Chapter 580: The Horse-trapping Map

Mo Haoran smiled slightly, then spoke lightly, "Since that's the case, please ask Mr. Liu to take it out and look. Perhaps, Haoran could see some clues."

After hearing Mo Haoran's words, Xue Zangfeng also raised his head and threw a look of doubt at Old Liu. Xue Zangfeng was also very surprised at this moment, not knowing that Old Liu wanted Mo Haoran to appreciate an ancient Songma painting. However, Xue Zangfeng also knew in his heart that this ancient painting was definitely not a simple ancient painting.

At this moment, a shiny light shot out from his eyes, and then stretched out his hand and slapped his high-high three times. Suddenly, a man in a black suit and tie held an ancient painting. He walked to Mr. Liu very respectfully and said respectfully: "Chairman, I have brought the painting you want."

"Open it." Mr. Liu's words are simple and powerful, but they have an indescribable majesty, which makes others unable to help but obey his orders.

After hearing Mr. Liu's instructions, the man carefully opened such an ancient painting. It was about two meters long and about one meter wide. Such an ancient painting was immediately presented to Mo Haoran. The silk and ink paintings were opened and made people realize that there was an ancient painting of some eras at that time.

"At this time, I have collected a long-term picture of Song Ma stepping on the song. Haoran, please help me see. Is this ancient painting the original?" Mr. Liu stood up and looked up and down at the ancient painting in front of him, and spoke solemnly.

Suddenly, Mo Haoran and Xue Zangfeng both stood up and began to look carefully around such an ancient painting. Xue Zangfeng also had some research on ancient paintings, and at this moment he was also curious to check what kind of ancient painting it was. After the man opened the scroll, he immediately stood respectfully behind Mr. Liu.

Above the scroll, there is a strange peak facing each other in a valley. From a distance, it is filled with fog. The peaks are very steep and clouds are filled with smoke. There are several steep huge rocks that reveal their mottled texture. Between the strange peaks, there is a great road. Above the road, a horse gallops on its horse, with a very vast momentum. Those who look at the painting seem to be able to hear the sound of angry horses flying around the horse's hooves.

The silk and ink painting look like a long meaning. At this moment, Mo Haoran felt as if he was a pine tree growing on the valley road, and a horse was rushing past him.

For a moment, Mo Haoran and Xue Zangfeng held their breath and were deeply trapped in the painting. Mr. Liu smiled at the corner of his mouth, sat on the chair, and waited quietly.

After a long time, Mo Haoran finally came to his senses. Suddenly, a light flashed from his eyes. Then, Mo Haoran praised happily and said repeatedly: "Good paintings are indeed good paintings."

After hearing Mo Haoran's praise, Xue Zangfeng gradually came to his senses. At this moment, a light flashed out from his turbid eyes. Looking at such an ancient painting, his thoughts were fluctuating. Xue Zangfeng also had some research on ancient paintings, and at this moment he could also realize the extraordinaryness of this ancient painting. Looking at such an ancient painting, he seemed to be a long neighing of a horse.

A painting can bring people who look at paintings into the paintings. It can be imagined that the skill of this ancient painting is so great. At this moment, he couldn't help but envy Liu Laolai, who was able to collect such a masterpiece. At this time, Xue Zangfeng couldn't help but look at Liu Laolai carefully.

"However, unfortunately, such a masterpiece is a fake." Mo Haoran's face showed a look of loss and said with regret.

As soon as Mo Haoran said that, Old Liu's face changed. Even Xue Zangfeng was full of surprise at this moment, and looked at Mo Haoran in confusion.

This ancient painting was purchased by Mr. Liu in big money. At this moment, he heard Mo Haoran say it was a fake. Mr. Lu suddenly felt a huge wave in his heart, and he was struggling to collect such a masterpiece. Now he took it out for Mo Haoran to see. However, what he didn't expect was that Mo Haoran insisted on this matter and a fake.

"Haoran, how could he see this thing be a fake?" Old Liu stared at Mo Haoran tightly and asked. His tone was unknowingly filled with a hint of tremolo.

"If I remember correctly, this is a famous work handed down by Ma Zhiguo, a famous painter in the Song Dynasty. The whole painting is 191.8 cm long and 104.5 cm wide, and is called "The Horse-Planting in the Far Peak".

Ma Zhiguo inherited the style of the Tang Dynasty painter Li Tang, so the mountains and rocks in "The Horse-Planting in the Far Peak" were cut by axe. Of course, Ma Zhiguo developed and enriched the techniques of axe-splitting texture and had its own characteristics. In terms of specific painting methods, this picture uses vigorous and simple brushwork, and the big axe-splitting texture is extremely clean and neat, which is the typical feature of the courtyard. The branches of the trees are as tilted as the downward stubbornness, which is Ma Zhiguo's personal creation. His works are not known for their majesty, but win with freshness. Especially the thin far peaks he painted are like water stone bonsai, which are lively and light, and are not as overwhelming as those of the Northern Song Dynasty landscape paintings.

However, the majestic momentum of the steep and steep peaks in this picture is heroic. Even if you watch the painting, you can feel the feeling of the horse being neighed and galloping. This is a very different from the style of Ma Zhiguo. Therefore, it is considered that this is a fake."

