Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

After the rankings of the college exams came out, the artisans of the school rushed to publish the red case in the county and ran to the newspaper of the hotel where the candidates were in the exam. There are also those who are guarding the school’s gate and waiting to issue long cases and go to the hometown of the survivors. As soon as the list was posted, they wrote the good news on red paper and rushed to the homes of the survivors and even their relatives in the counties. , Beg for money.

The inn where Cui Xie stayed was all the students and students who had taken the exam. On the day of the list, firecrackers continued, and the Annunciation rushed to report: "Good news! A Confucian boy in a certain county, today the admiral of Zhili is studying politically. Selected as the first talent in the Jiachen Year-end Examination, the Xiangxue Lianjie!"

Zhao Yinglin and a few children couldn't wait for them to report the good news, so they rushed to the gate of the house to see him. After Cui Xie took the test, he was about to draw the drawings for the last eleven volumes of "Three Kingdoms." These readers did not dare to delay his business. They patted their chests and said, "You painted yours, and we will give you your name when we go. Copy it. I want you to try two consecutive victories, this time the ranking will definitely be higher, and it will be easy to watch."

Pengyan also wanted to see his grades sooner, and when the pupils were gone, he brought him a cup of tea and said, "Big brother, I'll take a look for you too?"

Cui Xie smiled and said, "You have finished watching, do you want to return home for me? I have to stay in the mansion and wait for the retest, enter the pan, and send the grandmaster away to go home. Your father and the treasurer They are also anxious waiting at home."

Holding the inkstone: "It's okay, there must be a letter from our house. I still have to stay here to give you silver flowers, make new clothes, birthplace towels, boots and stockings, you and the new birthmate We have to take me with us when we go to drink. Otherwise, other people will have a book boy to attend, and you will be naked and make people laugh."

Cui Xie patted his forehead with a black net scarf: "You are already a young master, why do you treat yourself as a book boy? Your father has all the clothes ready, and then ask the store to put it on and wear it. , You don’t need to work. Besides, drinking is not a good thing. I don’t go with them myself, let alone your children. If you want to see the list, go, buy anything you meet on the road, don’t run Just lose it."

Holding the inkstone ran out with his forehead, and said with a grin: "I have been shopping around Fucheng in the past few days for your exams, and see what can be lost on the list. Brother, you are good at drawing, I will bring you a beating chicken at noon. "

He copied a melon hat, put it on and ran, Cui Xie plugged in the door latch from the inside, and began to draw the famous scene of "The Three Kingdoms" Chapter 57, "Wolong's filial piety".

Seeing the name of this sentence, the faces of Tang Guoqiang and He Qing seemed to appear in front of him: the mourning hall with snow-white tents, Zhuge in white clothes and feather towels stroking the coffin and crying, holding a long sword with tears in his eyes. Xiao Qiao came out with a sword...

It's a pity that there is no Xiao Qiao trying to kill Zhuge in the original work, so I can only paint Zhou Yu at the desk and vomit blood, adding He Qing's version of Xiao Qiao to the picture, rushing up from behind with shock. In the scene of Zhuge's filial piety, Zhuge Liang stood in the middle of the screen holding the sacrificial text, Zhao Yun stood with his sword behind him, Lu Su, Zhang Zhao, Huang Gai and others tearfully persuaded each other.

He drew the perspective line with a bounding ruler, printed the draft with charcoal, and first drew a simple structure of Zhou Yu's hematemesis diagram.

As soon as he sketched the outline of the human body and hit a cross on his face, there was a sudden rush of knocks outside the door. He thought he was holding the inkstone or some classmate who read the list came back, so he rolled the drawing paper and got up to open the door.

Outside the door was a burly man who didn't know him. There was a little sweat on his forehead and neck, his chest was panting together, and the eyelids were slightly drooping. Somehow, he looked a bit fierce. Cui Xie pulled the door ajar and couldn't open it, and asked a little vigilantly, "Your Excellency, what's going on here?"

The man held down the door frame, stared at him carefully, and asked, "Are you Cui Xie Cui of Qian'an?"

……No one really accused him of cheating, right?

Cui Xie grabbed the door frame and said calmly, "I'm Cui Xie, is this elder brother looking for me?"

The man nodded, glanced left and right, pushed the door open, squeezed into the room, and pushed the door back. Cui Xie had the mistake of entering the secret room of the murder scene. He took two steps back to the window, swallowed, and asked, "Why are you looking for me? How come you have to lock the door to speak?"

