The Transmigrated Li Jin’s Daily Farming Life

Huang Yiling is probably the first person who can paint since Li Jin traveled.

Several people fought a few circles of poems, and Huang Yiling also painted almost the same.

Seeing that Li Jinxing was not composing poems, Xu Zifan proposed to show everyone in the courtyard.

There is only one house in the town with this kind of scale layout.

Chen Xiran naturally agreed, and he could see that among the three students of Huang Xiucai, only Xu Zifan was better at writing poems, and the other two were just as good as him.

Realizing this, Chen Xiran was very happy.

It seems that the style of writing in this town is not very civilized, and it is still lacking in cultivating students' elegance and interest, but it is just right.

What Chen Xiran can feel, Li Jin can naturally detect it.

He thought, Mr. Song said before that the level of students in each town is different, and he warned him not to be proud of his excellent schooling in his town.

Chen Xiran also told him in the morning that when he was studying before, everyone was very interested in singing poems.

But in their town, the abilities of the few people sitting there are almost the same. It seems that they are not as good as the students in the place before Chen Xiran in terms of poetry.

The imperial examination will not help the poor because of a candidate's birthplace. For the county examination, it is a unified examination for candidates throughout the county. Mr. Song said before that the students in the county will have a much better learning atmosphere than in the town.

Thinking about it this way, Li Jin told himself that he must not slack off.

Regardless of whether he plans to go to the exam in the future, Xiucai is the most basic fame of a scholar. If he takes the Xiucai exam, no one in the town would dare to bully his husband for no reason.

Huang Yiling made the last stroke and greeted everyone to watch.

Although Li Jin has never studied art appreciation, he took a closer look and found Huang Yiling's paintings to be very comfortable.

His painting skills may not be very exquisite, but it can also be seen that he has enough talent in this area.

Step by step from the layout and the intensity of pen and ink, the beauty of the first bloom of the chrysanthemum is presented, as if it can make people feel the chrysanthemum that is spitting its core.

Li Jin praised: "Brother Huang's paintings are really delicate and vivid."

Huang Yiling was very excited when he heard him boasting so much. After all, he was still thinking about sending the ‘medicine map’ he drew to Li Jin.

If Li Jin doesn't like it, he won't ask for humiliation.

Fortunately, Li Jin is really praising his paintings.

Huang Yiling had a talent for painting when he was a child. Coupled with the fact that he has been with Huang Xiucai since childhood and has plenty of time to study, Huang Xiucai will naturally not lose his talents, but instead ask someone to teach him painting and calligraphy.

But the man himself was from a wild road, and after teaching for a few years, he said that he had nothing to teach anymore, so he resigned.

This is also the limitation of small places, but for a child from a farm family, it is already very lucky.

Huang Yiling smiled and said: "Brother Li's chrysanthemum appreciation poem just now is also zhuyu. Huang has a relentless request. I hope Brother Li will write a poem on this painting. How about?"

The chrysanthemum picture by Li Jinguan is three feet (100cm long and 55cm wide). Huang Yiling painted it upright. There is a large blank space on the left side, which is the place for the artist to nominate.

He didn't refuse, because the five people's relationship was suddenly pulled closer because of the previous medical treatment. If he refused, he would be very polite.

So Li Jin took the brush, stood still, and used the tip of the pen to write the ink, so that the writing would be smaller and more delicate.

The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway.

Huang Yiling's painting was originally small, but there is no smaller brush here, so he can only use ordinary brushes to write poems.

This action of Li Jin made people think of him higher. It can be seen that this person is not a swollen face to fill a fat man, but is really knowledgeable and has ink in his stomach.

Li Jin wrote the title of the poem he had just written. He has now trained every stroke with a strong sense of character, and his liu style is very correct.

It complements the nobility of the chrysanthemums painted by Huang Yiling, and has a finishing touch, which improves the quality of the entire painting.

Huang Yiling clapped her hands and applauded: "Brother Li's words are full of character, very much like Brother Li himself."

He put away the painting and said, "I want to hang this painting in my bedroom, and I will examine my body three times a day, whether I practice calligraphy, endorsement, or do anything wrong!"

Zhou Qi smiled and said: "Okay you Huang Yiling, what Sansheng said is repetitive/reflection, you are changing the concept in secret."

Huang Yiling has become a habit of debating with him, saying: "I know it naturally, but I just want to use Brother Li's words to stimulate my daily practice."

When Li Jin saw Huang Yiling's signature, he actually wrote very well. After all, he was taken by Huang Xiucai since he was a child. For so many years, it was strange to write badly.

But maybe because Huang Yiling spends more time learning calligraphy and painting, he couldn't help but bring a little of calligraphy and calligraphy into his writing, and every character is quite smooth.

Such characters are good-looking, and they match well with calligraphy and painting.

But it is not the regular script required for the imperial examination.

Li Jin thinks that in this era, Guange style has not yet appeared. Although the imperial examination requires a unified font in regular script, there is no regulation on whether it is Yan style or Liu style.

He has practiced both fonts himself, but this time Huang Yiling's paintings are chrysanthemums, with slender strokes, which are obviously more suitable with thin fluid.

Subsequently, Xu Zifan, as the main home, took a few people to visit the house.

No one knows that this painting was sold at a high price of a hundred taels of silver a few decades later, not to say how delicate the painting is.