Mo Haoran was standing in front of the painting and talking. While speaking, he pointed to the steep mountain peaks and the galloping horses in his words and spoke. After that, Mo Haoran smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at Mr. Liu quietly.

When Mr. Liu heard Mo Haoran's words, he suddenly felt shocked. What Mo Haoran said was in a reasonable and unmistakable way. Moreover, it can be heard from Mo Haoran's words that Mo Haoran knows this painting well.

Mr. Liu's face darkened at this moment, and then he spoke unwillingly: "This is indeed Ma Zhiguo's masterpiece "Picture of Horses on the Far Peak", but it cannot be determined by this that this painting was not painted by Ma Zhiguo. Just like Haoran, this is Ma Zhiguo's masterpiece. Ma Zhiguo painted a lot, and most of his painting styles are known for his elegance. However, he also has changes in his painting style when he is old. No contemporary people have ever seen the authenticity of this painting. Ma Zhiguo may also change the style of the painting when he is old and change it to a powerful and majestic momentum. Haoran, I still don't believe it. This painting's heroic momentum cannot be drawn by anyone."

Although Mr. Liu believed in Mo Haoran's words, it was impossible for a painter to change his style from being beautiful to being vigorous all at once. However, this painting was very good. He still didn't believe it if it was a fake. Not any painter could copy such a masterpiece. So, at this moment, Mr. Liu spoke up against it.

Mo Haoran smiled slightly, as if he had expected Mr. Liu to say this. He immediately spoke loudly again: "If this is the case, of course it would not be enough to convince the world. I believe that Mr. Liu has also given this painting to many people for appreciation. Others cannot instantly determine that he is a fake, so he must have the same idea as Mr. Liu. In fact, this is just one reason."

After Mo Haoran said this, he smiled mysteriously. Then, Mo Haoran stopped. Xue Zangfeng and Mr. Liu heard Mo Haoran's words, their hearts were pounding. They also understood that Mo Haoran must have seen the clues of this painting.

Mr. Liu and Xue Zangfeng were showing their brilliance at this moment. They looked tightly at the corners of their mouths with a smile, waiting for his next sentence.

Mo Haoran has adjusted the appetite of Xue Zangfeng and Liu Lao. Then, Mo Haoran finally spoke slowly: "Ma Zhiguo's paintings further explored the poetic and touching power in the landscape on the basis of inheriting the achievements of his predecessors, focusing on image processing and refining, focusing on the layout and tailoring and management, making the works more concise and complete, and the theme is more clear and prominent. His landscape paintings are generally strange and steep in distant mountains, hard near stones, concise in the distance, and solemn in the distance. People call it a small steep peak that is straight up without seeing its top, or a cliff that is straight down without seeing its corner, or a towering mountain and a distant mountain is low, or a lonely boat rides across the moon and sits alone, giving people endless fun.

However, the two peaks of this painting are confronting each other, and the steep boulders are highlighted. The texture of the boulders is all vivid. It is a contradiction with Ma Zhiguo's painting style, the concise vision, and the solemn near-view. With Ma Zhiyuan's painting method, it must be blurred at the edges and corners of the boulders, giving people endless fun. If you look at the two peaks, the distant mountains stand tall and the near mountains are short, which is inconsistent with the style of Ma Zhiguo's painting style of towering mountains and low mountains. More importantly, Ma Zhiguo is good at landscape painting, especially carving boulders.

, streams, stone bridges, sparse willows, green bamboos, and low-lying rice fields. However, the horse and horse are not good at it. It can be said that the only work of Ma Zhiguo who has lived in the world is that he painted the horse on the "Far Peak Horse" is the horse he painted. However, this painting is famous because of his strange stones on the far peaks. The horse is not mostly used to embellish the ethereal feeling of the peaks. The most vivid thing about this picture is the horse in the words, which can make people feel the majestic momentum of the horse galloping and neighing. This is once again contradicting Ma Zhiguo's painting style.

Therefore, putting aside the overall style of painting and starting from the details can still show that this painting was not made by Ma Zhiguo.”

Mo Haoran is standing in front of the painting, calm and leisurely, talking freely. He has a sense of grandeur of giving instructions to the country and swaying squareness and magnificence.

At this moment, Mr. Liu and Xue Zangfeng followed Mo Haoran's words and began to carefully examine some inconsistencies in the painting. After Mo Haoran pointed out, they gradually saw some clues when they looked at it carefully. Sometimes, a masterpiece suddenly conquered the people who looked at the painting, and they simply did not pay attention to the details in the painting. Only the experts in the painting can see some clues in the painting.

Many details can also show a person's level. If you don't understand that dynasty and that painter, you will definitely not be able to appreciate the authenticity of the painting.

Mo Haoran picked up the big red robe on the table and took a sip. Xue Zangfeng and Liu Lao spent a lot of time on antique calligraphy and paintings. In general ancient paintings, they could also see the authenticity of the painting. They still had a certain ability to appreciate ancient paintings. At this moment, after Mo Haoran pointed out the problems in those details, they gradually gained some clarity.

In fact, the reasons for many things are very simple. However, you cannot clear the clouds and mist and see the blue sky beyond the clouds and mist. After others point out the problem, you will find that the reasons are actually very simple. The same is true for appreciating ancient paintings. After others point out the problem, Xue Zangfeng and Mr. Liu suddenly realized it and felt that it was indeed what Mo Haoran said.
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