Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

On the ninth day of June, Li Dongyang's second son was born.

It just so happened that his fourth brother Dongming also gave birth to a son, and Li Xueshi had double happiness at the door, composed two poems to celebrate, and invited guests and friends to sing and sing. There are many talented seniors in the family who come and go to congratulate him, and they have to organize the baptism of his younger brothers and cousins. The eldest son Zhaoxian's illness can't be delayed.

As the eldest son of the Li family’s family, he couldn’t be lazy and had to get up to help his father and grandfather greet the guests.

The doctor who consulted him also said that his symptoms have almost been cured, but his natural body is slightly weak. In the future, he should pay more attention to diet and nourishment to avoid being affected by cold. As for things like less thinking and abstinence, the doctor didn't mention it because he was still young and he was not at the age of "knowing **** and admiring Shaoai."

Li Dongyang sent the doctor away, looked at the round face of the eldest son, and finally heaved a sigh of relief-the wife is okay, and the son is okay. Their family will definitely have no troubles in the future and can live in peace of mind.

The whole family was immersed in the joyous events that came one after another. The only one who was not happy enough was Mr. Li himself—because he fell into the hands of the senior brother after the big event of the birth of his brother was over.

Although his senior brother could not stare at him personally, he had already booked an exercise plan for him and asked his family to accompany him to exercise.

Cui Xie started his formal exercises from horseback riding back then, but he was all fourteen-five years old at that time, with a more mature mentality and good teachers to accompany him. Li Zhaoxian was only ten years old this year, and he was still a young master who just took a car when he went out. Cui Xie himself had to be afraid of him falling, so he picked up the simplest walk and started.

In the morning when the sun is still not blazing, ask the family to take the eldest son to walk for a while on the clean road outside the house. You don't have to walk too fast, just sweat slightly. At first, he only had to walk for two quarters of an hour, and after seven or eight days he got used to the intensity, and then he stretched the itinerary and made the speed as fast as possible...

Li Dongyang regarded this as his martial arts experience, and when he was okay, he wandered out of the Imperial Academy and took a horse to the west edge for a stroll. He was sweating slightly when he walked, and there was a breeze blowing from the lake, and it happened to blow him away. The clear water in the lake was surging, the branches of willows on the shore were lingering, and the boats on the water in the distance were vivid and picturesque, which inspired him to prosper in poems.

When I went home, I saw Li Zhaoxian, and took his new work Shier Shier of Poems on West End, and told him to take a walk if he was born with poetry and a five-character quatrain by rhyme.

Young talents like Li Da Gongzi, walking back and forth in the streets in front of the house in broad daylight, are embarrassed to hide their faces so that no one can see them, and Shi Xing? What's more, what his father was visiting was Jishuitan, one of the ten scenic spots in Beijing, and the street in front of his house.

With a stern face, he said gloomily: "My son has no poems, why doesn't my father order the brothers and him?"

His brother... is busy preparing for the exam, and when he meets the teacher, he asks him to write questions and judge papers. Don't talk about harmony poems, he can't even read the poems to him.

Since nearly July, Cui Xie has asked for leave from Guoxue from time to time to take mock exams for himself over the years. He asked people to set up a small examination shed in his yard—the three-sided brick wall in Gongyuan, which was only small enough to fit one's body. There were two wooden boards inserted in the wall, which could be used as tables and chairs as well as a bed. Small lattice room.

Every two days, he asks for a day off. He enters the venue at four o'clock every day at the time of the township examination. At dawn, he starts to make papers, eating and drinking are solved in the grid by himself, completely simulating the situation of the examination room. In the evening, I only prepared a candle for myself, and the wax was all out. No matter whether I could finish writing, I forced myself to get used to the high-intensity exam.

It's not that he loves self-abuse. It is because there are too many questions in the township test, which is two or three times the amount of the previous children's test. If you don't make a model in advance, he will always feel that he can answer the questions.

