Chapter 063 There are three falsehoods in this painting
The time came to eight o'clock in the morning, and the sun was like a furnace.
Fan Shigui was already fat and was still wearing a long-sleeved silk shirt. He looked at Shen Yu, but he was not angry because Shen Yu told him to shut up.
Unscrew the purified water and drink it.
Shen Yu waited for him to finish drinking and continued: "Not to mention the paper that is easy to preserve, even the silk that has become moldy, lost all its flexibility, rotted and cannot be touched, as long as I can find silk of the same texture, I can Keep it as good as ever, with no trace visible to the naked eye."
Fan Shigui continued to drink water without saying a word, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.
"It is not a difficult task to use ancient craftsmanship to stitch together an ancient painting that can look real, except that it is a waste of time.
"Of course, I can understand how you feel when you buy paintings for eyesight, but true is true and false is false.
"Even if I say this is a fake against my will, can you go to a shop that collects calligraphy and paintings and sell it as an authentic painting?
"Now that the identification results are out, please go ahead." After Shen Yu finished speaking, he slowly sat on the chair.
He stared straight at Fan Shigui, as if you had paid the final payment for the appraisal and got out of here with the painting.
Can the painting become real by grinding it again and again?
The corners of Fan Shigui's mouth twitched a few times but he didn't answer. He knew the ability of the master who framed calligraphy and paintings. He had even seen the master frame calligraphy and paintings with his own eyes. A bad painting was sent away, but when he picked it up after more than half a month, it looked like a new painting.
But he was still a little unwilling in his heart, and said harshly: "I admit that what you said makes some sense, but these alone cannot prove that this painting is a splicing. You must give me a few tenable reasons."
Shen Yu said angrily: "The total appraisal fee is one thousand yuan, but you only paid five hundred. You have to pay the other five hundred after the appraisal. I told you that the painting was spliced. What other excuse do you have?
"If you don't believe it, then go find someone else. If I make a mistake in the appraisal, I will compensate you 100 yuan and I will give you 100,000 yuan when I come back.
"If we continue to make trouble unreasonably, we have to find a place to reason with you."
Fan Shigui suddenly fainted, "No, Brother Shen, a thousand yuan is not a lot of money for antique merchants like you.
"But to me, it's just ten hundred-dollar bills.
"If you say the painting is a fake, then you have to give me a valid reason. You can't just dismiss me with a collage.
"I'm here to appraise the painting. I just want a reason. Isn't this considered nonsense?"
Fan Shigui's words were soft at first and then hard. Shen Yu had already expected that he would not give up. He took a sip of the pure water from Qinglianggu that he had just opened, and then said calmly: "How dare I draw conclusions easily without evidence?
"No matter how good the ancients were at craftsmanship, they never imagined that future generations would have such high-power magnifying glasses.
"You will understand if you use a mirror to look at the three places I mentioned."
Fan Shigui took the magnifying glass and looked at the painting carefully. After looking at it for a few minutes, he felt something was wrong.
In the painting, the ancient temple, the pavilion, and the trip are obviously showing slight cracks when observed with a magnifying glass.
Moreover, the cracks may be thin or thick, and the color of the paper may be slightly different. He cannot tell whether the pieces are spliced or not, but it is certain that the painting has been repaired.
If such cracks exist in the entire painting, it can also be explained as being caused by improper preservation of smoke and dust.
But he carefully searched the entire painting several times and found that such cracks were only found in these three places, which means that this "Picture of an Ancient Temple in the Deep Mountains" may really be spliced together.
Thinking of this, Fan Shigui's heart froze.
A fake is a fake. Even if it is made by ancient people, it is still a fake.
What's more, it's just pieced together and can't be sold at a high price. Hey, 60,000 yuan is probably too much to feed a dog.
After calming down, Fan Shigui became more and more reluctant to think about it.
Sixty thousand yuan is not six hundred. The grandfather of the boy in front of me was a top figure in the collecting world during his lifetime. If he were asked to write an appraisal, the fake painting could also become a real painting.
He gritted his teeth and said: "My painting does have some cracks and signs of repair, but there is one thing you didn't expect.
"This painting is indeed the original work of Tang Yin, but it was damaged in these three places. Later generations remounted and repaired it, so that the explanation can be explained.
"Moreover, this painting is complete with Tang Yin's poem, title, and seal.
"There are even the seals of Shen Zhou, Qiu Ying, Xiang Yuanbian, and Qianlong. Just imagine, which forger can be so thorough?"
After saying that, Fan Shigui took out a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath.
While puffing away the mist, his eyes kept rolling, as if he was thinking of some conspiracy.
Shen Yu gently pulled the picture of the ancient temple on the table towards him.
This is completely out of instinct. People who love painting will never see someone smoking next to a painting. A spark can instantly destroy a masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation.
Although this painting is a fake, it is not his own.
Shen Yu was already a little impatient, "You don't understand, antique appraisal can't first look for what's right, but what's wrong.
"What's the use of just thinking about the best in things?
"Since you believe that this painting belongs to Tang Yin, then go ahead and sell it. If you sell it, you will be considered powerful."
Shen Yu didn't even bother to say any honorifics to Boss Fan. Shen Yu really wasn't in the mood to deal with this kind of person.
