Controlling the speed of blood flow is not a big problem for Qin Feng. After thinking for a while, Qin Feng asked: "I wonder when your people will come? I'm afraid this tattoo won't last long, right?
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"They won't come, we will go there..."
Qin Bing shook his head and said: "The meeting of the five clans is about to be held. The clan has already passed. I believe there are at least two elders there. Plus my words, the three elders are enough to prove your identity.
As for the tattoo, you don’t have to worry. The pigment I prepared can’t be washed off even if you wash it. It can stay on the body for three months and will gradually fade away by then..."
"Okay, Brother Qin Bing, I'll leave it to you!"
Qin Feng nodded when he heard this. He knew that once his royal bloodline was spread, even if the space was large enough, he might not have a foothold.
And at that time, even the Qin soldiers would not dare to come forward to protect him, because that would cause the other four major clans to jointly attack the Qin family, which would bring disaster to the Qin family.
"This thing is easy to handle." Qin Bing said with a smile: "But it won't work during the day. I have to prepare and wait until night to paint. It will be quieter then."
The place where Qin Feng lives now is in the center of Tianyun City, surrounded by shops, making it very noisy during the day.
After Qin Bing entered Huajin, he originally practiced in the mountains outside Tianyun City. If it weren't for meeting Qin Feng, he would not have come out of the mountains.
"Okay, then I'll go out for a walk!"
He has been in this space for several months. Although Qin Feng wants to get out of here every moment, he also knows that this kind of thing cannot be rushed. Coupled with the matter of blood inheritance, Qin Feng's heart gradually calms down.
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To be honest, if Qin Feng knew the way out now, he might not take it. After all, if he wants to solve the mystery of his life experience, he may have to land in this place.
"Second brother, you go with Qin Feng..." Qin Bing smiled apologetically at Qin Feng and said, "It's a bit troublesome to prepare those things, so I won't accompany you."
Qin Bing's tattooing skills are famous throughout the Qin clan. From time to time, some high-ranking members of the clan would ask him to get tattoos, so Tianyun City is equipped with a lot of tattooing materials.
The painted tattoo seems relatively simple, but in fact the pigment requirements are higher than the real tattoo, and Qin Bing really has to spend a lot of effort to prepare it.
"Brother Qin Bing, if you accompany me out, there will be problems."
Qin Feng laughed when he heard this. Qin Bing is an elder in the Qin Presbyterian Council and has a respected status. If he accompanied a young man like him to wander around, I am afraid that the entire Tianyun City would make random guesses.
"That's true." After hearing Qin Feng's words, Qin Bing also laughed.
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"Qin Feng, where do you want to go?"
After taking Qin Feng out of the government office, Qin Jun pointed to the street in front of him and said: "Actually, nothing is getting better. If you want to buy something, I can just ask someone to buy it..."
Qin Jun is also a well-known figure in Tianyun City, so after accompanying Qin Feng out, he already had an extra hat on his head. Fortunately, there were many people dressed like this on the street, so it was not very conspicuous.
"Walking around, you don't necessarily buy anything." Qin Feng smiled and shook his head, and walked into a calligraphy and painting shop with interest.
How did Qin Jun know that Qin Feng came from the outside world, in the world where Qin Feng lived. If he wanted to see such authentic ancient scenes, he might have to go to some movie cities.
"I wonder whose calligraphy and painting the two guests want?"
The shopkeeper, who was sitting in the shop and was originally drowsy, immediately became energetic when he saw Qin Feng and Qin Jun coming in, and rushed towards them.
Naturally, you need to have a good eye when doing business. At this time, Qin Feng had already replaced the linen clothes with silk. Judging from the shopkeeper's eyesight, he was definitely a first-class big customer.
Moreover, Qin Feng's age is also what the shopkeeper likes the most. How can a young man like this in his early twenties know anything about calligraphy and painting? If you just take a copybook and fool around with it for a few words, you can probably sell it as an authentic work of Wang Xizhi.
"just looking around……"
Qin Feng originally just wanted to feel the ancient style when he went shopping, but after hearing the boss's words, he couldn't help but think about it and carefully observed the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.
From the Qin Dynasty to the Republic of China, this space has never had contact with the outside world for more than two thousand years. There may be some works of calligraphy and painting masters from the dynasty. If you can come across them, you can still find them.
Qin Feng was originally a connoisseur of antiques. After making this idea, he felt a sense of expectation.
After all, cultural relics such as calligraphy and painting are the most difficult to preserve, and the outside world has been plagued by wars in modern times. Many precious calligraphy and paintings were burned in the wars. If you can find some authentic works here, it will definitely be an unexpected surprise.
"Sir, the calligraphy and painting we have here range from the calligraphy of the sage Wang Xizhi to the words of the sage Wu Daozi..."
The shopkeeper came close to Qin Feng, pointed to a painting hanging on the wall, and said: "Look, this calligraphy is Wang Xizhi's representative calligraphy "Preface to the Lanting Collection". If you look at the character of this calligraphy, it must be from
Wang Xizhi’s handiwork, this is the shop’s treasure!”
