Great Song Super Scholar

Chapter 98 Interest Club

Taihu shochu was too strong, and soon the county magistrate and county magistrate were put on bullock carts and sent home by his subordinates.

Zhu Yuanfeng also passed out drunk and found an empty room to sleep soundly.

Only Zhu Yuanfu was in good spirits and had a good capacity for drinking. After drinking a pot of wine, he didn't feel drunk at all, but was in high spirits.

"Ah Ning, your couplet is very good, it is very suitable for us elderly people, I plan to hang it in the study."

Zhu Pei covered his mouth with a smile and said, "Dumb, you have to write another couplet for Magistrate Gao, you can see that his face is full of bitterness."

"I will write to him next time I find inspiration."

Fan Ning asked again with a smile: "Where is this county magistrate Gao from? He has a very strong accent."

Zhu Yuanfu stroked his beard and said: "He is from Wuxing, Huzhou. It is really not easy for him to study! His father originally left him several hundred acres of land. After more than 20 years of imperial examinations, he not only sold all the land, but also owed a lot of debts.

Three years ago, he went to Beijing to rush for the exam. When he arrived in Wujiang, his money was gone and he was kicked out of the inn. He had to make a living by selling calligraphy on the street, very destitute.

It happened that Pei'er's second grandfather went back to his hometown to worship his ancestors. Seeing that his handwriting was very good, he accepted him as a student of Zhu's family and subsidized him with [-] pennies to go to Beijing to take the exam. He really passed the exam. "

Zhu Pei blinked his big smart eyes, and said with a smile: "The old man is implying something dumb!"

Zhu Yuanfu quickly waved his hand, "There is no such thing, Aning is Xiwen's heir, I dare not accept him as a student."

Fan Ning's heart moved, how could Mr. Zhu know that he was the heir of the third grandpa?
Could it be that Zhao Xuezheng told him?

But this time Fanning guessed wrong.

"Old man, how is my second uncle?" Fan Ning changed the subject.

"A'Ning, your second uncle is really capable!"

Zhu Yuanfu gave a thumbs up and praised: "Go out before dawn, come back in the middle of the night, and collect strange stones everywhere. In just a few days, he has collected more than a dozen high-grade stones, and even three beautiful stones that can be called exquisite."

The Kistler Hall was taken down ten days ago. Fan Ning originally planned to transfer the ownership to the second uncle's name, but the second uncle refused. Fan Ning had to put the store under the name of his mother Zhang Sanniang, and planned to change the name of the store to Fan's Kistler Hall.

The five shop assistants are all former shop assistants, and the shop has entered the preparatory stage, mainly to collect sources of goods, middle-grade Taihu stones can be bought from Qishi Lane.

But the top-grade and high-quality Taihu stones can only be dispatched. At present, the second aunt and one assistant are in charge of the store, and the second uncle and four assistants have all gone to the countryside.

Fan Ning said with a smile: "It still depends on the care of the senior officials!"

At this time, Zhu Pei suddenly said: "Grandfather, there are some extra high-grade stones in the garden of our old house, so we might as well use them as a source of supply for the Kistler Museum."

'cough!cough! Zhu Yuanfu was choked on the tea immediately, and after a while, he pointed at his granddaughter and said with a smile: "You little girl, you even count on your grandfather's stone?"

Zhu Pei pouted and said, "There are [-]% of me in the Kistler Hall, so I'm thinking about it for myself!"

Zhu Yuanfu couldn't hold back his precious granddaughter, so he had to give in: "I'll pick a few high-grade stones from the old garden in Wujiang to fill in the quantity. Let me explain first, just this time, I don't have many stones in my collection."

Fan Ning was overjoyed, and quickly stood up to salute, "Thank you for your generosity, old man!"

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Although Fan Ning initially used honey water instead of wine, after Zhu Yuanfu arrived, he drank several cups of Taihu Shao Shao, and the [-]-degree liquor made him a little dizzy.

After leaving Changzhou County, there was a dirt road outside the city, and the carriage was slightly bumpy, which made Fan Ning's stomach churn.

"Stop now!"

He yelled, and the carriage stopped slowly.

"Dai, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that his expression was not right, Zhu Pei couldn't help panicking, and quickly opened the car door.

Fan Ning rushed out of the carriage with his mouth covered, and went straight to the vegetable field by the side of the road. He squatted in front of the vegetable field and vomited in a daze.

At this time, Jupe came down with a jug of water. She pinched her nose, looked away, and touched Fanning's shoulder with the jug.

