Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Jin Yiwei is about to change someone?

Why does Jin Yiwei change?

After changing people to write manuscripts, is this Jin Yiwei still their favorite Jin Yiwei? Will it be like the young Jin Yiwei who writes other stories under the name of Jin Yiwei?

But the person drawn on the picture should still be Xie Zhenfu...

The visitors to the park didn't even take a look at the fragrant food stalls on both sides of the road, and squeezed into the garden to ask the treasurer of Ju'anzhai for some understanding.

The tourists came fiercely and almost broke the garden gate. The shopkeeper called a few old merchants to block it, and spent a long time explaining it, and finally persuaded everyone, and hurriedly sent a man to the courtyard to preach with a tin trumpet.

The manuscript of "The Great Wall of the Jinyiwei Guardian" was written by Mr. Shuixi and revised by the original authors. It is the original author who continued the original two parts. It’s just that the first generation of authors are getting older and have a lot of family and foreign affairs. They can’t provide as stable feeds as they did when they were young. In order to ensure the continuous period of comics, Juanzhai must recruit new people to modify the manuscript based on the original version. Everyone loves to watch——

How else would they do this selection conference today? It is for the readers to personally judge and pick out the most favorite text, and in the future, the style of that talent will prevail.

Their shop is indeed honest and not deceitful, otherwise they changed their pen name and wrote in the style of the original author. How many people can see the difference?

The shopkeeper Ji took advantage of the trend and blew a wave of his own. The change of the author, which almost aroused the readers' troubles, became a new generation activity specially organized by the store for the guests. He also hinted by the way: Although the pen name of the new author is unknown, everyone is a number of talented people today. It's just that the story of "Jinyiwei" reflects current events and has to use a pseudonym.

The readers calmed down a bit, and went back to ponder the poems on the large posters at the door, wondering if there were authors who wrote "Jin Yiwei" and "Daily Agricultural Economics" under these pen names.

Tang Yin's writing style is elegant, Li Mengyang's style is steady, Zhu Zhishan is full of fun, Wang Jiusi's elegant workmanship, Bian Gong's calm and simple, Fei Hong is good at writing food, lively and fragrant.

If you really choose people from these familiar authors, it's not bad, but I don't know if what Ju An Zhai said is true or false, will he only put one or two familiar authors, and the rest are newcomers who have mixed in?

Everyone was looking forward to it and vigilant. They habitually went to the stall to buy some food, and then they went to the sheds to line up with their money bags.

Unexpectedly, this time the commentary will not require people to buy votes, but all those who are here will be issued a vote. There are six color sheds with one ticket per shed. The six types of sea-going ships, including the treasure ship, blessing ship, sand ship, canton ship, winter ship, and sentry ship, are printed on the front of the Jinyiwei East Expedition for the Japanese Kingdom. The name of the author is printed on the reverse.

Looking at the strange escape from Zen, Mu Tangsheng, Sai Shangke, Bishan Jushi, Qianhai Gongzi, and Mr. Bai Jing, and looking at the style of giving money to tickets without money, the visitors feel even more nervous. .

However, after entering the color shed, all hesitations and worries were thrown behind.

The huge color picture hits people's hearts directly, and the pictures flow from frame to frame, accompanied by the Hu Le carefully arranged by the teacher of the workshop, which is so beautiful. Next to the picture frame, there is also the most famous artist in Qingcha shop, holding the tone of voice, equipping the screen with commentary, sometimes mimicking the image and emotion of the character, and having a vivid dialogue...

This is more enjoyable and enjoyable than watching comics by yourself! If comic strips can be made like this, they would be willing to pay for it every day!

No matter which shed the tourists enter, those who sit down don’t want to stand up, and those who stand don’t want to go outside. Those who can see a trace of color pictures outside and hear a few voiceovers just want to squeeze in. Almost squeezed a paper shed.

Fortunately, local movies are not played casually like real movies, and there must be a process of going back after the movie is finished. The storytellers who wrote the book quickly reminded the customers that there were "pictures and shadows" written by others in those places, and the pictures and words were different. If you just squeeze in this shed to watch, you miss the time, and you can't see all six sets of paintings, wouldn't you suffer?

The guest was willing to lift up his **** and walk out with his baby's ballot in his sleeve. Those who stood and watched a scene were still reluctant to leave, taking advantage of the people sitting in front to leave, they had to sit down and watch a scene before leaving.

No one wants to fight with the shopkeeper and blame them for substitution. The new guests were dissatisfied, and they also asked the people in the yard to be drawn into the line, and they were attracted by the novelty paintings praised by the crowd.

The whole yard was busy queuing in circles, going into the shed to watch the movie. They didn't even have the time to sit down and savor the new sweet potato dim sum.

These news were passed to the six authors who were waiting in the courtyard through the mouths of the helpers in the garden. The six people were all talented people from the first generation, and they were a little bit competitive. They all asked the guys: "Which shed has more people?"

