Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

When Choi Xie originally went to school, he hated that it was too early to go to school and had to get up early. Now that he got the top pick, he didn't have to take exams for the rest of his life. He hated that he had to get up early when he went to work too early.

Jin Yiwei is the yamen of the late Shen Chao Mao, and will go to draw Mao after the fifth shift, so he has to get up at night and rush to open the city gate and return to Beijing first. Cui Xie was afraid that he would be late in the morning and didn't dared to sleep well for half the night. From time to time, he opened his eyes vigilantly, watching the sky outside the window, and hearing if there was any leakage outside.

Xie Ying couldn't sleep in the same way-holding a small hot and trembling stove in her arms, and fluttering momentarily, rubbing against him, brushing his body and looking out. The smooth and flexible chest pressed against him, and his ribs spread slightly as he breathed, pressing more closely on him. The thin, cool breath blew between his chest and neck, like pouring a handful of oil on the charcoal that had just been extinguished, almost causing the fire in his heart to burn again.

If it weren't for feeling that Cui Xie had been tossing himself for a long time, for fear that he would not be able to treat him because of injury, Xie Ying wanted to rub him into his body and stop him from getting up.

The other is not good enough to do it again, it's okay to press him not to move around.

Xie Ying turned over, fished her long arms from his back into her arms, pulled one of his legs around her waist, stretched out her hand to press on the sore muscles of his back, and relieved him of the long fatigue and soreness caused by the previous frivolousness. .

Cui Xie finally closed his eyes honestly and leaned in his arms to spend the last time of the night quietly.

The sky outside lit up a little bit, and the darkness of deep silence was illuminated by dim dim light. Xie Ying used that light to see his softly closed eyes, straight nose, and slightly squeezed, slightly nervous pairs lip.

He is not asleep either.

Such a rare night, who is willing to sleep over?

Xie Ying followed the undulating contours of his face and kissed him, leaving a deep kiss on his lips, and said in a low voice: "I'll go back to the office first. You can sleep a little longer before going back. The door is diagonally opposite. The agency that rents a car, I have already booked a car with them, this time you have to take the car back, don't try to ride a horse again, be careful you are tired."

Cui Xie slowly opened his eyes and looked at him with nostalgia, but he should be very happy in his mouth: "Last time I was in the city. I didn't think it was too far to leave. This time I'm outside the city gate. Go back on horseback? The little white horse is so energetic now that I don’t know where it is, running so fast, I’m afraid I can’t stop it and cause a disaster."

What is a horse disaster! Xie Ying let out a laugh and tucked the clip for him. She climbed down from the bed and picked up the clothes that fell on the floor yesterday, separated by the morning light and wrapped herself in the baggage. He still had the new clothes that he brought from home yesterday, and he changed them one by one with the big bed on his back. He turned around and touched Cui Xie's face, and said goodbye to him in a low voice.

Cui Xie responded in a dumb voice, and reached out to touch the unevenness of the clothes, trying to flatten the pleated paper. His arms slid out of the wide sleeves, revealing a little red mark on the inside of his elbows. Xie Ying breathed slightly, looking at the gorgeous marks, but said with some regret: "I didn't control my strength at the time. Use that hard, you should pay attention when you take a shower or practice martial arts these days."

Cui Xie also glanced at the seal, smiled and said, "Be careful, too. I was not serious last night. I don't know if I got the seal on you. You should wear thicker clothes when you practice martial arts tomorrow morning. , Don't let anyone see..."

Talking about that, he himself was a little worried. He got up and looked around Xie Ying’s neck, and saw that the exposed areas were all white, and the color that shouldn’t have fallen, so he leaned back comfortably, wrapped his quilt and looked up at him. .

Xie Ying put on her clothes layer by layer, ended her hair neatly, and covered her beautiful figure in a black gauze hat. She couldn't see the romantic attitude shown in the tent last night.

