Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Cui Xie grabbed the arm that was squeezing him and pulled it out. The kidnapper turned the handle of the knife upside down and struck him **** his collarbone, telling him to stop struggling. Pengyan saw him being beaten on the ground and cried out "Big Brother", wishing to pounce on him to save him, Cui Yuan also rushed over from the front of the car and knelt on the ground to save him.

Those Jin Yiwei dressed as idlers had already drawn out their sabers and pointed them at the robbers slowly, and slowly forced them up, but in the end, he was afraid that the son of the husband of the household was kidnapped and did not directly do it.

The man in Tsing Yi who jumped upstairs was standing ten steps away from them, holding an embroidered spring knife, and said to the robber with a faint expression: "Master Xu, all the four heavenly kings of the White Lotus Sect have been arrested, and Jin Yi Wei Ti is now riding. Copy the dock where you are hiding, where do you want to go?"

White lotus! Isn't it the famous cult that specialized in the uprising, which dynasty opposed which dynasty?

Cui Xie couldn't help turning his face and glanced at Master Xu. Patriarch Xu was full of grievances, his right hand tightened his neck tightly, and whispered in his ear: "I just want to escape here, don't want to hurt people, are you the son of a high official? If you want to survive, call those Jin Yiwei Make a way out, you get in the car with me and give me a ride!"

Jin Yiwei, who had stopped the car before, immediately stepped forward and reminded: "Master Thousand Households, this is the son of Cui Que, who is the head of the Yunnan Division of the Ministry of Households. He is about to go out of Beijing to Qian'an. If he ran into our Jinyi Guardian, his subordinate stopped them. ."

Xie Qianhu nodded, stood there, holding the knife upside down, and said: "Don't say that he is only the son of a high-ranking official, even Cui Langzhong himself has fallen into your hands, and he has to be loyal to the country. You killed him, but Add one more crime, and you can’t escape death. You Bailian Sect does not claim to save the world and the people, do you want to kill evil when you die?"

He looked slightly cold, but he had a pair of naturally upturned lips, and he spoke softly and slowly, as if he were chatting with this Master Xu.

It's a pity that Master Xu doesn't have such a leisurely desire. He tightened Cui Xie's arm muscles and sternly shouted: "Save the world and help the people? Killing you dog officials and eagle dogs is to save the world and the people! We are all worshipers of Buddha and Bodhisattva. A benevolent layman, but the court is demanding the lives of our people for no reason. Should we lower our heads and let people kill? If you dare to come up, I will chop off this little dog's arm first!"

Xie Qianhu sighed: "It's a pity. Xiaoguan Cui can rest assured that after your martyrdom, the official will show you credit for you. The emperor is kind and wise, and will give favor to your father Cui Lang."

Cui Xie coughed twice, and said with a wry smile: "Then thank you for your kindness. But can you give me a change of grace and ask the emperor to commend my biological mother?"

Xie Qianhu's gaze finally moved to his face, the corners of his lips bend deeper, and he nodded and said: "It's rare that the son understands the righteousness, Xie must beg for you." Said the knife with his right hand and waved his hand. , Rushing forward with Jin Yiwei.

Master Xu gritted his teeth and said: "Well, you are not afraid of death, I will kill you first and pay for my brother!"

In order to facilitate the dragging of Cui Xie, he used his arm to clamp his neck, with the tip of the knife facing out. Since he was murderous, he turned his hand and wanted to change his hand to hack someone. While he was turning the knife, Cui Xie suddenly raised his head to look on the roof, and screamed: "Mother Bai Lian!"

Master Xu subconsciously looked at it, and his hand paused in the air. Cui Xie took the opportunity to grab his arm and pushed it out. He slammed his head backwards, and didn't know where he hit it. Anyway, he was so dumb with the pain that he was involved in the wound on his leg and his feet were soft. , The whole person was piled on the ground, even the arm of Master Xu fell.

Xu Zushi followed him forward, and the knife in his hand was almost unsteady. The oblique blade slashed across Cui Xie's shoulder, opening a shallow mouth of blood. But at this time, his buttocks hit the bluestone pavement fiercely, and the wound was so painful that he couldn't feel the slight shoulder injury. After landing, he rolled to the side and changed to a lying position to be stunned.

This series of reactions has exhausted his strength and patience, even if Master Xu raises the knife and slashes him, he can't move.

Xu Zushi was sore and dazzled by the knock, tears ran down, and the knife almost let go. After blinking away tears, I realized that the guards and guards had been surrounded layer by layer, and Xie Qianhu's embroidered knives had been handed to him.

Knowing that he had no hope of escape, he hated Cui Xie and hated him in his bones, and regardless of the long knife that stabbed in his chest, he drew the knife and slashed it directly at Cui Xie.

But before the blade fell, there was a slender Xiuchun sword blocked in the air, and it fought with his Japanese sword, with a crisp sound of hitting Jin Zhenyu, and shook the Japanese sword open. The Xiuchun knife was handed forward, wiped down the hilt of the Japanese knife, split into the flesh and blood, and then wrung it to abolish his right arm.

Small flags on the left and right came up to tie Master Xu, Xie Qianhu put the knife into its sheath, leaned over and pulled Cui Xie, the corner of his mouth was still hooked with a smile, and Wen said: "It seems that I don't need to ask for a watch for the son. Today, you helped Jin Yiwei capture the work of Bai Lianjiao Patriarch Xu Yingzhen, I will report it truthfully, and you won’t be frightened in vain."

The cut on Cui Xie's leg broke just now. The pants were all wet at the moment, and the clothes were loose and not soaked, but the wound was unconscious and he couldn't get up.