The guy scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "There are dwarfing rows everywhere, and I can't tell which booth is more. The first time the guests saw this big animation, it was even bigger than the animation box originally made by Master Cui Fresh, don’t they all match?"

It turns out that the painting is still attractive, isn't it their text?

The talented scholars felt a little disappointed in their hearts, but when they thought of the amazing feeling when they first saw the pictures, they took it for granted.

No matter how good the text is, it cannot match the impact of such a big colorful picture scroll. What's more, those paintings match their words perfectly. When they wrote, they couldn't imagine such magnificent and exquisite pictures.

I really should meet the Ju Anzhai, or the group of unknown painters.

Others were thinking of the painter, but Li Zhaoxian was thinking of his senior brother, and asked the guy: "Where is Cui Lord? Are all the teachers who review the article here?"

The guy said: "Master Cui and Master Wang are both hosting'teachers'. Master Cui said that there are many seniors and gentlemen here today, and they have to accompany them. When he was leaving, he also ordered the little people to take care of the adults. Command, there are also good peanuts and wines and dishes, just ask the adults to have some wine during the day, and don’t eat more in the evening when commenting on articles."

Li Zhaoxian was the son of Old Ge. He had already eaten the peanuts at home. At this time, he didn't want to eat. He just wanted to go outside and see the judges invited by Cui Xie. He greeted everyone and wanted to leave the table first, and all of them said, "Brother He Zhong persuades us to stay here, otherwise we are afraid that outsiders will recognize that we have written comic strips, which will easily cause trouble."

Li Zhaoxian smiled and said: "You brothers and virtuous brothers are all talents who have left their names in "Daily Agricultural Economics" and "Young Jinyiwei". Naturally, I am afraid that people will recognize them, but I am not. I am writing this manuscript for the first time today. I know, you might as well go around, maybe you can meet the senior talents who commented on the article, and make friends in advance."

The original author of Jin Yiwei wrote anonymously and deliberately concealed the style of the article. At first glance, it appears that the Chaling style and the Taige style are mixed, without personal style, and I don't know who is behind his name. However, several reviewers are all advanced scholars, regardless of their status, qualifications, and expectations. If they can take this opportunity to get acquainted with each other, it will be a wonderful thing.

Not to mention the five Jingkui in the 23rd year of Chenghua and Wang Shouren, the champion in the 9th year of Hongzhi. Even Guo Yong and Tang Ning who ranked slightly lower in the test are also the "six talents in Qian'an" sought after by Jingli people for many years. . If these two predecessors come out and want to ask them to continue to write Jin Yiwei, there are probably more people who like them to write "Young Jin Yiwei" and "Daily Agricultural Economics"!

But... when it comes to poems and essays, he is better.

Li Zhaoxian confidently adjusted his clothes, got up and walked towards the crowd outside the hospital. The few talents who were behind watched him step out of the gate, all envied his free and easy, but they couldn't leave without thinking like he did.

Everyone was silent for a while, and Tang Yin suddenly stood up, arched his hands and said, "Bohu also wants to go out and take a look, you guys don't sit down, I'll be back after a while."

After Tang Bohu left, the rest of the people couldn't sit still, and they all wanted to hear the audience's comments on their new work in advance. Anyway, most of the people here, few recognize them; there are those who recognize them, and they will never call them by their first names, and deliberately attract people to watch them, right?

Taking a step back, they are really recognized as talents who wrote "Daily Agricultural Economics" and "Young Jin Yiwei". These people don't know that they changed their pen names to write Jin Yiwei!

Everyone made up their minds and wanted to go. Even the most obvious characteristic of Zhu Zhishan was changed into a long-sleeved robe and glasses, and stepped into this thrilling garden party resolutely.

They were not actually surprised. What was surprised was actually the first generation of authors who went private to see the new talents.

When it was almost dinner time, Cui Xie led the teachers who had come to see the review meeting into the garden through the side entrance.

He wanted to ask everyone to go directly to the quiet side courtyard to rest, watch new works, eat sweet potatoes, peanut snacks, and wait for the start of the review conference. When there are fewer people in line, he will go to the local movie. But this group of senior talents can't stay idle just like the younger generations, they have to visit the garden first to see the excitement. Cui Xie's disciple was better than the teacher, so he had to lead them into the crowd, lining up cautiously and fearfully.

Yang Tinghe's son was still young, so he didn't bring it out, and he was not afraid that he would sneak into this venue, the most unrestrained one. Xie Qian, Liang Chu, Zhang Pu and others also told their sons to study at home, so they didn't have to worry about their family members. Li Dongyang and Wang Hua both have a son who has mixed into the new "Jin Yiwei". I don't know when the father and son will meet, and their hearts are not very at ease.

