Zhong Aihua is the initiator of the crisis of "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival". If he hadn't lured me into Zhengzhou, all the troubles that followed would not have happened. This guy has superb acting skills, sharp insight and decisive methods, and in wartime, he is simply an ace spy. I don't know where Barella dug up such a person.

If I could, I would have jumped out at once, beaten him up, and tortured him for all he knew.

It's a pity that I can't, this guy is just the front-line executor of the Bairuilian plan, and behind him, there is a force that is even bigger than the five veins. If I attack him now, I will only startle the snake. There are more important tasks, and now you can only choose forbearance.

"He's Zhong Aihua, right?" Medicine or else asked me quietly. I nodded, 200 percent sure.

"The roses this guy is holding are all high-end goods, ...... interesting" Yao Ran pinched his chin and muttered to himself, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Dai Haiyan is about Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, and she is single." So Zhong Aihua's appearance here is self-evident. ”

"Wouldn't it? The age difference is almost 10 years. "I know that Zhong Aihua is versatile and good at demagoguery, but I didn't expect him to do this, is this the intention?

"What do you know, a thirty-year-old female doctoral student, who is single, is easy to fall into a sister-brother relationship. Besides, he can even coax you into a daze, what is it to deceive an older young woman? ”

"Damn ......"

I cursed secretly. If Zhong Aihua succeeds, then we have no hope at all. The lover and two strangers who have never known each other, who does she choose to help? The only thing that makes me feel relieved is that Zhong Aihua has not achieved his goal at the moment. If he had already gotten what he wanted, Dai Haiyan would have no use value, and he would definitely leave without hesitation. He came over with a rose, indicating that he had not captured Dai Haiyan's heart yet.

"What should I do?" I had to resort to medicine otherwise. I'm so clumsy that I can only ask an expert to come out with this kind of emotional problem. Yao Otherwise, he pinched his chin, watched Zhong Aihua enter the doctor's building, and said to me with a smile: "Wait and see the excitement." ”

As soon as the words fell, a large bouquet of roses fell from the sky and landed on the concrete floor, and the flowers fell everywhere. There was a burst of regret from the surrounding students, and there were also cheers. It didn't take long for Zhong Aihua to walk out of the building in embarrassment, and there was no look of frustration on his face. He looked at the roses on the ground, picked them up one by one, put them in a plastic bag, and turned to leave.

I was amazed at the unpredictable prophet of medicine: "How do you know this guy is going to fail?" ”

"Quite simply, he made a strategic mistake." Yao Ran raised his index finger earnestly and shook it lightly in front of my eyes, "Didn't Dai Hexuan say it?" This Dai Haiyan has always opposed her uncle's qigong propaganda, and has persistently written articles to expose her, which shows that she is a rational woman and has a strong sense of independence. Most of these women have a clear and clear set of aesthetic standards and value judgments, and will not be confused by the so-called fashion and romance. If you want to buy people's hearts with roses, this trick is too vulgar. ”

After the analysis, Yao Ran called a female student with a camera next to her and asked her what was going on. The female student was very excited, and said that this was a small opening, and somehow she fell in love with Teacher Dai, three roses a day, each time it was ninety-nine, and she persevered, but it was really a bloody investment. Now the whole campus is very sensational, and people come here regularly every day to watch the love saint - but unfortunately Teacher Dai doesn't seem to have any interest in this person at all, and throws it directly down from the window every time.

"This Xiaokai is really a love species, don't look at Teacher Dai treating him like this, people don't seem impatient at all, they still come on time every day, rain or shine. What an infatuated person. Seeing him bend down to pick up roses one by one, we all felt so pitiful. Teacher Dai is too cruel. The girl's eyes turned red as she spoke, and she hugged Qiong Yao in her arms tightly.

Otherwise, Wen Yan soothed her, and then turned around and said, "It's about the same as I guessed." Such a woman, the ordinary way will not work, you have to be stronger than her, do not allow her to resist, or make her think that you are smarter than her. "Otherwise, the analysis is the first way, I have no talent in this area, so I have to ask what you should do.