The man took out a piece of Su Tie'er with Xie Ying's name written in his arms, and said, "The younger one is Xie Ke, the servant of Xie's family, who was ordered by my master Xie Qianhu to pass a sentence."

It turned out that Xie Qianhu had something to do, so if you just said it, everyone is so familiar, why bother to get mysterious. Cui Xie sighed secretly, put the post into his sleeve, and said politely: "The big brother will sit down in the morning, I will ask Xiao Er Shang Zhan Bing's ebony plum cooked water."

Xie Ke waved his hand and said, "Don't call someone. I was ordered by a thousand households to tell you something. The prince shouldn't know about it at this time, so after you hear it, just treat it as if you haven't heard it for now. Don't use motion."

Although Cui Xie had some doubts, because it was Jin Yiwei's business, he stood and listened honestly.

Xie Ke even closed the windows, and whispered: "Someone posted a post from across the door a few days ago, saying that Qi Sheng, the county magistrate of Qian'an, seized your library..."

He knew about this, Xie Qianhu and Liu Yushi also came to the mansion to take his confession! Is there a follow-up to this matter, and he needs to come to Beijing to testify to the county magistrate Qi?

He stared at Xie Ke with wide eyes, his eyes were full of questions, but he was afraid to interrupt him, so he dared not ask. Xie Ke avoided his gaze, as if he was afraid of hurting him, and carefully lowered his voice: "This is actually made by Lingtang. Our thousand households have already found the truth, and asked the youngest to come first to Yongping to inform the son. With a cry, I told the son to get ready..."

Prepare... what else to prepare? Ready to go to jail with the whole family?

He really said no fuck!

It was all right for Mrs. Xu to frame her stepson. She was not the one who killed people. Now she is so bold as to frame the imperial court commander-she is still innocent, but the commander who helped her stepson. What kind of hatred is there?

He wants to go to Beijing to testify, even if she goes in, he has to follow in, and he has to go to testify according to the truth. The magistrate Qi is innocent, and he has never taken Hao grabbing!

Cui Xie flushed with anger, and stomped on the floor heavily: "I'm going to Beijing! Is there such a thing in the world, where can I sit and watch in Yongping! I... a big deal." I don’t believe it..."

He doesn't believe that there is no reason in the world!

Xie Ke hurriedly pressed his shoulders, and eagerly persuaded him in his ears: "Thousands of households asked me to bring the letter, just for fear that you might be anxious when you hear something wrong, and do something unwise. Although Mrs. Xu belongs to you. Stepmother, but she did violate the court's laws. The case of our thousands of households, a false accusation, and an anonymous post were all confessed by her personally, and there is absolutely no suspicion that she would be wronged."

...Xie Qianhu has already settled the case, and Mrs. Xu has been convicted? This is really the sky has eyes, good and evil are rewarded!

Choi Xie, a good young man who grew up under socialist education and believes in materialism, must change his belief in karma. He was too excited, his face was blank, and he didn't even know that he laughed. Xie Ke thought he had heard that his stepmother was offended and that he was so sad. He couldn't bear to look more, and turned around and sighed.

He finally recovered and said to Xie Ke, "Thank you, eldest brother, for sending the letter. When you go back, thank Qian Hu for me."

Xie Ke said, "No thanks, Qian Hu just wants me to come and tell you the news, and I also want to remind you: The Holy Master wants to call you into the palace, and your family is about to come and take you into Beijing. He knows that you are a filial son, come in. After Beijing, you will surely file a letter for your stepmother to get rid of sin, so you need to think about the grievances of county magistrate Qi when you write."

You still have to write a letter to your stepmother...If Xie Qianhu didn't remind him, he would have never thought of it. Even Xie Qianhu said, he didn't want to.

However, he is a righteous man who has been decreed by the emperor, and he must be a filial son. Loyalty and justice are the mainstream values ​​of Daming. No matter what happens in my mind, whether I do it or not in my daily life, I must do it beautifully in such a scene where people are watching.

Zhezi must be brilliantly written and touching, and must not be touching enough to make the emperor and courtiers willing to forgive Xu's sins. In this case, the book should write more about how the county magistrate Qi was diligent and loving the people, and treated him like a disciple, so that people who saw him always thought that Xu was framed by such a clean and caring official...

Xie Qianhu deserves to be Jin Yiwei, the number of stages is really high!

