Great Song Super Scholar

Chapter 31
The results that made the students worry all night finally came out.

In the early morning, Dean Liu walked into the classroom with a stack of test papers in his arms. He put the test papers on the table and said with a smile, "I think many students didn't sleep well last night!"

There was no laughter in the classroom, and the atmosphere became more tense.

Fan Ning glanced at Ju Pei beside her, and saw that she straightened her waist and stared at the paper on the table without blinking.

Director Liu said again: "Let's talk about the top three prizes first! No. 1 is a copybook by a famous artist, No. 2 I reward him with a fine green inkstone, and No. 3 is a good wolf pen."

Dean Liu is also taking calligraphy classes in the school, so his prizes are naturally related to calligraphy.

"Okay, let's talk about yesterday's exam. Generally speaking, I didn't let me down too much. Although most of the students didn't finish it, which was within my expectation, but at least half of them wrote eight essays silently. And there are very few mistakes, which is great!"

After a pause, Dean Liu continued: "Everyone knows my scoring criteria, one is based on familiarity with "The Analects of Confucius", and the second is based on calligraphy..."

Fan Ning's heart sank. If he wanted to read calligraphy, he might not be able to enter the top three this time.

At this time, the teaching assistant had already handed out the test papers, and Fan Ning glanced at his own score. The score was top, which was the highest score, and he felt a little relieved.

The scoring standard of the Song Dynasty examination was the same as that of the imperial examination, which was divided into six levels: "upper upper, upper middle, upper lower, middle upper, middle lower, lower lower".

Each level is further divided into first class and second class. Fan Ning’s scroll foot has a letter B marked on it, and his score is the upper class B. Obviously, he lost points for his calligraphy, but this is not a calligraphy test. Calligraphy accounts for points. The value is not big, so Fanning's final score is still quite high.

"This time No.3 is Liu Kang. He silently wrote eight articles, but the eight articles have good characters and good calligraphy. His score is in the middle class."

All the students applauded and congratulated, Fan Ning looked back, Liu Kang blushed with excitement, scratched his head and laughed.

"No.2 this time is Fan Ning, all ten articles are correct, every word is correct, and the score is in the second class."

There was a lot of whispering in the class, Fan Ning did not get the first place, although the director didn't say it, but everyone knew that Fan Ning must have lost points in calligraphy.

Fan Ning stared at his paper, and the lack of calligraphy stung him again.

Zhu Pei's face turned serious, and he pursed his lips tightly.

Dean Liu glanced at her, and said slowly: "No.1 is Zhu Pei, all ten articles are correct, every word is good, calligraphy is excellent, and the score is top-ranking."

There was a burst of warm applause in the classroom, Zhu Pei heaved a long sigh of relief, smiled like a flower for a moment, and glanced triumphantly at Fan Ning.

Fanning smiled, "Congratulations!"

"well enough!"

Zhu Pei felt refreshed all over, and finally suppressed Fan Daidai beside him.

"However, this kind of competition will not be taken seriously in this office, it is meaningless."

The teaching assistant placed the prize on the three-person table. Fan Ning was a green inkstone worth a hundred dollars.

Although it is far inferior to the Duan inkstone that Ouyang Qian gave her, it is much better than the old stone inkstone that costs a few pennies that he is using now.

Zhu Pei flipped through the copybook and threw it to Fan Ning casually, "This kind of copybook is not rare in the office, so I gave it to you."

Fan Ning glanced at it. It was "Liu Gongquan Stele Collection". He had read it in the bookstore in the town, and it was priced at 150 yuan.

"This copybook is good, why not?"

"Hmph! Country kids don't know much. I'll show you what a good copybook is."

Fan Ning raised his eyebrows, "Then I want to see it."

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Until the end of school at noon, Liu Kang was still immersed in the excitement of No.3.

"I won the ranking in the first exam, my father will definitely reward me well today."

Fanning smiled and said, "Are you going home today?"

