bright moon goes west

Lu Nianxue turned her gaze to Dai Wangshu, and smiled very gently: "Second Miss Dai, is this painting really a gift from Mr. Byron?"

Dai Wangshu bit her lip. For some reason, Lu Nianxue's soft eyes and polite smile always gave her a very uncomfortable feeling, as if she was a complete joke in Lu Nianxue's eyes.

"What does Mrs. Cui mean? Are you doubting my words?" Dai Wangshu's moist, innocent almond eyes showed deep grievances, and there was a trace of wronged anger.

"Although Mr. Byron has left the country, if Mrs. Cui doesn't believe it, she can send a telegram to Mr. Byron for confirmation."

After Dai Wangshu finished speaking, the circles of her eyes became red, her white teeth clenched her lower lip tightly, and she looked like she was about to cry, as if Lu Nianxue's words were a great insult to her.

"Mrs. Cui, this is an insult. Please apologize to Miss Dai." One of Dai Wangshu's crushes jumped out.

Lu Nianxue raised her eyebrows, her face was still gentle and soft, as if any provocation was not enough to change her color.

"Second Miss Dai, and this gentleman, I didn't mean to insult Miss Dai. It's just that this painting was originally hung in the home of one of my elders. I don't know what happened, and it was exiled abroad."

Lu Nianxue's clear and beautiful voice was very peaceful, and she spoke unhurriedly in front of the discussion of all the guests.

"Mrs. Cui, I don't quite understand what you mean. Do you think this painting is stolen goods?" Dai Wangshu's eyelashes trembled, his almond eyes were full of water, like flowers blooming in the wind and rain, with a fragile and stubborn expression on his face.

"I'm just curious about the origin of the painting."

Lu Nianxue's voice was very calm, no matter whether Dai Wangshu was wronged or angry, she was not affected at all.

Lu Nianxue turned her head slightly, her gaze first fell on Chen Xi who was indifferent to all this, and finally she looked at her husband standing aside, her eyes were bent, and she said softly: "Tianquan, you and your brother-in-law come to see this painting."

Although Chen Xi didn't know why, he still walked over as promised.

"Mrs. Cui, what do you mean? Make it clear!" the young man who just interrupted said angrily.

On the contrary, Dai Wangshu suddenly became quiet, bit his lip and looked at Lu Nianxue.

Dai Wangshu is not stupid. With so many experts and scholars agreeing that this "Luo Shen Fu Picture" is authentic, there is no need for Lu Nianxue to lie for the sake of a momentary mood, and it is a lie that can be easily exposed.

Dai Wangshu suddenly felt a bad premonition.

Lu Nianxue didn't have the time to pay attention to the expression on Dai Wangshu's face. Since she could speak big words, she had to be prepared to be slapped in the face.

Lu Nianxue's slender, white fingers pointed at the picture in the first volume of the painting "Cao Zhi and his entourage driving to Luoshui", and her clear and beautiful voice was as gentle as a spring breeze: "Everyone, please look at this horse, the horse's eyes are well-known. It is the finishing touch method of raw lacquer created by Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, how can you explain it?"

After hearing some calligraphy and paintings, everyone immediately took out a magnifying glass and looked at the steed that Lu Nianxue pointed at. They were all surprised.

Raw lacquer touches the eyes, concealing the bean, surpassing the plainness of paper, almost moving, this is the characteristic of Zhao Ji's flower and bird paintings of Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty.

And the eyes of this steed are radiant and unique, different from the eyes of the other steeds, probably a flaw left by the owner of the painting on purpose.

Could it be that he really did it himself... All those who just concluded that this painting was authentic lost their voices.

Dai Wangshu completely lost the calm look she had just now. She threw herself on the painting and stared carefully into the eyes of one of the horses.

Dai Wangshu learned painting at the age of seven, and it has been 13 years now. She has practiced meticulous painting, and the most painted are flowers, birds, fish and insects. How could she not know the method of "finishing the eyes with raw lacquer".

