Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Although Choi Xie is not in Jingli, his legend is everywhere in Jingli.

Jin Yiwei's comic strip has reached the part that has not been written in the Zaju, which is the battle of Jin Yiwei's journey to Japan. Several pages of colorful seascapes are printed on the painting book during naval battles, as if the real sea is presented before the readers' eyes-that is not the seaside scenery that can also be seen by the mountain and sea guards, but the real vastness, water and sky, except for seabirds and occasional A picture of the distant sea where nothing can be seen outside the floating giant whale.

The sea is not actually the Sea of ​​Japan, but the Pacific Ocean in the Super British movie.

The conditions are limited, so he doesn't care about which sea, anyway, the drawing is finer than the Chinese textbook.

The ships of the two sides of the naval battle referred to the map of the Daming Sea, as well as the warships and cruise ships that appeared in Hong Kong, Japan, Europe and the United States. Daming’s ships are dominated by traditional hard sails, while Japanese warships are drawn in a more modern style. The speed and firepower of the ships are set to be stronger. The first is to suppress and then rise. Fortunately, the reader’s heart should be improved. The seed of Ming's naval battle strength.

The harm of the Japanese pirates is still not obvious now. By the time of Jiajing, the problem of looting the coastal areas by Japanese pirates became quite serious. The imperial court was reluctant to open sea wars, and only used the methods of forbidden seas and coastal construction to defend against Japanese pirates. Daming navy could not be built. The drawings of the treasure ship that was once advanced enough to travel around the world were lost in the Chenghua period. China was left step by step in this era of great navigation.

Foreign advanced technology, high-yield crops, and naval warfare were all isolated from the borders of the sea until the Qing Dynasty...

Although Choi Xie is a modern literature student, who has never studied modern history from middle and high school? Who didn't feel frustrated when studying modern history and didn't want to go through to change history?

He has already worn it, how can he not do it!

The readers of his comic book are not only the common people, at least there is Zhang Guozhang's family, so I am afraid that the young emperor Zhengde will not see it in the future? If the emperor and the ministers had overseas in their eyes, had a global concept, and could import technology from Europe, the history after the Ming Dynasty could really change.

From then on, the Jin Yiwei comic strip has been entrained... No, it's the whole story.

It was originally an invisible love with a real case, but now it is a Shuangwen of the YY strong country. Xie Zhenfu led Jin Yiwei to the sea to Pingyao, and Cui Hanlin as an interpreter, how could he not follow? Xie and Cui in the comics face each other day and night on a sea boat. They study and study the copper, silver, and wares that are abundant in Japan. During the war, one will fight in the front and the other will criticize the Japanese pirates behind. The wolf’s ambition must be in the corner of the picture. Grab a position to show your face.

Comic strips were selling more and more popular day by day, and the Cui family moved back to An Shouxiao. Gradually, there were rumors circulating among the people that Cui Hanlin was actually on the sea boat to Pingwa.

The common people don't need proofs for rumors, and they don't care whether they are true or false. It is enough to listen to sensationalism. Thousands of households gave him a few waves of rumors when they patrolled the streets, but they didn’t work. When they returned to Zhenfusi, they told him like a joke: “It’s all said that Cui Hanlin has gone to the country of Japan. It doesn’t work what we say. If the court really wants to quell the Japanese, and thousands of families must go with the army, how can you just call Cui Hanlin to go alone'? Guess what those old men said?"

"Speaking of Cui Hanlin's Japanese language, first sneak to the Japanese undercover to investigate their strength."

"Speaking of Cui Hanlin as a civil servant, when we fight against that small country, we have to be courteous before the soldiers, and send him as an envoy to persuade him to surrender.

"Say that Cui Hanlin is an old **** who hides mana deeply, and one person can kill the Japanese slaves."

"Speaking of Cui Hanlin..."

...

Everyone rushed to tell the rumors they had heard, and after they had finished speaking, they discovered that there were so many versions of the rumors, and only one or two of them were encountered.

Spread the rumors with a mouth, dispel the rumors and stop. These rumors have noses and eyes. The thousands of households felt a little sincere when they heard them. They looked at each other a few times and asked: "Their family is indeed returning to their hometown to keep their filial piety. Isn't the emperor stunned?"

Mr. Cui had indeed passed away. They all came to the door to enjoy the incense. When the Cui family moved back to An, Master Xie also asked for a morning leave. Several thousand households were eager to do good things, and took the rumors to ask Xie Ying: "Is Cui Hanlin really going home to keep his filial piety?"

