreciation, he immediately expressed great interest: "Mr. Song, is there any good painting that you can show me?"

"This……"

Song Dongping immediately showed a look of embarrassment, and Li Heci himself made it impossible for him to refuse.

Song Qingli over there showed a proud expression, stepped forward and took the scroll from the housekeeper, and then brought it to Li Heci.

"Master Li, please help everyone to appraise it. What kind of famous painting is this and how much is it worth?"

Li Heci's eyes fell on the scroll, and he immediately showed a look of disappointment, but he took it out of politeness.

"From the material point of view, this painting is not an ancient painting. It should be produced in modern times. It looks more like the paper used by elementary school students to learn painting..."

He shook his head while talking, then reached out and opened the red string tied to the painting scroll.

The people around looked at everything in front of them gloatingly. The old man suddenly jumped out with a son, which made everyone unhappy.

Especially those who are involved in family inheritance, they regard Song Haotian as a thorn in their side. Now that they have finally seized an opportunity to see a joke, they will naturally not let it go.

Standing by the side, Song Hongkun couldn't help shaking his head secretly. He couldn't understand how this shrewd little brother would take out such a thing as a birthday gift. It was indeed too contemptuous.

Besides, now that Li He is resigning, even if the old man wants to help, he can't say anything, after all, the facts are here.

Wang Qiaoyun said angrily: "Mr. Li, please help me to see how much this painting is worth? Is it worth a million?"

"This kind of modern painting is not worth much at all, unless it comes from everyone."

Li Heci shook his head again while talking, how could the current calligraphers and painters use such inferior quality paper for painting.

Song Qingfeng wanted to embarrass Song Haotian, and asked immediately, "Then it should have a value, even if it's not worth 100 million, it can still be worth 100 yuan. Master Li, please give me a price."

"If you have to ask for a price for this painting..."

While speaking, Li Heci had slowly opened the scroll. When his eyes fell on the picture of the pines, his whole body trembled, as if struck by lightning, his expression became dull, and his eyes were extremely eager.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking, Wang Qiaoyun asked again: "Master Li, what are you talking about? Even if it's not worth 100, why is it worth ten or eight yuan? Or it's not worth a penny. Burn it as waste wood?"

After she finished speaking, the people around her suddenly burst into laughter, all laughing very heartily.

How could Song Dongping fail to see that these people deliberately humiliated his youngest son, and suddenly he was furious and ready to explode.

And at this moment, I saw Li Heci holding the painting with trembling hands, and shouted excitedly: "Priceless treasure, this is a priceless treasure, a masterpiece of the world that no amount of money can buy!"

"Uh……"

Everyone was dumbfounded at this moment. They thought it was a worthless piece of wood, but why did it suddenly become a priceless treasure?

Even the old man who was about to explode was taken aback for a moment, he never thought that Li Heci would give such an appraisal result, judging by the other party's excited expression, he was not joking.

It was Song Hongyu's family who were most stimulated. They were all waiting to see the joke, and they were all waiting to press Song Haotian's face on the ground and trample on it freely. They never expected such a result.

Wang Qiaoyun called eagerly: "Master Li, are you joking?"

Li Heci's expression suddenly sank: "What is the identity of this old man, how could he just joke with you casually?"

"This……"

It was only then that everyone present realized that the old man in front of him was a saint of contemporary painting, and it was absolutely impossible for him to make fun of the painting.

At the same time, doubts arose in everyone's hearts. Could it be that what this young man took out was really a valuable ancient painting, or was it the work of a famous master?

Song Qingfeng asked: "But Master Li, didn't you just say that this painting is a modern work, so it must be worthless?"

"What do you know?"

Li Heci's eyes reluctantly moved away from the painting, and he gave him a hard look, "What the old man said just now is that unless it is a masterpiece, it is worthless, and this painting just happened to be made by everyone."

Song Hongyu said unconvinced: "Master Li, even if it is a famous work, it is not worthy of the words priceless treasure, right?"

Li Heci smiled coldly, his smile was full of contempt.

"I don't know if you have heard of the realm of subtlety?"

As soon as his words fell, the people present were in an uproar again.

The king of Chu has a thin waist and a starved bone. Because the old man likes calligraphy and painting, the Li family has a deep research on calligraphy and painting, and they all know the major realms of calligraphy and painting.

But the Realm of Subtlety is only a legendary existence, and it has never been seen before.

Song Hongyu asked in disbelief: "Master Li, you said that this painting is a subtlety, how is this possible?"

"That's right, this is the realm of nuance!"

Li Heci held the scroll in his hand with respect, "This painting has not only reached the level of detail, but is also at its peak.

In this world, apart from my family teacher, the old man has never heard of anyone who can draw such a state of art, isn't it a priceless treasure? "

After these words were finished, there was another burst of uproar in the audience.

Li Heci, the sage of painting, is a unique master of calligraphy and painting in the contemporary era. His words in calligraphy and painting are tantamount to final conclusions, and no one dares to question them.

That is to say, the birthday gift presented by the youngest son of the old man is not only ordinary, but also a priceless treasure.

Song Dongping immediately beamed with joy, while Song Hongyu's family was extremely disappointed, as sick as eating flies.

When they invited the painting saint, they originally wanted to humiliate him severely, but the humiliation failed, and instead became a godly assist for them.

If those words just now came from Song Haotian's mouth, everyone would just laugh, no one would believe it, but it was Li Heci who made the decision, which is equivalent to a final decision!
(End of this chapter)