Li Jin directly hugged the little bun in his arms, passed through the hanging flower door covered with a layer of snow, and went to the study.
Although he did not have many relatives and friends in the capital, there was still one family he had to personally send a letter of worship to.
The little bun was nestled in Li Jin's arms, and he just woke up, and he was really like a small stove in his arms.
After the fifth day of the new year, under normal circumstances, after visiting relatives who are closer to the family, the high-profile families also begin to receive New Year greetings from their disciples or subordinates.
Li Jin is now going to write a letter of worship to the general's house. Although he is nominally the old general's junior brother, his status is too disparate. Before, Li Jin only sent a thank-you gift and did not stay for a long time.
Therefore, Li Jin didn't know that Pang Lao even sent a letter to the general's house, and Mo Erye also planned to meet him.
It's just a long-distance relationship. At that time, Pang Lao's letter was a month after Li Jin arrived in the capital. In a few days, it will be the New Year's Eve. There are many officials who need to communicate with the General's Mansion.
At that time, Li Jin also ran to the Ministry of Industry's dock every day, and he could not see anyone all day.
This thing was wasted.
When Li Jin was writing the greeting, Xiao Baozi sat by the side and read a book. After a while, Xiaocha brought hot goat milk, and he thanked him with his mouth, because making a sound would disturb his father.
After Li Jin finished writing, Little Bun jumped out of his chair and asked what he didn't understand.
In the poems, many scenes of citing scriptures, relegation and dismissal, Li Jin explained to him one by one in popular language.
About an hour later, Qin Muwen was just about to invite the father and son to dinner, and when he opened the door, he watched the shrewd husband walk past with the little bun in his arms.
The little snow on the eaves of the blue tiles seems to have become the embellishment of the person's scenery and moon, which makes people unable to move their eyebrows.
Li Jin is now sending the invitation according to the etiquette, which perfectly avoids the busiest time of the General's Mansion.
No matter what, Master Mo had to make time to entertain his father and elder brother's younger brother.
Originally, after the fifth day of junior high, students and subordinates did not have to receive Mo Er Ye personally, but the housekeeper could do everything well.
Li Jin is neither a student nor a subordinate. It stands to reason that as the old general's junior brother, he should be the group who came to the door before the fifth day of the fifth day.
But he didn't like grandstanding, and instead gave the general's house a junior salute, which made the old lady appreciate him even more.
Their General's Mansion never lacked people who wanted to cling to them. Li Jin's approach was just right, which not only made people feel his sincerity, but also did not embarrass the General's Mansion.
If Li Jin, relying on the fact that he is the old general's junior brother, directly asks to meet people, then it will be another result.
After reading Li Jin's letter, the old lady directly asked someone to put the letter on the old general's table.
Her wife has been fond of calligraphy and calligraphy since she was a child. If she hadn't been a general and had a responsibility to shoulder, the old general might have become a calligrapher like Mr. Pang.
Li Jin was talented and learned, and the content of his letters was sincere, and he wrote well. The old lady was willing to accept him on behalf of the general's residence.
Erye Mo and Mo Zixuan listened to the old lady's instructions, one's eyes were as big as copper bells, and the other almost jumped off the stool.
The old lady didn't look at them, only said that she was tired, and asked the maid to help her to rest in the back.
When Mo Zixuan stood firm, he heard his second uncle say, "You have done a good job in the next set."
Mo Zixuan: "...?"
A few days later, Li Jin received a reply from the General's Mansion, asking him to meet at the bookstore on the tenth day of the first day.
Li Jin set off an hour early. First, he walked slowly on the snowy road, and second, he planned to read other books in the bookstore first.
Coincidentally, I actually encountered a bunch of people from other provinces who came to Beijing to take the exam to buy books in the bookstore.
Most of them were dusty, their robes looked like they had not been changed for a long time, and their hair was full of oil.
Li Jin didn't pay much attention to them at first, so he looked for travel notes next to him.
His little husband has been writing for more than half a year, and the first volume of the travel journal full of imagination and exploration is coming to an end. Li Jin wanted to know the number of volumes and the number of words in each volume of Beijing Travel Notes in advance, so that he could discuss with the shopkeeper about publishing the book in the future.
"That Li Jin is just a farmer's son, just relying on two basic math books, how can he be so famous in the capital?"
Li Jin was only halfway through the book in his hand when he suddenly heard someone mention his name.
He had heard a lot of such remarks when he first came to the capital, but after only a short period of ten years, he disappeared.
But the newcomers didn't know about Li Jin and Zhu Shan. They only heard that the books compiled by Li Jin could be found all over the capital, so they were very resentful.
"Basic alchemy, to be specific, our dynasty is still Zhuang's Han Duo, and he happens to have Nongsang alchemy in his book. How famous is it?"
"What a villain, opportunistic."
"Isn't it?"
"It's too much for him to manage his reputation like this. We Jun Zhuo are the real talents. We can understand everything in piano, chess, poetry, and painting, and even a province to solve the yuan. Can this Li Jin compare?"
The man known as Jun Zhuo coughed, acquiescing.
The clerk in the bookstore didn't know Li Jin, but when he heard these foreigners discussing him like this, he couldn't help but say, "I really don't know where you heard the news from, it's all news from more than a month ago. It's always been on the lips."
Someone asked: "Why, is Li Jin's fake face pierced? Everyone can make up the basics. He is opportunistic and doesn't want to come up with something with real meaning. It's really a trick."
