The time of Mao and the time of Hai is closed. This is the work and rest time of the academy. I don’t know whether it was a habit developed in court or the old man woke up early, but at the end of Yin, Fan Yanzhong began to urge Jiang Anyi to get up and study.

Jiang Anyi was at the age of thirsty sleep, and there was only three and a half hours of rest every day. Seeing Jiang Anyi yawning, Fan Yanzhong was furious and said, "How talented is my brother Jiang? How could he give birth to a stupid son like you? You are diligent in your career and do not work hard, but you can make progress." Jiang An was so loyal that he really thought that Mr. Fan and his father were friends for many years.

In order to concentrate, Jiang Anyi practiced the mental method for half an hour every night, and he felt light and refreshed. This surprised Fan Shiben, who was studying together, and secretly asked Jiang Anyi what good recipes he had. Fortunately, Fan Yanzhong still took care of his grandson and did not destroy the children. After finishing the morning reading for an hour, Jiang Anyi was really envious of Fan Zhichang who rubbed his eyes and got up.

After breakfast, Fan Yan started talking for half an hour, and it was still as anxious as a storm and as fierce as an angry wave. Jiang Anyi felt that he was struggling in the wave of thought. He accidentally asked someone to overturn the boat and drowned in Fan Yan's surging words. Jiang Anyi did not dare to delay a moment for the rest of the time. He searched for the books mentioned by Master Fan, to understand the source, source, allusions, annotations, etc. As soon as he looked up, it was time to eat.

After dinner, the teacher would first arrange a topic before taking a break, and let Jiang Anyi and Mr. Fan discuss with each other. After he rested, he would listen to the two of them and then argue with each other. Finally, the two would inevitably be cursing each other, which made the two sweat and convinced.

Fan Yanzhong has been a master for many years and is well versed in the ways of civil and military affairs. Every day, he would go to Yunshui Pond to fish at the end of Shen and the beginning of You. This is the happiest time for Jiang Anyi and the Fan family. In the sunset, the white-haired man took two yellow-haired boys to fish leisurely, which was originally a wonderful landscape painting.

Jiang Anyi and Fan Shiben were chatting aside, and Fan Yan intervened in, and they listened in a slanted manner. The old man talked about the rise, waved his face and pointed out the country, and returned to the heroic and amazing Wang Zuozhi who was so powerful that he was so powerful.

Looking at the white hair in the wind, Jiang Anyi felt a little sad. This old man can definitely be called a model for scholars. When we get along these days, Jiang Anyi feels awe-inspiring character from the old man, which makes people respect it. Such a contemporary great scholar should have spoken generously in the court to benefit the people, but because it is not in line with the emperor's wishes, he has to live in seclusion in a small mountain village, fishing for self-entertainment, which makes scholars feel discouraged. No wonder the old man is indignant.

After dinner, the time for the Fan family to spend together, and Jiang Anyi returned to his residence. He developed the habit of daily classes in the academy. Jiang Anyi wrote down what he gained, thoughts, and insights in detail in the day, and of course he also recorded what he didn't understand.

Time flies, and June is coming in a blink of an eye. In Fan Yanzhong's eyes, Jiang Anyi gradually appears like a piece of uncensored jade, and his knowledge is improving very quickly. Some of the seemingly judging ideas made him think deeply, and he felt a different feeling. Those wild thoughts were also inspiring to Fan Yanzhong.

Once, Jiang Anyi took out his daily class to ask him what he was confused about. Fan Yanzhong accidentally read through Jiang Anyi's daily class, which recorded in detail the content of his class, his views on the classics, his views on current affairs, the basis and conclusions of the dispute. Fan Yanzhong asked: "Anyi, how many times have you remembered such daily class?"

A daily class that was half a foot thick was placed in front of Fan Yanzhong. Fan Yanzhong looked around from the beginning, nodded constantly, and said to Fan Shiben: "Shiben, An Yi is a good habit. In the future, you should record the gains and losses of the day into a book like him. If you have the opportunity to write a book in the future, this is the best material."

Jiang Anyi had a sudden inspiration and said, "The sage said, 'establishing virtue, making merit, and making words are called the three immortals'. The top scholar of the teacher has been studying hard for decades, and he has been loyal to his ministers and strict with his teachers. He respects people and does not respect others. Why not follow ancient sages to write books and preach them to future generations."

Fan Yanzhong's eyes lit up and he was quite moved. Fan Shiben also encouraged him: "What An Yi said is that his father is both virtuous and talented, and has been cultivating for many years. His views on the meaning of the scriptures are unreachable in the world. I wrote a book to inform later generations that they can quickly grasp the meaning of the subtle words. This is a merit, and he should be immortalized in heaven and earth as the saint said."

Fan Yanzhong stood up excitedly, but when he was excited, he couldn't stand firm. When his body shook, Jiang Anyi quickly supported him. Fan Yanzhong felt depressed, held his beard with his hand, shook his head and sighed: "The hair and hair are all white, old, time is not waiting for me." Unlimited sadness was revealed in his words.

"The old horse is in the stable and has a thousand miles of ambitions," Jiang Anyi blurted out and said, "How can we be as satisfactory as possible? I just want to be ashamed of my heart."

"The old horse is in the stable and has a thousand miles of ambitions, but he wants to be worthy of his heart. He said it well." Fan Yanzhong slapped Jiang Anyi heavily and said with a smile: "Boy, if I can really leave some words for future generations, you should have your name."