"Stop talking about these useless things. Humph, it's your fault no matter how you say the co-authorship? I don't understand the splicing and framing, but so far you have only given me an explanation for the wrong clothes. Is this acceptable?"
Fan Shigui refused to give up.
"Okay, you want an explanation, right? Then I'll explain it to you!" Shen Yu suddenly smiled, as if he had a plan in mind and was not afraid at all.
"I won't talk about the style of painting. You wouldn't believe me if I told you, and you wouldn't understand either.
"I would say that there are four 'flaws' in this painting. Hong Guzi said in "Landscape Jue": When painting landscapes, the intention is to put the brush first. The trees on the mountains and the people on the feet are the style.< /p>
"And the people in this travel picture are half taller than the horses. A novice painter can only start to draw after he has matured his ideas. Considering Tang Bohu's status in the painting world, how could he make such a low-level mistake? This is a fake."
Fan Shigui was unmoved. He threw away the cigarette butt and stamped it out with his foot before replying coldly: "Hmph, the horse in this painting is obviously a pony. It doesn't matter if it is shorter than a human, right?
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"What about red millet and black millet? I only know about ghost millet."
Shen Yu knew that this old man would not give up easily, and he did not argue with him about whether your family takes a pony with them when traveling? Does your family take a pony with them when traveling for business?
Telling this kind of arrogant person these things will only bring him to the same level as him, and then defeat him, so defeating him with real appraisal skills is the best strategy.
"This painting is called "Ancient Temple in the Deep Mountains." Most of the paintings are spring and summer scenes, and then you look at the caravans at the foot of the mountain wearing winter clothes.
"It's okay if people go up the mountain to wear winter clothes, because it's cold on the mountain, but how can it be cold when walking at the foot of the mountain?
"The person in the painting is wearing single clothes and cotton clothes. This kind of detail error is definitely not made by calligraphers and painters. This is a falsehood. Do you think what I said is right?"
This time Fan Shigui did not say anything. The content in this painting is indeed flawed and cannot be refuted.
Seeing that Fan Shigui didn't speak, Shen Yu put on his white cotton gloves again, and then tapped the upper right corner of the painting with his right index finger, "There are two seals here. There are no rules for the seals used by Tang Yin in painting, which means there is no fixed use of seals." The mode, whichever one you want to use, is full of arbitrariness.
"But it is completely wrong to use the 'Jinling Jieyuan' here."
Fan Shigui's eyes lit up when he heard Shen Yu's words, as if he had finally caught Shen Yu's shortcomings, "Haha, you don't understand this. Tang Yin is a real Jie Yuanlang, known as Tang Jieyuan.
"Do you know what Jieyuan is? It means first place in the provincial examination. Tang Yin was 28 years old and ranked first in the rural examination in Yingtianfu. Moreover, he not only ranked first in the provincial examination, but also in the prefecture examination.
"If I can successfully complete the joint examination, I dare not say that I will get three yuan, at least I can get a Jinshi. It is a pity that Xu Xiake's great ancestor Xu Jing has been implicated.
"At that time, Tang Yin went to Beijing to take the exam with his good friend Xu Jing, who came from a wealthy family. Xu Jing spent money to bribe a servant of Cheng Minzheng's family, who was a Hanlin bachelor at the time, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, and the chief examiner of the imperial examination, and obtained the imperial examination questions in advance.
"The matter was later leaked, Cheng Minzheng was imprisoned and ordered to serve, and Xu Jing and Tang Yin could not take the exam again.
"Actually, Tang Yin was accidentally injured. Just because he did well in the exam and was good friends with Xu Jing, even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he wouldn't be able to clean it up. But in fact, Xu Jing did not tell Tang Yin the exam questions.
"Tang Yin's good grades are purely because of his talent."
Shen Yu had been waiting for Fan Shigui's words for a long time, with a faint smile on his face: "Boss Fan, since you know that Tang Yin was Jieyuan when he was twenty-eight years old, it will be easy to handle.
"Let me ask you, is it necessary to win the title first and then engrave the seal, right?"
Fan Shigui nodded, "If that's the case, how could anyone carve a seal first before winning the Jie Yuan? Wouldn't that make people laugh?"
"Have you read Tang Yin's self-question?"
"Look, I wouldn't buy it without the title and postscript. No, my ancestors wouldn't buy it either!" Fan Shigui let it slip, but he was quick to think and changed it right away.
Shen Yu slapped the wooden table and said loudly: "Tang Yin wrote in his title that he painted this painting in the early summer of the second year of Hongzhi. This is the biggest superfluity, or a flaw deliberately left by the forger.
"In the second year of Hongzhi, Tang Yin was only eighteen years old. At that time, he had just won the first place in the boy examination and had just married Xu Tingrui's second daughter. How could he dare to engrave the seal of Jie Yuan?
"Could it be that he knew what happened in the past ten years? Knowing that he would be awarded the title of Jieyuan in ten years, he carved this Jinling Jieyuan seal in advance? This is three falsehoods, irrefutable!"
Shen Yu's voice was not loud, but Fan Shigui was like thunder when he heard this, "Yes, how did Tang Bohu know that he would win Jieyuan in ten years?
"Fan Shigui, Fan Shigui, you are such a big fool."
For a moment, Fan Shigui's heart was filled with despair.
