Upon seeing the brocade box, Mo Hongru and another friend, Feng Yongyan, both gathered around.

Mo Hongru is very fond of collecting antiques, especially calligraphy and paintings.

"What exactly is this?"

Mo Hongru asked curiously.

"This is a painting by Wen Zhengming."

As he spoke, Lu Qi carefully took out his treasured ancient paintings.

"Wen Zhengming's 'Frosty Trees and Bamboo Rocks'".

To the astonishment of Mo Hongru and Feng Yongyan, Lu Qi opened Wen Zhengming's "Frosty Trees and Bamboo Rocks".

Looking at the painting, their eyes seemed to light up, and they stared at it intently.

As one of the "Four Talented Scholars," very few of Wen Zhengming's authentic works survive.

For both Mo Hongru and Feng Yongyan, this was the first time they had seen an authentic work by Wen Zhengming.

It's impossible not to be shocked.

"How about it?"

Seeing the surprised looks on his two old friends' faces, Lu Qi asked with a smug look on his face.

This is the effect he wanted.

"sharp."

Feng Yongyan gave Lu Qi a thumbs up and said with great emotion.

"Old Mo, isn't my painting 'Frosty Trees and Rocks' better than the calligraphy you treasure?"

Lu Qi asked smugly.

Mo Hongru possessed a valuable calligraphy piece, which he treasured as a priceless heirloom.

These old friends of theirs have been envious and jealous for a long time.

My current painting, "Frosty Trees and Bamboo Rocks," is far superior to Lao Mo's calligraphy.

I finally turned my life around.

When Lu Qi asked him this question, Mo Hongru was embarrassed.

My own calligraphy is indeed slightly inferior to Lao Lu's "Frosty Trees and Bamboo Rocks".

"If you want to see this calligraphy again in the future, you can come to my house and look at it freely."

Lu Qi boasted.

Mo Hongru was slightly annoyed by Lu Qi's smug tone.

That old guy.

Mo Hongru felt a slight sense of resentment.

It's just a painting by Wen Zhengming, no way, I'll get one for myself sooner or later.

Then we'll see how cocky Old Lu can be.

Knock knock knock.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Has Consort Meng arrived?"

Lu Qi asked.

"It shouldn't be."

Mo Hongru shook his head. If it were Consort Meng, she would have already come in.

With a sense of doubt, Mo Hongru opened the villa door.

The next second, Mo Hongru was extremely surprised to see Ye Chen standing in front of the door.

"Oh, it's Xiao Chen."

Mo Hongru said in surprise.

He had just been thinking about Ye Chen, but he didn't expect him to actually come.

"Uncle Mo, I heard you're not feeling well."

Ye Chen spoke politely.

"How is it now?"

"It's an old problem, it's fine now."

Mo Hongru spoke.

"Come in quickly, Xiao Chen."

After saying that, Mo Hongru invited Ye Chen in.

"Come, let me introduce you. This is Xiao Chen, Ye Chen."

Mo Hongru introduced Ye Chen to Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan, two old friends.

Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan nodded to Ye Chen.

In their subconscious, Ye Chen was just a junior, and they were already giving him face by taking the initiative to greet him.

Ye Chen nodded in response.

"By the way, this is my first time here, so I didn't know what Uncle Mo liked. I just grabbed something randomly."

After saying that, Ye Chen handed the brocade box in his hand to Mo Hongru.

"Xiao Chen, you're too kind."

Mo Hongru spoke.

At this moment, Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan's eyes were also drawn to Ye Chen's brocade box.

"Xiao Chen, what are you carrying?"

Mo Hongru asked curiously.

"This is a piece of calligraphy by Wen Zhengming."

Ye Chen spoke.

What is Wen Zhengming's calligraphy style?

Upon hearing this, Lu Qi and Feng Yongyan's expressions both changed.

Lu Qi, in particular, was quite surprised.

Isn't that a coincidence?

He had just brought a painting by Wen Zhengming, and the next second, Ye Chen actually brought a piece of calligraphy by Wen Zhengming.

I don't know whether my own painting or Ye Chen's calligraphy is more valuable for collection.

"What?"

Mo Hongru's eyes lit up as well.

He was just saying that he wanted to collect a piece of calligraphy or painting by Wen Zhengming if he had the chance.

Sure enough, Xiao Chen really suited my taste.

"Why don't you open it and take a look?"

Feng Yongyan couldn't help but offer a suggestion.

Finally, Mo Hongru carefully opened the calligraphy by Wen Zhengming that Ye Chen had given him.

Mo Hongru placed the calligraphy on the coffee table, next to the painting that Lu Qin had just taken.

Ye Chen's calligraphy is significantly larger than Lu Qi's painting.

"Old Lu, I don't think your painting is very good. It's not as good as Ye Chen's calligraphy."

Feng Yongyan spoke.

Mo Hongru nodded in agreement. Having collected calligraphy and paintings for so many years, he felt that the calligraphy Xiao Chen had given him was indeed more valuable than the painting Lu Qi had just painted.

"Tch, what do you know? A mountain is not sacred because of its height, but because of the immortals dwelling there; water is not sacred because of its depth, but because of the dragons living within."

Lu Qi countered:

"Don't be fooled by the fact that my painting is smaller than this calligraphy; it is incredibly rare. You should know that Wen Zhengming's paintings are far fewer in existence than his calligraphy."

"Most importantly, this painting is indeed an original, but as for this calligraphy, that's another story."

Lu Qi was unconvinced and even doubted whether Ye Chen's calligraphy was genuine.

After all, the size of this calligraphy was quite large, almost two or three times the size of his own painting.

Did Wen Zhengming leave behind any works like this?

Lu Qi expressed strong doubt.

Hearing Lu Qi's words, Feng Yongyan nodded, as they seemed to make some sense.

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