Lieutenant General Fan Yan borrowed Jiang Anyi's daily class. With the help of Fan Shiben, he began to organize it according to the format of the conversation in Master's text, and temporarily called "Yunshuitan Talk". Once the goal is established, Fan Yanzhong burst out with a hundred times of enthusiasm, and fishing by the pond has become a lecture. Fan Shiben and Jiang Anyi have to take out a pen while fishing and record the inspiration of Mr. Fan at any time.

June is like fire, full of passion. Under the baptism of the storm in Fan Yan, Jiang Anyi could sail in the wind and waves easily and easily, and face it calmly when encountering danger. He thought he would wander and study like this for a while, but a letter from Zechang Academy interrupted Jiang Anyi's tranquility.

The letter was sent by the Shanchang, and he sent Liu Yushan's letter. The Shanchang's letter was just a simple greeting, asking Jiang Anyi to cherish the opportunity and practice diligently. Senior Liu expressed his apology in the letter, and he had left the academy to prepare for the provincial examination at home.

The letter mentioned that the last time he was arrested was caused by Qin Haiming and Zhang Bojin. Qin Haiming was opened and left the academy and asked Zhang Bojin for something. Zhang Bojin refused to give it to him. Qin Haiming made a noise. Due to the lack of evidence, the academy did not deal with Zhang Bojin. Zhang Bojin decided to return to Dezhou to participate in this year's provincial examination. Liu Yushan asked Jiang Anyi by the way.

Jiang Anyi's heart was lit by Liu Yushanxin, and his mouth was so hot that he was smoking and he couldn't rest. He almost got into a devil while sitting in meditation at night. The next day, Fan Yanzhong saw Jiang Anyi's eyes flushed and his face turned blue and yellow, and he was startled and asked, "Anyi, are you sick?"

Jiang Anyi's throat was swollen and a silence replied in a hoarse voice: "I'm getting angry, I'm so anxious."

After listening to the whole story of Jiang Anyi, Fan Yanzhong cursed: "This person is so despicable, really shameful for scholars. Anyi, do you intend to go to the provincial examination?"

Jiang Anyi hesitated, and he was unsure. If he could study at Fanzhai for another three years, Jiang Anyi would definitely be able to pass the imperial examination. As for now, he didn't know the depth. However, Zhang Bojin was like a thorn in his heart, and he felt so angry that he felt so angry when he thought of it. If he could beat him in the provincial examination, he would relieve his hatred even if he thought about it.

Fan Yanzhong sighed and said, "Young people are happy to be vengeful. An Yi, since you are interested in the countryside exam, then go and try it. If you fail, come back, and the door of my husband's house will be opened for you." Jiang Anyi was so grateful that he would have no worries.

It was the end of June, and the provincial examination was on the ninth day of the eighth month. I had to go back to the county to complete various procedures when I participated in the provincial examination. The calculation time was not long. Jiang Anyi said goodbye to Fan's family and rushed home quickly. When he passed by Canglan Ridge, he took out the buried gems from the huge rock while there was no one on the left and right.

On July 6, Jiang Anyi returned to Pingshan Town. His home changed again. Three new yards were built next to his house. It was probably because of his three uncles who moved the house. The road was paved with stones in front of the house, and people came and drove around, which was as lively as a market. The door of his house was open, and someone came out with a basket on his back. Seeing the golden rice in the basket, Jiang Anyi remembered that it was the season for harvesting rice. His mother wrote to him that she had bought a lot of land, and these should be rented.

Uncle Wang came out of the door with sweat. He saw Jiang Anyi at first sight and hurriedly ran up and smiled, "Why is the uncle back? Why haven't he heard from his wife?"

"I have something to do for a while, so I didn't tell my mother." Jiang Anyi jumped off the horse, handed the reins to Wang Bo, and stepped into the house. The yard was full of millet, and his uncle was weighing and weighing. His mother took Yan'er and watched. Dongshui from his second uncle's house was lowering his head to keep the books. It seemed that he had been polished in the folding fan shop, and he was doing things in an orderly manner.

Jiang Anyi tiptoed behind Yan'er and gently pulled her braid. Yan'er screamed and turned around. Seeing that it was her brother, she jumped up happily and threw herself into Jiang Anyi's arms. When Jiang Huang saw her son, she asked in surprise: "Yi'er, why are you back? What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Jiang Anyi shook Yan'er in her hand, making Yan'er laugh. Jiang Anyi held Yan'er and bowed to her uncle and cousin, and said with a smile: "I'll come back to participate in the provincial examination."

When it was late at night, Jiang Anyi raised a few blue brick sleds in the room, dug out the soil, hid the gem inside, thought about it, took out the silver medal and placed it on the table, then spread it with soil, covered it with bricks, and walked a few steps to see that there was no trace. Only then could he feel at ease.

Sitting at the table, Jiang Anyi picked up the silver medal and looked at it carefully under the lamp. Needless to say, the silver medal must be related to the Yuantian Sect. The patterns were very strange and I couldn't tell anything. The two fierce eyes of the Yazi Beast burst out, looking ferocious and aggressive.

He weighed the silver medal in his hand and felt that the silver medal did not seem to be solid. Jiang Anyi stroked it carefully and felt that the eyes of Yazi Beast were strange. He used a little force in his hand, and the silver medal was twisted and deformed. Yazi Beast's eyes actually popped out, with two rivets.

Carefully unscrew the rivets, and the silver medal was divided into two, with a roll of fine yarn stacked in the middle. The yarn scarf was about the size of a foot, and the words the size of peanuts were embroidered in densely. They were name, residence, and identity. This was a contact list of the Tianyuan Sect.
Chapter completed!