These three rural examinations are the same as the general examinations. The first one is the first to test seven classic questions, including three questions with four books and four questions with five classics, which add up to nearly 3,000 words. When doing the question, you have to write a draft first and then copy it onto the original roll paper. It takes a lot of time to write these nearly 6,000 words. In the first few simulations, he always got up early in the morning. After doing three or four questions, his brain was a little numb, and he didn't do well in the classics. But in the examination room, he couldn't just focus on the four books and neglect the questions of the five classics, so he adjusted the rhythm and wrote the four books and the five classics.

When judging the papers, the examiner still adheres to the rule of "three games and the first righteousness", and the scriptures are put together. The first one or two of the scripture questions can be written when the energy is best. Although the latter will be a bit mediocre, the examiner has more limited energy when judging the paper, and he will not take all the seven questions carefully. As long as he can do nothing, it is enough.

As for the last two games, the examiner will not spend too much time. As long as the text is clear, the historical facts and laws cited are detailed and accurate, and there are no top grids, blanks, and taboos, even occasional alterations will not affect the examiner's inclusion.

However, in the second session of the township examination, one test will be conducted and five points will be judged. Then one will be selected from the list of edicts. In the third session, five points will also be tested, and the number is quite large. After entering August, Cui Xie took a long vacation to model the second and third small essays in the simulation of Jingyiwen.

Each of the questions he simulated was sent to Teacher Li for comment. Li Dongyang corrected the article, and he would also give him some questions, asking him to simulate with the past exam questions.

With such a candidate in the family, Cui and Li's homes are full of a strong atmosphere for the test. Li Zhaoxian looks at the questions on the test papers every day, as if he has visited the test room in person, his heart beating with nervousness.

Cui Xie saw that his little face was so tight that he couldn't even smile, so he touched his face and comforted him: "When the brother enters the tribute courtyard and sees what is inside, I will give you back Build a more realistic simulation test room. You can take the test once every three days and once every three days. After a few months, you will be thoroughly familiar with it.

He didn't say it was okay, the more he said Li Zhaoxian, the more afraid he was, but he didn't even dare to pretend to be sick. He could only endure his tears and wrote a lonely angry poem, stabbing his brother to be cruel.

Li Dongyang accidentally saw the poem and praised it, "Zhao Xian is really thoughtful", and took it to Cui Xie to appreciate it, and commented to him who was assassinated: "One word, one sentence, the work of antithetical carving is easy to get, Innocent interest is not easy to follow. Although Zhaoxian’s poems are simple, they are self-inspired. They are not in the Chinese language of the former population, but are close to the Tang population.

Cui Xie looked at the resentful tone in the poem, and couldn't help but laugh: "Junior Brother's poem is exactly what the gentleman said before,'thinking is noble but not the facts.' How have I been so merciless to him? Wait someday I will call someone to my teacher's house. We built the examination room and kept the juniors in there for exams every day. It will not be too late for him to hate me again.

Li Dongyang also smiled: "It's fine, your brothers are like real brothers, how can I watch him blame you? Anyway, I think your article is well-rounded, and it is not a problem to take the Zhongxiang test. After these three games, you don't have to do it again. You don't have to scare him so hard."

It was not until the sixth day of August that the emperor Chenghua appointed the examiner for Jinke Shuntian Township Examination and eight candidates for the same examination. The chief examiner ordered Li Dongyang, a lecturer at the Hanlin Academy. The examiners were not allowed to go home again after they clicked, nor were they allowed to live near the student's home. They could only ask people to bring things in. They moved into the Gongyuan Locked House for examination on the eighth day of the day.

The Neiwei official gave a banquet and put them in a locker room. There was no writing paper, and they were too idle to do anything, so they got together to discuss the talents of this department. Others say that the young talents they know well are the only disciples who have good prospects in the exam, but they have to declare their avoidance, and they feel very depressed.

Deputy Chief Tester Xie Qian comforted him: "The disciples are not relatives, and there is no such example in the court. Maybe you don't need to avoid it?"

