"This junior is not exaggerating. It's just that this junior is well-read and has a strong memory. Although he has read a lot of books, most of them don't ask for deep explanations." Xiao Fan answered respectfully, feeling secretly happy in his heart. Unexpectedly, I have a photographic memory.

Of course Master Zou didn't believe it: "Okay, then I will test you to see if what you say is true."

"Master, please give me a question!" Xiao Fan looked extremely confident.

"It is said that those who rule the country in peace should make the superiors old and the people filial. What is the next sentence?"

"If the superiors are long-term, the people will bring forth younger brothers; if the superiors are sympathetic to the orphans, the people will not be as many as they are. This is how a gentleman should behave."

Master Zou was not surprised to see Xiao Fan answer without thinking. After all, if he had never read "The Great Learning", how could he have the nerve to say that?

Zou Fuzi chose the title from other classics and historical books, and there are many extremely uncommon sentences in it.

But Xiao Fan didn't even need to think about it, he just blurted it out. Only then did he believe that Xiao Fan had really memorized all of this, and he suddenly became passionate about talents.

But it was not enough to want him to accept him as a disciple just because he could memorize the classics and history books. He thought about it and said, "I heard from Ziming that you are quite talented in poetry. Please write a poem based on this situation and let me see you."

What kind of talent is this!"

Compose a poem with the West Lake as the title? Xiao Fan burst out laughing in his heart. This has been passed down to later generations. There are not a hundred but also eighty famous poems about the West Lake.

Looking at the lake where the sky had been clear just a moment ago and now there was drizzle falling, Xiao Fan had no choice but to say sorry to Su Dabeard, who was not yet born.

It’s not that I want to copy you, but who told you to be demoted, travel around, and write poems everywhere when you have nothing to do? Coupled with this situation, it’s a coincidence, isn’t it?

Xiao Fan looked outside, pretended to think about it, and then chanted loudly.

“It’s beautiful when the water is shining and the sky is clear, but when the mountains are empty and covered with rain, it’s also amazing.”

"If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to wear light makeup and heavy makeup."

After he finished showing off, he said calmly and expressionlessly: "I'm showing off my ugliness. I wonder if my humble work will be judged by the Master?"

"Well, if you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always suitable to wear light makeup and heavy makeup. It is really a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. When I see it today, what Ziming said is true. I have only seen Zhongping's poetic talent in my life!" Old Master Zou!

The more I talked, the more excited I became.

"Master, you are very grateful."

Immediately afterwards, Master Zou seemed to remember something, and then asked uncertainly: "Zhong Ping's name is Xiao Fan, so is Madam Zhao the lady in charge of Zhao's tea shop, Zhao Pan'er?"

"Exactly, I wonder where Master learned about it?" Xiao Fan was very curious.

"Isn't he that old man Yang Zhiyuan, the judge who transferred the two Zhejiang roads?" Master Zou said indignantly: "He and I are also close friends. A few days ago, he said that he had a new piece of calligraphy that he wanted to taste with me, so he

Then I saw the "Ode to the Goddess of Luo" that you sold to him."

"I was astonished at that time. This calligraphy with a round frame and a square frame, flowing and moving, is a collection of Jin and Tang calligraphy that has become a school of its own. At that time, I wanted him to let me copy for a few days, but I never thought that this old man would

He refused and told me that if I really wanted it, I could go to Zhao's Tea Shop and ask the shopkeeper, Zhao Pan'er, for a letter."

"But when I asked people to inquire about it, I was told that Zhao's tea shop had been closed for many days, and no one else knew where the shopkeeper's wife was. I felt sorry for it. I didn't expect to meet Zhong Ping here now, but I thought this was the calligraphy

Everyone must be a bit old, but I didn’t expect to be so young.”

"Master, you are so complimentary. This junior's words can only be regarded as occasional gains, and they cannot be regarded as great contributions." Xiao Fan modestly expressed his thoughts and then continued: "But since Master likes it, I, this junior, can write for Master

That's one picture, but I don't know if Master wants it in regular script or running script?"

"Oh? I haven't seen Zhong Ping's running script, so how about writing a picture of "The Wine Will Come in" for me in running script?" After hearing Xiao Fan's words, Master Zou was both surprised and happy. He originally thought that Xiao Fan was just

He has some experience in regular script, but since he put his running script and regular script together, it must not be much different.

When a man of letters visited the lake, it was natural that he would have pen, ink, paper and inkstone on board.

After everyone had prepared everything, Zhao Pan'er immediately stepped forward to polish the ink for Xiao Fan. After the ink was polished, Xiao Fan took up his pen and swung it on the paper.

The two of them played the piano and the harp in harmony, complementing each other perfectly. It really made people marvel at what a couple they were.

Although the rocking of the ship made it more difficult, Xiao Fan was not affected at all and continued to splash ink normally.

While Xiao Fan was writing, Master Zou and others were watching from the side, exclaiming in surprise from time to time, but for fear of disturbing him, they immediately stopped talking.

After a cup of tea, this masterpiece of more than 100 words by the poet Li Bai came to life on the page.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" After the ink was dry, Master Zou took the newly released running script into his hand and shouted, "Hao Sansheng: I thought Zhongping's regular script was already outstanding, but I didn't expect that your running script is also good."

No less impressive. You have the style of two kings, your body is compact, you have the right army, your posture is elegant, you have the big orders, you can be regarded as a school of its own."

When Xiao Fan heard this, he felt quite proud in his heart, but he still said modestly on his face: "Master, you praise the younger generation too much."

"Hey, Zhong Ping, why should you belittle yourself?" Mr. Zou is a person who loves calligraphy. He was naturally overjoyed when he suddenly got a good calligraphy. He immediately said happily: "Don't you want to study in my Qiantang Academy? Well, then,

As long as you write a few more inscriptions for me, I will personally accept you as my disciple, how about that?"

Xiao Fan was immediately overjoyed: "Student meets teacher!"

"Don't get me wrong, I accept you as my student mainly because I think you are knowledgeable, memorizing, talented, and neither arrogant nor impetuous, and you are open-minded and studious." Master Zou stroked his beard and smiled: "It's not because of what you gave me

After writing the epitaph, even if you don't write it to me, I will still accept you as my disciple."

After this short time together, Xiao Fan finally figured out that although Master Zou was a great scholar, he was not old-fashioned and even a bit like an old naughty boy. He immediately joked: "Oh? It turns out that you don't want my handwriting, teacher, then I will

I won’t write it anymore.”

"Huh?" Master Zou said angrily, "It seems I have to add one more thing to my evaluation of you."

Xiao Fan pretended to be serious and said: "Teacher, please clarify!"

"Naughty!"

"Hahaha!" This comment made others laugh as soon as it came out. Even Zhao Pan'er covered her mouth and snickered.

Of course, Xiao Fan would not really stop writing inscriptions for Master Zou. Instead, he tried his best to write five pieces on the spot and gave them to Master Zou as a ceremony to become his disciple.

Master Zou finally recognized the student he liked, and asked, "I haven't seen you mention it before. Who are your parents? Where are your family members?"

Xiao Fan was very surprised. After all, on the day he and Zhao Pan'er got married, both Chai Zongliang and Zou Hui had met Xiao Qinyan, so he said, "What? Didn't Ziming mention it to the teacher? My father was the political advisor of the dynasty, Duke Xiao.

It is said that my mother, Qian, is from the Qian clan in Wuyue."

"What? Your father is actually Xiao Qinyan?" Master Zou was immediately shocked, and the calmness he had before could no longer be maintained.

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