After all, the library is not a place for chatting. After listening to Su Yi's words, Yang Zhengcheng thought that he had a unique perspective on history, but he did not know that the person in front of him actually lived in that era.
"If you like history, why don't we go to South Mountain Bookstore. I put some books there, and I'm going to pick them up now. Do you want to come with me?" Yang Zhengcheng is very interested in Su Yi. He just sold the bookstore to Ye Xiaxuan yesterday, and there are still many of his personal collections in the store that he has not taken away.
There were many unique unofficial histories in the collection, which were naturally impossible to sell. Those unofficial histories were difficult to verify. He also wanted to know if Su Yi had any unique views on these histories.
Su Yi smiled and said, "Okay."
He also wandered around South Mountain Bookstore last night. To be honest, many of the books in South Mountain Bookstore are quite interesting.
Yang Zhengcheng stood up happily, he vaguely felt that Su Yi would bring him a surprise.
South Mountain Bookstore, Ye Xiaxuan I've already become weak in copying books.
She started copying it last night. Although the contents of the two volumes of bamboo slips Bian Que are not too much, is it okay to read them a thousand times?
At first she thought it was nothing, but after copying it five hundred times, her hands were already sore.
However, she has a perseverant temperament and has worked hard since she was a child. She has said it a thousand times.
I have copied it eight hundred and sixty times since yesterday, and the contents on the bamboo slips are as if they are imprinted in my mind and cannot be removed.
Read it a hundred times and its meaning will appear by itself!
The reason is very simple, and she vaguely understands the intention of Su Yi.
Frequent and continuous dictation is also good for her.
The only thing that puzzled her was, wasn't she a genius?
The content of the thirteen articles Secret Art of Medicine Su Yi wrote to her was not too small, but she only read it once and it was like an enlightenment. Not only did she memorize all the contents, but she also understood all the pharmacological properties.
In terms of difficulty level, the two bamboo slips of Bian Que are also concise and concise, but even after writing them silently for more than 800 times, they still have no effect.
At this point, Ye Xiaxuan is really puzzled.
"Xiao Ye, what are you writing?"
Yang Zhengcheng walked into the bookstore and saw Ye Xiaxuan still sitting upright and writing something. At this time, there were several stacks of paper beside her, so she asked curiously.
Ye Xiaxuan slowly raised his head and saw Yang Zhengcheng and Su Yi. Then he stopped, stood up and smiled at Yang Zhengcheng, "Hello Elder Yang, I am writing the homework given by the teacher."
Yang Zhengcheng and Ye Xiaxuan were old acquaintances. He asked curiously, "Which teacher gives so many homeworks?"
Ye Xiaxuan was born in a famous family and had read Four Books and Five Classics and medical books since she was a child. Naturally, such a woman could not study normally like an ordinary student. She dropped out of school after finishing high school and stayed at home.
The teacher Ye Lin hired for Ye Xiaxuan was naturally not simple.
Ye Xiaxuan glanced at Su Yi and said with a smile, "This teacher is amazing. I did something wrong and was punished."
"It's definitely not easy to be called someone powerful by you." Yang Zhengcheng nodded and turned around to introduce, "This classmate's name is Su Yi. Let's get to know each other. Su Yi, and this one's name is Ye Xiaxuan. You young people can get to know each other."
Before Ye Xiaxuan could speak, Su Yi said, "She is my cousin!"
"..." Yang Zhengcheng's eyes widened and he looked at Su Yi, then at Ye Xiaxuan.
At this moment, he was confused.
Su Yi is the cousin of Ye Xiaxuan?
How come he doesn't know?
You must know that Su Yi came to register, but Yu Guoan said hello, and Yu Huiyin came to apply in person.
Yang Zhengcheng always thought that Su Yi was from Yu family, but he didn't expect that he was actually Ye Xiaxuan's cousin.
Then Su Yi's interpersonal relationship is a bit complicated.
"Since you all know each other, I won't introduce them." Yang Zhengcheng laughed and said, "Xiao Ye, I took away the books I put in the attic today. Su Yi, see if you like any of them, and you can keep them."
Su Yi followed Yang Zhengcheng up to the second floor. There are also bookshelves upstairs, and every book is neatly arranged. There is also an oak desk more than Zhang San meters wide, with the four treasures of the study on it.
Yang Zhengcheng took down a dozen books from the bookshelf. Those books looked very old and full of history.
"Su Yi, take a look, here are some secret histories of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties..." Yang Zhengcheng placed these ancient books on the table as if they were offering treasures, hoping Su Yi could take a look.
Su Yi picked up an ancient book written by Zhu Yuanzhang in the Ming Dynasty. The handwriting on it was quite clear and recorded the life of Zhu Yuanzhang.
Then I read some ancient books from the Tang Dynasty.
Not to mention the academic value of these ancient books, just as antiques, their value is not low, but Su Yi only briefly browsed through them.
In the eyes of others, this may be a collection of ancient books, but in his eyes, it has no meaning.
Huaxia He knew a little about the emperors of the past dynasties, but he didn't care much about them. Among them, there were only a handful of emperors and generals that he could truly appreciate.
Su Yi was flipping through the book, Yang Zhengcheng didn't say anything, but someone shouted downstairs.
"Old Yang! You came here again as expected. You didn't come today. Wang Yiping Those old guys were so quarrelsome."
In addition to a loud voice, there were also heavy footsteps coming from the stairwell.
After a moment, a white-haired old man walked up to the second floor. His name was He Jun, he was the vice president of the Historical and Cultural Research Association, and he was also an old scholar.
"Huh? Do you still have students here?" He Jun was stunned when he came up. He thought Su Yi was a student of Yang Zhengcheng.
Yang Zhengcheng said quickly, "He is not my student! Although classmate Su Yi is still in his freshman year, when it comes to historical research, I want to call him teacher."
"What did you say?" He Jun thought he heard it wrong. Yang Zhengcheng is considered a leader in the circle of historical research. Perhaps the young man who could give him a second look should be secretly happy. Now he actually said that he wanted to call this young man teacher?
Yang Zhengcheng said again, "I had thought about becoming Su Yi's teacher before, but unfortunately, he didn't accept it."
"Are you crazy?" He Jun looked at Su Yi. This young man must be in his twenties at most. How could He De allow Yang Zhengcheng to become his disciple?
And he hasn't accepted Yang Zhengcheng's apprenticeship yet?
He Jun is more willing to believe that it is Yang Zhengcheng who is the devil.
Although it is said that there is no limit to the sea of learning, and those who have mastered it are teachers, but learning is a step-by-step process, and historical and cultural research cannot be achieved overnight.
If you are only twenty years old, how much can you learn even if you start learning from your mother's womb?
Even if Su Yi is a genius, many people who have no real contact with archeology will not be able to learn it even if they want to.
"I'm not crazy! Forget it if you don't believe it." Yang Zhengcheng didn't dare to say that Su Yi translated the ancient tablet, but he also wanted to take this opportunity to praise Su Yi. What if Su Yi was happy and revealed something?