Great Song Super Scholar

Chapter 32

Although today is a holiday at the end of the ten-day period, the calligraphy class in the afternoon will still be held, and school will be officially dismissed in the afternoon.

There is a calligraphy class every afternoon, which is actually a self-study class. The professor doesn't care, and the students arrange the learning content by themselves.

Fan Ning sat down in his seat, only to find that Fan Jiang, who was two rows behind, had already arrived first, his eyes rolled around as if nothing had happened, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Fan Ning snorted coldly in his heart, if he doesn't clean up this Fan Jiang properly today, he doesn't know how arrogant he will become in the future?

Let him be proud for an afternoon first.

Fan Ning spread the paper, opened Liu Gongquan's inscription, and was about to start practicing calligraphy. He found that the little loli Zhu Pei was his strong opponent. Maybe No. 1 would be taken away by Zhu Pei in the end-of-year exam.

I must make up for the shortcomings of calligraphy as soon as possible.

He has also read Zhu Pei's papers, and the script is indeed beautiful, elegant and smooth, with a touch of calligraphy, which is much better than his own.

Score on the first class, the name deserves it.

If it's a calligraphy test, I'm afraid my score will be below average.

As soon as Fan Ning wrote two lines, he smelled a faint fragrance. When he looked up, he saw Zhu Pei walking past his desk with his head held high, and sat down on the other side.

Fanning froze for a moment, "Why are you here?"

Zhu Pei won't come in the afternoon, what happened to her today?

"Strange, can't I come?" Zhu Pei gave him a cold look.

"nothing?"

Fanning bowed his head and continued to write.

Jupe bit his lip, took out a scroll of manuscripts from his book bag and put it on the table.

"Let you see what a real copybook is!"

Fan Ning immediately became interested, and quickly took it, and his eyes suddenly lit up. It was not a printed copybook, but the original manuscript.

The manuscript was bound with thread, and the cover said "Pingjiang Collection", signed by Ding Wei.

Of course Fan Ning knew Ding Wei, the prime minister of Song Zhenzong's era, a native of Changzhou County, Pingjiang Prefecture, and a local township party. Fan Ning looked through it. This is his manuscript of a collection of poems.

There is a stamp on the back, with the word "official shoot" printed on it.

Fan Ning immediately understood that this should be because Ding Wei's house was ransacked later, and some of the items were auctioned off to the public, and Zhu Pei's grandfather bought them.

Although Ding Wei was positioned as a treacherous minister, he was a prime minister after all, and he was born as a Jinshi. His script was written in regular script so smartly that Fan Ning couldn't put it down.

Seeing that Fan Ning was engrossed in reading it, Zhu Pei said triumphantly, "My grandfather bought this manuscript for 500 taels of silver."

"Hmm!" Fan Ning had already been absorbed in it, but he didn't hear what Zhu Pei was saying, so he agreed casually.

Seeing that he didn't listen to him, Zhu Pei was annoyed and snatched the manuscript away.

"Did you hear me?"

Fan Ning's heart has been hooked by the manuscript, and he felt that the words in it were particularly suitable for him, so he quickly smiled and said, "Speak, I'll listen!"

"Huh!" Zhu Pei snorted, pointed at the manuscript and said, "Let me tell you, this manuscript is worth 500 taels of silver. I can lend it to you for a few days, but there are conditions."

"What conditions do you want?"

Zhu Pei had planned it long ago, she squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "Of course it's rent, one tael a day."

Zhu Pei was plotting against her grandfather's fan. She knew that Fan Ning's family was poor and couldn't afford the money, so she had to honestly hand over her grandfather's fan as a mortgage in the end.

In this way, even if the grandfather asks, she can justifiably say that she is exchanging calligraphy with each other, otherwise, if the grandfather finds out that she bought it with money, he will definitely be very angry.

Fan Ning shook his head, "Forget it, I have no money for you!"

Zhu Pei felt a little annoyed when she saw that Fan Ning was not on the road. She pushed the manuscript onto Fan Ning's desk and said angrily, "Then how much do you want?"

At this time, Fan Jiang appeared beside him. He seized the opportunity and said with a mocking smile, "Isn't it embarrassing for Zhu Yanei to talk about money with Fan Ning?"

"What's none of your business?" Jupe glared at him.

Fan Jiang's nose turned gray and he was speechless for a while.

Fan Ning ignored him, he smiled and said, "But I'm so poor that I can't even afford a penny, what do you want to do?"

Annoyed in his heart, Zhu Pei blurted out, "Since your family is so poor, why do you still come here to study?"

"that is!"

Fan Jiang also took the opportunity to fan the flames and said: "The family is so poor that they come to Yanying Academy to study!"

Fan Ning's expression changed, and he threw the manuscript to Zhu Pei, "A poor person like me is not worthy of reading 500 taels of copybooks, take them back!"

"you!"

Zhu Pei was so angry that he pointed to the manuscript and said to Fan Jiang, "Bring me a tael of silver, and I will lend you this manuscript."

