After living in the capital for five days, Fan Zhongyan was preparing to return to Dengzhou and also wanted to send Fan Ning back to Pingjiang Prefecture.

That afternoon, Fan Ning was practicing calligraphy in the room, and footsteps came from outside the door. The footsteps were a bit familiar, and it was the owner Ouyang Xiu.

He quickly put down his pen and hid what he was writing below. At this time, Ouyang Xiu appeared at the door and smiled and said, "Your grandfather happened to have something to do and can't come back for the time being. He asked someone to send me a message and ask me to take you to a banquet, and he will be there at that time."

"Thank you, senior, I can set out at any time!"

Ouyang Xiu has not had much interaction with Fanning these days, but on the first day he taught Fanning's amazing memory, which made him amazed.

In particular, Fanning revised the "Drunk Old Man's Pavilion" for him, which made him look at him with admiration and even thought of accepting disciples.

Ouyang Xiu has just entered Beijing to serve as a Hanlin bachelor's degree. He has a lot of things to do and has little time at home. However, his daughter Xiaoqian and Fan Ning have a good relationship and have praised him twice in front of him.

Ouyang Xiu thought that Fan Ning would go back tomorrow, and his grandfather Fan Zhongyan asked him to give him some advice on Fan Ning's articles and calligraphy, but he was not free, and he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

Seeing that Fan Ning seemed to be secretly covering the text of the desk, Ouyang Xiu walked up and smiled and said, "What are you writing? Show me."

Fan Ning's face turned red and had to give him a stack of words full of words. Ouyang Xiu immediately laughed. It was the "On the Party" he wrote a few years ago.

"Calligraphy has improved a bit, but it still needs to be worked hard for a long time!"

Ouyang Xiu also realized that Fan Ning's writing was a little better than the day he came, and it was more tidy. This was Fan Zhongyan's method to teach his grandson. He wrote it neatly first and then slowly.

In fact, this method is also good, but it works slowly and you can't be impatient.

Fanning nodded, "Grandfather said that without ten years of hard practice, the younger generation's words will never be seen."

"Your grandfather is too exaggerated. In my opinion, if you practice for three or four years, you can get your handwriting out, but it will take at least ten years to call it "calligraphy" by your grandfather."

"Young people will persevere, thank you for your encouragement."

Ouyang Xiu turned over another article, and he pointed to the half of the words on the paper and asked with a smile: "Is this what you wrote?"

Fanning was a little embarrassed, he only wrote a word card and a sentence.

He used Ouyang Xiu's works to practice calligraphy. In addition to "On the Party" and "The Drunken Old Man's Pavilion", he also used "Langtaosha", and he just wrote one of them.

The poem he wanted to write was actually the work of the old age of the senior Ouyang in front of him.

‘The weeping willows are purple roads in the east of Luoyang.

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When Ouyang Xiu read "Whipped Willows and Purple Roads in Luoyang East", he was faintly touched, and he seemed to have returned to his life when he was in Luoyang with a group of friends.

He sorted out his emotions and asked with a smile: "You probably haven't been to Luoyang, how could you write about Luoyang?"

Fan Ning bowed and said, "I have never been to Luoyang. This is not about writing about my juniors, but about my seniors. I have been reading my seniors' masterpieces these two days. I feel that my senior missed my youthful life very much, so I want to imitate my senior's style. Unfortunately, my talent is a little bit uninformed and cannot imitate it."

Ouyang Xiu touched his head and was quite moved. This child was not only extremely smart, but also had a kind heart, which was a gold-like character.

This sentence of the weeping willows and purple road in Luoyang East also opened up his thoughts. His thoughts came out and he picked up his pen to write the whole book.

‘Wish the wine to the east wind and be calm together. The weeping willows and purple roads in the east of Luoyang, always traveling with flowers together.

The gathering and separation are so painful, and this hatred is endless. This year's flowers are better than last year, but unfortunately the flowers are better next year. Who do you know to be with?’

He handed the poem to Fanning and smiled gently, "I'll give this poem to you."

"Thank you senior!"

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Today is September 18th, with autumn rain falling in the sky, and a ox cart slowly sailing in the drizzle and slanting wind.

The banquet that Fan Ning is going to attend today was the 60th birthday party of his grandfather Fan Zhongyan, the Privy Councilor Pang Ji. Pang Ji was appointed as prime minister and had a deep connection in the court, so there were endless officials coming to celebrate his birthday, and many people came from other places.

Ouyang Xiu brought Fan Ning and his student Zeng Bu to Pang Mansion on a ox cart. The door was full of various carts and ox carts. Pang Ji personally led his two sons to welcome guests at the door.

Perhaps because Ouyang Qian said good things to Fanning, Zeng Bu's slight dissatisfaction with Fanning disappeared, and he talked and laughed with Fanning along the way.

"You two follow me, don't get lost!"

Ouyang Xiu greeted the two of them, and they hurriedly followed. Although Fan Ning was mature in his mind, he had no choice but to have short legs and small hands, and was still a childlike body. He had to trot with Zeng Bu and follow Ouyang Xiu, who was striding in big strides.

