Great Song Super Scholar

Chapter 13 Leaving Beijing and Returning Home
At night, Fanning packed his belongings alone in his room, and he will leave early tomorrow morning.

He didn't have many things when he came, only two changes of clothes and two hundred Wen, but when he returned, he had an extra big bamboo box.

The box was full of various items, including gifts he bought for his parents, but more gifts from Ouyang's family, including a fine silk silk, which was specially given to his mother by Mrs. Ouyang.

At this time, there was a rhythmic knock on the door behind him, and Fan Ning smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoqian, come in!"

The door opened, and Ouyang Qian walked in. She has been teaching Fan Ning how to practice calligraphy these days, and Fan Ning has made great progress. Although he is still far from the word "calligraphy", at least he can barely meet people.

"Give you!"

Ouyang Qian handed him a box, "My gift to you is a Duan inkstone. My father gave it to me when I was 12 years old. I have been reluctant to use it. Give it to you!"

"Thank you, Miss Xiaoqian!"

Fan Ning took the box, but found that Ouyang Qian's eyes were red, as if she had cried a lot, he was immediately moved, he couldn't see it!It's only been a few days, and Miss Xiaoqian's feelings for her have grown so deep.

Ouyang Qian's eyes were red again, she wiped her tears and said, "Abu is leaving tonight!"

Fan Ning twitched the corner of his mouth, it turned out that he was being passionate.

"What's up with him?"

"He received the bad news in the afternoon that his father had passed away, so he and his elder brother rushed back to their hometown overnight."

"Just go! It's not like he won't come back."

"But... but three years of filial piety!" Ouyang Qian threw herself on the table and began to cry.

I see!Fan Ning secretly rejoiced, that is not his chance.

Pooh!Taking advantage of others' danger is too much.

Fan Ning quickly put away the smile on his face, he thought for a while and said, "Sister Xiaoqian, let me give you two poems!"

"What poem?" Ouyang Qian raised her head, looking at Fan Ning with tears in her eyes.

"If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the same day and night."

Fan Ning originally wanted to write down the entire "Magpie Bridge Immortal", but felt a little pity, such a beautiful word, he should leave it to his real wife!Give it to Ouyang Qian, she will probably write to Zeng Bu tonight.

"Xiao Ning, thank you! You will write to me when you go back."

"Good! I write one every day."

'puff! ’ With a sound, Ouyang Qian smiled through tears, and quickly waved her hands and said: "You don't need to write so often, one or two months is enough."

Fan Ning took out the rouge and perfume bought for his mother from the box, and handed them to Ouyang Qian, "I gave this to you."

"No! No! No!"

Ouyang Qian quickly declined, "You bought this for my mother, I can't take it, and besides, you've already bought it for me."

Ouyang Qian was determined not to, but Fan Ning had no choice but to sigh in his heart, "Forget it, I'll give it to you!" '

He sat down, spread out a piece of paper, picked up a pen and wrote down the whole "Magpie Bridge Immortal".

Xianyun is clever, Feixing spreads hatred, and Yinhan looms dark.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win, and there are countless people in the world.

The tenderness is like water, and the good times are like dreams.

If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be there, day and night.

Fan Ning handed the paper to Ouyang Qian, "Sister Xiaoqian, I gave it to you."

Ouyang Qian took the paper and read it again, her pretty eyes widened suddenly, and she asked in disbelief, "Xiao Ning, did you write this?"

Fan Ning grinned, "If Sister Xiaoqian can't find the author, then it's me who wrote it."

Ouyang Qian read it a few more times, and her beautiful eyes like a deep pool became hazy, and she sighed softly in her heart, "Tenderness is like water, and the wedding is like a dream. It's so beautiful!" '

At this time, she realized something, her pretty face suddenly flushed, she glanced at Fan Ning, and whispered: "Thank you for the words you gave me, I like them very much!"

"Sister Xiaoqian just likes it, otherwise, you can teach me to practice a few more lines!"

Ouyang Qian nodded happily, "Okay! I'll teach you another twenty words today."

Fan Ning hurried to get the copybook, but Ouyang Qian quietly folded the paper and put it away carefully.

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Early the next morning, Fan Zhongyan took Fan Ning to leave the capital and return to Pingjiang Mansion. Ouyang Xiu, Wang Anshi, Bao Zheng and others went to the pier to see off their grandparents and grandchildren. In addition, Yin Zhu was seriously ill, so he also followed Fan Zhongyan to Dengzhou to recuperate.

Ouyang Xiu was especially reluctant to give up on Fan Ning, he took out a book and gave it to Fan Ning.

