Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

As June is approaching, the college students who are approaching graduation are all in a hurry, tossing around after recruiting and trying to find a satisfactory job. The boys wore professional attire for a busy day out during the day. When they returned to the dormitory, they all changed into sloppy tank tops and shorts. They squatted on the windowsill and ate watermelon with slippers.

When Cui Xie returned to the dormitory, he saw three melon-eating people squatting at the window and staring at him. The room was sultry like a steamer, and there was a cut watermelon on his table.

He was only wearing a thin T-shirt and jeans, and there was no sweat on his forehead, as if he was not walking back under the big sun outside. The boss of the dormitory stared at him several times, and said: "Your sweat-free physique this summer is really enviable and hateful! If you knew you weren't hot at all, I wouldn't leave you a watermelon."

Cui Xie smiled, took out a bag of popsicles from his bag, shook it in front of the three enviable roommates, and asked their warm and friendly white teeth: "Why don't you turn on the air conditioner on a hot day? If you can't find a job, you can go into the mountains and be a savage, and you can experience the natural environment without electricity and air conditioning in advance?"

"The power is overhauled downstairs. Didn't you see that we didn't even dare to play games? I was afraid that we would run out of that little battery in the battery before the call came." The boss threw the melon peel in his hand onto the ground at random and picked out the old man. The popsicle opened the package and took a bite, and smiled comfortably: "Being a savage, it is better to travel to ancient times than to be a savage. When the time comes, find a place to open up wasteland and farm, so you don't have to worry about finding a job."

The second child of the School of Chemistry also bit a popsicle and said: "How great is the crossing, we will make glass, wine, and steel when we wear it... In ancient times, there was a shortage of professional talents like us. It would be a waste to leave me in this era and run job fairs. My knowledge is gone!"

The third child flung the unpacked bag to the ground and sat on the back of his chair to laugh at him: "You only read the book before the final exam. It is estimated that within a few days of passing through, I forgot what I learned. , There is still some future for us to be a bandit with our English learners. The boss is from the Department of Economics, and he can make a small business when he wears it back, but if you say that the most suitable for crossing, it must be the fourth!"

The other two also smiled and said, "Yes, the fourth child is a literature student, and he was a scholar in ancient times."

The boss nodded vigorously, patted his shoulders with his dirty hands covered in watermelon juice and popsicle juice, and said earnestly: "Four children, we are going to cross, you have to pick up your writing brush and ink painting Ancient literati must know how to do it. When I look back, I will buy a book of poems and memorize it well, and I will copy it well in the future."

The second child took the popsicle to his bedside and found the book, and he couldn't help but put it into his hand: "This is what I bought easily from the second-hand book website, fool-level ancient chemistry. Please take a good look and give it to you if you wear it in the future. We are fighting for chemistry!"

The old man looked at his desk for a while, and there was really nothing to take. He simply unplugged his mobile hard drive and handed it over to him cherishedly: "The ancient emperors all liked fangzhongshu. Learn a few more tricks here, and maybe you can become a national teacher later."

Cui Xie touched the wet cloth on his shoulders, the sticky books and CDs in his hands, slightly frowned, and his slender phoenix eyes swept across the three roommates. Their cold and righteous eyes made them feel ashamed. Bow your head.

He just hugged the book and the hard drive, stared at the three roommates for a long time, and the corners of his tight mouth suddenly provoked, revealing a sly smile: "I have been admitted to our school librarian, buddy Let's go through it by yourself." He is a student of modern and contemporary literature. If he had passed through the late Qing Dynasty to the era before the vernacular movement, he would have studied English.

The three raised their heads and stared at him in surprise: "Are you admitted as a librarian? Have you stayed in school?"

"Well, you fourth child, when you come back, you will pretend to be stern and tell us such a big happy event soon! Walk around, have a drink, and let the boss treat you!"

The roommates rushed up and took him to the barbecue stall outside the school to eat skewers. They also ordered a few bottles of beer to celebrate his stable job and to commemorate their college life. The four of them drank and reminisced about the four years of college. They cried and cried with their wine bottles until the lights were turned off before returning to the dormitory.

There was no call from the dormitory until the night, so the four of them had to sleep in the dark.

Cui Xie woke up in the middle of the night, feeling too thirsty, so he touched the bed to get water. When drinking water, he saw the breathing light of his old notebook flashing and flashing, as if it was an incoming call, so he put down the cup and unplugged the computer. Unexpectedly, the cup was overturned by the wire when the wire was unplugged, and the water was flowing across the keyboard. I don’t know which wire was connected to the electricity. A blue arc flashed out of the keyboard. It swiped across the stack of chemistry books and mobile hard drives. On his fingers dipped in water.

