Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Cui Xie also wanted to write something upside down to show him, but unfortunately he didn’t have the skills, so he picked up the rice cakes that were put on a porcelain plate, and wrote in a pencil on the empty space on the plate, "I have seen a gentleman, I wrote Xi", pushed the plate and cake together.

Xie Ying pulled the side of the plate, and also picked up a piece of rice cake, the delicate pencil writing came right into his eyes.

When I see a gentleman, I write in my heart. Yan laughed and said, because of his reputation.

When I see a gentleman, I write my heart to the gentleman without any concealment. The two of them accompany Yan Yin, laugh and laugh, and both can maintain their reputation and harmony...

Xie Ying read the poem word by word, recalling the poem that was never written later. While reading this poem, the storyteller on the other side of the shed was singing: "Xie Gong was reading the confession in class, and he suddenly reported it to the messenger in Yizhou. He was busy receiving the letter and reading it, saying that the mountain field was trapped in the clouds. Xie Gong thought carefully and summoned. The school lieutenant has affirmed: I'm ordering you to go to the house as soon as possible and invite the virgin surnamed Wang...

Isn't it reputation, isn't it peaceful? He laughed to death by himself. When Jin Yiwei handled the case, was there such a strange thing to say? When something happened, he could rescue his subordinates by calling a beauty to help, and the culprits would be caught in the trap?

He couldn't help chuckles, and broke off a piece of rice cake to wipe off the writing on the plate, and looked up at Cui Xie.

Cui Xie was looking at him intently. Seeing him looking over, he took off the rice cakes from his mouth and said with a smile: "These raps are actually good, but some people who come and go often listen to Xu. They are still watching theaters in the garden. Okay. But I don’t know if Brother Xie prefers "Pipa Ji" or "Headless Case"? I haven't seen either of these..."

Never watched it with him.

Xie Ying crumpled the rice cake covered with toner in her palm, and looked at the dark sky outside the oil paper window and said: "It's not easy to watch a show? There are new shows in Goulan Hutong every day. I only think that people are there. It's messy; it's not as clean as the Yude Building, and you can also eat alcohol, but that house again plays the old drama of "Pipa Ji" and does not have the latest "Headless Case"."

He looked at Cui Xie and said meaningfully: "I prefer Pipa Ji. The lyrics are good, the music is good, the stage is well cleaned, and the arranger is better."

Cui Xie replied with an equally rich smile-in fact, "The Case of Liuying Headless" was also edited by someone.

The writer's vest is easy to be lifted, and the planner can always hide his name and name. Cui Mou, the chief planner of the "Xie Gong An" series of academic books, dramas, and rap books, took out two pieces of silver and threw them on the table, greeted Xiao Er to check out, wrote a note, folded it and asked him to find a man Sent to Cui House.

Xie Ying waited for him to clean up and went out of the tea shed. Under the bright starlight in the sky, he said, "This meal is bothering the virtuous brother to invite you. I will let the foolish brother do his best later. Please listen to the "Pipa" "."

Cui Xie took over the rein from the second hand since he was a child, and said, "Then you're welcome."

The two turned on their horses together, and Li Bai's two horses walked side by side in the street. For example, it was dark early today, when they arrived at the Yude Building before the beginning of the change, a lot of guests had gone to eat inside, and the people who were going to stay overnight had not yet arrived, and the play had not yet begun.

The small stage of his house was set on the first floor, and the two of them asked for an official seat on the second floor that could see the stage. There were screens on the left and right to separate it from other seats. Although not as clean as the house, it is more convenient than a small tea shed.

And for the convenience of watching the show, the two chairs are set behind the table, at least you don’t have to write upside down when you write.

One of them was writing a play, and a bare-bones room was booked for five days. Afterwards, someone was invited to the theater to watch it. Watching this "Pipa Ji" was not as dedicated as others. Only when Xie Ying asked for the title of Wang Yaoniang in the last scene, Xie Ying put her hand on the back of Cui Xie’s hand under the table, and whispered: "I don’t know who wrote it here. It’s the reverse of our original episode. ."