Fan Ning took the water bottle, gulped a few mouthfuls of water, and felt much more comfortable in his chest and abdomen.

Zhu Pei pulled him and helped him up, "You brat, I told you not to drink, you insisted on being brave, now it's embarrassing!"

Fanning felt dizzy for a while, and simply leaned his head on Jupe's small shoulder, but Jupe pushed him away in disgust, "It stinks, stay away from me, don't touch me!"

She helped Fanning into the carriage, and Fanning suddenly collapsed on the seat, not wanting to move any more.

"Wang Chetou, slow down!"

The coachman agreed and drove slowly.

At this time, Jian Meizi bowed her head and beat Fan Ning's chest and abdomen a few times. Fan Ning felt as if he had entered an oxygen inhalation room.

"Sister Jian, your technique is amazing!" Fan Ning exclaimed as he sat up.

Jianmeizi ignored him and continued to rest with her eyes closed.

Fan Ning took another two sips of water, "I will drink ordinary wine in the future, I am not destined to drink soju!"

"Dumb, what do you usually like?" Zhu Pei changed the subject.

"Does this still need to be asked? Of course it is playing with stones."

"I'm not talking about stones, I'm talking about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Scholars must know a little bit. What do you know?"

Fan Ning scratched his head. He could play guitar and chess. He was called a stinky chess basket. Calligraphy was improving, so painting was out of the question.

"I'm not very good at it, why are you asking this?"

Zhu Pei pursed his lips and said with a smile: "The hobby club of your county school is about to recruit people. I'm more interested. What do you like?"

Fan Ning suddenly cheered up, the county schools in the Song Dynasty actually had associations?Why doesn't he know.

He was a member of the football school team when he was studying in his previous life, but the cuju in the Song Dynasty did not fight against each other, but they performed independently, and he was not interested.

But when it comes to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he doesn't seem to be very interested. At this time, Fan Ning saw Jian Meizi's big sword, and asked with a smile: "Is there any club for practicing swordsmanship?"

Zhu Pei smiled triumphantly: "There are some, but the swordsmanship of the instructor of the county school is not as good as mine. I think you might as well worship me as your teacher."

"Actually, I'm not interested in my swordsmanship, I'm just asking casually!"

He is a little interested in practicing sword with Jian Meizi, so forget about this little girl.

Fanning thought for a while, his mind was like a lump of paste.

At this time, Zhu Pei smiled and said, "Why don't I give you a suggestion!"

"Okay! I'm all ears."

Zhu Pei really thought of Fan Ning. He knew that Fan Ning, a country boy, had little knowledge, did not understand the elegance of the upper class, and was not trained at an early age. It would be difficult for him to communicate with others in the future.

"Stone appreciation is actually good, but there is no county school, and there is a circle in Taixue. Anyway, you have already entered the industry, so I don't recommend it. I suggest you join a teahouse."

"Tea?" Fanning blinked, but he hadn't thought about it.

Zhu Pei nodded, "You don't know how to order and share tea. In the future, when friends gather, you will be left out."

"How about fighting crickets?"

Speaking of fighting tea, Fan Ning suddenly thought of fighting crickets, which is also quite interesting.

"Go aside!"

Zhu Pei got a little angry, and told him to be serious, he actually thought of fighting crickets, why didn't he want to fight elephants?

Seeing Zhu Pei's face turned frosty, Fan Ning knew that she was angry, so he smiled and coaxed her: "You forgot, I named Biluochun. How could I not like tea? It's just that country kids don't know tea and are afraid of people." joke."

Zhu Pei saw that he admitted his mistake, and the frost on his face melted a little. He snorted and said, "No one is born with it. If you know it, what else are you going to learn?"

"Then do you know how to tea art?"

Fan Ning used the method of moving the universe and left the opportunity of praise to Zhu Pei. I believe that the little girl's anger will disappear immediately.

"Of course I will!"

Speaking of tea art, Zhu Pei said proudly: "I can do it at the age of three. The person who taught me tea art is Shi Xiaoya, the number one talented woman in Pingjiang Prefecture. She taught me how to read, how to divide tea, how to draw, how to draw Playing the piano, I have studied with her for five years, but unfortunately she refused to accept me as an apprentice."

"such a pity!"

Fan Ning sighed leisurely, the number one talented woman in Suzhou, why didn't she come to Song Dynasty a few years earlier.

Jupe glared at him, "I feel sorry for myself, what are you sighing for?"