He was quite accurate. The declaration form was sent, but only those disciples of the same clan who were of the same sect, with great merit or above, were approved by the Ministry of Rites, and disciples with in-laws within the fifth service had to evade. There was really nothing about the disciple Li Dongyang. The official who came to spread the letter secretly sent a message from the inner court to them, saying that before the examiner was selected, the emperor Chenghua suddenly asked: "Cui Xie is, isn't this scientific examination?"

A servant on the side said to the emperor: "Cui Xie is a disciple of Li Dongyang. He has been studying with Dongyang for a long time. He may be biased when he is recruiting a scholar, so he should be avoided."

The emperor Chenghua himself said: "The Taizu made a custom, only avoiding the clan and in-laws, not making him avoid."

Hearing this, Li Dongyang felt energetic, couldn't help smiling, and said, "The officials choose talents for the court. How dare to follow their own interests and take people with insufficient talents as examples?"

As their examiner was locked in the examination room and couldn't get out, Cui Xie naturally didn't know that he almost failed the exam. He heard that the teacher became an examiner and was also happy for a while, and he was afraid that he should avoid it. He also took Teacher Li's post to his junior brother Yang Yiqing Yang Sheren's door and asked Yang Sheren whether he should take the initiative to avoid it.

Yang Yiqing naturally knew what was going on in the palace, so he smiled and comforted him: "Just prepare with peace of mind. It's a matter of the court that you may not be allowed to take the exam. You don't need to think about it as a little student. If you really want to avoid it, someone will tell you. If you don’t tell me, you will be swiped down at the level of roll call and check. If you don’t, you can take the test with peace of mind."

Uncle Yang's words are very reasonable. Choi Xie also put his heart in his stomach, and went back to pack up his things to prepare for the test.

When he first took the child test, he had personally dealt with all the affairs of Yingdu, but this time he didn't bother much. Master Cui was admitted all the way to the palace exam, and his family prepared the exam basket for him. Cui Liangdong asked a few old family members who had served the exam early and prepared a long-ear exam basket for Cui Xie. Inside the test basket are pens, ink, inkstone, rags, waterproof oil cloth test curtains, small benches...

Both the entrance and the papers rely on a test ticket printed by Shuntian Mansion, which he kept for the entrance inspection, so he dared not put it in the basket.

On the morning of the third morning of August 9th, Cui Xie opened his eyes on the biological clock raised during the simulation test for more than a month, washed and changed, and stood up vigorously.

Sure enough, he had his name during the roll call, Cui Xie's breath was completely relieved, and he followed the team into the examination room.

At the beginning of autumn, the weather was still not cold. Although the inspector was asked to stop at the door to undress and show off his body to check for personal tattoos on his body, he did not feel cold. After checking again, he put on clothes, shoes and socks at the door, tightened his hair, followed the team into the gantry, found the position on the table and the serial number on his test ticket, and walked into the narrow test number.

That room is a good place to see the light, but it hasn't been cleaned for a long time. There are spider webs in the air, and the ground is full of dust. Handprints can be printed by touching two wooden boards. The first day of light shines in the examination number, and you can see a white mist dancing with the light, making people breathless.

Cui Xie pulled out the board, lifted it up in the air and rubbed the hanging cobweb, then knocked it outside the door and wiped it clean with a dry cloth.

The dust choked him coughing, and the other candidates were no better than him. All of them were disgraced. Some simply sat in without wiping them, taking their clothes and scraping the soil off the boards. Cui Xie couldn't compare to those masters. He tried his best to clean up all the dirt that he could see. He bought two cups of hot water from the spectator, soaked his handkerchief and wiped his hands and faces before sitting in the exam number.

Although Teacher Li is also in the examination room, he is an internal officer and can't even get out of the curtain. The teachers and students have no chance to meet and communicate. The examination papers are also judged by the examiner first. When will they fall into the hands of the examiner Li , It depends on fate.