"Mr. Yang, I agreed in advance that this gift... I bought it for eleven taels of silver, so I don't know whether it is true or false, but in my opinion, even if it is fake, it is worth the price. If it is true, it would be even better. Hehe... I definitely got a big leak!" Cao Yi said with a proud smile.

"Oh? I heard you say that, it seems that such a thing is very likely to be some expensive antique?" Yang Gong guessed.

Cao Yi kept it a secret and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, I will open it for you. I can't judge it well, kid. You should check it out to see if it's true or false."

"Okay, then I'll take a good look and can't let your expectations down." Mr. Yang said with a smile.

Cao Yi took off the silk cover of the scroll and exposed the scroll inside.

"Oh! It seems that it is still a calligraphy and painting category. That happens to be a field that I am familiar with. Nephew Zhao Zhengshi, you are looking for the right person."

Cao Yi smiled and spread the scroll on the table beside him. Gong Yang and Yang Xingwen also leaned forward and observed carefully. As Cao Yi spread out more, Gong Yang's facial expression also went from a calm face at the beginning to a gleam in the middle, and then to an excited face at the end, because he saw the seal and signature at the end of the painting.

Cao Yi has been observing and paying attention to the expression of Mr. Yang. Now he knows that this painting is probably the original work of Li Sixun.

"This... this painting "The Bright Moon and Fresh Breeze of the River and Mountains" is definitely the original work of General Li! It is indeed the style of the brushwork, the principle is profound and thoughtful, and the handwriting is very exquisite. This painting really deserves the praise of "The turbulent sea is gurgling, the clouds are misty, the time is beautiful and the affairs of gods and immortals, and the secludedness of the rocks and ridges"!" Yang Gong said excitedly.

Yang Xingwen stood aside and nodded from time to time. Because his father has always liked calligraphy and painting and loved collecting, Yang Xingwen has had his own appreciation of calligraphy and painting since childhood. Looking at the green landscapes in this painting, as well as the carvings of trees and rocks, all of which are very fine and mature. The mountains and rocks have been drawn without any texture, and the branches and leaves are drawn with double lines, while the pine trees are more distinctive. The finer ones are painted with pine needles, which are first dyed with stone green, and then with stone green and two crossed lines to show the pine needles. This ancient and simple painting method is exactly Li Sixun's unique technique.

Mr. Yang turned his head excitedly, looked at Cao Yi, and said reluctantly: "Cao Yi, I am sure this painting must be the original work of Li Sixun, and its value is not... not below 6,000 taels of silver, you... should take it back!"

"Mr. Yang, what are you saying? I can't understand. This painting was bought by me for eleven taels of silver from Zhenbao Shop. Now it has been given to you. As for whether this painting is true or false, how much it will be worth in the future, it has nothing to do with me. It's all your things, Mr. Yang." Cao Yi said with a cowardly shoulder and smiled.

"This..." Yang Gong looked at the painting. He really liked the painting very much and wanted to accept it. However, because it was too expensive, he felt that he could not accept it, so he was trapped at this time.

Into a dilemma.

"Mr. Yang, call me a nephew. I should call you a uncle by seniority. This painting is what I respected to my elders during the Chinese New Year. Besides, I really bought it from Zhenbaofang for eleven taels of silver. If you don't believe Yang, you can go to Zhenbaofang tomorrow to ask the shopkeeper if it was sold at this price." Cao Yiqing said sincerely.

"Father, just accept it. This is also Cao Yi's intention. It has nothing to do with the items, no matter the value of the noble or the inferior..." It is said that no one knows his son, and for Yang Xingwen, he also knows his father's character clearly. When he sees his father's entangled appearance, he naturally knows that he loves this painting very much. As a son, he naturally hopes that his father can be happy, so he also advised his father to accept it at this moment.

"Then... well, I will accept this, but I will thank you for your deceased nephew." After saying that, Mr. Yang seemed to want to salute Cao Yi, and he was so scared that Cao Yi rushed forward to stop him, "Mr. Yang, don't let me break up with me!"

At this moment, Cao Yi could not guess that the next day, Mr. Yang really asked the shopkeeper of Zhenbaofang to take the painting and ask the shopkeeper of Zhenbaofang if the painting was sold at the price of eleven taels yesterday. The fat shopkeeper said at the time: "It was sold at eleven taels, but this man, once the things sold in our store are sold, they will not be refunded. Even if you think he is not worth the money, I will not return the extra money to you." Of course, these words also made Mr. Yang shook his head and smile bitterly. The shopkeeper was really ignorant. It seemed that Cao Yi did not lie to him. He really picked up the eleven taels, instead of buying them at a high price to make him happy.