The color of Dai Wangshu's face faded instantly, her body was cold and hot, every cell in her body seemed to be scorched by ice and fire, which made her dizzy for a while, but she woke up in the rapid cooling.

How could it be a fake?How could it be a fake!
At the beginning, Mr. Byron was going to give his draft as a gift, but he chose this painting himself. How ecstatic he was then, how regretful he is now!
Dai Wangshu bit the tip of her tongue hard. With the sharp pain, she woke up instantly, and her brain was working rapidly.

It can't be a fake painting!It can't be a fake painting!Even if it is fake, I have to make it real!
Dai Wangshu took a deep breath, his willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he seemed puzzled and said: "But Mrs. Cui, this work has no signs of being old, whether it is brushwork, color or material, it is very in line with Wei's style. The characteristics of Gu Kaizhi's calligraphy and painting in the Jin Dynasty."

Dai Wangshu's eyes moved slightly, he pointed to the other horses on the scroll, and said softly, "If this painting is a fake, why is only this horse using the method of 'lacquer finishing'? I believe, A counterfeiter wouldn't leave a hole like that. Unless..."

Dai Wangshu paused: "Unless the later collectors are afraid of the work being stolen, they came up with this method of confusing the authenticity, filling the eyes of one of the horses with the method of 'painting the eyes' again, so as to achieve A false purpose. Aren’t we fooled by this?”

The more Dai Wangshu spoke, the more confident her tone became, as if the truth was what she said.

Many guests suddenly showed a look of enlightenment, and they all felt that what Dai Wangshu said made some sense, maybe this was the truth of the matter.

Lu Nianxue's beautiful eyes flashed, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

The original intention of my sister to leave this flaw in the first place was to allow people to recognize that the painting was a fake.Unexpectedly, some people believed Dai Wangshu's far-fetched reason.It can be seen that for the sake of their own reputation, some people don't even talk about integrity, which is the most important thing for literati, and they even do such stupid things as "pointing at a deer as a horse".

Fortunately, there was a private seal affixed by my sister later on this painting.

It is impossible for Chen Xi not to know him.

Lu Nianxue shifted her gaze to Dai Wangshu, a pair of soft eyes showed a trace of compassion, she said softly: "Miss Dai Er is not unreasonable. It's a pity... a fake is a fake, and it will always be true." Not really."

Dai Wangshu finally knew why he hated Lu Nianxue.

Every look and every movement that is different from my own is made strictly according to the ruler.

Lu Nianxue's gentleness, self-restraint, dignity and gentleness seem to be the style of a noble family that has been infiltrated in her bones since she was a child. She is as gentle as a vast blue lake. You never know what will be hidden under the seemingly calm water.

Dai Wangshu looked at Lu Nianxue's calm and generous demeanor in the face of everyone's doubts, and couldn't help but feel a sense of shame.If it was him, he would definitely not be as calm as Lu Nianxue in the face of accusations.

Thinking of this, Dai Wangshu felt unwilling, why!Why can Lu Nianxue be in the limelight? Tonight is obviously their Dai family's home game.

She must not let Lu Nianxue turn black and white!Dai Wangshu clenched his teeth and decided to wait and see what happened!

"Mrs. Cui, so many seniors in the calligraphy and painting circles here, can't they compare with your Boling Cui family's vision and insight?" Cheng Liren said with a sneer.

As soon as Cheng Liren finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall immediately became tense.

Some of the guests secretly hated Cheng Liren for not being able to speak.

Not to mention anything else, none of the guests here knows that the young marshal's wife is from the Cui family of Boling. Such a shameless thing like a personal attack!

Seeing that the situation was not right, Dai Chunlin came out with a smile to smooth things over: "Liren, young people, are often inconsistent with the ideas of our older generation. Old people have a stable temperament, experience, and lack of initiative. Young people dare to fight and are aggressive. Why bother to hurt your friendship over a painting."

