"Jiangning Dajiangtu, Zhao Lingsui, 1126."
"The Riverside Scene of the Qingming Dynasty, Zhang Zeduan, 1101."
The answer given by the Holy Ring was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and Yang Jing of Thunder almost smoked in his head.
"Qing, Qing, Qing, Qingqing Qingming Riverside Map?!
And his sister was painted by Zhang Zeduan?
Yang Jing's throat almost howled.
"If there is a picture of the Qingming Riverside in the Palace Museum, then who painted the "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" in the collection of the Palace Museum?
That is the true work of Zhang Zeduan, which is recognized by many people!
But it is impossible for the holy ring to go wrong, could it be that even the "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" in the collection of the Palace Museum was imitated by later generations?
Almost in an instant, Yang Jing's mind turned countless times, but no matter how his brain turned into a high-speed motor, he couldn't understand why he had a picture of Zhang Zeduan's "Qingming Riverside Map" in his hand.
"Brother Yang, are you okay?"
A voice that seemed to come from a far away place pulled out Yang Jing, whose mind was spinning at a high speed, with difficulty.
Yang Jing shook his head, let out a slight breath, squeezed out a smile on his face to hide the shock in his heart, and then said, "It's okay, I just suddenly remembered a little other thing." ” "Oh, it's okay.
Brother Yang, I've been waiting for you at home today. ” Zhao Zheng is obviously urging you to "hurry home and get the money".
Yang Jing cleaned up his chaotic thoughts, smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, auntie, don't worry, I'll set off now, and I will definitely be able to rush back before noon." ” In fact, if Zhao Zhengjia had a bicycle, Yang Jing was confident that he would return within two hours, but in this era, bicycles are out-and-out large items, and ordinary families can't buy bicycles.
A single bicycle ticket can kill the vast majority of people.
The three-wheeled car that Zhao Zheng rode in the morning was also assembled by Zhao Zheng and his father a few years ago, and everything on the frame was welded by Zhao Zheng and his father in the factory, and the wheels were all bought from the scrap yard.
This point, Zhao Zheng told Yang Jing personally on the way here.
Don't look at the tricycle to tinker, but this bicycle Zhao Zheng and his father and son can't do it So Yang Jing could only walk to the long-distance station on the second bus, and then wandered around for a morning, and then returned to Zhao Zheng's house leisurely, and in front of Zhao Zheng and Zhao Zheng's mother, he took out a bunch of new quacks of "great unity" from his trouser pocket.
When the two of them saw the great unity, they naturally couldn't take care of Yang Jing and the painting, you count the two of you, I counted it, and the more you counted, the happier you became While the mother and son were counting the money there, Yang Jing found a few old newspapers and wrapped the thick and excessively thick scroll, wrapped several layers in a row, and then regardless of the heat, his hands were tightly hugged to his chest, for fear that the painting would "fly".
Just kidding, there is a genuine painting of Zhang Zeduan's "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" hidden in this painting scroll, if this painting is really Zhang Zeduan's authentic work, the priceless value is no longer enough to describe its value "Auntie, Brother Zhao, you have no problem with this money, right?
If it's okay, I'll take this painting away" Yang Jing really couldn't stand the fact that the two of them were counting there endlessly, so he interrupted the counting of the money.
"Oh, oh" Hearing Yang Jing's words, Zhao Zheng immediately became a little embarrassed, "With this money, there is hope for my old man's illness, child, thank you, you are the life-saving benefactor of our old Zhao family."
The old lady said, her legs were weak, and she wanted to kneel down again, Yang Jing hurriedly clamped the painting scroll with one arm, and then freed up one hand and immediately supported the old lady.
"Auntie, if you do this again, I won't buy this painting."
Zhao Zheng put the money away, held Yang Jing's hand tightly with both hands, and an old man in his thirties choked up and was a little speechless.
Yang Jing didn't have the heart to talk more with them here, the scroll under the squeaky nest seemed to weigh a thousand catties, where did he still have the heart to waste time here.
"Brother Zhao, Auntie, it's not too early, I have to hurry back and let my grandfather take a look at this painting, if it's too late, I won't be able to catch Jiangning's car at noon."
"Alas, you kid, if you can't catch up, you can't catch up, eat from the eldest mother, and the eldest mother will make you something to eat."
"Still no, auntie, I really want to go back quickly, my mother is still waiting for me at home."
It took a few more minutes to pull and pull, and in the end, Zhao Zhengniang and his son did not leave Yang Jing behind.
When Yang Jing went out, he immediately turned around and waved his hand, and at the same time accelerated his walking speed, for fear that the two of them would catch up again. walked out for about a mile, turned several corners, saw a public toilet on the side of the road, and saw a gap where no one was around, Yang Jing got into it with his head.
Sure enough, there was no one inside, so he did not hesitate to launch the "Restricted Time and Space Travel" skill, and returned to the original time and space in an instant.
It's ridiculous to say, this is the first time that Yang Jing has used the "restricted-level time and space shuttle" skill in a public toilet.
