"The Jiangning River Map, Zhao Lingrang, 1126."

"Along the River During the Qingming Festival, Zhang Zeduan, 1101."

The answer given by the Holy Ring was like a bolt from the blue, and Yang Jing's head was almost smoking.

"Qing, Qing, Qing...Along the River During the Qingming Festival?! Is it painted by Zhang Zeduan?" Yang Jing almost howled out with a scream.

"If there is a picture of Zhang Zeduan's Qingming River Along the River, who painted the picture of "Qingming River Along the River" in the Palace Museum? It is a lot of the authentic works of Zhang Zeduan that are recognized by everyone! But the holy ring cannot go wrong... Could it be... Is even the picture of "Qingming River Along the River" in the Palace Museum a modeled after later generations?" Almost in an instant, Yang Jing's mind turned countless times, but no matter his mind turned into a high-speed motor, he couldn't understand why he actually had a picture of Zhang Zeduan's Qingming River Along the River.

"Brother Yang, are you okay?" A voice that seemed to come from a very distant place pulled out Yang Jing, whose mind was spinning at high speed, with difficulty.

Yang Jing shook his head, let out a breath, and a smile appeared on his face to hide his inner shock, and then said, "It's okay, I suddenly remembered something else just now."

"Oh, that's fine. Brother Yang, I've been waiting for you at home today."

Zhao Zheng is obviously urging you to "go home and get the money"...

Yang Jing cleaned up his chaotic thoughts, smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, Auntie, don't worry, I'll set off now, and I will definitely come back before noon."

In fact, if Zhao Zheng’s family had a bicycle, Yang Jing would be confident that he would return within two hours. However, in this era, bicycles were a perfectly large item. Generally, ordinary families cannot buy bicycles. Just a bicycle ticket can kill most people.

The three-wheeler that Zhao Zheng rode in the morning was also assembled by Zhao Zheng and his father a few years ago. The frames were all welded by Zhao Zheng in the factory, and the wheels and other things were bought from the scrap purchase station. On the way here, Zhao Zheng told Yang Jing in person.

Although the tricycle is easy to tinker with, Zhao Zheng and his son couldn't do the bicycle...

So Yang Jing had to walk on the second bus to the long-distance station, and then wandered around for a morning before he returned to Zhao Zheng's house leisurely. In front of Zhao Zheng and Zhao Zheng's mother, he took out a stack of new "great unity" from his pocket.

When the mother and son saw the great unity, they naturally didn't care about Yang Jing and that painting. You count it and I count it again and I'll be happier the more I count it...

While the mother and the other two were counting money there, Yang Jing found a few old newspapers to wrap the thick and overly thick scroll, and wrapped it several layers in a row. Then, regardless of the heat, he hugged his hands tightly in front of his chest, fearing that the painting would "fly".

Just kidding, there is a genuine work of Zhang Zeduan's "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" hidden in this scroll. If this painting is really the original work of Zhang Zeduan, it is worthless to describe its value...

"Auntie, Brother Zhao, you have no problem with this money? If it's fine, I'll take this painting away..." Yang Jing couldn't stand the two of them and kept counting them there endlessly, so he spoke and interrupted the two of them.

"Oh, oh..." Zhao Zheng's mother was immediately embarrassed when she heard Yang Jing's words, "With this money, my old man's illness has hope. Child, thank you, aunt, you are the life-saving benefactor of our old Zhao family..."

The old lady said, her legs became weak and she wanted to kneel down again. Yang Jing quickly clamped the scroll with one arm, then freed up a hand, and immediately supported the old lady.

"Auntie, if you do this again, I won't buy this painting."

Zhao Zheng put the money away and held Yang Jing's hand tightly with both hands. An old man in his thirties was sobbing that he couldn't speak.

Yang Jing didn't have the time to talk to them here. The scroll under the creaking nest seemed to be weighing a thousand pounds, so he didn't have the time to waste his time here.

"Brother Zhao, auntie, it's still late. I have to go back and let my grandfather take a look at this painting. If it's too late, I won't be able to catch the car to Jiangning at noon."

"Oh, you kid, if you can't catch up, you can't catch up. Eat from the aunt, and the aunt will make you delicious food."

"I still can't do it, auntie, I really want to go back quickly. My mother is still waiting for me at home."

It took another few minutes to pull and pull, and in the end, Zhao Zheng and his wife did not keep Yang Jing.

When Yang Jing left the door, he immediately waved his hand while speeding up his walking speed, for fear that the two of them would catch up again.

After walking out for about a mile, he turned several turns and saw a public toilet on the side of the road. After seeing a gap of no one, Yang Jing got in. As expected, there was no one inside. He activated the "restricted-level time and space shuttle" skill without hesitation and returned to the original time and space in an instant.

It's ridiculous to say that this is the first time that Yang Jing has used the "restricted-level time-space shuttle" skill in a public toilet. Back on the bed of the original time-space, a stinking smell of the forehead can be vaguely smelled at the tip of his nose...

