Chapter 081 The silk is old, but the painting is new
"Song Dynasty copy?"
When Shen Yu saw Zheng Congyuan's expression, he sighed softly.
He knew that the valuable thing Zheng Congyuan said was not that he really lacked the money.
Zheng Congyuan really has no shortage of money.
In addition to the fun of shopping for antiques, he actually wants to prove his eyesight like Uncle Song.
Prove that you are not a fat sheep in the antique circle.
He is not a boy who spreads his wealth.
He is a big antique collector with some knowledge of collection and appraisal.
Shen Yu could understand this feeling, but he still wanted to tell the truth: "Unfortunately, no one can imitate the painting sage's pen.
"There are six methods of painting: the first is vivid charm, the second is bone method and brushwork, the third is to match the image of objects, the fourth is to apply colors according to the category, the fifth is to manage the position, and the sixth is to transfer the model and transfer the writing.
"Few great painters from ancient times were able to master all six techniques, but the sages of painting were able to master all six techniques."
As soon as Shen Yu said these words, not only Zheng Congyuan became more energetic, but also the seven or eight waiters waiting outside the hall slowly leaned toward the door, pricking up their ears to hear the story of the painting saint Wu Daozi.< /p>
"Wu Daozi, whose real name is Daoxuan, is respectfully called Wu Sheng. When he was young, his family was poor.
"In the Year of the Dragon, in Xiaoyao Gong, Prime Minister Wei Sili served as a minor official.
"During the Kaiyuan period, because Wu Daozi had gained a certain reputation, Li Longji summoned him to the court, where he initially served as a worshiper and later became a doctor of internal medicine.
"At this time, he had just changed his name to Daozi. Since then, he has become famous all over the world. He is called the sage of painting by many painting historians, alongside the sage of calligraphy, Wang Xizhi.
"When Wu Daozi was a boy, because his family was poor, he did not study painting at first, but studied the cursive calligraphy of Zhang Xu and He Zhizhang.
"Because no matter in ancient times or modern times, learning painting is a very expensive thing.
"It was only later that I studied calligraphy and switched to painting.
"This study of painting is remarkable, and the talent is clearly revealed. "Xuanhe Painting Book" praises him as having the Tang Dynasty, and painting only as Wu Daozi. He fully grasps the beauty of painting and understands the Tao in nature, which cannot be achieved by accumulation and hard work.
"This means that in the entire Tang Dynasty, Wu Daozi was the best painter. As for why he is so good, it is not a result of practicing painting every day, but because he was born to eat this bowl of rice.
"It is said that when he painted, he was as powerful as a whirlwind, and there was a sound of wind when he started painting. When he painted a dragon in Datong Hall, after the painting was completed, the scales flew, and every rainy day, smoke rose around the dragon's body.
"There is an anecdote in "Tang Yulin" written by Wang Chen of the Song Dynasty about Wu Daozi's painting of a donkey. It is said that Wu Daozi visited a monk but was not greeted with courtesy, so he painted a donkey on the wall and trampled all the utensils in the monk's room. The monk knew what he had done. , thank you, and then wipe it off.
"The general idea is that Wu Daozi went to visit a certain monk, but the other person was very rude to Wu Daozi.
"Wu Daozi painted a donkey on the wall of the monk's room. The donkey in the painting turned into a real donkey, trampling all the furniture and other items in the monk's room into a mess.
"The monk knew that the donkey painted by Wu Daozi was causing trouble, so he had to plead with him to erase the painting on the wall.
"This short story actually wants to say that you should be polite to visiting guests, but it also reflects Wu Daozi's vivid brushwork. The sage of painting is the sage of painting.
"Others include the luminous writing, the bald-tailed magic horse, the apprenticeship to learn painting, the roaring rivers and seas, the portrait falling off the wall, and many other strange and strange things. It would take hours to tell them all.
"The records of famous paintings in the past gave Wu Daozi the highest praise: Wu Daoxuan of the country was unparalleled in ancient and modern times. There was no one like Gu Lu before him and no one after him. He taught Zhang Xu the brushwork. This also shows that the brushes used in calligraphy and painting are the same.
"Zhang Ji is called Shu Dian, and Wu is the sage of painting. He is a god created by heaven, and his heroes are endless. They combine the merits of creation and Wu Sheng's brushwork. As the saying goes, the intention is preserved first and the painting is done with the intention.
"Everyone is staying close to each other, but I am leaving behind the painting.
"Everyone is careful about the image, but I am free from the ordinary.
"Painting Saint: Extraordinary."
The waiters were dumbfounded by what Shen Yu said. They didn't want to go out even after being scolded by the foreman. Shen Yu smiled and made an indifferent gesture before giving up.
Zheng Congyuan moved two chairs, poured Shen Yu a cup of the best Biluochun with his own hands, and continued to ask: "To be honest, I have already seen a big flaw in this painting. For example, this line of calligraphy says that the painting saint Wu Daoxuan was painted in the middle of the Tang Dynasty. In the autumn of the fourth year of Zong Jinglong's reign, there was a big problem.
"How can any author claim to be a painting saint?
"Besides, even if it was the painting sage's own handwriting, Wu Daozi at that time did not know that he would be named a painting sage by future generations after his death.
"Hey, Brother Shen, I made you laugh. I didn't see this flaw at all at the time.