Unspeakable pain and numbness hit Cui Xie's brain. Before he could react, he lost consciousness.

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When he woke up again, he only felt pain all over his body, his lower body was burning with fire, and his shoulders were also very heavy, as if being pressed hard. And the cheeks, chest, and abdomen were cold, it seemed that they were not lying on the bed in the dormitory or hospital, but lying on the cold floor tiles.

Could it be that he hasn't been unconscious for a long time, and his roommates have not been awakened yet?

When he got out of bed, it was still dark, and if the roommates woke up and found him, then he would be cold!

Cui Xie twitched his heart violently, and his breath seemed to bring a cold and heavy smell of blood. He didn't dare to delay any longer, took a deep breath, resisting the dizziness and pain, and shouted "Help" with all his strength.

However, the voice squeezed out of his throat was so faint that he couldn't even hear him.

Suddenly someone lowered his body behind him, pressed his back heavily, and asked in his ear: "What did the big brother say?" Before he could squeeze out his voice, he said to himself: "Brother, don't you It's a trouble. I confess my mistake with my father, my mother, and my second brother. What can't be done for the family's close relatives? My second brother doesn't blame you for pushing him down. Did you remember your hatred? Father teaches you a few words Are you still wronged?"

What kind of brother? He thought it was because of the wind that he felt pain in his shoulder. So it was because he was pressed by someone?

But he is the only child at all, and he doesn't have a brother! His parents passed away when he was in junior high school. He grew up living here and there for a year in his uncle's house, so why did a parent come up to teach him?

Is he dreaming? Or has he been electrocuted and passed through?

Cui Xie's numb brain became active again, trying to open his eyes and looking up at the surrounding environment. It's just that the "brother" behind him pressed hard, he could only lift his face up, and saw the blue brick floor and solid wood furniture legs in the room, as well as a pair of black silk silk boots very close.

The owner of the boots paced back and forth in front of him, his pace was so fast and heavy that he looked dizzy and swollen. The sweat from his forehead oozes into his eyes along his eye sockets, tears streaming down his eyes, and he has to close his eyes and squeeze the water out.

The person who was pacing in front of him suddenly stopped and yelled over his head: "Your mother died early. I pity you for losing your mother when you were young. I have always favored you all these years, but I didn't think I would spoil one. Oppress the younger brother and disrespect the stepmother's beast! Until now, you still refuse to admit your mistakes. Do you think I can't help you be a beast!"

Cui Xie was at a loss.

He had just walked through, without inheriting the original memory, and didn't know how to cooperate with this performance.

Fortunately, he was not originally the protagonist of this scene. Before he could make a sound, a beautiful shadow plunged into the arms of the black boot owner, and softly cried, "Master, do you want Brother Xie's life? Their little brothers are just playing in the garden. Someone who accidentally pushes them by mistake. Brother Heng just broke a hole in his forehead and fainted. Are you going to kill Brother Xie and pay him? I'm not willing, Brother Xie is the seed of studying. In the future, he will be a scholar who will glorify the lintel of our Cui family. You hurt him. Tell him who to rely on in the future!"

The master stomped fiercely, and said coldly: "I dare to let Brother Heng rely on him? After reading for a few years, I have read this wicked heart to a large extent. Now I am bullying my brother. If he is awarded a Jinshi in the future, I am afraid. Even my old man wants to eat it raw!"

He took a few heavy breaths and said to his wife: "Brother Heng is no worse than this beast. He is clever, why rely on him to live! I will send him back to his old house tomorrow. Woe to me, I just don’t have this son, and I will live for a few more years! Waiting for Brother Heng, let him go to the Imperial Prison, or wait until he is old, and you don’t have to count on others, as long as I live one day , I will arrange it for you."

The lady cried a few more times, and the master flicked his sleeves angrily and shouted: "Look at what, don't drag this beast out, I will send it back to my hometown tomorrow!"

Cui Xie was dragged out of the house in a daze and placed in an empty room. The house is a bit damp, but the sun is shining outside, making it more comfortable to stay in such a damp room, and there is a bed with bedding under him, which is much stronger than when he was pressed on a cold stone slab just now.

He sighed contentedly, closed his eyes and recalled the big show just now, confirming two things--

He wore it.

Now this body is also called Choi Xie, so there is no need to change the name.

As for the brotherhood disputes in this family, what was going on with the stepmother and stepson relationship, he didn't care about it.

Someone in the drowsiness tore his trousers and smeared cold ointment on his hips, and some people cried bitterly in his ears, saying that he had suffered and blamed himself for not protecting him. This cry has a wonderfully reassuring effect. Cui Xie feels that the string that has been tightly broken since the journey slowly relaxes, the pain in his body is getting blurred, and he fell into a deep sleep with the cry.