Without his seduce, Cui Xie remembered that he sneaked out of the garden last night. When he saw his colleagues and had to confess, he hurriedly pulled his cuff, pointed at his baggage and said, "I forgot to tell you last night. There is also a lottery for the signature. One person who enters the garden will give a pot and draw with the number on the pot. I have reserved two numbers for both of us. You can pick up a pot and go."

The night time stolen last night was very beautiful, and the trouble of cleaning up the beginning and the end became a little bit of fun.

Xie Ying turned over the burden, and saw that there were two pots, so she picked a "Guimei Nine" and the remaining "Wuwangqi" for him. Not long after opening the city gate, Xie Ying didn’t dare to delay any more. She hurriedly went out and tossed a few times. She came back and tucked the quilt corner for Cui Xie. He reached out and probed whether he was warm or not. He ate before leaving before turning back to the city.

Cui Xie got up until dawn, and because of the biological clock he had cultivated for many years, he couldn't sleep, so he got up and changed clothes.

He also prepared new clothes early, and changed a new bed sheet by the way after waking up, and the ones that were changed were all round, holding them in his arms as a thief and taking them to the stove to destroy the remains. There was a fire in the kitchen stove, and only a hard wood was filled in the stove, and a small dark red flame was leaping on the wood. There is a pot of chicken broth simmering on the stove, and a few steamed dim sum, sweet and salty, just look at the craftsmanship of the old Jinxiang restaurant in the city.

I don’t know where he was told to fold the dishes I ate last night. The kitchen and the house were all clean and there was no trace of two people living in it.

Cui Xie couldn't help sighing that he deserves to be Jin Yiwei, and Bitman is still good, and when he puts the sheets into the stove and burns, he suddenly laughs-his sense of secrecy is like an underground party.

It can be seen that this behavior is not just a professional habit, it is forced by the environment.

The fire that burned clothes urged the chicken soup to bubble up, and the aroma floated out, making people scream. Cui Xie scooped up a bowl of hot soup, got a few pieces of chicken in it, and picked up some salty snacks like steamed meat dumplings and taro dumplings, watching the flames in the stove exhaust the sheets. Slowly ate an early meal.

When the sheets were almost burnt and he was full, he took a fire chopstick in the stove's eye and burned the remaining cloth into fine ashes, took it out and poured it into the backyard vegetable plot as fertilizer.

There was nothing to clean up in the yard, so he packed away the leftovers in food boxes, and when he arrived at the carriage, he asked for the cart ordered by Xie Ying and tied the white horse all the way home.

Shopkeeper Ji and Cui Qi were still taking people in the garden to pack up the props, and the family thought that there was someone by his side to take care of them, and they couldn't guess that he had a private meeting with others. When he returned home, Cui Liangdong's eyes lit up, carrying his robe to catch up, complaining and proudly telling the family that there are noble guests, and the old lady will be with him in person, just waiting for him to meet.

When Cui Xie heard "the distinguished guest", he inexplicably thought of the prince who was in the garden by the shopkeeper last night. He looked back and asked him: "But the guest from my hometown? Is he a prince of warrior, extravagant?"

Cui Liangdong grinned and replied: "My champion, in front of you, the folks in my hometown are some kind of distinguished guests. This is the real nobleman, the old man's good friend, Mr. Zhang. Man, that’s the one who became the prince’s father-in-law! I brought my son over to congratulate you. I don’t want you to come back late, but I told them to wait a long time."

Cui Xie was a little surprised, changed into a more formal green robe, and went to see him neatly.

Zhang Zhaichang was still so good-natured, and he didn't wear the official robes of Hongyu Temple. He waited in the hall with his two sons. When they met, he got up and congratulated him, saying only that he was afraid that he would see him a few days ago. The teacher, in the same year, came to congratulate me a few days late. He took the two sons again, pushed them to Cui Xie, took up his father's majesty and shouted: "Don't congratulate Mr.?"

The two elementary school students were a little swollen since their sister became the Yuan concubine, and they awkwardly congratulated them, twisting their heads and quarreling with their father: "We are all the younger brothers of the prince concubine. From now on, we should beg my brother-in-law to make us a Jinyiwei official. What's the use of reading?"

