Su Hua followed Gu Zhengrong to his collection room.

Because antiques are more delicate, they have high requirements for temperature and humidity.

Therefore, Gu Zhengrong's collection room has always maintained a constant temperature and humidity state.

Amazing collection.

Not only literary calligraphy and paintings, jade artifacts, but also bronzes, irons, gold and silver artifacts, metal coins, enamels, enamels, Tang Sancai, etc.

Gu Zhengrong took out his "Picture of the King of Heaven Sending a Son".

I don’t know where he bought it, but the painting is very old.

It is broken and needs major repairs.

Most people really can't practice it.

Only then did Su Hua realize that it was true to ask her to identify the authenticity and the authenticity of the painting.

She picked up the painting and looked at it carefully.

Looking at the style of painting, the charm, and the painting skills, it is indeed Wu Daozi's style.

He is good at painting with concise lines.

Each thread meets the requirements of the vivid shape, and each thread is full of rhythmic beauty. This is a collection of the great and creative lines of the previous generations.

This style cannot be imitated by later generations.

Su Huan looked up and said to Gu Zhengrong: "Looking at the painting style and skills, it is true that Wu Daozi's original works, and later generations cannot draw such perfectly."

Gu Zhengrong's eyes showed a faint surprise, "Can you repair it?"

"Yes, but this level of destruction is not enough for one or two months to be cultivated. I am now practicing in my hometown Fan, and he has a lot of work. After he finishes his house, he still has to go to my hometown Tang."

That means you have to queue up.

Gu Zhengrong could understand and said kindly: "Don't worry, I can wait, but I'm not at ease when others repair it."

"Thank you, Uncle Gu, for trusting me so much."

Su Hua looked up and glanced at the two paintings he had given to Gu Jinyao before. They were framed and hung on the main wall.

Bada Shanren, one lotus, one bird.

The feeling of loneliness and coldness hits my face.

Gu Zhengrong's collection seal was stamped on it.

Seeing Su Hua look up, he looked behind his back, and looked over, "I like these two paintings very much. Jinyao told me that the painting was a 23-year-old girl, and I was so surprised. This painting skill, this brushwork, is definitely not something that can be drawn without the skill of twenty or thirty years."

"Thank you Uncle Gu for your appreciation."

"How are your handwriting?"

"I have practiced Song Huizong's thin gold body."

"Then let me write a few words?"

Su Huan said generously: "I'm so ugly."

Gu Zhengrong found a brush and handed it to Su Huan.

Su Hua recognized this brush as an imperial pen imitated by Song Huizong's palace, and it was extremely tough.

Gu Zhengrong pointed to the inkstone on the desk, "The ink has been ground for you, I got up early in the morning to grind it."

The rice paper is also laid.

Su Huan held the pen, rolled up his sleeves, dipped it in ink, and began to splash ink.

I saw her wrists flexibly, and she was calm and relaxed.

Half an hour later, I wrote a piece of rice paper about one meter long.

It is part of the Song Huizong's "Ze Fang Poetry" written by Zi Fang.

Gu Zhengrong looked at the word carefully, his eyes were filled with brilliance, and he kept praising: "What a beautiful 'crane body'! It has endless charm and excellent charm. Every word is centered, Qu Jin and iron are broken, and his writing is amazing! It is much better than me! I have practiced it hard for forty years, and it is not as good as you, a little girl. It seems that you are really talented."

Su Wu smiled, "You have been too old."

Gu Zhengrong looked up at her, her white eyes glowing, "I like you little girl so much, no, I must match you and my son together."

Su Huan was embarrassed, "Uncle Gu, I was in the hospital that day, and I deliberately angered my ex-father-in-law and couldn't be really taken."

"My son is really excellent. He can do business and get a gun. By the way, he plays the flute very nicely. Although he is a little dull, a person with this kind of personality values ​​love and is dedicated. Once he falls in love with someone, he will never change in his life."

Su Huan was sweating on his back, "Mr. Gu is very good, but I have a lover."

"who?"

"My ex-husband."

Gu Zhengrong was quite disappointed, but he was not discouraged. "When you are completely separated, you must consider my son."

Su Huan couldn't help but compare him with Gu Aoting.

The more you compare, the more you dislike Gu Aoting.

How great would it be if Gu Zhengrong was Gu Beixian's biological father?

When they came out of the collection room, it was already dark before they knew it.

Gu Zhengrong stayed Su Hua for supper enthusiastically.

The dinner was prepared very richly, but the only ones were the two of them.

Gu Jinyao is in China and Gu Huajin is on a business trip. Gu Zhengrong's wife is obviously upstairs, but she doesn't come down.

However, Gu Zhengrong didn't ask someone to go up and call her.

During the meal.

Gu Zhengrong kept picking up food for Su Huan.

He was obviously a very indifferent person, but he was very enthusiastic when he came to entertain Su Huan.

The servants who were helping with Bucai were shocked and thought their master had taken the wrong medicine.

After eating, Gu Zhengrong stayed Su Huan for tea.

Su Hua refused on the excuse that he couldn't sleep when drinking tea at night.

He is really the most enthusiastic person she has ever met in this industry, and is comparable to Hua Tianshou.

Su Huan misses his master very much.

On the way back, I called my master.

After finishing his work, Gu Zhengrong returned to the bedroom.

I saw Liu Wang sitting in front of the window, with his back facing him, motionless.

Gu Zhengrong asked: "Why didn't you go down to have a meal just now? I have left you with food in the kitchen, so go and eat quickly."

"I'm not hungry."

"I asked the servant to stew the bird's nest, you can go down and drink a bowl of bird's nest."

"I'm not hungry!" Liu Wang's voice suddenly increased twice.

"What's wrong, is this?" Gu Zhengrong looked puzzled, walked to her, pulled her shoulders over, and found that her face was covered with tears.

He pulled the paper and wiped it off, "Okay, why are you crying?"

"I said Jinyao can't be with Su Huan, why do you still take people home? You just don't take me seriously."

Gu Zhengrong suddenly realized, and the smile lines on the corners of his lips became deeper, "It turns out that it is because of this. I have a painting that needs to be repaired, but it is too broken. If others can't practice it, she has to repair it. I'll let her come to the house to see it."

"You guys have a great time talking."

"I really like that girl. If I can't be a daughter-in-law, I can just take it as a goddaughter."

Those who collect collections all have an occupational disease. When you see something you like, you want to stay with you, and so do people.

Liu Wang reminded: "She is a living person, not a collectible."

Gu Zhengrong put his hand on her shoulder, "Why are you so repulsive about Su Huan? The little girl is pretty good."

Liu Wang didn't say anything with a stern face.

Gu Zhengrong frowned and pondered for a few seconds, and asked in a suspicious tone: "Is it possible that Jinyao is Gu Aoting's son?"

"No!" Liu Wang's emotions suddenly became intense, and he said negatively: "Jinyao is my son alone, and his father has long been dead!"

"Then you and Gu Aoting..."

"Gu Aoting is my enemy." Even after so many years, Liu Wang still gritted his teeth and found it difficult to calm down when he thought of that man.

Gu Zhengrong frowned, "Do you hate him because of love?"

"No, I only hate him."

Gu Zhengrong remembered that ten years ago, she accidentally got drunk and pinched his neck in the middle of the night, almost strangling him to death.

The words "Gu Aoting" are shouted in their mouths.

Since then, he has slept with her in separate rooms.

And she never drank a drink again, and never mentioned Gu Aoting once again.

Until now.

Looking at the woman with red eyes, Gu Zhengrong couldn't help but become more curious about the matter between her and Gu Aoting.
Chapter completed!