Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Jin Yiwei, led by Xie Ying, is launching a special campaign to combat and rectify gangsters and evil youths in the capital. After daily exercises, they will patrol in Beijing, regardless of morning or evening. Sometimes Cui Xie came out of the Imperial College, or came back from Xueshi Li's house, and would bump into Jin Yiwei who was patrolling.

A few times I even met Xie Ying.

Set it aside earlier, Xie Ying was about to pretend not to recognize him and turned and left. But now they have already had friendship in front of the two bachelors and Sheren. This relationship may be passed to the emperor at any time, so there is no need to pretend to be unfamiliar. Therefore, when I met on the road several times, not only Cui Xie wanted to greet "Master Xie" immediately, but Xie Ying also bowed his hands, with a shallow smile, and gently answered "Jiansheng Cui".

In front of people all over the street, that's it.

Xie Ying still wanted to avoid suspicion. On the contrary, some of his subordinates had met Cui Xie. Seeing that he had read to the emperor’s eyes, he could still be so affectionate with Jin Yiwei. They all felt that he knew the old and the good character, and would like to say a few more words with him. words.

Occasionally, Cui Xie went to study from Li's house until night, and came back to catch up with the night ban. If a familiar Jin Yiwei was patrolling nearby, he would come to release him.

Cui Xie thanked them, and those few school lieutenants also occasionally complained to him-managing these evil youngsters in Jingli should be the matter of Shuntian Mansion. The people they should arrest cannot be caught. If the investigation is not good enough, Jin Yiwei needs to be investigated. Come to clean up the mess.

They are patrolling the streets and investigating cases at Japanese prices. They face the wind and rain. The thousands of households on their heads are strictly controlled. They are not allowed to take things from the people at will. Now they have to pay for their own money to drink...

Cui Xie thought about Xie Ying patrolling under the scorching sun and rain every day, and he felt empathized with what they said, and thoughtfully and comforted: "I and the scholars live in the capital, and I can live a safe life. I have the credit of the adults. I travel every morning and evening. I also feel that the atmosphere of the capital is getting better. It is not wasted to come to this hard work. If the evildoers are wiped out in the future, the court and the people will naturally remember your credit."

Comrades Jin Yiwei washed away the old bureaucracy, not only did the hard-fighting work down-to-earth, but also did not take the masses in the work! Can ordinary people under their rule not contribute to the harmony of the country and provide Jin Yiwei with some services within its capacity?

Cui Xie was deeply moved and held a family congress when he returned home. At the meeting, he relayed the letter from the scholar Li Dongyang, and also affirmed the policy of closely following Chenghua's emperor and supporting Jin Yiwei in sweeping away the magic atmosphere in the capital.

Specifically, he decided to open a few tea sheds in the capital to provide tea and snacks so that the Jinyi guards could rest when they passed by on business.

The old lady heard that such a big stall was suddenly going to be spread out, and she was doing something she hadn’t done before, so she was not very confident and asked him in a low voice: “The one in front of our family has just built a big house and a kiln on the Zhuangzi. , Where can I get these silver to open the tea shed?"

Recently, Sister Yun followed her grandmother’s lessons as a housekeeper, and she also had something in her mind, so she asked in a low voice, “The rouge gouache sold in our house is better. If my brother wants to support Jin Yiwei, why not just send some treats for ringworm and hand rash. Medicine? These are also practical things. If you put a lot of money in the powder shop and make money, wouldn’t it be better than opening a small stall like that?”

He didn't have any problems with his brother-since Mr. Dalu went home to visit relatives, he was treated the same as his second brother. He trembled when he saw Cui Xie's legs, let alone dared to make any comments.

Cui Xie patiently explained: “You don’t have to lose money when you open a tea shed. You don’t have to spend a few taels of silver to build a shed, and we don’t have to be as exquisite as a serious teahouse, just provide some ordinary tea and hot drinks, and get some in summer. Fruit and cold water...I think Jinyiwei is patrolling the city now. If there is a place to rest, and if they are spared some money, they will definitely be happy. This is the good governance of the court, and we can help to provide some harmlessness-not my father. Waiting to return to Beijing in Yunnan."

The old lady thought of her son, and even her heart hurts, she didn't spare her money, she coughed and sighed and said, "I don't dare to expect him to come back to Beijing. Let's make a good relationship and call Jin Yiwei goodbye. Just come to copy the house and get someone."

Anyway, this is just a matter of time. When Xie Qianhu and the others are busy for a while, they don't need to be patrolling outside all day. It's a matter of whether the tea shed does it or not.

Cui Xie comforted the old lady and asked someone to go to her hometown to bring Liu Zhuangtou back to Beijing. He personally found an intermediary to find a place, signed a red deed, and hired someone to build a tea shed.

He didn’t tell his family’s intention to build this shed, but only told Liu Zhuangtou: “In the future, if there are Jinyi guards who patrol the city to eat tea, you can do whatever you want, and you don’t have to pay for it. Keep watching them every day. When they arrive at the stall, they can order some cooked soy milk and fresh food when they are going. Don’t be afraid to spend money, just keep an account and give it to me."

Liu Zhuangtou blinked and asked wonderingly: "Then who should we settle this account?"

Cui Xie smiled unpredictably: "Then you don't need to worry about it, I naturally have some knots."

The young master didn't want to say, so Liu Zhuangtou stopped asking, he just did.

He had just returned from the Liu family a few months ago and met many old parents and relatives, and said countless bad things about the Cui family. It was precisely when he was full of responsibility to keep their grandson of the old Liu family in the Cui family, which is full of outsiders. Now Cui Xie wants to explain to him that he cannot ask Lao Cui’s family to do something. He is naturally very interested, and he personally stares at renting a stall, building a strong wooden shed, asking people to hit long tables and chairs, and buying a stove. Charcoal, coarse porcelain bowl and pot.