Xie Qianhu pulled him and didn't pull it. At first it was a little strange, and then he thought that he was a scholar, and he was paralyzed by such a thing, so he squatted down and stood up with him, and said with a smile: "You were not very courageous just now. Well, even the Patriarch of the White Lotus Sect dared to lie. I am scared now? I only heard that the White Lotus Sect believes in Maitreya Buddha. What is the Madonna of the White Lotus? Where did you hear it?"

Don’t all the White Lotus in the movie have a Virgin? Otherwise, he remembered it wrong, but he was actually a saint?

Cui Xie was not sure. He glanced at Master Xu, who was tied into zongzi on the ground, and saw that his face was somewhat confused, so he lowered his eyelids and said with a guilty conscience: "I don't know if they have any, but I just think everything is yin and yang. If there is a patriarch, there must be a Virgin to match, just casually said."

Jin Yiwei laughed, and only rushed up with the inkstone and cried when holding him: "Big brother, big brother, your wounds are blooming! I beg the adults to let my son come in and rest, and let us find a doctor for him. Right!"

Xie Qianhu looked down the hand holding the inkstone, only to find that a piece of blood was bleeding from his hem, and his legs were not frightened, but because of severe injuries. The corners of his upturned mouth were slightly pursed, and he glanced at the inkstone, frowned and asked, "Your son is the son of a husband in the household, how was he injured like this? Who would dare to impose a stick sentence on the son of an official in Beijing? Your master is also confused. He didn't know that he had filed a lawsuit against the Criminal Ministry and Dali Temple, but instead let his son leave Beijing with his injuries."

Only then did Pengyan think of fear, and said with a trembling, "No...this is my son's order to beat the son like this. It was only because the son had toppled the second son in the garden before, and my father thought he had no brotherhood. Just ask someone to beat him and drive out of the capital..."

The corners of Xie Qianhu’s mouth gradually pursed, and he ordered his subordinates: "Call someone to lift the spring stool, send Young Master Cui into the inn, and then call a smart person to take my name as a stab, and go to the capital to ask the doctor Liu of Yonghetang to see him. "And said to him: "We can't take care of your family's affairs, but Jin Yiwei is always a little bit thin. You write a letter to Cui Langzhong, I will ask someone to take it for you, lest the grandfather turn around and blame you for not respecting your father's life. , Stop in Tongzhou halfway."

Immediately someone handed a pen and paper, turned around consciously holding the inkstone, and asked someone to spread the paper on his back so that Cui Xie could write.

Cui Xie took the pen, held the white paper with one hand, and gestured in the air for a long time, but he did not dare to write—he hadn’t seen the original handwriting, and his calligraphy had not been formally learned since his parents passed away. It is the level of writing announcements and praise letters to the school for later generations. What if the pen is just showing up?

He was sweating on his forehead in anxiety, and his wrists trembled.

Xie Qianhu was still standing next to him, feeling that he was trembling slightly from his legs to his arms, thinking that he was injured and too weak, so he took the pen and said: "Writing is also labor-intensive. I will write a post later. Send it to the mansion. You can rest here at ease, and don't worry about the anger of the king-the world has not helped with the truth of being accused of crimes."

Cui Yuan and his son stared at Xie Qianhu with wide-eyed eyes, hoping that he could persuade the master to take the young master home again. Only Cui Xie didn’t want to go back, and it’s not easy to say so, so he gave out the reason why he had persuaded him before holding Yanyan: “Thank you for your kindness, but Qian’an is also where my family’s ancestral home is, and it’s cleaner than at home. Are more convenient."

Xie Qianhu glanced at him and saw that he had a clear look and no resentment. It seemed that he really felt that the country was good, and he was quite surprised. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Since this is the case, I will arrange for you. "

At this time, the inn Xiaoer came over with the spring stool, Xie Qianhu helped Cui Xie up, stepped back and looked at him and said, "I have the emperor's life, and I want to take these monsters back to pay the decree, so I won't stay much. Young Master Cui is good for recuperation, reads poems and books frequently, and see you in Beijing."

Cui Xie lay down on the stool, inconvenient to even fold his hands, so he nodded to him and said: "Thank you Qianhu for taking care of me. It is not convenient to get up. I wish you all the best, and you will have a bright future here."

Jin Yiwei took the chiefs of the Bailian Church and left, and only then came back to life inside and outside the inn. The owner personally arranged the best room for Cui Xie, and refused to accept him even the room money. He also asked a local doctor to prescribe medicine for him, and set aside a small stove for him to cook medicated food.

Cui Xie was overwhelmed and told Pengyan to pay, but the shop owner insisted on not accepting it. He personally went to his bed and said: "I was oversight in my shop and let the leader of the White Lotus Sect live in. This is a fatal charge. If it is not a petty officer. People helped to catch the demon, and were injured by the incident, and wanted to live in my shop. How could that thousand householders let me wait so easily? If you ask Master Xu to get off today, don’t say I can’t open this shop. Everyone in the shop has to go to Fusi Da prison in Beizhen to get rid of their skins. The little officials are our benefactors. Just stay here and don’t talk about paying."

This store is open in the important place between the capital and the North Canal, and the business is so prosperous, there must be people in the government behind it. As long as there is no real collusion with Bailian Sect, Jin Yiwei should not arrest people casually.

But when people were willing to take care of him, Cui Xie accepted this kindness and stayed in peace of mind.

Cui Yuan and his son moved his luggage to the guest room, replaced the bedding and pillows with his own, and borrowed a screen from the store to keep him out of the bed. When the window was opened in the morning and evening, Pengyan ordered an apricot flower fragrant pill in the window, blowing the lingering sweet fragrance through the room with the breeze.

Cui Xie's whole body was wounded, and the nose was always filled with medicine and blood. He suddenly breathed in such a fresh and sweet air, and suddenly felt refreshed, and the wound seemed to feel less painful.