Cai Youlin was silent for a while before continuing: "I don't want the world to lower their evaluation of Yuan Yongsheng because of my works... I can't tarnish Yuan Yongsheng's name because of my crimes!"
This guy...
"So you attach yourself to this fake and scare every owner of it so that they can get rid of the fake quickly?"
"Yes... I know it's stupid to do this, but I'm already dead and there's really no other way... But over the years, because I've often been put together with works titled 'Yuan Yongsheng', I've also seen a lot of things.
It’s a counterfeit made by me. As long as I find traces of forgery, I will tell the buyer a dream to make them give up the purchase. This can be regarded as my small atonement..."
"Which dynasty and generation are you from?"
"I died in the first year of Yuanhong."
A person who lived nearly forty years ago... This guy has actually been wandering in the world for so long without turning into a wraith?
Zhou Shi rubbed his chin, not knowing how to deal with this ghost attached to the calligraphy and painting.
"What unfulfilled wishes do you have?"
"Me?" Cai Youlin was stunned for a moment and said, "I just want to take back all the fakes I made so that I can die in peace."
Zhou Shi rolled his eyes and said to himself, good guy, your wish is too big!
"The number of fakes you made is not only one thousand, but also eight hundred, right?"
"Strictly speaking, it is eight hundred and seventy-two."
"How much time will it take to find them all? Not to mention the quality of your handwriting is so high, and after more than 40 years, who knows where they have ended up?"
Cai Youlin said firmly: "If you find one, it counts as one. Anyway, I have plenty of time now."
You have time, but I don’t! Zhou Zhi cursed in his heart and wanted to discuss it with him again: "Actually, there is no need to take them all back, right? Antiques are a business that pays attention to eyesight. You can identify the authenticity at a glance, and you can be confident about the authenticity.
If you have no eyesight, you may die without knowing that you bought a fake..."
"That doesn't work either. A fake is a fake, no matter what, it can't be real. Others can't see it, but I know it in my heart. Since I know it in my heart, I can't pretend not to know."
Cai Youlin's words were so convincing that Zhou Shi had no way to deal with this counterfeiter.
No idea, take him back first and let Mr. Mo take a look...
Zhou Shi said helplessly: "The Mr. Wang who brought you back is a treasure appraiser. He has long seen that this is an imitation. He just accepted it because he thought it was a clever imitation. You don't need to scare him anymore. I'll do it first."
I’ll take you back and discuss it carefully.”
After explaining to Cai Youlin, he rolled up his calligraphy and paintings and went out to find Wang Yinchang.
"Shopkeeper Zhou, what's going on? That evil spirit is caused by you..."
"It's settled. I have to take away your painting and calligraphy and dispose of it. Even if I bought it, you can give me a price."
When Wang Yinchang heard that the evil spirit had been solved, he was naturally happy and refused to ask for money.
But Zhou Shi insisted on keeping one code at a time, and finally reached an agreement: Wang Yinchang took away the ingot of silver that was thrown at Fengde Building, and Zhou Shi put another five taels of silver on it - which happened to be the price Wang Yinchang bought the calligraphy and painting for. "Shopkeeper Zhou, I really don't know how to thank you!"
"You're welcome, we are old friends after all. We will see each other often in the future."
"Come and come often, come and go often!"
The reason why Zhou Shi said this was that he was still thinking about the imitations of famous calligraphy and paintings in Wang Yinchang's family, hoping to improve his skills as a calligrapher and tablet maker through copying.
Leaving Wang Yinchang's home, Zhou Shi carried Cai Youlin's imitation and went straight to Fengde Building.
"Shopkeeper, have you gone to Mr. Wang's house?"
As soon as he entered the door, Agui, who was cleaning, asked.
"Ah, yes." Zhou Shi waved what was in his hand and said, "A gift from Mr. Wang."
"Gifts? Calligraphy and paintings?" Agui was stunned. He had served Mr. Wang for several years and knew that this man cherished his collection of antiques and antiques the most. How could he give them to the shopkeeper so easily?
"Reciprocity, courtesy, reciprocity." Zhou Shi prevaricated. The reason why he told Agui about the calligraphy and painting was just because the big man often came in and out of his room, and when he suddenly saw an extra calligraphy and painting, he didn't want to be suspicious.
Lunch time has passed, and it’s time for the store to rest. Zhou Shi went back to the room without waiting for the guy who went to the dock to come back to report the situation.
As soon as he entered the door, he bolted the door and checked through the window that no one had entered the yard. Then he gently knocked on the wall and invited Mr. Mo out.
"Mo Lao, please palm your eyes!"
