On April days in the world, the flowers bloom to the fullest. The grass is green, the flowers are blooming, Jiang Anyi rode the charcoal all the way, as if walking in the picture.

Xiushui flow is blocked by Cangshan so far, turn a corner and continue to go south, leave a fertile open land at the foot of Cangshan, more than 1,000 years ago someone lived near the water to form a village, it is the village near the water in front of you. Jiang Anyi rode on the charcoal and looked around, the farmers were working in the fields, and the sound of chickens and dogs was faintly heard, a good paradise.

declined Shao Shanchang's proposal to bring him in person, and the turmoil in the academy was a little settled, and Shanchang still needed to be in charge. With a letter, Jiang Anyi quickly came to the retreat of Old Man Fan in Jinshui Village, Fuyang County, and came to visit the Master in a hurry.

The road to the village is lined with vegetable fields, planting beans in April, looking at the busy farmers in the fields, Jiang Anyi felt very kind, he was also planting beans in the fields at this time a few years ago. The country road is narrow, Jiang Anyi led the horse, in case he collided with the old man from the opposite side, and the old man was Old Man Fan, wouldn't everything be over.

An old man in front of him came with a hoe, his face was full of red light, and Jiang Anyi now saw that the old man looked like Mr. Fan, and hurriedly stood sideways, waiting with bated breath. The old man saw that Jiang Anyi was dressed in a Confucian shirt, respectful, and came up with a sentence of "Confucianism can be taught", Jiang Anyi was happy in his heart, this old man talked well, it was Mr. Fan.

Just as he was about to take the liberty of asking, he saw the old man's eyebrows raised and shouted: "You stupid horse, gnaw my bean seedlings, see that I don't break your horse's legs." ”

Jiang Anyi hurriedly looked back, but it was charcoal that stretched out his mouth and munched on the field, which had already harmed a lot of bean seedlings. Jiang Anyi hurriedly said: "Don't worry, elders, Xiaosheng is willing to compensate." As he spoke, he took out a string of copper coins from his bosom and handed it to the old man.

A few bean seedlings are not worth a few pennies, and there are at least more than 30 pieces of this string of money, and the old man suddenly turned his anger into joy, and said in a loud voice: "Greedy for money." Without hesitation, he put the copper coin in his arms.

Mr. Fan would never be moved by dozens of copper coins, Jiang Anyi was a little discouraged, and said, "Dare to ask the elder, do you know where Mr. Fan lives in Fan Yanzhong?" ”

"Old man Fan, you're looking for that madman, I don't know." When the old man heard that Jiang Anyi was looking for Mr. Fan, his face turned from sunny to cloudy, and he picked up the hoe on his back, entered the field, and ignored Jiang Anyi no longer.

Jiang Anyi's heart sank, crazy, how could this title have anything to do with Mr. Fan, did this old man misunderstand the person he was looking for, Jiang Anyi had a bad feeling in his heart. led the horse and continued to walk towards the village, and the voice of the old man came from behind him: "There is a courtyard with a big locust tree in front of the door, which is the home of Old Man Fan, you be careful." ”

There is a big locust tree in front of the door, the house is easy to find, Jiang Anyi led the horse to the tree, came to the door and knocked on the courtyard door, and footsteps sounded in the courtyard. The courtyard door opened, and a young man asked with a smile, "Who are you looking for, this scholar?" ”

"Is this Mr. Fan Yanzhong's home? Xiaosheng Jiang Anyi, recommended by Deng Shanchang, the head of Mengzechang Academy, came to visit Mr. Fan. Jiang Anyi said and took out Deng Shanchang's letter from his arms and handed it to the young man.

The young man frowned, pondered for a moment, and replied, "My father is at home, and my little brother is resting in the courtyard for a while. ”

The time was not short, and the young man hurriedly walked out and said, "Little Brother Lao has been waiting for a long time, and my father has invited you to meet you." ”

Jiang Anyi brushed off the dust, tidied up his clothes, and followed the young man inside. This is a common farmhouse courtyard, divided into two rows, the courtyard is planted with many fruit trees, the flowering period has passed, and green fruits emerge between the leaves. The young man led the way in front and said in a low voice: "Little brother, my father's temper is a little bad, if there is a collision, please bear with me." ”

The ominous premonition resurfaced, Jiang Anyi remembered Deng Shanchang's evaluation of Mr. Fan: arrogant and upright, not reckless, honest and self-controlled, Deng Shanchang did not mention Mr. Fan's bad temper, however, the Mr. Fan that Deng Shanchang knew was Mr. Fan five years ago, and now Mr. Fan has a long temper?

Worried, when he came to the main house, Jiang Anyi saw an old man sitting on the chair facing the door, with red cheeks, unkempt hair, sharp eyes, and a green bamboo cane next to the seat, this is Mr. Fan. Jiang Anyi bowed deeply and said, "Student Jiang Anyi, please meet Mr. Fan." ”

There was no response for a long time, and finally heard a snort, and the young man beside him hurriedly said to Jiang Anyi: "Little brother, please take a seat." Pulled Jiang Anyi to sit down on the chair next to him, and accompanied him beside him.

Mr. Fan didn't have any expression on his face, Jiang Anyi's heart was pounding, this was a little different from the expected scene, he knew that he should have let Deng Shanchang come with him.

After a while, Mr. Fan spoke: "I promised Deng Haonan to help him once, but he forced me to return the favor. ”

The voice was hoarse and dry, and the tone was mocking, Jiang Anyi didn't know how to answer, so he had to be silent. The room was quiet again, and suddenly, a little brain poked out of the door of the side room, and quickly glanced into the room.

"Zhichang." Mr. Fan shouted angrily.

