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Located in Dabai Yangqiao village, zhifangtou Township, Cangxian County, Yuefei temple was built in Zhengde period of Ming Dynasty, with a history of more than 500 years. There are three statues in the hall, in the middle of which is Yue Fei, the national hero. On both sides are Yue Yun and Yue Lei, Yue Fei's two sons.
When Yang Bo and his party arrived, they saw that the temple of Yue Fei had been renovated. Yue Yan was busy before and after. Yue Junyao did not go to class. Instead, he stood by quietly. When many teenagers came to help, they would respectfully say, "elder martial sister!"
Today is the ninetieth anniversary of Yue Fei's birth. In order to meet this special day, the descendants of Yue family applied to the County Cultural Protection Office for repairing Yuefei temple and building Yuefei temple square one year ago.
The young man who came to report yesterday stood by Yang Bo's side. Because Yue min was too busy, he had to arrange a special reception for Ji Qiang, the disciple who closed the door.
"The renovation of the ancestral temple has always been organized by master. As soon as the master initiated the initiative, the descendants of Yue's family spontaneously donated 350000 yuan. In only six months, the main project of Yuefei temple and the restoration of the statue of the main hall were completed. At present, the project has been basically completed."
Ji Qiang looked at the bustling crowd and opened his mouth to introduce.
"When it comes to donating money, everyone is very enthusiastic. Some people in their 80s have taken out their old money, and some teenagers have saved their pocket money. We all think that it is worthy of our ancestors to do this. More importantly, we should leave some historical materials for future generations, so that our children and grandchildren will remember to serve the country faithfully."
After hearing this, Yang Bo was surprised and moved. Especially when he saw the real smiles on the faces of the people who came to the temple, he could not help feeling happy.
After walking around Yuegong temple, Yang Bo noticed that the internal painting was extremely exquisite. From the beginning to the end, he described the major events of Yue Pengju's life, and showed his spirit of loyalty to the country.
Yang Bo saw that the sword he had presented was placed in the exhibition hall at the back.
Seeing this kind of scene, Gu Changshun said with emotion: "in the future, if someone can set up an ancestral temple for me, it will really be immortal."
Walking in front of him, suddenly came a quarrel. Yang Bo quickly walked over and saw Yue Yan with a serious face and standing in the middle of the crowd. In front of him, there were two people arguing about something.
Yue Yan saw Yang Bo go by and quickly waved to him.
When Yang Bo walked in, Yue Yan said, "Yang Bo is a famous cultural relics appraiser in China. Let him judge this matter."
Yang Bo was a little confused. He saw a picture hanging on one side. Everyone's focus was on the painting. He couldn't help looking at both sides.
"I say it!"
"I say it!"
Both sides do not want to let each other, Yue Yan frowned, rebuked: "shut up, Yue Bin said first!"
Yue bin is a man in his thirties, with hair on his chin. "This painting was brought back by my father from the United States. When I bought the painting, the seller told my father that the painting was handed down by his ancestors."
"The point is, in order to determine the authenticity of this painting, my father specially made a paper identification. It turns out that the paper used in this painting is Song Dynasty paper. Isn't that enough to prove that the painting is genuine?"
another as like as two peas in his middle aged man, he hummed, "you are so smart, but don't you know, this picture is a picture with the same display on the city museum. Do you want to say that the museum must be fake?"
"I didn't say that!"
The two sides quarreled again.
Yang Bo stood aside, he quickly pressed his hand, "everyone don't make noise, I'll have a look first!"
After all, Yang Bo came closer. This is what he noticed about the painting. This is a painting of loyalty to serve the country. It should be painted by Wang Meng, a famous painter in Yuan Dynasty.
The painter Wang Meng was active in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. In the early Ming Dynasty, he was once a magistrate of Tai'an. Later, he was implicated in the case of Hu Weiyong and died in prison.
Wang Meng himself is a very famous painter, and his grandfather is more famous than him. His grandfather is Zhao Mengfu, a calligrapher of the Yuan Dynasty, who created his own Zhao style calligraphy.
Yang Bo clearly remembers that this painting was put in the Shencheng Museum. The one in front of him is likely to be a forgery. However, it is not easy to think of buying a calligraphy and painting from abroad. Yang Bo stares at the painting.
The two next to him were still arguing endlessly.
"This painting was bought and donated by my father from abroad. I must hang it up."
"No, your painting must be a fake. The real one is in the Shencheng Museum. Didn't I show you the information yesterday? If we really hang up a fake, it will be the people of our family in law! "
"How can it be fake? I'll also show you the appraisal report. This painting is painted by Wang Meng, and it's his authentic work! "
"as like as two peas", how can it be true?
……
Yue Yan stood aside and did not stop their quarrel. Instead, he turned his attention to Yang Bo.
