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Wang Ningan only remembered that he had read a lot of words, and he almost emptied the goods in his stomach.

No, no, it's just dreaming, just dreaming...... Wang Ningan comforted himself, he turned over and sat up, trying to find some tea to drink, but found a booklet on the table, damn, why am I still dreaming?

With a sigh, Wang Ningan lay on the bed, and after a while, his eyes were straight, like a zombie, he got up from the bed, trembled, and took a small notebook.

Turning back from the beginning, the more he looked at Wang Ningan's head, the more beads of sweat there became, until the end, he let out a sigh, it was okay, there was nothing taboo, and even "Jingkang shame" was changed to "Lan Yuan shame", it turned out that his brain was still clear at that time, which was very normal.

But why can't a normal brain think about it, are you lacking heart and eyes, you are young, what is deep, what is written in a pitiful vain. What are you kidding, I took the bronze mirror and searched for a quarter of an hour in it, but I couldn't find a single white hair, not even a little white head.

Who will believe that it was written by themselves, isn't that a joke?

Wang Ningan felt that he should find some reason, even if it was far-fetched, at least he could justify himself, otherwise all the spitting stars in the world would drown him...... And from now on, we must remember that first, you can't drink, and second, you can't get carried away!

He went from being a field to a field, shabu the Liao State, and silently expanded the power of the Wang family, and by the way, he also accepted so many good apprentices...... There are so many things that are going well, God can't stand it, if you have to let your brother be a big heel, this is retribution!

Wang Ning'an chattered, turned to the second half of the booklet, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he was not afraid......

"Someone, someone."

Wang Ningan shouted at the top of his voice, and Wang Ningze ran in with a teapot.

"Brother, are you thirsty?" The little guy said, pouring water into the teacup, Wang Ningan didn't care about drinking water, and hurriedly asked, "Who sent this?" ”

"Is it Teacher Fan?"

"Rice? That rice? ”

"Fan Chunren!" Wang Ningze said: "He sent it in the morning, saying that his father read it in the middle of the night and wanted to give it to you personally, but when he saw that you slept too hard, he put the booklet on the table." ”

"It's Lao Fan!"

Wang Ningan was taken aback, he really rushed to Fan Zhongyan's house to thank the old gentleman for his impulsiveness...... It turned out that Wang Ningan showed his talent yesterday, and the first few songs were quite reserved, but then they were reversed, and Fan Chunren took a lot of effort to write down everything he said, take it back, and show it to Fan Zhongyan.

"Dad, do you think Wang Erlang is powerful? Usually he hides it deeply, but this time it makes the big guy anxious, and he really asks for something good! Look at it, which song is not the best of the best, and there are many words that are unheard of, go back and ask Erlang to see how to sing......"

Fan Chunren was full of admiration, and his mouth was dry, but he found that Lao Fan's face became more and more ugly.

"Dad, you're ......"

Suddenly, Fan Zhongyan grabbed Fan Chunren's wrist with his hand, and said sharply: "Let me ask you, did you see this with your own eyes?" All written by Wang Ningan? ”

"Of course, we can all testify!"

Fan Zhongyan slowly let go of his hand, he grabbed his hand, looked at it, and groaned for a while.

"You get out!"

After sending his son away, Lao Fan suddenly got up and walked around the study irritably, scolding non-stop!

"Uncle Ouyang Yong, you have no brains, you have a lot of beard, why do you still do this kind of thing, you are not afraid of picking seedlings to help you grow, and you will kill the afterlife!"

When Lao Fan saw what Huafa was, the young man's head was white, he decided that this thing was not written by Wang Ning'an. So who has this talent and is willing to be a gunman for Wang Ningan?

No need to ask, it must be that drunkard Ouyang Xiu!

Someone is going to ask, does it make sense for Lao Fan to think so?

Don't really say it, Ouyang Xiu admires Wang Ning'an, don't look at the two people who often raise the bar and fight with each other, sometimes the drunkard is so angry that he almost faints, are they masters and apprentices better than masters and apprentices, not friends, more than friends.

It is self-evident how important Wang Ning'an's position is in the Six Arts Academy. In particular, he relied on his own wisdom to abolish the New Year's coin, which was even more breathtaking, and he gave two thumbs up......

It's just that such a genius young man, born in the Jiangmen family, is surrounded by a group of martial artists, and there is nothing for the time being, but in the long run, Wang Ningan will definitely not be accepted by Shilin...... Of course, it's hard to say whether the loss to Shilin is big or the loss to Wang Ningan.

In short, Ouyang Xiu didn't want to watch Wang Ningan go his separate ways.

That's why he made such a move.

Give the words he wrote to Wang Ning'an, let him take them out at the right time, become famous all over the world in one fell swoop, and be recognized by Shilin. It just so happens that Ouyang Xiu is good at writing, and poetry is not a strong point, so others will not doubt it...... But you have a pig brain, and you don't want to think about it, can such a mature lyric be written by a young boy?

No matter how evil he is, those tragic experiences and full of melancholy can't be faked.

Seedlings are promoted, and people are harmed!

These are the eight words that Lao Fan wanted to give to Ouyang Xiu.

If he had told him beforehand, Lao Fan would never have let Wang Ningan talk nonsense, but the problem has already been solved, and it is useless to say anything, so he can only try to remedy it.

