I Can Extract Abilities From Antiques

Hu Muzhi looked at the time, it was almost 8 o'clock, so he returned to the courtyard and fell asleep.

After all, now that I have money on hand, I will go to Panjiayao for a wave of consumption at night.

Xia Yurou's home where Hu Muzhi was playing chess with Duke Zhou.

Xia Yurou and Xia Heze were the only two people at home.

Xia Songping went out to eat with colleagues from the former unit, while Wang Guifang went back to her mother's house to see her mother.

Xia Yurou sat in the living room watching TV.

At this time, the sound of the key opening the door came from outside the door.

Xia Yurou turned her head to see that it was her father who came back.

"Dad, you're back." Xia Yurou said.

"Yes." Xia Songping nodded and saw that there was no Wang Guifang in the house, so he asked, "Where's your mother? Haven't you come back yet?"

"I just called, I said later." Xia Yurou replied.

"Oh." Xia Songping responded, and was about to go to the bathroom to wash up.

"Dad, show you the words." Xia Yurou called out to Xia Songping.

"What other ancient paintings are in the store?" Xia Songping suddenly became interested.

"It's not an ancient painting, but a calligraphy written by someone." Xia Yurou said.

As soon as he heard that it was not an ancient painting, Xia Songping's interest was suddenly reduced by half.

But looking at his daughter's face, he still pretended to be full of interest and said, "Who wrote it? Is it Mr. Lin?"

"You don't care who wrote it. After reading it, evaluate the calligraphy level of this character." Xia Yurou deliberately sold off.

"It's mysterious." Xia Songping laughed.

"Wait for me, I'll get it."

Saying that, Xia Yurou went back to her bedroom and took out the two words written by Hu Muzhi.

Seeing the Zhengdan paper, Xia Songping guessed, "Couples?"

"That's right." Xia Yurou nodded.

"Is it better than what Mr. Lin wrote for you to take it so seriously?" Xia Songping asked suspiciously.

"You'll know after you've seen it." Xia Yurou spread the two characters flat on the coffee table.

Great faith will not be deceived, ghosts and spirits can learn from it, and sincerity will open the door.

With just one glance, Xia Songping was shocked.

Because of this word, it is so beautiful, like a dragon leaping through the gate of heaven, and a tiger crouching in a phoenix queer.

After a long while, Xia Songping recovered from the shock, looked at Xia Yurou, and said, "Daughter, this... Who wrote this?"

"How is it? Can it get into your eyes?" Xia Yu asked with a soft smile.

"Yes, that's great." Xia Songping nodded again and again: "I don't know what words to use to describe this character, it's so beautiful."

"Even Wang Chengfeng, president of the Calligraphers Association, would feel ashamed when he saw this calligraphy."

"Tell me, who wrote this? I want to get to know you, everyone."

"The appraiser in the store." Xia Yurou smiled.

"Hu Muzhi?" Xia Songping was taken aback.

According to his conjecture, people who can write such beautiful characters, even if they are not old people, must be at least half a hundred years old.

Because calligraphy is cultivated little by little over time.

With Xia Songping's appreciation, he suddenly felt that the font gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Where have you seen it?" Xia Songping said to himself.

"Dad, where have you seen it?" Xia Yurou asked in confusion.

"Don't interrupt me first, let me think about it." Xia Songping said, racking his brains to remember.

After a long while. Xia Songping stood up from the sofa with a sigh, pointed at the words written by Hu Muzhi, and said excitedly: "I remembered, I remembered."

Xia Yurou looked at her father's strange behavior, and some monks were puzzled.

"Daughter, do you remember when my mother took me out to relax after I was fired from the museum?" Xia Songping asked.

"Remember, at that time you went to the West Lake, the Magic Capital, and many other places in Shu." Xia Yurou nodded.

"Yes." Xia Songping nodded and said, "Every time I went to a place, I would go to the local museum to see it."

"And this font is exactly the same as a work I saw in the Magic Capital Museum, "Shangyu Post"."

"What?" Xia Yurou exclaimed.

You must know that "Shangyu Post" is the work of Wang Xizhi, the sage of calligraphy.

In 1972, an expert named Wan Yuren from the Magic Capital Museum found "Shangyu Post" in the waste paper at home.

After reading the content inside, it didn't attract his attention at first, because he didn't think it was Wang Xizhi's original work, but a copy of later generations.

Nevertheless, as a scholar specializing in calligraphy and painting, Wan Yuren has a keen sense of smell far beyond that of ordinary people.

He believes that even if the calligraphy and painting are imitated by later generations, it is very old and has certain historical value, so he took it to an inconspicuous corner of the museum and placed it.

Three years later, Wan Yuren remembered "Shangyu Post" again

And together with other staff members, an appraisal of "Shangyu Tie" was carried out again.

At that time, most of the experts in the museum believed that this "Shangyu Post" was a counterfeit.

It was the same as Wan Yuren's original idea, but after extensive research on relevant information, the more he looked at the ancient post in front of him, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Soon, Shen Zhiyu, the master of cultural and blogging, came out again.

After his research and the use of modern soft X-rays for penetrating, he came to the conclusion that this object was an authentic work left by Wang Xiyi more than a thousand years ago.

This incident caused quite a stir in the cultural relics circle at the time.

"I'm not mistaken, "Shangyu Post" is also cursive, and this font is also cursive." Xia Songping said firmly.

Hu Muzhi had no idea about the shock of Xia Yurou's family at this moment, because he was playing chess with Duke Zhou.

ps: Seeing everyone throwing flowers so enthusiastically, in order not to disappoint you, we will guarantee the sixth update tomorrow.

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