Great Medicine Without Borders

Huang Wanglin smiled and said: "You should keep this treasure handed down from your ancestors for yourself." It's not that he doesn't like it, but that he has a principle and does not accept things from unknown origins.

When the two of them were appreciating the jade temple, Xu Chunliang was attracted by the dragon bones inside and found that Huang Wanglin had collected a lot of dragon bones. It was normal to think about it. After all, Huang Wanglin was a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and he loved collecting and lacked knowledge of cultural relics. My grandfather is different. In his eyes, the dragon bones are just medicine, but in Huang Sanye’s eyes, they are cultural relics.

When Pu Jian was thinking about how to speak to Huang Wanglin, he found that Xu Chunliang was missing, and wondered where he had gone at that moment. He didn't even talk to me.

Huang Wanglin smiled and said: "Then you continue to visit, I have other guests."

Pu Jian originally wanted to transfer the jade rice bowl to Huang Wanglin at a discount, which was equivalent to giving him a big gift, so that he could ask for it, but Huang Wanglin was not interested in his jade rice bowl, and the next step was not good. If you talk directly, nine times out of ten people will refuse.

At this point, Pu Jian could only bite the bullet and said: "Third Master, stay here. I have one more thing..."

At this time Xu Chunliang came back: "Third Master, your translation of Oracle Bone Inscriptions has many errors!"

One sentence immediately aroused Huang Wanglin's interest: "Young man, the translations I marked here have all been authenticated by experts and scholars."

Xu Chunliang said: "Are you an expert who knows the best?"

Pu Jian complained secretly, what this guy said is so unpleasant. We are here to ask for help, not to find fault with others. Mr. Huang is also an expert in the appreciation of cultural relics.

Huang Wanglin laughed loudly: "Come on, point it out to me."

Xu Chunliang came to the Oracle Museum with him and stood in front of the first exhibit. The exhibition was arranged with rubbings and translations attached next to the originals to facilitate the audience to take photos and compare them.

For this exhibit alone, Xu Chunliang pointed out five errors in translation.

Huang Wanglin listened to what he said. The more he thought about it, the more reliable Xu Chunliang's translation became. He felt a little strange in his heart. How could this person be so young and have such research on oracle bone inscriptions? Could it be that this guy majored in ancient philology?

Xu Chunliang said: "I know one of the oracle bone inscription experts in China. He is Bai Mushan from Nanjiang Normal University."

Huang Wanglin said: "I also recognize Professor Bai. He opened a dragon bone museum in Nanjiang. I was invited to visit when it opened."

"Many of these oracle bone inscriptions by Mr. Huang were collected from dragon bones when he was practicing medicine in the past, right?"

Huang Wanglin said: "Yes, my main job in the past was medical practice, so I came into contact with a lot of dragon bones. Speaking of which, my earliest interest in collecting started with dragon bones."

Xu Chunliang said: "What a coincidence, my family also runs a medical clinic."

Huang Wanglin started chatting with him. The reputation of Huichun Hall was limited to the Dongzhou area, so Huang Wanglin had no impression of Huichun Hall. However, he appreciated Xu Chunliang's research on oracle bone inscriptions and naturally took a high look at this young man.

Huang Wanglin deliberately selected a few unfamiliar oracle bones and asked Xu Chunliang for help. Xu Chunliang immediately helped him solve them. By this way, Huang Wanglin was completely convinced of Xu Chunliang's ability.

Pu Jian didn't have much research on oracle bone inscriptions, so he couldn't say anything. However, seeing Huang Wanglin chatting with Xu Chunliang, he secretly sighed in his heart, this little brother is so powerful, both civil and military, and his background is extraordinary. This is what he encountered. You are a noble man, this brother is easy to get along with, and you have to make friends with him.

Huang Wanglin just said that there were other guests was just an excuse. Now he had completely forgotten about that matter and offered to invite them to the reception room for tea.

When the three of them walked to the reception room together, they passed by the calligraphy and painting exhibition hall and saw a piece of "Fish Eating Post".

Letter: The old monk ate fish in Changsha, and when he came to Chang'an City, he ate a lot of meat, and was laughed at by Changliu. It was deeply inconvenient, so he was ill for a long time, so he could not write many books, which was really sparse. To repay you all, if you want to create a good society, you should be supported. For nine days, the true whiteness is revealed.

Among them, two characters, Shu and Jiu, are missing. "Eating Fish Tie", also known as "Eating Fish and Meat Tie", was written by Monk Huaisu, the sage of grass. There are "Xi Zi Ban Seal", "Jun Sima Seal", "Zhao Shi Zi'ang", "Xiang Yuan Bian Seal" and other appraisal seals. In front of the post, there is the inscription "Hanzhen" written by Mi Hanwen as a welcome sign, and across the water in front of it is the small-character mark "Tang Huai Su's cursive script for eating fish" in Xiang Yuanbian's handwriting.

The calligraphy is elegant and mellow, relaxed but not eccentric, the pen and ink are wonderful and moving, the movement is flexible, and the strokes are done properly. It is recognized that Huaisu's cursive calligraphy has the potential to "scare snakes and fly apes, and make sudden rains and strong winds".

Huaisu's old friend Lu Yu, the tea sage, also praised him for "the ancient style of cursive script".

Huang Wanglin saw Xu Chunliang stop and knew that it was the "Fish-Eating Post" that attracted his attention. This "Fish-Eating Post" can be said to be one of his treasures.

Huang Wanglin said deliberately: "What do you think of my "Fish Eating Post"?"

Xu Chunliang said: "With all due respect, it is not the original work, it should be a Song Dynasty copy."

