The Transmigrated Li Jin's Daily Farming Life

It turns out that practicing calligraphy at Pang Lao's place is not simply writing on paper, but grinding a bowl of ink with an inkstone, and writing directly on the flat big stone by the pool.

That afternoon, Mr. Pang read Li Jin's regular script and was quite satisfied. Then he asked him if he had any experience with other fonts.

The answer to this question is of course no.

Mr. Pang was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything. The disciples were all accepted, no refunds or exchanges.

But Mr. Pang also knew that Li Jin had devoted himself to the imperial examination before, and because of his family background, he had no resources to practice other fonts.

Pang Lao said: "Your regular script looks quite satisfactory at first glance, but when you look closely, it is aggressive, as if no one in the world can make you bow down."

He paused for a moment, only seriousness remained on his usual face of laughing and scolding, "Xiu Zhi, this is not acceptable. Before that, you were just testing for talent, and the county magistrate, magistrate, and Xuezheng adults might appreciate you because of the sharpness in your words. Because they are overwhelmed by the rules and regulations of the world, I hope that someone can rush up and become a clear stream in the court.

But Xiuzhi, in the past half month of contact with you, I found that although you are arrogant and sharp, you have always been down-to-earth in doing things, and you don't want to show yourself too sharp. "

Li Jin listened carefully, secretly shocked.

Mr. Pang is worthy of being a master of calligraphy. He knows people by their characters, with precision, accuracy and ruthlessness.

Li Jin really didn't want to show his sharpness too much, but he didn't notice anything about what appeared in the font.

After all, Li Jin's requirement for himself has always been to "have a tiger in his heart, and sniff the rose carefully". While being strong, he must be full of tenderness towards his family and gentle and sincere towards his friends.

The reason why he is sharp is because in this era, he has someone he wants to protect, blindly forbearance will not be exchanged for others' understanding, and most of them will only make that person push forward.

Therefore, since coming to Fucheng last year, the sharpness of Li Brocade's calligraphy has become more and more obvious.This of course has something to do with his state of mind.

After all, when he first came to a strange city, Li Jin was not as calm and composed as he appeared on the surface, but as a man, he had to bear these.

Back then, Qin Muwen was only a genius, and Baozi was not even a year old, so Li Jin naturally wanted to strengthen himself and protect his family.

On the surface, he was calm and calm, but he just wrote all his inner emotions into the words, and unconsciously, the pen became sharper.

This point was pointed out by Mr. Pang in a burst of blood.

Li Jin immediately asked what to do.

Pang Lao said: "Whenever you practice regular script, write Sanshi's cursive script first, and put your sharpness into the cursive script. When you write regular script later, you will be more disciplined. Since you want to take the road of imperial examination , the regular script must be written just right, it won’t work if it’s too sharp, and it won’t work if it’s too regular. But there’s no rush, I’ll adjust it for you slowly.”

Mr. Pang waved his hand when Li Jin bowed and saluted, "You are my disciple, who will I teach you if I don't teach you? Today, after writing this bowl of ink, you can leave."

It turns out that the three stones that Mr. Pang just mentioned was to write down the big rock on the bank three times.

After Li Jin wrote it once, he scooped water from the pool and began to wash along the bottom of the stone. When he washed to the front, the water also gathered into the pool again.

Elder Pang sat beside him drinking tea, and said, "Whenever you can write this pool of water in ink, you will be able to tell others that you are my disciple."

Li Jin wrote all afternoon, finished a bowl of ink, and found that the water in the pool was still clear after washing.

But when it was time to go home, he bid farewell to Mr. Pang, saying that he could only come on even-numbered days, and then walked home.

After that, he was disgusted by Xiao Baozi.

Qin Muwen said to Xiao Bao: "Daddy takes a bath every day, but Xiao Baozi pretended not to take a bath yesterday, but forgot?"

Xiaobao put his little hand in front of Father's nose and said, "Xiangxiang."

This means that he still smells good without taking a bath.

Xiao Baozi can speak more than 40 words now, and his little head is very clever.

What he means is that there is no need to take a bath every day, and there is no need to take a bath when it is fragrant.

Li Jin was shot again with an arrow in the knee. Although he didn't think the ink stinks, he still went to take a bath in order to be able to hug the little bun.

After that, Li Jin's life became more and more regular. While preparing for the provincial examination, he was still practicing calligraphy.

As for the arithmetic, Li Jin has not continued to compile it recently. One is that the arithmetic questions in the provincial examination are more difficult, and he can't just study simple elementary arithmetic.

The second is that he can't use all his time to write arithmetic as before. He has to read a lot of books in the provincial examination.

Li Jin has discovered that the land structure of this dynasty is very similar to the Ming and Qing Dynasties in his previous life. The whole country is divided into two capitals and thirteen provinces.

The township examination is one test for each province. Except for the two remote provinces that need to take the combined test, other places have set up tribute colleges in the southern part of the province.

There is also a limited number of places for the admission of the township examination. Each province has a fixed admission of 130 people, which is why so many people fail the examination.

Because the competitors of each candidate are not only the scholars of the same year, but also the scholars of the previous year or even earlier.

On the second holiday in April, Dr. Wu's son Wu Wei came to visit. He said: "I heard from my father that Xiuzhi is very close to my father, so I came here uninvited. I hope Xiuzhi will not mind."

Li Jin said, "Of course not, please come in, Qiuping."

Wu Wei, whose name is Qiuping, is what Dr. Wu said before. Li Jin originally wanted to send a greeting card to Wu Wei after he came back.

But when he was delayed by the coronation, and later became apprentice to Mr. Pang, he actually forgot about it for a while.

