Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Cui Xie has silver around his waist, and there are three shops and a chain tea shed outside. How can it be good for the fellow villagers to enter Beijing for examinations? He immediately asked the buddy to put all these banquets on his account, refill the drinks and dishes, make a whole cup and plate, buy a basket of fresh fat crabs, and wrote a note to ask people to go home and get the soju. Master of luxury.

There was no Xie Yuan or Jing Kui in this restaurant, and his eighth was already considered the most proud, and everyone clamored for him to recite the article and instructed the unqualified students to write.

Cui Xieqian said rushingly: "Xie was lucky enough to be awarded the examiner's eyes this time. I took Zhongjuren. If you guys want to listen to my article, I will recite it, but I don't dare to give pointers."

He himself studied in the Imperial College for a year, and articles were posted outside the gallery for comments every day, and his face became better. He closed his eyes and memorized it.

Some of these scholars in Qian'an were predecessors who had advised him in the past, and some had revised his articles. At that time, I only felt that his time and writing ideas were rushing, and the momentum was compelling, but the writing was not polished; now listening to his articles, it is completely reborn——

Art-making essays are a combination of prose and prose. Originally, when he composed the prose, the prose of breaking, inheriting, disseminating, and passing through were often powerful, but the prose was only two or three short sentences. The text in the middle test is carefully crafted, and the writing is wonderful. Eight ratios are clear and energetic, and they don’t want to say anything, that is, a sentence that can be used as a prose, but he has also laid out a parallel sentence style:

To cover up as unkind, to deceive is to be unkind, to avoid being unkind, to deceive is to be kind. And I have never made the mistake of a villain to be unkind, and I said that I did not mistake it for being unkind, and mistaken it for being unkind, mistaken it for being unkind, and still wanting to be good.

These two sentences are like two hearts and one smoke, two smoke and one gas, meaning comparison rather than the opposite, the two words "deception" and "mistake" are written incisively and vividly to cover evil and promote good and its harm. The words are also very neat, and they are chanted from his mouth, just like hitting a golden jade, with a clear rhythm and a catchy chant.

Lu An and others who have read his article all sighed with palms and sighed: "It's really awesome! Your article is so diligent. You haven't seen it in a year, and you have already entered the room! Could it be that you also dreamed of Jiang Yan's brush of life?"

Those scholars who originally hated him for uneven sales, and felt that "this kind of person can get the eighth." After hearing his article, they couldn't help but sigh that "such a person gets the eighth."

Such a good article is a well-known book editor, and he is still young and handsome. Why doesn't the examiner no longer mention his ranking?

Cui Xie shook his head and smiled: "Where are the mysterious things, I just have to study with a famous teacher, and I am willing to write a few more articles to practice. You have only read the notes of the famous teacher for three or four months. It’s more than before? I’ve been studying Chinese Studies since last year. Many of the notes were handwritten by me. I remember very well. If I don’t learn well anymore, how can I see Elder Jiangdong."

He first studied in the Imperial College for more than a year, and in the past few months he became Li Dongyang's disciple. He had done so many Hanlin questions in the Imperial Academy. If he didn't take the exam again, he would really hang himself.

Everyone can only envy his ancestors, but no one can say "hate".

There are many people studying with famous teachers in the world, but they are willing to integrate the explanations they have heard into notes, and also summarize them in the order of the four books and five classics, and share with the students all over the world.

Anyone who read his "must-read notes for imperial examinations" has to accept his love, and for their own future, they have to pray that he will print out the remaining notes smoothly and smoothly-in case he is in a bad mood, No print, where in the world can I find such a good person with luck and heart?

Among the six talented scholars, Xu Liyan and Shen Zheng were the only ones who failed. Seeing that he was self-effacing, he also laughed at himself: "We won the book from your family Cui Yuan for nothing, but this year we didn’t pass the exam. It seems to be a review. It’s not very effective. In the coming year, I have to learn how to hang a board on the wall and write that there are still a few thousand days to go before the unitary test, and countdown day by day..."

In fact, the three of them originally liked to read novels and didn't pay much attention to the imperial examinations. They were lucky to pass the exams, and it was only natural that they didn't. Moreover, four of the six talented scholars have already been selected for the Juren. They are bound by the six talented scholars' fame, and their talents are undoubtedly known, and they are not in a hurry to be promoted.

This was just a joke, but Cui Xie gave a high-five, agreeing to say: "This timekeeping is really useful! My house is still hanging up the sign, after the provincial examination, it is time for the examination. Brothers have seen how many years it has been three years. It looks like it's actually just one thousand and eighty days, plus one leap month for 30 days at most. We have to sleep three or four hours every night, and we need one or two hours to dress and eat during the day, and we can learn at most for half a day. ; Plus socializing, poetry, rest...

