Ouyang Xiu glared at Fan Zhongyan fiercely, "I have never seen someone who openly takes advantage like you, and actually asks your grandson to call me uncle!"

Fan Ning found that since he had Fan Zhongyan, his cheap grandfather, his ability to exempt celebrities from service has improved rapidly.

Ouyang Xiu in front of him only made him feel a little excited, and then he calmed down. Compared to being excited, he felt more curious.

It turns out that this person is Ouyang Xiu, the eight great masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, looks much younger than his grandfather.

He quickly bowed and saluted, "Mr. Fan Ning greeted Senior Ouyang!"

Ouyang Xiu was a little surprised. He looked at Fan Ning deeply again, turned to Fan Zhongyan and said, "Your grandson is really smart!"

Ouyang Xiu and Fan Zhongyan are twenty years apart. They are actually close friends, and they never care about their seniority.

Fan Ning obviously saw this, so he called Ouyang Xiu a senior, and did not mention his seniority. This is called each one of them, cleverly avoiding the embarrassment caused by calling his uncle.

Fan Zhongyan said lightly: "It's enough to praise him with me. Don't worry about not being able to write any words."

Fanning's face suddenly turned red, and his old face was a little uneasy.

My grandfather was typing him! He went north for fifteen days and practiced the words on the boat for fifteen days, but his progress was not great, just a little neat.

His characters are still a thousand miles away from the word "Calligraphy", which really disappoints Fan Zhongyan.

"Let's go into the mansion to talk!"

Ouyang Xiu quickly sent Fan Zhongyan's grandparents and grandson into the mansion. Fan Zhongyan looked at the house and said, "Uncle Yong, you really should buy a house. It is not a solution to rent someone else's house like this. Otherwise, your wife will really drive you out of the house."

Ouyang Xiu sighed, "The housing prices in Beijing are so high, where can I afford it? Xiwen, if we don't mention this matter, it will affect our mood. I'll welcome you tonight, so we won't be drunk!"

Fan Ning was funny in his heart. Why did the Song Dynasty talk about housing prices just like later generations when they met? But he was also very curious about what the housing prices in Beijing are now?

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Ouyang Xiu invited Fan Zhongyan to the living room, and the two of them sat down separately. Although there were a few chairs next to them, Fan Ning still stood obediently behind Fan Zhongyan.

There was no seat in front of these two Song Dynasty bosses in front of him.

After a few greetings from the two, Fan Zhongyan took out a bag of tea and put it on the table, and smiled and pushed it to Ouyang Xiu, "Although a little local product in my hometown is not worth much money, it is expensive."

"It smells so good!"

Ouyang Xiu sniffed the fragrance of tea deeply and smiled at Fan Zhongyan, "This fragrance should be the best tribute in the ten acres of tea garden at the foot of Dongting Mountain. It can't be bought in the market. I didn't expect Xiwen to deliver it to me. Today is such a blessing!"

Fan Ning watched aside for a long time, but he could not recognize these slightly white tea cakes, which were the famous Biluochun in later generations.

At this time, two young men, one man and one woman walked past the hall. When Ouyang Xiu saw them, he waved and said, "Abu, Qian'er, you two come in!"

The two walked into the lobby quickly. In front of them was a boy, one taller than Fan Ning, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes. When he came in, he gave Ouyang Xiuxin a gift and called him Master.

Ouyang Xiu smiled and introduced the boy to Fan Zhongyan, "Xiwen, this is my little disciple Zeng Bu!"

Fan Zhongyan stroked his beard and smiled, "It turns out that heroes have been born in young people since ancient times!"

When the boy heard that the old man in front of him was Fan Zhongyan, a surprise flashed in his eyes and hurriedly bowed deeply to Fan Zhongyan, "Student Zeng Bu met Mr. Fan!"

Fan Ning thought to himself, it turned out that this young man was Zeng Bu, Zeng Gong's younger brother, Ouyang Xiu's precious apprentice would not be him!

Fan Ning was right. Zeng Bu was a famous child prodigy in the capital. He shined in the capital a few years ago. He was attracted by Ouyang Xiu and accepted it as a disciple. He had just participated in the Boys' Science Examination.

Ouyang Xiu had more than ten disciples, Zeng Bu was the youngest and the one who was most respected by Ouyang Xiu.

However, at this time Fanning's eyes were more focused on the girl. She saw her black hair combed into a double-ring bun, wearing a white embroidered robe, a red pleated long skirt underneath, and a light yellow robe on the outside, and walked into the lobby gracefully.

When the girl approached, Fan Ning's eyes suddenly lit up. He had never seen such a pretty face and such an elegant temperament.