All around were drinking people, their voices were noisy, almost overshadowing his voice, but Cui Xie's ears were surprisingly good at this moment, and he heard these words clearly.

He also lowered his voice and replied: "It was written by Yang Ting and Yang. It was a matter of the Hanlin Academy that was in charge of the imperial court. It was also a strange thing that Brother Xie asked me as Jin Yiwei for a watch. They still remember Mr. Yang..."

He shook Xie Ying's hand with his backhand, and his eyes showed a light that was more dazzling than candlelight: "You always wanted to separate from me at that time, but this relationship has long been recorded in the Hanlin document, and all officials read it. Now, how can you keep it clear?"

Xie Ying was taken aback by Yang Jianchao's name, but before he had time to think deeply, he was taken away by his straight-hearted words.

Disregard...

He wanted to distinguish between the two, but he was afraid that Jin Yiwei's reputation would be bad, and that too much contact with Cui Xie would affect his reputation and future in Qingliu. But now that Yang Chui is willing to write this play, Xueshi Li can join in...they can write plays for Jin Yiwei as Hanlin, maybe they don't feel that Cui Xie should not be with him?

Is it because this kind of thing doesn't matter to them Hanlin, or is it because he has been touring the city for several months in Beijing, making those people feel that they are of good character and can still associate?

If it is the latter, then as long as he holds the prison justly, protects Qingliu, and becomes a respectable official, Cui Xie will not make any accusations behind his back when he has more contacts with him.

So why can't he be more bold, hoping that in the future the two will not sit together for a while in this more peaceful place where no one sees them, but openly meet at the court?

Cui Xie's hand made him feel hot, and his thoughts were also hot in his heart. He squeezed the hand that was holding him, turned his head and smiled slightly at Cui Xie: "If you are not clear, then Don't leave."

Cui Xie's blood pressure rose bang, and he regretted calling him to come to the theater instead of finding a meal in a restaurant with tight private rooms.

But at this time it was too late to think about it. Feng Yun and Yao Niang on the stage were married under the auspices of Xie Qianhu. This segment is the favorite of the audience. The money-spreading and applause undulates like a wave. Soon the scene should be closed and they should go back.

He couldn't turn back time, he could only hold that hand tightly and looked at Xie Ying deeply.

Xie Ying seemed to have understood what he meant, nodded at him, paused for a while, looked at the audience and said, "Let’s go down here. You can see the hijab up downstairs. It’s easy to get out. , The province called the people downstairs to block."

Let's go. There was a genuine Xie Ying, and Cui Xie didn't even want to watch Xie Qianhu in the play, not to mention Xie Qianhu stopped appearing after arriving at the bridal chamber Huazhu.

After they went downstairs, they didn't regard it as a pro show after all, but directly asked Xiao Er to lead the horse and mount them separately. This restaurant is close to Xie’s house. The two of them didn’t go along the way. Cui Xie arched his hands and wanted to go first, but Xie Ying silently called and said, “It’s getting late, I will send you back. If you meet Qian Zhong I can tell the people on patrol to tell them to take care of you."

It's such a long journey...He has to go to work tomorrow. Cui Xie subconsciously had the urge to touch the phone and look at the watch, so he stretched his hand to his waist, and suddenly laughed at himself--where did the mobile phone come from in the Ming Dynasty?

Xie Ying came over to hold his rein and gently pinched the horse's belly: "Let's go, the later it gets colder, don't stand still here, it's easy to catch the cold."

However, along the way, they didn't meet patrols or watchmen. They only heard their voices from a distance across the streets and saw the lights from the courtyard with many closed doors. The hooves of the two horses rang crisply in the night, but the sound was lighter and heavy, and the horsemen had been replaced on the back of the chestnut-colored, majestic adult horse.

The wind at night was too cold. When Cui Xie went out, he didn't wear a leather, cotton cloak or cloak. After eating, he just rode the wind and got sick. What should I do if I get sick?

