Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

He has been a student for more than ten years, and one day he will be a teacher!

Cui Xie was quite excited. He ran to Lu Juren and told him that he was going to be a teacher. He also asked him what clothes he should wear and how to behave in order to establish the image of a majestic teacher in the eyes of his disciples. Lu Juren is very serious, and he is a teacher who scares students without acting. He is only seventeen or eighteen years old. He usually treats people like a spring breeze, afraid that students will not fear him.

Lu Juren recalled the past, and remembered the days when Cui Xie taught the two bear children before he got his resuscitation, he snorted: "What is the use of the teacher's majesty, but the parents can stand up. Being a Xixi, the father is dissatisfied and the students are controlled. Not happy, mothers and grandmothers have to feel distressed about their shortcomings, and every day they don’t see students coming to study. What can they teach!"

Cui Xie listened to his complaint silently, said "Mr. worked hard", and asked how his two younger brothers are now.

After all, Cui He is a bastard. He was held in his hands by Lu Juren since he was a child. He was obedient and sensible, and let him learn what to learn; Cui Heng has now been beaten and has been educated in Cui Xie’s ruthless little black room. Homework is too tight. It's just that the two of them are fairly talented, and the couplets and articles they made can only be regarded as quite satisfactory, making Mr. Lu a little regretful.

He shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid these two children won't be able to be like you in their mid-teens, so let's not say that they will have more than ten years of refined articles."

Cui Xie didn't care about this-Cui Heng was better off. His younger brother was the most terrible when his elder brother pitted him. He would rather Cui Heng not be able to read well and raise him for nothing. He and Ge are still young, and he will be in his twenties or thirties after a dozen years.

What he cares most now is how the two new students should be taught.

Seeing his excitement, Lu Juren shook his head disapprovingly, and took the "must-read notes for imperial examinations" and sat at the table: "Be careful, and tell them to live at home. I will teach you during the day and you will come back sooner or later. Check and make up their homework if you don’t manage it strictly. If they are studying in the academy anyway, you can leave some homework for them.

Forget it, Mr. Lu and him will have a test next year, and taking two children full-time will not be able to bring them together. At least wait until the test is over.

However, Mr. Lu’s idea is very good. First, take a test to see their level, and then leave some homework...

In the evening two days later, Zhang Zhaichang took Liuli and his two sons to the door of Cui's house to apprentice.

Cui Xie also took time off from the teachers that day, went home in advance to prepare a banquet, and asked his two younger brothers to come out to help the guests. The children have a common language, and they can tell their family's schooling rules in advance, so that the Zhang brothers can be psychologically prepared.

Zhang Zhaichang watched his middle door wide open, and his children and his family were all coming out to treat guests. He couldn't help being flattered, and said politely: "The dog is here to apprentice, how can I bother you like this?"

Cui Xie smiled and said, "When I was in school, the chief Zhai also took good care of me. At that time, I was not polite with you? Today is my first time as a teacher, so naturally I have to entertain my Dong Weng and disciples. ."

Zhang Zhaichang smiled and arched his hand at him, and solemnly said: "The little dog will entrust Cui Xiandi in the future. You see that they are disobedient, and I will admit it if I kill him if he is killed!" Son: "Heling, Yanling, come to apprentice!"

A portrait of Confucius, the first teacher, was hung on the Cui Jiatang in advance, and Zhang Zhaichang asked his son to offer six ceremonies to worship Confucius and Mr. Cui.

The two children came back to the Cui family to celebrate their birthday. Before leaving, they received a set of four books, knowing that he is just as staid and unkind as the master of the college. Today, I was escorted by my father to apprentice. I felt that the future was dark, and couldn't help shouting: "Father, we don't want to go to school. We are going to be Jinyiwei like Feng Yun and solve big cases!"

Zhang Zhaichang was ashamed in front of Cui Xie, and he was so angry that he let out a bit of "mischief" and reached out to beat his son. The two sons of the Zhang family were young and lively, and they avoided the palm when they turned around, almost flashing their father's waist.

Zhang Luan was hurt and ashamed, panting with anger, and lighted his son and said, "These two unfilial sons! These two unfilial sons! They are both spoiled by their mothers!"

Cui Heng looked at the two bear kids on the sidelines, feeling a bit envious in his heart--how much he thought he could play his eldest brother around like this!

It's a pity that his brother is young and strong, and every time he wants to make trouble, his brother gets up and beats up...

Just like these two nephews who didn't enter the door.

Cui Heng frankly shrank to his brother's side, staring down at his toes.

