The husband that Li Jin had worshipped before was a talented scholar named Song Yuan.
Song Yuan passed the county examination, government examination and hospital examination when he was weak (20 years old), and finally obtained the fame as a scholar.
After that, he participated in two rural examinations, but both of them lost his name. Later, he lost his fighting spirit and didn't plan to bother thinking about that Juren, so he was called a scholar who had fallen behind.
Mr. Song’s home was originally in Xiatan Village. Later, he gained a reputation as a talented scholar. So his fellow tribe bought him a house in the town so that he can spend time teaching his tribe’s children.
In addition, Song Yuan also accepted other students from surrounding villages.
After all, being a husband is not doing charity, and Song Yuan can't live without meals, so if you accept students from other villages, you will have to pay for repairs.
Li Jin bought ten sticks of bacon, carried them across the main street, and walked towards Mr. Song's house.
They usually go to class in a side room in the front yard of Mr. Song's house, and there are less than ten students in total, so they are not restrained.
When passing by the bun shop, Li Jin bought two more plain buns.
The lady boss still remembered him as a handsome offspring, and she wrapped him up without saying anything.
It just so happened that today the daughter of the proprietress who was still in her boudoir came out to help her steam the buns, and she happened to see Li Jin's profile.
Her daughter said: "Mother, this person is so familiar."
The businessmen in the town did not have the family's rules to keep their daughters and brothers from getting out of the door.
The proprietress said: "Coincidentally, the last time I saw him come to buy steamed buns, I thought he was familiar with him. It seemed that he was from the surrounding villages.
Her daughter wrinkled without thinking.
"But I just can't remember when I saw it."
Li Jin didn't know the fact that the original body used to be drunk before was almost remembered by the proprietress of the bun shop.
He quickly finished eating the buns to cushion his stomach, followed the route in his memory, walked to the residential area of the town, turned two turns, and saw a familiar house.
He stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Mr. Song's eldest son came out and opened the door.
The child is only seven years old this year, wearing a reduced version of the gown, with a round face, very pleasing.
After he saw Li Jin, he asked seriously, "This is Song Xiucai's house. Who is the person here? What is the master?"
...... These first seven-year-old children speak so literally.
But Li Jin was even more ashamed of himself. He was Song Yuan's student, and the kid didn't even remember him.
"Under Mr. Song's disciple, Li Jin. I was sick some time ago and asked for leave, so I came here today to cancel."
After hearing this, the little boy said, "Wait a minute, I will go back." Then he ran back and called for someone.
Today is the time of Mu Xiu, Li Jin’s classmates have all gone back on vacation, and Mr. Song is also free.
When he heard the name'Li Jin', he frowned first, but then remembered the scene where Li Jin's mother knelt down and begged him two years ago. He still put down the tea cup and said, "Call him in."
Mr. Song's house has two entrances. After entering from the main entrance, walk a few steps to reach the shadow wall.
The child led him in through the hanging flower gate next to him, walked through the hand-shoveling veranda on the left, walked to the end and then turned right, to the main hall.
The children in Mr. Song's family are very polite. After taking Li Jin over, they ran away without ordering them.
Li Jin put the back basket outside the door, carrying bacon and two hundred words of Xiu Li to enter.
He bent over for Mr. Song and said at the same time: "Student Li Jin, see Mr. Song."
Seeing his upright attitude, Mr. Song's expression improved a lot.
Let Li Jin put his things down first, sat opposite him, and asked faintly: "A few days ago, you asked for leave, saying that Fulang was producing. Is it going well now?"
This is the leave requested by the original owner to skip class.
Although he didn't care about husband Lang, he used this as an excuse to skip class, which was really mean.
Li Jin put on a smile on his face: "Successfully gave birth to a brother, and husband is safe."
Mr. Song said, "Looking at you now that the prodigal son is turning around, then I won't talk too much.
People who are already fathers should avoid rush and rashness, be dedicated to learning, and get fame and fame, or be a patriarch and a wife and shelter."
Li Jin naturally responded.
Mr. Song asked again: "Do you want to participate in the child birth test in February next year? You have been filial piety for the past two years, and it has been a long delay.
The students here usually take the first exam at the age of fourteen, not to gain fame, but to feel the atmosphere and familiarize themselves with the environment.
Good to prepare for the next one in one fell swoop."
...So this is to use the formal exam as a mock exam.
Li Jin said: "Sir, can I take the exam for my knowledge?"
Mr. Song didn't say anything euphemistically: "Of course I couldn't pass the test the first time, so I told you to get familiar with the environment first."
Li Jin wanted to say that he could rescue it.
After all, I am an adult, and my concentration and self-control are much better than those of children. I might have a chance to study hard like a head hanging beam and a cone...
Mr. Song saw Li Jin's thoughts and exhorted: "Don't go too far.
The children’s test is divided into three, and the first county test involves five subjects, which is very difficult to prepare."
After a pause, he said again, "But if you are so motivated, you will prepare paper and pen tomorrow, copy all the Four Books and Five Classics from me, and go back and recite more.
If you can memorize these books in September, I will teach you the writing patterns of eight-part essays, classics, and policy arguments in advance."
Li Jin quickly stood up and said again: "Bye Mr. Xie."