But the son wants to fight with others and be the judge of others. Can his father not take a look at him?

The authors all smiled and blasted them away from each other, lest they were recognized by their sons and implicated themselves. Li Dongyang asked people to wave his sleeves and rushed to the side, then pointed at Wang Hua and asked with a smile: "Why don't you rush to Shi'an? His family is one with two champions, the most eye-catching one!"

Wang Hua retorted unceremoniously: "Duke Xi Ya is also a father-son double scholar. You still have this champion disciple in front of you. He is a father-son master and apprentice third scholar, which is much more prominent than me."

Li Dongyang also said Xie Qian: "This is also a champion. You have two champions in the same town before and after. Everyone will ask you when you walk together!"

Liang Chu smiled and said: "Then you have to push out Xie Gong. With the second elder Li Xie by the side, those of us who are usually low-key and no one recognizes petty officials are hard to avoid."

Everyone laughed and made a fuss while not forgetting to look around, guarding against younger generations-especially children and students-to discover that their elders came to the garden party.

Fortunately, most of the people visiting the garden were ordinary people. A few of them changed into dark silk shirts and melon hats, lowered their heads a little, and regained their momentum. They looked like the masters of ordinary wealthy people and were not particularly conspicuous. Occasionally, I saw familiar people a few times, and they plunged into the crowd and walked a few steps. When they looked at the other side, they were not there long ago, running faster than them——

Those young students also participated in this kind of idle book review meeting with their backs behind their backs. When they saw the senior teachers at the meeting, who would dare to come up to greet?

They were even more guilty than them, and hid in the crowd in the blink of an eye.

So the senior patrons and lecturers were not so worried. They all read the article of the new author, so they didn't rush to line up. Instead, they went to the food stall and ate the sweet potato snacks that they didn't know how to make at home.

Nowadays, there are still few sweet potatoes grown in Beijing, and the price is not low. These stalls are also in the stage of adding sweet potatoes to the flour. It doesn’t matter if you eat more. Cui Xie didn't persuade them very much. He only covered his face with a cup of milk tea, and put all his thoughts on the lookout.

A few stalls away, Xie Ying also took a bamboo tube of fried sweet potato **** to cover her face, and brought a few famous masters of the capital, Qianhu and Su-Japan good old masters, and uncles through the hot smoke of eating. Over. The eyes of the two hit the air, each showing a faint bitter smile, raising their hands in salute, and tacitly leading them to separate.

If you let the censor know about it, saying that the court masters and the noblemen of the Five Army Capital Governor's Mansion would have a cordial meeting at the food stall outside the animation cinema... it seems not serious enough.

With a tense spirit, he led the teachers to eat and buy, and after a stroll, he was about to enter the outermost courtyard where the movies of Tang Bohu and Zhu Zhishan were shown, and a familiar figure suddenly flashed in front of him——

Li Zhaoxian!

He told the talented scholars to wait in the courtyard, but he did not persuade him!

Li Dongyang, the father, also recognized his son at a glance, and hurriedly turned around to avoid him, calling everyone to hide. Wang Zhuangyuan also rehearsed countless scenes of bumping into his son back in his heart. He was very considerate of Mr. Li's feelings, and turned around to avoid him and persuaded everyone to scatter into the crowd.

Yang Tinghe suddenly said, "No, He Zhong has already entangled Bo Zheng. Let's go over there, don't let him see."

He was young and had good eyes. Everyone believed his eyesight, and looked back in the direction where Li Zhaoxian appeared-he was picked up by Cui Xie's waist, turned around and turned his back to the elders. Cui Xie faced them, winked vigorously, and told them to sit in the prepared courtyard first, and wait for him to hold down these authors before strolling around.

Li Zhaoxian felt the warm embrace of his senior. It was so enthusiastic that he almost lifted his whole child up without touching the ground. He could not move or retreat. He had missed the opportunity of father and son to recognize each other and confess the identity of the two generations of authors.

Several adults followed the path back to the courtyard, and sat down for a long time with emotion: "The disciple Xi Ya is really reliable. For those weak scholars under my sect, how can I stop them so cleanly."

But I changed other people's disciples, and didn't drag the teacher and the teacher's son to write free books. Teacher Li silently slandered, but didn't say it, fearing that his colleagues would say that his lover was not.

Wang Zhuangyuan sighed fortunately: "Fortunately, my little dog never came with him. He has also learned martial arts, and he has two arms, and it is not easy to restrain him with a heart."

He has always been a serious and upright father in front of his son. Let alone let Wang Shouren know that he writes for comic strips, even knowing that he has come to participate in comic strip conferences, his father's face is a bit unbearable.

He didn't know that Wang Shouren not only knew about his father secretly writing comics, but he was also in the judging building by pressing the other judges and the authors who came to the door to not go out, so that they could avoid a lot of thrills along the way.