Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Cui Xie came out of the courtyard with a holding inkstone, and saw Old Member Zhao hurried over from the front, stopped when he saw him, and pulled out a stiff smile and said, "You heard them making a noise? Actually, it's just an ignorant. It's okay for the next person to say a few silly words. You relax your mind. We all know you as a person in the neighborhood and won't listen to him making that stink!"

A few silly words?

The neighbors knew about it, and even came to persuade him, it must be more than just a few silly words!

When he first came to wear it, he was engaged in a house fight. When he came to his hometown, these actors and actresses still chased him to be a demon. He endured the nausea and gave the Cui family white paint. He just wanted to calmly study for two years and get a jinshi. These people are endless, and he sent someone to pull his hind legs-really. Is it the heroine of a miserable drama who abused her?

If you want to fight, you will fight, see who can tear it!

He had seen more concubines who were defeated and killed in the palace fighting drama he had seen before, than these ancient people had ever seen in their entire lives!

Cui Xie's heart rolled for a while, but his face was still calm, and he smiled a little: "Let Zhao Ye laugh, the family is ignorant, and it disturbs the neighbors. It is our Cui family's lax control."

He only raised the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes. His eyes fell an inch in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Outside the door, member Zhao saw the arrogant and mean appearance of the family, and remembered that he was a stepmother at home. He couldn't help treating him as a little pitiful who was bullied, and said pityingly: "It's not your fault. The Lord is..."

Cough cough cough

Zhao Yuanwai suddenly realized that he was criticizing other people's family affairs. He coughed hard and didn't dare to speak any more, and silently led him out the door all the way.

As soon as I walked to the front yard, I heard Cui Yuan's somewhat hoarse voice from outside: "If you have something to say inside...there are people coming and going, you just say these shadowless words when you open your mouth, how will the young master behave in the future? !"

A puffy voice rang, and replied sharply: "What did I say, Uncle Yuan, am I wrong? The young master injured his younger brother at home, and became angry with the old lady and the lady. The master punished him to think about it at home. I didn’t want him to come to the country to enjoy the blessings! Forgive me, the lady was still thinking about how he was doing well, so she sent me a monthly bill and sent me over. Unexpectedly, the young master has no self-consciousness and repairs the house here. Get the well, it's time to live your son..."

"You nonsense, this house is too barren to live, can we not repair it..."

Cui Yuan had no fighting power since the quarrel, and his voice was easily interrupted. The man asked sharply, "This house was built by our old lady, and the old man grew up here. What's wrong. Uncle Yuan, you've really used it before, and you think you can't live in a half-life old house?

"Then you have been out of Beijing for half a month, and it will be ten days later in Qian'an. Why don't you have time to clean up your house? Could it be that you have been sleeping in this wasteland?"

"The master told you to go directly back to the old house. Where did you go halfway and how did you live!"

The man pressed on every step of the way, and there were low voices of neighbors and passers-by. Cui Xie held the trembling hand holding the inkstone, stepped over the threshold, and saw the person from Beijing.

He wore a sauce-colored cocoon robe, round face, tall, and a little familiar.

Holding the inkstone in a low voice, Cui Xie finally recalled-isn't this the second manager Cui Ming who urged them to leave at the door on the day he just finished the beating? No wonder this little sharp voice sounds so familiar.

The second boss also saw him, so he immediately raised his eyebrows, showed him an unkind smile, and shouted: "Master, I've been waiting for you for a long time, so you can't afford it!"

The eyes of everyone around him focused on him, and the sound of whispering buzzed. In the crowd, a few particularly conspicuous boys in white shirts were squeezing toward them. One of the boys opened his clear eyes and shouted to the member Zhao behind: "Grandpa, you tell me to go home early to accompany guests after school. Is this person accompanying?"

It's really good not to go out, bad things spread for thousands of miles. With just a few words from Cui Ming, after he came to Qian'an, the filial piety of the father and the son was completely destroyed.

Choi Xie walked to the car with a calm face. Cui Ming raised one eyebrow, and revealed a greasy smile: "Master forgive me, the young master's voice is too loud and disturbs you. The young one is here to give the young master a monthly bill today-the lady knows The young master came out with a stick injury. I am afraid that you will be short on food, clothing, and medicine. He specially asked the youngest person to send a good copy. Please bring the young master in."

He raised his chin towards the coachman and smiled proudly: "Go into the yard and unload all the things we brought to the young master."

Cui Xie raised his hand to stop him, and asked in a deep voice, "You said you were sent by your family to give me something. Is there a proof? Is there a monthly list?"

What's the order? It would be nice if the wife was willing to leak something from her fingers. He was still the young master when he was at home?

Cui Ming pursed his lips, hummed a little in his nose, and smiled disdainfully: "Master, what kind of monthly bills are issued in our family, and they are not issued by any identity. These are all prepared for you by the lady. Is it possible that Madam can detain you..."

Cui Xie suddenly shouted sharply: "Shut up! Do you dare to commit the following!"

