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Chapter 51

“That’s right!”

Hearing this, the elder Tang Song also smiled slightly.

“Song Huizong has made a lot of contributions in art. He created a thin gold body, which is unique. The earliest promotion of “Shanghe Tu” in Qingming Dynasty was written by Song Huizong. But people think that the calligraphy of Song Huizong can be independent. To appreciate it as a work of art, I cut it out and circulated it alone! This is a very interesting character!”

Everyone nodded in agreement. Even these local tyrant bosses did a little research on Song Huizong. The calligraphy and paintings left by the emperor of literature and art are very valuable.

Hua Qianshan smiled slightly and turned to look at Shi Feng jokingly.

“Shi Feng, I heard that you have done a lot of research on calligraphy and painting. I don’t know this painting, what do you think?”

The reason why he invited Shi Feng to the fourth floor was to watch Shi Feng’s jokes in public. Naturally, he would not miss such an opportunity.

“This painting should be He Ji’s well-known “Autumn Evening in a Pond”, with elegant colors, exquisite and plump shapes, vivid and tactful. In these lines and ink washes, a wave of late autumn’s killing wind blows across the face. His original thin gold body is even more outstanding, and the words on it, penetrating and decisively killing, should be regarded as He Ji’s later work.”

Shi Feng glanced at Hua Qianshan a little, and then casually commented.

When he was in school, the reason why Shi Feng was liked by the girls in the class was also because of his profound accumulation in literature and history, which made people fascinated. And this historical material of Song Huizong is not difficult for Shi Feng.

Of course, what makes Shi Feng more confident is that the systematic description of the value of this painting is too detailed, even in a certain aspect of its artistic value and collection value, it is clearly described.

“you……”

Hua Qianshan originally thought that Shi Feng would be stunned on the spot, but he didn’t think that this kid would have such a deep understanding of Song Huizong that he didn’t even know some parts of it.

“The world knows that He Ji created a thin gold body, but he doesn’t know that he also has high attainments in cursive and painting. Unfortunately, until now, he has rarely seen He Ji’s cursive calligraphy!”

Shi Feng shook his head and sighed helplessly.

“Okay, you really deserve to be the person Sun Lao fancy, you know autumn from a leaf, Shi Feng, your knowledge in this area is indeed much better than many young people! You are great!”

As soon as Shi Feng’s voice fell, he was greeted by Teacher Tang Song’s clapping and praise.

This is not the case. Today’s society is too impetuous. Most young people are eager for quick success and quick gain. Many people are unscrupulous in order to make money, but few can settle down and study these ancient arts and cultures.

“Yeah. Shi Feng is indeed very good!”

“I can understand He Ji so deeply, obviously I don’t work less on weekdays!”

Several other old men also nodded to Shi Feng again and again, their eyes full of satisfaction and approval.

In contrast, Hua Qianshan, who has studied calligraphy, is really embarrassed.

Because he said so much just now, he did not welcome the comments of these predecessors, and Shi Feng only said a few words, and he became popular. This… is really a different treatment!

“Damn it, this guy has a lot of real talent hidden in his stomach!”

Hua Qianshan’s face became more and more gloomy, and he felt that he was particularly green now, like a piece of green leaves that set off Shi Feng’s flourish.

However, even Xia Yuhan, the goddess of his dream, looked at Shi Feng completely differently.

Hua Qianshan pretended to be calm and even applauded Shi Feng.

“Brother Shi Feng really has a deep understanding, so, what do you think of this copybook?”

As he said, he casually pointed, unwilling to continue ‘asking’.

Everyone looked in the direction of his fingers, and their eyes focused on a pair of ancient silk paper.

This old silk paper was originally wrapped in a properly cut parchment roll, and was lost overseas for a while, but after countless years and many twists and turns, it finally appeared in front of everyone intact.

Hua Qianshan looked at Shi Feng with a smile.

In his opinion, what Shi Feng said just now was really serious. It should have happened to have studied Song Huizong He Ji before giving this guy the opportunity to show his face.

However, the Chinese culture has a long history, and there are countless ancient celebrities, calligraphy and painting, even if the top teachers have studied for a lifetime, I am afraid they will not be able to understand them.

So he didn’t believe in evil, and instead pointed to this silk sticker.

The material should have been specially processed, otherwise it would have been completely eroded by the years in the past nearly a thousand years.

“This should be done by Huang Tingjian, a well-known poet, poet, calligrapher and painter in the Song Dynasty. It was called “Songfeng Pavilion Poem Stickers.”

Hua Qianshan said lightly,

“Huang Tingjian, but the name of the calligraphy world is thunderous. Many calligraphers in later generations learned his style. Some even said that he was a leaker of Chinese calligraphy skills. I don’t know Shi Feng. Do you have any research on this person?”

“Oh, there is no research.”

Shi Feng shook his head. It wasn’t that he was modest, but that he had never studied it. However, when he looked at this silk sticker, a large number of numbers appeared in his mind.

Shi Feng couldn’t help but look at the old predecessor Tang and Song,

“Tang, I don’t know where this silk sticker comes from?”

Tang Song smiled and said,

“Oh, this is the famous Chinese entrepreneur Xia Guofeng, who is also Xia Yuhan’s grandfather. I bought it from overseas some time ago. Do you know that just this piece of silk sticker cost a full 30 million yuan!”

Speaking of this, I couldn’t help but glance at Xia Yuhan next to him.

Xia Yuhan smiled faintly.

“My grandfather is relatively stubborn in this regard. He said that the most annoying thing in this life is that he can’t buy the antiques lost in overseas stores to China. So every time he goes out and encounters something good, he will do everything possible to buy it back.”

When this word fell, other bosses also praised them.

“Old man Xia, he is famous for his patriotism. He bought many antiques at his own expense. He also donated a lot to the museum before!”

“Yes, the old man is very nice, really admirable!”

Xia Yuhan shrugged.

“However, he likes his own collection of copybooks and calligraphy and painting, and today he just put it out for everyone to watch!”

“Uh… won’t you sell it?”

Shi Feng touched his nose, his face a little embarrassed.

The value displayed in the system is far more than 30 million!

“Oh? You fancy this copybook?”

Xia Yuhan looked at Shi Feng with a puzzled look.

“If you want, I can talk to Grandpa and let him give it to you!”

For the Xia family of Cangzhou’s second family, Xiang Xiang’s paintings and calligraphy worth 30 million are not lacking. It is rare to see that Shi Feng cares so much about one thing, and Xia Yuhan also looks at him with great interest.

As soon as he said this, Hua Qianshan standing next to him seemed to have been stabbed again in his heart.

Xia Yuhan gave away 30 million copybooks. She has known her for so long, but she has never seen her so grand.

Damn Shi Feng!