Yao Otherwise, he showed a bright smile: "Identification, I can't do it; Pickle girl, you can't. ”

It's a little late today, so I and Yao Else found a hotel near Fudan University to stay. He let me stay in the room and ran out on his own. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when the medicine came back, and he still carried a few clothes in his hand. The next morning, he went into the bathroom and tossed for a while. As soon as he came out, I saw it, ho, medicine or his image has changed greatly, he has a pair of gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he wears a white shirt with light blue stripes, and the buttons are meticulously buttoned.

"Let's go." Medicine doesn't say. I was stunned for a long time before I followed.

With the charm of medicine, we easily asked about Dai Haiyan's itinerary from the students. She has classes in the morning, and usually goes to the library to read books for two hours after lunch.

Zhong Aihua appeared twice in the morning and at noon, and another 198 roses were abandoned.

Fudan's library is divided into two sections, Wentu and Litu. Although Dai Haiyan majored in biology, she mostly went to the former. The two of us sneaked over to Ventu after lunch. The reading room here is particularly large, with bright windows. On the right are rows of bookshelves, separated by a long strip of pale yellow wooden counters, where several teachers are patrolling back and forth. In the reading area on the left, there are more than two dozen rows of large lacquered wood tables and aluminum stainless steel chairs, and the students and teachers sit in it, each looking down to read a book or take notes, and the room is quiet.

Yao Otherwise, he pointed to the corner and said, "There." ”

When I looked, I saw a girl reading by the window with a book in her hand. This girl has a slightly dark complexion and a high nose bridge, which is somewhat similar to Dai Hexuan, and the family is estimated to have a bit of handsome men and beautiful women. However, she wears a pair of glasses with a thick bottom and wide brimming, estimated to be five or six hundred degrees, and her face is very small.

Yao Else made a victory gesture at me, picked up a thick English book and walked over. I sat down three rows apart and watched from afar. Seeing that the medicine walked to Dai Haiyan's table, she raised her head, and the two of them talked a few words, and the girl suddenly laughed, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. I secretly praised this kid for his good methods, and he took it down in a while if he loved a woman who couldn't be done in a few days.

The two of them chattered for a while, waved goodbye gracefully, and then walked across from me and sat down with a smile.

"It's finished?" I asked.

"Fiasco." Otherwise, the smile on his face froze like ice cream.

“…… What's going on? ”

Otherwise, he said with a sigh of relief: "As soon as I came over, people saw the intention, and they sent me away in two or three sentences, and I was not allowed to play at all." I was stunned, my mind turned, and I slammed the table: "We are all pitted by Zhong Aihua!" ”

My voice was a bit high, and one of the students around me gave me a stern glare and shush. I hurriedly lowered my head and lowered my voice to the medicine, "Why are we approaching Dai Haiyan for?" is to ask her about the clues of the remnants, not to covet the Dai family's property, and this can be done without talking to her about friends! Zhong Aihua's roses have led us astray from our thinking. ”

Otherwise, the medicine will come back to the taste: "This time it's troublesome, it's ...... startling the snake."

"I think, tell the girl honestly, don't engage in crooked ways."

"If you want to say it, you can say it." Otherwise, the eyelids will roll over.

After a moment's thought, I got up from my seat and walked in front of Dai Haiyan. Dai Haiyan put down the book in her hand and smiled at me, but she didn't speak.

I respectfully asked, "Is it Teacher Dai?" ”

"You already know, why bother asking such nonsense?" Dai Haiyan has a baby face, but her mouth is very sharp. Only then did I realize that the smile was a kind of condescending pity, probably like the smile that Zhou Yu had when he saw Jiang Gan who had come to steal the book.

When she said this, I suddenly couldn't take it anymore. After a spin in my head, I decided that it was better to tell the truth. I sat down opposite her and said in a flat tone: "Hello, I have some questions about the "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", and I would like to ask you. ”

"You asked a Ph.D. in biology about antiques?" Dai Haiyan said.

