In September of the seventh year of Qingli, late autumn is already a little cool.

This is a village on the edge of Taihu Lake in Pingjiang Prefecture, belonging to Wu County, the village is not large, about 100 households.

In the early morning, the dew on the autumn leaves quickly subsided, and the clusters of maple trees became more delicate and fiery, staining the entire mountain village red.

An old man in his sixties was slowly strolling by the river, his face covered with deep wrinkles, as if he had been through vicissitudes.

The old man was dressed simply, wearing a loose blue dark coat, sometimes bowing his head in contemplation, sometimes sighing slightly, and there was always an indescribable loneliness in his eyes.

He had been in the village for four days, and every day at this time of day, he walked a few miles along the creek to get a breath of the fresh country air.

At this time, a child's elegant voice came not far away, which seemed to be telling a story.

Marshal Napong was full of grief and indignation, and shouted to the executioner:

'I am a dignified and high-grade marshal, in charge of the 80,000 Tianhe Water Army, that Ni Shang Chang'e is just a maid of the Moon Palace, with a low status, although I am drunk and rude, I can apologize to the Taiyin Star King, why should I be punished so heavily and enter the mortal world? ’

The chief of executions let out a long sigh: 'Don't you understand it now?' The matter of Chang'e is just an excuse, you changed the rules and regulations of the navy without authorization, causing the dissatisfaction of the immortals, this is the real reason. ’

Marshal Tianpeng became more and more angry, "The variable law is clearly asked by the Jade Emperor to do it, what does it have to do with me?" ”

The executioner shook his head, a flash of sympathy in his eyes.

'If the law change fails, you can't let the Jade Emperor take responsibility! Of course, the Jade Emperor wants to belittle you, but the Jade Emperor will also give you some special treatment. ’

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When the old man heard that the law change failed, he couldn't let the Jade Emperor take responsibility!' I couldn't help but be shocked, and my eyes showed a look of surprise.

He hurriedly searched around, and it seemed that the sound was coming from the direction of a large tree on the left.

The old man walked towards the tree, but he tripped over a stone under his feet, and almost fell, and his ankle ached.

But he didn't bother to look closely, and came to the bottom of the tree despite the pain.

I saw that under an old maple tree, seven or eight urchins with horns sat on stones, holding their cheeks, and listened as if they were drunk.

The storyteller is a young boy, quite tall, who looks like he is about ten years old, but between his eyebrows and eyes he is seven or eight years old.

I saw that he was wearing a short brown coat with patches, and the years of wind and sun had not darkened his skin, and there was still a bit of beauty in his eyebrows and eyes that was rare for country children.

If you look closely, you will also find that there is still a trace of maturity hidden in his eyes that does not match his age.

The young storyteller's name is Fanning, and he is only eight years old this year.

Fanning was the name his grandfather gave because he was born crying too loudly and his grandfather wanted him to be quieter.

But when he grew up, he was too quiet, not only rarely spoke, but also reacted a few steps slower than other children, and seemed dumbfounded.

Except that his parents still remember his official name, the people in the village are used to calling him Dumb.

Since he was a child, he has been famous, and even the gentleman in the elementary school called him Fan Dudu in class.

Until a month ago, after a serious illness, he suddenly changed, articulate, reflexive, and had an amazing memory, and completely became another child.

The parents were ecstatic, thinking that it was the Buddha who appeared, and the mother also went to Lingyan Temple to make a vow.

But only Fanning himself knew that an unexpected accident caused him to travel through time and space and come to the Great Song Dynasty thousands of years ago.

It's just that he is three years old, and everyone has long been accustomed to his former stupidity, and it will take time for everyone to completely change their views on him.

Out of the corner of his eye, Fan Ning caught a glimpse of the old man in Tsing Yi walking towards him from the river, and he was suddenly secretly happy in his heart.

"What the executioner said is actually not right, we should understand it this way, there are only four places in the West Heaven to learn scriptures, and the Heavenly Realm elders all want to occupy one, so they do everything possible to arrange for their own people to participate.

This is the real reason why Marshal Tianpeng is reincarnated and his divine consciousness is immortal, his martial arts are not lost, and his weapons are not lost.

