Qin Muwen took out the sachet that he had sewn a long time ago, bent down and tied it to Li Jin's belt seriously.
The color of the sachet is darker, which matches the color of the clothes Li Jin is wearing today. The tail of the sachet is still covered with tassel. Li Jin glanced at it and felt a little familiar, and said, "Did you make the tassel yourself?"
Qin Muwen nodded.
Li Jin said: "Wenwen is really clever."
Qin Muwen said, "If A Jin likes it, I can also make a fan pendant or a sword spike."
Li Jin said: "Fan falls are good, but sword spikes are exempted. I can't dance swords."
Qin Muwen nodded, seeing that he was already seriously planning what kind of fan pendant to make.
After waking up for so long, Xiao Baozi was a little sleepy at first, but because Li Jin won, the little guy was also excited with Yourongyan.
Later, before the people who originally called Li Jin's name could come forward to say hello, Li Jin held him in his arms.
This move perfectly satisfied Xiao Baoji's possessiveness towards his father. He was very happy to put his arms around Li Jin's neck and didn't let go.
It happened that Li Jin was walking in the direction where the chief of the mountain and Wan Jiaoyu were sitting. Going a little further up, you could overlook the whole picture of Ningxing Academy.
Li Jin also took Qin Muwen this way to introduce his academy to him.
Wan Jiaoyu was the first to say hello: "A Jin, I brought a little bun today."
Li Jin put down the little bun and bowed to the mountain chief and Wan Jiaoyu, and Qin Muwen followed his example and bowed.
Li Jin said, "It's getting warmer today, and I just took my family out for a spring outing." After speaking, he introduced his wife and children to the mountain chief.
Li Jin squatted down and said to the little bun, "My name is Grandpa Shanchang."
While Xiao Baozi was obedient, his voice was soft and glutinous, "Hello, Grandpa Shanchang."
"Little bun, you are fine too."
Li Jin pointed to Wan Yun again to Baozi and said, "Does Baozi remember this uncle?"
Wan Yun's and Xiao Baozi's voices overlapped.
"Definitely remember!"
"I forgot about the bag."
Wan Yun: "...Little Bun, I'm Uncle Wan."
The little bun looked at Li Jin, and when Li Jin nodded to him, he said, "Uncle,"
Shan Chang stroked his beard and smiled: "Yes, Zhong Ling Yuxiu."
Wan Yun was deeply shocked: "He forgot me..."
The little bun stood on the ground, he didn't understand why he was so obedient, why didn't his father hug him, he grabbed Li Jin's robe with his small hands, and his big eyes were full of grievances.
Li Jin hurriedly hugged Baozi in his arms, and two pairs of identical eyes appeared in the same frame, one pair was loving and gentle, the other aggrieved and innocent.
This is exactly what Wan Jiao said, and the little bun has interpreted Li Jin's emotions that will never appear in his eyes in this life.
The huge contrast between him and the child gave a soft halo to Li Jincloth, who had strictly restrained him in the past, and with the red hairband he had not replaced, it smoothed out a lot of seriousness. The two words 'good son-in-law' suddenly popped out of the mountain chief's heart.
The chief of the mountain thought, recently, I have heard a lot of daughter-in-law talking about choosing a husband for her granddaughter, and everyone will go this way when they see it.
However, just looking at Li Jin's attitude, he is rigorous and serious on the outside, gentle and patient on the inside, and he is indeed a good son-in-law.
But no matter what, Li Jin is a family man.
There must be a lot of excellence in his wife who can be so favored by him in the palm of his hand.
After Li Jin said goodbye to the mountain chief and Wan Jiao, he took his husband to overlook the academy.
He pointed Qin Muwen to Class A where he was studying and the Department of Mathematics, where he was a teaching assistant, and said, "The biggest house on the central axis is the Confucian Temple. Before each test, everyone spontaneously goes in to worship."
Qin Muwen's eyes widened: "A Jin also bows?"
Li Jin smiled and rubbed the husband's head, but said nothing. He originally didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he could encounter such outrageous things through time, and his attitude gradually changed.
When Li Jin and Qin Muwen went back along the way, there were other girls who wanted to smash Li Jin with sachets, but their eyes fell on the small sachet of the same color around his waist, and they all died down and smashed others.
There is an unwritten rule that this spring outing is a rare occasion for girls and brothers to take the initiative to smash sachets, which can be regarded as a two-way choice for men and women.
If the young man was hit by someone, he would tie the sachet made by that person to a conspicuous position on his body to show his 'ownership'.
After the spring outing day, Li Jin's literati circle in Fucheng completely opened up.
Previously, Li Jin was only famous in Ningxing Academy, but he was not well-known in the whole circle of literati, where both the refined and the popular.
In fact, it is not uncommon for double case leaders in Fucheng. Over the years, there have been more than a dozen of them. Wan Jieyuan even had three yuan in primary and middle school back then!
In addition, when Li Jin first arrived in Fucheng, he did not pay tribute to various poetry and literary societies, and the circle of literati in Fucheng naturally ignored him.
Those people still had some stereotypes about Li Jin before, such as being a nerd who only likes to study the scriptures and so on.
Now, seeing Li Jin's excellent Cuju skills, everyone can't help but want to make friends with him.
Not to mention the popularity of Cuju, just looking at Li Jin's academic excellence and at the same time not forgetting to exercise, this breaks the pattern of nerds.