It's like "turning around and moving forward, just like a willow shaking flowers and smiling at the beginning of the beauty."

She is about the same age as Zeng Bu, and she is also thirteen or fourteen years old, but she is extremely beautiful. She has big eyes and looks around, and her pair of beautiful contact lenses are shining like black gems.

Although the girl is underage, she has already grown up graceful and beautiful.

For a moment, Fanning was a little stunned.

This girl is named Ouyang Qian. She was born to Ouyang Xiu's third wife, Xue, and is also Ouyang Xiu's eldest daughter.

Ouyang Qian stepped forward and gave her father a gift, and Yingying gave Fan Zhongyan a blessing. Her beautiful eyes were shy and her red lips exclaimed: "Qian'er greets Uncle Fan!"

Fan Zhongyan laughed and said to Ouyang Xiu: "I haven't seen you for a few years. Qian'er has grown so big. The yellow-haired girl has become a pretty girl. Time flies so fast!"

At this time, Zeng Bu quickly glanced at Fan Ning. Seeing that he was staring at Ouyang Qian blankly, his eyes were actually light. He was really unhappy and asked with a smile: "This little brother is..."

Fan Ning's eyes immediately retracted, stepped forward and gave a tribute, and smiled faintly: "I am Fan Ning, the junior student in Wuxian County."

Ouyang Xiu laughed and said, "Abu, Fan Shaolang is the grandson of Mr. Fan. He has been deeply educated by Mr. Fan. You must ask him for advice!"

After receiving the master's hint, Zeng Bu understood it and asked with a smile: "I wonder what books Brother Fan usually reads?"

"I've hunted a lot and can't compare with Brother Zeng."

"It's okay! It's okay! Why don't we talk about it and let Brother Yu learn about the beauty in my virtuous heart."

Zeng Bu was very eager to see him. He and Ouyang Qian were in love with each other and had long fallen in love with each other. He had always longed for the consent of his master Ouyang Xiu.

But the master never made any statement. Today he met Fan Zhongyan's grandson. If he could suppress this little kid, he would earn enough face for his master.

Perhaps the master will agree to their marriage when he is happy.

Moreover, having the opportunity to perform well in front of Qian'er made Zeng Bu feel excited and looking forward to it.

Ouyang Xiu was also quite interested and stroked his beard and smiled: "Abu, don't underestimate the enemy! Fan Shaolang is a rare child prodigy."

Fan Ning was a little surprised. Is Ouyang Xiu urging him?

Fan Ning looked back at his grandfather Fan Zhongyan and solicited his opinions.

But Fan Zhongyan smiled bitterly in his heart.

This competitive Ouyang Xiu! He was just a joke just now, and he really called his precious apprentice. Didn’t he know that his grandson was only eight years old?

In fact, the fighting of literati has been a stubborn disease in the Song Dynasty. It cannot be avoided from the common people from the top to the bottom. Wherever the prosperity comes, we must compete with the other party.

Needless to say, the fighting between the party clans in the court is more elegant, such as fighting poetry, lyrics, paintings, calligraphy, couplets, and even tea, stones, and crickets.

So it is not surprising that Zeng Bu proposed to compete with Fanning at this time.

Fan Zhongyan also had great hope for Fan Ning. He wanted to see how Fan Ning handled this matter. It didn't matter if he lost, but he couldn't lose the demeanor.

He smiled and nodded, allowing Fanning to perform at will.

Fanning secretly glanced at the little beauty next to her again and saw her looking at her with a hint of contempt on her face, but when she looked at Zeng Bu, her eyes were full of admiration.

Fan Ning suddenly understood that Zeng Bu wanted to use himself as a shoe-sharp cloth to show off in front of the beauty!

This made Fan Ning a little unhappy. It doesn’t matter if you want to please the little beauty, but you can’t step on Fan Ye’s head to please the little beauty.

"I wonder what Brother Zeng wants to compete with?"

Zeng Bu thought about it and said, "I am a few years older than you. Compared with knowledge, I may be bullying the small ones. Why don't we just come and go to the endorsement."

Zeng Bu has an amazing memory and can never forget it after reading books. This is his most proud talent.

At this time, Ouyang Qian smiled and said, "Brother Zeng, I will participate too!"

"Okay! The junior sister also participated."

Zeng Bu asked Fanning again, "How do you want to compare with me?"

Fan Ning said lazily: "As the guest as you please, you will do whatever you want, I will accompany you."

At this time, Ouyang Xiu was a little embarrassed and hurriedly said, "Fan Shaolang traveled a long distance and just arrived in the capital today. He must be very tired. Let's talk about the competition another day!"
Chapter completed!