As for who arranged Marshal Tianpeng to go to the lower realm, this is today's topic, everyone go home and think about it, and answer me tomorrow. ”

Speaking of this, Fanning smiled again: "Everyone will talk about the answer to the question assigned to you yesterday.

Why did the immortals recommend him to go to the peach orchard knowing that the monkey liked to eat peaches? ”

The children were talking nonsense, Fanning shook his head, everyone was wrong.

"Because the peach club is about to open, but the peaches in the peach orchard have been almost stolen by the immortals.

At this time, a little hairy fairy without a backstage is needed to top the tank, and the monkey head is obviously the most suitable candidate......."

Just as he was talking about rising, a middle-aged man in the distance waved his hand and shouted: "Dumb, your father is back, let you hurry home!" ”

"Uncle Liu, I know!"

Fanning smiled and said to the other children: "I have something to do today, so I will talk a little less, and say okay, listen to it for a penny at a time." ”

The children were reluctant to pay for it, but they wanted to hear the story, so they had to find a copper coin and hand it to Fanning.

Fanning smiled and gently swept the money, "Ha! Another eight cents have arrived. ”

"Wait a minute!"

Fanning turned to leave, but an old voice came from behind him.

Fanning suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said in his heart: "After two days of guarding, I finally attracted you." ’

He turned around slowly, and sure enough, it was the old man in Tsing Yi just now.

Seeing that the old man's eyes were full of interest, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed obediently, "The old man called me?" ”

The old man in Tsing Yi looked at Fan Ning with a childish face, and asked gently, "Are you a child from this village?" ”

"Exactly! What advice does my husband have? ”

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "Although what you just said is bizarre, it is very interesting, what is your name?" ”

"His name is Fan Dudu!" A naughty boy next to him laughed.

Fanning glared at him fiercely, and said to the old man: "Junior Fanning! ”

"Your surname is Fan too?"

There was a hint of surprise in the old man's eyes, and he hurriedly asked, "Which Fan class are you?" ”

Fanning shook his head, he really didn't know about this.

The old man in Tsing Yi also consciously asked a little recklessly, Fan is the surname of Wu County, and there are many people with the surname Fan in this area, not necessarily his own clan.

But at this time, he was more concerned about the story that Fanning had just told, and he asked, "Where did you hear the story you just said?" ”

Fan bowed and said: "The younger generation has read some miscellaneous books of Master Sanzang to learn scriptures, so they made up their own stories. ”

There are already many stories of Tang monks learning scriptures in the Northern Song Dynasty, and Wu Chengen's "Journey to the West" is only a later collection.

The old man's eyes were even more surprised, the child in front of him was not only able to make up novels and stories by himself, but also had profound knowledge, and it was the first time he had encountered it.

How can there be such a prodigy in this small remote village?

He suddenly became interested in Fanning's background, maybe this child was really his own kind.

At this time, the old man's ankle was in sharp pain, and his body shook, Fan Ning hurriedly supported him, "What's wrong with the senior?" ”

"I just twisted my ankle!" There was a look of pain on the old man's face.

"Then you have to put cold water on it quickly, if the injury is serious, the bruise will spread."

Fanning pointed to the front and said, "My house is not far from the front, and the seniors come to my house to rest." ”

The old man nodded, "Then I'll trouble you!" ”

Fan Ning helped the old man walk slowly, he couldn't help but feel excited, two days of hard work were not in vain, and he could finally hug his thighs!

As he walked, he also hummed a song in a low voice, 'The sun comes out, Luo Lang, Yang Luo, the bamboo pole Lang Lang, Lang Lang, go up the hill Luo Hao!' ’

"What are you humming?"

The old man in Tsing Yi didn't seem to have heard Fan Ning hum a minor tune before, but he had another charm, and he was a little curious.

"It's a little tune I made myself!"

Fanning smiled and said, "If the seniors like it, I can teach the seniors." ”

"Thank you then."

The old man smiled slightly: "Take me home, you seem to be very happy!" ”

A hint of cunning flashed in Fan Ning's eyes, but he smiled innocently, "My master often says that if you help others, you will be happy, so I am happy in my heart!" ”

"What a good boy with a good heart!"

