Chapter 192: Concealing Heaven and Crossing the Sea (1)
Except for those who came to cheer and left for the lounge, there were still more than ten people at the door.
The people who stayed behind are all real antique collectors in the capital. In addition to attending the opening ceremony today, they also wanted to see Wei Hua's collection.
As students majoring in cultural relic appraisal and restoration at Peking University, Feng Yongkang and Zhu Kai naturally stayed with Li Ran.
In the past, they listened to Qi Gong's lectures from a distance without even having a chance to say a word. Now that they were able to have such close contact, several of them were a little excited, and they surrounded Mr. Qi like stars holding the moon.
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"Xiao Wei, I heard that you have often participated in some foreign auctions in the past few years and purchased cultural relics lost abroad. This is a major event that benefits the country and the people, and your merits are immeasurable..."
Looking at the several exhibition halls in front of him, Mr. Qi was in a good mood. What saddened him most in his life was that his ancestors were unjust. He was bullied by foreign enemies several times and plundered many of the country's treasures abroad.
In recent years, Qigong has united many well-known figures in the antiques and academic circles to buy back precious cultural relics lost abroad. However, due to a shortage of funds, the results have not been very great.
"Mr. Qi, this is something that every capable Chinese should do. Compared with your contribution to the domestic cultural relics community, I am still far behind."
Wei Hua asked Meng Lin to accompany several high-ranking officials, but in front of Qi Gong, he did not dare to show the slightest arrogance or neglect. Although the old man looked kind-hearted, he was actually a man of steel.
bone.
A senior general of the Air Force once went to Qi Gong's home to ask for a calligraphy. For such things, the old man never refused anyone who came. However, there happened to be something at home that day, so he told the visitor to come back in a few days to get a calligraphy.
Who knew that the general was not happy and insisted on the old gentleman writing to him on the spot. Qi Gong immediately became angry and said, "Aren't you a military-level cadre? Why don't you send the air force to bomb me?" This made the visitor very embarrassed and angry.
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Qi Gong has grown older in recent years and rarely attends private events. It was Wei Hua who took photos of many of his collections and showed them to the old gentleman, and then invited him to the scene.
"I, Bai Wuyi, am a scholar, but I am still not as good as you..." The eighty-year-old gentleman was very quick in thinking. After hearing Wei Hua's words, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, with a somewhat desolate look on his face.
Just last year, a copy of "Song Xuezhai Collected Works", a manuscript written by Zhao Mengfu, one of the four masters of regular script, was photographed abroad. After Qi Gong heard about it, he immediately joined forces with multiple departments to prepare to photograph it.
It's just that "Song Xuezhai Collected Works" was too famous. In the end, Qi Gong and others were still short of financial resources. This priceless manuscript was acquired by a wealthy man from Hong Kong Island.
Li Ran on the side knew what Qi Gong was thinking, and immediately said: "Teacher, Hong Kong Island has returned. Now many things have been photographed by people over there, which means they have returned to the motherland. You don't have to worry so much."
Li Ran has been staying at Beijing University for four or five years. In addition to his family background, he had already studied calligraphy, painting and jade appreciation under Qi Gong the year before last.
Li Ran's status as a disciple is completely different from the teacher Qin Feng and others call him in class. Basically, he will visit the old gentleman's residence every once in a while to ask for advice.
"Oh, they all say that descendants are unworthy, but I am unworthy of my ancestors."
The old gentleman shook his head. He had never acknowledged his status as a member of the Qing royal family to the outside world, but today he said it twice in a row. This shows the deep resentment caused by the loss of those precious cultural relics.
"By the way, Li Ran, I brought you the piece of jade you took last time."
Seeing Li Ran, the old man remembered something, took out a piece of jade cicada from his pocket, and said: "This thing is a modern fake, but the craftsmanship is very good, and it can be mistaken for the real thing..."
Not long ago, Li Ran found a piece of ancient jade and took it to Qi Gong for appraisal. Someone happened to be asking for a calligraphy at that time, so the old gentleman asked Li Ran to keep it at home. This time he thought of it and brought it over.
"is fake?"
Reaching out to take the piece of jade cicada from Qi Gong's hand, Li Ran had a look of astonishment in his eyes and said, "Teacher, I got this piece of jade from the "Qi Baozhai" store. Are they also selling fakes?
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Recently, some ancient jades with good quality have appeared in the capital. Li Ran spent 80,000 yuan to buy them. More importantly, "Qi Shi Zhai" in the capital never sells fake jade. This is a sign of damage.
"The people at "Qishizhai" may have made a mistake. There is something wrong with the clear color of this jade. It is definitely a new imitation and old, and the age is probably no more than three months..."
Qi Gong shook his head and said: "Although the sword technique on this jade cicada is simple, it has a majestic, broad, natural and bold artistic conception. It is vigorous, rough and powerful. It should be the long-lost Han Badao. They should
That’s where I got it wrong.”
"Han Badao? Does anyone still know how to do it now?"
Li Ran rubbed the jade pendant in his hand and said, "Teacher, if this sword technique is the same as the Eight-Sword Han Dynasty, my 80,000 yuan will be well spent."