He took out a pencil on the spot and started a subtraction on the wall, accurate to the hour, and finally converted into the sky: "All planed out, there are already five hundred days when you can really read, how can you not hurry up? "

Asking him to calculate the time by talking and writing like this, not only did the scholars who failed the exam, but those who were admitted to Juren even got cold behind their backs: "If you ask you to do this calculation, the exams are so stressful, there will be a hundred days left in the exam. Can't?"

It seems not.

Although most of the students did not study arithmetic, they reduced the time according to his algorithm, and they had the result in their hearts.

The list will be released on the second day of September, and the test will be held on the ninth day of February of the following year. There will only be five months of work and one hundred and fifty days in between. If you plan to eat and sleep, you will all study. How long can you study?

The restaurant was full of romantic scholars. No matter who didn't pass the exam, they all had the meaning of carnival after the exam. Asking him to talk in a few words would make it difficult to eat.

Cui Xie didn't even see their pale faces, just like when they were pulled by the school to record a video encouraging younger students after the college entrance examination, he spoke passionately about his experience: "I know that I am young and talented, and I can't compare to you. The elder is intensively researching articles, so he often practiced according to the rules of the national examination before the exam. He got up to do essays with four drums, and he did seven essays a day. He didn’t need to study essays, and he naturally broadened his thinking. Only those who have scored will be able to play a point in the examination room and live up to what they have learned."

There are only three exams in the township exam, and there are two days off in each of the three. With those seven essays, six essays, and five policy theories, they have done it like a serious illness. These weak youngsters can actually take the exam Practice like this?

Seven articles a day, no writing, how did he write it!

If he can really write it... then it can't be blamed that he got eighth in the national examination after only three years of studying...

The sentient beings and Juren made him flustered by the exam, and they didn’t even ask him, the eighth-ranked scholar in the autumn exam, the top student of the Imperial College, and the disciple of Li Dongyang of the Wenzong in Hainei, to write poems and write lyrics. They all sweated and listened to his review experience and The usage of those sets of imperial examination notes.

It was a vain opportunity to expose a fake talent who couldn't write good poetry.

Rao was so scared by so many people that his life span was short for a few days, and when he went back to think of the experience he had taught, he also felt that he was a good person with virtuous, knowledgeable and broad-mindedness.

Ordinary scholars have some reading experience, and they are all passed on among their own children. Who is willing to teach others for nothing? I'm not afraid that if others learn this method, will they be tested in the future?

When Cui Xie gained a lot of affection among the scholars, the news that he got eighth in the foreign exam was also passed back to the court and the palace. Secretary Zuo and Zhan Shifu Zhan Shi Li Chun is Li Dongyang’s teacher and Cui Xie’s ancestor. Hearing that he got this place in the test-or Li Dongyang suppressed him to avoid suspicion, otherwise he would be admitted. Five Classics Queli--also quite happy for him.

When I went to collect the Prince's papers that day, the Prince also specifically asked Chunchun: "Guwen today is the day when the provincial exam is released. Has Cui Xie ever been on the list?"

Li Chun arched his hands and replied with a smile: "Exactly, he won the eighth place in this subject, which is worthy of the love of the emperor and the prince."

Although the prince had only met him once, he had done a question that was named after him, and he usually answered the papers often. Some of them took him as his own person in the East Palace. On the one hand, he was pleased for him, but on the other hand he was a little regretful: " No matter how he is eighth, I can see that his problem is no worse than anyone else's."

Li Chun said: "The world's talents are like clouds. Although he is a young age, can he overwhelm the world's talents everywhere? These scholars are my future pillars of Ming, and the prince should treat them equally. , But I am happy for the current Yao and Shun governance."

The prince changed his name and thanked him: "My husband's teaching is so good, it's a lonely wish."

He asked Li Chun to copy Cui Xie's papers for him, and looked back again. After he left, he sighed silently: Cui Xie is considered one of the top students in the Guozijian, and he can only take the exam in the Shuntian Township Examination. Eighth?

The maid on the side saw that the prince looked bored, as if dissatisfied with Cui Xie’s grades, so he quietly leaned forward to tell him the truth: "The slave servant heard that Cui Juren’s examination paper was originally asked by the room master to be the chief examiner Li. Gong is his teacher, and he deliberately lowered his ranking, otherwise he would be the third one."

The prince asked in surprise: "Really? Where did you hear it?"