Yang Bo can hear the argument between the two of them. Before his eyes, the light flashed and gathered, forming an aperture soon!Yang Bo was shocked because he found that the painting was drawn in the early Ming Dynasty!
Yangbo didn't see the painting in Shencheng, but it might be very big. If Yang Bo said that the painting was real right now, the museum was a fake, and everyone would suspect that he must have been mad!
Yue Yan saw Yang Bo rise and didn't speak, and he asked, "what happened to Yang Bo?"
Yang Bo shook his head and didn't open his mouth.
"You can just say it, I think they can accept it." Yueyandao, he is a little anxious to get up, now everything is ready, if this matter is delayed, he is the sinner of the Yues!
"I'll see it again." Yang Bodao, he is not sure, even dare not easily draw a conclusion.
Liu chubby was curious to come, he asked Yang Bo in a low voice, "what's wrong?"
Yang Bo shook his head. "You can see."
Liu chuzi shook his head in surprise after a moment. He dared not conclude, because the painting was in line with the characteristics of Wang Meng's painting, which was not much different from that of Shencheng. "As like as two peas,
," said Liu fat, "the two paintings must be the same.
"Is that picture of Shencheng Museum fake?" Another retorted.
Liu chuzi looks at Yang Bo, "this..."
"This painting should be true!" Yang Bo was reminded by a word from Liu chuzi, and suddenly came to realize.
"The man was reluctant to give up," so what you mean is, experts at Shencheng museum are blind and make a fake to fool the people of the whole country? "
Yang Bo shook his head. "I didn't say that."
"That's what you mean!"
"Then I would say, are both paintings true?"
Yang Bo said that he was quiet in the field. Everyone was shocked.
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Located in Dabai Yangqiao village, zhifangtou Township, Cangxian County, Yuefei temple was built in Zhengde period of Ming Dynasty, with a history of more than 500 years. There are three statues in the hall, in the middle of which is Yue Fei, the national hero. On both sides are Yue Yun and Yue Lei, Yue Fei's two sons.
When Yang Bo and his party arrived, they saw that the temple of Yue Fei had been renovated. Yue Yan was busy before and after. Yue Junyao did not go to class. Instead, he stood by quietly. When many teenagers came to help, they would respectfully say, "elder martial sister!"
Today is the ninetieth anniversary of Yue Fei's birth. In order to meet this special day, the descendants of Yue family applied to the County Cultural Protection Office for repairing Yuefei temple and building Yuefei temple square one year ago.
The young man who came to report yesterday stood by Yang Bo's side. Because Yue min was too busy, he had to arrange a special reception for Ji Qiang, the disciple who closed the door.
"The renovation of the ancestral temple has always been organized by master. As soon as the master initiated the initiative, the descendants of Yue's family spontaneously donated 350000 yuan. In only six months, the main project of Yuefei temple and the restoration of the statue of the main hall were completed. At present, the project has been basically completed."
Ji Qiang looked at the bustling crowd and opened his mouth to introduce.
"When it comes to donating money, everyone is very enthusiastic. Some people in their 80s have taken out their old money, and some teenagers have saved their pocket money. We all think that it is worthy of our ancestors to do this. More importantly, we should leave some historical materials for future generations, so that our children and grandchildren will remember to serve the country faithfully."
After hearing this, Yang Bo was surprised and moved. Especially when he saw the real smiles on the faces of the people who came to the temple, he could not help feeling happy.
After walking around Yuegong temple, Yang Bo noticed that the internal painting was extremely exquisite. From the beginning to the end, he described the major events of Yue Pengju's life, and showed his spirit of loyalty to the country.
Yang Bo saw that the sword he had presented was placed in the exhibition hall at the back.
Seeing this kind of scene, Gu Changshun said with emotion: "in the future, if someone can set up an ancestral temple for me, it will really be immortal."
Walking in front of him, suddenly came a quarrel. Yang Bo quickly walked over and saw Yue Yan with a serious face and standing in the middle of the crowd. In front of him, there were two people arguing about something.
Yue Yan saw Yang Bo go by and quickly waved to him.
When Yang Bo walked in, Yue Yan said, "Yang Bo is a famous cultural relics appraiser in China. Let him judge this matter."
Yang Bo was a little confused. He saw a picture hanging on one side. Everyone's focus was on the painting. He couldn't help looking at both sides.
"I say it!"
"I say it!"
Both sides do not want to let each other, Yue Yan frowned, rebuked: "shut up, Yue Bin said first!"
Yue bin is a man in his thirties, with hair on his chin. "This painting was brought back by my father from the United States. When I bought the painting, the seller told my father that the painting was handed down by his ancestors."
"The point is, in order to determine the authenticity of this painting, my father specially made a paper identification. It turns out that the paper used in this painting is Song Dynasty paper. Isn't that enough to prove that the painting is genuine?"
another as like as two peas in his middle aged man, he hummed, "you are so smart, but don't you know, this picture is a picture with the same display on the city museum. Do you want to say that the museum must be fake?"
