The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

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Ye Feng walked up to the fake "Autobiography", glanced at the crowd, and said loudly: "Huai Su, born in the 25th year of Kaiyuan of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, the year of his death is unknown. His surname is Qian, his courtesy name is Zangzhen, he was born in Changsha, Hunan, and he became a monk."

"He diligently studied calligraphy. According to legend, he built a tomb with bald pens, planted banana leaves extensively, and used banana leaves instead of paper to practice calligraphy. Therefore, he named his residence "Lvtian Temple". He was fond of drinking and was in high spirits when he encountered temple walls, clothes, and All utensils are written on."

"His writing style is like a sudden rain and whirlwind, flying and turning, with many changes, and the law is complete. At that time, people called him a 'crazy monk'. Some people described that when he was writing, 'There are dozens of pink-walled corridors, and the little chest is full of excitement. Gas. Suddenly three or five screams filled the wall with thousands of words.'"

"Predecessors commented on his Kuangcao, which inherited Zhang Xu and developed it. They called it 'Kuao succeeded Dian', and also called it 'Bian Zhang Zui Su', which had a great influence on later generations."

Ye Feng started with an introduction to Huaisu and the characteristics of his calligraphy.

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard what he said so clearly, and then they started to criticize him mercilessly as usual.

"Let me go, is this freeloader of good-for-nothing good-for-nothing just trying to show off his knowledge in front of us? He's just pretending to be a real person!"

"Don't tell me, if you didn't know that he was the son-in-law who stepped in, it would be easy to be fooled by him."

"I say, soft-hearted man, you'd better go home and eat soft-cooked rice as soon as possible. Don't neglect your job and imitate other masters' commentaries on copybooks. You are not that material at all. You may have a chance in the next life!"

"A loser who just eats soft food seriously commented on Huai Su's "Autobiography". This is the funniest and most ridiculous thing I have ever seen today."

Different from everyone's reaction, Zhao Bo became more and more uneasy when he heard Ye Feng's words and saw the indifferent expression on Ye Feng's face.

He even had an ominous premonition in his heart that his careful layout and lies would be completely exposed by Ye Feng.

If it was really exposed and the old man knew that he gave him a fake in front of so many people at his birthday party, I'm afraid the old man would be so angry that he would skin him on the spot!
The "Autobiography" hanging on the wall is a high-quality imitation that Zhao Bo bought for 3 yuan. The seller swore that even treasure appraisal experts may not be able to tell the authenticity of this copybook.

Because the old man had a special liking for Huai Su's copybooks, Zhao Bo bought them as a birthday gift for the old man.

The purpose of doing this is nothing more than to gain a good impression on the old man and lay the foundation for inheriting the family industry in the future. ,

After all, Zhao Bo is essentially a second-generation ancestor who can only indulge in drunkenness and misbehavior, and it is precisely because of this that Zhao Xiaoman is very disgusted with him.

Zhao Bo decided that he could not tolerate a guy who was called a useless son-in-law destroying everything he had carefully laid out. Even if there was a possibility, he would nip it in the bud.

Zhao Bo shouted loudly: "Come here, throw this pretentious and good-for-nothing son-in-law out of here!"

Two Zhao family security guards immediately stepped forward, glared at Ye Feng fiercely, and then rushed forward to push Ye Feng to the ground.

"Stop!" Zhao Licheng shouted coldly, "Don't be arrogant to the guests, get out!"

The two security guards immediately stopped, glanced at Zhao Bo, and retreated dejectedly.

After all, in this family, Zhao Licheng has the final say.Ye Feng's invisible knowledge and magnanimity made Zhao Licheng feel that he was extraordinary, so he walked up to Ye Feng and asked solemnly: "Doctor Ye, do you also have research on identifying calligraphy?"

"Grandpa, you can't be deceived by him. He is just a breadwinner from Fang's family. How can he know how to authenticate copybooks!?" Zhao Bo panicked.

Zhao Licheng waved his hand: "You can't say that. There is no second in martial arts, and no first in literature. Everyone has their own opinions on literary matters such as identifying copybooks."

"Grandpa, but asking us all to listen to the opinions of a visiting son-in-law, isn't it... a waste of everyone's time?" Zhao Bo really didn't want Ye Feng to continue talking, "Master Hao has just appraised it himself, why should we?" Is it unnecessary? Even if he can speak with great fanfare, he still can't compare with Master Hao."

The guests once again criticized Ye Feng and supported Zhao Bo.

"Mr. Zhao, I think Mr. Bo is right. There is no need for us to waste time listening to the opinions of a visiting son-in-law. It is impossible for him to know calligraphy."

"I think so too. Mr. Bo has the certificate in his hand and has invited Master Hao over. In this way, there is no need to doubt the authenticity of the "Autobiography"!"

"A filial young man like Mr. Bo is really rare in this society. This good-for-nothing son-in-law said at your birthday party that the copybook was fake and questioned Mr. Bo's filial piety. He really deserves a beating!"

The crowd's artificial indignation and hypocritical flattery towards Zhao Bo made Ye Feng really feel sick.

Zhao Licheng had watched the video of the medical competition between Ye Feng and Zhou Lirui, so he knew that Ye Feng had real skills in traditional Chinese medicine.Although traditional Chinese medicine and antique calligraphy and painting are not comparable, it is rare for a traditional Chinese medicine doctor as young as Ye Feng to have medical skills as good as Zhou Lirui's, so Zhao Licheng still wanted to hear his opinion.

Ignoring everyone's noise, Zhao Licheng looked at Ye Feng and said, "Dr. Ye, please continue."

Ye Feng then said loudly: "The paper version of "Autobiography" is 28.3 cm long and 775 cm wide; 126 lines, a total of 698 words. It was written in the 12th year of Dali in the Tang Dynasty. The first six lines were lost early and were supplemented by Su Shunqin of the Song Dynasty."

Ye Feng's words made Mr. Zhao couldn't help but nod slightly. At the same time, Mr. Zhao understood that Ye Feng was by no means an outsider in "Autobiography", otherwise he would not have understood it so well.

""Autobiography" is Huaisu's autobiography of his life in general, and it also contains poems given to him by Yan Zhenqing, Zhang Wei, Dai Shulun and others. The whole text is written in wild cursive, and the center of the pen is like a cone scratching a sand table, vertically, horizontally and diagonally, with no direction. Not accepted.”

"The whole volume emphasizes the continuous cursive force. The brush strokes turn up and down, left and right, ups and downs, fast and fast, light and heavy. The entire scroll is within the rules and regulations, with strange changes and turbulent expressions. It is really the ultimate in the art of cursive calligraphy. Performance."

"When Huaisu was about 32 years old, he walked out of Hunan to Chang'an to pay homage to famous teachers and seek further development. After arriving in Chang'an, he saw many rare 'posthumous bamboo slips' and made friends with many literati and dignitaries. Noble man."

"Because of his free and easy personality and excellent cursive writing, he was highly praised by many calligraphers, poets and celebrities, and he received a series of praising poems, which can be compiled into an album. Huaisu lived in Chang'an for about five years, about Dali of the Tang Dynasty In October of the seventh year, he left Chang'an and returned to his hometown Lingling, passing by Luoyang."

"Zhang Xu, the Kuangcao master he most admired, had been active in Luoyang for many years. Although he had passed away long ago, Huaisu still made a special trip to Luoyang to commemorate his predecessor. He never expected to meet Zhang Xu's disciple and calligrapher Yan Zhenqing in Luoyang."

(End of this chapter)