"Why did I ask you, I guess you also know it in your heart, so you don't have to say this nonsense, right?" I threw back her taunt. Dai Haiyan was not angry, she looked at me, and her eyes behind the lenses flashed with great interest: "Dai Xi? ”

"Yes."

Dai Haiyan glanced behind me: "You are gradually in the same group as Fang Hong just now." ”

I was stunned for a moment before I reacted, Fang Hongjian is a character in "The Siege", and it is a bit interesting to compare this Claydon University graduate to medicine.

"Yes. We are from Beijing, my name is Wish, and I belong to the Chinese Society for the Study of Antiquities. "I introduced myself.

Dai Haiyan's expression was a little surprised: "Are you making a wish?" ”

"You know?"

"Recently, the newspapers have been reporting on the "Qingming Riverside Map", and you are now a celebrity."

I'm so happy that she, a Ph.D. in biology, actually keeps an eye on these news, which can save me a lot of lip and tongue. I tried to look calmer: "So would you like to answer my question?" ”

Dai Haiyan helped her glasses, but didn't answer directly: "That nasty ghost who sends roses every day is also your person?" ”

"Enemy." I decided to try to be as honest as I could with this girl.

Dai Haiyan nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, at least you didn't try to insult me with some clumsy lies." Before I could get complacent, her chin lifted slightly, "But people have roses three times a day." What are you going to give? ”

I spread my hands on the table: "I don't joke about feelings, besides, Teacher Dai, you are not the kind of woman who can be easily confused, right?" ”

Dai Haiyan laughed, her eyes narrowed into a line: "Let's treat you as a compliment, although it's too blunt." She looked at the quartz clock on the wall and stood up, "It's almost time, I'm going to class." If you want to know, come to my dormitory after dinner. ”

She agreed so quickly? I couldn't believe it for a while, so I hurriedly asked, "So Mr. Dai, you agreed?" ”

"Because you made a wish. The antique rookie who cracked the Buddha's head case, the big celebrity who single-handedly provoked the controversy of "Qingming Riverside Picture", and the truth-seeker who exposed the antique shady. "These are the titles I was given in the newspapers.

"It's not as exaggerated as the newspapers say." I scratched my head and said humbly.

Dai Haiyan closed the book in her hand with a smile, and showed that condescending and pitiful smile: "Don't get me wrong, I don't have any interest or reverence for you. The reason why I agreed to talk to you is just to take this opportunity to tell you to your face how stupid you are. ”

Leaving me stunned, Dai Haiyan got up and left Wentu. Otherwise, I came over and asked how it was going, and I said let's go to her dormitory in the evening to talk in detail. Yao Otherwise, he stretched out his thumb: "Dude, you are really hidden, and you already have eighty percent of my demeanor in college." ”

I smiled wryly and shook my head, not knowing how to describe my feelings. This woman is not simple, definitely not simple.

At half past six in the evening, Zhong Aihua came again, repeated the procedure of sending flowers and throwing flowers once, and then left in a gloomy manner. After the crowd of onlookers dispersed, Yao Ran and I quietly walked into the third floor of the doctor's building and came to Dai Haiyan's room.

I knocked on the door and the person inside said to come in. As soon as I entered the room, I was startled.

This dormitory is almost like a replica of a laboratory. Stacks of materials in foreign languages were piled up on the table and beside the bed, several experimental instruments were placed on low cabinets next to the wall, and toothbrushes and toothpaste were placed in glass beakers. There is also a diagram of human anatomy on the wall, on which the muscles and nerves are clearly visible. Now tell me that she has a skeleton hidden in her closet, and I believe it. There are a lot of things in the house, but they are very well organized. In addition to the fact that there is no taste of life, it can be said to be flawless.

Dai Haiyan is sitting on a rotating sofa chair, peeling apples with a lancet, and the peels of the apples hang down in circles, the same thickness and thinness, all the while.

