"The calligrapher's pen power is insufficient, and although the structure and penmanship are strong, it is obviously not done by Mr. Shenning."

After a closer look, one person questioned the font.

"Yes, although the handwriting is very similar to Mr. Shen Ning's, he was nearly fifty years old at that time, and his pen power is old and spicy, so it will never be this kind of strength."

Not only these two, but the rest of the people gradually discovered some small problems and discussed them with each other.

"There are two kinds of paper used in the booklet, one is ordinary bamboo paper, and the other is shengxuan, will there be any reason?"

"The handwriting is not right, these books should be copied by Mr. Shen Ning's young son, I remember He Ziyuan once wrote that Mr. Shenning's manuscripts are often repeatedly revised, and when they are sorted out, they are usually assisted by several sons, according to the time when this "Sleepy School Chronicle" was collected, Mr. Several older children have been released, only the child is still around, Mr. Shen Ning's young son is still in the year of the weak crown, and it is the handwriting in the book!"

"The siding of this binding is not like cotton thread......"

"It's twine! During the Bingchen period, there was a great drought and flood, and cotton was almost stopped, and many people used twine instead of cotton thread. ”

"Regardless of these insignificance, I feel that part of the Miscellaneous Works in Volume 4 does not correspond to the meaning of Mr. Shenning's early writings, and I do not believe that this is what he was thinking! If you want to come to this volume for posterity, there is definitely something wrong with these books! ”

This group of pedants put down their faces one by one, and in the remote Gu house for the sake of one or two details in the book, Ji Qingling pinched the articles made by Gu Yanzhang, leaned against the window, and read carefully word by word.

The more she looked, the more frightened she became, and after reading more than ten pages, she couldn't help but raise her head, looking up and down at Gu Yanzhang, who was sitting on the side and reading carefully.

After a long time, Gu Yanzhang inadvertently bumped into her eyes, and was shocked by the heat, and couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his face, and said, "Isn't there something dirty on my face, why are you looking at me like this?" ”

Ji Qingling pursed her lips and was silent.

It was only at this point that she truly understood what the gap between geniuses and ordinary people was.

It has only been about two months since the two of them settled down in Jixian County, and she had also read Gu Yanzhang's article, and compared with the two of his new works at this time, it was hard to believe that this was from the same person.

This progress, even in the sky, has not been so fast.

Ji Qingling couldn't help but think of what his father said to him back then.

Father Ji believes that talent is predestined, and mediocre people may be able to achieve the greatest achievements they can achieve with uninterrupted efforts, but those amazing achievements will always be reserved for geniuses.

Gu Yanzhang is the so-called genius.

Ji Qingling thought about his unprecedented feat of being nineteen years old and even Zhongsanyuan, and the praise in the history books, and was suddenly relieved.

It is true that someone can catch up with the decades of hard work of others in just a few months, and she should be glad that she recognized it from the beginning, and did not hesitate or look left and right.

Gu Yanzhang saw that she didn't reply, but seemed to be stunned, so he stood up, walked to Ji Qingling's side, and asked, "What's wrong?" It's so poorly written, you can't even stand it? ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, intending to pull out the newly made manuscripts.

Ji Qingling had already reacted, held those few pages in his arms, and said with a smile: "I won't pay you back!" Fifth Brother Gu, tell me first, how did you come up with the idea of solving this problem from 'Ming Mingde'? ”

Gu Yanzhang has always been helpless against her, and there is nothing he can do at this time, he only said: "Didn't you tell me last time, I will write whatever the examiner wants to see?" I saw the fashion in this Jixian County, and it seemed that I admired the little Confucianism very much, so I relied on the answers and articles in that direction, and really let me write it myself, so I don't love the little Confucianism, and the gods are chattering. As he spoke, he frowned, as if he had swallowed some flies. After he finished speaking, he asked, "Why did you say this all of a sudden, is there something wrong?" ”

Ji Qingling listened to his answer, couldn't help but purse his mouth, frowned, and said, "No, your answer is too perfunctory!" ”

Gu Yanzhang looked at her with a smile, his eyes were full of tolerance, and said, "How do you want me to answer to be satisfied?" ”

The corners of Ji Qingling's mouth hooked a big smile, glanced at him narrowly, and said, "I won't tell you!" ”

After finishing speaking, he put the stack of papers back on the table, sat back on the other end of the table, spread out a blank piece of paper, lifted the pen and dipped it in ink, and began to write an article.

Gu Yanzhang was stunned for a while, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, knowing that he had been tricked again, so he had to honestly sit back in his seat and read a book. It's just that for some reason, a strange feeling welled up in his heart, and he wanted to laugh and sigh.

Half an hour passed quickly, Ji Qingling put down the pen in his hand, shook the few pages that he had just finished, waited until the ink stains were a little dry, and took a chance, so he handed the article he had just written to Gu Yanzhang, and said, "Fifth Brother Gu, look, which one of mine is better than what you wrote?" What's the difference? ”

After getting along for the past few months, Gu Yanzhang knew that Ji Qingling was different, she had her own hills and valleys in her chest, and she was an ordinary talent, and she didn't feel strange when she beat her out of ten or eight, so she only took the article and looked down carefully.

After a while, he raised his head and said seriously: "In terms of articles, I am not as good as you." ”

Ji Qingling smiled and sat down, put the article made by Gu Yanzhang and the article he did together, and asked jokingly: "Then I will exchange my article with yours, okay?" ”

Gu Yanzhang was stunned for a moment, only felt inexplicable, and said, "Change what?" ”

Ji Qingling said: "Change the article, after we exchange, your article will be mine." ”

Gu Yanzhang was even more inexplicable, he said: "It's just a few pieces of manuscript paper, if you want it, just take it." If it's not enough, I won't sleep tonight, and I'll write you another ten or eight articles. After he said this, he put the scroll aside, pulled out a blank piece of paper, and didn't forget to look at Ji Qingling, and asked, "What do you want to see?" You come up with the question, I'll do it. ”

Ji Qingling was so shocked by him that he couldn't do it, it was a joke, who would have thought that this person would be so far, he couldn't go up or down for a while, and he was about to admit defeat, when he suddenly heard Qiu Yue shouting at the door: "Girl, sister-in-law Liao is here!" ”

As if she had received amnesty, she hurriedly said, "You go back to your room to read, and I'll talk to you when I'm free." ”

While helping Gu Yanzhang carry all kinds of books on the table to his room.

Gu Yanzhang knew that she was going to talk in the hall, so he also followed the book into the room, and asked as he walked, "Why did you call her over again?" ”

Ji Qingling said: "I asked my sister-in-law Liao to help find a cook, none of us can cook, we can't let you eat cooking cakes every day, right?" ”