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Fan Jiang took out a tael of silver and put it on the table, took the manuscript, shook it in front of Fan Ning, and left very proud.

"Hmph! You don't even want to see it now."

Fan Ning looked very ugly, silently put away the book bag, got up and sat down at the empty table on the other side.

Jupe was stunned for a moment.

At this time, a student in the back row whispered to Zhu Pei: "At noon today in the dining hall, Fan Jiang scolded Fan Ning for being ugly!"

Zhu Pei's face sank, "What is he scolding?"

The students in the back row were often bullied by Fan Jiang. At this time, he was happy to add insult to injury, and it was inevitable to add fuel to the situation.

"He scolded Fanning's family for being poorer than beggars on the street, and that Fanning's mother married in rags, and said that on the day of the wedding, people from all over the country came to see his mother's rags, because his father was Fanning. The deputy patriarch of the family, Fan Ning dared not provoke him, so he had to swallow his anger."

A sharp murderous intent flashed across Zhu Pei's eyes, and the students in the back row were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak anymore.

Zhu Pei stood up suddenly, came to Fan Jiang, and threw the silver to him.

"Give me back the manuscript!"

Fan Jiang was taken aback, "You promised to show me."

"Do you hear me, give it to me right away!" Zhu Pei's fists were slowly clenched.

Fan Jiang finally found an opportunity to humiliate Fan Ning, how could he let it go so easily.

"I won't give it!"

A chill flashed in Zhu Pei's eyes, she reached out and grabbed Fan Jiang's hair, and pulled it back violently, Fan Jiang screamed like a pig in pain, Zhu Pei grabbed the inkstone on the table and slammed it He slapped it on the face.

Just listen to 'crack! With a crisp sound, Fan Jiang's face blossomed and blood flowed.

"Give me the manuscript!"

"I'll give it! I'll give it!" Fan Jiang cried and handed the manuscript to Zhu Pei.

Zhu Pei drew out his sword, pointed the tip of the sword at his throat and said viciously: "Next time you dare to insult other people's mothers, I will cut your throat with one sword!"

Fan Jiang was so frightened that his crying froze and his whole body trembled.

Only then did Zhu Pei angrily return to his seat and sit down. At this moment, the other students were frightened and fell silent. They had never seen such a violent little lady.

Some of the students who had originally resented Fanning sitting with her had already lost their thoughts.

Fan Ning pretended not to see anything and concentrated on practicing calligraphy.

The classroom was very quiet, only the intermittent sobbing of Fan Jiang could be heard.

Finally, when it was time to leave school, the bell rang, and the students cheered, picked up their schoolbags and ran away. Fan Jiang also walked away with his head bowed and his face covered in tears.

Fan Ning began to pack his book bag. At this moment, Zhu Pei walked up to Fan Ning slowly, handed him the manuscript, and said softly, "I'm just joking with you. I'll lend it to you. I don't want a penny."

Fanning shook his head, "I don't want it!"

Zhu Pei's eyes turned red immediately, she bit her lip and whispered, "I didn't know you had conflicts with him."

Fan Ning handed her the manuscript and said with a smile, "This matter has nothing to do with him, I really don't want to read it."

"You bastard!"

Zhu Pei's grievance finally broke out. She tore the manuscript into pieces and threw it on the ground. She burst into tears with a cry of "Wow!", turned around and ran out of the classroom.

Fan Ning picked up the torn Ding Wei's manuscript, which could no longer be recovered. He guessed that the manuscript must have been stolen by Zhu Pei, and it must have been his grandfather's favorite.

Why!This violent little lolita, the manuscript is really a pity.

Liu Kang and Fan Ning walked out of the school, Liu Kang said with lingering fear: "That little lady from the Zhu family is too scary, you don't know how ruthless she is, she knocked out three of her teeth."

"She's spoiled by her family!"

"However, I feel very relieved, it's so satisfying, and... I feel that Zhu Pei is cleaning up Fan Jiang for you!"

"How is it possible? You are thinking too much!" Fanning laughed.

"I didn't think much of it!"

Liu Kang said seriously: "After all, Fan Jiang is the son of your deputy patriarch. If you beat him, the consequences will be serious. Zhu Pei is such a smart girl, how could she not think of this, so it is most appropriate for her to do it for you. And I heard from Zhao Yi that when she heard that Fan Jiang insulted you in the dining hall, her complexion changed."

Seeing that there was no one around, Liu Kang pulled Fan Ning over again, leaned forward with an ambiguous smile and said, "Don't look at Miss Zhu who treats you fiercely on the surface, but in fact she is kind to you in her heart!"

Fan Ning couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Look at the way you said it sourly, do you have a crush on her, do you want us to change seats?"

"Fuck you, can you be more serious?"

The two talked and laughed, and arrived at the pier not long after. Fanning saw his father standing in front of the steps of the pier waiting for him, and he felt a burst of warmth in his heart.

"I'll go first!"

"We'll see you the day after tomorrow!"

The two parted, and Fanning walked quickly to his father.

(End of this chapter)