But Yang Jing didn't care about that anymore, got up and got out of bed, turned on the lights in the room, pulled the bed to the side, and then pulled the coffee table. An open space was immediately empty in the room, and then he took out the painting that he had just received from the storage space.

This scroll is a bit unremarkable, especially the scrolls used for mounting at both ends, which are somewhat different from most scrolls used for mounting.

The main reason is that these two axes are too thick, with a diameter of fifteen centimeters. Yang Jing has never seen such a thick axes.

The shaft body of the painting is obviously made of rosewood, but the middle should be hollowed out, otherwise the weight would not be so light. However, even if it is a hollowed-out rosewood painting, it should not be such a thick painting. This is really very, very unreasonable.

Yang Jing put on gloves and carefully opened the painting again. The living room and dining room rented by Yang Jing are connected to the daily rented house, which makes the house transparent from north to south, and is about ten meters away from the back balcony to the front balcony.

The floor is covered with wooden floors, which are very clean. Therefore, after Yang Jing opened the painting on the wooden floor, he was able to open all the scrolls that were more than six meters long at one time.

After opening it, Yang Jing walked slowly from the north to the south, and when he reached the painting scroll on the southern end, the holy ring's reaction was the strongest.

Now Yang Jing felt a clear idea in his heart immediately.

Obviously, there is something wrong with the drawing axis on this side.

"If you guess correctly, the original work of Zhang Zeduan's "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" should be hidden in this scroll!" Yang Jing murmured to himself.

Then Yang Jing activated the "Sky Eye" to see through skill. Sure enough, in this scroll, there was a roll of silk wrapped in some silk hidden. Although it was impossible to see clearly what was drawn on that silk, under this situation, Yang Jing could already confirm that the silk hidden in the scroll should be the original work of Zhang Zeduan's "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".

However, just when Yang Jing was about to destroy this scroll and find the painting "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", he hesitated for a moment and then stopped his movements.

"You can't just find this painting so simply. The "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" of the Palace Museum is a recognized authentic work of Zhang Zeduan. If you want to prove that the painting of the Palace Museum is a replica, this painting must be found in front of some famous calligraphy and painting masters! If you rashly find this painting, it will be difficult to convince everyone!"

Yang Jing thought about it and used the "Sky Eye" to see through the see-through skill of another scroll. Sure enough, there was something hidden in that scroll, but there were not many things, and it seemed to be some paper or something.

However, these papers are also wrapped in some silk, and Yang Jing cannot see the words on them clearly.

Carefully rolled up the scroll of more than six meters long again. Although it is very clear that this old painting that has been preserved for more than 800 years is a very wrong way to open it so regularly, which will cause great harm to the painting, Yang Jing didn't care about these at this time.

Compared with the most likely original "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", Zhao Lingrang's "Along the River in Jiangning" is nothing.

Yang Jing also knew Zhao Lingrang. Zhao Lingrang was a famous painter in the Northern Song Dynasty, the fifth generation grandson of Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of Song Dynasty, and Zhao Ji, the fifth generation grandson of Song Dynasty, Zhao Guangyi, Taizong of Song Dynasty, Zhao Lingrang and Zhao Ji were cousins ​​of the same generation.

Zhao Lingrang not only had royal blood, but also was a famous calligrapher and painter in the Northern Song Dynasty. There are records, "Zhao Lingrang loved calligraphy and painting when he was young, and was rich in literary cultivation. His family had famous calligraphy and paintings since the Jin and Tang Dynasties. He interacted with painters and literati. When Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, Zhao Ji, also had friends with him and exchanged painting skills."

Even the famous Su Shi admired his calligraphy and paintings very much. After Zhao Ji became emperor, he often discussed painting skills with Zhao Lingrang, which was enough to prove that Zhao Lingrang's status in the calligraphy and painting circles of the Northern Song Dynasty was so high.

"But how could Zhao Lingrang draw such a low-key "Jiangning Dajiangtu"? At this level, it is far from Zhao Lingrang's reputation! Also, Zhao Zheng clearly said that this painting was painted by his ancestors. Could it be that Zhao Zheng was actually a descendant of Zhao Lingrang?"

Yang Jing was a little confused, but if you think about it carefully, it seemed that Zhao Lingrang was Zhao Zheng's ancestor.

First, their surname is Zhao; secondly, Zhao Lingrang did not live only 32 years old like his short-lived younger brother. Zhao Lingrang seemed to have lived for quite a long time. It seemed that he followed Zhao Gou to Jiangnan and died in the early Southern Song Dynasty. What if Zhao Lingrang stayed in Jiankang Prefecture (now Jinling) for a while when he went south, leaving behind descendants?

Who can tell this kind of thing accurately?

I just don’t know how Zhang Zeduan’s “Along the River During the Qingming Festival” went to the scroll of “The Great River in Jiangning” painted by Zhao Lingrang.
Chapter completed!