Mr. Song was very satisfied with his attitude, and this time Li Jin was completely different from the cringing and absent-minded state in the past.
It's as if you really grew up suddenly.
As a gentleman, I naturally don’t pour cold water on hardworking students.
Seeing that it was about to lunch time, Li Jin didn't stay much, and went out to buy paper and pen.
Mr. Song's family is not careful and wealthy, his wife is a woman from the same village.
There is no concubine room.
When eating at noon, my wife was a little surprised when she saw the two hundred texts.
"The child said that Li Jin came to see you. I didn't take it seriously. Why did he suddenly give gifts?"
After a pause, "I knew I should keep him for dinner."
Although the two hundred wen is not much, it still has to be earned by ordinary dealers for half a month.
Mr. Song thought, his wife is good in everything, but he values this yellow and white thing too much.
In his opinion, Li Jin can take as many rituals as he can, and rituals are light and affectionate.
Song Yuan said: "It's okay, I will ask him to copy the "Four Books" and "Five Classics" tomorrow to recite. You can keep him for dinner tomorrow."
Wife: "..." She really just talked about it.
Don't think of her husband as a talent, but he is so dull.
But that’s okay, you’ll do everything in a stern, serious manner, and you won’t have any moths in your life.
Li Jin visited two or three shops on the main street this time and compared the prices of paper and pen.
He used to use a computer to write medical records before, and at most he used a pen when signing.
Once through, everything goes back to before liberation.
Li Jin chose the cheapest rabbit hair brush in the end. As for the pen and paper before the original owner, it seemed that they were all sold and bought.
After being addicted to alcohol, he couldn't control anything. Li Jin had seen this kind of person in his life, but he didn't expect the original owner to be one of them.
As for the paper for copying and practicing calligraphy, Li Jin plans to buy a different one.
The purpose of copying the book is to keep the ink evenly, so that it will be easier to memorize in the future; but to practice calligraphy, it will consume more paper. Li Jin plans to buy the cheapest paper with raw edges.
"Shounen Lang, rice paper costs a dollar or two. It's not a good deal to buy. Instead of buying a quart bamboo-leaf paper, it only costs 200 liters per dollar, and raw edged paper costs 40 liters.
What if you buy a dollar for both and give you two rabbit brushes and a piece of ink?"
According to the store, Li Jin is young. Although he wears a scholar's robe, the color has faded a bit because of the frequent washing.
At first glance, he is not a child of a rich family.
So he also gave it a little bit, the poor family has a precious son, if this young man becomes a young man in the future and is admitted to a talent, then his store will definitely not worry about running out of business!
Anyway, he won't lose money by selling it like this, but he won't make much.
The main raw material of bamboo leaf paper is bamboo. The surface of the paper is smooth, and it is not as convenient for inking as rice paper. The book needs to be dried for a while.
But it is much more affordable than rice paper.
Li Jin felt that the boss was really good, so he bought both bamboo-leaf paper and unedged paper and put them in the back basket.
As for the brush and ink, he wrapped it up and put it in his cuff.
The boss saw that Li Jin was still looking at the store after he bought it. He promoted: "I still have some copybooks here. Both Yan and Liu styles are available. Can the young man need it?"
Li Jin finally bought both copybooks.
Although he learned Liu Ti in his previous life, he has lived in ancient times in his life, and he doesn't want to learn only one type of font.
Liu Ti and Yan Ti are now the mainstream fonts for writing articles in imperial examinations.
But because of the mainstream, it has become a font that every examinee will write.
If you want your answer sheet to stand out from the crowd, you can't copy and imitate blindly.
Li Jin thought, maybe, after he has practiced calligraphy for more than ten years, he can draw on the best of everyone and write a font with his own unique style.
For example, the pavilion style that prevailed during the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
It is now in mid-June, and the exam is due in February next year. Li Jin can only start from copying now.
He only hoped that before the exam, the Liu body he wrote could be fast and neat.
Neat and clean documents for the examiner and supervisor are the most important.
If you want to show off your skills, then put the cart before the horse.
This is an imperial examination, not a calligraphy competition.
Li Jin asked himself that he is not a genius who can create a mainstream of calligraphy, but calligraphy can really cultivate his sentiment.
He intends to do good handwriting when he has extra time in the future.
Not enough talent, diligence to make up.
As a result, Li Jin spent a total of 65 essays.
But he wants to buy more than just these, Li Jin thinks, eggs and vegetables can be bought from the villagers.
The young man has been recovering recently, and his diet can no longer be so light. He plans to buy more pork belly to make braised pork.
And the juvenile seemed to like the meat buns on the street. Li Jin bought two more and took them back.
——When the young man ate the meat buns, his eyes were shining and his face was satisfied.
The lady boss looked at his straight back, feeling familiar and strange.
Just say that this robe obviously feels familiar, why can't I remember who this person is?
Suddenly, the lady boss's daughter remembered.
"Mother, that's the one who likes to drink in the tavern! But he seems to have not been here for a long time recently."
There are many people in the town, everyone is not that familiar, and no one knows who is following.
Therefore, no one knows what happened to Li Jin.
At most, it's because you often do business and see it before you pay attention.
With this reminder, the lady boss also remembered herself.
She said: "They look alike, but they always feel like they have changed people..."