He unfolded the "Picture of Poems on Sunset Rivers and Mountains". Mr. Mo stared at it with strange eyes for a while and said: "Well, it's a good painting and good calligraphy. If I'm not mistaken, this should be an imitation of Yuan Yongsheng of the Southern Dynasty, right?" Zhou Shi was startled and said: "Mr. Mo, do you still know how to calligraphy and painting? How do you know this is an imitation?"
Mr. Mo pointed to his disproportionately large eye with his short finger, and said: "But the one above is a bit of an eyesore, making it difficult for me to see clearly. Let's ask him to come out and speak first.
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Hearing this, the calligraphy and painting shook slightly, a gloomy energy overflowed, and Cai Youlin's ghost appeared above the calligraphy and painting.
"I've seen the old man."
"I'm not old..." Mo Laoyi jumped up, sat down on the kang, and said, "Tell me what happened."
Zhou Shi recounted what happened at Wang Yinchang's house and Cai Youlin's experience. After listening, Mr. Mo said: "Well, it seems that this person's obsession is not with himself, and his grievances are not heavy. In addition, the person who was caught in this calligraphy and painting
The literary energy is suppressed, so I can still control myself without turning into a wraith.
"But if you want to recover the fakes, it's a big project, and it won't be completed in a year and a half."
"The old man knows it well. As long as I stay in the world, I have to look for it, otherwise I..."
Mr. Mo raised his hand to interrupt him and said: "Your sincerity is very valuable, but have you ever thought that you are a dead person after all. If one day, the literary spirit in this calligraphy and painting can no longer suppress you, and you will completely become
Resentful spirits and fierce ghosts are causing harm to the world, what should we do?"
Cai Youlin fell silent.
"At that time, we can only destroy you physically and mentally. Is this the ending you want?"
"I..."
Cai Youlin lowered his head and pondered. After a while, he uttered a few words:
""Sunset over the Long River"."
"What?" Zhou Shi didn't hear clearly.
"The painting I rely on is called Sunset over the Long River. It is an unprecedented masterpiece completed by Yuan Yongsheng when he was dying. As long as the fake of this painting can be recovered, I will give it up."
Zhou Shi reminded: "Isn't the painting you are attached to a fake?"
"No, I made two fakes based on "Sunset over the Long River", and this is just one of them. I want to find the other one and destroy the two fakes together."
"Is this your wish? But..." Zhou Shi glanced at Mr. Mo, "There is no guarantee that you will enter reincarnation when you realize this second-best wish, right?"
"That's true." Mr. Mo said, but his eyes kept falling on Cai Youlin.
"It doesn't matter. As long as the fake masterpiece can be recovered, it doesn't matter even if both body and soul are destroyed!" Cai Youlin said firmly.
Zhou Shi was impressed by his awareness, but he still wanted to ask Mr. Mo for advice.
"Mr. Mo, look..."
Mo Laoyi shrugged and said: "This is best."
"Thank you both!"
"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Zhou Shi knew that even if Mr. Mo agreed to Cai Youlin's proposal, he would still be the one to do the work in the end, so he had to ask the matter clearly, "How can I find the other fake? Who knows the eunuch took it?
Who sold it to!"
"Don't worry about this. Eunuch Zheng mentioned that one of the fakes was given to the Minister of Punishment. It is impossible for him to get rid of such a precious object at will. He must still keep it in his hands!"
But nearly forty years have passed! I'm afraid the original Minister of Justice has been buried long ago... Forget it, this is at least a clue.
"I want to practice calligraphy and tablet making, and having Cai Youlin, an expert in calligraphy and painting, by my side is of course a great help, so it may be to my advantage to not find another fake..."
But Zhou Shi immediately put aside his little calculation, feeling that this was too dirty. He and Cai Youlin should have a mutually beneficial and win-win relationship, rather than unilateral use.
Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment... The gold medal agents are all directly under the Ministry of Punishment. Ask Zhao Xuan back to see if she knows where the descendants of the Shangshu of the Punishment Department from forty years ago live now.
After Cai Youlin's matter came to an end, Mr. Mo went back to the secret room. I don't know why, but he especially likes to stay in the secret room these days. In the past, he would always come out several times during the day, but now he only comes out at night when the inn is open. Zhou Shi hung the imitation of "Sunset over the Long River" on the wall, and was about to take a good look at it when he heard Xiaosi's call from outside the door.
"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper..."
He reluctantly opened the door and asked: "What's wrong?"
"Someone is here from Yueqing Tower, saying he wants to see you."
"Yueqing Tower?" Zhou Shi was stunned, what are the people from Yue Qing Tower doing?