"I didn't say that!"
The two sides quarreled again.
Yang Bo stood aside, he quickly pressed his hand, "everyone don't make noise, I'll have a look first!"
After all, Yang Bo came closer. This is what he noticed about the painting. This is a painting of loyalty to serve the country. It should be painted by Wang Meng, a famous painter in Yuan Dynasty.
The painter Wang Meng was active in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. In the early Ming Dynasty, he was once a magistrate of Tai'an. Later, he was implicated in the case of Hu Weiyong and died in prison.
Wang Meng himself is a very famous painter, and his grandfather is more famous than him. His grandfather is Zhao Mengfu, a calligrapher of the Yuan Dynasty, who created his own Zhao style calligraphy.
Yang Bo clearly remembers that this painting was put in the Shencheng Museum. The one in front of him is likely to be a forgery. However, it is not easy to think of buying a calligraphy and painting from abroad. Yang Bo stares at the painting.
The two next to him were still arguing endlessly.
"This painting was bought and donated by my father from abroad. I must hang it up."
"No, your painting must be a fake. The real one is in the Shencheng Museum. Didn't I show you the information yesterday? If we really hang up a fake, it will be the people of our family in law! "
"How can it be fake? I'll also show you the appraisal report. This painting is painted by Wang Meng, and it's his authentic work! "
"as like as two peas", how can it be true?
……
Yue Yan stood aside and did not stop their quarrel. Instead, he turned his attention to Yang Bo.
Yang Bo can hear the argument between the two of them. Before his eyes, the light flashed and gathered, forming an aperture soon!Yang Bo was shocked because he found that the painting was drawn in the early Ming Dynasty!
Yangbo didn't see the painting in Shencheng, but it might be very big. If Yang Bo said that the painting was real right now, the museum was a fake, and everyone would suspect that he must have been mad!
Yue Yan saw Yang Bo rise and didn't speak, and he asked, "what happened to Yang Bo?"
Yang Bo shook his head and didn't open his mouth.
"You can just say it, I think they can accept it." Yueyandao, he is a little anxious to get up, now everything is ready, if this matter is delayed, he is the sinner of the Yues!
"I'll see it again." Yang Bodao, he is not sure, even dare not easily draw a conclusion.
Liu chubby was curious to come, he asked Yang Bo in a low voice, "what's wrong?"
Yang Bo shook his head. "You can see."
Liu chuzi shook his head in surprise after a moment. He dared not conclude, because the painting was in line with the characteristics of Wang Meng's painting, which was not much different from that of Shencheng. "As like as two peas,
," said Liu fat, "the two paintings must be the same.
"Is that picture of Shencheng Museum fake?" Another retorted.
Liu chuzi looks at Yang Bo, "this..."
"This painting should be true!" Yang Bo was reminded by a word from Liu chuzi, and suddenly came to realize.
"The man was reluctant to give up," so what you mean is, experts at Shencheng museum are blind and make a fake to fool the people of the whole country? "
Yang Bo shook his head. "I didn't say that."
"That's what you mean!"
"Then I would say, are both paintings true?"
Yang Bo said that he was quiet in the field. Everyone was shocked.
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Located in Dabai Yangqiao village, zhifangtou Township, Cangxian County, Yuefei temple was built in Zhengde period of Ming Dynasty, with a history of more than 500 years. There are three statues in the hall, in the middle of which is Yue Fei, the national hero. On both sides are Yue Yun and Yue Lei, Yue Fei's two sons. When Yang Bo and his party arrived, they saw that the temple of Yue Fei had been renovated. Yue Yan was busy before and after. Yue Junyao did not go to class. Instead, he stood by quietly. When many teenagers came to help, they would respectfully say, "elder martial sister!" Today is the ninetieth anniversary of Yue Fei's birth. In order to meet this special day, the descendants of Yue family applied to the County Cultural Protection Office for repairing Yuefei temple and building Yuefei temple square one year ago. The young man who came to report yesterday stood by Yang Bo's side. Because Yue min was too busy, he had to arrange a special reception for Ji Qiang, the disciple who closed the door. "The renovation of the ancestral temple has always been organized by master. As soon as the master initiated the initiative, the descendants of Yue's family spontaneously donated 350000 yuan. In only six months, the main project of Yuefei temple and the restoration of the statue of the main hall were completed. At present, the project has been basically completed." Ji Qiang looked at the bustling crowd and opened his mouth to introduce. "When it comes to donating money, everyone is very enthusiastic. Some people in their 80s have taken out their old money, and some teenagers have saved their pocket money. We all think that it is worthy of our ancestors to do this. More importantly, we should leave some historical materials for future generations, so that our children and grandchildren will remember to serve the country faithfully." After hearing this, Yang Bo was surprised and moved. Especially when he saw