"Mr. Yang, actually, when I first saw this painting, I didn't see the seal or the signature. I just thought this painting was very suitable for you, Yang, so I turned it back and bought this painting." Cao Yi said with a faint smile.

"Oh? There is something like this? It seems that this painting is really destined to me. Nephew Zhao Zheng, please tell me, why did you think it is suitable for me when you looked at this painting from afar?" Mr. Yang asked curiously.

Cao Yi pointed to a bright moon in the picture and a few lines of Qingfeng outlined and outlined the clear breeze with lines and said, "I just saw the bright moon and the breeze from afar. I thought it was very suitable for you, Yang Gong. I originally wanted to give it to Yang Gong on it, but after getting closer to see the seal and signature, I didn't dare to write the inscription anymore. I was afraid that my poor handwriting would defile such a good painting, so I didn't write it."

"Brother Yi, I heard from my father that you are not only well-read in poetry and books, but also have great literary talent, but also good writing skills. You are proficient in various calligraphy schools. You can even create your own brushwork. You actually say that your handwriting is clumsy! You are so humble, but I am curious about what words you originally wanted to write, tell me to Brother Wei..." Yang Xingwen asked curiously. He wanted to know what content Cao Yi wanted to write. Putting aside his father liked calligraphy and painting very much, he could not think of why he said that the moon and breeze in this painting "The Bright Moon and the Breeze of the River and Mountains", he could not think of why Cao Yi said that these two things were very suitable for his father.

Cao Yi smiled when he heard this, pondered for a while, and said, "How about this, I

It’s better to write it out. It’s hard to say that Mr. Yang and Brother Xingwen can tell the meaning.”

Yang Gong and Yang Xingwen naturally agreed. Yang Xingwen even brought the four treasures of the study from the side and personally ground the ink for Cao Yi. He also wanted to see what Cao Yi's calligraphy looked like, which was worthy of his father's praise. He had seen Cao Yi's poetry talent. Whether it was "Shui Tu Songtou" or "Autumn River Flower Moon Night", or even "Drunk Flower Shadow" later sang to Hangzhou's "Drunk Flower Shade", Yang Xingwen felt that he would give him another ten years to read and settle, and he could not write such amazing poems, so he felt that Cao Yi's title of Jiangning's number one talent, and he deserved it. As for the statement that Cao Yi's calligraphy was comparable to his poetry talent, he had not seen it yet, so he wanted to see what Cao Yi's brush and ink was exactly like.

However, Cao Yi was not as much as Yang Xingwen thought. He just dipped ink and wrote the eight words of uprightness and righteousness on rice paper on the pen and written on Song font that has not yet been published in this era: "One shoulder of the bright moon, two sleeves of the breeze."

Yang Xingwen whispered several times, but seemed to not know what this sentence meant. After looking at these eight words, Cao Yi, who had been smiling after writing the words, still couldn't see the meaning.

Mr. Yang also stared at the side for a long time. At first, he didn't know what the eight words written by Cao Yi meant. After all, the allusion of the bright moon on his shoulders and the breeze on his sleeves came from Yu Qian in the Ming Dynasty in the later Ming Dynasty. Naturally, there was no such statement in the current Dayan Dynasty. However, although the idiom allusions were late, the artistic conception and meaning were consistent since ancient times. After Mr. Yang recited it silently several times, he suddenly thought of the meaning of the eight words Cao Yi. He immediately showed a very happy smile on his face and said to Cao Yi: "Nephew Zhaozheng, I like these eight words very much. I will frame these eight words and hang them in the middle of the main hall to warn myself at all times!"

Yang Xingwen, who was standing by, was even more shocked at this time. Although he didn't know what these eight words meant, he knew the weight of these eight words in his father's heart, otherwise he would never have framed the words written on rice paper and hung them in the middle of the main hall.

"Father, Brother Yi, what mystery are you two fighting? I still don't know what these eight words mean?" Yang Xingwen said anxiously.

However, Mr. Yang didn't care about his son. He was still appreciating these eight words attentively, and he liked them the more he read them.

Cao Yi smiled at Yang Xingwen and said, "Brother Xingwen, these eight words are actually the literal meaning. The bright moon is white and the breeze is clean. If an official has nothing on his shoulders except moonlight and there is nothing else in his sleeves, then it means that he is very honest and honest? When I saw this picture of the bright moon and breeze, I thought of these eight words, so I felt it was very suitable to give it to Mr. Yang!"

After listening to Cao Yi's explanation, Yang Xingwen realized it. When he read these eight words, he also liked them the more he read them, and felt the more he felt. He bowed respectfully to Cao Yi and begged: "Brother Yi, please write another eight words. I will frame them and take them back to Hangzhou and hang them in my room. I will remind myself at all times!"
Chapter completed!