"Sit down." She didn't lift her head.

But there were no other chairs in the room, so I and Yao had to find a bunch of books to put under our buttocks. She slowly peeled the apple, then cut it into three slices, handed one to each of us, and waved the lancet: "It's been sterilized." "I took the apple with Yao Ran and found that it was cut very evenly, as if it had been measured with a ruler.

Dai Haiyan threw her share into her mouth and ate it, then she lifted her glasses and said, "My address here was also told to you by Dai Hexuan, right?" ”

She used the word "also", naturally referring to the fact that Zhong Aihua also got the news from Dai Hexuan. I felt that there was nothing to hide from her, so I told the truth: "I gambled with Dai Hexuan, and I won." ”

"It's not glorious to win a charlatan." A hint of disgust flashed across Dai Haiyan's lenses, "Do you know why I hate him?" ”

"He's a liar."

"No, deceiving people is only evil, not a great sin. But the set of things he preached can only be described as stupid. In this world, it is not the wicked who are afraid, but the stupid. I still can't understand why so many people believe those lies that violate the common sense of physics and the laws of the human body, so many people worship, and even have reporters to help publicize them, and officials to help them fuel the fire. It is really sad that there are really people who believe in the existence of special functions and qigong. ”

I guess she must have to scold Dai Hexuan first, so she didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement.

Dai Haiyan's eyes suddenly became stern when she looked at me: "And Mr. Wish, you and Dai Hexuan are just a raccoon dog." ”

"Why do you say that?" I asked rhetorically, surprised.

Dai Haiyan said: "You told a stupid story, but it caused the whole country to be in an uproar and put you in a high position that is not worthy of the name." So what's the difference between you and Dai Hexuan? ”

"I don't understand."

"Don't worry. The reason why I have called you here today is to refute your so-called doubts that are full of loopholes, and let you know where you are stupid. ”

Dai Haiyan put the apple core in an enamel dish and pointed it with a lancet. I noticed that the stack of books in front of her was completely different from other technical materials, and the one at the top was "History of the Ming Dynasty" printed by Zhonghua Book Company, and the titles of the dozen or so books at the bottom were also literary and historical, with labels on the spine, which were probably all books from the collection of Fudan Library.

Next to this stack of books, there are several newspapers, the most eye-catching of which is the Capital Evening News, and the issue of my "Revealing the Secret" was published, and there are several other newspapers in the south, Hong Kong and Macao, all of which reprinted this article.

Dai Haiyan picked up the "Capital Evening News" and trembled and said: "What I want to say is your ridiculous thing." I'm a cleanliness person and can't tolerate things that are stupid or wrong. "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" happens to have a bit of a relationship with my Dai family, so when I see these fallacies, I just feel like a fish in my throat. Since you took the initiative to send it to the door, I naturally want to vomit as soon as possible! ”

This girl is very interesting, and when she sees someone saying the wrong thing, she has to stop and say it clearly. It seems that the reason why she chose me instead of Zhong Aihua is just because I am the author of "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", and there are more things worth scolding - as Dai Hexuan said, she is indeed a little weird. But in fact, it's not strange, she is just very truthful and has a persistent pursuit of the truth, which is not fundamentally different from the spirit of my five veins of "removing the false and preserving the truth", and it should be admired.

And I'm not afraid of her pointing out my mistakes. On the contrary, if she says my question and proves that she did get some news from Dai Xi, that's a good thing.

"I want to hear about it." I replied simply.

Dai Haiyan opened the newspaper: "You tell a legendary story here." Lu Wan collected "Qingming Riverside Picture", and later his nephew surnamed Wang secretly copied a fake, which was taken by Wang Chen to present to Yan's father and son. As a result, Yan Shifan's pastemaker Tom Chen discovered his falsification, resulting in Wang Chen's death. Houlufu's family road fell, and the real book also fell into Yanfu. Wang Shizhen, the son of Wang Chen, wrote "Golden Vase Plum" to poison Yan Shifan, and stole one of Yan Shifan's arms and a copy of "Qingming Riverside Map" at the funeral, and then Yan Song fell, and another "Qingming Riverside Map" was copied into the inner house. Right? ”

"That's right."