Lu Nianxue hooked the corners of her lips. Although this Prime Minister Dai lacked some wisdom in politics, he was well versed in the art of speaking.

Doesn't this mean that he is not knowledgeable enough, impulsive and pushy?
"Prime Minister Dai, since this gentleman mentioned the Cui family of Boling, it is not a trivial matter that concerns the reputation of the family." Cui Heming, who had remained silent all this time, said in a deep voice.

He naturally saw his sister's private seal on the painting.I didn't say it just now, because I was afraid that these old people would not be able to step down, but these people made an inch of it.

"Nephew Cui Xian, Liren also made a slip of the tongue for a while. It is said that my master's hospitality is not good enough. I will apologize to my nephew on behalf of Liren." Dai Chunlin apologized to Cui Heming, a junior, in a very low profile, which made Cui Heming even more small-bellied, aggressive.

"Prime Minister Dai, the juniors have been trained by the family. Although they are not talented, they will not vent their anger. Since Mr. Liren mentioned the family reputation of my Cui family in Boling, the juniors have to say that in the Cui family's family training, What is true is true, what is false is what is false, and the younger generation will definitely not be able to do things like pretending to be horses."

Cui Heming said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Zhuzi is rude!" Cheng Liren was overwhelmed by Cui Heming's words, and he pointed at Cui Heming with trembling fingers, with an angry expression on his face.

"Juniors don't dare." Cui Heming cupped his hands expressionlessly.Although he is a gentle gentleman, he will not just watch someone pour dirty water on his head.

Lu Nianxue didn't want to argue with such a villain, she couldn't help raising her voice, and said confidently: "Everyone, I just said that there are two flaws in this painting, one of which is the method of 'finishing the eyes'. , the other place is this private seal. I can guarantee that this private seal will never belong to a private collector!"

Without giving these people a chance to refute, Lu Nianxue turned her gaze to Chen Xi, tapped her finger on the seal, and said in a clear voice, "My brother-in-law should be able to recognize my sister's private seal, 'Master Chunhui', this is my sister's nickname!"

All the guests in the banquet hall seemed to be choked by someone in an instant, and the boiling atmosphere instantly quieted down, like a pool of stagnant water.

"That's right, this is indeed Ah Heng's seal." Chen Xi's deep eyes fell on this private seal, a pair of deep black eyes as deep as the night.

The thin golden body of "elegant and beautiful, interesting" is printed with four small vermilion characters of "Master Chunhui". Even a group of industry giants have been fooled by this painting. What else is his wife not capable of? ?

"Is this really the young marshal's wife's calligraphy?" Mr. Qian asked in disbelief.

How old is Chen Xi's wife, maybe in her twenties.Even those of them who have lived half a hundred years may not be able to draw such a fake work. Is this really painted by a young woman?
"Impossible, this is obviously a gift from Mr. Byron." Dai Wangshu's sweet voice revealed a touch of sharpness.

Chen Xi stared at her with frowned eyebrows, showing a trace of deep boredom.This woman invited a bunch of people to enjoy the painting at her own father's birthday banquet.
If Dai Wangshu could know what Chen Xi was thinking at this moment, he would be pissed to death.

Fortunately, Dai Wangshu didn't know what Chen Xi was thinking, so he was able to finish his sentence in a burst of dizziness.

"Young Marshal, Mr. Cui and Mrs. Cui, is there any misunderstanding here? This "Luo Shen Fu Picture" looks like it was made by everyone. As far as I know, Mrs. Cui should be Hua Xinnianhua now. Even if the work is fake, how can it be completed without decades of knowledge?! In terms of this old craft, it is not something that anyone can casually master."

"There are people beyond people, and there is sky beyond the sky. Miss Dai, don't think that if you can't do something, there is no one in this world." Chen Xi's voice was cold, and a pair of black eyes showed deep displeasure, and his eyes were as cold as ice General, staring at Dai Wangshu coldly.

In his ears, he couldn't hear a word that slandered his wife.