The representative work of "Han Badao" is the Badao Cicada. The shape usually uses simple straight lines to abstractly express its morphological characteristics. It is characterized by that each line is straight and powerful, as if cut with a knife. It is commonly known as "Han Badao".
Eight swords".
The Han Badao handicraft is a representative work in the history of domestic jade. It has a high level of craftsmanship and artistic value and occupies an important position in the history of jade. Jade with this style will no longer be found after the Han Dynasty.
"What's fake is fake, but this craftsmanship does have some collectible value..."
Looking at the jade cicada in Li Ran's hand, Qi Gong said: "As far as I know, there are still a few people who know it, but there should be some who live to be a hundred years old, and they are probably their descendants..."
Having said this, Qi Gong sighed: "These people just won't come out, otherwise the reputation of a craft master will never escape."
"Grandma, you really have matured with age, you can see it like this?"
The onlookers thought that this was an on-site appraisal conducted by a teacher instructing an apprentice, but when Qin Feng saw it, he was shocked in his heart, because the jade cicada was made by Qin Feng.
The prototype of this jade cicada is the mouthpiece in the nine-orificed jade that Qin Feng obtained from tomb robbery.
The mouth piece itself is an imitation of the Han Eight Swordsmanship, but through Qin Feng's hands, it has made up for some shortcomings in the carving techniques, turning it from Tang Jade into a real "Han Jade".
But Qin Feng never expected that the objects he made in Jintian would flow into the capital so quickly, and this was the second one he had seen besides Hu Baoguo.
For Qi Gong, Qin Feng really couldn't describe his admiration for him in words at this time. The old man said it to the point. He wanted to find the only fault with this jade, that is, the clear color, but this is due to the hardness caused by too short time.
hurt.
"Mr. Qi, I also have a piece of jade here. I bought it from a friend's shop in Jintian City a few days ago. Why don't you give it to me too?"
Wei Hua originally wanted to ask Qi Gong to help him review the collections of each museum. When he saw Li Ran's piece of jade, he couldn't help but feel happy and took off a piece of handle from his waist.
This handle is carved from a single piece of Hetian jade. It is about the size of a baby's palm and is rounded on all sides. In the middle, a reclining Buddha is hollowed out. The image is lifelike and the knife work is extremely exquisite.
"Damn, my buddy has made a total of twenty or thirty pieces of jade, and you can see three of them so quickly?"
Seeing the object in Wei Hua's hand, Qin Feng couldn't help but reveal a wry smile. Although this handle was slightly different from the jade cicada, it was also made by Qin Feng.
"Well, the real owner didn't even see it, so he started first?" Mr. Qi laughed when he heard this. After taking the handle, he said: "I am old and my legs and feet are not good. Let's find it."
Let’s sit down somewhere and talk.”
"Yes, yes, let's go to the tea room."
Wei Hua nodded repeatedly and helped the old man to the tea room on the left side of the entrance. This place was specially used to entertain guests. It could only seat seven or eight people, while Qin Feng and the other young people naturally stood nearby and listened.
After sitting down, Wei Hua saw his precious daughter also following the tea room. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and said: "Feifei, why are you here too? Aren't you afraid of being interested in these things?"
Although Wei Hanfei often helped Wei Hua participate in some art auctions abroad, Wei Hua knew that she only held signs every time and didn't like these things that dead people had played with.
"I came in to listen. Dad, please leave me alone and let Grandpa Qi start the appraisal."
After hearing what her father said, Wei Hanfei's pretty face blushed slightly and she glanced at Qin Feng. She didn't know what was going on, but she just walked in behind Qin Feng.
"Huh? Could it be that my daughter has taken a liking to that boy? I'll go back to Li Ran and ask him about his origins..."
What a look in Wei Hua's eyes. Naturally, his daughter's little movements could not escape his eyes. His eyes turned to Qin Feng, and Wei Hua focused on Qi Gong again.
"This is Tang Yu's style..."
Taking the magnifying glass handed over by others, the old man explained while looking at it: "Although Hetian jade has been mined before the Qin and Han Dynasties, it did not reach a large scale until the Tang Dynasty, so the quality of Hetian jade is the best among Tang jade..."
Wei Hua also had a lot of research on jade, and he immediately interjected: "Mr. Qi, the quality of this jade is pure, the color is natural, and the patina is thick. In my personal opinion, this should be a Tang jade handed down from generation to generation...
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As mentioned before, ordinary ancient jade can be called heirloom jade if it dates back at least one dynasty and has been played with for three generations. However, the price of heirloom jade is far beyond that of jade that has just been unearthed.
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After Wei Hua's piece of toy was acquired by the Jintian store, he regarded it as a treasure. If Wei Hua had not been in a special position, he would not have been able to buy it. Even so, he spent a total of 800,000 yuan.
"Huh? Judging from the patina and clear color of this jade, it should be a piece of Tang jade." Qi Gong looked at it for a long time. Although he felt a little panicked, he could not see any flaws after all.
"Tang jade is Tang jade, but ancient jade handed down from ancient times may not be so."
Hearing the old man's appreciation, Qin Feng couldn't help but murmured in a low voice, feeling a little proud of his method of concealing the truth. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
