From Zhang Xiaofan's mouth, in addition to the historical materials and the psychological activities of each character in the event, they are just right. Even if people want to find opportunities and excuses to refute, they are not strong enough!
When he dropped the last word to the ground, whether it was su Wanqing or Su Yunhai, their faces were suddenly enlightened.
Compared with these two people, song Qingming's face is as black as charcoal at this time. He subconsciously wants to refute and overthrow Zhang Xiaofan's previous remarks, but his words get stuck in his throat, but he can't even say a word.
"That's what happened..."
Su Yunhai couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "it's really a hundred secrets, a hundred secrets..."
"It's two to three years earlier than the time when the poem was actually written in the original poem" a feeling of staying in Shuanglin Buddhist temple in Jiangnan. "
"Therefore, this copy of Nalanxingde's calligraphy must be a fake made by later generations."
With Su Yunhai's "final conclusion", the dispute between the genuine and the fake of Nalanxingde's "memories of Jiangnan sushuanglin Temple" sent by song Qingming has finally come to an end!
However, as for Su Yunhai's remarks, Zhang Xiaofan also nodded his head and said: "there are corresponding historical materials for this specific year, which are well documented."
"If you still have doubts about what I have said before, you can take the time of signing the calligraphy and the life history of Nalanxingde at that time to see if what I said is true or false!"
At this point, Zhang Xiaofan tone slightly, he rubbed his chin, his heart will also give the view out, the way.
"In addition, in my opinion, Mr. Song is a calligraphy expert who worships Nalanxingde very much from the United Kingdom David's auction house. It's just a work that can be imitated carefully to confuse the fake with the real and steal the day."
"But this master of calligraphy has done a lot of calculations, but he missed a step in the end."
At this point, Zhang Xiaofan took the initiative to go to the "memories of Jiangnan Su Shuanglin Temple" in front of him, reached out and knocked on the Xuan paper of this calligraphy, and gave a more pertinent conclusion, Tao.
"However, although it is a fake of Nalanxingde's" impressions of staying in Shuanglin Buddhist temple in Jiangnan "——
But anyway, this fake is from the late Qing Dynasty or the early Republic of China, right?
Therefore, this antique fake is more or less of a sad value! "
"It's really eye opening. Although my granddaughter Wanqing has some experience in distinguishing the age and style of literati calligraphy and painting."
"But because it's dark under the light, I inadvertently ignore the birth period of the most important works, the author's experience and relevant historical materials!"
"Ah... Mr. Zhang is worthy of being a great master. I can only look up to him for his erudition and talent."
When he said this, Su Yunhai looked into Zhang Xiaofan's eyes with admiration and awe.