the real smiles on the faces of the people who came to the temple, he could not help feeling happy. After walking around Yuegong temple, Yang Bo noticed that the internal painting was extremely exquisite. From the beginning to the end, he described the major events of Yue Pengju's life, and showed his spirit of loyalty to the country. Yang Bo saw that the sword he had presented was placed in the exhibition hall at the back. Seeing this kind of scene, Gu Changshun said with emotion: "in the future, if someone can set up an ancestral temple for me, it will really be immortal." Walking in front of him, suddenly came a quarrel. Yang Bo quickly walked over and saw Yue Yan with a serious face and standing in the middle of the crowd. In front of him, there were two people arguing about something. Yue Yan saw Yang Bo go by and quickly waved to him. When Yang Bo walked in, Yue Yan said, "Yang Bo is a famous cultural relics appraiser in China. Let him judge this matter." Yang Bo was a little confused. He saw a picture hanging on one side. Everyone's focus was on the painting. He couldn't help looking at both sides. "I say it!" "I say it!" Both sides do not want to let each other, Yue Yan frowned, rebuked: "shut up, Yue Bin said first!" Yue bin is a man in his thirties, with hair on his chin. "This painting was brought back by my father from the United States. When I bought the painting, the seller told my father that the painting was handed down by his ancestors." "The point is, in order to determine the authenticity of this painting, my father specially made a paper identification. It turns out that the paper used in this painting is Song Dynasty paper. Isn't that enough to prove that the painting is genuine?" another as like as two peas in his middle aged man, he hummed, "you are so smart, but don't you know, this picture is a picture with the same display on the city museum. Do you want to say that the museum must be fake?" "I didn't say that!" The two sides quarreled again. Yang Bo stood aside, he quickly pressed his hand, "everyone don't make noise, I'll have a look first!" After all, Yang Bo came closer. This is what he noticed about the painting. This is a painting of loyalty to serve the country. It should be painted by Wang Meng, a famous painter in Yuan Dynasty. The painter Wang Meng was active in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. In the early Ming Dynasty, he was once a magistrate of Tai'an. Later, he was implicated in the case of Hu Weiyong and died in prison. Wang Meng himself is a very famous painter, and his grandfather is more famous than him. His grandfather is Zhao Mengfu, a calligrapher of the Yuan Dynasty, who created his own Zhao style calligraphy. Yang Bo clearly remembers that this painting was put in the Shencheng Museum. The one in front of him is likely to be a forgery. However, it is not easy to think of buying a calligraphy and painting from abroad. Yang Bo stares at the painting. The two next to him were still arguing endlessly. "This painting was bought and donated by my father from abroad. I must hang it up." "No, your painting must be a fake. The real one is in the Shencheng Museum. Didn't I show you the information yesterday? If we really hang up a fake, it will be the people of our family in law! " "How can it be fake? I'll also show you the appraisal report. This painting is painted by Wang Meng, and it's his authentic work! " "as like as two peas", how can it be true? Yue Yan stood aside and did not stop their quarrel. Instead, he turned his attention to Yang Bo. Yang Bo can hear the argument between the two of them. Before his eyes, the light flashed and gathered, forming an aperture soon!Yang Bo was shocked because he found that the painting was drawn in the early Ming Dynasty! Yangbo didn't see the painting in Shencheng, but it might be very big. If Yang Bo said that the painting was real right now, the museum was a fake, and everyone would suspect that he must have been mad! Yue Yan saw Yang Bo rise and didn't speak, and he asked, "what happened to Yang Bo?" Yang Bo shook his head and didn't open his mouth. "You can just say it, I think they can accept it." Yueyandao, he is a little anxious to get up, now everything is ready, if this matter is delayed, he is the sinner of the Yues! "I'll see it again." Yang Bodao, he is not sure, even dare not easily draw a conclusion. Liu chubby was curious to come, he asked Yang Bo in a low voice, "what's wrong?" Yang Bo shook his head. "You can see." Liu chuzi shook his head in surprise after a moment. He dared not conclude, because the painting was in line with the characteristics of Wang Meng's painting, which was not much different from that of Shencheng. "As like as two peas, ," said Liu fat, "the two paintings must be the same. "Is that picture of Shencheng Museum fake?" Another retorted. Liu chuzi looks at Yang Bo, "this..." "This painting should be true!" Yang Bo was reminded by a word from Liu chuzi, and suddenly came to realize. "The man was reluctant to give up," so what you mean is, experts at Shencheng museum are blind and make a fake to fool the people of the whole country? " Yang Bo shook his head. "I didn't say that." "That's what you mean!" "Then I would say, are both paintings true?" Yang Bo said that he was quiet in the field. Everyone was shocked. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
