Several old men were stunned and then applauded, "Okay! Good name!"

An old man stood up and asked with a smile: "Who is it?"

The young scholar hurriedly said, "It's Fan Shaolang that Zhao Xuezheng is looking for."

The academician Zhao Xiuwen, who was sitting opposite, laughed and said, "It turns out it's Fan Shaolang, please come in!"

Fan Ning walked in and saw five old men sitting at a large table. He only knew the examiner Zhao Xiuwen, and he didn't know the other four.

However, these old men were dressed in exquisite clothes, either wearing wool-purple shirts, fox fur vests, or in fine-textured robes. Each of them wore leather belts and were covered with a wide range of gadgets. Judging from their extraordinary appearance, they should be famous gentry in the town.

Fan Ning bowed to everyone, "My junior Fan Ning, I'll give you a greeting to you seniors!"

Little luoli ran to a fat old man and sat down, shook his arm, "Grandpa, this little brat I met in the capital!"

The fat old man loved to hold the little granddaughter's hand and whispered: "What's wrong with every family?"

Little luoli still pouted and said, "I'm going to say that he guessed all the riddles and left no one to others!"

Fan Ning only felt three black lines appearing on his forehead. How could this little girl still remember this?

Everyone laughed. At this moment, the old man with a burnt face just now asked, "Bi Luochun is such a good name! Why did you think of this name?"

Fan Ning smiled and said, "When the new tea was first picked, it was as green as jade, and its shape was curled like a snail. It was the third spring, and it was also produced at the Biluo Peak of Dongshan. It was very consistent with the place name and color and shape, and it was more elegant. I wonder what you predecessors think?"

"Well said!"

The old man with burnt face slapped the table and praised: "This is in line with the elegant rhyme of our Pingjiang Mansion. It is ten times better than the new blood tea. I suggest using this name."

Everyone stroked their beards and nodded, praising the good name.

Xiaoluoli's grandfather said to Zhao Xiuwen: "Since everyone has decided to use this name, please ask Brother Zhao on the official side."

"No problem, I'll go back and talk to County Magistrate Li."

The old man gave Fan Ning a thumbs up, "Zhao Xuezheng praised you as a child prodigy. At first I didn't believe it, but now I believe it."

Zhao Xiuwen smiled at Fan Ning and pointed to the old man with a burnt face and said, "This old man is the owner of Yanying School. You can call him Master Liu."

Fan Ning felt ashamed. It turned out that the old man was the owner of Yanying School. He hurriedly bowed and said, "The student was rude just now!"

Zhao Xiuwen smiled and said, "You don't have to rush to please him now. I'm here to give you a chance. The affiliated school of the county school is also recruiting students. Are you interested?"

Master Liu suddenly became anxious: "Old Zhao, he is a disciple of our school. You actually poach people in front of me. This is too much!"

"Now isn't it!"

Zhao Xiuwen smiled, "I'm just here to take the Yanying School, maybe they want to study in the county?"

Fan Ning was a little embarrassed. It was certainly good to choose Yanqing School, but he heard from his father that the affiliated school of the county school could be directly promoted to the county school in five years, which is also the famous school that everyone dreams of.

Although my father always wanted him to attend Yanying School, it was too expensive to study in private schools.

After hesitating for a moment, he replied tactfully: "I need to go home and discuss with my parents."

"No need to discuss!"

Master Liu immediately made a decision, "I will study in Yanying School. If you have any difficulties, I will help you solve them."

Zhao Xiuwen was also a little hesitant. Of course, he didn't want to turn against his old friend about this trivial matter, so he raised it in a half-joking way in front of Master Liu.

"Come on! Come on! Shaolang has a cup of tea."

"I still have something to do, so I won't bother you seniors."

Fan Ning bowed and said goodbye. Little Luoli's grandfather stroked his beard and smiled: "It's rare that Fan Shaolang has named such a good tea name. How can we not reward him?"

Everyone agreed with the proposal. Yuanzhu Liu thought about it, took off a purple agate gourd from his belt, and smiled at everyone, "I like this kid, you can do whatever you want!"

Everyone was secretly amused. In order to win over this young man, Master Liu was really willing to invest a lot of money!

Zhao Xiuwen smiled and said, "Our iron rooster has plucked all its tail hair this time."