"I have another expectation for this painting. Although it is not written by the painting sage, nor is it a Song Dynasty copy, could it be a painting like this painted by an unknown person from the Song Dynasty who borrowed the name of the painting sage?"
Shen Yu shook his head: "This painting is not from the Song Dynasty, because it is modern.
"You can smell it. The smell of the ink in this painting has not completely dissipated. The color of the seal on it is even scarier. It is probably not a year old.
"One of the biggest flaws in this painting is that these seals are all the same color.
"For example, Su Shi's seal of 'Siwuxiezhai' is the same color as Xiang Yuanbian's Tianlaige seal, as well as the Seven Seals of Xuanhe, the Seven Seals of Mingchang, and the Five Seals of Qianlong.
"If this was an ancient painting, this would not exist at all.
"The age difference between Su Shi and Xiang Yuanbian is only 500 years. The seals are arranged in order. How can the colors be exactly the same?
"The exact same color only means that these seals were stamped at the same time!"
Zheng picked up the tea cup from the far end and drank it all in one gulp, still a little unwilling to accept it, "Brother Shen, what you said makes sense, and I can't refute it.
"But there's one thing I still can't figure out, brother, but this is silk! Where can people find this kind of silk now?
"And I have asked the laboratory to identify it. It is definitely old silk. Brother Shen, please see that this silk has turned black. It can't be new silk, right?"
Fatty Li, who had been eating pastries, suddenly spoke: "Silk is old silk, but paintings are not necessarily ancient paintings. Silk, like paper, has blanks passed down from ancient times.
"Boss Zheng, you will know if you attend more auctions. Sometimes old paper and silk will be auctioned in the calligraphy and painting art auctions."
Shen Yu didn't expect Fatty Li to speak for him, so he nodded to express his gratitude.
Fatty Li also gave a silly smile, but he was as skinny as a skeleton, and his smile was really eye-catching.
Shen Yu pretended not to see it and continued to say to Zheng Congyuan: "Boss Li is right. If I read it correctly, this painting was made of rough silk from the Qing Dynasty."
"Oh!"
Zheng Congyuan responded in a low voice. He probably wanted to speak later, but he opened his mouth and finally did not speak.
Shen Yu smiled: "You may still have doubts. Even if this painting is in such a state of ruin, it shouldn't be made of pure silk anyway, right?"
Zheng Congyuan glanced at Shen Yu with some surprise, but he still smiled calmly and said: "That's right. If this painting is not bitten by insects and is free of dirt and stains, even if it feels like a painting is hidden in the painting, I will not spend six months. Wan bought it, after all, there are quite a lot of people who hide paintings for fun.
"The painting looks like this now. I asked people to replace the heaven and earth poles and the axle heads. It was really shabby at the time. It really doesn't look like it was from the Qing Dynasty. I feel that it is at least the calligraphy and painting of the Song and Yuan Dynasties."
Shen Yu took a sip of tea and patiently explained: "Mr. Zheng, you don't know. Silk is a kind of silk fabric. Silk has a fine texture and gives people a heavy feeling. It is much better at resisting dirt than paper." .
"But silk is much inferior to paper. I once picked up a dilapidated silk copy of "Penglai Wonderland Pictures" by Yuan Jiang by an unknown painter from the Qing Dynasty. It was also made of silk from the Qing Dynasty. It was really dirty. Worse than the rags in the back kitchen of a restaurant.
"It can be seen that the age of a silk painting cannot be judged entirely by its blackness or yellowing. Some Song paintings have been well preserved and carefully framed throughout the ages and are still clean and tidy today.
"Some calligraphy and paintings from the Qing Dynasty have rotted into a pile of debris due to improper preservation. The person who sold my "Penglai Wonderland" is Mr. Chen Guangnan, who is also an entrepreneur. You should know him, right?"
Zheng Congyuan sighed: "It turns out that you sold Lao Chen's silk painting "Penglai Wonderland" to him. Brother Shen, you said it very well. Brother, I've got another eye-opener this time!"
Li Hanlin came over and said, "The characters in this painting have vulgar looks and no similar shape, so how can we talk about charm? The coloring is well mastered, but if the brushwork is lost, it will end up being inferior.
"Not to mention the original work of Wu Sheng, even the second-rate painters of the Ming Dynasty are far inferior. Based on what Shen Yu said before, this painting is made of old silk and new brushes. It was only completed in about a year. Mr. Zheng, please put the painting away. ."
Li Hanlin directly identified the painting as a fake.
Zheng Congyuan smiled and said: "I won't accept this painting. Brother Shen has spent so much time and energy on my behalf. Let's give this painting to him as a thank you gift."
Shen Yu quickly gave in, "What's the matter? You bought this painting for 60,000 yuan. Even if it can't be sold for 60,000 yuan, the painting work alone is still worth 10,000 yuan. What's more, it's still old silk. Even if you go to an antique shop to sell it, it's still worth 10,000 yuan." Sold for 20,000 yuan."
Li Hanlin waved his hand: "There is no reason to take back what Mr. Zheng gave away. Shen Yu, just put this painting away!"
***The author has something to say***
ps: The outline of this book is about hard power appraisal, purely urban, but I feel that there are few readers.
After searching, I feel that many readers prefer to watch panel treasure appraisals, system treasure appraisals, and live treasure appraisals that include slaps in the face, passers-by being amazed, cultivating immortals, etc.
I would like to ask the book friends who are reading this book, which kind do you like to read? I have a good idea.