Cui Ming was taken aback, the twisted smile on his face also condensed on his lips, looking funny and weird. The people watching the excitement around him were shocked by this voice, only to realize that he was still the son of a high official in Beijing, so he could not help but silence his voice, bent his knees a little bit, and hid behind others.

The few Confucian scholars and the scholars a little further away couldn't help but shook their heads and curled their lips, thinking that he was not enough to respect the dignity behind these two men by scolding the servants sent by his parents to discipline him.

However, he ignored others, stepped forward, and sternly reprimanded: "You just slandered me in public for being unfilial. I think you are an old man at home and you have the face of your ancestors. I don't want to deal with you in public. But I don't want you. So frantic that even my mother would slander my mother! Come here, plug his mouth to me, don't let him say "Master" and "Mrs." in his mouth, ruining my parents' righteous and loving name!"

Cui Ming couldn't think that he could turn black and white like this, staring at him blankly.

Pengyan reacted quickly, and went up and slapped him in the face. Cui Yuan also rushed to restrain him, for fear that he would violently injure his son and young master.

Old member Zhao also saw his heart beating faster, and quickly ordered: "Zhao Kui, Zhao Sheng, hurry up and protect Brother Xiaoxie, don't let those two hurt him!"

The driver of the Cui family only reacted until now, and quickly got out of the car to help the second man. Cui Xie took a step forward, glanced at him faintly, and asked, "Do you want to use your servant as the master?"

The coachman was hired from outside, not from the Cui family, not the wife's confidant, and he didn't have the confidence of Cui Ming. Thinking about going, I could only bow my head and bow my hands, and begged: "Young Master, we are also listening to the master's instructions to deliver things. The second thing is just a fever on the road, so I speak upside down..."

Haha, got a fever on the road? Haven't seen the Water Margin before when he crossed?

People in the Ming Dynasty said that they had a fever, just like a modern murderer who had a sudden mental illness, and they were all made up for escape.

He sneered secretly in his heart, and arched his hands to the two family members of Zhao Yuanwai: "Please help the two uncles. Take the rope to tie the cocoon robe, unload the things in the car, open it and let's watch together. See what it is."

Cui Ming's voice was almost broken, and he exclaimed in horror: "You dare to lynch! Although I, I'm a slave, you don't have any fame and fame. If you want to beat my lord, you won't protect me... …"

Without waiting for him to make trouble again, holding the inkstone cleverly took the veil to cover his mouth, and stopped him with his father. Those family members didn't dare to do it yet, Zhao Yuanwai nodded at them with a sense of concern: "Bundle! It's a big deal to take Yingshi's post to Yamen, the county lord also has to give the old man face."

His grandson wanted to say something, but he turned his face away and stopped looking at his grandson.

Not only the Zhao family, but also some onlookers, five or six people **** Cui Ming together. The coachman was so scared that he turned around and wanted to run, but there were more and more people watching the excitement around him. He plunged into the crowd but couldn't rush out. Instead, he was beaten a few times and fell to the ground unable to move.

Several onlookers took the initiative to get into the car to remove the burden, untied it, and spread it out on the open space.

Cui Xie made a round, thanked everyone for their help, walked to the middle of the baggage, picked it up from left to right, and provoked the only string of coins inside.

He turned his face and asked Cui Ming, "Is this the monthly case my lady asked you to send?"

Cui Ming screamed several times.

He said impatiently: "If you don't, just nod your head, don't just shake your head, don't talk nonsense. If you have anything to wait, go to the county government lobby later, and talk to the county master."

Cui Ming shook his head desperately and hummed for a long time, his tears were almost falling. Cui Xie asked again if it was their regular money. This time he dared not be vague and nodded honestly.

Cui Xie glanced at the Ping Yan, without having to speak, he took the bunch of money and stared at Cui Ming and said, "The monthly bill for the older brother is two taels of silver, the small servant is five hundred yuan, and my father is one two and five yuan. Semi-consistent money, only for my part of this month, both you and my father are called..."

"Yes, the thief stole the money that my mother sent me." He spoke first, suppressing the "knock" of holding the inkstone, and picked up two pieces of cloth from the baggage on the ground, and shook them away. Cui Ming looked at it and asked, "You also brought this from home? Only these few?"

Cui Ming didn't dare to nod anymore, then shook his head again, whining.

Cui Xie said with a smile but not a smile: "I'll just say it. Before I left Beijing, my family was already cutting autumn clothes, but I sent only a few coarse cloths. I must also ask you to steal it for yourself. Yes."

I do not have! not me! How can your master slander us as a servant!

Cui Ming struggled desperately, trying to take out his handkerchief, but was held down by Cui Yuan who was staring at him next to him. The two servants of the Zhao family and the onlookers also gave him a few bites and yelled: "Shameless things, steal the host’s property, and dare to beat him up and frame the host’s unrighteousness! Don’t talk about officials and officials. My small family has no such greedy servants, so I should be taken to the county, stripped of clothes and boarded!"