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Liu Yan was actually a little confused.

Did Tang Bohu really paint the "A Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" and "A Picture of the Eagle Spreading its Wings and Swallowing the World"?

Isn’t this something from Zhou Xingxing’s version of the movie “Tang Bohu’s Autumn Fragrance”?

Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about that much.

The system says yes, it must be.

Besides, the information recorded in the historical encyclopedia was only added by later generations. Who knows whether Tang Bohu had painted these two pictures?

After all, not every painting of Tang Bohu is completely preserved and passed down.

Thoughts flashed by.

Liu Yan no longer thought about it, and at this time, the taxi had already arrived at the door of Zhuang Bo's house.

This is a low-rise residential area, located next to Xinghui Market, which is much quieter than the city. The small courtyard where Zhuang Bo lives is also a quiet and elegant place.

only!

As soon as he walked to the door, Liu Yan saw Zhuang Bo and a middle-aged man in Tang Dynasty dress discussing a painting.

And the middle-aged man in Tang Dynasty was nothing but Mr. Wu Jiu.

Liu Yan's eyes shrank slightly.

"How could he be here? Could it be that he knows Bo Zhuang?"

With a hint of doubt, Liu Yan walked in.

"Brother Zhuang, I'm here."

Bo Zhuang and Master Wu Jiu turned to look at Liu Yan at the same time.

"Hahaha, Xiaoyan, you are here, come and take a look. Today I accidentally got a priceless treasure. Come and enjoy it together." Zhuang Bo waved to Liu Yan happily.

Master Wu Jiu also looked at Liu Yan slightly, but he didn't say much.

Liu Yan pretended that he had never seen Master Wu Jiu before and walked straight to Uncle Zhuang.

"Boy Zhuang, what priceless treasure is that makes you so happy?" Liu Yan asked with a smile.

"Look at it, this ancient painting is the original work of Tang Yin! And it is preserved so well, it is a rare treasure!" Zhuang Bo said excitedly.

Liu Yan was stunned.

The authentic works of Tang Yin?

Interesting.

However, when Liu Yan's eyes fell on the original painting of Tang Yin, he couldn't help but shrink slightly.

Imitation painting?

No, who can use a fake painting to trick Zhuang Bo?

"Hahaha, Xiaoyan, take a look. This original painting by Tang Yin "A Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix", the expression of the phoenix and the posture of the birds competing, are really wonderful, it feels like it is vividly displayed on paper."

Mr. Zhuang couldn't put down this "Tang Yin's original work". Even when his fingers touched it, he seemed cautious, for fear of damage.

"Old Zhuang, I'll be relieved if you like it."

Master Wu Jiu smiled.

He was like a younger generation, and he seemed cautious when speaking in front of Zhuang Bo.

If he hadn't known Master Wu Jiu, Liu Yan would have thought he was a junior of Uncle Zhuang.

But who could have thought of it!

Master Wu Jiu, one of the three giants in the underground world in Xinghui Market, is so respectful in front of Zhuang Bo?

I'm afraid no one will believe it if you say it out.

"Bo Zhuang, do you like Tang Bohu's paintings?" Liu Yan asked.

"Of course, in addition to fortune telling for others, my biggest hobby is to collect the authentic works of Tang Yin," said Zhuang Bo happily.

"But, Uncle Zhuang, the painting in your hand is fake." Liu Yan reminded.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Wu Jiu were both stunned.

Fake?

How is that possible?

The two of them swept their eyes on Liu Yan at the same time.

"Xiaoyan, do you think... is this fake?" Zhuang Bo asked in disbelief.

"Yes, how could this be fake? I spent a lot of money to buy it from a collector." Wu Jiuye also explained.

"It is indeed fake." Liu Yan said affirmatively.

"Impossible." Master Wu Jiu immediately denied, "Little brother, what certificate do you have if you say it is fake?"

Liu Yan smiled slightly.

"Because, the real "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" is in my hands."

"What?"

Bo Zhuang and Master Wu Jiu were both shocked.

"Xiaoyan, what you said seriously?" Zhuang Bo asked.

Liu Yan nodded affirmatively.

Finally, he took the "Picture of Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" from Zhuang Bo's hand and pointed to some places above.

"Bo Zhuang, come and see, although this painting "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" already has the artistic conception of Tang Bohu at that time of sixty or seventy percent, some parts are still not handled properly."

"For example, this place is obviously made of modern painting techniques, and such techniques did not exist in the Ming Dynasty."

"And here, this is even more weird."

After a smile, Liu Yan bounced it hard with his fingers, and a hole popped up there.

This time, Bo Zhuang and Master Wu Jiu couldn't help but feel ache in their hearts.

What if this is the original work, wouldn’t it be destroyed?

But before the two of them could recover, Liu Yan pulled out a thread from there.

"Boe Zhuang, what do you think this is?"

Uncle Zhuang and Master Wu Jiu both came close and stared at the silk thread in Liu Yan's hand carefully.

"Is this...taolun?" Zhuang Bo said.

"No, to be precise, this is Mianlun." Liu Yan said affirmatively. He is already proficient in modern painting techniques and Tang Yin's painting techniques. Therefore, he is very clear that it is difficult for modern painters to imitate some of Tang Yin's painting techniques, and they can only use some modern technical skills.

The segment is faked.

Among them, there are complex techniques of using Mianlun and combining antique techniques to create old overlapping paintings.

"Bo Zhuang, the person who made this painting is a master of fakery."

"In order to make the whole painting look fake and real, it uses antique methods unique to modern painting techniques."

"pity!"

"It can be judged in the eyes of experts within ten minutes."

After saying that, Liu Yan threw the fake painting on the table.

Master Wu Jiu quickly expressed his apology to Uncle Zhuang with a look of panic.

"Old Zhuang, this time I was fooled by that person. I mistakenly took a fake painting as the original. I'm really sorry for you, I hope you can forgive me."

Zhuang Bo waved his hand slightly, his face no longer had the excitement he had before.

"Forget it, Xiaoyan also said that this painting can almost be fake and real. You will make mistakes, and you will not blame you."

"Thank you Mr. Zhuang."

Only then did Master Wu Jiu breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally, he even bowed to Liu Yan and said, "Thank you little brother. If you hadn't discovered it in time, my sin this time would have been a great deal."

"Sir, please be polite." Liu Yan said.

"Okay, Wu Jiu, you go back first. As for what you said, I will consider it." Zhuang Bo waved his hand indifferently and sent Mr. Wu Jiu.

"……yes."

Although Mr. Wu Jiu was a little disappointed, he did not dare to disobey, nor did he dare to have any dissatisfaction. He immediately hugged his fists and turned around and left.

Liu Yan glanced at Master Wu Jiu slightly.

At the same time, I also had some guesses about Zhuang Bo's identity.
To be continued...