"You've never checked?"

"Why, I still did some information verification." I defend myself.

"The information you checked, is it "Hanhuaan Essays", "Selling Summer Idle Notes" and Qing Ren's "Notes on Missing Names"?"

Dai Haiyan selected three books from the stack of literature and history books and threw them in front of me. I glanced at the title of the book and was secretly surprised. These books are photocopies, and although they are not rare, they are also professional ancient books, and not everyone can find them. She is a student of biology, and she is more familiar with it than the average history student, but it is rare.

"Yes, that's the original source of the story."

Dai Haiyan couldn't help but pat the table: "Don't analyze the materials, don't make comparisons, take them all, stupid, stupid, stupid!" His eyes widened and he seemed to be very angry with me. I was a little displeased with this, so I replied softly and firmly: "You might as well tell me, what's the problem?" ”

Dai Haiyan said: "Okay! I'll tell you one by one! Let's start with the first point. In your story, Mrs. Lu's nephew surnamed Wang watched the painting in Lu's mansion, without pen and paper, only from memory, and finally transcribed a fake after several months, this is your original words, right? I nodded. Dai Haiyan said: "From the beginning, it was a big mistake! Do you think that the ancients really relied on memory to transcribe paintings? ”

"Isn't it?" I asked rhetorically.

"Of course not!" Dai Haiyan's eyes widened, "Copying paintings and copying books are two different things. Copying is a record symbol, as long as the content is correct, the handwriting form is not important; But copying is completely different, the form of the pen is the content itself, this is a kind of technical work, even if it is compared with the painting, it is difficult to do exactly the same, let alone hard memorization. A painting like "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is extremely detailed, and it is impossible to reproduce it by rote memorization. ”

"Maybe they're geniuses."

"Maybe, but I believe another explanation, you're an idiot." Dai Haiyan unceremoniously continued, "You've played with candles when you were young, haven't you? The candle oil of the candle drips onto the paper, which makes the paper transparent. The ancients used the same principle to transcribe paintings, they would first apply yellow wax to rice paper, press it with an iron bucket filled with hot water, and roll it repeatedly, so that the wax completely blended into the surface of the paper and made the paper transparent. Then the copyist will spread the transparent paper on top of the original painting, trace the lines on the transparent paper with a thin pen, and then take it away and copy it on the original painting - see? It's so hard to copy a painting, and the nephew surnamed Wang in your story wants to copy it from memory, which is a myth at all. Your whole theory, from the very beginning, is untenable! ”

When I heard this, I began to sweat slightly on my forehead. Dai Haiyan's temper was very quick, but what she said was very coherent, and I couldn't refute it.

When Dai Haiyan saw that I didn't speak, she didn't see sympathy, but her eyes were even more fierce. She took out another copy of Wang Shizhen's own "Four Manuscripts of Yizhou Shanren" from the pile of books: "You also said that Wang Shizhen poisoned Yan Shifan because his father Wang Chen was killed by Yan Song. Take a good look at what Wang Shizhen herself said. ”

I flipped it open, and there was a bookmark in it, and the page was marked with a pencil. This is what Wang Shizhen said in the first year of Longqing, when he explained the reason for his father's killing to Li Chunfang, a fellow jinshi and a cabinet scholar. Wang Shizhen said three reasons: first, because of Yang Jisheng; the second is because of Shen Lian; The third is because of Xu Jie. The first two were loyal ministers who were persecuted and died by Yan Song, and the latter was the one who overthrew Yan Song's name.

"May I ask, among the reasons listed by Wang Shizhen for the three fathers who were killed by Yan Song, which one has anything to do with "Qingming Riverside Map"?" Dai Haiyan asked.

"Uh...... Maybe it's his own reluctance to say. "I'm still trying to argue.

