Xiaoyu is right.
Although she couldn't quite understand the artistic conception of those ancient paintings, and she didn't know what was recorded in those ancient books, she knew very well that it was definitely a very troublesome thing to repair all these things.
"It's really strange, how come none of these things are intact?"
Xiaoyu sighed like this, but Lin Mengya was stunned, and an idea flashed through her mind.
Could it be that…
"Qinghu, help me invite Mrs. Liu over."
She turned her head and said, then pulled Xiaoyu and Long Tianyu, and quickly spread out the previously collected collections in order.
Qinghu nodded and didn't ask her what she was doing. Not long after, Mrs. Liu was invited over with doubts on her face.
"Master Gong, you called me because of what's wrong with those lists?"
She felt uneasy inside.
Over the years, most of what she has faced has been the secrets of the back house, and then there has been a battle of wits and courage with Wang Zhilai, trying to hide the truth.
Now that she was suddenly asked to take the lead and do such "business" alone, she was holding her breath.
She always wants to do her best to give herself a new possibility and prove that the head of the Gong family did not believe her wrong.
Just because only she understood this secret word, she didn't know how well she was doing.
When she heard the head of the Gong family asking her to come over, her heart suddenly lost.
What if, what if something went wrong, wouldn't she have betrayed the trust of the head of the Gong family
Lin Mengya saw through her uneasiness at a glance and said with a smile: "It's not about the list. I asked Madam to come here because I want you to help me palm the eyes. Come and take a look."
Lin Mengya directly pulled her to the collection.
Only then did Madam Liu let go of her hanging heart.
She is indeed a master of painting. She just took one look and immediately exclaimed.
"This, this is actually the authentic work of Master Zangshan!"
She subconsciously wanted to pick up the painting, but realized that she hadn't washed her hands yet and jerked back.
Lin Mengya promptly handed the opponent a pair of gut gloves.
Mrs. Liu gave her a surprised look.
Only then did he imitate her, put on gloves, and dare to touch the painting.
"Master Gong, I'm sure this is true! Although there are fewer mountain temples above, both in terms of fine brushwork skills and the artistic conception of the painting, they are all in the same vein as Zangshan Zhenren's previous works!"
Lin Mengya looked at her excited expression and once again confirmed the status of this Zangshan master in the painting world.
That's right, he should be a top-level figure.
Likewise, she became more certain about her thoughts.
She continued to ask calmly: "Can Madam Liu please take a look at these paintings again, are they all authentic?"
She pointed to the paintings next to her, and Mrs. Liu reluctantly put down the painting of Zangshan Zhenren.
Unexpectedly, I looked at them one by one, and the more I looked at Mrs. Liu, the bigger her eyes became.
"These, these are rare treasures! There seem to be some defects on them, which is really a pity."
Although Xiaoyu likes paintings, he is not as familiar with paintings by famous artists as Mrs. Liu.
Mrs. Liu has really been immersed in this practice for many years.
Even though she had a knot in her heart after marrying Wang Zhilai and stopped painting for a long time, the love in her heart will never die.
Over the years, she has been appreciating these paintings
As a pastime, I also developed a very good eyesight.
She knows those incomplete parts better than Xiaoyu, and she can even quote the sources of inspiration and allusions from scriptures.
For a time, this place became Mrs. Liu’s painting history classroom.
The four of them were like primary school students. Even if they were not interested, they listened with great concentration.
Mrs. Liu's voice is gentle, and the stories she tells are very touching.
However, when Mrs. Liu pointed out the missing parts, Lin Mengya took a piece of paper and wrote down the missing parts, and soon she filled a page.
At first, Mrs. Liu didn't understand what she meant, until she saw the content recorded on that page.
When she was confused, she suddenly remembered something.
Aren't the Gong family leaders and the others worried about those secret words that cannot be solved
Looking at the words written by the other party again, she saw a ridiculous idea that shocked her and made her feel dizzy.
"Gong, Master Gong, could it be that the missing parts in these paintings are the hidden secret words?"
Then her face changed, and she gritted her teeth with hatred: "How dare that bastard! These are all priceless treasures, and they are all treasures of painters of all ages!"
For people like them who love to paint and cherish paintings, seeing a treasure that has been deliberately damaged is more uncomfortable than killing them.
What's more, that disgusting guy probably didn't do this just to hide the content.
He was showing off and flaunting his "talent".
Lin Mengya glanced at Madam Liu in surprise.
The other party's agility was beyond her expectation.