Liu Kang gave him a strange look, "Don't you know that today is a holiday?"

Fanning was taken aback, "I've only been to school for four days, and I'm going on vacation?"

"That's because you came in from another class. We've all been in school for nine days."

Schools in the Song Dynasty implemented a ten-day holiday system, with one day off every ten days. In addition, there were various statutory festivals, such as Yuanri, Shangyuan, Hanshi, Tianqing, and Winter Solstice. These five major festivals would have a seven-day holiday.

Not long after Fan Ning entered school, he didn't care about holidays. He didn't expect that the first holiday would come after only four days of school.

"Then when is school over?"

"Of course, it's the same as usual. You can go home after practicing calligraphy in the afternoon."

Perhaps because of the end of the ten-day period, today's dishes were not bad. Fan Ning took a steamed crab, a plate of dried bamboo shoots and steamed bacon, a plate of fried vegetables, and a bowl of egg soup, two meat buns and a bowl of meat. rice.

Fan Ning returned to his seat and sat down. Liu Kang whispered to him, "Be careful of Fan Jiang, he hates you very much."

"why?"

"He scored in the middle and lower class today, the last one. Dean Liu called him in and scolded him severely, as if to compare you, saying that you are both surnamed Fan, but he is not even half as good as you. "

"That's what he asked for, what has it to do with me?"

Fan Ning glanced at Fan Jiang, and saw that he was staring at him with anger on his face.

"Let's eat quickly. After dinner, I have to ask someone to bring a message to my dad. He doesn't know that I have a holiday today."

Fanning twisted off a crab claw and began to chew.

At this time, a sinister and sarcastic voice came from behind, "A poor ghost is a poor ghost, two rags are sitting together."

Almost all the children in the school were from well-to-do families, and their clothes were either silk or satin, except for Fan Ning and Liu Kang who wore fine linen gowns.

Liu Kang's family was not bad either. Her mother made him some satin dresses, but he also wore a sackcloth to accompany Fan Ning.

Especially now that the weather is getting colder and the gap between the rich and the poor is more obvious, almost all the students put on fur jackets. Fan Ning didn't have a fur jacket, so he had to wear three pieces of clothes to keep out the cold.

Fan Ning's face sank, and he ignored Fan Jiang behind him.

"Fan Ning, I guess your mother is so poor that she has never even seen silk, she married in linen."

Fan Ning picked up the soup bowl on the table and threw it with his backhand. Fan Jiang was caught off guard and was splashed all over his face.

He was so embarrassed that he roared angrily, "Fanning, you bastard!"

"boom!"

Fan Ning slapped the table, stood up and stared at him and said, "Fight if you can, follow me outside and see how I deal with you!"

He picked up the long-handled iron ladle from the soup basin, "You're a bastard who doesn't dare to come!" Fan Ning left a sentence, and strode out.

There was no sound in the dining hall, and everyone's eyes were on Fan Jiang. Fan Jiang felt guilty, but still insisted: "Who is he, my father can crush him to death with one finger!"

"Let's go!" He took his two younger brothers and slipped away through the side door.

There was a burst of laughter in the dining hall.

Fan Ning walked out of the school gate, he looked at the gray sky and let out a long breath.

He no longer cared about Fan Jiang calling his grandfather's name directly, but Fan Jiang's rude words today, actually insulting his mother, is tolerable or unbearable.

Although they are of the same race, they are more hateful than outsiders.

At this moment, Liu Kang ran out, "Fan Ning!"

"Why isn't that bastard here yet?"

"He's just a jerk and slipped out the back door."

Fan Ning snorted heavily, "This matter is not over, I will deal with him after school!"

"Forget it, you have already taught him a lesson by splashing him in the face, so go back! The chef is looking for spoons everywhere!"

Insulting his mother, how could Fanning forget it, he handed him the spoon, "I'm going to the pier, and I'll be right back."

"Watch out for yourself!"

Fanning nodded and walked quickly towards the pier.

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(End of this chapter)