Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

In the second half of the twelfth lunar month, Cui Heng finally arrived at Si Yamen, the chief envoy of Yunnan, and met Cui Que. After being exiled to Fujian with his mother for nearly four years, the father and son finally met again in remote Yunnan.

But this rare meeting also saw the scene of their family affection. Cui Senyi saw this son appearing in the first post of the chief envoy, he should have frowned and asked him coldly: " How did you come?"

Cui Heng had to stay in the store all the way, it was not convenient to wear filial piety. He only wore a large white scholar robe and tied a twine around his waist. It was easy to skip without looking closely. But how many fathers in this world can see the son who has reunited after a long time, don't he hold them in his arms and look up and down?

He felt aggrieved and fell to his knees with a plop. Without squeezing, he shed a stream of tears: "Father, my grandfather died on September 13 two months ago. My son was ordered by his elder brother to take his father back to his hometown Ding You. ."

what! Ding You?

His father... actually abandoned the world on this occasion?

He had just figured out the method of clearing the yellow books of the households, formed an alliance with the local tycoon Ding family, pulled one by one, and forced the Huang family, who had accepted the Xu family, to spit out fifty households. How could he give up halfway? Just give him another half a year, no, as long as there are three more months, he will at least clear out half of the city's yellow book, and this term is not in vain, and it will be easier to recover with this city's achievements in the future!

When Cui Que thought of this place, he suddenly remembered that Yunnan's mountains are high and far away, and it would take more than two months to leave Beijing. His Ding You’s collation and quotations were to be reported to the Chief Secretary. The investigation by the Jingli Department was not so fast. When Brother Heng came, he was not as fanciful as Cui Liangdong...

If they can be told to recognize that they came out before their father's passing, and when the news comes from Beijing, he will still have some time to finish the work at hand-at least clear out the wealth of the Huang family who dominates the land!

He wondered how to delay the time to resign, but Cui Heng said with a little pride: "Father don't worry about the chief envoy who is dragging you out. My elder brother will first beg for leave and keep his filial piety for his father in Beijing. Wrote Ding Youzhezi. The emperor specially granted him a few days of fake guarding and burial, and specially approved his father's investigation and study. This day and night, I am here to send the investigation and quotation."

He took out the survey he wrapped in oil paper from his personal clothes, and the big "filial piety" printed on it made Cui Que's eyes hurt.

Others conceal the period of mourning, and the family knows to cooperate. Why is it not going well with him? Forgive him for his all kinds of ideas and all kinds of plans, so that these two knowing sons were broken!

He gritted his teeth with hatred, and told his son: "You give me to stay here honestly. I still have official duties. I have to finish the handover before I can leave!"

He didn't care if Cui Heng was still on his knees, and after receiving the quotation from the essay, he went to his second hall, taking the last minute to finish the task before handing over to his colleagues.

However, Cui Heng was not the little Cui Xie who killed him honestly. When Cui Que went out with his front foot, he turned on his back and got up from the ground, staring bitterly at his father's back and wiped his tears, carrying his money straight to the back door of the Chief Secretary, looking for the little Haijing who always set up a stall outside the door.

This matter of the Cui family can be passed back to Beijing, and there is even more trouble in Yunnan. As soon as Cui Heng's team of funeral reports entered the city gate, the two Xie Fu family members who sent him inquired about the story of "Cui Senyi was cruel to give up his wife, and Xu's wife was committed as a concubine." They also found Xiao Haijing's stall. .

Cui Heng left them behind to help himself, and found the old servant alone. That Xiao Haijing was really loyal to Cui Heng's mother and son, and when he saw the second young master, he pounced on him and cried: "How come the son? If we ask our wife to know, I don't know how happy it would be!"

Cui Heng didn’t think he was crying and dirty his clothes, so he quickly helped him up and asked, “Where is my mother? My father has passed away. My father has to return to Beijing to guard the affairs of his hand. If you can come out, you take me to see her, and I will kowtow to her before leaving."

Xiao Haijing was surprised: "The old man is gone? It's only a few years! Now the Cui family is the ruthless uncle who is in charge, my son, how did you get through these years..."

He cried and sang while slapped his thighs. The stall was gone. He took the second young master and ran to Huang's house. He almost stopped in the row where Huang's house was, and told him to sit in the small restaurant outside. Go back to see Mrs.

