"Mr. Ouyang, are you talking about Mr. Ouyang Shuo?”Ye Huan asked.
"Not bad!" The tigress smiled and nodded.
Good heavens.
Although Ye Huan had never interacted with people from the literary world, he had heard of Ouyang Shuo.
He was too famous and had made great achievements in many fields.
The top collector of Great Xia.
He was the top literary scholar in Great Xia.
The top calligrapher of Great Xia.
The top painter of Great Xia.
This was the true leader of the literary world. Compared to him, Old Liu was one level higher.
"Mr. Ouyang's museum is usually not open to the public. We only have a chance to feast our eyes during the literary exchange. Let's go in and take a look!”
The four of them walked into the museum.
Leng Bing didn't seem to like talking, and she didn't say a word along the way.
Wang Yuxuan was depressed and didn't say a word.
Walking into the museum, Ye Huan was slightly surprised.
He had thought that the people who came here were all dressed in suits.
However, everyone who came and went was dressed in strange clothes.
Some of them were well-mannered and dressed neatly.
Some of them were dressed in plain black cloth shoes.
There were also some people who were unkempt and unkempt like beggars on the streets.
However, everyone who could come here had a unique temperament and carried a faint scholarly aura.
Looking around, Ye Huan could not help but be speechless. There were too many things here, calligraphy and paintings, antiques, porcelain, jade, and bronze.
Every item exuded the aura of an era. One look and one could tell that they were expensive.
"Let's go! I want to show you something good."
The tigress pulled Ye Huan to a huge calligraphy painting. The calligraphy was more than two meters long, and the paper was yellow. It looked very old.
"Beauty Fu!"
Ye Huan looked up. It was a poem praising the concubine of an ancient emperor.
It was very famous in this world. It was written in junior high school textbooks and could be said to be a household name.
"This thing is actually here."
Ye Huan couldn't help but be shocked and secretly sighed at Mr. Ouyang's generosity.
"You didn't expect it, did you?"
The tigress smiled proudly." This is the Beauty Ode written by the court painter who was stabbed to death in the Tang Dynasty. It's one of the few top-notch calligraphy masterpieces left in ancient times.”
"Yes!"
Ye Huan nodded slightly. There was a romantic and poignant love story behind this poem.
Back then, the emperor had asked the court painter to paint his favorite concubine, Yu Meiren.
Unexpectedly, the court painter was shocked to see Beauty Yu and casually wrote this poem.
Beauty Yu was also attracted by the talent of the palace painter, and the two of them secretly fell in love.
Later on, the emperor found out about their affair and stabbed the court painter and Yu Meiren to death.
Although they had died, the Ode of Beauties had been preserved and passed down through the ages.
It was said that the value of this painting was almost 200 million. Ye Huan did not expect it to be collected by Mr. Ouyang.
"It's a love story that can move people to song and tears, but unfortunately, the heavens aren't happy about it.”The tigress shook her head slightly, feeling a little sad.
"Right, Ye Huan, what do you think of this calligraphy?”the tigress asked.
"So-so!" Ye Huan said casually.
"Oh!"
The tigress nodded but did not say anything. Ye Huan's calligraphy level was right here, of course, he was qualified to comment like this.
However…
When Leng Bing and Wang Yuxuan heard this, it was completely different.
This was a beautiful poem that had been passed down through the ages.
But in Ye Huan's mouth, it became so-so.
Besides, you're just a kid who's still wet behind the ears. What right do you have to comment on this painting?
Leng Bing frowned but did not say anything.
She thought that Ye Huan didn't know calligraphy at all, so she couldn't be bothered to argue with him.
Wang Yuxuan was unhappy and said angrily,""Brother Ye, you're too arrogant to say that this calligraphy is so-so. Even Beauty Fu can't enter your eyes.”
"You don't understand!"
Ye Huan said indifferently.
"What?!"
I don't understand?
Wang Yuxuan was even angrier. He suppressed his anger and said,""Then I'll have to ask brother Ye to comment on the Beauty Ode.”
"Yes!"
Ye Huan said casually," The biggest flaw of this calligraphy is that it doesn't match the poem itself. Look at this calligraphy, it's too hard. To describe a peerless woman like Beauty Yu, it should be gentler to complement this poem."”
"There are also some small flaws, so I won't say much.”
It wasn't that Ye Huan didn't want to say it, but they wouldn't understand even if he said it. It was like playing the lute to a cow.
"I see!"
The tigress nodded secretly and looked at Ye Huan with admiration.
Her calligraphy skills were not bad, but she couldn't see the problem with this piece of calligraphy. When Ye Huan pointed it out, she felt enlightened.
"Nonsense!"
Wang Yuxuan was unhappy, but he did not refute because he did not understand.
Random comments.
Leng Bing shook her head slightly. Her situation was the same as Wang Yuxuan's. She did not move.
However, she felt that Ye Huan was just bragging.
More importantly, the tigress actually believed him.
Leng Bing could not help but sigh inwardly. This was how he managed to get Liu Qingchuan.
At the side.
There were also quite a number of people who were reading. After hearing Ye Huan's comments, the passersby frowned.
He thought to himself,"Where did this outsider come from? How could he be so rude?"
How could he casually comment on an old friend's masterpiece?
Seeing Leng Yue and Wang Yuxuan's expressions, Ye Huan knew what they were thinking.
"I told you you guys didn't understand."”
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