All of these things don't cost a few taels of silver, and the stallholders don't need to hire elsewhere. They can use the nearby lonely elderly and women to help make tea, steam cakes, and pay half a liter of rice a day.

In the tea shed, some crude tea is provided for pedestrians daily, and some good tea, sugar, preserved fruits, walnuts, sesame and other things are put aside, and then fried and ground millet noodles are prepared for tea soup. Those who eat are called the Mihan and women who carry baskets to deliver food everywhere. They steamed some rice cakes and noodle cakes, just for Jin Yiwei to drink tea and snacks for free, and the money can actually be earned from other customers.

After he had arranged everything, Cui Xie wrote a letter to Xie Ying, telling him that the Cui family had set up a tea stall, and told him to check every day, so he took people to his stall to rest and drink. tea.

On the four streets in the city, all the tea stalls with red background and white borders and the two characters "Qingcha" embroidered in the middle were opened by him. Jinyiwei came here for free.

Xie Ying replied the next day, the handwriting was a little rushed, telling him not to spend money like this-none of the boys are doing imperial duties, taking court salaries, and going to Cui's house to eat for nothing.

Cui Xieliu's long follower sat in the hall, and wrote a pen at the back of the letter to reply: "I have never made a confession. I have already asked their thousands of households to repay their debts."

He sealed the letter again, attached a few boxes of newly made anti-fouling hand medicine, facial fat, and mouth fat, and asked Na Chang to take it home.

Xie Ying looked at the line on the back of the letter paper, neither was angry nor laughed. But after reading the fourteen characters several times, the thought of madness faded away, and only a warm joy lingered in my heart.

Ask the Tiqis to go and eat, and he will be paid by thousands of households anyway. What can he not give him?

The only regret is that his kind deeds cannot be famous anymore.

After all, Cui Xie is the son of the imperial court commander, and he is studying scientific research. His reputation is important. Just befriend him with a thousand households. At any rate, there is a benefactor's name; if it is known that he feeds the Jinyiwei who patrols the city for free, and then he has the reputation of deliberately buying the emperor's servant, it will not sound good. Up.

Xie Ying read the letter all night, and the next day the exercises were over. When he was about to take everyone to tour the city, he told the leaders of the tea stalls. He just said that he had settled the account, and told them to rest and drink hot tea when they were tired from inspections, but they were not allowed to spoil things on purpose.

The captains and the small banners were used to patrolling the streets these days, and suddenly heard that thousands of adults had packaged tea stalls for them to drink hot tea and rest their feet. They were so moved that they all came up to thank the adults.

Speaking of those tea stalls, some people remembered that they were newly opened, and asked him why he hadn't packaged a stall or shop so early, but when these shops were just built, they remembered the places that had been packaged and called the subordinates to rest. Xie Ying smiled and glanced at them, and said lightly: "You are eating imperial food and running imperial errands, and you feel aggrieved after you pay for your own money and eat a few meals? The thousand households only spend so many stones a month. , Naturally can only afford the newly opened, cheap stalls.

"Before complaining about grievances, first think about whether the kidnappers who abducted women outside Dongguan have been caught, where are two of the evil youngsters who fought in the west of the city hiding hidden? Did the robbed house in Xiaotianshui Lane find a prisoner... …"

The **** told him to train him so that he could not look up.

But he didn't just train people. When he was walking around the street with people, he came across a new stall with the word "Qingcha" on it, so he generously asked Tiqis to follow him to rest and eat. Some guests in the tea shed were sitting and eating tea. Seeing the Jinyi guards rushing over aggressively, they couldn't even sit still. They fought with each other and wanted to run right away.

But where can the human legs run over the horse legs, they hadn't stood up straight, the red riding horse had already turned over and got off the horse, and embraced a young official wearing a green biscuit into the shed.

The group of Jinyiwei did not shout for them to leave, nor did they take people at will, as in the legend, instead they picked up a few empty tables and sat down to ask people for tea.

The old man watching the tea stand called Liu Zhuangtou to train repeatedly. I remember seeing Jin Yiwei not to be afraid. He walked over with two legs straight, showing a crying and smiling expression, and asked Xie Qianhu: "What do you want, please see Water cards."

The water card is written with a graphite pen on a white wooden board. Nowadays, many stalls and small shops use this. The board can be painted casually. The pen can go to Ju'anzhai for white demand. Please write it once and you will not cost a lot of money. Cheaper than engraved water tiles.

The tea on the brand is quite complete, including making tea, ordering tea, fragrant soup, noodle tea...There is also a big pot of soy milk on the side of the shed.

Xie Ying looked at this tea shed, and felt that although it was simple, there was nothing rudimentary. They were all very hard-working, not inferior to those big tea houses.

He didn't feel hungry, so he ordered a bowl of tea and asked his subordinates to order it at will. Everyone looked at him with a good face, and they all let go of their favorite tea, fragrant soup, or can be full的面儿茶.

The old man at the stall took care to take note of it, and let the woman by the fireside stare at the cooking, and took rice cakes and steamed soft cakes and asked them if they wanted a few pieces.

Xie Ying asked for two sets, and asked him to play two sets at each table. I tore a piece and tasted it. It should have been made fresh in the morning, heated on the stove, and it was quite sweet and sweet.

Just sitting in the shed of Cui Xie’s house, eating the dim sum and tea made by him without having to pay for it, it really feels like raising him...

It's not bad to ask him to raise him for two days.

When he becomes an official in the coming day, his family will set up such a place outside the yamen, and will keep him for a long time.