Winning the new financial era

Chapter 543 Famous Paintings
After a while, the three of Zhao Wenbin came out with the support of Wang Changsheng.

Zhao Erya went up to greet her, and affectionately called "Grandpa", "Uncle", and "Uncle".

Zhang Yida also "recognized his relatives once more", Wang Honghai and Yuan Qizheng both smiled and nodded.

Both of them recognized Zhang Yida very much.

Only Wang Changsheng kept a straight face, "The richest man came to the door, and I was far away from welcoming you, please forgive me!"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Yida's expression.

"Grandpa, this is too serious. There is no richest man here, only juniors!"

Zhang Yida was not shocked by favor or humiliation, with a faint smile on his face all the time, showing no trace of resentment.

Wang Changsheng nodded secretly, whether it was pretending or real, it is very good to have this kind of heart.

This is much better than the image of "a young and frivolous richest man" he imagined in his mind.

What he was most afraid of facing was a young man who would go wild when he was successful, because this kind of person would not last long, nor would he be able to give his granddaughter long-term happiness.

What about the richest man?Who can say what will happen in the future, even the prisoners are not necessarily, and there are countless cases.

This is mainly to consider Zhang Yida's ambiguity, not to make him angry because of some "red tape".

After all, he was also a minister, and his father was a founding father, so he had both family tradition and wisdom.

"Dad, you've got a bad temper again."

The one who dared to talk to Wang Changsheng like this was naturally his youngest son Wang Honghai, and the two sons-in-law did not dare.

In order to make a good impression on his nephew and son-in-law, Wang Honghai also went all out.

"Dad, Yida is meeting you for the first time, can you say something nice?"

Wang Honghai said to Zhang Yida with a smile, "Elderly people, understand that when you get old, you get angry."

Needless to say, after Wang Honghai said a few words, Zhang Yida's impression of this brother-in-law rose in a straight line.

Zhang Yida smiled, but didn't say a word, it's better to say a few words less.

Zhao Erya saw her grandfather as if she had eaten explosives, so she hurried out to make a rescue.

"Grandpa, Yida and I have prepared a gift for you."

After speaking, he turned around and went to pick up the gift.

Wang Changsheng looked at Zhao Erya, who was in a hurry, like a child who hadn't grown up, with a hint of kindness in his eyes, "This girl, she has been so lively since she was a child."

Several people sat down on the sofa, and Zhao Erya also brought gifts.

A long box.

Zhao Erya asked Zhang Yida to clear the tea table, put the box on it, and motioned for grandpa to open it.

Mysterious, what a great baby?

While cursing, Wang Changsheng opened the box and found that it was a set of scrolls. When he unfolded the scrolls, he was stunned.

Wang Yiduo also came to see the baby, took a look, and couldn't help laughing "haha".

A vicious little tiger opened its mouth wide.

It's supposed to look sinister, but the mouth is so big that it's almost like going to the dentist, a bit like comic exaggeration.

There is also a circle drawn on the tiger's head, and a large character "哩" written inside it!
The pine trees and rocks next to the tiger are quite like the style of ink painting.

On the left edge, there are also large characters of "Tiger Roaring in the Mountains and Forests, Swallowing the World", "Tang Yin", and a red seal stamped on it.

"Yaya, where did you buy this painting?"

Zhao Erya looked at everyone innocently, and replied, "I bought it at Poly Auction Company last year! What's wrong? Is this painting wrong?"

"Bought by an auction company? Didn't you hire a professional to test it?"

Wang Changsheng loves calligraphy and painting very much, and he can tell the authenticity of this painting at a glance.

What left him speechless was that his granddaughter seemed to have bought a counterfeit, and it was a particularly fake one.

"Yida, you have to talk to Poly Company about this matter.

I know that their backgrounds are tough, but you don't have to be afraid, my uncle will support you behind. "

Wang Honghai picked up the bag, with a look of righteous indignation.

Zhang Yida was also very depressed. I remember that I didn't buy this picture of "Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest"?

What about the "Moon Spring Scroll"?Was dropped?
He looked at Zhao Erya, you are choosing a gift, why is it like this?

Zhao Erya was very satisfied with everyone's performance, and laughed "haha".

So happy to buy a fake?Money wasted?
Just when everyone felt puzzled, Zhao Erya reached into the long box and took out the stuffing.

Now everyone can see clearly, there is a hidden compartment below, and there is a scroll hidden in it.

"Okay, you bastard, you're playing tricks on everyone again!" the old lady gestured.

