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I glanced at the other calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and walked over together.

Although Guqin only likes the qin, he has also read a lot of ancient books while collecting qin scores over the years. It can almost be said that he is a [-]% new historical master.

Although Lin Fenyu is a director, she is very strict with herself. Whenever she directs a new TV series, she will check the background information in the TV series in detail.

In addition to being influenced by her husband, it can be said that it is also a seventy to eighty percent, 78 new historical master.

Because of this, the more they looked at the calligraphy, paintings and hanging ornaments on the wall, the more shocked they felt.

Gu Kaizhi of the Han Dynasty's "Luo Shen Fu Picture", Gu Hongzhong of the Southern Tang Dynasty's "Han Xizai Night Banquet Picture", Tang Bohu of the Ming Dynasty's "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix Picture"... If these calligraphy, paintings and hanging ornaments are true, I can't believe it. possible.

But if you say that they are all copied, this copy is too real, and every master painter, every calligrapher has its own characteristics, how can one person copy so many people's calligraphy and painting? What's more important is , the calligraphy and paintings here are all originals that have disappeared in the records, and only copies survive.

Guqin and Lin Fenyu looked at each other, saw him nodding, and then made up his mind.

Turning his head to Han Changsheng, he said, "Mr. Han, your copied calligraphy and paintings here are really amazing. I don't mind having one more friend to appreciate it. He is in Hohhot, and he will be there in a short time."

".……do not mind."

Han Changsheng paused for a moment, but still nodded.

Although this situation is not quite the same as his pre-designed script, it's okay, as long as it is roughly similar.

Huang Bo gave Han Changsheng a thumbs-up, "Mr. Han, you are amazing! The calligraphy and paintings copied can be praised by Director Lin and Mr. Gu."

Sha Yi laughed and said: "Now I finally know what the biggest difference between Mr. Han and us is. While we are still thinking about how to play a role well, Mr. Han has already begun to improve his personal qualities."

Ordinary people are not familiar with Guqin and Lin Fenyu, but they...actors know a lot.

Director Lin can be said to be the number one female director in the TV drama industry.

Mr. Guqin's status in the world of ancient music, apart from... the first three reclusive masters, he is basically... the number one person in this generation.

But even these two well-informed people still attach great importance to the copied calligraphy and paintings on the wall. It can be seen that Teacher Han's calligraphy and painting skills have reached a certain level.

Talking and laughing, the person Guqin invited arrived soon.

Shan Qiyu, an old man in sixties with a round face and a round belly, wearing a simple undershirt, with a refined smile on his face, looks a little kind.

Seeing the person coming, Guqin and Lin Fenyu who had been waiting outside smiled and stepped forward.

Huang Bo stared blankly, gave Sha Yi and the others a wink, and went to greet them.

Sha Yi curiously asked: "Brother Bo, what's the matter.

know this old man"

"You don't look familiar"

"It looks familiar, but... I can't remember it."

Huang Bo lowered his voice and said: "The director of the Palace Museum, Shan Qiyu, and the current director are all his students.

He also served as a servant of the Ministry of Rites before."

Sha Yi and the others shrank their pupils and hurriedly followed.

There were more than [-] officials of the third grade in the Ming Empire, and the director of the Palace Museum in Beijing accounted for one.

Three thousand to one, plus "before"

Words shouldn't be taken too seriously.

But the name of Minister of Rituals is very powerful. They make TV dramas, movies, and variety shows, and they are basically under the control of the Ministry of Rites.

"Old Gu, you are not dead yet!"

"You're so lonely if you don't die and I can drive the crane west."

Guqin and Shan Qiyu exchanged a few words, and introduced familiarly: "Mr. Han, this is Shan Qiyu, a rather gluttonous fat man.

Old Dan, this is what I call Mr. Han Changsheng, Mr. Han, compared to your fat head and big ears, he is not too handsome."