Back on the bed in the original time and space, the tip of the nose could still faintly smell a stench from the top of the head But Yang Jing didn't care about that, got up and got out of bed, turned on the light in the room, pulled the bed to the side, and then pulled the coffee table, and a vacant space immediately opened up in the room, and then took out the picture scroll that had just arrived from the storage space.
The thickness of this scroll is a bit unusual, especially the scrolls used for mounting at both ends, which are a little different from most of the scrolls used for mounting.
The main reason is that these two painting scrolls are too thick, with a diameter of fifteen centimeters, and Yang Jing has never seen such a thick painting scroll.
The shaft body of the painting shaft is obviously made of rosewood, but the middle should be hollowed out, otherwise the weight would not be so light.
However, even if it is a hollow red sandalwood painting scroll, it should not be such a thick painting scroll.
This is really, really unreasonable.
Yang Jing put on gloves and opened the painting very carefully.
The living room and dining room of this daily rental rented by Yang Jing are connected together, which makes this house transparent from north to south, and there is a distance of about ten meters from the back balcony to the front balcony.
The ground is covered with a wooden floor, which is very clean, so after Yang Jing opens this painting on the wooden floor, he can open all the scrolls that are more than six meters long at one time.
After opening it, Yang Jing slowly walked from the north end to the south end, and when he reached the painting scroll on the south side, the Holy Ring reacted the strongest.
At this moment, Yang Jing immediately had a score in his heart.
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Obviously, there is a problem with the scroll on this side.
"If you guess correctly, the authentic work of Zhang Zeduan's "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" should be hidden in this painting scroll!"
Yang Jing muttered to himself.
Immediately, Yang Jing launched the "Heavenly Eye" seeing through skill, and sure enough, in this scroll, there was a scroll of silk wrapped in some silk.
Although it is impossible to see clearly what is painted on the silk, in this case, Yang Jing can already determine that this silk book hidden in the painting scroll should be the authentic work of Zhang Zeduan's "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival".
However, just when Yang Jing was about to destroy this painting scroll and find the "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", he hesitated again and then stopped his actions.
"You can't just find this painting so simply, the Palace Museum's "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is recognized as the authentic work of Zhang Zeduan, if you want to prove that the painting in the Palace Museum is an imitation, this painting must be found in front of some famous enough calligraphy and paintings!
If you hastily find this painting, it will be difficult to convince the public!
” Yang Jing thought about it, and then used the "Sky Eye" to see through the skill to look at another painting scroll, sure enough, there was something hidden in that painting scroll, but there were not many things, it seemed to be some paper or something.
However, the papers were also wrapped in some silk, and Yang Jing couldn't read the words on them.
Carefully rolled up this painting scroll that was more than six meters long again, although it was very clear that it was very wrong to open this old painting that had been preserved for more than 800 years so often, which would cause great harm to this painting, but Yang Jing couldn't care about these at this time.
Compared with the "Qingming Riverside Map", which is very likely to be authentic, Zhao Lingyu's "Jiangning Riverside Map" is nothing.
Yang Jing also knew Zhao Lingsui.
Zhao Lingsui was a famous painter in the Northern Song Dynasty and was the fifth grandson of Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, and Zhao Ji of Huizong of the Song Dynasty was the fifth grandson of Zhao Guangyi of Taizong of the Song Dynasty, so Zhao Lingsui and Zhao Ji were cousins of the same generation.
Zhao Lingsui not only has royal blood, but is also a famous calligrapher and painter in the Northern Song Dynasty.
There is a record, "Zhao Lingsui loved calligraphy and painting when he was young, rich in literary accomplishment, and his family has a collection of famous paintings of French calligraphy since the Jin and Tang dynasties."
He corresponded with painters and literati.
When Zhao Ji of Song Huizong was the king of Duan, he also traveled with him and learned from him. ” Even the famous Su Shi admired his calligraphy and painting, and Zhao Ji often learned painting skills with Zhao Lingsui after becoming emperor, which is enough to prove that Zhao Lingsui had a high status in the Northern Song Dynasty calligraphy and painting circles.
"It's just that how could this Zhao Lingsui draw such an inferior "Jiangning River"?
At this level, it is far from Zhao Lingyu's fame!
Also, Zhao Zheng clearly said that this painting was painted by his ancestors, could it be that this Zhao Zheng turned out to be a descendant of Zhao Lingsui?
” Yang Jing's mind was a little confused, but if he thought about it carefully, it seemed that it was not impossible for Zhao Lingsui to be Zhao Zheng's ancestor.
First of all, they all have the surname Zhao; Secondly, Zhao Lingsui did not live only 32 years old like his short-lived brother, Zhao Lingsui seems to have lived for a long time, it seems that he followed Zhao to Jiangnan back then, and died in the early Southern Song Dynasty.
What if Zhao Lingyu stayed in Jiankang Mansion (now Jinling) for a period of time when he went south, leaving behind descendants?
Who can say for sure?
I just don't know how Zhang Zeduan's "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" ran into the painting axis of Zhao Lingsui's "Jiangning River".
Thinking that the pieces of paper hidden in the other scroll were likely to record the secrets, Yang Jing felt as if there were suddenly seven or eight more kittens in his chest, scratching and scratching vigorously