Listening to the endless rumors, Xie Ying couldn't help but chuckle a few times: "Who came from this? The stories in the comics are not all made up, don't you know the truth or not? "

We are all fake, but Cui Yuegu can really guide the law of longevity! If you don't believe it, ask Zhang Guozhang and ask if you are today's son, isn't it because you believe in Yue Gu's theory of health preservation, and you keep your body so strong and solid?

Xie Ying asked them to question without temper. He glanced at this group of people and the crowd of thousands of tormentors who were watching the excitement next to them, and sighed helplessly: "It's fine, I don't know which one is true. Which one is fake. Anyway, I’m alone, and I don’t have a family to be reunited. I will take a look at the countryside for you on the Shangyuan Holiday to see if Cui Hanlin is going to sea!"

He said so seriously, everyone was embarrassed: "How can I tell the adults to run so far just for a joke. We just heard the rumors and asked them, and thanked the adults to say "no" and feel at ease."

Xie Ying smiled and said: "Today is kind and frugal, there is no big banquet in the palace during the Lantern Festival, and we don't need to go in to be on duty. I just don't know where to spend these days. You don't come to tease me today, I also want to go to the mountains and seas. Wei looks at the sea, why are you going out on holidays these days."

He lived this day, so that people listened to it as cool.

Lu Xi sighed: "At the beginning I wanted to persuade adults to get married. Now, if I look at it, I'm still not tired of my family! I watched the new "Jinyiwei" in the past two months, and I wish I could see Zhenhai. Ask me to take them to the Lantern Festival, and point me to buy this and buy that. My salary is not enough to support my family, so how dare I want to go out to Beijing during the festival!"

In these days, Xie Zhenfu is so enviable both inside and outside the play!

Everyone only knows that they admire him for a comfortable life, but they don't know that he also envy these people having a family by their side. Cui Xie said that he would not return for two years when he was out of Beijing, and he had to settle his filial piety in front of his grave. He could not go out, so he could only take a look at the holiday. Fortunately, I am a thrifty emperor today, and there are fewer people in the palace than in the past, otherwise I can't even look at it.

On the morning of the tenth day of the first lunar month, he packed up the gift to the Cui family and set off for Qian'an in person. He didn’t want to take his family out more during the festival, so he only called Xie Shan, who knew the Cui family’s ancestor’s house, to go with him. The master and servants each brought a horse for riding, a few kinds of vegetables produced in Beijing. Dim sum and wine, changing horses and rushing to Jiaxiangtun.

The Cui family was in filial piety, and no one came to this funeral home. When their master and servant knocked on the gate of the house, the servants in the family were a little surprised.

Xie Ying led the horse into the door, and said politely: "Xie Ying, the ambassador of Jinyiwei Town, is here to visit Mr. Cui Xie Cui, the former Hanlin servant."

The villagers who were sweeping the snow in the front yard reacted and hurriedly went back to knock on the door to report, and called out Cui Xie's soul from the small movie.

Cui Xie watched the film and saw that his face was blushing, but he was reluctant to call Xie Ying to wait for a long time. He put a sticker on his face on the cold window frame, and he came out to welcome people regardless of whether the temperature dropped.

When Xie Ying saw him, there was still a bit of lingering affection in his eyes, and his expression was very moving. Cui He accompanied him out, but his face was pale, and he looked like a weak scholar, not a diligent martial artist like his elder brother.

Xie Ying praised her filial piety with her brother, and then said in a slightly blaming tone: "The third disciple Cui is so weak, why did you tell him to come out and treat guests? Tell him to go back and rest. I'm a martial artist, I won't talk. So many rules!"

Cui Xie also agreed and said, "Go back to your room with brother. These are cold days, the kang in your room is burning hot, and you suddenly went to sit in this empty living room and watched the dark wind. Go back and rest. Whether you are reading or studying, taking care of your body, Brother Xie and I will also go to the back room to talk."

He and brother sniffed a bit of a stuffy nose, obediently bid farewell to the distinguished guest, and went back to the house to rest.

Cui Xie also led Xie Ying to the house, ordered people to clean the rooms for their masters and servants, and arranged for people to bring tea and snacks in.

The tea is fried green tea with jasmine flowers, and the snacks are made with sesame oil, without any lard. Xie Ying took a sip of tea, twisted the shortbread and tasted it, and exclaimed: "It's still your home tea that tastes Qingyuan. I am used to drinking this kind of jasmine, so I can't get used to drinking tea with pine nuts, orange cakes and spices. Up."