Dai Haiyan laughed: "Okay, you still don't give up? She threw out a few more copies of the History of the Ming Dynasty, still with bookmarks in them and lines drawn with pencils. I opened them one by one, and when I saw the biographies of Yan's father and son, the more I looked at it, the more sweat on my forehead.

Dai Haiyan was still not satisfied, she continued to ask: "Wang Chen's death, on the first day of October in the 39th year of Jiajing, Wang Shizhen carried the coffin back to his hometown of Taicang, Jiangsu, on November 27, and has been living in seclusion since then, and did not come out until the second year of Longqing. Yan Song fell in the forty-first year of Jiajing, and Yan Shifan was sent to Leizhou, and fled back to his hometown of Fenyi, Jiangxi, until he was killed in the forty-fourth year. Let me ask you, where did Wang Shizhen, who is in Jiangsu, have the opportunity to meet Yan Shifan in Jiangxi in the Beijing court? ”

I was speechless.

"As for what white-clothed scholar stole an arm and the bridge section of "Qingming Riverside Map" at the funeral, I don't bother to say. The human arm bones are very strong, in full view of everyone, Wang Shizhen can quickly cut off the corpse and leave calmly, what do you think he is? African hyenas? ”

Seeing that I was speechless, Dai Haiyan condescendingly launched the final attack: "Finally, you said that Wang Shizhen poisoned Yan Shifan with "Golden Vase Plum", but you also saw it, it is clearly written in the history of the Ming Dynasty that Yan Shifan was publicly beheaded in the forty-fourth year of Jiajing, where did the poisoning come from? Why was Wang Shizhen stealing an arm at the funeral? ”

This rebuttal smashed down, smashing a pit, only to smash my eyes with gold stars, open my mouth, and there was no room for resistance.

"Your story is full of loopholes, if you treat this as a story and write a novel, forget it. It's just that you still take the trouble to question others as historical facts, and you have caused the whole country to discuss, which is too unusual. I'm a student of biology, and I casually flipped through a few historical materials on the road, and I saw the flaws in them. How much water do you so-called professionals have in your head? ”

Otherwise, he put his hand on my shoulder and expressed great sympathy—he didn't dare to speak, for fear of provoking Dai Haiyan.

In fact, these details, as long as you check them carefully, can be revealed. But I trusted Sister Su too much, so I didn't check it out much, and I wrote it after a few books. Unexpectedly, this story can not stand up to scrutiny. At that time, I was really blinded by lard.

And these problems were pointed out by a girl who studied biology, and I was a little embarrassed.

I hung my head, my brain digesting the unexpected change. When you think about it, that's actually a good thing.

The basis for questioning "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is that Wang Shizhen avenged his father and stole the original copy from the Yan Mansion and disappeared; The forgery was copied into the inner palace and has been handed down to this day as the Forbidden City. If this story is not true, wouldn't it prove that the "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" in the Forbidden City is true?

But soon another question came to mind: I may not be able to see these flaws pointed out by Dai Haiyan, but there are no capable people in the five veins, and what knowledge does Liu Yiming have, how can he not see it? My article revealing the secret of "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" made the five veins almost fall into a catastrophe, but why didn't I see Liu Yiming or anyone else stand up to refute it? Obviously, as long as you take out a few books like Dai Haiyan, the rumors will be self-defeating?

Could it be that the hidden in the Forbidden City is simply a fake, and it is impossible to stand up and say it publicly?

Dai Haiyan said something at this time, and pulled my attention back: "If your story is not true, it does not mean that this matter is fake. ”

"What?" I'm confused.