Zhang Luan sternly cursed: "What brother-in-law! That is the Prince of Donggong, who leads the world in every move, can you be like the brother-in-law of ordinary people, just like you naughty boy?"

Since Cui Xie couldn't watch their father and son arguing in his own home, he persuaded him: "This is just a child's talk. How can I take it seriously?"

Zhang Luan said angrily: "It's not that I take it seriously, but they take it seriously! I really thought that the empress became the concubine of the Donggong Yuan, they are the uncles of the country, it is impossible! It is the uncles of the real country of the Wang family, who would dare to run wild with their status? Bogey? These two boys don't know anything, and they will surely bring trouble to the family in the future!"

When Zhang Yanling and Zhang Heling saw that their teacher was better than their father, they turned behind Cui Xie in a few steps and used him to block his father's thunderous anger.

Cui Xie took the two children and sat on the upper seat, and clasped his hand to persuade Zhang Zhaichang: "Such a small child knows what the crown prince awards. It must be heard from outsiders, and the child is upset. This matter is easy to handle. If Brother Zhang believes me, I’m now in the test and I don’t need to study anymore. Just put these two children beside me for a while, I will restrain them, and you will also take the opportunity to clean up the house and call Family members don’t talk about things that cause disasters..."

Their daughter is only the princess, and there are also the queen and the queen mother. If there is something wrong with it, the emperor and the prince will not be happy.

This is what Zhang Zhaichang is afraid of. Hearing that Cui Xie is willing to take charge, he quickly thanked him: "You tell me, I am getting angry with these two unscrupulous children these days, I am afraid that they think that they are high in their status and have no words or deeds. Ji, I have offended the insider. I can trust your character. If you can discipline these two children, Zhang would rather send them to you as a child!"

Cui Xie smiled and said, "Brother Zhang joked. These two children are already my disciples. I also treat them as nephews. Can I take care of them?"

With the mentor and apprenticeship set earlier, the two boys got into trouble outside, and he had to follow along.

And he remembered that in "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", it seemed that Ming Xiaozong's brother-in-law was more excellent. However, Xiaozong Dynasty did not have such a major event as Wu Zong Dynasty, and it was not too interesting. He didn't look carefully, and didn't even remember the names of the two uncles. In addition, it has been so many years before and after the crossing, the memory has faded early, and I don’t know where these two bears are...

But the way to treat a bear child is the same, that is, he has been cleaned up since he was a child, so that even when he grows up, he can think of the education at that time when he wants to do bad things, and dare not reach out.

Cui Xie smiled gently and looked at the two children: "It just so happens that I have two months of family leave. I only need to return to my hometown to show the tomb in the middle, and it will not take a few days. I took them over when I was in Beijing. Teach them to read a few books of classics and histories, so that they will have a long time to learn, so as not to let others talk about it and cause outsiders to be distorted and wonder how important their identity is."

Ordinary people say that the younger brother of Concubine Yuan is valuable, but he uses the word "important." Zhang Zhaichang didn't hear the deep meaning, but thought that he also said that their father and son became relatives, and the two characters of royal, the identity is naturally unusual.

The two children were even more ignorant. They only knew that they didn't want to read. They twisted and wanted to avoid them. They just couldn't escape the restraint of his hands that seemed to be used only for reading and writing, and his forehead was sweaty. For a moment, Zhang Zhaichang felt that his smile was a little shameless in his heart. Upon closer inspection, he was still so gentle and angry, as loving as his own son, it was not like he could kill these two sons. of.

Since it can't be killed... just ask him to take care of it.

Zhang Zhai-chang glanced at his sons, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, stood up and handed over to Cui Xie: "I shouldn't have bothered you like this, but since I rushed here today, I don't hesitate to refuse... Go home and rectify people. I will stay in Hezhong’s family for these two dishonest sons and let you discipline them!"