I Can Extract Abilities From Antiques

Song Huizong, probably very few people know.

But when it comes to Jingkang's shame, few people don't know it.

That was the most humiliating moment for the Song Dynasty.

At that time, not only was the royal family of the Northern Song Dynasty taken away by the Jin Dynasty, but also the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed.

As the saying goes, "Jingkang is ashamed, it has not yet snowed! When the ministers hate, when will they be destroyed!" is the description of Jingkang's shame.

And the culprit in this incident was the famous emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, Song Huizong.

At that time, after the Song Dynasty experienced the heyday of Renzong, Yingzong died only four years after he ascended the throne, and Song Shenzong succeeded him.

Later, Song Shenzong died and Song Zhezong ascended the throne. At this time, the countries outside the customs were very powerful, and Xixia, Liao, and Tubo all stared at the Song Dynasty.

However, after the efforts of several generations of Song Dynasty garrison generals, the border was relatively stable.

Zhezong had no heirs, so after his death, "450" ​​passed the throne to Song Huizong.

Song Huizong was romantic, although there were three thousand beauties in the palace, but he couldn't satisfy his love.

Therefore, he often wanders in the fireworks alleys of the capital, visiting folk beauties.

As a result, he was attracted by Li Shishi, a famous Fenghua woman in the city at that time. After that, their love story spread for a long time, which made Huizong more indifferent to the affairs of the court, which directly led to the decline of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Although Song Huizong failed politically, he was second to none in culture.

He loves painting flowers and birds, and he is a "school style". He is a rare artistic genius and all-rounder in ancient times.

His "embroidered gold body" has become an important font of Longguo calligraphy and has been handed down to this day.

It is true that the "Shame of Jingkang" began with Huizong, but in fact, the root of this disaster was in the period of Song Taizu.

At that time, Song Taizu's "literati ruling the country" thought was a failed and wrong policy. It was precisely because of the literati ruling the country that generations of treacherous officials appeared, making Zhao Song a shameful era in history!

"Song Huizong? This is rare." Wu Hanhai said, and started to appreciate it again.

After a while, he said, "Elder Tian, ​​how much did you get?"

Tian Guiqin did not speak, but stretched out a finger.

"One hundred thousand?" Wu Hanhai guessed.

Tian Guiqin shook his head.

"Wouldn't it be one million?" Wu Hanhai said with a look of surprise.

"That's right, it's one million." Tian Guiqin smiled and nodded.

After receiving a positive answer, Wu Hanhai's face became even more astonished. You must know that this is one million yuan, and the price of a two-way courtyard sitting north to south facing south.

Seeing the expression on Wu Hanhai's face, Tian Guiqin said.

"Brother Wu, you don't know much about calligraphy and painting. This is an old-aged picture of Song Huizong. It's worth the price."

Wu Hanhai nodded when he heard the words, and then suddenly thought of something, and said, "That's not right, Mr. Tian.

"Didn't you say a few days ago that you paid more than 300,000 yuan for a bamboo and stone picture of Zheng Banqiao, and you've run out of money? How could this be another 1 million?

"Because this painting is too rare, I thought about it again and again, and mortgaged my courtyard to someone else, and finally made it together. Tian Guiqin explained.

"Is it your two-step style, sitting in a courtyard house facing south?" Wu Hanhai said in surprise.

"Yes." Tian Guiqin nodded and said, "800,000 mortgaged."

Hearing this, Wu Hanhai twitched the corners of his mouth. He really couldn't learn the character of Tian Guiqin, who was addicted to painting.

"Brother Wu, didn't you say that you liked the bamboo and stone picture of Zheng Banqiao last time? Well, I have no money to redeem the courtyard, so I sold you for 350,000, how? 55 Tian Guiqin continued road.

"Okay. Wu Hanhai nodded and agreed.

This is how the antique shop is, if you don’t have money, you can only keep it in possession.

When you encounter a collection that you like more, you can only sell some of the original collection for money.

"Then wait for me here, and I'll go home and pick it up." After speaking, Tian Guiqin put away the paintings on the coffee table and left the Xieli Tea House.

It was not until Tian Guiqin's sight completely disappeared from his field of vision that Hu Muzhi shook his head slightly.

"Brother Hu, why are you shaking your head suddenly?" Wu Hanhai asked in confusion.

"Elder Tian, ​​you've got an eye." Hu Muzhi sighed.

"No? Elder Tian is a collector of paintings and calligraphy." Wu Hanhai said suspiciously.

"Let's not talk about collectors, they are experts. Sometimes they will punch holes if they are not careful." Hu Muzhi said.

"In other words, the old picture just now was not the painting of Song Huizong?" Wu Hanhai was startled: "Then why didn't you remind Tian Lao?"

"For someone so old, and he is still a million, I am afraid that he will not be able to accept it for a while when he hears that the painting is fake." Hu Muzhi explained.

Wu Hanhai thought about it, too, one million, that's an astronomical figure, and it's still money from mortgaged houses.

It's really possible that Tian Guiqin couldn't accept this fact and just died...

"Brother Hu, how do you know that this painting is not the original work of Song Huizong?" Wu Hanhai asked.

"Mr. Wu, did you notice the cat's eyes in the old picture just now?" Hu Muzhi asked rhetorically.

"I noticed, it looks like it has round pupils, and the drawing is like an apricot kernel, which is very pleasant. 35 Wu Hanhai replied.

"It is the eyes that are as round as almonds that make me sure this is a fake," Hu Muzhi said.

"Uh...?" Wu Hanhai looked at Hu Muzhi puzzled.

"In the painting just now, the sun shines in the sky, indicating that the painting is at noon." Hu Muzhi explained slowly: "The cat's eyes are round pupils only in the morning, as round as apricot kernels. At noon, the cat's eyes are Stand up and form a line."

"It is impossible for a person of Song Huizong's level to fail to observe this, so...

Although Hu Muzhi did not directly mention the words, Wu Hanhai already understood that this painting was a fake.

As for why the cat's pupil changes, it is mainly because the cat's eyes are very sensitive to light.

The pupil of the cat's eye is very large, and the pupillary sphincter has a strong ability to contract. Under different light, the sphincter can adjust the pupil well to make the pupil adapt to the light.

In the morning, the intensity of sunlight is average, and the pupils become jujube-shaped; at noon, the sunlight is strong, and the pupils shrink into a line; at night, when the light is dim, the pupils dilate as round and bright as the fifteenth moon.

Because the pupil of the cat's eye can change with the intensity of the light, the cat can see things clearly when the light is too strong or too weak.

"Okay, Mr. Wu, I'm leaving." After Hu Muzhi finished speaking, he was ready to leave, because what Wu Hanhai reminded the other side was not his business.

But as soon as Hu Muzhi left, Wu Hanhai stopped him.

"Little brother Hu, you can't leave." Wu Hanhai continued, "You must help me identify the bamboo and stone map first."

Originally, Wu Hanhai had 100% trust in Tian Guiqin's eyesight, but now, with Hu Muzhi's reminder, he was afraid that Tian Guiqin's bamboo and stone picture of Zheng Banqiao might also be a fake.

After all, it is 350,000, not a small amount.

Hu Muzhi did not refuse Wu Hanhai's request. After all, he had received so many benefits from him before, and it was a bit unreasonable to return it inappropriately.

This is sitting on the sofa quietly waiting for Wu Hanhai to come back.