Wu Wei had heard about good strategies for a long time, but it was a pity that Li Jin was too busy, and he was not in the same class as him. In addition, Li Jin usually went directly to the public kitchen or mathematics department after school, so he never found the time to talk to Li Jin.

Wu Wei didn't know about Li Jin's apprenticeship, but he was also good at practicing calligraphy and writing strategies. As soon as he came to Li Jin's study, he wanted to discuss with him.

Li Jin really wanted to know the results of his handwriting practice these days. After all, he practiced every day, so it was difficult for him to see the changes.

And Mr. Pang will only correct his writing when he is wrong, and at other times he is very leisurely drinking tea and watering the flowers.

So Li Jin said: "Then let's learn calligraphy."

"good."

When he was discussing calligraphy with Wu Wei, he didn't mean regular script, after all, everyone had to write regular script in the examination room, and there was no difference between them.

Generally speaking, most of them are cursive script.

Although Li Jin has just learned cursive script not long ago, but his teacher is Mr. Pang, plus he has profound basic skills in practicing strokes, horizontal strokes, dots, vertical strokes, etc., so his writing is naturally not bad.

Wu Wei had never heard rumors that Li Jin was good at calligraphy, but when he and Li Jin mentioned the competition, Li Jin said that they would learn calligraphy.

Wu Wei himself was very surprised, but he is also good at calligraphy, and it would not be embarrassing to learn from each other.

At first, he thought about whether he should give Li Jin some water, and whether he should write too well, so as not to embarrass Li Jin.After all, what Li Jin said just now was to take care of him.

But when he saw Li Jin's words, Wu Wei completely gave up the idea of ​​giving Li Jin water.

After the two praised each other's strengths, Wu Wei said: "At first glance, the word Xiuzhi strikes me as very sharp. It can be seen that Xiuzhi has been immersed in this way for a long time."

If he knew that Li Jin had only learned cursive script for half a month, he didn't know how he would feel.

Li Jin said: "Every word in Qiuping's cursive script is written differently, and I admire it."

Wu Wei was very surprised, he didn't expect Li Jin to see the essence of his cursive script at a glance.

You know, even his classmates who lived in the academy with him and practiced calligraphy with him for so long didn't realize this.Every time I would only praise 'Qiu Ping, you write really well'.

Therefore, Wu Wei wanted to make friends with Li Jin even more.A truly learned person will be recognized by everyone, regardless of the false name.

Just in this more compact life than before, Xiao Baoji ushered in its second birthday.

Of course, according to the current court's calculation, Xiao Baoji is already three years old.

He can speak about fifty words now, and although he still doesn't understand what one, two, and three represent, he can at least count from one to ten.

Xiao Baozi's hair is very soft, after going to bed at night, it is slightly curly the next day.

On the day of his birthday, Qin Muwen got up early to hug him, seeing the little curl of curly hair that was ironed on Xiao Baozi's forehead, he couldn't help but chuckled.

In the past, when Qin Muwen combed Xiao Baozi's hair, he combed all his hair neatly, and the slightly playful slanted bangs became longer from left to right.

But I haven't cut Xiao Baozi's hair recently, and my bangs have grown long before I know it.

Qin Muwen looked at that lock of hair, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became, and finally he simply took Xiao Baozi out, since they were all acquaintances anyway.

It's not easy to organize a child's birthday party. Li Jin originally planned to celebrate Xiao Baozi with his family, but thinking that Wan Yun seems to like Xiao Baozi quite a lot, he asked Xiao Baozi whether his birthday was summer a few times ago.

Li Jin also invited Wan Yun.

Because Wan Yun often came to eat, when Xiao Baozi saw him, he shouted in his father's arms: "Uncle is here."

Qin Muwen put him on the ground and motioned for him to go over by himself.

Little Baozi saw Li Jin waving to him, so he took Father's hand and asked Father to follow him.

Wan Yun looked at Qin Muwen, who was bending over and walking forward with the strength of the little bun, with admiration in his eyes.

He knew how busy Li Jin was usually, and it was all thanks to that little boy that he was able to raise the little bun so well-behaved and cute.

When the little bun came up to him, Wan Yun realized that the little bun had changed his hairstyle today, his soft hair was close to his head, only a few strands fell down in front of his forehead, showing that his eyes became more cute.

Wan Yun wanted to pick up Xiao Baozi, but he found that although Xiao Baozi called 'Uncle', his target was obviously Li Jin who was standing beside him.

Wan Yun had a glimmer of hope before the dust settled, thinking that Xiao Baozi must miss him a little since he hadn't seen him for a few days.

As a result, Baozi threw himself directly onto Li Jin's lap, holding his head high: "Daddy, hug me!"

Facing Wan Yun's questioning eyes, Li Jin calmly picked up the little bun, and put him on his shoulder.

Wan Yun was silent, and finally understood why Xiao Baozi ran over so excitedly when he saw Li Jin.

Children like to hold high.

However, Li Jin doted on his children too much. Normally, as a parent, they would never let their children ride on their shoulders. That's what grandpas dote on their grandchildren.

After all, a father must have absolute majesty in front of his children, which is the reason for the well-known "intergenerational parent".

Soon, Wan Yun didn't have the heart to think about it, because Xiao Baozi sat high and picked six flowers on the wall.

He gave his father three flowers, Xiao Baozi looked at his own three flowers, and reluctantly gave Wan Yun one.

"Uncle, Huahua."

Wan Yun took the flowers, looked at Li Jin with pity, and asked the little bun, "Does your father not have flowers?"

Xiaobao said in a childish voice, "My daddy's Huahua and I belong to daddy."

Wan Yun: "...?"