Since Ouyang Xiu's "The Drunken Old Man's Pavilion" was officially released a few days ago, he immediately caused a sensation in the capital and his reputation reached a peak. There were already signs of a leader in the literary world of the Song Dynasty.

He greeted people all the way, and soon came to the gate. Pang Ji had seen him and quickly said to everyone with a smile: "The Drunken Man is here, everyone should put away the wine!"

Everyone laughed loudly, Ouyang Xiu and Pang Ji exchanged greetings, and then brought Fan Ning and Zeng Bula to salute. Pang Ji laughed and said, "Xiao Zeng is here too, your brother is inside, and you are with Sima Guang."

His eyes turned to Fanning again, feeling a little bit scary, so he asked with a smile: "Uncle Yong, is this your nephew?"

Ouyang Xiu smiled slightly, "It's Xiwen's grandson. This time I brought him from my hometown, an amazing child prodigy!"

Pang Ji was surprised and happy, and smiled at Fan Ning and said, "It turns out that you are Lao Fan's grandson. I have been called into my ears these two days."

Fanning quickly bowed and said, "Grandfather loves his grandson, and most of them have exaggerated words. The younger generation is very ordinary. Old husbands must not be arrogant to Fanning."

"Who said you are very ordinary!"

A voice suddenly came from behind. Everyone turned around, but Wang Anshi walked forward, and saw that his eyes were red and his cheeks were slightly cleared."

He walked up to Fan Ning and bowed deeply, "Your words made Wang Anshi better than to read ten years of books. Please accept my gift."

Fanning smiled faintly, "I just ask if you can accept it?"

Wang Anshi nodded, "I think it makes sense. I am willing to spend another ten years to practice and understand!"

Everyone was surprised. Wang Anshi was a rookie who has become famous in recent years and is recognized as having outstanding talents. He actually saluted an eight-year-old boy and said he was taught, which really shocked everyone.

Everyone asked Wang Anshi that Ouyang Xiu was demoted because he supported Fan Zhongyan's new policy, while Pang Ji was more sympathetic to Fan Zhongyan, and he was basically not a conservative.

Wang Anshi pulled the two of them aside and simply told them Fanning's theory of dividing cakes. Ouyang Xiu couldn't speak for a long time, and he had an enlightenment like a sudden enlightenment.

Pang Ji slapped his face, "This child can see through it! We have lived in vain for decades, but we are not as good as a child."

After saying that, Pang Ji sighed again, "Xiwen has such a grandson, so he has a successor!"

Fanning scratched his head and praised too much, and he couldn't hold on his face.

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After entering Pang Mansion, Ouyang Xiu went for a social event by himself and threw Fan Ning to Zeng Bu. The mansion was filled with people, and there were guests who were worshiping their birthdays everywhere.

Zeng Bu took Fanning to a place with few people and smiled and said, "Why don't we have another competition!"

"What do Abu wants to compete with?" Fanning smiled.

"A few of us brothers like to play the continuation of the poem at home. I will say the previous sentence, and you will follow the last word for the next sentence."

Fan Ning was so energetic that he liked it, as long as he didn't let him write poetry.

"Then start! You say the first sentence."

Zeng Bu thought for a while and said, "Grape wine luminous cup!"

This is a bit difficult. Zeng Bu made a deviant question at the beginning. Zeng Bu was proud of his heart. This sentence made him stump his elder brother.

Fan Ning thought for a while, then suddenly blurted out, "The cup is deep and fragrant with fragrant wine!"

"Okay!" Someone cheered behind him.

The two were startled and looked back and saw an official in his fifties standing behind him. He had dark skin, slightly fat body, eyebrows like swords, and his eyes were extremely sharp, like an eagle, and could see through people's hearts.

Fan Ning didn't know this person, but Zeng Bu knew him, so he quickly saluted, "My younger generation Zeng Bu met Bao Gong!"

Fanning was shocked. Is this black-faced official with sharp eyes Bao Zheng?

He quickly looked at Bao Zheng's forehead, and there was nothing on it.

Bao Zheng smiled and said, "I just met Lao Fan. He said that his prodigy grandson is here. I guess this Xiao Fan is you!"

Fan Ning was speechless. Why did my grandfather spread it everywhere? Isn’t this putting himself on the fire? If everyone came to teach himself, would he still have to live?

In fact, Fan Zhongyan worked hard. He was using his resources to pave the way for Fan Ning! In the Song Dynasty, reputation was the most important, and reputation should be started from childhood. For example, Yan Shu was famous all over the world since childhood and naturally became the prime minister after becoming an adult.

This is the real purpose of Fan Zhongyan taking Fan Ning to Beijing. He is old and must pave the way for Fan Ning when he has some reputation and connections, and he will rely on himself to fight in the future.

Bao Zheng looked at Zeng Bu again, "You made a cup, it seemed difficult, but someone returned it to me. What should you do?"

Zeng Bu had to smile bitterly. He thought Fanning would take "Don't stop the cup", but unexpectedly Fanning counterattacked him with a more unusual word, which was called shooting himself in the foot.

"I lost this game!" Zeng Bu couldn't help but admit defeat.
Chapter completed!