It was indeed a painting, but the more He Ren looked at it, the more surprised he became. At the end, He Ren's eyes widened because this was also a painting that should not appear here.
The painting is an ordinary landscape painting. The sky is high and the air is crisp, the peaks are green and the trees are barren, and the mountains are majestic. Although there are not many pen and ink, the artistic conception is quite profound. At first glance, it is a work by a famous artist.
What surprised He Ren was the signature on it - "Hong Guzi".
There is only one person with this title who can paint landscape paintings to such a state. He is known as the ancestor of the Northern Landscape Painting School and a post-Liang painter of the Five Dynasties, Jing Hao.
Jing Hao made important contributions to the development of Chinese landscape painting, further promoting the "water halo ink seal" painting method that appeared in the Tang Dynasty to maturity.
He felt that Li Sixun was greatly deprived of ink; Wu Daozi's pen was better than the image, and he also hated the lack of ink; Xiang Rong only mastered Taoism with ink, but his pen was completely useless; only Zhang Hong's pen and ink accumulated little, and his true thoughts were outstanding, and he did not value five colors. can get his approval.
This is not Jing Hao's bragging. He has real skills. He indeed based on his own research and learned from the best of others, proposed the "six essentials" of painting landscapes of Qi, rhyme, scene, thought, brush and ink, which are the key points in ancient landscape painting theory. A classic work that has influenced countless painters.
Critics of the past dynasties have highly praised Jing Hao's artistic achievements. Shen Kuo of the Northern Song Dynasty wrote in "Picture Song": "The most wonderful words in the painting are the mountains and rivers, the peaks and mountains of Mojie rise from both sides. Li Cheng's pen conquers the chemical industry, and Jing Hao's pictures describe thousands of miles."
Mi Fu of the Song Dynasty regarded Jing Hao's works as treasures, and Tang Gao of the Yuan Dynasty called Jing Hao "the crown of the late Tang Dynasty" in his "Painting Book"...
The most important thing is that Jing Hao has very few handed down works. The only one that can be confirmed is "Kuanglu Picture", which is hidden in the National Palace Museum in Taipei.
As for the "Snow Landscape" collected by the Nelson Museum of Art in the United States, the "River and Mountains with Ruin Mist" collected by the Osaka Municipal Museum of Art in Japan, and the "Fish and Fun Picture" collected by the National Palace Museum in Wanwan, the authenticity is controversial.
Moreover, the painting in front of him has not appeared in the history books and descriptions of paintings in the past, so He Ren was surprised.
If you haven't seen it before, you can't tell the authenticity through this. He Ren is really having a hard time.
Chen Zheng and Xu Qingjie have obviously never heard of Jing Hao's name, which is not their fault. After all, Jing Hao has too few handed down works, and his life is too far away from the present, so it is normal for them not to recognize him.
"Is this Hong Guzi famous?"
"Very famous."
He Ren introduced the basic situation of Jing Hao and added, "There is no private transaction record of Jing Hao's paintings, but judging from the imitations... better imitations can sell for millions."
"So awesome?"
The expressions of Chen Zheng and Xu Qingjie changed, and their gazes towards the silk paintings on the stage became intense.
He Ren quickly cooled down the two of them, "But there's no way to prove the authenticity. It's useless to just rely on a name and a seal."
Chen Zheng pointed to the row of appraisal seals and collection seals at the back, "With so many people stamping it, it must be an original, right?"
"Not necessarily." He Ren frowned, "As I said just now, Jing Hao is the founder of the sect. His paintings were quite precious even in ancient times, and naturally many people copied them. And Jing Hao's paintings throughout his life It’s not too many, there are only about fifty paintings in the records. If they are well-copied paintings, they are also valuable for collection.”
"Huh? This appraisal seal... seems to belong to Huang Gongwang."
"Huang Gongwang? Who is that?"
He Ren had no choice but to explain, "A famous painter from the Yuan Dynasty..."
"How famous is it?"
"Have you seen "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains"? It's a bad movie. That painting was painted by Huang Gongwang. It is a national treasure."
"Huang Gongwang once collected a painting by Jing Hao called "Chu Mountain Autumn Evening Picture", and wrote a poem about it. Here, it is the inscription on the painting."
Everyone looked up at the big screen. The inscription was a seven-character poem, "The sky is high and the mountains are green, and the clouds and smoke fill the courtyard. The path is remote and suddenly startled. Under the yellow leaves, the tree is barren and you can still hear the rooster crow at noon. The mountain man has an appointment. Talking about the true secrets, the stranger has no intention of letting himself wake up from drunkenness. The most beautiful autumn scenery in the window is that Honggu was well-known in those days."
Chen Zheng was a little excited, "Then this painting is "Chu Mountain Autumn Evening Picture"?"
"Definitely not." He Ren shook his head, ""Chu Mountain Autumn Evening Picture" has households, mountain men and wild visitors, but there are no houses or people in this painting, it is just a simple landscape."
Chen Zheng and Xu Qingjie instantly lost interest. If this was the case, this painting would definitely be a fake. Even if Jing Hao was famous, the price would be several million...
Other experts can also see these things. After all, they are eating this bowl of rice and are relatively familiar with Jing Hao and Huang Gongwang.
Therefore, the price of this painting was not high, and it stopped after the price reached three million.
The beautiful host didn't want the final auction to end hastily. After shouting twice, he paused for a long time without dropping the hammer. Seeing this, He Ren took Chen Zheng's sign and raised it.
The beautiful host's eyes lit up, "Three million and one million, does anyone want to increase the price?"
Chen Zheng glanced at He Ren and said, "Didn't you say this painting is a fake? Why are you holding up the sign?"
"When did I say it was a fake? I just said I didn't like it, and even if it's a replica, it was painted by a master, so it's still worth something."
He Ren was also a little unhappy. He said he was an expert, but Chen Zheng didn't pay him to hire him. He Ren had already said he didn't think it was good and gave the reasons, so Chen Zheng obviously gave up.
Now He Ren wants to bid for it, and Chen Zheng actually suspects that He Ren is deliberately hiding his secrets. He is really judging a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart.
Chen Zheng was about to speak, but Xu Qingjie spoke, "Old Chen, Old He is my friend, I specially invited him here."
As soon as these words came out, Chen Zheng immediately shut up. Xu Qingjie patted He Ren on the shoulder, "Go ahead and do it. If you don't have enough money, I'll give it to you first."
He Ren glanced at Xu Qingjie and didn't expect that this guy was quite reliable at critical moments...
At this time, Fatty Qian also raised a sign, saying 3.2 million.
He Ren looked back and saw that the sign was not held by Fatty Qian, but by Zhou Wei.
He Ren's brows furrowed again. Is there something else that Zhou Wei saw that he didn't see?
First he raised the sign and added 100,000, then He Ren observed carefully. Suddenly his heart moved and he discovered a flaw.
The inscription on the painting in front of me was indeed written by Huang Gongwang. With so many words, it is almost impossible to completely imitate Huang Gongwang's calligraphy.
But as a famous painter and calligrapher, why did Huang Gongwang put an inscription on a wrongly copied painting?
Even if Huang Gongwang is a kind person and wants to help others make more money, there is no need for him to write a poem specifically for "Autumn Evening in Chushan Mountain".
Is it possible that there are actually two paintings of "Autumn Evening in Chushan Mountain"? Just like Qiu Ying's "Orchid Picture"?
Is this painting really by Jing Hao?
At this thought, He Ren became uneasy. If his guess was correct, this was a national treasure handed down from generation to generation, and he must take a photo of it!
