Chapter 201 Old Qi's Appreciation

Qi Xuanren was fascinated by painting and calligraphy all his life, especially good at copying Tang Yin's works.

Hearing Min Rou's invitation, the old man was instantly radiant and said with a smile, "Where is the painting? If nothing else, Tang Yin's calligraphy and painting master can still tell the difference!"

Everyone moved to the desk, Qi Xuanren took out a pair of reading glasses, put them on the bridge of his nose, and checked them carefully.

Qi Xuanren leaned over and checked it carefully, licking his tongue in amazement.

"The ink is moderately dark, good!"

"Smooth lines, elegant and unrestrained, good!"

"The overall atmosphere and parts without losing details, wonderful!"

"Although it doesn't have the style of painting, it's automatic, amazing!"

"Butterfly plays with flowers, it makes people feel like they are on the scene, it's great!"

Qi Xuanren straightened up, took off his reading glasses, and said in shock, "It's rare to see it in a hundred years! It's a masterpiece among the masters!"

Han Shiyue, who was beside him, hurriedly asked, "Old Qi, you haven't said whether this painting is the original work of Tang Yin?"

Qi Xuanren glared at Han Shiyue and said dissatisfiedly, "You, you, I said it so clearly, you still don't understand? This must be Tang Yin's original work!"

Han Shiyue was stunned, "Yes, but Min Rou also said before that the ink on this painting is not dry, it seems to have been painted just now?"

Qi Xuanren waved his hand and said casually, "So what? I'm distinguishing between true and false, not scientific research! This old man can be sure! This is the real work of Tang Yin!"

Han Xue jumped happily and said, "Oh! That's great! Dad, are you speechless now?"

Han Shiyue's face was black, as if she had swallowed a fly, she sat on the sofa and stopped talking.

Min Rou seemed to remember something, and on the coffee table she turned around, she untied another gift box.

An exquisite brush was lying in the gift box, then Min Rou took it in her hand and placed it in front of Qi Xuanren.

"Teacher, how are you tasting this pen?"

Qi Xuanren took a pen and looked closely at his eyes.

"Well, overall, beautiful workmanship."

"The pen is straight and delicate, and it is the finest lobular rosewood."

"The bristles are soft and yet tough. Is this actually a tuft of hair on the top of the wild white wolf's head?"

"Good! What a wolf's pen!"

Qi Xuanren fondly stroked the pen in his hand, and for a moment looked surprised again.

"Huh? There seems to be handwriting on it?"

Qi Xuanren hurriedly put on his reading glasses, then took out a magnifying glass, put the pen of the brush under the magnifying glass, and looked at it carefully.

Under the magnification, Qi Xuanren finally saw the micro-engraved characters on the brush.

"Peach Blossom Nunnery in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Immortal under Peach Blossom Nunnery... I can't see the tombs of Wuling heroes, no flowers, no wine and hoes!"

"This this!"

Qi Xuanren read the Taohua Temple song, which was micro-engraved and engraved on it, and was speechless in shock.

Min Rou hurriedly patted Qi Xuanren's back, and asked suspiciously, "Teacher, what's so strange about this? Isn't it just a song from Tang Yin's Peach Blossom Temple?"

After a long time, Qi Xuanren finally exhaled, carefully put down the brush in his hand, and said in surprise, "A poem by Tang Yin is nothing."

After swallowing his saliva, Qi Xuanren was still immersed in the shock just now, "But do you know what it means for a poem carved by Tang Yin himself?"

"Tang Yin personally carved seals?"

Min Rou repeated a sentence softly, and then seemed to have thought of something, her face changed greatly, and she said in shock, "Teacher, do you mean that?"

"That's right!" Qi Xuanren nodded affirmatively, "That's what you think it means!"

Han Shiyue also understood at this moment, and said incredulously, "How is this possible! How can it be passed down through the ages and still preserved?"

Han Xue looked around, not knowing why, she took Qi Xuanren's arm and said coquettishly, "Grandpa Qi, what are you talking about, why can't I understand it?"

Ye Yu sat aside, laughed lightly, and explained to Han Xue, "Xiaoxue, what Qiao Lao means is that this wolf brush is the one Tang Yin used!"