The inmate smiled and said: "It was said by the examiners at the banquet. They all said that Cui Juren deserved to be the young master who accompanied the young master for so long, and the answer was better than when he took the exam for junior three yuan. This time I met his teacher. Examiner, there is no need to depress the next test, he will definitely be able to take the first-class Jinshi and serve the emperor and the young master!"

The prince nodded slightly and said in a low voice: "He is better than others."

Last spring, when his position as a prince was the most unstable, the emperor loved Shao Niangniang's fourth brother, Youzhu, and wanted to change him as the prince. Had it not been for the remonstrance of Wyan's great companion, Mount Tai had frequent earthquakes in February and March, and the Qintian Supervisor had remarked that he should be in the East Palace. I am afraid his prince would have been unstable.

It was at that time that Cui Xie entered the palace to give him a lecture. Not only did he lecture on the book, he also wrote a topic for him to do. Later, he worked on the topic outside the palace to accompany him... It has been more than a year in the blink of an eye. During the days when he was walking on thin ice, Cui Xie and the students of Guozijian accompanied him most, except for his main companion and the courtiers of the East Palace.

The person who accompanied the test in the East Palace was selected, and his prince should also be rewarded.

The prince thought for a while, and asked the waiter to choose the best pen, ink, paper, inkstone, new palace-made books, together with palace flowers and chrysanthemum wine, and give them to the Cui family to show his grace.

Choi Xie was called home after drinking in a restaurant. It was said that it was a reward from the prince, and everyone who was drinking with him woke up in shock. A group of people followed Cui's house on tiptoe outside the door and watched the eunuchs who came to the palace to give orders. The Cui family had already opened the incense case. When he went back, he hurriedly changed the clothes and hats he had prepared in advance, and took his grandmother, younger siblings, aunts, and family members to kneel down to thank you, and received the gift from the prince.

After the eunuchs were gone, he asked people to go to the restaurant to invite the cooks to make the running water table, and he invited fellow villagers and more uninvited guests to celebrate the happy event.

This day's wine was drunk from noon to night until the curfew was about to come, and the candidates took the car back to their inn. Cui Xie stood outside the door to greet the guests, until the last guest left. It was late before he rubbed his sleepy eyes and went back.

When he turned around, he seemed to see a little yellow light in the long alley, and the light shone a familiar figure.

He stopped abruptly, turned his head calmly, and said to the family beside him: "You go in first, and I will go out to get the wind out. There are jinyi guards patrolling the streets outside, and it is safe. I will get acquainted with them again. Forbid, leave me alone."

Cui Liangdong said worriedly: "The son has drunk so much wine, and if he blows it again, I am afraid it will be easy to get up. Why don't you ask a small servant to support you?"

Cui Xie shook his head and smiled: "I always get the amount of alcohol I've gotten from drinking hard liquor. These are nothing, and I'm not too drunk. I need someone to help me. I'm happy today, and maybe I have to go to a show and come back tonight. , If you ask someone to stay at the door, don’t ask anything else."

He sent his family back violently, stared at the person and closed the door, turned around, and walked towards the alley where the yellow light had just flashed.

The light has disappeared, and he can’t see what figure is in the dark, but he walks straight there, blood vessels all over his body beating, like the sound of another person’s heart beating, guiding him to go there. .

As he walked, he seemed to hit something in his chest, so he stopped, and the whole child plunged down there. The obstacle was warm and soft. When it moved, a layer of steel-like hard muscles stretched under the soft material and skin. He wrapped him in his arms and asked in a low voice with a smile: Bold son rushed in, not afraid that I was a bad guy, and sold you to Nanban to mine?"

Cui Xie put his chin on his shoulders, hung his body loosely between his arms, closed his eyes and replied: "My senator's office is outside the gate of Beizhen Fusi Town Counsellor Xie personally patrolling the night, dare you Sell ​​me and ask Master Xie to arrest you and put you in jail."

Xie Ying laughed lowly and said: "What a bold man, then if I don't sell you, I will grab you and go home. It depends on you."

Cui Xie also chuckled: "Then grab it. I'm worried about the hard work of being in charge. If you are willing to grab me, I will stay at your house to eat and drink, and I can't drive me away."

Xie Ying stopped the waist with one hand, took his legs with the other, threw him on the horse, turned himself over, pulled the rein of the horse, turned and ran out. A large piece of cloak or cloak covered his head, he shrank in the warmth, leaned his head on Xie Ying's chest, and asked him in a low voice: "Where are you taking me?"

Xie Ying smiled and said: "Didn't you just tell your housekeeper that you want to listen to the drama? Today is a good day for your mid-test. I naturally want to follow your wishes. Please listen to a new drama."