Fan Zhongyan thought about it, Wang Ningan had written several novels, in which the characters were different, and some of them could lean on the lyrics, so Fan Zhongyan simply helped annotate them.

He also wrote a preface, to the effect that Wang Ningan once asked himself for advice and lyrics, and he made great progress in the past few months, and said that Wang Ningan was quick-witted, good at writing novels, and could put himself in the shoes of different people, and could understand the mood of different people, such as the poem "Man Jianghong", which was written by Wang Ningan for himself. He was full of desire to extinguish Western Xia and subdue Yanyun, so he had a few words in the back, to break through the lack of Helan Mountain......

Fan Zhongyan was busy for most of the night, and finally couldn't fill in all the loopholes in the lyrics, so the old minister immediately asked his son to copy two more copies, one for Wang Ning'an, and the other for Ouyang Xiu.

Fan Zhongyan didn't say anything, that means you should reflect on yourself! Do things more brainy in the future, don't always let me wipe your ass......

Fan Zhongyan thought that it was really good, and said in his heart that I don't write anything, and you can understand what's going on.

But how did Lao Fan know that this thing was not written by Ouyang Xiu at all.

After Ouyang Xiu got the booklet, he was also puzzled, Wang Ning'an didn't have any lyrics except for the song "Linjiang Immortal", and he hadn't seen him have poetry talent in the past few years, how could he come up with dozens of words at once?

And almost every one of them is a high-quality product, in comparison, he is not as good as him, where did Wang Ningan get the ability, could it be that he is a godsend?

Old Ouyang watched it several times, and suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Oh, I'm really confused, isn't there Fan Xianggong and Yan Xianggong!"

Ouyang Xiu seemed to have opened his mind in an instant, among these words, the bold one was definitely Fan Zhongyan's handwriting, and he was the only one who always sighed in vain, as for the graceful one, there was no need to ask if it must have been written by Yan Shu.

Why did the two old ministers put their own things in Wang Ning'an's name?

Ouyang Xiu is also an old man, the Great Song Dynasty is rich in prodigies, everyone knows that there are real prodigies, but there are also fake ones...... Ouyang Xiu knew that although many children of the family were also very smart, those poems that were surprising and eye-catching were not necessarily written by themselves.

In other words, many of them are helped by their elders and close relatives.

It's not difficult to understand which parents don't want their children to become Jackie Chan and want to give the last to their children. Even in later generations, isn't there a certain young writer who has become famous by the same means?

With this kind of thought, Ouyang Xiu looked at Fan Zhongyan's preface again, as well as various introductions, and became more and more clear!

Haha, this is Lao Fan and Yan Xianggong want to promote Wang Ning'an!

It stands to reason that the little guy's civil and military skills are not bad, but his reputation in Shilin is too small, and no one knows about him when he leaves the Six Arts Academy.

Speaking of which, I was confused, and I didn't even think about helping Wang Ningan make a name for himself, it's really damned!

Since the two of them grabbed the front, then the old man should also help!

The next day, it happened that Ouyang Xiu was going to enter the palace to tell Zhao Zhen about Hanshu, to put it bluntly, he was chatting with the emperor.

Ouyang Xiu carried Wang Ning'an's vocabulary book, met Zhao Zhen, chatted casually, and Ouyang Xiu sent this booklet to the emperor.

Zhao Zhen's cultural accomplishment has no doubt at all, and when he looks at these words, his eyes light up.

"Wonderful, it's really the best product, I'm afraid that the drunkard can't make it, right?"

Ouyang Xiu said with a smile: "The old minister is not good at poetry, although there are the merits of Yan Xianggong and Fan Xianggong, but Wang Erlang's talent is really extraordinary." ”

Zhao Zhen could also see that it was a little strange to add those words to a fifteen-year-old boy, but when he thought of Fan Zhongyan and Yan Shu, he was relieved, and it was not strange at all to write some famous works with the teachings of those two.

"Well, it's really good, I thought it should be printed immediately, so that everyone in the world can see it, I have another young talent in the Great Song Dynasty!"

This time with the emperor's affirmation, the two ministers, plus the endorsement of the leader of the literary world, who dares to suspect Wang Ning'an of plagiarism, you go to them and say it!

Ouyang Xiu's eyes lit up, and he was ready to go to An. How do you know that Zhao Zhen pondered and said: "Uncle Yong, just now the Liao State sent a letter of state, they said that the alliance of Qingzhou was reached, and the two countries were martial arts and cultivated literature, which was a major event celebrated by the whole world, and the Liao State sent several warriors, and there was a champion, named Zhang Xiaojie, I heard that he was talented and unlimited. If you want to come to my Song Dynasty to discuss and communicate, what do you think? ”

Ouyang Xiu smiled, "Your Majesty, this doesn't need to be said, it is clear that the Liao State wants to regain face and sent someone to provoke it." ”

"Yes, I also see it this way, but that Zhang Xiaojie is known as a young talent, in recent years, the old ministers in the court have withered, and the younger generation has not yet risen, so you can't let Uncle Yong bully the children!"

Ouyang Xiu heard what Zhao Zhen meant, "Your Majesty, do you want Wang Erlang to deal with the envoy of the Liao State?" ”