He silently accumulated strength, waited for the opportunity, and was preparing to snipe He Jin, who was like a hunter, next county trial. Of course, he didn't know that he had been regarded as prey by a beautiful female cheetah.

During this period, he was thinking in a straight line and knew that the beautiful female cheetah had won great benefits for him.

Let’s not talk about the orders of Shen’s coal, but it will be a geometric multiplication and expansion. Just talking about his literary and artistic star, he has also become famous in the Shilin circle.

With Liu Qingshuang's new songs singing again and again, scholars from Zhangde Mansion and even the entire Henan Province all heard that a young talent appeared in Cizhou.

At the beginning, many people questioned a vulgar little official who could write such beautiful and melodious lyrics and songs. But as time passed, the doubts were gradually replaced by praise.

Because no one can provide evidence that the lyrics and music were not written by He Jin. Liu Qingshuang testified more than once, saying that the lyrics and music were written by He Jin.

The benefits of being famous are obviously obvious. There have been rumors in the scholars and many people are discussing whether He Jin can take the lead in the county examination next year.

So even Yao Jing sent someone to summon him once and asked if the lyrics and music were written by him.

"Master, those songs are indeed written by my disciple." He Jin pretended to be innocent and spread his hands helplessly, "I don't know why. Reading the saint's classics is either drowsy or a splitting headache. Instead, writing these lyrics and songs seems to be free to pick them up, like God's help."

After saying that, he said with fearlessness: "Or, let me give you a song to Master now?"

"It's not necessary..." Yao Jing said this and said a little guilty tone: "The world is so great, and there are countless strange people and talents. I guess you are born with intelligence and have been taught by your parents in the early years, so you are smart and smart..."

"But my father suddenly passed away and his studies were forced to be interrupted. Even though he picked it up again, he didn't expect his mind to change, so those smart and agile things came to recite poems and essays."

Listening to the mysterious speculation similar to that of Director Han Xun, He Jin couldn't help but feel amused: "Maybe, it's just because his disciples are greedy for beauty that they are more talented in this regard..."

Yao Jing, who always seemed a little restless, didn't answer this sentence. He just couldn't help but sigh and said, "If you had shown such a reputation as a talent, you wouldn't have been the leader of the case... Forget it, you are still young anyway, and there is still a chance for the next county examination."

After hearing this, He Jin just smiled faintly and said nothing extra. Then he talked to Yao Jing about some nonsensical and unpretentious topics, and then bowed to leave.

As soon as he left, Yao Jing asked Chen Ming beside him: "Master, do you think Runde has begun to get along with me?"

Chen Ming was stopped because He Jin, who is now very calm, gave him a feeling of being unable to see through. It was like a lake with no waves on the surface, but the undercurrents were surging.

But if you think about it carefully, He Jin will never harm Yao Jing, nor will he break up with his master and apprentice...

However, perhaps after some things happen, it seems like a piece of jade has cracks, which naturally makes people feel that it is not as bright as before.

"Dongweng is worried too much. Runde is your personal disciple after all." After a long silence, Chen Ming said this comforting statement.

Yao Jing couldn't help but sigh again, shook his head and said, "Maybe, I am really a little stubborn and conceited."

"I am too obsessed with the rules of taking scholars in the imperial examinations, and too much caring about my own face... Even if I discuss the case with Runde in advance, I may not be disappointed in his heart and make him so polite to me now."

When Chen Ming heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head silently: Because these days, he had actually tested He Jin.

Before the reform of the yamen ritual house, he had been getting a lot of substantive suggestions from He Jin. But now, after just a few words in the past few days, He Jin started to talk about the topic.

"Why!......"

In the signing room, Yao Jing and Chen Ming looked at each other for the last time and couldn't help but sigh again.

He Jin, who was walking home, certainly didn't know about signing the house. He didn't know that there would be any harm in helping him become famous.

That night, when he was about to carry a few more articles on Chengwen, he saw my mother holding the broom in her hand, and sneered at the butcher before killing pigs: "Jin'er, have your wings hard recently?"

"No, no..."

"Why did you fly to the Qinlou Chu Pavilion to eat flower wine?"

Cui threw a bunch of invitations in front of He Jin and said, "What a good son, I am very capable... The girls in the kilns in the city all sent you invitations. You are such a vanguard in the romantic formation!"

"Mom, you have to listen to my explanation for this matter." He Jin couldn't help but sweat coldly on his forehead, and he stuttered even when he spoke.

But Cui was not a little girl like Shen Xiuer who was easy to cheat? What's more, she didn't plan to reason with He Jin at all: "Boy, die!"

I thought there was a saying that I didn’t have to say anymore, but I didn’t expect that this time I couldn’t help but shout: “Be a mom, you must be gentle and kind!… Haven’t you said that you won’t hit me again in the future?”

"I regret it!" Cui's cloak and broom bumps made a move, and his expression was a little excited: "Those days are too boring, so I'd be happier to beat you!"

......

The days are spent in such a fulfilling and noisy way, so fast that they almost feel like they are just traces of passing.

The only thing that made He Jin feel a little depressed was Fatty Hao.

Last time Xiao Qinhuai was having a banquet, Fatty Hao immediately promised to take his father to Gushan Coal Mine.

But on the second day, Fatty Hao said in shame: "Boss, there is a big business in Guangping Mansion, and my father is about to set off immediately. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back until the end of the year."

After saying that, he quickly patted his chest and promised: "But don't worry, as long as my father comes back, I will definitely keep my promise!"

He Jin was just a little depressed about this matter and didn't take it seriously.

Because his new business will only be carried out after the beginning of next spring. And he is 90% sure that Fatty Hao's father will definitely agree to the cooperation.

Therefore, the days continue to flow slowly and quickly.

Until one day, He Jin saw that there were more children on the street and chased them. From time to time, he let a monkey go up and made a crisp sound.

The shops on both sides of the street have been closed one after another, with festive and auspicious Spring Festival couplets posted on the paving boards, and red firecracker skins on the ground. Every family is preparing the New Year's dinner, and the aroma of various bacon and candied fruits floats on the street, mixed with the smell of firecrackers, creating a breath called New Year's Eve.

It was at this moment that he suddenly realized that it had been nearly four months since he came to this world. Moreover, in a few days, it would be a year.

However, during this New Year that has passed through time, there is no trace of joy on He Jin's face.

It’s not that he doesn’t agree with this world, nor does he have no feelings for me, Shen Xiuer, and the people in the yamen and on the streets. But as a time traveler, he knew that the first day of the fourteenth year of Hongzhi was not a joy, but a huge bad news.

Even the bad news was the opportunity he had been waiting for. But the closer he was, the more irritated he felt.

Because, he cannot change.

Finally, in the 14th year of Hongzhi, it came in a heavy snowfall.

The people of Cizhou City were also sighing that "Auspicious snow indicates good harvest", but at the end of the pipe outside the city gate, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves.

A group of people ran suddenly on the bustling Yaqian Street. People looked at the horse knight wearing brocade clothes and couldn't help but avoid them like they saw ghosts in broad daylight.

The knights rushed straight to the gate of the prefecture yamen, without even getting off the horse, rushed into the lobby, shouting loudly: "The court urgently reported that there was a huge earthquake in Shaanxi, Shanxi and Henan provinces. The earthquake disaster was severe. I ordered each to approach the prefecture and prepare for disaster relief!"
Chapter completed!