But if not, how could she make such arrangements and deployments under Wang Zhilai's eyes.
What a pity for such a female Zhuge.
Very good, this person will be hers from now on.
No need for Lin Mengya to say, Liu Zhaohua hurriedly read the words and ancient books.
At this time, a well-educated person like Mrs. Liu couldn't help but curse that bastard for three days and three nights.
"These unique copies are so rare! If they were placed outside, just one copy would make scholars all over the world flock to them."
"It's okay if this bastard doesn't take good care of it. He actually deliberately damaged these treasures. The loss is simply immeasurable!"
When people are angry, their minds sometimes become extra clear-headed.
So Lin Mengya once again appreciated Mrs. Liu's profound literary heritage.
She could actually recognize almost every one of those calligraphy, paintings and original books.
Especially the contents that were damaged or missing, she was able to memorize 90% of them!
At this time, the four of them no longer cared about listening to the class.
At the moment, the four of them were following Liu Zhaohua with pens and papers in hand, for fear of leaving any clues.
Fortunately, the speed of the four of them was not slow, so they could keep up with her speed.
It wasn't until her mouth went dry that she took the cup of tea that Lin Mengya handed him and took a long sip.
"If I had known earlier that all these good things were in his hands, I would have certainly looked for an opportunity to poison him to prevent him from wasting his wealth."
Lin Mengya also agreed.
The reason why these things are rare is not only because they are from the hands of famous artists, but more importantly, they record the social sentiments of the time and are powerful evidence for future generations to look back on this period of history.
It's like modern times, just because there is no clear
There are no written records of the Xia Dynasty, so the international community has never recognized that China has a history of 5,000 years.
If Wang Zhilai destroyed these things because of his own selfish desires, so that future generations would no longer have the opportunity to dialogue with history, then this guy would be an eternal sinner.
When it got late, Lin Mengya asked someone to light the lamp, and then Mrs. Liu sorted out all the collections one by one.
Except for a few very difficult books, Liu Zhaohua has never read or heard of the unconventional ancient books.
For other parts, Madam Liu relied on her own memory to fill in the missing content.
When she came back to her senses, she still had some unfinished thoughts.
She only felt that it was rare for her to be so hearty, and the other people looked at her with admiration.
"Why are you looking at me like this?"
She was a little embarrassed, and her hands were twisting her clothes unconsciously.
Lin Mengya stepped forward and held Liu Zhaohua's hand tightly. Her eyes were still shining, as if she had seen a big treasure.
"I wonder if Mr. Liu is interested in teaching at our Sitai College?"
Liu Zhaohua was a little flattered, "Can I?"
She has grown up so big, but she has never had a female wife.
Unless they are teaching female students or masters of musical instruments, they cannot even be called "masters".
For her, this was nothing less than a first of its kind.
The smile on Lin Mengya's face became even brighter.
Whether as the dean or as the largest investor in the college, it is a huge profit to have such a knowledgeable, simple-minded, and most importantly easy-to-deceive wife!
"Come on, come on, Mr. Liu, let's talk in detail here. The salary in our college is quite generous..."
Next, it can be said that the two of them had a very happy conversation.
Especially after learning that Lin Mengya was not only the head of the family, but also the dean of Sita College, Liu Zhaohua looked at her with nothing but admiration.
"The head of the Gong family can create such brilliant achievements as a woman, she is really a role model for our generation!"
Lin Mengya waved her hand, "Don't say that, what's wrong with women? Since heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, heaven and earth, then we women should also have the ability to make contributions and establish a family just like men."
"In the past, we were imprisoned in the back house and could only become the foils and vassals of men."
"Now that we have the opportunity to prove ourselves, why not seize it and make some achievements?"
Suppose Liu Zhaohua is a woman who is willing to be mediocre and just wants to trap herself in the back house for the rest of her life.
Lin Mengya's words would only make her feel deviant and not too touching.
But Liu Zhaohua is different.
She obviously received the best education, broadened her horizons, and saw a different world.
But in the end, her wings were forcibly broken and she became a canary in a cage.
Now, Lin Mengya had smashed the cage that had trapped her for half her life, allowing her to see the future she had dreamed of. How could she endure it
"Master Gong, I, I don't know how far I can go."
There was a bit of hesitation in her tone, but her eyes were a bit bright, as if she was thinking about some important issue, so she had to carefully consider every word she said.
"But, I think I can give it a try. I don't mean to perfunctory you, I mean, I will do my best to do it, but this is something I have never been exposed to, so I don't know. How far will it go?"