It's because of that poem and the person who wrote it.

The post of Li Jin, a master of calligraphy in his early years, is nowhere to be found. Although this poem is written in fluid, it has already demonstrated Li Jin's personal style.

Of course, no one knows the follow-up story at this moment.

Huang Yiling walked to Li Jin's side and said, "Brother Li, I didn't expect to meet here for a month and a half.

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To be honest, I went to Xinglintang for medicine that day. After I returned, I made a painting and wanted to give you a gift. But then I went to Xinglintang again. The apprentice told me that you didn't go to the clinic anymore. I thought I had no chance to send this painting out. "

When Huang Yiling talked to this point, Li Jin would naturally not refuse.

In addition, he had just written a poem for Huang Yiling, this painting was regarded as a courtesy and had to be accepted.

But Li Jin has his own idea, that is, he has to wait for a suitable opportunity to ask Huang Yiling to teach him painting.

So he discussed the content of calligraphy and painting with Huang Yiling for a long time, and there was a gentle smile on his face, which made people feel close when they saw it.

When Li Jin was sitting solemnly in the hospital, some patients who made loud noises did not dare to make trouble when they came to him.

But if he takes the initiative to find a conversation, he will soon get along with others.

When the tea party was over, Li Jin had already made an appointment with Huang Yiling for the next meeting.

Of course, it is unrealistic to let Huang Yiling go to the village to find him, and as Mr. Song's student, it is not easy for him to go to Huang Xiucai's door to find Huang Yiling.

So the two made an appointment with a teahouse in the town, and they exchanged inscriptions and paintings while drinking tea, hearing and reading books.

When the relationship between the two is better, it will be less obtrusive for Li Jin to ask for advice.

Ancient scholars were more roundabout and paid attention to etiquette, and Li Jin has become accustomed to this way.

But if the relationship is close, of course you can speak directly.

Just like Huang Yiling actually wanted to ask Li Jin to prescribe Mr. Huang, but this time he did not say anything about it. After all, Li Jin is no longer the doctor of Xinglintang. He and Li Jin are also strangers. To say so directly will make people I think he is very uneducated.

The five people walked to the town together, and then they said goodbye.

By this time, the sun had already drifted to the west, and it was obviously past noon.

Li Jin was also hungry. Fortunately, he had eaten the buns bought by Chen Xiran in the morning. Otherwise, with the breakfast that he woke up at six o'clock in the morning, he was afraid that his stomach would grumble.

Chen Xiran approached Li Jin and said, "Let’s go to Baishifang. As soon as we met, I said I would go to Baishifang to invite you to dinner. I finally have a chance."

Li Jin nodded and agreed: "Okay."

It takes at least an hour to go back, and he still has the self/abuse to the point of going back on an empty stomach.

There are many people in Baishifang, and even at this point, there are very few empty seats at the table.

The guy took them to find a table in the back, "Two guest officers, what do you want?"

Chen Xiran is a frequent visitor here. He talked about three dishes and listed a few options for Li Jin. Li Jin chose ‘Di Sanxian’.

Four dishes for two people are quite a lot.

Although Chen Xiran's family is wealthy, he is not a second generation ancestor who likes to show off.

Two men can still finish eating four dishes, after all, they are hungry for most of the day.

Chen Xiran is a smart man. He said, "A Jin, do you want to learn painting?"

Li Jin nodded, it is not surprising that Chen Xiran saw this. Those who know him know that he rarely takes the initiative to talk to strangers for so long.

"Yes, I don't need to go to the hospital for consultation recently. The remaining money at home is enough. I want to learn one of the six arts."

Chen Xiran said: "I remember that my family has some manuscripts for the introduction of calligraphy and painting. I will find them for you tomorrow.

Although I have never learned to paint, my former husband likes to paint. Painting is almost like calligraphy. You can learn the basic brushwork in books, and then practice more by yourself. As for the more delicate and original brushwork, you have to go to a teacher. "

Li Jin thanked him and said, "Thank you Brother Chen."

Chen Xiran waved his hand: "I'm just afraid you will find someone to apprentice. Although he can paint, he can still teach children enlightenment.

You will know the basic brushwork and composition when I give you the book, but you have to communicate with him for specific improvements. "

Li Jin laughed, "I have the idea of ​​apprenticeship. I learn from others, from the past to the present, from all directions, to achieve first..."

Chen Xiran said: "I know that the first is to learn first, but we are classmates, and you have been apprentice to the teacher, then wouldn't he count me as half a master?"

Li Jin did not expect that he was actually worried about this, and said: "Don't worry, the master can become a teacher without fake, but it is not this worship that really wants to worship the teacher."

Chen Xiran was relieved now.

Li Jin was walking on the way back, and couldn't help shaking his head. Even Song Xiucai did not accept disciples, only their husband and teacher, not master.

Master, as the name implies, is a teacher for one day and a father for life.

Li Jin has no plans to worship Master for the time being.

Even those champions and Tanhua Lang who were named in the gold list only worshiped a certain Confucian scholar a few years before entering the court.

Li Jin thought, he didn't have such lofty ambitions. He had only one dream for the time being, that is, to make money and replace all the coarse sheets at home with cotton.

Otherwise, if you bully the teenager next time, let him ride...

He didn't want to see his body rubbed with red marks on the sheets every time he cleaned the boy.

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