Li Mo had long discovered the flaw in this calligraphy, but if he had not pointed it out, this calligraphy might always be recognized as Dong Qichang's original regular script.
At the same time, he had to admit that this regular script was very accomplished.
This reminded him of a person, Mr. Daqian. He imitated Bada Shanren and Shi Tao, and the imitation works were more realistic than the real thing.
The same is true for the regular script in front of me. Dong Qichang's masterpiece was imitated by a calligrapher in the late Qing Dynasty so that it was difficult to tell whether it was genuine or not. If he hadn't had the ability to see through, he wouldn't have discovered that the imitation had left hidden marks when it was framed.
Maybe it’s also a bad habit of imitators, let’s see who can spot it.
Since you all want to know, let me give you the truth and let this Li Jiayu know that if he troubles him again in the future, he must consider the serious consequences.
Li Mo laid out the words flatly, then changed several positions and postures to pretend to observe the whole word.
Finally, I stretched out my right index finger and rubbed it on the clothes a few times, then started to touch the blank space at the end of the word inch by inch.
His index finger was like a dragonfly touching the water, floating on the surface and gliding across it.
After he touched all the blank areas, he finally selected three places to touch and feel again.
After about three minutes, Li Mo's index finger stopped at the last place. He clicked here and said, "The flaw is here."
The four people immediately gathered around, their eyes wide open but they couldn't see anything? Mr. Qin and Mr. Li touched it with their fingertips several times, but could not feel any difference.
Mr. Qin took out a magnifying glass and looked at it for a while, and finally looked at Li Mo: "What's the problem here?"
"Hidden words below."
Li Mo walked to the coffee table and brought a glass of water. He dipped his fingertips in the water and pressed it gently. The surface of the paper was moist and the water vapor penetrated.
Under the gaze of everyone, a few regular characters gradually appeared in the damp place: In the autumn of the eighth year of Jiaqing, the thatched cottage was imitated. Afraid of tarnishing the sages, the words were left to make it clear, Ding's family.
The general meaning of this sentence is that in the autumn of the eighth year of Jiaqing, I completed this imitation in a thatched cottage. I was afraid that the imitation would not be accurate and tarnished the reputation of the original author, so I left this secret mark to let others know that it was a man named Ding. imitation made by man.
"This...this...how could this happen? How could this happen? It's impossible, this is absolutely impossible."
Li Jiayu was sweating profusely on his forehead and his face was full of horror. How could the original Dong Qichang's regular script, which was originally worth more than 100 million, become a forgery by an unknown person in the blink of an eye.
This calligraphy, this seal, and the identification seals on it are all imitations.
Many experts believe that it is an authentic work by Dong Qichang, but how come it became a forgery in the hands of Li Mo?
Li Jiayu couldn't accept this reality and lost control of his emotions. He pointed at Li Mo and almost roared: "You must have done something, right? What on earth do you want to do?"
When Mr. Li saw that he was out of control, he slapped him with his hand and drove him back several steps.
"Isn't it enough to be embarrassed?"
At this time, Chen Xiaojun rushed in with several security guards. They thought something unexpected had happened here.
"I'll go out first."
Li Mo sighed secretly. Poor people must be hateful. He believed that what happened today would become Li Jiayu's nightmare.
"Grandpa, he must have tampered with this. You have all been deceived by him."
"Don't let him go, make sure he makes it clear."
"Shut up."
Li Mo shook his head as he walked out of the study. This was nothing. He originally planned to visit Mr. Qin and then leave. Who would have thought that Li Jiayu would push him so hard. Gu Zhi
The 20 million capital was wasted.
After only a few minutes in the corridor, they saw Chen Xiaojun and the others controlling Li Jiayu and taking him out, followed by Mr. Li holding the words.
Mr. Qin and Mr. Shi walked out with strange expressions. The title of Golden Eye was not fake. He actually found such a flaw.
Just by touching it with your index finger, you can feel the subtle difference.
"Xiao Mo, this matter has nothing to do with you today, don't take it to heart." Mr. Qin smiled and asked, "Was it the 'Hand of Heaven' that was used just now?"
"It's part of it," Li Mo said helplessly, "I was forced to take this step."
"I think this is a good thing for Mr. Li and also a good thing for Jiayu. It is difficult to become a qualified heir without experiencing huge setbacks. Look at the little kid from Lao Niu's family. He has had nothing but pocket money since he was a child. You have to work and earn money by yourself, and I don’t have any dandy air about me now.”
"Haha, I've seen that calf before. It's a good seedling to cultivate properly." When Shi Lao said this, his face changed slightly, and he sighed softly, as if he thought of something unpleasant.
"Xiao Mo, can you play chess?"
Mr. Qin saw that Mr. Shi was in an abnormal mood and couldn't help but change the topic.
"Chess club, but I have always played chess with my master before, and I have never won. As for my level, to be honest, I have been criticized by my master, saying that I am a bad chess player. So if I want to play chess with you and my two elders, it may take a few minutes. By general."
Li Mo said a little embarrassedly that because he was criticized too much by Yanagawa Kei, he was not confident in his chess level.
At this time, Qin Guomin and his wife heard the noise and came over to see what was going on. When they saw that Li Mo was here, their faces were as ugly as they could be. It is true that the more people they don't want to see, the more likely they are to meet them. .
"Dad, what happened just now?"
Mr. Qin glanced at his son and daughter-in-law: "Go to Mr. Li's place to see Jiayu. Remember, behave yourself in the future, otherwise you will know the consequences."
"What's wrong with Jiayu? Didn't Mr. Li come over for tea this morning?"
"Go if you are told to go. If you don't go, just stay at home." Mr. Qin was a little unkind to them, and his tone was a bit stern.
"Dad, don't be angry, we are going there now."
"Hey, at first, I focused all my energy on the boss and neglected to discipline him. Now that my daughter is so old, they are living longer and longer."
Shi Lao smiled and said: "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Let's take care of ourselves and have fun when we have nothing to do."
"Xiao Mo, let me play a game of chess, let me see how bad your chess skills are." Mr. Shi and Mr. Qin often play chess, and they lose more than they win, so they have a childlike innocence. It would be good to play with Li Mo today. .
Li Mo looked at the time. The press conference for "Pictures of Emperors of the Past" had begun. There was a live broadcast online. He didn't know what the situation was now.
The chess game was in the living room. Before Li Mo and Shi Lao sat down, they saw Mrs. Qin hurriedly walking in and said, "Old Qin, what's going on at Old Li's house? That kid Jiayu seems to be stimulated by something, and he's been There were people shouting and yelling in the yard. Old Li also looked ugly. Aren’t you guys drinking tea together?”
"Sister-in-law, this matter is a bit complicated. Don't worry, they have nothing to do."
Shi Lao consoled him.
"Can't you be in a hurry? I thought that Lao Li came to talk to Lao Qin about getting married again. I thought that you clearly rejected them, which made them both feel bad. If not, I would come back in a hurry to ask what happened. ”
"Come in, I'll tell you something, and let Xiao Mo and the others play a game of chess."
After seeing Li Jiayu's performance today, Mr. Qin no longer had any expectations for him. He is not broad-minded enough and has a high vision but is not practical yet. This is really not the person he wants to choose. Putting aside family factors, he would rather Sirui find someone like Li Mo in the future.
Shilao laid out the black and red chess pieces, motioned for Li Mo to sit down and said, "You make the first move."
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