"Father!" It was Feng Junhan who spoke this time. "This painting woman can imitate Zhang Yi's painting style so vividly. It's hard to tell the truth from the false. It shows that she is extremely talented. She must also be arrogant and have an eccentric temperament."
It’s human nature to not be able to find the right person for a while!”
Ning Jingwan didn't expect Feng Junhan to speak up for her, but she felt slightly unhappy in her heart.
The emperor nodded, "What Jun Han said makes sense, and I can understand it. Princess Jing, did you just say that the other one was also a fake?"
Jingjing Wan nodded, "Yes, Father, the "Magnificent Mountains and Rivers" is from a long time ago. The picture shows the mighty rivers and the vast sky. It depicts the color of the water in the south. The mountains are undulating, less plains, the dangerous peaks are towering, and the cliffs are in the north.
Mountain view.”
Mr. Liang was not unhappy at being accused by Princess Jing just now. He forgot the danger of his behavior just now, but was very interested. "I am stupid and can't see the forgery of this painting. Please ask Princess Jing."
Give me some pointers!"
Jingjing Wan smiled slightly. It seemed that Mr. Liang was not a bureaucrat, but really liked famous paintings. He was studying famous paintings and nodded gently, "Because this painting is so old, some people spend their whole lives trying to imitate the magnificence of this painting."
The world is vast, and there are always people who can fake it, but to tell whether a painting is authentic or fake, in addition to the painting style, there is also the artist’s skill. The paper used in the painting is also an important basis for distinguishing authenticity!”
Helianyao said disdainfully: "Is there anything special about this paper?"
Helianyao's words were still high-pitched, but Jingjing Wan could hear her guilty conscience from her voice. I'm afraid she also discovered the problem!
Jingjing Wan said to the emperor: "Father, if you are brave, please lend me a dagger!" Entering the inner palace, except for the imperial guards, no one is allowed to carry weapons, let alone dangerous things like daggers!
The emperor nodded and said: "It's accurate!"
"Father, there is no need to sacrifice the near for the distant, just use the dagger of my son!" It was Feng Junhan again.
The emperor said: "Okay!"
Immediately, a chamberlain took the dagger from Feng Junhan's hand and handed it to Jing Jingwan respectfully, "Princess Jing, please!"
Ning Jingwan looked at the dagger in her hand. The carvings were exquisite and lifelike. She knew at a glance that this sword was made by everyone. She never thought that Feng Junhan actually had this privilege and could carry the sword into the inner palace? The emperor really loved this one.
son!
Ning Jingwan pulled out the dagger, and with a flash of cold light, she finally saw what sword energy was. This was sword energy, and she didn't know how much blood was stained on it!
Ning Jing Wan's slender fingers brushed the blade of the sword, and suddenly, she leaned over and gently stroked the rice paper as thin as a cicada's wings. Everyone did not even dare to breathe out, for fear of missing something wonderful.
As Ning Jing Wan's fingers moved gently, everyone finally saw that the paper was actually made up of two layers. The imitated painting was painted on the upper layer, and the waiters on both sides carefully opened the layer of Ning Jing Wan.
When one layer is lifted, the sense of age on the paper of "Magnificent Mountains and Rivers" immediately disappears. Judging from the paper alone, it is by no means an authentic work by Master Wang Shi.
Helianzhen and Helianyao were speechless now. Ningjing Wan smiled slightly and said, "Father, it is not impossible to imitate the painting style of a master. However, if it is a painting of a long time, in addition to the style of painting, the age of the paper is also different.
It is even more difficult to create, so in order to create a fake that looks like the real thing, some people often use two pieces of rice paper to be superimposed together in a special way to imitate the age-old feel of the paper!"
There was silence all around, the silence was terrifying, no one dared to speak, Jingjing Wan said lightly: "Father, my son has shown his embarrassment!" He turned back to his seat, sat down slowly next to Feng Junhan, and looked at all the eyes.
Turn a blind eye.
If Helianyao hadn't been so aggressive, Ning Jingwan didn't want the brothers and sisters to step down. Whether the national gift was a fake or not would have no impact on her. It would be better to do less than to do more, and apart from herself, few people in the world could.
You can see the traces of a fake that can be mistaken for the real thing.