"Old Gu, what you said is wrong. At my age, half of it is buried in the earth. I don't want to be handsome, as long as I can live."

Shan Qiyu smiled back at Guqin, shook hands with Han Changsheng, and said gently: "Hello, Mr. Han, I, Shan Qiyu, an apprentice in the antique world."

"Han Changsheng, a toddler in the imitation world."

Guqin rolled her eyes and said speechlessly: "Can you two stop being so hypocritical? A former dean of the Imperial Palace Museum in the capital even claims that he is an apprentice in the antique world, and another copy of a work can be called the restoration of the original, but he still claims to be in the world of copying. Do you despise me, you shamblers?"

"Old Gu, you are so powerful, you offended two humble people as soon as you opened your mouth."

Shan Qiyu gave his old friend a thumbs up, and then met with Yang Mi and the others.

It was also a coincidence that Shan Qiyu knew Yang Mi, or he knew Yang Mi's grandfather.

Grandpa Yang used to be a small official in the Ministry of Rites, and he was a colleague of Shan Qiyu's father, so the relationship between the two should be uncle and niece.

Shan Qiyu greeted everyone, and bowed to Han Changsheng, "Mr. Han, can I go in and see your masterpiece?"

"Of course, please!"

Han Changsheng led with one hand, and walked away first, with an inexplicable taste in his eyes.

He didn't expect that this person turned out to be the former director of the Palace Museum in Beijing, but he didn't know whether the script could still follow the route he set.

"Hey! Why is your monitoring so conspicuous?"

Shan Qiyu had just entered the big yurt... for a moment, he was taken aback, and what he said was very similar to Huang Bo's.

"Teacher Han's stuff is priceless, how can you rest assured if you don't monitor it?"

Guqin joked, patted his old friend on the shoulder, and dragged him towards the "Lanting Collection Preface", "Look at the "Lanting Collection Preface" copied by Mr. Han, you are guaranteed to be surprised!"

"Then I'm really looking forward to it! I don't know that this "Lanting Collection Preface" can surprise me..."

Seeing the "Preface to the Collection of Orchid Pavilion", Shan Qiyu's pupils shrank, and the words behind were choked in his throat.

He hurriedly took three steps back, quickly scanned from left to right, and then quickly took a few steps forward, his nose was directly attached to the copybook.

"In the ninth year of Yonghe, at the age of Kuichou, at the beginning of late spring, we will meet at the Orchid Pavilion in Shanyin, Kuaiji..."

The full text of "Lanting Collection Preface" has 28 lines, 324 in total, and you can read it in a minute if you speak fast.

But it took Shan Qiyu a full five minutes to finish reading, with his hands still in his hand: he quickly wrote stroke by stroke in the air, as if copying in the void.

After he finished reading, Guqin laughed and said, "Old Dan, does it look like that?"

"Like! So much like! A replica is nothing more than that!"

Shan Qiyu nodded repeatedly, turned his head to look at Han Changsheng, and said seriously: "Mr. Han, are you sure you copied this?"

"Uncle Shan, if this copybook is not a copy, can it still be an authentic copybook?"

Yang Mi spoke lightly from the side, her eyes were a little displeased.

What do these people mean? Why does Shan Qiyu seem to suspect that his master has done something bad? Said calmly: "My niece, please don't get angry, "The Preface to the Collection of Lanting" was written by the sage Wang Xizhi.

The whole story is charming and elegant, with exquisite characters, stippling is like dancing, like a god and man helping each other, it has been regarded as the best by the calligraphy circles of all dynasties."

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Yu m.com Yang Mi frowned after listening, and said in a neutral tone: "Uncle Shan, what you said... I have heard my grandfather say it, but does it have anything to do with my master's copying stickers?"

"It's a big deal!"

With a low voice, Shan Qiyu pointed to the "Preface to the Collection of Lanting Pavilion" beside him, his eyes were a little dignified, "If this copybook is really a copy, then I would really be amazed, because the words written on it are even better than the original one. It's even better to get three points and 3!"