""Preface to the Lanting Collection"?" After hearing the shopkeeper's words, Qin Feng almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Apparently, the shopkeeper regarded himself as a fool who knew nothing about calligraphy and painting.
"Preface to the Lanting Collection" is the pinnacle of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy work. It disappeared as early as the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
It is rumored that the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" was brought to his imperial mausoleum as a burial object by Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, who loved Wang Xizhi's calligraphy.
The "Preface to the Lanting Anthology" that has been handed down from the outside world is all copied by later generations. The more famous ones include the version by Zhao Mengfu, Dong Qichang of the Ming Dynasty, and the real "Preface to the Lanting Anthology" written by Wang Xizhi has never been seen in the world again.
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"Is it really the "Preface to the Lanting Collection"?" Qin Feng was amused, but out of boredom, he wanted to tease the shopkeeper.
"Of course it's true. The stuff in the shop is genuine."
The shopkeeper patted his chest, rolled his eyes, and said: "But buying and selling calligraphy and paintings requires a good eye. There are some imitations here. Sir, if you buy the wrong thing, the shop will not be responsible..."
When the shopkeeper saw Qin Feng's gorgeous clothes, he didn't dare to attack him too harshly. Otherwise, if Qin Feng was a descendant of a big family, he would come to find someone behind the scenes, so he had to force him out first.
"Forget it..."
Qin Feng shook his head, and when he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly saw a porcelain painting tube piled in the corner of the wall, with more than ten shabby scrolls scattered inside.
The production of the head of one of the scrolls is very exquisite. It is actually made of sandalwood, jade and ox horn. It looks extremely eye-catching.
"Shopkeeper, can you take out the paintings in the painting tube and take a look?" Qin Feng pointed to the painting tube in the corner.
"Yes, of course." The shopkeeper hurriedly ran over, held more than ten scrolls in his arms, and said, "My guest, don't you want to read Wang Xizhi's "Preface to the Lanting Collection"?"
"Do I look that much like Kaizi?"
Hearing the shopkeeper's words, Qin Feng was a little dumbfounded. He waved his hand, pointed at the eye-catching scroll, and said, "Show me this."
"Oh, sir, you have good eyesight. This is an authentic work by Zhao Mengfu of the Yuan Dynasty!"
Seeing the direction of Qin Feng's finger, the shopkeeper's face suddenly showed a hint of joy. The prodigal sons of these aristocratic families really like luxurious things. Many people came here for this scroll in the past.
It's just that those people had some skills in calligraphy and painting, and they could tell the quality of the painting at a glance, and in the end they didn't buy it.
Some people wanted to remove the shaft head and buy it separately, but this painting was handed down by the shopkeeper's ancestor, and he never wanted to part with it, so he kept it until now.
"The authentic work of Zhao Mengfu?" Qin Feng took the scroll without comment, walked to the room plan, and said: "This axis head is well made and very impressive..."
"That's right, Zhao Mengfu's paintings must be matched with the best axes." The shopkeeper laughed along with him, but he was secretly happy that Qin Feng didn't know how to do it.
You know, in ancient times, many rich people liked to be arty. Although their calligraphy and painting skills were not very good, in order to pass down their calligraphy and painting to the world, they put a lot of effort into papering.
This is the case with this painting. The artist's brushwork is unsightly, but he used the best mounting paste. The paper heads are all top quality, and the era is indeed the Yuan Dynasty.
"This...is this a painting of landscapes and splashed ink?" Qin Feng was dumbfounded after opening the scroll, which was about three meters long.
Although the most important thing in landscape painting is freehand brushwork, it represents the artistic pursuit of ancient Chinese literati who was open to the mountains and forests and not limited to forms, and did not pursue images.
However, the splash-ink painting method still has extremely strict requirements on the painter's basic skills. He must have a profound foundation in painting skills and the artistic creation ability of graphic perception.
But the splash-ink painting of this landscape is really unbearable to look at. The clumps of ink seem to have not been rubbed away, and it is impossible to tell where is the mountain and where is the water.
Especially the trees on the mountain are in a state of chaos. Some are towering into the clouds, and some are like rocks, with no artistic beauty.
What's even more annoying is that in the blank space of this painting, there is actually Zhao Mengfu's seal and inscription, but the writing is crooked and there is no trace of Zhao Mengfu's charming and elegant calligraphy style.
"Did Zhao Mengfu write this character with his left hand?"
Although Qin Feng originally came in with a joking mentality, he couldn't help but mock the shopkeeper. This painting was simply an insult to Zhao Mengfu.
"Ahem, if the guest officer is not satisfied, you can look at something else."
The shopkeeper laughed awkwardly. He actually didn't expect Qin Feng to buy this painting. After all, the young master who was born in a wealthy family had still seen some good paintings even if he didn't have any real talent.