It surprised everyone who looked down on him before.
In the literati circle of Fucheng, there are old-fashioned calligraphy and painting competitions, chess competitions, and the most popular Cuju competition in recent years.
This sport is not only good-looking, but also dazzling, showing the viewers that they not only use a pen on weekdays, but also have no physical exercise.
While most of the literati in the circle were still training deliberately, Li Jin had already surpassed them unknowingly. This makes those who looked down on Li Jin before feel embarrassed.
The next day, Li Jin received a beautifully crafted invitation letter. It turned out that this circle of literati took the initiative to pay tribute to Li Jin.
Li Jin was a little undecided, so he went to discuss with Wan Jiaoyu first.
Unexpectedly, Wan Jiaoyu had a strange look on his face after hearing this, "A Jin, are you kidding me?"
Li Jin is even more puzzled by the second-in-law monk. He sincerely said: "Teacher, I don't know this circle. I studied in the town before, and I didn't join any circle."
Wan Yun sighed and said, "Fortunately, you came to me the first time. If you were looking for someone else, you might think you were showing off to them."
Li Jin was silent, and somewhat understood the meaning.
It turns out that this circle has a high status among the literati in Fucheng, and it is impossible to be recognized by the circle without two brushes.
Generally, the literati who came to settle in Fucheng would first post a pilgrimage to the local literati circle, and only when he did something famous would be accepted.
"Entering the literati circle of a prefecture means that your network can completely cover the entire city. You can paint and talk with like-minded friends..."
Wan Yun sighed, "I am also in this circle, and I regularly participate in poetry meetings several times a month. But unlike you, I took the initiative to give them a prayer."
Li Jin smiled bitterly: "But they recognized me not because of my academic level at all, but only because of my Cuju ability."
Wan Yun said: "A Jin, you are a little bit self-defeating like this, they must have examined your academic ability first, and originally listed you as a candidate for invitation, but later found out that you are very good at Cuju, so that's why you leave so early. 's greeting."
Wan Yun, as expected of someone who grew up in Fucheng, actually guessed the truth.
At this moment, the two organizers of the literati circle are still discussing whether this post is worth it.
An old man with a gray beard said: "This is just nonsense. A mere double-header, even if we haven't posted a post to us, we'll post a greeting to him first? How can you be so unpretentious."
"Grandpa Pang, don't say that. The double-header has already met the qualifications to come in. You just feel that he didn't take the initiative to pay us homage, so you're sorry. However, you didn't go to the scene to watch him play Cuju, which is really a little bit. It's a pity. Li Jin's unhurried face and precise shooting ability are enough to show this person's mind, and it's absolutely right for me to make a homage to him."
The old man surnamed Pang wanted to say something else, and the young man said again, "Grandpa Pang, let's make a bet."
The old man said, "What are you betting on?"
"Just bet on Li Jin's college exam results."
The old man blew his beard and stared: "It's definitely a Linsheng, there's nothing to gamble."
"No, I guess, it's still the case."
The old man: "You said that he can even connect to the middle and elementary school?"
The young man nodded and said, "That's what I guessed. If I win, you forgive me for making my own decisions this time, how about that?"
The old man said: "Hmph, if he is really a little Sanyuan and he is willing to join us, I will accept him as a disciple!"
As soon as these words came out, the teacup in the young man's hand fell directly to the ground, and the delicate white porcelain was torn apart.
Apprentice? He heard it right!
Li Jin received instructions from Wan Jiao and also knew the status of this circle of literati in Fucheng. He replied to the letter very sincerely, stating that he was willing to join, and explaining the reason why he had never posted a post before.
- He didn't know about this behemoth before, no one around him talked about it, and Li Jin had no way of knowing.
Li Jin thought about it for a while. He didn't come out with his results in the academy exam. For the time being, he should not disclose this matter to Chen Xiran and Zou Xiujie.
After all, the minimum standard for the inclusion of people in that circle is to be a scholar, a double-header, or to be outstanding in a certain aspect.
One of the three is eligible to join.
After a few more days, the academy exam will finally be released.
This time, he was not in the town, and there was no elegant seat on the second floor of the teahouse. Li Jin was surrounded by crowds of people.
Li Jin was squeezed in the middle of the crowd, and Chen Xiran, who was standing next to him, had only one shoe left on the spot, and he didn't know where he had gone.
Li Jin's ears were filled with the noise of the crowd. He couldn't tell whether the gongs were finished or whether the firecrackers were finished.
He only saw that the red silk covering the college test list was raised to the sky, and he knew that the ranking was really out.
Li Jin looked up at the red list, the noon sun was dazzling, and the first line of words that came into view was Hongyan Village, Li Jin.
He clenched his fists, thinking that he was finally a scholar.
From the time he first crossed over to now, one year and nine months, this dream has finally come true.
Li Jin silently withdrew from the crowd. He wanted to share the good news with Xiaofu and Baozi as soon as possible.
Qin Muwen changed his simple dress today, and changed into a light red base with a cloud pattern embroidered with golden cotton thread.
This is also for the sake of celebrating and praying for A Jin.
"A Jin, but... there is good news?"
The corners of Li Jin's lips twitched, and she embraced Qin Muwen and said, "Well, good news."
Qin Muwen lay obediently in Li Jin's arms and guessed in a low voice, "A Jin High School's case?"