"Uncle Shan, don't be joking. No matter how talented my master is, he can't write this word better than a scholar!"

Yang Mi smiled dryly, and hurriedly humbled Han Changsheng.

She can be proud that her master is a genius, but she really doesn't dare to be so proud that the master's handwriting surpasses that of the sage of calligraphy, Wang Xizhi.

That person has been sealed for more than a thousand years as a book sage, if she dares to answer for the master, the entire cultural world will criticize her master.

Shan Qiyu shook his head and explained: "Niece Mi, you didn't understand Uncle Shan's words, I mean this copy sticker is probably the original."

Yang Mi frowned, "Uncle Shan, as far as I know, the original of "Orchid Pavilion Collection" is in the Palace Museum!"

"The Palace Museum collects a copy of Feng Chengsu, a master of calligraphy in the period of Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty, and this one..."

Shan Qiyu kept the "Lanting Collection Preface" beside him all the time, and said word by word: "Maybe it is a book that has disappeared for a long time! Holy! True! Trace!"

Quiet! As soon as these words came out, the room immediately became quiet, and it was so quiet that the sound of the wind blowing in the distant sky could be heard.

The "Lanting Collection Preface" written by the sage of calligraphy disappeared when Liang Guowen Tao robbed Zhaoling in the Five Dynasties.

If this is seen again, the problem will be big.

At least, this thing has been around for a long time, Yang Mi came back to her senses, shook her head and categorically denied it, saying: "This can't be the authentic work of the book sage, it was copied by my master!"

Tong Liya: "This copybook was written by my master, I can prove it!"

Zhao Liying: "My master was busy yesterday and the day before yesterday, so he must have written this copybook stroke by stroke!"

Liu Sisi: "My master is a genius, and it's possible that his calligraphy is comparable to the master of calligraphy."

Di Lieba: "It's just a copy of "Lanting Collection Preface", my master can write another copy in minutes!"

So what can the former director of the Palace Museum do? To slander his master is... no! Huang Bo frowned and said, "Dean Shan, Mr. Han doesn't like excitement the most. He always stays at home to read and study. I believe this copybook is more He copied it."

Sha Yi: "Principal Shan, Mr. Han is so lazy every day that he doesn't go out of the door and doesn't go out. It is impossible to come into contact with the authentic works of the book sage."

Gu Li Nazha: "Principal Shan, Han Dacai, this copybook is just... well written."

Guqin patted Shan Qiyu on the shoulder in displeasure, "Old Dan, you came here to open your eyes, not to find trouble here, if you want to do this again, go where you should go quickly, don't mess with me Ma Dan Qiyu and the rest of the crowd finished talking in a hurry, and then smiled wryly: "I didn't say that this must be the authentic work of the Book Sage, but that it is possible.

Perhaps this is why Mr. Han's calligraphy skills have reached the realm of a calligrapher."

As soon as these words came out, everyone gradually came down.

Compared with the authentic works of calligraphy sages, it may be better for calligraphy skills to reach the realm of calligraphy sages.

Shan Qiyu glanced at the calm Han Changsheng, and said meaningfully: "Mr. Han, don't you mind if I analyze this copybook!"

Hearing the specially emphasized four-character copybook, Han Changsheng's eyes flickered for a moment, and a flash of nostalgia disappeared, and then he said "please" as if nothing had happened.

Character.

Shan Qiyu smiled faintly, and put on a class posture, "As we all know, the most ironic thing in the "Lanting Collection Preface" of the Palace Museum is...those...seals, a good handwriting must...stamp a bunch of them The seal is like adding a dead mouse to a pot of delicious food, which is very disgusting."

I clicked on "Lanting Collection Preface", and sighed: "And the reason why I say this 'copybook' is like the authentic work of Shusheng is because it doesn't have too many seals."