The old man kindly touched his head, "You should have read the book!" ”

"Hmmm! I studied in the village school for two years. ”

"What books have you read?"

"I read "Hundred Family Names" and "Thousand Character Essays", and Master also taught "Analects" and "Mencius", but I didn't learn well."

In fact, it shouldn't be that Fan Ning didn't learn well, but that the original Fan Dudu learned a mess at all.

The old man nodded, "Since you can tell such a story, I want to ..... I still recommend that you go to a prestigious school. ”

"That's what my father thinks, and he's going to take me to town early next year to take the exam."

The old man's heart moved, "But the entrance exam of Yanying Academy?" ”

"Seems to be!"

The old man smiled approvingly: "Your father is very far-sighted! ”

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Fanning's house was by the river, and there were three thatched huts under a tall locust tree, the walls of which were rammed with mud and a fence surrounded by branches.

In the middle of the yard is a mill, with a hoe and a turret against the wall, and a dozen strings of fresh fish hanging under the eaves, which should have just been caught.

On the other side of the courtyard, two vegetable crops are planted, and the vegetable patch is surrounded by tree branches.

An old hen was standing at the edge of the vegetable patch, looking around and watching, while a flock of chicks hid behind her, trying in every possible way to get into the vegetable patch.

Fanning helped the old man into the courtyard, "Mother, I'm back!" ”

I saw a young woman come out of the house with an angry face, "Ning'er, where did you go, and how did my mother explain to you?" ”

This young woman was Fan Ning's Song Dynasty mother, Zhang, who was the third in her family, and the neighbors called her Zhang Sanniang.

Although Zhang Sanniang is wearing a hairpin skirt cloth, her skin is fair, her appearance is very delicate, and Fanning's complexion and eyebrows look very similar to her.

Zhang Sanniang saw her son supporting an old man in Tsing Yi, she was slightly stunned, "Ning'er, who is he?" ”

"Mother, this senior's foot is broken, I will help him come to the house to rest for a while."

The old man in Tsing Yi also felt a little reckless, how could he go to other people's homes at will?

He couldn't help but smile apologetically at Fanning, "I'm not going in, thank you for your kindness." ”

Of course Fanning can't let him go, his future and wealth are all on this old man, how can he go?

"It's okay, the seniors will sit down for a while, and the juniors will heal you."

At this moment, a burly man in his thirties stepped out of the room, wearing a short cloth coat with the placket spread out, revealing the bronzed muscles on his chest.

Although he has a rough appearance, his eyes are very soft, especially when he looks at his son.

He is Fan Ning's father in the Song Dynasty, called Fan Tiezhou, a fisherman who runs a boat in Taihu Lake, who has been away from home for ten days and has just returned.

At this time, Fan Tiezhou suddenly saw the old man in Tsing Yi, he instinctively rubbed his eyes, but he froze, and stammered: "Third uncle, you... Why did your old man get here? ”

"You are ......" The old man didn't know Fan Tiezhou either.

"My father is Fan Dachuan of the main hall."

The old man in Tsing Yi suddenly understood, and couldn't help laughing, it turned out that this little guy was Fan Dachuan's grandson, I really didn't expect it!

Zhang Sanniang hurriedly pulled her husband's placket, "Da Lang, who is he?" ”

"He is the Fan Xianggong of our main hall!"

Fan Tiezhou bowed his head and bowed, "Little nephew to meet the third uncle!" ”

Of course, Fan Ning knew who Fan Xianggong was, that was Fan Zhongyan, the famous minister who 'worries about the world first, and happy and happy after the world'.

That is, the old man in Tsing Yi in front of him, he knew it three days ago.

However, at this time, Fan Ning was also a little dumbfounded, Fan Zhongyan would actually be his own cousin grandfather?

I knew this earlier, so why bother to lay it out, just go directly to the door to recognize my relatives.

Fan Tiezhou saw that his son was still standing stupidly, so he hurriedly pulled him to kneel, "Quickly kowtow to the third grandfather!" ”