It's just that this dessert doesn't knead the noodles with lard. If they are still in Beijing...

He lost his mind for a while, and Cui Xie somehow cleaned up the family in the house, and sat next to him and said, "Brother Xie has a good reputation. It's just some tea. When I turn back to the new jasmine in the garden in Nanjing, I call them more. Scent a few cans of good tea for you."

Xie Ying just looked at him and whispered: "Tea is still the best in Beijing. I only hope that these two years will pass quickly, and tomorrow will be Hongzhi nine years."

Cui Xie also frowned slightly, and sighed, "I'm afraid I won't be able to get up again in Hongzhi nine years. I don't think my grandmother's body is very good. When my grandfather passed away, her grandmother mourned excessively and her head winds became more frequent. Go and hit harder..."

Even Xie Ying has no choice but to persuade Cui Xie to take good care of his body, even if he can't return to Beijing for a while, don't worry, he will come and see him.

Cui Xie leaned on his shoulder, looked at the white paper on the window lattice and said, "I just made such preparations first. In fact, the old lady knew from the time Cui Que was living in Beijing that he could not last long, and probably not. Too much grief, the damage is fundamental."

But after all, she has also experienced the pain of losing her husband and child. Now that she is asked to face the grave every day, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

He simply asked Cui Heng and his wife to serve their grandmother to live in Qian'an for treatment. He and his brother, two bachelors, stayed outside the city.

Xie Ying recalled the shallow and narrow courtyard of their hometown. If all three of the brothers lived in, they would almost have to meet their heads and feet when entering and leaving, how could they still talk as well as they do now? He couldn't help shook his head: "You'd better live here. When I go out of Beijing, I have to hide from others. Fortunately, people in Beijing are fascinated by Jin Yiwei now, thinking that you have gone out to the sea. I am still a citizen. It’s a good excuse to come to see you. It would be a pity if I could only say a few words during the day."

He has spent more than two days from Beijing to Qian'an, and the return journey will also take two or three days. There are only five nights left to live in peace, and he is not willing to waste a day.

Also, "You said that you want to give me real good things, and I will come here to pick them up personally. If the things are not good, I will take you as an account."

Choi Xie glanced out the window. Due to the cold weather, the windows were tightly sealed, only the windows were white, and the inside was black from the outside. Only the sashes at the beveled corners supported the wind, and the front of the windows was blocked by the screen. . He had the intention to pay off the debt directly to Xie Ying, but in broad daylight, and fearing that his family would come in, he had to put away the thought angrily, and turned out a small wooden box by the bed.

There was a brass lock tightly on the box, and I didn't know what was in it, but it was shaken gently, and there was no sound.

Cui Xie took out the key from his purse, opened the lock, took out a stack of small pictures from it, and held it in front of him: "I told you before that I am in the 21st century? I always wanted to show you. What is my hometown like, and I have been busy with things like this and that, I don’t have time to remember the past. This time I finally have time to draw some pictures for you."

The edge of the picture is left blank, and the middle is full of paintings. It is a strangely arranged room:

The windows of the room are big and bright, without paper, and there are water-like curtains hanging on both sides; on the back wall are many small pale green pictures, and there are a few framed small pictures hanging; under the picture is a portrait It's Qian'an-like narrow couch, light green furniture wrapped tightly with cloth on the surface; there is also a circle of weird lanterns hanging on the roof, and the lanterns seem to be on.

And in the middle of the narrow couch, sitting on a pair of men wearing stand-collar shorts with extremely short hair, clasped their hands. He distinguished carefully, only to recognize the two people with short hair and short clothes and clothes close to the body as them.

Xie Ying watched intently for a while, but then asked: "No wonder you can make that cute style of narrow clothes. You were all wearing narrower clothes at that time. But how to hinge your hair, don't pay attention to'body, hair, skin, Have you accepted the parents?"

Cui Xie chuckled lightly and took out more hand-painted photos of them in university classrooms, libraries, campuses, restaurants, pedestrian streets... and various tourist attractions in Beijing, and gave him a smile: "Look at the hair. What to do, look at the background-I want to show you China more than five hundred years later... If we were all born at that time, you were a criminal policeman and I was a librarian, we would go all over these places. Take a photo like this with a camera and live your life in an open manner."