Although Yunnan’s customs are more open than Beijing’s, and Mrs. Xu is his biological mother, it’s okay to visit the house, but after all, Cui Senyi has been staring at the Huang Family’s Qing Dynasty these days, and he has a lot of hatred with the Huang Family. He was afraid that Cui Heng would be angry.

The second son of Cui has experienced many lessons now, and he is not as impulsive as he was when he was young. After Xiao Haijing left, he sat in that small restaurant and ordered a cup of local imitation Cangshan Michelle, two plates of yellow millet cake and hair candy, and ate absently, staring at the place where Xiao Haijing had disappeared. .

He didn't know how long he waited, but he felt a heartburn, and he couldn't even taste the sweetness of the sugar in his mouth, for fear that his mother would no longer want him if he had a new home. But just as he waited so hard that he could not help getting up to break into the Huang's house, a woman with a blue jacket and white dress and a tacky gold and silver jewelry on her head suddenly stepped into the door of the tavern.

She is no longer young and beautiful, nor is she as graceful and elegant as she was in Cui Mansion, her clothes are vulgar and outdated, her face and eyes are full of wind and frost, just like a woman of ordinary people. But as soon as she saw Cui Heng, she came up and called "my son", not shying away from outsiders, not to mention his dad's wish for him not to appear in front of her.

This is for his sake, the real mother.

Cui Heng felt sour when he remembered what his elder brother had advised him, and cried in his arms in his arms.

Xu cried distressedly: "My son is wronged! These years you have fallen into the hands of your cruel and short-lived brother, and my mother can't sleep when I think of it..."

Although Cui Heng was sad, he had long since confessed that he was a hero who was able to write a series of comics and martial arts, but his biological mother was not very happy when he said bad things about him. Give me food and drink, teach me martial arts, and let me study hard. After being admitted to a talented person, I will marry me no worse than Sister Yun..."

Xu was shocked.

"How does he treat you so well? Is he secretly holding back some bad intentions? Does he think you can't study well and think that you won't be able to enter school for the rest of your life, so that you can get married only if you are a talent? He is looking forward to it. You have no end!"

Xu clan regards himself and his father to save others, feeling that Cui Xie has no good intentions. Cui Heng couldn't listen anymore, pushed his mother away, and said unhappily, "Mother, don't talk nonsense! My eldest brother has never said that you are not wrong. He also said that you would not go home and ran here to marry him. People come for me, otherwise I will blame you for leaving me to marry. This time he asked me to report the funeral to my father, so that I can see you!"

Xu was surprised again.

Not only shocked, but also ashamed.

It's not that she didn't know her faults over the years, it's not that she didn't feel bad, but she was too far wrong, and she couldn't go back if she wanted to look back. She tried so hard to embarrass Cui Sen, not only because she was abandoned and forced out of the house, but also because she was afraid that her son would fall into the hands of Cui Xie and suffer, and seek justice from Cui Xie's most beloved father.

But this son of the front chamber was able to treat her son kindly...

Cui Hengyou kept saying: "He is the champion, and he is the husband of the royal family. I am a white boy who has never been tested. How can he toss me? As long as he doesn't care about me, I will have no future in my life. He told me to study for my own good, and when I have a reputation and become a family, I can take you back..."

Xu cried with a cry, suddenly knelt toward the north, bowed a big gift, got up and said to Cui Heng, "Don't come to see me again, I am a second married person, and I will be a concubine. You think I'm not good for you. . Go home and tell your brother, I am sorry for him, I kowtow to him, and then I will eat and recite Buddhism, hoping for his good, and hope that he will treat you kindly because of my regrets..."

She not only wants to pray for Cui Xie, but also plans to look at the face of the stepson and parent-child and let their father go.

After returning to the mansion, she told the Huang Family Patriarch, her newly chosen husband and wife: "The old slave of the Cui Family has his father died, and he will return to Beijing soon. I think he is also a political retreat. The population can come back sooner or later, so the master will let the matter go for the face of his concubine. From now on there is no need to ask Xiao Haijing to go to the Chief Secretary's Office, just when this person is gone, let's live in peace, right?"

The Huang family was calling Cui Que and several big households in the joint mansion were overwhelmed. He listened so hard that he wanted Ding You, and laughed three times with joy: "Heaven is endless, my Huang family! That Cui is going to leave! Good luck! He thought he could still be the emperor of Yunnan. These days he has been enjoying himself. Now he is not a reigning councilor or a person without official positions. How can I not give him a gift!"

