The next day, Han Chunming arrived at the city gate. Han Chunming saw the Marquis of Trash who was already waiting there. Looking at the Marquis of Trash, Han Chunming also got out of the car and walked with him. This Marquis of Trash had the image of picking up trash. He was carrying a torn sack on his back. If he were to ride a bicycle, it would be nondescript.
"Old man, who is this old man you're talking about?”
Han Chunming was a little curious about who this expert was, so he didn't hold it in and asked about him.
"Actually, this person is indeed a legendary figure. Back then, when the army was disbanded, he wandered into the human world. Now, he's just living off his old capital and has been hiding at home, not daring to come out.
"This old man was originally the Nine Gates Inspector. Not only did he guard the place, but he also did some local things. Therefore, he had a lot of contact and naturally knew a lot, especially when it comes to calligraphy and painting. In the entire capital, I estimate that there are not many people who are better than him.”
Han Chunming was stunned when he heard the Marquis of Trash's words. Was he going to find his master?
Han Chunming facepalmed, but he didn't point it out.
That's right, not long after, the two of them arrived at a place that Han Chunming was familiar with.
Han Chunming knocked twice.
Knocking on the door was also very particular. First, he would knock on the door for the first time to see if there was anyone at home. Then, he would knock twice to remind someone to open the door. Unless it was an emergency like attending a funeral, he would knock repeatedly.
Otherwise, if you knocked on the door randomly, the first thing these old antiques would say was that someone died in your house?
If he didn't anger you to death, he would be the kind with a good temper.
Seeing Han Chunming's politeness and manners, the Marquis of Trash's impression of Han Chunming increased quite a bit.
"Greetings, Old Admiral Guan."
The white-haired old man who opened the door had his hair combed very neatly. Although it was obvious that he was very old, his eyes emitted a divine light that only Han Chunming's age could see.
The raggedy marquis, who didn't want to see the old man, seemed to have let go of everything else and bowed.
Han Chunming also bowed. There were outsiders here, so Han Chunming couldn't be too impudent.
The old man glanced at Han Chunming and didn't say anything. He turned to look at the raggedy Marquis.
"So it's you. Why? Is there something you need from me?"
Inspector Guan glanced at the person who came and realized that it was the raggedy marquis. He didn't have a good tone, but he didn't reject him.
"Yes, we found something. We're a little curious and want you to help us get it.”
The tattered marquis shook his sack and told Inspector Guan the purpose of his trip.
"Come in."
Inspector Guan also knew that the raggedy duke would not visit the temple for no reason, so he asked and then let the two of them in.
"Come, take it out and let me take a look.”
There was a case at Inspector Guan's house that was square.
Although it was just a case, this thing belonged to Jinnan.
When he came to the side of the case, Inspector Guan went inside and asked the raggedy marquis to take out the things that needed to be done.
Han Chunming and Raggedy Hou each held a shaft and spread the painting to the sides. However, before the painting was even half opened, the old man's face already revealed an unhappy expression.
"I say, you little brat, you have the nerve to show me such a thing? You see that I'm very free every day. Are you here to make fun of me?”
When the painting was fully unfolded, Master Guan's face was filled with anger. He had never seen a painting by a famous artist, but he was one of the best in the field of painting. He could tell the real painting from the fake with just a glance.
When the raggedy Marquis saw that the old man was angry, he quickly said,"Old Master, don't be angry. Please don't be angry. Why are you angrier than my grandfather?”
"Explain? What's there to explain? Your grandfather won't let you bring this painting to me, but I can tell at a glance that this isn't an old object. It's at most a few decades old. What's so good about it?”
"Old Master, have you forgotten what I just said to you? I'm not here to ask you to help me look at it. I'm here to ask you to help me get something out.”
Only then did Uncle Guan remember that he was not here to ask him for help, but to ask him to make something. Could it be? Then, the old man took a closer look at the painting.
"The sky pole, earth pole, and shaft head are made of wood, but the material used is too poor. Looking at the age of this painting, it should be an imitation. It has only been a few decades and it is about to decay. I really don't understand.!!!”
Master Guan's half-closed eyes suddenly widened. He shouted in surprise and walked to the table. He was so fast that he didn't look like an old man in his eighties.
"This…this is the craftsmanship of Wu Zhuang. It's actually an antique pool. Who would use this technique to frame this lousy painting?”
As Uncle Guan spoke, he put on a pair of presbyopic glasses and began to carefully size up the framing of the painting. He kept muttering to himself.
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