Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

"Compendium of Zizhi Tongjian", "University Yanyi", "Qian'an County Chronicles", "Primary School", "Confucius' Jiayu"... and this stack of "Four Books"

Xie Ying flipped through the two stacks of books Xie Shanyuan had brought from Qian'an County, raised her long eyebrows, and looked at the long-hand standing in front of the hall, and asked amusedly: "You want money, cars, and land at home. After preparing for so long, I brought more family members than I took when I went out, so I bought so many books? These books are not as big as the cash box you moved when they are stacked?"

The steward standing by the table almost couldn't help but smile, and the nursing homes who followed to Qian'an also showed disdain, thinking that Xie Shan was too fussy.

Xie Shan blushed and white, and said aggrieved: "Isn't the younger one to do this errand well! It's the young master Geng Jie, the young master of the Cui family, who is not a popular business, so the younger one thinks that his family has a shop? It is expected that business will not be much better. Who knows that I haven't found his bookstore, and I have met several waves from the road to Qian'an to buy Cui Meiren's papers, and when I arrived at his shop, it was even more..."

He remembered that when he was queuing in the store, he saw the picture of Wanning Qiusi on the wall, his cheeks flushed a little bit, he swallowed and said, "The pictures of those beautiful women are more beautiful than pictures, no It’s more beautiful than that real beauty---sir, you’ve never seen it with your own eyes, and the little Yusheng who sings in the Yunyang class is not as stunning as that!"

Although the picture was painted, it has a charming style that a real person can hardly match. Even the guardians who accompanied him missed the throbbing at that time and couldn't care about laughing at him.

Xie Ying tapped her fingertips on the table, and the crisp and regular tapping sound pulled their souls back from the beauty picture.

Everyone quickly held their breath and bowed their heads, suppressing the restlessness in their hearts. Xie Shan also clamped his tail and said honestly: "It's not that the little ones are not doing things well, it's that Young Master Cui did a great job in business. There are so many people in the store that he can't turn around, and he can't find anything hard to sell. book of."

He glanced at the two stacks of books on the ground: "Except for the "Four Books", which is placed outside, no one cares about it at first glance. It is easy to buy. The rest is still small and forces him to climb the ladder. The bookshelf, I found it after groping up and down several times."

Xie Ying expected that he didn't dare to lie to herself, and when he heard the business in his shop was so prosperous, she showed a bit of surprise: "Isn't he studying hard these days? He still has the energy to run the bookstore like this... it's me. Underestimate him."

Xie Shan slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Don’t you have the skills, Young Master Cui! It’s written on the sign outside the store. The sentence in the fifteen-year-old child prodigy collection sage book is in the right book. This child prodigy can even publish books. Not to mention a bookstore."

The old butler of the Xie family couldn't believe it, and muttered: "Dare it be that his family has hired a good shopkeeper. How can a 15-year-old kid know how to operate? It's not that the old people look down on him. We will follow him at 15 o'clock. Zhao Tongzhi is working on a job, and that little son is not born under the trust of a **** in the sky, so how can he set up an account and manage the business himself.

Xie Ying shook his head and argued for him: "Don't underestimate him. At his age, if I fall into the hands of the culprits, I have no way to advance or retreat, and I don't have his calmness. Back then, Li Dongyang, the prodigy of the temple exam school, was right." Crabs are covered in armor. Dongyang said that it was a "spider full of economics", and Daimiao called it a prime minister. I think this young master Cui also has this ability. This is the talent of the world, and it is not considered to be a shop. what."

He bent down, picked up a copy of "Four Books," and flipped through a few pages. He saw that there were more verses linked to him than the one given to him a year ago, and his eyes were more appreciative, and he sighed, "It's a pity. A good prodigy was dragged to this age. Cui Langzhong is really a fool."

The steward persuaded: "This is a family affair after all. The father does not care about his son's future, but how can the adults help him. Even the little son must speak filial piety himself, and he must not violate his father's words!"

Xie Ying smiled and said, "How come this is only a family affair. The world's talents are all the subjects of the emperor, and the prodigy is also the auspiciousness of the heaven and our dynasty. How can we let him bury it."

This kind of book should be recommended to those Hanlin scholars who have the reputation of Qingliu, but it is a pity that Jinyiwei and Qingliu are naturally mismatched. If he rashly recommends it to others, it will hurt Cui Xie's reputation.

After all, it's still to blame Cui Langzhong for dragging him to this age.

Would it be difficult for him to directly recommend to the emperor when he is ten years old and send him to the Imperial College or Shuntianfu to study? But fifteen years old is a bit older after all. Among the Jiangnan talents, those who were admitted to scholars at this age are not new. A white boy who has not passed the child test, even if the emperor knows it, he may not be willing to call him into the palace. Correct.

He thought about it a little bit more deeply, his eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his upwardly-curved lips were also flattened, and there was a sharp light from the half-closed eyes. Guanshi Xie almost thought that he was going to kill and take his son, so he urged anxiously: "The matter of Mr. Cui is his own plan. The adults are not related to him, and it's not that he didn't help him. How can I care about this? ?"

Yeah, it's not a relative or a reason, it's just two sides, why bother so.

Xie Ying looked at the two stacks of books on the ground, and Cui Xie's immature appearance and inconsistent temperament flashed in front of her, and she sighed, "He has no mother, and I can't trust him. What does he plan to do? When my father died in Wanquandusi, when our house was in a difficult time, it was not until Master Zhao helped me to have this day. When I have to help others, please help."