"Hey, such a grown-up man, he still likes to play tricks so much."

Wang Changsheng couldn't help but scolded again.

After everyone complained about Zhao Erya, they took out the scroll, put it on the coffee table, and slowly stretched it out.

The painting is divided into two parts, the heart of the painting is on the top, 113 cm long, and the inscription and postscript is on the bottom, 135 cm long and 31 cm wide.

In the front part of the picture, the mountains are far away, misty in the morning mist, and there are several thatched halls hidden by uneven bamboo fences. The pines are lush, the mountain springs rush down, and the wooden bridges lie among them.

In the back part of the picture, there are towering mountains, rocks and miscellaneous trees, and there is a senior man wearing a square scarf and a toga, sitting on the shore with his hands on the bank, looking deep into the lake.

When Wang Changsheng saw the painting, he couldn't take his eyes off for a moment, and waved his hand without looking sideways, "Yaya, hurry up, find a magnifying glass for grandpa!"

Zhao Erya turned around and found a small box from the pile of items she just brought home, took out a magnifying glass from it, and handed it to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng arched his back and carefully examined it with a magnifying glass for nearly half an hour, his eyes and back were a little sore.

He straightened his body, let out a big breath, and twisted his old waist.

While supporting his waist, he said: "This is the real thing, you see, it not only has the square seals of "Tang Bohu" and "Zhu Yunming", but also a seven-character poem in running script written by Wen Zhengming.

This painting was given to Monk Yuequan by the three of them. Monk Yuequan was quite famous in the Ming Dynasty at that time, and many poets gave him poems, which were passed down to later generations.

Due to the special status of the giftors, the three of them have a very high artistic level in drawing and writing, which is different from social works.

Moreover, this is a work jointly produced by three of the four talents in Wuzhong, which is quite precious!
There are not many works handed down by the three of them, let alone a joint production. "

When Wang Changsheng was admiring, Wang Yiduo interjected, "Grandpa, who are the four talents in Wuzhong? Are they Tang Bohu and Zhu Zhishan, the four great talents in Jiangnan?"

Wang Changsheng nodded with a smile, "Yes, it's the Four Great Jiangnan Talents in the movie. The other one is Xu Zhenqing, and Zhou Wenbin in the movie."

"Wow, this painting must be very expensive!"

Wang Honghai glanced at his daughter and said with a smile, "Close to a small goal."

He turned his head to look at Zhang Yida and Zhao Erya again, and said in a humorous tone, "There are rumors in the world that at the Poly Autumn Auction last year, a mysterious boss bought this "Moon Spring Picture" for a transaction price of 9200 million yuan. "Volume", it must be the two of you, right?"

Zhao Erya was amused by her brother-in-law, and nodded to express her acquiescence.

"I prefer traditional culture. When I have nothing to do, I like to buy some antique calligraphy and paintings, arty."

Wang Honghai laughed, wondering what else Zhang Yida had in his collection.

Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up when he heard their conversation, and asked, "Any more? Do you still have Tang Yin's paintings?"

this problem!

Zhang Yida groaned in his heart, and found that Zhao Erya was trying to wink at him.

In fact, he still has a pair of Tang Yin's paintings, which he bought from Mr. Xianlin who once held the Sex Museum in Munich.

There are 12 pictures of erotic palaces in the whole book, and there are inscriptions and postscripts. The calligraphy and painting are excellent, so he can't put it down.

He heard that Dongying actually still has a pair, but he has not contacted the collector, and he will take it if he does.

The reason why I like Tang Bohu's erotic pictures so much is because this romantic talent can be regarded as a representative figure in this field for 5000 years.

Body art in ancient China was underdeveloped, because the ancient Chinese tabooed nude bodies, and artists did not use nude models, so there were no masters like Michelangelo in ancient China.

But Tang Bohu is different, he often uses girls who have a relationship with him as models, that's why his paintings are so vivid and lifelike.

Zhang Yida looked at Zhao Erya whose eyes were about to wipe him out, feeling extremely tormented.

I'm such an honest person, it's not good to lie, right?

In the end, the desire to survive overcame his conscience, so he shook his head like a rattle drum, "Tang Yin's works are gone, and other painters' works are still there."

"Really?"

Wang Changsheng's eyes were full of doubts. He just saw his granddaughter give this kid a look.

He thought for a while, Tang Yin seems to be very famous in painting, don't you...

He wanted to ask a few more questions, forget it, save some face for the young man.

　Let's add more tomorrow!I just finished writing today, so I'm really tired.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)