Xie Ying thoughtfully divided his clothes into half and gave him the clothes straight to his home. Then he stopped the horse and took back the front breast. Cui Xie took his horse, looked at him sideways, and knocked on the corner door of Cui Mansion.

The door opened from the inside, and a lantern protruded from the crack of the door, illuminating his way back home, while the figure of Xie Ying on the other side was getting further and further away, sinking into the deep night.

Cui Xie stood at the door and watched for a long time, until the concierge stomped his feet from the cold, he recovered, took his gaze back from the end of the long alley, and turned and walked into the house. There are bright lights in the yard, a warm house, hot soup and supper, and a family waiting for him...

There are also a bunch of past academic examination questions to be memorized.

There are only ten months to go before the township examination in August next year, and three hundred days have passed.

Famous children prodigies such as Li Dongyang, Yang Tinghe, and Yang Yiqing are all waiting for him to inherit the glorious tradition of Naishi, and get Jinshi before the age of nineteen. If you ask to be lower, Jinshi can still take the exam for three or six years. Juren must take advantage of this to win, otherwise where do they put their teacher's face? Where should I put the face of the prince?

According to the predecessors of these child prodigies, the scientific examination was "difficult to take the county examination, the government examination, and the road examination the most difficult; the country examination is easy, but the general examination is easy, and the palace examination is especially easy." He can easily get the junior three yuan, and can write articles that Neng Hanlin can see.

Because the children’s exams are all small questions before the exam, especially the “relentless” cut-off questions, just to pull two unrelated questions together and break decent broken questions can make people Exhausted. If you want to make the essay into the question, it's not just a intensive study of the scriptures, your mind is active, and you have enough luck to get into the examiner's eyes.

In the township examination and the meeting, this step is a big topic, intercepting the saint's articles in paragraphs, without distortion. And every year after the examination, the court will release several articles of Cheng Wen, and the writing style of the next township examination and examination will be determined. After that, there will be a collection of essays imitating Cheng Wen on the market soon, and there are many authors who have just passed the examination. Jinshi, Hanlin who selected the museum...

Even if it is not well written, wouldn't it be possible to memorize it?

It is because the ancestor's feng shui was not good, and there were grievances and evil retributions in the previous life, which entangled people to prevent people from making progress, and most of them were trying this level.

However, only Cui Xie knew that he was at best the kind of learning tyrant who had a better mind and worked hard. He was not a genius like this group of Hanlin and Sheren to learn God. So in order to cope with next year’s exam, he started to find teachers to ask for exam questions over the years. He arranged classes according to the week. He recites the "Four Books" questions on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, and the "Five Classics" questions on the 24th and Saturdays. test.

As for the Ming Dynasty did not have a calendar for the week-what matters, the day he started to recite it was Monday.

When he returned home, his grandparents were already asleep, and the other yards were quiet and silent. The porter carried a lamp and sent him into the small courtyard, and asked the kitchen fetching water to wash him, and the cook brought him rice porridge to nourish his stomach.

Cui Xie sent them back to sleep. He sat at the table and slowly drank the porridge. He closed his eyes and carried the PDF of the four books that he had read during the day, with the half-bright light.

It is a new article written by his teacher recently, "From Yao Shun to Tang" three sections.

This article is different from his simple and ancient style of time writing. It pays attention to the rhythm of "high and low length" and the article "manipulate opening and closing". Li Dongyang is called Hainei Wenzong, so he is not only relying on his poems, but his articles are also admired by the world. He introduced the changes in the rhythm of poetry into the article, focusing on controlling the rhythm of the article. The empty words in the article are often used to ease the tone, and the parallelism is also very rhythmic.

The teacher’s article is long here, but the student’s mistake is here. What else can be faster than imitation?

Teacher Li is painstakingly lonely, not expecting him to be conceited, but hoping that he can imitate his own style when writing articles, and tailor the simple and steep style of writing to be more familiar.

Cui Xie watched it over and over again, and gradually settled down, changing his mind full of love for passion into a motivated enthusiasm, carrying on his back "The life of a saint has a permanent period, or preaching at the same time, or preaching in another world..."