"I feel sorry for you, okay?"

"That's about the same, Dumb, it's settled, you go learn tea."

At this time, the carriage stopped slowly, and the county learned.

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When Fan Ning returned to the dormitory, Su Liang and Duan Yu had already returned.

Fanning lay down on the bed and let out a long breath.

"Fan Ning, your complexion is not very good, do you want to take two of my medicine?"

It was Duan Yu who was talking, he was relatively weak, and his family gave him medicine since he was a child.

People in the Song Dynasty paid great attention to maintenance. Rich and noble families would prepare tonics for their children and elders. This is also the secret to ensuring the healthy growth of their children and the longevity of their elders.

Especially children, their own immunity was relatively low, and there were no antibiotics at that time, so the phenomenon of premature death was very common, even emperors were not immune, let alone ordinary civilians.

For rich and noble families, it has become a social mainstream to give children nourishment and recuperation to enhance immunity.

Duan Yu took Shenqin Yangqi Pills, the main medicines were ginseng and skullcap.

"I do not need!"

Fan Ning waved his hands, sat up and laughed, "Just drank a few more glasses of soju!"

When Su Liang heard the word shochu, he immediately became excited. He rushed forward and said to Fan Ning with an exaggerated expression: "You actually drank Taihuchun, which is my father's favorite. He is already addicted to it. He feels weak when he drinks other wines." It's tasteless, I really want to drink two cups, what's it like?"

Fan Ning put the teacup on the table heavily, "I risk my life to accompany the gentleman, and I will treat you to drink some other day!"

Duan Yu hesitated, "I'm afraid the school rules are strict!"

Su Liang curled his lips in disdain, "School rules are nothing. Those students in the dormitory go out to drink every day, and they all come back drunk. Where did the school rules come from?"

"Let's talk about it after drinking, I want to ask you one thing."

Fan Ning thought of the tea club, and was anxious in his heart. He asked the two of them, "Do you know the Hobby Club?"

"of course I know!"

Su Liang's eyes suddenly became enthusiastic, he simply ran back to his desk, moved a chair and sat down.

"During lunch today, everyone was talking about this matter. The interest club of the county school is ready to recruit new students."

Fan Ning was overjoyed, Zhu Pei didn't lie to himself, the county school is really interested in society.

He quickly asked, "Then which agency are you going to report to?"

Su Liang smiled heartily, and said first: "I like painting, and I plan to apply to the painting club."

"What about you?" Fan Ning asked Duan Yu again.

Duan Yu unhurriedly took out a Go piece from his pocket, threw it into the air, and caught it lightly, raising his slender eyebrows lightly.

"Of course I play chess. I like to be quiet. I can sit still for a day."

Fan Ning immediately clasped his palms together, and said to Duan Yu: "Amitabha, there is a chanting club in this small temple, which is very suitable for small benefactors. Welcome small benefactors to come and sign up!"

The three of them laughed together,
At this time, Lu Youwei rushed in like a gust of wind.

"Registration for interest clubs has started, and the number of places is limited, so let's go there quickly!"

The three of them panicked immediately, and they rushed to sign up without caring about cleaning up.

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The social groups in the Song Dynasty are generally called "she", such as the famous Bow and Arrow Society, the Qiyun Society of Cuju, and the Spring Society.

Of course, the county school does not study hard, there are various interest clubs, but unlike the later universities, the county school invites professionals to teach students.

At present, there are eight interest clubs in the county school, Qin Club, Chess Club, Tea Club, Calligraphy Club, Painting Club, Poetry Club, Sword Club and Cuju Club.

The hobby club holds activities on the fifth and tenth of every month, and almost everyone participates, such as music, chess, calligraphy, painting and tea, there is a limit on the number of members, and there are not many members.

The Poetry Club, Sword Club, and Cuju Club have no limit on the number of people, and these three interest clubs have the largest number of people.

Registration takes place in front of the Zangshuge square of the county school. The square is very lively with gongs and drums beating.

At this time, more than a hundred students from the lower dormitory came to sign up from all over the world.

There were eight large tables in a row in front of the steps of Zangshuge, each of which was crowded with students. "Fan Ning, which agency do you want to report to?" Su Liang asked curiously.

"I want to report to the tea house." Fan Ning looked around, looking for a table in the tea house.

"there!"

Lu Youwei pointed to the registration point with the longest queue, "That's the tea house, the most people register, and it's said that it's the hardest to get in, you have to be mentally prepared!"

(End of this chapter)