Everyone laughed, but Master Liu was not angry and smiled and handed Fan Ning the purple agate gourd.

"In the future, people will know that it is related to Yanying School when talking about Biluochun. With this, this purple agate gourd will be given to you."

Fanning knew that the purple agate gourd must be valuable, so he waved his hand quickly, "I have received my wish, but I really can't ask for this gourd."

Little luoli curled her lips next to her, and her voice was extremely low: "Pretty!"

Master Liu forced the gourd to him, "I must, don't want me to be angry."

Fanning had to thank him for taking the gourd. Zhao Xiuwen wiped a topaz ring from his finger and handed it to Fanning, "This ring was given to me by a student who passed the Jinshi exam. I wish you can pass the Jinshi exam in the future."

"Thank you, Mr.!" Fanning took the ring.

The other two old men each took a jade pendant and gave it to Fan Ning, and smiled and said, "A little bit of your heart, Fan Shaolang, please accept it."

"Thank you two seniors!"

Little Luoli's grandfather thought for a long time and took out a folding fan with a red sandalwood fan from his arms. Little Luoli was immediately anxious, "Grandpa, please change something else! Or give him my short sword."

"nonsense!"

Little Luoli's grandfather seemed a little reluctant to fold the fan, but after thinking about it, he still handed the fan to Fanning.

"This fan is my beloved thing. Thank you Fan Shaolang for taking care of my baby granddaughter in the capital. I'll give this fan to you. Let's make a relationship."

Fanning felt that little luoli stared at him like a little wolf. As long as she dared to take the fan, she would rush up and take a bite.

Of course Fanning didn't want it either, but the old man had already said that it would be a bit of a shame if he didn't accept it himself.

He had to accept it with great gratitude, but pretended not to see the little luoli crying.

"Fanning is grateful for the kindness of all the old seniors, and remembers it in his heart. He will not disturb everyone's tea. Fanning said goodbye."

Fan Ning thanked him repeatedly, and slowly retreated with a bunch of prizes.

Little luoli's mouth was almost pouting, and the folding fan she had long loved was given to this brat by her grandfather.

Fanning walked out of the room and jumped up with joy. He made a fortune today. These things were worth at least hundreds of taels of silver after they were sold.

"Look at your unpromising look!"

Little Luoli's sarcastic voice came from behind, "I'll give you a hundred taels of silver, you can sell it to me!"

Fanning immediately straightened his waist, turned around slowly, and said with a righteous look on his face: "This is all the wishes of my seniors who encourage me, my juniors. How could I sell it casually?"

"Stop pretending! You jumped up with joy just now, and you must be shouting in your heart, 'Get rich!' Right? In the capital, I knew you were greedy for money and would not even let go of five cents."

Fanning's old lady was exposed, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and glared at her, "Whatever you think!"

Fanning turned and walked downstairs.

Little luoli walked to the stairs, but said calmly: "I will offer the folding fan for fifty taels of silver. When you figure it out, you can get the deal at any time!"

Fanning slipped under her feet and almost fell downstairs. Be good, she offered to pay 50 taels of silver with a folding fan. He wanted to shout, 'I'll figure it out now.'

But what should I do if I am faced? Fan Ning really couldn't help but lose this face.

He smiled, "Can I be moved by just fifty taels of silver? You underestimate me too much, goodbye!"

He waved his hand casually, but left with a loss.

Little luoli stomped her feet in anger and gritted her teeth and said, "I don't believe you are not moved. You must hand over that fan to me sooner or later!"

When he walked out of the restaurant, Fanning was a little curious about the folding fan being worth fifty taels of silver.

He slowly unfolded the folding fan and laughed. No wonder the little luoli grandfather took it seriously. It turned out to be a poem written by Fan Zhongyan:

People come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of perch.

Look at a boat, and it is in trouble.

There is also a line of characters engraved at the bottom of the fan handle, hidden by Zhu Yuanfu, Wujiang.

This Zhu Yuanfu should be the grandfather of Xiaoluoli. Fan Ning felt aroused in his heart. It turned out that this little luoli's surname was Zhu and was from Wujiang.

This folding fan written by Fan Zhongyan himself is worth at least a thousand gold. Xiaoluoli actually only offered to pay 50 taels of silver and regarded himself as a sucker.

"Ning'er!" My father's shout came from afar.
Chapter completed!