The Transmigrated Li Jin's Daily Farming Life

In the evening, Li Jin went back to finish copying the book, and continued to do the most basic calligraphy exercises with rough-edged paper.

The boy came over and saw him doing the simplest exercises, and was slightly surprised.

Li Jin put down his pen, turned his head to look over, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The young man smiled slightly, and the cinnabar mole on the tip of his eyebrows looked extraordinarily beautiful under the candlelight.

He said: "When my elder brothers were studying, my husband also asked them to practice the most basic horizontal and vertical.

Before, I saw that Ah Jin only painted red and didn't practice. I wanted to tell Ah Jin about this, but I never found the opportunity. "

After a pause, the boy continued: "Ah Jin is already consolidating his writing, so I don't need to say anything."

Li Jin thought that what he was talking about should be the original owner, so he didn't give him a chance to raise minor opinions.

Li Jin asked, "Can you also write?"

Now that he has recalled most of the memories of the original owner, he is not worried about revealing his secrets.

It's just that the original owner has very few memories related to the boy. Li Jin only knows that the boy was bought by his family, but he doesn't know much about the boy's life experience.

Qin Muwen lowered his eyes and said, "I know a little bit, but it's useless for me to learn calligraphy, so I don't learn much."

Li Jin smiled and said, "How can it be useless? After our family makes money, you will have to record the purchases. When I finish my handwriting practice, I can teach you."

The boy's eyes were wide open, and he looked at Li Jin. Back then, even his father said that it was useless for him to learn calligraphy.

It's better to learn some piano skills and play for your husband.

But now his husband is telling him seriously that my brother can practice calligraphy, but he has to be a housekeeper in the future.

Pleased by his reaction, Li Jin smiled and said, "Originally, I could teach you to continue practicing calligraphy when I have free time, but I'm still in the groping stage, so I don't intend to fool you.

When I practice better, I will have the confidence to teach you. "

As for his background, Li Jin didn't go into details.

Even if the boy was born in a wealthy family before, but now that he has fallen to this point, it proves that the family has broken up.

Asking again is tantamount to tearing open a wound that has already scabbed, it is too painful.

So Li Jin didn't continue the topic.

When the young man let go of everything and is willing to tell him, it will be a matter of course.

Then the boy sat on the bed and put Baozi to sleep. Li Jin finished practicing ten big characters, turned off the lights, washed up in the yard, and fell asleep with the sound of cicadas chirping.

On the second day, everything after getting up in the morning has already made the two of them have a tacit understanding.

The teenager cooks porridge, bakes potatoes, and mixes a bowl of wild vegetables.

Li Jin finished feeding the children, washed up, and packed the basket.

In fact, after the next drug sale, he can save money to buy a bookcase, just like the ones he saw on TV. Scholars usually memorize one for exams.

It is usually made of wicker, and there are pens, ink, paper and inkstone inside, a change of laundry pants and so on.

I don't really need it now, but when I go to the county exam next February, I have to go all the way to the county. It is much more convenient to carry a bookcase on the road than a basket, and I can pack different things in different categories.

Moreover, there is a canopy on the top of the book box to protect the contents from getting wet.

It's just that book boxes cannot be brought into the examination room, and only simple book baskets can be brought into the examination room.

Li Jin still arrived relatively early this day. The scriptures that Mr. Song gave him yesterday were divided into three parts: upper, middle and lower. Mr. Song only gave him one.

Li Jin did the math, the "Four Books" counted about [-] to [-] characters, and the "Five Classics" could be a little more.

But each book is about [-] words.

What Mr. Song gave Li Jin yesterday was only one-third of a book. In fact, it was only about [-] words.

So he could finish copying in one night.

Li Jin thought that his copying speed was about [-] words an hour, and he copied the book just over an hour yesterday, so he was quite satisfied with this speed.

It will take at least a month to finish copying the "Four Books" and "Five Classics".

Thinking about it this way, the exams for the ancients were really not easy. Just the most basic exams for children, they required memorizing the "Four Books" and "Five Classics", in addition to the "Sacred Edicts and Guang Xun" and so on.

Before Mr. Song came to arrange today's content, Li Jin picked up a pen and began to silently write the content he copied yesterday.

He didn't recite it on purpose yesterday, but after all, he is an adult's thinking. He focuses on understanding when he reads something. If he understands part of it, it will be much easier to recite.

About a quarter of the way through Li Jin's writing, Chen Xiran came.

As soon as he came in, he played a few repertoires of 'Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

"Li Xiandi, the book you just got yesterday, can you write silently today?"

Li Jin smiled bitterly: "No, I'm just trying to write silently, I remember I'm not that familiar yet."

Chen Xiran has also learned this book before. He has a good memory, so he roughly scanned what Li Jin had written.

"You didn't make a mistake when you tried to write from memory! I thought my memory was a natural gift for reading, but today I found out that there is someone other than me. Brother Li Xian laughed at me."

Mr. Song came a little late today, his face was very smelly, and he didn't know what happened.

