Crazy dad is back

Feng Teng didn't know what Han Xiao was going to do, and when he saw Han Xiao squirting water, he felt a chill in his heart.

"Hold the grass!Han Xiao, what are you doing? Are you disgusting everyone in public? You didn't brush your teeth in the morning, how can I feel that your bad breath is in the air

?" "Really?" Han Xiao smiled evilly.

The

next moment, when a large amount of water splashed on the scroll, I saw that a large number !!of empty areas on the original scroll continued to show black dots.

Eventually, the black dots became clearer, as if there were lines of writing on them.

Shi Renjie was the first to react, and he wondered: "Hmm, no, could it be that this is a

picture-in-picture?" "Picture-in-picture? There is a cave in it? Could it be that there is a treasure hidden inside?" Su Weiguo was also surprised.

"Don't have a cave?" Feng Teng was stunned.

Shi Renjie has been exposed to too many antiques, he said in a deep voice: "It's hard to say, the current antique dealers are becoming more and more cunning, and many of them will make a mezzanine in the picture scroll, so that some treasure connoisseurs think that they have missed it, and mistakenly think that there are treasures inside, but in fact, they are basically fakes

!" "Haha!"

After Shi Renjie finished speaking, the curiosity on the face of the antique boss gradually disappeared, and he suddenly laughed, which invisibly confirmed Shi Renjie's statement.

Yes, today's antique dealers rack their brains one by one in order to speed up the sale of their fakes.

Especially for this kind of picture scroll, most of them will make a stack in the production process, so that buyers have a kind of luck mentality.

In fact, these stacks are fakes and are not worth much money at all.

"It turned out to be a fake, I thought you really found some good treasure!" Feng

Teng laughed, looking at Han Xiao as if he was staring at a rough embryo who couldn't get on the table.

Han Xiao smiled, he didn't pay attention to Feng Teng.

After a pause, Han Xiao looked at the antique boss and said, "I said boss, don't be happy, maybe you'll cry later, do you have a blade here?" Lend me

a blade!" "It's not enough to cry, since you don't give up, then I'll let you really die!" The antique boss was so happy that he asked the clerk to give Han Xiao a blade.

Han Xiao took the blade and carefully slashed along the corners of the scroll.

Feng Teng sneered: "The bosses of the people have made it so obvious, and they are still insisting, Han Xiao, you really don't want to give up when you don't see the Yellow River

!" "It's all said, it's okay to stare at your dog's eyes!" Han Xiao smiled playfully.

Under the gaze of everyone, I saw Han Xiao holding the blade and slashing faster and faster.

When the corners were all cut by Han Xiao, Han Xiao suddenly unveiled the top layer of the scroll.

"Now, it's time to witness the miracle!" Han

Xiao shouted loudly at the moment when he unveiled the top layer of the scroll.

When the topmost scroll was unraveled by Han Xiao, I saw the majestic handwriting of the dragon and snake in front of everyone.

"Oh my God! This is..."

Looking at the handwriting in the middle, the respected Shi Renjie exclaimed on the spot, as if he had seen something big.

"I'm good! How is this possible?"

Su Weiguo, who has always loved antiques, saw it, his eyes suddenly widened, and his face was full of shock.

"It's... This..."Even Feng Teng, who was disdainful, suddenly froze, and was instantly shocked and didn't know what to say.

When I looked closely, I saw that the handwriting in the mezzanine was magnificent, and at first glance it gave people an extremely stunning sense of immediacy.

Take a closer look, only to see the mezzanine handwriting flowing water, the pen is like a cloud of smoke, a pen sonorous and powerful, iron book silver hook, the crown of ancient and modern.

There is a domineering attitude in the publicity, and he is not restrained at all, and even the whole line is down, like a fairy-like indulgence, coming and going without a trace.

Its color, its shape, its shade and dampness, its intermittent tossing and turning, the thickness and thickness of the dew are all variable, and the weather is thousands.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

After reading the handwriting in front of him, Shi Renjie couldn't help but clap his hands and praise.

After so many years of appreciating treasures, it was the first time he had encountered such a genuine calligraphy in front of him, and his perfection was simply breathtaking.

Su Weiguo's eyes widened and he observed carefully, and in the end he had to be convinced, the handwriting in front of him made him unable to find the slightest flaw at all.

"Perfect, it's so perfect!" Su Weiguo bowed.

Su Weiguo usually works more easily, and in his spare time, he will also practice calligraphy in his office.

His calligraphy can be called superb, he has won many gold medals in the brush competition in Jiangnan, and even some painting masters have praised Su Weiguo.

However, what convinced Su Weiguo was that he found that the calligraphy he wrote was nothing compared to the handwriting in front of him, and the two were not at the same level at all.

You must know that people who can compose poems and paintings are usually very arrogant, and Su Weiguo is no exception.

But from the first moment he saw the handwriting in front of him, he was strongly conquered.

Feng Teng thought he was dazzled, he rubbed his eyes and exclaimed: "No, how can there be such expressive handwriting in the world? I'm not dreaming, right?"

"Oh my God!" Even the antique owner was stunned.

Looking at the shocked crowd, Old God Han Xiao was laughing and saying, "What's the matter, everyone, I didn't disappoint you, right?"

"Old Shi, this... This must be the handwriting of some ancient sage, and it is not an ordinary ancient sage!" Su Weiguo said solemnly.

"Well, that's good! You see, there is a seal at the end, just look at the seal and leave your name!" Shi Renjie said in a deep voice.

When Shi Renjie finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on the red seal at the end of the handwriting.

I saw that the red seal was obviously engraved in italics, and many people frowned, they really didn't know much about italics.

Su Weiguo usually reads historical materials to specialize, and when he saw the handwriting on the red seal clearly, his eyelids kept jumping wildly and exclaimed: "What is written on this? Wang Xizhi? This is the work of the book saint

Wang Xizhi?" "What?Wang Xizhi's work?" When Feng Teng heard this, he couldn't help but scream loudly.

Who is Wang Xizhi? That is a well-known sage in history! Wang Xizhi

is a native of Linyi, Langya. Minister of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, calligrapher, son of Yin Wang Kuang of Danyang, son-in-law of Taiwei Xi Jian, known as the "Saint of Calligraphy".

It is good at calligraphy, and good at subordination, grass, Kai, line of each body, fine study of the body, heart copy hand chasing, widely learn from the strengths, prepare all the bodies, smelt in a furnace, get rid of the Han and Wei pen style, become a family, far-reaching influence. The style is peaceful and natural, the gestures are euphemistic and subtle, and the style is beautiful and beautiful.

Li Zhimin commented: "Wang Xizhi's calligraphy not only expresses the simplicity and Xuanyuan based on the philosophy of Lao Zhuang, but also expresses the harmony based on the Confucian golden mean."

In the history of calligraphy, he is called "King Zhong" together with Zhong Xuan, and is called "Two Kings" together with his son Wang Xianzhi.

Everyone at the scene was shocked, no one expected that Han Xiao randomly selected a picture scroll, which actually contained Wang Xizhi's true handwritings.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes looked at Shi Renjie, after all, he was the most authoritative person in the on-site treasure appreciation world.

Being stared at by everyone, Shi Renjie looked solemn, and said loudly: "That's right

, this is the true work of the Book Sage!" "What? This is really the true work of the Book Sage?"

When everyone heard this, they all opened their mouths wide, looking at Han Xiao's eyes as if they were staring at a monster.

In an instant, everyone's hearts set off a storm in unison, and the scene was deadly silent, and it was almost audible to drop a needle.