The little brain melon walked into the house dejectedly, saluted Mr. Fan, and called "grandpa" with a bitter face.

"Zizhang finished memorizing?"

"Almost."

"Do you know how?"

The child glanced at the young man and said, "Father is telling his grandson, and when the guest comes, he stops." ”

It turned out that his uninvited guest disturbed the teaching between father and son, Jiang Anyi glanced at the child apologetically, and somehow, remembered the scene when his father explained the master's language to him when he was so old.

The sound of "pop" startled everyone, Mr. Fan picked up the bamboo cane, knocked it heavily on the ground, and shouted: "Why don't you go and give a lecture to Zhichang, what are you doing here." ”

The young man had to get up, glanced at Jiang Anyi apologetically, and said, "What my father taught me is that the child will go." As he spoke, he led the child into the side room.

Jiang Anyi was stunned, is this the legendary admirable Mr. Fan? No wonder the old man on the road would scold him for being a madman, and ordinary people don't have such hospitality, not to mention that Mr. Fan is a contemporary Confucian.

Fan Yanzhong fanned his nose and gasped for a long time, pushed the letter on the table with his hand, and said: "I know what Deng Haonan means, he wants me to accept you as an apprentice, but the old man has sworn not to accept apprentices again, and this matter should not be mentioned again." ”

Jiang Anyi was dumbfounded, he only said hello when he came to the door, and all the situations he thought about did not come in handy, and his hope was directly shattered. Silence, awkward silence. Jiang Anyi's heart kept sinking, and it turned out that all the self-righteous take-off was actually falling.

Glancing at Jiang Anyi, who was stunned, Fan Yanzhong frowned, and said: "The old man doesn't owe favors in his life, and he naturally has to repay the favors he owes Deng Haonan." In this way, I sometimes teach me the teacher's book, you might as well sit in and listen, and how much you can learn depends on your own creation. ”

Without waiting for Jiang Anyi to respond, Fan Yanzhong stood up and shouted loudly: "Shiben, Shiben." ”

The young man ran out of the side room, and Fan Yanzhong ordered: "You take this kid to the guest room to stay, and I will go outside to relax." After saying that, he took the cane and left on his own.

The young man had been listening to the movement in the side room, looked at Jiang Anyi and said with a smile: "It seems that my father has accepted Brother Jiang Xian, come with me, and I will take you to the place where you live." ”

Jiang Anyi smiled bitterly, this is also acceptable, this situation is similar to listening to it in Yu Mansion, but Mr. Fan is much more powerful than Yu Shike, of course, this Fan Shiben is much more amiable than Yu Family Sixiu.

Fan Shiben is very talkative, and he laughs and talks constantly along the way, "My father returned to his hometown two years ago, but he was actually forced to resign and go home." After arriving at home, my father fell ill, and after recovering from the illness, he became irritable and irritable. So the family bought a house here to let my father recuperate, but unfortunately it didn't have much effect. ”

Fan Shiben sighed as he spoke, and Jiang Anyi suddenly realized, I said that Old Man Fan is so different from the legend, it turns out that he is sick, no wonder. Jiang Anyi asked, "Have you ever looked for a good solution?" ”

"Alas, there are a lot of prescriptions, but my father just refuses to use medicine, saying that he has a heart disease and there is no medicine to cure it."

The residence is very simple, very similar to Jiang Anyi's previous thatched hut, Fan Shiben said a little embarrassedly: "There are few visitors at home, it's too simple, Brother Jiang Xian is not to blame." I'll call you when my father teaches. ”

Soon, Jiang Anyi appreciated the "style" of Fan Yanzhong's teaching.

This is the morning of the next day, Fan Yanzhong gave a lecture on "ceremony", which was different from Yu Zhijie's side references, Fan Yanzhong's lecture was concise and to the core. The way of teaching is like solving a cow, and the whole essence is clearly broken down by dividing five by two, but how to carry the knife, how to exert force, the allusions and words involved are not explained, Jiang Anyi asked himself that he had read a lot of books in the academy, but he only understood half of this half-hour class.

Obviously, Fan Shiben had expected it, and asked a few things he didn't understand, Fan Yanzhong became impatient, and shouted: "Stupid, such a simple question should be asked, go back and read ......", reported a long list of book titles, and left. Jiang Anyi's memory is good, he can basically remember, and after a little comparison with Fan Shiben, the two went to the study to find a book.

Three days later, Fan Yanzhong started the lecture again, and first casually asked a few questions from the last lecture, during this time Fan Shiben and Jiang Anyi were not lazy, they had read all the books they should read, and their memories were good, and the questions they asked were answered.

Fan Yanzhong continued to speak, and after finishing speaking, he dropped a string of book titles. In this way, under the pressure of Fan Yanzhong, Jiang Anyi read a lot of books quickly, and after half a month, he actually read more books than he read in a month in Zechang Academy.

Fan Fu is not in Jinshui Village, every ten Fan Shiben will take his son back to Fuyang County to reunite with his family for two days, Fan Yanzhong does not go back, at this time, in addition to Fan Yanzhong and Jiang Anyi, there are two old servants left in the house near Shui Village to take care of their daily life.

On the evening of the 22nd, the weather was good, and Fan Yan's central situation was also good, so he asked Jiang Anyi to carry a fishing rod on his shoulders and a fishing basket on his waist, and he wanted to go fishing by Yunshuitan.

Yunshuitan is at the edge of the village, the spring water gathers into a waterfall from the mountains and injects into it, it is clear and clear, reflects the clouds into the mirror, overflows, and flows into the beautiful water to the south. The pond is five or six feet deep, and the miscellaneous trees and dead leaves accumulate at the bottom of the pool, becoming a paradise for fish.