Chapter 199

"Personal accomplishment?"

Ye Yu chuckled and asked, "Uncle Han, what do you mean by that?"

Han Shiyue looked at Ye Yu and said in a deep voice, "our Han family is a scholar, and your aunt is even more obsessed with calligraphy and painting."

He reached out and pointed to the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall. Han Shiyue said proudly, "look! These are all made by famous people in the world! "

Ye Yu followed the direction indicated by Han Shiyue and looked at the past.

It has to be said that Han Shiyue has a very rich collection. The calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are all made by famous scholars of different dynasties.

Ye Yu is a gifted literary master. In Ye Yu's eyes, all these calligraphy and paintings are not bad.

Han Shiyue sees Ye Yu carefully looking at his collection and is very satisfied with Ye Yu's "shocked" eyes.

Looking at Han Xue, Han Shiyue dotes on him and says, "Xiaoxue has been influenced by her mother since she was a child and likes painting and calligraphy very much. I don't want to send snow to the upstarts who don't know anything and have no taste! "

Ye Yu raised his eyebrows, which is a challenge to the dignity of a literary master!

"Uncle Han, according to what you mean, how can you be regarded as having taste?"

Han Shiyue chuckled, pointed to the gift box brought by Ye Yu, and said, "don't you mean to bring a picture, a pen?"

"Then take this as evidence! You must have chosen this gift carefully? "

Ye Yu nodded and said, "of course, this gift is from a famous man."

"The hand of a famous man?" Han Shiyue sneered, "if you bring a gift that can satisfy your aunt, I have nothing to say!"

Han Shiyue finished, turned to look at Min Rou and said in a deep voice, "wife, you can't lower the standard!"

Min Rou glared at Han Shiyue and said apologetically to Ye Yu, "Xiaoyu, it's not that my aunt doesn't help you, but what my aunt likes most in her life is calligraphy and painting."

"At first, your aunt would be happy to bring any calligraphy and painting, but since your uncle said so, don't blame her for her high vision!"

Facing min Rou's apologetic eyes, Ye Yu waved his hand indifferently, "Auntie, don't apologize, I believe this painting will satisfy Auntie!"

Seeing ye Yu's affirmation, min Rou nodded and said, "OK."

Stretch out the plain hand, min Rou opens the box with the scroll.

Take out the scroll and hold it in your hand. Min Rou says softly, "eh! This is the best raw rice paper! "

Han Shiyue snorted coldly and said in a low voice, "a good picture, it's the painter, not the paper!"

Min Roubai takes a look at Han Shiyue and takes the scroll. Lianbu moves it gently to the desk and unfolds it slowly.

On the white rice paper, there are thick ink and light color covered with paper. Countless butterflies are flying in pairs in the flowers.

When the breeze came, the butterflies were dancing. In a trance, some people seemed to be in the flowers. The frolicking butterflies were flying around their bodies, sometimes on their shoulders, sometimes on their fingers, laughing and interacting with others.

"Good! Good painting! This is the work of a great master! "

Minrou took the lead in returning to her mind and looked at the picture of spring and autumn fragrance on her desk in amazement, cheering continuously.

Han xuemiao's eyes are colorful, staring at the authentic work of Tang Bohu, thinking of the ignorant feelings between herself and Ye Yu, and her shy cheeks are flushed.

Han Shiyue looked at the picture in shock, but he didn't expect that Ye Yu had brought this kind of amazing master's work!

"Who painted this picture?"

Ye Yu pointed to the seal on the scroll and said in a loud voice, "Tang Yin, the real work of Tang Bohu!"

"Impossible!"

Han Shiyue shouts and says in a cold voice, "Ye Yu, do you know Tang Bohu? Is his authentic work so easy to get? "

Han Xue looked at the seal and said, "look, it's Tang Yin's private seal. How could it not be Tang Bohu's real work? And this painting is really wonderful! "

Han Shiyue sighed and said, "although the painting is good, it can't be the real work of Tang Yin!"

"Xiaoxue, most of the existing works are imitations. The authentic works of Tang Yin are rare!"

Minrou's face on one side is also lonely. Her personal favorite is Tang Yinzhi's painting. Unfortunately, she was not able to see it.

On hearing this, Han Shiyue began to look proud and said to Ye Yu, "Xiaoyu, it's not that my uncle doesn't agree with you. It's really that this painting disappointed my aunt!"