"This is my early anthology. I will leave it as a souvenir for you. If you don't understand anything about learning, you can write to ask at any time. The copybook below is given to you by Qianer. She wants you to practice calligraphy hard."

"Thank you senior for your great love. The younger generation will remember your care for me. I will also thank Sister Qian for me. I will write a letter to report to her!"

Ouyang Xiu said with a smile: "I'm not saying goodbye to you forever. When you come to Beijing in a few years, I will teach you to read well. If you can't carve a jade, you can't make it. I must carve this beautiful jade of yours."

"The boy will disappoint the seniors."

Ouyang Xiu laughed loudly, "Okay! If your calligraphy doesn't improve, I'll be really disappointed."

At this moment, Wang Anshi pulled Fan Ning aside, and said in a low voice, "I'm quite confused, when will my brother give me some advice?"

Fan Ning smiled slightly, "I will write to my brother, if you are free, you can come to me anytime!"

Wang Anshi was overjoyed, "Then look forward to seeing you again!"

Fan Ning took out a thick letter and handed it to Wang Anshi, "I've sorted out what I said that day, brother, you can think about it carefully."

"I must read it carefully!"

"Ah Ning, it's getting late, we should set off!" Fan Zhongyan shouted in the distance.

"Here we come!" Fan Ning waved to Wang Anshi, turned around and ran towards the pier.

Fan Zhongyan saluted everyone and took Fan Ning on board. At this moment, Bao Zheng stepped forward and patted Fan Ning on the shoulder, "Xiao Fan, take care!"

Fan Ning smiled and said, "Old Bao, you have to take care too!"

Everyone laughed. Amidst the laughter, the passenger ship left the Bianhe wharf and headed south.

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Fan Zhongyan brought Fan Ning to Beijing this time, not only teaching him calligraphy, but also devoted himself to pointing out his literary talents. After 20 days of understanding, Fan Zhongyan has gradually grasped Fan Ning's context.

Although Fan Ning is a genius, he has a super memory and insight beyond ordinary people, and he can write rare masterpieces from time to time.

But his foundation is very weak. Not only is his calligraphy poor, but he also basically has no entry in the more important Confucian classics. It can be said that he knows nothing. This just shows that he lacks a systematic education.

It is for this reason that Fan Zhongyan decided to let him go back to his hometown to study and lay the foundation step by step.

That afternoon, when the passenger ship arrived at Jiangning Mansion, Fan Zhongyan called Fan Ning over and said to him, "I planned to send you back to Pingjiang Mansion, and then I would turn back, but Yin Gong's health was getting worse and worse, and I was worried that he would not be able to hold on anymore. , I have to rush to Xiangyang now, so the following journey can only be done by yourself."

Fanning nodded, "I don't care!"

"You are familiar with this boatman. He will take you home. Besides, I have a few words to tell you."

Fan Zhongyan thought for a while and said: "This time when you enter Beijing, as you said before, the vision determines the pattern. I believe that you have opened your eyes and naturally have a pattern in your chest. I don't need to tell you the following road, you also know how to go."

"Grandson understands!"

Fan Zhongyan nodded, and then said slowly: "Farewell Grandpa, I will give you another word. There is a saying in the Book of Changes: Complacency leads to defeat, self-respect leads to foolishness. Only the foolish will live in the glory of the past, but the wise will face the future and walk well. Every step of the way, do you understand what I mean?"

Fan Ning nodded solemnly, "Grandpa taught, grandson has remembered!"

"Okay, I'm going to change boats and go, I wish you a smooth journey."

Fan Ning no longer has the heart to joke. He thinks of his grandfather's love for him and his earnest teachings, and thinks that he is in his dying years. I don't know if we will see each other again after leaving?
His eyes turned red, and he knelt down and kowtowed three times, his voice choked up, "Grandson wishes Grandpa good health and a long life!"

"Idiot! Idiot!"

Fan Zhongyan stroked his head affectionately, and sighed softly, "God really did not cut off my hope, Fan Zhongyan!"

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Fan Zhongyan finally changed boats and left. Fan Ning stood at the bow of the boat and watched his grandfather's boat gradually go away on the river. He suddenly felt that everything became unreal. The past month or so seemed to be just a dream.

"Little official, is the capital fun?" The boatman asked with a smile while rocking the boat.

Fan Ning smiled slightly, "I ate a lot, set off firecrackers, fought and played with the children in the capital every day, and had a great time."

The boatman laughed loudly, "My grandson came here in the same way when he went to the capital, kid! It's all like this, and it's the happiest time. You'll be troubled when you grow up!"

Fan Ning saluted with fists in his hands, "Thank you for your teaching, Uncle!"

He turned around and walked into the cabin, opened his schoolbag and began to practice calligraphy.

(End of this chapter)