Xu himself is a bold and daring person. Hearing his words, he knew that the living bandit could not spare Cui Que. But her son is still Cui Que's son. If this old man is unlucky, wouldn't his son also be affected?

She hated Cui Senyi for several years, but now she pinches her nose to plead with him, begging for a new husband... at least don't kill her precious son together.

Master Huang smiled and said: "You too underestimate me. Am I the bandit who can only kill people? Your son is also my half son. If there is no good news from him, Cui Papi will not be able to leave. This can't kill him."

He only wants their family to live a little better in Yunnan, as long as this Cui Que can't come back.

Master Huang immediately sent someone a big gift to the remaining three or so Senators in Yunnan Province, begging them and Senator Cui to raise their hands and let them go after they handed over the affairs of the Yellow Book. The three councilors took the money to do things, and immediately sued Cui Que for an obituary report that he didn't immediately go to work for mourning, and asked the chief executive to seize his power.

Lord Zhou had long looked down upon this messenger counselor, and he happily allowed him to return home without waiting for the transfer from the government of his origin. He even stopped the issue of clearing the yellow book, and asked him to immediately confess the beginning and the end and leave the house as soon as possible. Just do it.

Cui Quezheng wanted to make a final check and dealt with the Huang family as a model of a hermit, but he didn't want God’s will to be away from him. He didn’t even do this matter well, so he was forced to be held in the Senate’s office, with the remaining three colleagues. Handover.

His lofty aspirations eventually turned into running water, and he could only ask people to clean up the backyard, with a few boats of newly purchased household belongings from Yunnan, two concubines and a son who did not want to see, a group of useless family members and a couple. How to look like prisoners The guardian like a servant embarked on the road of returning home.

This trip went from winter to spring. The ice had melted when I was near the capital, but I entered Beijing smoothly. When I arrived at the Cui Mansion in the capital, the mansion was still hanging white. As soon as he entered the door, Cui Xie came out to pick him up with the tablet of the gods. With red eyes, he said, "My son couldn't take a long vacation. The spirit stopped at Pingpo Temple outside the city. When the father came back, the sons were relieved, and asked the father to feel at ease in the mourning and send his grandfather's coffin back to his hometown for burial."

Cui Que hadn't stood firm, and was about to be driven back to his hometown in the countryside by his son. He couldn't catch his breath. He gritted his teeth and said, "Where is the spiritual lord? I will worship your lord's spiritual lord first. Thank you, I will talk about the funeral in a few days!"

His father passed away last year, and the funeral was over half a year ago. The mourning hall at his home had already been demolished. He changed into a filial dress in the yard, bowed to the memorial tablet, and cried bitterly. The three sons accompany him behind.

After the salute, he went to the hall to visit his mother.

Mrs. Cui experienced her husband's funeral, and she seemed to be a few years old. She was full of silver and haggard. She could still stand and walk. Seeing her son come in in white clothes, she couldn't help crying bitterly while holding him. Cui Que also accompany her in tears, crying and said, "I've come back, I won't go anywhere in the past three years, only stay with my mother at home with peace of mind!"

The old lady said with mixed sorrow and joy: "My father and I only hoped that you can come back to Beijing to see me one day when the tenure is full, but I don't want him to see you again in the end. But I am thankful to him. I can spend more time with my son..."

Cui Que hurriedly said countless good things to explain him, and said that Cui Xie has a promising future, can show his book in front of the holy, and be favored by the emperor, and he will be able to serve the old lady until he is old by adding a capital official to his father.

He really felt that Cui Xie had to make him a capital officer to be worthy of the suffering he has suffered over the years, but the old lady shook her head and said: "I don't have such a big heart. I hope that my grandson will be able to see through the sky and take care of you. This is the official position of Lao Tzu. Once your father is gone, my body will no longer work. I only hope that in the last few days I can return to my hometown to guard your father and guard you... Don’t you officials want to form a house in front of the grave? Mother accompany you back to Jiaxiangtun, let's go back to Zhuangzi to live together for a few years."

The old lady loves her son and is willing to accompany him to the countryside, but Cui Que was struck by lightning, and she shook her head again and again: "Mother is crazy about it. When I send my father's coffin back to the countryside for burial, our family is still in Beijing offering his father's divine master tablet. That's it!