The Transmigrated Li Jin’s Daily Farming Life

It turns out that practicing calligraphy in Pang Lao is not simply writing on paper, but using an inkstone to grind out a bowl of ink, 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 he didn't say anything. The apprentices accepted all of them, but they didn't include a refund.

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 smiley and cursing face on weekdays only had a stern expression, "Xiuzhi, this won't work. Before that, you were only studying for talents, prefects, prefects, and scholars might 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 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.

Old man 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 the ones 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 tender to his family and gentle and sincere to his friends.

The reason why he has a sharp edge is because in this era, he has someone he wants to protect. Blindly forbearance can not exchange other people's understanding, most of which will only make that person more adept.

Therefore, since coming to Fucheng last year, the sharpness of Li Jin's character has become more apparent. This of course has something to do with 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 18 years old at the time, and Baozi was not yet full. 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 road of imperial examination , 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. However, it's not in a hurry. I will adjust it slowly."

Old 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 turned out that the three stones that Pang Lao just mentioned 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.

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

Li Jin wrote all afternoon, and 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 without taking 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 fragrant.

Li Jin hit another arrow in the knee. Although he didn't feel the ink smelly, he still 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 hasn't 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 arithmetic.

The second is that he can't use all his time to write mathematics like before, and he has to be well-versed in 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. This 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. I hope Xiu Zhi will not care."

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

Wu Wei, the word Qiuping, this is what Doctor Wu said before. Li Jin originally wanted to pay Wu Wei a greeting after coming back.

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 had long heard about good policy, but it was a pity that Li Jin was too busy, and he was not in the same class with him. In addition, Li Jin usually went directly to the chef or undergraduate school after school. He 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. As soon as he arrived in Li Jin's study, he wanted to learn from him.

Li Jin wanted to know the results of his calligraphy practice these days, after all, he practiced every day, it is difficult to see the changes.

auzw.com And Pang Lao will only make corrections when he writes incorrectly. At other times, he is leisurely drinking tea and watering 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 has just learned cursive script for a long time, his teacher is Pang Lao. Coupled with his own deep practice of basic skills such as skimming, horizontal, dot, and vertical, his writing is naturally 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 also 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 was taking 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 was 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 admire 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 "Chooping, 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 abandons 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 now. 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, 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. Several 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-da by the hand and asked A-da to go with him.

Wan Yun looked at Qin Muwen, who was bent over and followed the strength of the little bun, with admiration 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 is all due to the little boy.

When the little bun came to the front, Wan Yun realized that the little bun had changed his hair style today, and his soft hair was close to his head. Only a few strands of his forehead drooped down, and his eyes became more and more obedient.

Wan Yun wanted to pick up the little bun, but he found that although the little bun called "Uncle", his target person was obviously Li Jin standing beside 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 for a few days.

As a result, Baozi leaped 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 only his 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 ‘separate relatives’ are.

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: "......?"

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