The Transmigrated Li Jin’s Daily Farming Life

It turns out that the practice of calligraphy in Pang Lao is not simply writing on paper, but using an inkstone to grind a bowl of ink out, and write directly on the big flat rock by the pool.

In the afternoon, Pang Lao read Li Jin's regular script, and he was quite satisfied, and then asked him if he had any ideas about other fonts.

The answer to this question is of course no.

Old Pang was a little surprised, but didn't say anything. The apprentices accepted all of them, but they didn't include any refunds.

But Pang Lao also knows that Li Jin was focused on imperial examinations before, and because of his family background, he did not have the resources to practice other fonts.

Old Pang said: "Your regular script is quite satisfactory at first glance, but after a closer look, it is sharp, as if no one in the world can make you bend your waist."

He paused, and his face that laughed and cursed on weekdays only had a positive expression, "Xiuzhi, this is not good. Before that, you were only studying for talents. The prefects, prefects, and scholars may appreciate you because of the sharpness in your words. Because they were too crushed by secular rules, I hope someone can rush up and become a clear stream of the court.

But Xiuzhi, in the past half a month of contact with you, I found that although you are arrogant and sharp, you have always done things steadfastly. You don't want to be too sharp."

Li Jin listened carefully and was secretly shocked.

Mr. Pang is worthy of being a master of calligraphy, knowing people by character, precise, accurate and ruthless.

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

After all, Li Jin's requirements for herself have always been'have a tiger in the heart, 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 has an edge in his heart is because in this era, he has someone he wants to protect. Blindly forbearance can't be exchanged for the understanding of others, and most of them will only make that person more comfortable.

Therefore, since coming to Fucheng last year, the edge of Li Jin's character has become more obvious.This is of course related to his state of mind.

After all, when he first came to an unfamiliar city, Li Jin was not as calm and calm as he seemed on the surface, but as a man, he had to bear this.

Qin Muwen was only eighteen years old at the time, and Baozi was not even one year old. Li Jin naturally wanted to strengthen himself and protect his family.

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

This point was pointed out by the old man Pang seeing blood for a while.

Li Jin immediately asked what to do.

Old Pang said: "Whenever you practice regular script, write Sanshi's cursive script first, and put your edge in the cursive script. Later, when you write regular script, you will be more disciplined. Since you want to take the imperial examination route , The regular script must be written just right. It’s not good if it's too sharp, and it won't work if it's too regular. But it's not in a hurry, I will adjust it slowly.

Lao Pang waved his hand when Li Jin made a salute, "You are my disciple, who I don't teach you to teach? Today, after writing this bowl of ink, you can leave."

It turns out that the three stones that Pang Lao just said was to write the big stones on the shore three times.

After Li Jin wrote it once, he scooped water from the pool and started washing along the bottom of the stone. When it was washed to the front, the water also gathered in the pool again.

Elder Pang sat beside him, tasting tea, and said: "When you can write this pool of water in black, you can tell others that you are my disciple."

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

But when it was time to go home, he said goodbye to Pang Lao, saying that he could only come on even-numbered days, and then he raised his foot and walked home.

After that, he was rejected by Xiao Baozi.

Qin Muwen said to Xiao Bao: "Daddy takes a bath every day. Yesterday Xiao Baozi played tricks and refused to take a bath, but forgot?"

Xiao Bao Ji put his little hand in front of Dad's nose and said, "Xiangxiang."

This means that he is fragrant if he doesn't take a bath.

Little bun can now say more than forty words, and his little head is very clever.

What he meant was that he didn't need to take a bath every day, and he didn't need to take a bath when it was incense.

Li Jin hit another arrow in the knee. Although he didn't feel the ink smelly, he took a shower in order to be able to hold 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 arithmetic, Li Jin has not continued to compile it recently. One is that the arithmetic questions in the township examination examination are more difficult, and he cannot blindly study simple introductory math.

The second is that he can't use all his time to write mathematics like before, and he has to read a lot of books for the examination of the country.

Li Jin has discovered that the land pattern of this dynasty is very similar to the Ming and Qing Dynasties in his previous life. The whole country is divided into two Beijing and 13 provinces.

The township test is one test for one province. Except for the two more remote provinces that require a combined test, other places have set up courts in the southern part of the province.

There are also quotas for admission to the township examination. Each province has a fixed admission of 135 people, which is why so many people fail the exam.

Because each candidate's competitors are not only the talents of the same year, but also the talents of the year before, or even earlier.

On the second day of rest in April, Wu Wei, the son of Dr. Wu, came to visit him. He said: "I heard from my father, Xiu Zhi is very familiar with his father, so I will come here uninvited, and I hope Xiu Zhi will not mind."

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

Wu Wei, the word Qiuping, this is what Doctor Wu said before, and Li Jin originally wanted to call Wu Wei a greeting after returning.

But the crowning event was delayed, and then he went to visit the teacher Pang Lao, for a moment he actually forgot about it.