In ancient times, the master had a lot of power. If he got angry, he might say that today's class is cancelled.

But Mr. Song obviously had a better self-cultivation. He took out two copies, one for Chen Xiran, and the other for the commentary on the scripture that Li Jin copied yesterday, and he gave this to Li Jin.

"Chen Xiran, go read by the window, Li Jin, copy first."

Both of them answered in unison, "Yes."

Mr. Song is teaching students according to their aptitude. He knows that Chen Xiran has a good memory, and that Chen Xiran's family is rich and there are a lot of books in his study.He was not allowed to continue copying, so he was asked to read while reading.

The book in Li Jin's hand is relatively thin, so it can probably be transcribed in one morning.

However, it was also fortunate that Li Jin knew the actual situation of his family and had no desire to compare.

Otherwise, he would definitely feel that it is too discriminatory for the master to ask him to copy the book, but only let Chen Xiran endorse it.

After Mr. Song left, Li Jin spent half an hour writing the rest silently. He could roughly know the shape of some rare characters, but he couldn't write them out.

Afterwards, Li Jin began to transcribe the annotations, and there were still two fonts on the book.

It seems that Mr. Song's teacher is very good, and he gave him all the books in his collection.

Li Jin looked at the back, and even found that Mr. Song circled the words next to those unfamiliar words that he didn't know, and then wrote a lot of explanations.

It seems that the ancients did not know how to write rare characters at a glance.

However, it is also convenient for him to understand and remember.

It's not even noon today, and the classroom next door has already dispersed. Mr. Song's face was still terribly dark when he entered the study.

He didn't even say anything, and asked Chen Xiran to recite the book in the morning.

Then he tortured Li Jin with a few more questions.

Fortunately, neither of them was lazy, and they answered all of them, which made Mr. Song look a little better.

Afterwards, Mr. Song assigned homework to the two of them, and let them leave immediately.

After going out, Chen Xiran winked at Li Jin and said, "I know why sir is in a bad mood today."

Li Jin: "Oh."

Chen Xiran said, "Don't you want to know?"

Li Jin: "I don't want to."

Chen Xiran's words were stuck in his throat: "You are really boring, forget it and let me tell you.

A few days ago, the husband's mother passed away, but just after three years, the villagers, in order to please the husband, actually sent a big girl with yellow flowers to the husband's father as his second wife. "

Chen Xiran continued: "Do you think sir's face is not dark? Then you have to call a girl who is a round younger than him mother."

Li Jin frowned: "Sir won't agree to this matter." Although his father married his step-wife, it is obvious that Song Yuan is the promising person now, and his father should seek his son's opinion.

Chen Xiran said: "Of course I don't agree, to be honest, my husband's father didn't agree either, but the family insisted that the old man has tarnished the innocence of his daughter..."

This is really impossible to wash away even if you jump into the Yellow River.

Chen Xiran said: "The old man can cultivate a scholar, he must not be confused, if he does this, the husband will also be dismissed.

In my opinion, someone must have deliberately framed Mr. "

Based on his contact with Mr. Song these days, Li Jin also felt that Mr. Song was upright and trustworthy.His father would not be so old that he could still see someone who was good enough to be his granddaughter.

So, what is the purpose of these people?

Chen Xiran sneered: "My father has already gone to investigate, don't worry, he will definitely clear Mr.

Think about it, we are about to take part in the imperial examination, if Mr. is dismissed, where can we find another scholar to guarantee? "

The number of guarantors for each scholar is limited.

There are only three scholars in ten miles and eight townships, and the other two are not familiar with Li Jin, not to mention whether these talents are willing to vouch for Li Jin.

It's just a question of whether they still have other guarantee places in their hands.

Li Jin suddenly became serious: "So, according to what Brother Chen said, these people's ultimate goal is the two of us?"

is this necessary?

Chen Xiran said in shame: "I learned about Li Xiandi's reputation yesterday, those people shouldn't be worried about you being admitted as a scholar, they are worried about me."

Although the town is small, there is still competition.

If the guarantor of a scholar is also admitted as a scholar, the imperial court will also reward the guarantor.

In this way, Mr. Song's reputation can overwhelm the other two scholars in the town.

Li Jin thought, this intrigue is even more exciting than the storybook.

He had heard earlier that someone gave laxatives to the students who were taking the same exam, which prevented them from passing the exam. This happened to him directly, and he will have to be careful in the future.

But why is Chen Xiran so confident that the mastermind behind the scenes is worried that he will be a scholar?

Chen Xiran seemed to know what Li Jin was wondering about, he said: "Sure enough, Brother Li Xian doesn't care about the gossip in the town, because I'm a high-profile person. When our family first moved in, I said that I would definitely be admitted as a scholar... "

Li Jin was silent.

Sure enough, it is an eternal truth to pretend to be struck by lightning.

Li Jin said: "Sir, if you need our help, I will be there for you."

Chen Xiran said: "Li Xiandi, don't worry, I won't implicate you!"