As soon as Prince Xiao finished speaking, everyone gathered in front of the painting looked at Emperor Tianxi.
Emperor Tianxi pondered for a moment and said, "My dear friends, just feel free to speak your mind."
Now that the emperor has spoken, those ministers who are eager to perform have nothing to worry about.
"Your Majesty, I believe that this painting is authentic!"
"Your Majesty, one look at this painting shows that it has gone through thousands of years..."
"Your Majesty, I carefully compared the paper used for the Picture of Ten Thousand Buddhas that day in the paddock. The paper used on that day has the same texture as the paper used for this painting. This painting must be the original one I saw that day!"
As soon as this man finished speaking, several ministers who were proficient in literature nodded.
They also noticed this in the paddock that day.
The paper used for the Ten Thousand Buddhas Picture is different from the paper used for paintings handed down from various dynasties in their collection.
"Your Majesty, the brush and ink can be faked, but the texture of this painting paper cannot be faked." An old minister with white hair and beard reached out and carefully touched the painting paper, and said as if he was worshiping: "This kind of painting paper is from ancient times.
, handed down, only the trees of that period can make this kind of drawing paper..."
"As far as I know, the wood used to make this kind of painting paper has long since disappeared, and the unique papermaking technique has also been lost."
"In this case, even if someone wants to copy and make a fake, they can only start with the pen and ink, but they can't make a fake on the drawing paper anyway!"
The old minister spoke with certainty in his tone at the end.
He has never seen other paintings by the first-generation master of Tianlong Temple, but he can compare the paintings.
Who let him have an ancient book from ancient times in his hand?
After hearing what this man said, Prince Xiao almost felt his nose twisting with anger.
It was only because of the difference in drawing paper that he dared to lend out the picture of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
Clinker, Princess Ford actually made the same drawing paper!
"Your Majesty, what Mr. Li said is absolutely true. I have heard about this before," Taifu Han stood up and said.
"Your Majesty, there is also such a record in an ancient book collected by my father..." Liu Shilang also said.
This proves that this painting is indeed handed down from ancient times.
Emperor Tianxi nodded.
There was a hint of thinking in his eyes.
Why does he feel that this painting technique is somewhat similar to Fuya's?
No wonder Emperor Tianxi thought so.
In these years, Tangbao would draw several portraits for Xuanyuan Jin every year and send them to the palace.
Emperor Tianxi naturally became familiar with Tangbao's technique of painting characters after seeing it too much.
What's more, Emperor Tianxi still had some paintings by Yu Zhilan.
The two masters and apprentices are of the same blood, so they are naturally similar.
Emperor Tianxi did not express his doubts.
Moreover, he was somewhat unclear about King Xiao's purpose.
Prince Xiao originally brought out the Ten Thousand Buddhas Picture as a betrothal gift for marrying the sugar baby. Now he brought it from Prince Ning's Mansion and gave it to Princess Ning as a congratulatory gift in front of so many people. Emperor Tianxi couldn't help but guess that Prince Xiao
intention.
Emperor Tianxi's eyes flashed.
Is it possible...that Prince Xiao has given up on marrying Fu Ya?
That's okay...
Emperor Tianxi was not very worried about whether Prince Xiao had an ulterior motive in giving such a rare thing to Prince Ning's house, in order to win over Prince Ning.
Emperor Tianxi was not worried about Prince Ning's disloyalty. Prince Ning calmed down, but started to feel a little anxious.
This generous gift from Prince Xiao is too painful!
Emperor Tianxi said: "Since all of you who love me think this is an authentic work, then..."
"Father!" Xuanyuan Jin bowed and said, "I thought it would be better to ask Prince Xiao to unfold another painting and compare it before making a final decision!"
King Cheng'en patted Xuanyuan Jin on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Your Highness is too cautious, what else is there to compare with? Our Dayan has always been a country of poetry and calligraphy, and there are many people who are proficient in literature and ink. Now there are so many great Confucians here.
, absolutely unmistakable.”
When King Cheng'en said this, he looked at Prince Xiao and said: "Prince Xiao can't tell the difference, that's because he's not good at it!"
Prince Xiao: "..."
It felt like I had been stabbed.
King Cheng'en looked at the people surrounding the painting, with a proud expression on his face, and continued: "I'm not saying that, there are as many learned people in Yan Dynasty as there are crucian carp crossing the river. Although they in Northern Qi Dynasty do not drink blood like flesh and blood, I'm afraid
There are not many people who are literate, so they can’t tell if that’s not normal! Hey, hey... Prince Xiao, don’t glare, I’m telling the truth. If we can’t do it, we can’t do it. A man who dares to act, just like me,
I don’t know much about reading, and I can’t tell the difference, so I dare to admit it..."
At the end of King Cheng'en's words, his eyes were so wide open that Prince Xiao was even bigger.
Prince Xiao: "..."
He was so angry that he took several deep breaths and his face turned livid.
The surrounding officials of Dayan fully agreed with King Cheng'en's words.
It has to be said that King Chengen expressed their feelings.
When Prince Xiao saw the expressions of these people, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
However, he knew that King Cheng'en was a ruthless person, and if he tried to be serious with him, he would only make himself angry, so he simply ignored King Cheng'en and looked at Xuanyuan Jin.
"I believe that what the third prince said is absolutely true." Prince Xiao said through gritted teeth.
After saying that, as soon as he stretched out his hand, Hasselblad immediately handed over another painting with both hands.
Prince Xiao looked at the group of people and said pointedly: "I would like to see if the gentlemen who are proficient in literature and calligraphy can tell the difference!"
After saying that, he put the painting on the table and unfolded it slowly.
As the scroll unfolded, a lifelike Buddha statue jumped into people's eyes.
"This...this is exactly the same..."
"This... even the technique of using the brush is the same..."
"This drawing paper...oh my god! The texture of this drawing paper is actually the same..."
There were screams of surprise one after another, and the ministers were stunned one by one.
How is this possible?!
A group of people look at this picture, then look at that picture...
What the hell, which one is real?
However, if the copied works are not put together with the original works, it will be difficult for people who are not proficient in calligraphy and painting to distinguish the authenticity from the fake ones.
But when they are put together, they are easy to distinguish.
However, the current situation has shattered their understanding.
Not to mention that the texture of the drawing paper is the same, but the brush strokes are also the same.
No matter how you look at it, they are all painted by the same person...
All the ministers looked at each other.
However, after Xuanyuan Jin saw the second painting unfolded, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
It turns out that both pictures are fake!
"May I ask Prince Xiao, do you know who painted this copy?" an old scholar asked eagerly.
As soon as the old scholar finished speaking, everyone looked at Prince Xiao.
Yes, who painted this?
Is it possible that in a barbaric land like the Northern Qi Dynasty, there could be such elegant people with such superb painting skills?
How did they know that these two paintings were painted by Yu Zhilan and Tang Bao.