323. Chapter 323 The Original Match of Affliction VS the Upper Third (9)
Qin Yuanzheng was drinking alone.
He was in a bad mood.
Anyone who is forced to be separated from their childhood sweetheart will be in a bad mood.
Although Zhang Mingshu was only sent to a different courtyard of the Zhenbei Wangfu, Qin Yuanzheng could still visit when he misses her, but in the end, it was the time when the two of them were mixing oil, and it was still quite painful to be forced to separate.
He was half-drunk while drinking, when he heard someone say, "Wen Songju is said to have Mr. Han Shi's paintings on display today. Will Brother Li come with me to see it later?"
"That's natural."
Qin Yuanzheng's heart moved, Mr. Han Shi?
Qin Yuanzheng has two things in his life, one is painting and the other is wine.
However, his confidantes are not proficient in both.
Mr. Han Shi was the most famous painter in the previous dynasties. His skills have reached a state of perfection, and the world respects him as a "painter saint".
He immediately put down the wine glass in his hand and walked towards Wen Songju.
"Everyone, what I'm showing today is the secluded picture that Mr. Han Shi is best at. Please appreciate it." A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar said aloud.
At the same time, he slowly unfolded a picture scroll.
On the picture scroll, there are patches of bamboo forests, scattered cold stones, accompanied by the gurgling water, Mr. Han Shi is worthy of everyone, and with a few strokes, a picture of deep mountains and secluded flowers is vividly displayed in front of everyone.
Many people began to tsk tsk in admiration, and finally the middle-aged scribe just revealed his purpose.
The general idea is that there was a big change in my home, and I had to change it as a last resort. This pair of Mr. Han Shi's paintings is one of the most precious works, and I hope someone who is destined can get it.
How could Qin Yuanzheng let go of such an opportunity.
He immediately opened his mouth to make an offer, but in the capital, there were many rich and wealthy people, and there were many people competing to raise the price for a while.
Qin Yuanzheng was originally a little upset, and when he was about to call out a high price, he suddenly smelled a faint and cold fragrance on the tip of his nose.
I don't know what kind of spice it is made of, and the people who lingered and screamed just felt a shock.
Immediately afterwards, he felt that the sleeves seemed to be pulled.
When he turned his head, he met a pair of bright eyes.
Undoubtedly, Qin Yuanzheng was also a little lost when he looked at these amazingly beautiful eyes.
The woman's face was covered with a veil, and she said softly, "This young master is really presumptuous. This painting doesn't look like the real thing."
Her voice is clear and crisp, and her opening is like a collision of gold and jade, which is really nice.
Qin Yuanzheng was attracted by the voice and the content of the words, and unknowingly followed her to the private room on the second floor.
"I don't know if the girl said that the painting was fake, but is there any evidence?" Qin Yuanzheng still remembered the business.
The woman, Gu Shengyin, chuckled lightly: "I dare to ask the young master, what are the characteristics of Mr. Han Shi's writing style?"
Qin Yuanzheng replied without thinking: "Strength through the back of the paper, arrogant and uninhibited, like a painting."
Gu Shengyin nodded: "Then you think about it again, the painting just now, but that's it?"
Qin Yuanzheng frowned: "I looked at that painting, and it was indeed Mr. Han Shi's style, right!"
His eyes suddenly lit up: "I see, that is indeed not Mr. Han Shi's handwriting!"
He thanked Gu Shengyin: "Thank you girl for speaking."
Gu Sheng smiled: "It's just a little effort, people who don't want to really love painting will be deceived."
Although she was wearing a veil, when she laughed, she could vaguely see the graceful contours of her face, and under the looming cover of the veil, it was even more reverie.
Qin Yuanzheng was fascinated for a while.