Wu Wei has long heard about good policy, but it is a pity that Li Jin is too busy, and he is not in the same class with him. In addition, Li Jin usually goes directly to the chef or the undergraduate school after school, he has never found the opportunity 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. Once he got to Li Jin's study, he wanted to discuss with him.

Li Jin wanted to know the results of his calligraphy practice these days. After all, he practiced every day and it was difficult to see the changes by himself.

And Pang Lao would only make corrections when he wrote something wrong, and at other times he was very leisurely drinking tea and watering the flowers.

So Li Jin said: "Then learn calligraphy."

"good."

He and Wu Wei discussed calligraphy. Naturally, they did not refer to regular scripts. After all, everyone had to write regular scripts in the examination room. They were all well-regulated, and there was no difference.

Generally speaking, they are mostly cursive.

Although Li Jin had just learned cursive calligraphy for a short time, the teacher who instructed him was Pang Lao. Coupled with his own deep practice of basic skills such as skimming, horizontal, dot, and vertical, his writing was not bad.

Wu Wei never heard the rumors that Li Jin is good at writing, but when he talked to Li Jin about learning, Li Jin said about learning calligraphy.

Wu Wei himself was surprised, but he was also good at calligraphy, and he wouldn't be ashamed to learn from each other.

At first, he still thought about whether he should give Li Jin water, and he should not write too well, so as not to make Li Jin face.After all, Li Jin just took care of him when he heard that sentence.

But when he really saw Li Jin's words, Wu Wei completely abandoned the idea of ​​releasing water for Li Jin.

After the two praised each other's strengths, Wu Wei said: "At first glance, the word Xiuzhi makes me feel very sharp, which shows that Xiuzhi has been immersed in this way for a long time."

If he knew that Li Jin had been studying cursive script for half a month, he would not know what to think.

Li Jin said: "Qiuping's cursive scripts are written differently in dots and horizontal lines. I am impressed by Xiu."

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 if the classmates who lived with him in the academy and practiced handwriting with him for so long, they didn't realize this.Every time I only praised "Qiu Ping, you wrote so well".

Therefore, Wu Wei wants to have a deep friendship with Li Jin.People who are truly educated will recognize him if he ignores his name.

In this more compact life than before, Xiao Bao Ji ushered in his second birthday.

Of course, according to the current algorithm, Xiao Bao is already three years old.

He can say about fifty words. Although he still doesn't understand what one, two, and three stand for, he can count from one to ten.

Xiao Baozi's hair is very soft, and after a night's sleep, she woke up slightly curled the next day.

On the day of his birthday, Qin Muwen got up early to hug him, looked at the handful of curvy hair ironed on Little Bun's forehead, and couldn't help but chuckle.

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

But I didn't cut Xiao Baozi's hair recently, and my bangs were already long before I knew it.

Qin Muwen looked at the bunch of hair, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became. In the end, he just carried the little bun out directly. They were all acquaintances anyway.

Children’s birthday banquets are not easy to hold. Li Jin originally planned to give Xiao Baozi a celebration from his family, but thought that Wan Yun seemed to like Xiao Baozi. A few times before, he asked if Xiao Baozi’s birthday was summer.

Li Jin also invited Wan Yun.

Because Wan Yun often came to Cengfan, as soon as 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 pass.

Little Baozi saw Li Jin also beckoning to him, so he took A-Daddy's hand and asked A-Daddy to follow him.

Wan Yun looked at Qin Muwen, who was bent over and followed the strength of the little bun, with appreciation in his eyes.

He knows how busy Li Jin is, and being able to educate the little bun to be so cute and cute, but it's all the credit of that young boy.

When the little bun came to the front, Wan Yun realized that the little bun had changed his hair style today, with his soft hair sticking to his head, only a few strands of his forehead drooped down, and his eyes became more and more well-behaved.

Wan Yun wanted to pick up the little bun, but he found that although the little bun was called'Uncle', his target person was obviously Li Jin standing next to him.

Wan Yun still had a glimmer of hope before the dust settled. He felt that Xiao Baozi would miss him a little if he hadn't seen him in a few days.

As a result, Baozi threw directly on Li Jin’s lap, holding his head high: "Daddy, hug!"

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

Wan Yun was silent, and finally knew why Xiao Baozi ran so excited when he saw Li Jin.

Children like to lift high.

However, Li Jin spoiled his children too much. As a parent, he would never let his children ride on his shoulders. It was the grandfather who spoiled his grandson.

After all, fathers must have absolute majesty in front of their children. This is the reason why the well-known "inter-generational family" is so.

Soon, Wan Yun didn't have the heart to think about this, because the little bun sat high and picked six flowers on the wall.

Three flowers were given to his father, and the little bun looked at his three flowers and reluctantly gave one to Wan Yun.

"Uncle, Huahua."

Wan Yun took the flower, looked at Li Jin with pity, and asked Xiao Baozi: "Does your dad have no flower?"

Xiao Bao Qi said in a gruff: "Daddy and I's flowers are all from Daddy."

Wan Yun: "......?"