"Although Wang Shizhen has never done anything to take revenge, he is indeed entangled with the fake of "Qingming Riverside Picture". She opened a page in the "Continuation of the Four Manuscripts of the Shanren of Yizhou", I stretched out my head to take a look, and found that Wang Shizhen specially wrote a paragraph about the "Qingming Riverside Map": "Zhang Zeduan's Qingming Riverside Map has a real fake, and the rest is allegorical. The real characters of the boat, car, bridge, road and palace are as thin as hair, and the old man is powerful, and he is the first to fall into the ink family, and he is loved by Mu Temple in Tianfu, decorated with Danqing. ”

"Moxiang" is Yan Song, and "Mu Temple" is Emperor Jiajing. The meaning of this paragraph is very clear, "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" does have a real copy and a fake, and Wang Shizhen has seen it. Among them, the original copy was first obtained by Yan Song, and then copied into Tianfu and fell into the hands of Emperor Jiajing.

It dawned on me. It seems that although the story of Wang Shizhen's revenge for her father is fake, it contains a part of the truth. "The Riverside Scene of Qingming Festival" was indeed obtained by Yan Song first, and then went to the hands of Emperor Jiajing.

I hurriedly read it again: "The fake is made by Huang Biao, a Wu person, or Yunde is the old book and deleted it, but it is not similar to the real book, and it is also self-made to read, and the lack of strength between the wrists and fingers is now at home." This volume is thought to be the old version of the selection, and it seems that there is no selection of the original version. Its clouds are not similar to the non-smoking scene, the first gesture is easy and amazing, although the small beauty rate, if it is not possible for modern people to do, cover and choose the end of the painting at the same time, the victory of each picture of the Bianhe River, and there are A and B. ”

I read slowly, my horror growing. In the story, Wang Shizhen stole the original copy from the Yan Mansion, and Emperor Jiajing took the fake copy; In this self-description, it is just the opposite, Yan Song's family confiscated the real copy, and the fake copy was in the hands of Wang Shizhen's younger brother Wang Shimao, and even the name of the counterfeiter was pointed out, called Huang Biao.

Whether it is a story or a self-narrative, the conclusion is the same for our later investigators: the real and the fake, one in the palace and the other in the people, as for which is true and which is false, it is not known - as a result, the whole investigation returned to the original point.

Dai Haiyan said: "Wang Shizhen made it very clear here that the forgery he had seen was made by Huang Biao, a Wu man. But Huang Biao didn't create it out of thin air, he didn't know how to find a work with the same theme of the same scene in the same era as Zhang Zeduan, and used it as a base to concoct a fake that was almost chaotic. ”

As she said this, there was a "click" and a thread in my head was connected.

It is no wonder that the carbon-14 dating test results of the Forbidden City and the Bairuilian are so close, because the earliest source, whether it is a genuine or a fake, is the Song Dynasty, which is the product of the same painting academy in the same period, and I am afraid that even the ink quality, silk quality and even the pen quality are almost the same.

It dawned on me. That night in the 301 Hospital, Liu Yiming said that my questioning article was full of flaws, and it turned out that the old man had already seen through the loopholes discovered by Dai Haiyan. I was not very happy at the time, thinking that since there were many loopholes, why didn't you stand up and clarify, and now, I understand why Liu Yiming has to remain silent about this flawed question.

It's easy to debunk this story, but the real history revealed in the story will only be more beneficial to Berry Lotus. Bai Ruilian probably calculated Liu Yiming's reaction, so she deliberately arranged for Sister Su to tell me such a story, and she was sure that Wumai would not stand up to refute it.

Went around in a big circle, and there was nothing new except to prove that I was a big idiot. In the end, who is true and who is fake in the Forbidden City and Bai Ruilian has not been clarified, but has become more ambiguous.

I shook my head in frustration, and suddenly thought, could Sister Su not know this? Even if she is not familiar with history, she should know the basic common sense of transcribing, so how can she tell such a contrary joke as "Wang's nephew's back painting"? Could she be through this, what message does she want to convey to Huang Kewu?

"Make a wish, don't you think you're wrong?" Dai Haiyan asked.

I saw that her face was slightly red, and there was a hidden smile in the corners of her eyes and lips, probably from the criticism of my actions. In order to make it clear a truth that has nothing to do with her, I did not hesitate to consult a lot of information and then called strangers to the dormitory director to talk, and I suddenly felt that this girl's obsession with right and wrong was a little cute.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong." I honestly admit my mistakes. Dai Haiyan nodded with satisfaction, put away the books scattered on the ground, put them back into a stack, and clasped his hands to his chest: "Okay, you can go."