He took a copy of the "Four Books" and left, and asked someone to receive the rest from the study room for him, and ordered the steward: "After leaving the meeting for me two days, I said I got a child prodigy book. A year-old boy can read the four books, which arouses the enthusiasm for reading."

The news that Xie Ying was going to study behind closed doors soon circulated in the 14th Office of the Two Divisions of Jin Yiwei. Her colleagues and subordinates did not say anything strangely. When several colleagues and colleagues heard about it, they could not help but gossip in private. Not long afterwards, even Suntai of Huaining Hou, who was in charge of Jinyi Weishi, passed his son over and asked: "He sees the thousands of households in the post office, what kind of book is he studying behind closed doors? Is it possible that he still needs to be admitted to Jinshi?"

Sun Yingjue said: "Where do I know, I only heard that he read the four books written by a child prodigy, and I wanted to study hard. This year, the child prodigy will publish one in a few months. Who knows where the child prodigy books come from? What's so good about the Four Books and Five Classics? Cui Meiren's people are all seen outside..."

Sun Tai said whether he believed it or not, "Isn't it the collection of the four beauties? The post army governor Chen Ying's house still has his big picture. I've seen it, and it's... it's pretty good. He really looks at that. Seeing it fascinated? Well, no matter how good it is, it’s still a paper man. It’s better to say that everyone is pretty and married."

"Is it the four big pictures given with the book? The son also collected several sets of sets. If the father likes, the son will give him a set to play with." Sun Yingjue smiled: "Xie Ying doesn't care about that, who knows him What books are you reading. Does my father dare to be a matchmaker for him? Whose daughter is it, and what looks like, is it worthy of him?"

Sun Tai snorted from his nose: "You also know whether you look good or not. How much trouble they have done for the emperor, and they also know how to read the "Four Books" and ask for progress. What have you done! Have you ever been out of Beijing? Look at you like this, what kind of climate can it become in the future!"

What can be achieved in the future...Of course, he inherited the Huaining Marquis Mansion.

Sun Yingjue curled his lips in secret, stood upright with his head down and his hands, and said, "Father, don't worry, I will find a time to ask him. If you always show him a daughter, tell me in advance. I told him the bottom line so that he would be happy."

He himself was curious about what kind of book Xie Ying, who didn't even care about "Lian Fang Lu", could be fascinated, so he went to Xie Mansion to ask him.

Xie Ying was not at home when he didn't want him to go. Guanshi Xie let him go to the Flower Hall, brought up the tea in person, and told him: "We have been fascinated by the children's books of our thousands of families. We have been filled with that book for these two days, and we went back to the martial arts school to visit the instruction."

Sun Yingjue raised his eyes and asked, "Where is he really going to be admitted to the scholarship? These are old men and get married. Isn't it a good idea to have a few big fat boys to attack his military position? He is so motivated, it's worse than me. My father heard that he was studying that day, but he almost hit me with a whip! What kind of child prodigy this is, it's a mortal sin!"

The old steward also felt wronged, but when he thought of the solemn Guanyin statue on the wall, he didn't dare to think about evil. He thought of the Buddha in his heart, and said helplessly: "It's not the Jingbiao from the house of Sicui Langzhong in Yunnan." The eldest son of a righteous man, our thousands of families are also deeply connected with him, and we must take care of all matters and small affections."

Where did Sun Yingjue care about a little righteous man. After thinking about it for a while, he said nonchalantly: "Thank you sir, you are really going to be a literati. Forget it, don't prepare tea, I'll go see him."

He turned over and went to Chengdong Wuxue. The sergeant at the gate recognized him, and hurriedly asked, "The son of the world is also here today? Do you know that Zhang Shangshu came to the martial arts school, and want to hear what he can say?"

Sun Yingjue laughed and scolded: "I am at any age, and I am not a commander, so I still come back to listen to this instruction? You see Xie Qianhu never, I came to look for him."

The two sergeants smiled and said: "Will the son of the second generation, Xie Qianhu came in the morning, and the son of the world might as well go in and look for him if he has not left yet."

Sun Yingjue got off his horse, threw the reins to them, and pointed to the individual to lead the way at will. After finishing his clothes, he strode into the martial arts gate. At this time, the school had already dispersed and talked. The junior officials and the children of military commanders who were going to school gathered in twos and threes to talk and practice martial arts. Those who knew him came up to salute.

He returned the courtesy casually, and suddenly saw a familiar instruction coming over, he went up to the courtesy, and asked: "Has your husband met Xie Ying today? Do you know where he has gone?"

The instructor also replied politely: "Xie Qianhu left with Zhang Shangshu after leaving the hall. If the son of the world finds them, he will go to the back of the lecture hall to see. He is now so knowledgeable that he can follow Zhang Shangshu. It's really precious to be able to talk about the four books."

Sun Yingjue heard a toothache, and quickly broke up with him. He found the back of the lecture hall and saw Xie Ying and Zhang Shangshu talking at the door. Zhang Shangshu still held a thin book in his hand, with the punched "Four Books" printed on the cover, and there were some words underneath that were pressed by his fingers and he couldn't see clearly.

Zhang Shangshu warmly said: "When I was a servant of Zuo, I was promoted here to talk. It can be regarded as watching you grow up, knowing that you have a heart to learn. Today's martial arts children and young officials are not comparable to you back then... …"

Xie Ying looked down and smiled and said, "The officials were also muddled back then. When I only read the "Seven Books of the Martial Arts" and "The Great War Minister", I did not know the benefits of the books of sages. , I also gave birth to a heart of introspection, so how can I rekindle my aspiration to learn. Today I send these books to the martial arts school, and I also hope that more children will be able to study at work and not just be a scumbag."