Pu Jian secretly sighed in his heart, this guy really didn't live up to what he said. His treasure is a copy. Do you think it's a copy? That is to say, Mr. Huang Sanye has a good temper. If it were someone else, the security guards would kick them out.

Huang Wanglin was not angry and continued: "How can you see it?"

Xu Chunliang said: "Huaisu's cursive calligraphy is thin and vigorous, flying naturally, like a sudden rain and whirlwind, changing at will. His calligraphy is free and easy, ever-changing, and has legal rules. However, in his later years, his style changed significantly. Gradually it turns from exciting and flying to steady and elegant, and the structure of the calligraphy is particularly connotative. This calligraphy is a work of his later years, but the style and momentum of the calligraphy are more like when he was young. I think the real age of the author of this calligraphy should be No more than twenty years old.”

Huang Wanglin said: "From this aspect alone, you can conclude that it is a copy?"

Xu Chunliang said: "If you look carefully, you can find that the strokes are a bit sluggish, and there are traces of slow re-drawing in the dry brush. It should be a half-written and half-copied book, but the drawing skills are extremely superb, and the structured strokes remain elegant." The face of calligraphy.”

Huang Wanglin was secretly shocked that this young man had extraordinary knowledge. This calligraphy was a copy from the Tang Dynasty. As far as ancient works are concerned, early copies have the same academic value as the originals.

Even if it is a copy, if it is auctioned now, its market price should not be less than 50 million.

Huang Wanglin said: "I didn't expect you to have such research on calligraphy collection at such a young age."

Xu Chunliang secretly laughed. He couldn't comment on other things, so he said that the "Fish Eating Post" collected by Linzhengtang was copied by him when he was seventeen years old. He might read other people's handwriting wrongly, so how could his own handwriting be wrong? Can you tell? Unexpectedly, I traveled to the current era and encountered my old studies. I had mixed feelings in my heart for a while.

When they came to the reception room, Huang Wanglin personally poured tea for them. The walls of the reception room were covered with photos and inscriptions of the visiting guests.

Xu Chunliang found a lot of celebrities from the photo wall, and among them was Zhou Renhe, the founder of Renhetang. Xu Chunliang looked at this old guy who deceived the world and stole his reputation, and felt very unhappy. When he returned from the capital this time, he must Let’s settle the affairs of Renhetang carefully.

There is also a large book table placed in the reception room, which is used for the convenience of guests who come to write inscriptions and paintings.

Huang Wanglin said: "Mr. Xu, I just heard that you have a deep understanding of calligraphy. I wonder if you can take the time to give me some calligraphy."

Pu Jian heard Huang Wanglin call Xu Chunliang Mr. Xu, which showed that he valued him, but he did not receive such treatment anyway.

Xu Chunliang smiled and said: "Third Master, you are too polite. You can call me by my name, or Xiao Xu." He did not refuse, and went directly to the desk and chose a piece of rice paper.

The pens, inks, paper and inkstones used by Huang Wanglin are all of the highest quality. Xu Chunliang grinds the ink by himself. The process of grinding the ink is also a process of getting into the state.

Huang Wanglin saw Xu Chunliang's soothing movements, as if he had entered a world of selflessness and no other, and was even more surprised. How could such a young person achieve such a detached state of mind?

Xu Chunliang twirled the hair, adjusted his breathing, and then filled up the thick ink and wrote quickly.

Huang Wanglin only read the old characters at the beginning and knew that Xu Chunliang wrote "Fish Eating Post". Eight lines and fifty-six words were written in one go. The rhythm of the breathing and heartbeats of the two bystanders followed Xu Chunliang's strokes. Fast and slow, when Xu Chunliang finished writing the last white word, the two of them breathed freely, and for a while they felt comfortable and relaxed.

Pu Jian then shuddered as if he was urinating. He realized that he, a layman in calligraphy, was actually so happy by Xu Chunliang's calligraphy. Although Pu Jian couldn't tell, the feeling coming from the lower body was unmistakable. .

Huang Wanglin now finally understood why Xu Chunliang could tell at a glance that the "Fish Eating Post" he collected was a copy. He was really good at it. Huang Wanglin had been writing calligraphy all his life, but when he saw Xu Chunliang's handwriting, he suddenly felt a little confused. Ashamed of oneself.

Xu Chunliang paused and put his name and date on the signature.

Huang Wanglin stared at it for a long time and was filled with emotion. Xu Chunliang was copying, but it was too difficult to copy both physically and spiritually. Regardless of the texture and fineness of the paper, in terms of calligraphy level alone, Huang Wanglin could not recognize Xu Chunliang's copy. Which one is higher than the Song Dynasty copy that I regard as the treasure of the museum?

Huang Wanglin invited them to sit down and drink tea.

Xu Chunliang just now revealed the purpose of their coming here. Pu Jian found that Xu Chunliang was really interesting. He originally proposed to come over, but he said that it would definitely not be as effective as Xu Chunliang. After all, it was him who Huang Wanglin admired, and Xu Chunliang admired him. Chunliang gave Huang Wanglin a "Fish-eating Post" with an inscription. Although Pu Jian didn't understand the market, he could also see that the inscription was worth a lot of money.

After hearing Xu Chunliang's words, Huang Wanglin immediately agreed. He had already heard about the misdeeds of Liu Kui's group, but Huang Wanglin rarely interfered in such affairs. The collecting industry was a mixed bag, with everyone involved. He is a collector himself, so he cannot avoid dealing with such people.

When Huang Wanglin encounters someone who is showing off with fake goods, he will not call the police to arrest them. After all, they are all in this business, and they will not see you when you look down. With Huang Wanglin's vision and reputation, generally speaking, no one would try to take advantage of him. After all, no one could afford to provoke such a prominent figure in the industry.

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