Cui Xie narrowed his eyes slightly and seriously thought about how to write a love letter. Xie Ke watched from the side, but he felt that the burden between his brows was getting heavier and heavier, making people unbearable to watch, and he simply bowed his hand to say goodbye and quietly blended into the crowd.

After he left, Cui Xie still went back to the table and painted, and he couldn't draw any satisfactory composition. He only vented the dryness in his heart with the brush.

At noon, a few elementary school students returned to the guesthouse with their companions and brought back the news that he was on the case:

The first of the three trials, the small three yuan, it is difficult to find such a talent in a government for decades!

Must celebrate!

Four of the pupils in Mr. Lin’s school were admitted. Among them were Zhao Shishi and Senior Brother Yue who took him to the Chongyang Poetry Club to advertise. Several people discussed that they all came to him to celebrate, so they each brought their food and drink over, not only to celebrate that he won the case, but also to thank him for his luck.

Cui Xie temporarily threw the bad things behind his head, got up to meet them, and congratulated them with spring breeze.

Everyone squeezed into the ground and sat around the table, the dishes they bought, together with the pounding chicken and the fish, filled the table with two jars of shochu—

From now on, they are no longer elementary school students, but real county students, and of course they have to drink truly mellow and intoxicating wine!

But I didn't dare to drink too much wine, because there was a retest after the list was released, and the academic officer was still waiting for them in the test shed.

The re-examination only took one test, and there were still two classic questions. The test papers were issued after entering the examination booth. The three children's test papers were stapled together in the front, and a few pages of checked manuscript paper were added at the end. This test is just to compare the candidate's handwriting and writing ability. It is enough to confirm that it is not cheating. Generally, people are not eliminated.

After the re-examination, the new students will be enrolled in the pan-in ceremony. The new students are led by the county academic officials to thank the examiner and perform teacher-student rituals, and then the grand master leads the new students to worship the Confucius and the sages of the Confucian Temple. Yongping Mansion is a place where horses are raised. Every household has horses fostered by the imperial court. The senior scholars also asked the local township agreement and the chief to organize hundreds of horses, and asked these young talents to parade horses like Jinshi. The county turned around.

Yongping Mansion has not seen such a lively for several years, and the people are chasing after horses.

Cui Xie was dressed in a sweater, a hairpin with a silver flower, and straddled the white horse. He looks good-looking, the eyes of the people in the city are all on his head, and the little girls are not soft when throwing flowers and fruits. If it weren't for his good eyesight and quick response, he might have smashed a bag on his face.

Thanks to his own power to attract most of the firepower, the latter two are also young and handsome, so they are lighter, and those who are older, not handsome enough, and ranked lower... are not so dangerous. Occasionally, one half and half of them are regarded as honors. Holding flowers and handkerchiefs, they walked back to the temple in spring breeze.

On the way back to the city, he vaguely heard someone chasing behind and calling "Big Young Master", because he was worried about Mrs. Xu, he couldn't help but look back several times. But he really didn't recognize the Cui family, and he couldn't see anything special in the crowd, so he continued to ride the horse and finished the street.

Back in the temple, Dai Ti learned a few lessons, and let these rookies go home, leaving only Cui Xie, dragging his hand and asking: "How old are you to give books and how old are you to write articles? Did you ever take the word?"

Cui Xie answered the first two sentences fluently, and then told Dai Yushi that he was only fourteen years old when he came to Qian'an, and he hadn't tried it in the county yet, so his father didn't get him a word.

Dai Ren was very satisfied with the answer. He stroked his chin to clear his beard and said, "Although you are young, you have already entered school and you are a man of fame. If you want to communicate with ordinary friends in the future, you must have a word. It’s a good address. If the official has chosen you and is also your seat owner, can you choose a word for you?"

Naturally it is good. He is a modern person who is not very familiar with the ancient rules of taking characters, and he is afraid that he will not be able to get up well! He quickly stood up and thanked him: "Students can't ask for it, thank you for your love!"

Dai Yushi shook his head and said, "Your name is Xie, and you say "Xie, He Ye" in the text. "Shang Shu · Hong Bum" also has the sentence of'Xie You Rou Ke'. You are well-mannered, calm and serious, and read. Working hard, you will surely be able to make friends with you, and even with the world... I will take the words and heart for you. "Book" says: Colleagues are courteous and sincere, and I hope you can work hard with the wise men in the future. Xie Yin Yang."

Good, very good, as long as it is not taken by Cui Langzhong's father!

Cui Xie stood up and thanked him, "Students thank you, Mr., for the words."