I hurriedly stopped: "Wait a minute, today's topic, haven't we talked about it yet......"

Dai Haiyan's criticism just now only proves that I made a mistake, but today's main topic is a fragment of "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival". In fact, what Dai Haiyan said to me today made me feel more and more that only by finding out the remnants can we put the final word on the authenticity of this dispute.

"It's too late today, I'm going to sleep, I'll talk about it tomorrow." Dai Haiyan categorically ordered the eviction of customers.

Her tone was firm and she wouldn't allow us to say anything more, so the two of us had to get up and take our leave. After coming out of the doctor's building, I didn't say a word, but I couldn't help but say, "This woman is not simple." It can be seen that he has a deep fear of Dai Haiyan.

"You don't need to say this, I was scolded today, but you didn't say a word."

"Don't you see it yet? That girl is a sadist, she just wants to find someone to abuse her, and she's happy. Just in time for a masochist like you, made in heaven, I think you should hurry up and propose marriage. The medicine gestured to his arm and said wow.

"Don't talk nonsense." I didn't bother to argue with him.

"I'm not talking nonsense. You let her vent her joy today, and she is in a good mood, and tomorrow you will tell us about the remnants. Otherwise, he looked up at Dai Haiyan's room on the third floor.

"Don't talk as if I'm exchanging information with my body."

"Almost, almost." Otherwise, laugh.

It dawned on me that the way I spoke to the medicine was a bit like when we hadn't broken up. I was shocked and quickly reminded myself not to be fooled by his performance. This guy is the old courtier's right-hand man, and he is my enemy. Just because we're forced to join forces doesn't mean I've forgiven him.

Thinking of this, I regained my thoughts, and my face gradually cooled. Otherwise, I turned my head and said a joke, and when I saw my expression change suddenly, I was stunned at first, but then I understood, and closed my mouth with a smile.

At this time, it was already dark, and the street lamps on Linyin Road outside the doctor's building were lit up one by one. We walked less than ten meters in embarrassment, when suddenly a voice sounded in the bushes next to us: "Two of you, please stay." ”

Otherwise, his eyes were cold, his hand was directly copied into his arms, and he stepped forward to block in front of me, shouting at the darkness: "Who? The corners of my eyes twitched. I am all too familiar with this voice, I have heard someone call me Brother Xu in this voice, call me an idol, and encourage me not to give up the ideal of pursuing the truth.

Zhong Aihua walked from the shadow of the bushes to the forest, blocking our way. His appearance has not changed, but he lacks the immature enthusiasm on his face when he was in Zhengzhou, and he is a little gloomy and ruthless under the light of the street lamp.

"Brother Xu, hello - you are Mr. Yao, right?" Zhong Aihua stood firmly in the middle of the road and greeted us quietly. He still had the same face, but the stupid enthusiasm was gone, replaced by a gloomy and indifferent temperament.

"Yes, I'm just medicine. So I'm so famous? Yao Otherwise, he laughed.

"Angry grandpa, out of the five veins, a rebellious young man like you, it's hard to recognize it." Zhong Aihua said seriously, and then glanced at us, "The two of them should be enemies, why did they get together now?" ”

"This is an adult's business, don't worry about your little hairy head, go home and do your summer homework obediently!" Otherwise, the medicine unceremoniously fought back, and then put his arm on my shoulder to show that he didn't want to sow discord. I didn't say anything about it, and I didn't shy away from it.

Zhong Aihua glanced up at the third floor of the doctoral building, and his tone was a little emotional: "It seems that Teacher Dai has a very happy conversation with you." ”

Yao Ran smiled: "It's not bad, everything that should be known is known, and what shouldn't be known is also known." Someone gets up early in the morning and rushes to a late market, so they can only eat dust behind our butts. ”