The guy was speechless, feeling that these people couldn't hear the sarcasm in their own words.
In fact, some people in the group noticed that something was wrong, but they were no match for their companions.
The guy didn't bother to explain, so he just said: "If you want to buy a book, a volume of 350 words, if you don't buy it, go to the teahouse across the street and listen to other people, and be careful not to let trouble come out of your mouth."
"how do I say this?"
The guy doesn't want to say more, he still remembers what the shopkeeper told him, some people are immersed in their own world, and others are wrong as long as they don't match his philosophy.
"When it comes to this kind of thing, it's fine if you don't speak, otherwise, it will become verbose if you explain too much."
Coincidentally, a man wearing the official robe of the Ministry of Works, Dushui Qing, came in, "I remember that you have printed a lot of "Mengxue Suanjing" here, give me two sets..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Li Jin standing beside the bookshelf, and bowed his hands directly to him, "Mr. Li, you are also in the bookstore of the General's Mansion. If you want to print anything, go directly to our bookstore of the Ministry of Industry. ."
It was a bit too offensive to say this on the site of the General's Mansion, so he quickly silenced him.
Li Jinyang raised the travel note in his hand and said, "It's not printing, I'm reading the travel note."
"Our bookstore also has..."
As he approached, his brand-new official uniform felt oppressive in front of a group of Juren whose clothes were wrinkled into dried sauerkraut.
But he didn't pay attention to these people at all, and said, "Sir, you, you take the time to go to the Ministry of Industry. Whatever you want to see, we will show you everything, and watch it while drinking tea. It's more comfortable than standing here."
Li Jin smiled and refused.
The group of people stood aside, holding the books and pretending to read them one by one. Thinking of the man who just said 'misfortune comes from his mouth', he couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
They casually discuss any person without official status in private, and no one else can control it.
But if you discuss it in front of officials, if you are really questioned, you might even be beaten.
They thought that the first person who came in to watch the travelogue did not wear official uniforms, and even his robes were relatively simple, and he didn't look like an official.
But this newcomer is obviously an official of the Ministry of Industry, and he is so respectful to this simple-robed teenager...
A group of people are silently praying that this young man has nothing to do with Na Li Jin and will not fight for Li Jin.
After the officials of the Ministry of Industry left, Li Jin really ignored them and was still reading the travel notes.
While they were relieved, they dared not forget to discuss. At this moment, Li Jin estimated the time. Seeing that those people hadn't left, he could only put down the book in his hand and said to the man, "I'm Li Jin. I have an appointment with the shopkeeper today. Please introduce me."
He didn't want the scene to turn into what it is now, but he couldn't be punctual either.
This time, the group of people was dumbfounded again.
The guy was also stunned by such a scene, but Li Jin's letter in his hand did indeed have the seal of the bookstore, and he couldn't take into account what the group of foreigners were thinking, so he hurriedly welcomed Li Jin upstairs.
Li Jin originally thought that the person who met him was the bookstore shopkeeper or other steward, but after going upstairs, he found out that the person who came was actually Mo Erye.
Mo Erye remembered that after his father saw Li Jin's words, he couldn't help but want to discuss with him, and he was very polite to Li Jin.
Erye Mo came across the capital when he was a teenager, and he only followed the sentence 'Don't bully the poor'.
At that time, he felt that he would be more powerful than his father, and desperately wanted to prove himself.
Now that he is in his thirties, Li Jin will not despise him because he is young.
The communication was a little awkward at first, but when it came to scriptures, shipbuilding, and long-distance voyages, Erye Mo became interested, and even asked Li Jin to draw blueprints for him.
Clap your hands while watching: "This is good!"
The two talked for more than an hour, and when Li Jin went downstairs, the group of Juren had disappeared. Li Jin nodded to the guy and went home.
At the same time, the group of people huddled in the private room of the tea house, discussing in a low voice one by one.
"What can I do, it's really going to come out of my mouth..."
"Don't, don't panic, when we came out, didn't Xiao Er also say that fortunately their bookstores are soundproofed, and the shopkeeper can't hear them on the second floor. It just so happens that Mr. Li doesn't care about us."
That Jie Yuan, named Jun Zhuo, had heard about Li Jin's recent actions in the teahouse, and only admired him in his heart.
He pondered for a while, and said, "Mr. Li doesn't care about us, it's because he has a lot of adults. We also have to show sincerity. We are considered to be candidates who came to the capital earlier, and those who come later may make such mistakes. We have to stop them before they say things like that."
Jun Zhuo is the leader of their province. When he said this, others agreed: "Jun Zhuo is right."
At the beginning of next month, in the ninth spring season, with only thirty days left, Li Jin stopped the ground dragon in the study, leaving only a brazier.
He began to train his ability to resist freezing.
Although he usually takes cold showers, he still cannot take it lightly.
Chunwei is not as good as the previous county and academy exams. It takes nine days for Chunwei to take the test. There is no quilt at night.
You might wake up with a fever.
Li Jin told the little husband that he stayed in the study at night and put his body into this state in advance to avoid losing the chain during the exam.
He still remembered that he had drank too much alcohol before, afraid of smoking him, and wanted to sleep in separate beds at night. At night, the little husband came to him aggrievedly holding a candle, so he had to communicate in advance.
In this situation now, even though Qin Muwen felt distressed, he could only agree.
Li Jin rubbed his head and said only one word: "Good."