Cui Xie took a step forward, and when he was blocking the escape route of the two sons of the Zhang family, he squeezed one in his hand, took their collars to Zhang Zhaichang, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, don’t worry, I see this The two children’s ideas are also good. Whether we study or do things, don’t we all serve the court, we have the ability to stand up, and our ancestors? The child is willing to be an official who punishes and eliminates evil, and we should support it as an adult."

Zhang Zhaichang looked at them dumbfounded, and subconsciously asked, "Why did you bring them back?"

The two young masters were also shocked, and they didn't understand how they were caught and thrown back in the blink of an eye.

Is this still a scholar holding them?

Still a Juren? The Jinyiwei in the play is nothing more than that, right?

Seeing that they were honest, Cui Xie lowered his head and gently reasoned with them: "You want to be Jinyiwei, but do you know that Jinyiwei also has to go to school? People who don't read can't see the file, and they can't be like Xie Qianhu. , You can guess the methods of the prisoner by just speculating, how can you be a good guard?"

Zhang Heling glanced at her younger brother, and struggling to say: "Well, then, we shouldn't be high officials like Xie Qianhu, just like Feng Yun did to collect evidence from the enemy's formation and fight the treacherous people, isn't it all right?"

Zhang Zhaichang said angrily: "Who originally told you this? You don't want to study hard in the academy, and listen to these messy stories!"

The two children lowered their heads and kept their mouths in silence. At first glance, they were used to playing with the adults behind their backs.

Zhang Zhaichang felt embarrassed in front of him and complained: "These two ignorant boys, relying on my absence at home, I don’t know how much mischief they are doing! Someday their sister will get married, and we will be the old couple. Not here again, I see how they live their lives..."

Cui Xie first asked someone to help Zhang Zhai on a chair, poured him a glass of water to drink, and advised him not to get angry. He pressed the two children on the back of their heads, looked down at them and asked, "You want to be like Fengyun. Jinyiwei?"

The two children nodded.

Cui Xie asked again: "Then do you know, besides Feng Yun, how many captains are there beside Xie Qianhu?"

In the case of Yao Niang, there are five unnamed Jin Yiwei who stood in line with Feng Yun. In the case of Liuying Wutou, they also had names, called Zhang Wang Ma Zhao and the like. The two children not only listened to people's speeches, but also secretly listened to the play. They knew it clearly, but they couldn't speak in front of the father. The two brothers exchanged glances below.

Cui Xie asked them with a smile, "Why does Xie Qianhu prefer to use Fengyun with so many brocade guards? Why are other school lieutenants not as good as him?"

This is of course because when the author wrote the play, he named the protagonist Feng Yun instead of Zhang Sanlisi, Dynasty Mahan or something.

However, the two children couldn't see the author's sinister intentions. After thinking about it for a while, they said, "Because Feng Yun has the highest martial arts!"

"Because Feng Yun is more capable than others!"

"Because Feng Yun can catch clues, he asked about the earliest black robbery from the mouth of the girl!"

"Yes, right, in the Liuying Headless Case, Feng Yun was the first to see the head in the mud!"

"Li Qianhu was also the first to discover that the horse was lost in the horse farm when he tried the case of stealing the royal horse!

"There is also the hot spring drowning case conducted by Xu Qianhu in Changping. He saw that the female corpse was not drowned, but was thrown into the hot spring after being smothered to death!"

"And Wang Qianhu's theatrical troupe kidnapping case..."

? ? ?

He, the author, has not paid attention to the art world for just a few months, and has so many follow suits that imitated his Xie Qianhu Detective Collection series? Also turned his **** hero Feng Yun into a public hero?

This group of thousands of households really want to be famous and crazy!

Cui Xie was indignant and wanted to remain calm in front of the future disciples. He smiled and said, "You are all right. Feng Yun can solve so many cases, mainly because he is smart and cautious and can make good judgments. But how did he succeed? What about the wise man? Has there ever been a wise official in the world who could not read?"

What he said makes sense, but children don't like to listen. After thinking about it, Zhang Heling asked, "Then you don't have to read too much, right? Shouldn't we just learn martial arts? Don't you always say that military officers don't need to read?"

Cui Xie shook his head: "The literati wants to go to school, and of course the martial artist also wants to be a military attache, but he also has to take the martial arts examination. Your father also knows that I recognize Xie Qianhu in the drama. He told me that they were officials in Jinyiwei. Everyone is studying in Beijing Wuxue. At the Wuxue school, there is a "must-reading notes for imperial examinations" that I have compiled. If you don't believe me, you can go to Wuxue to ask if there is anyone in the world who can be an official to solve cases without reading."

He is a martial artist with brighter eyes than ordinary people. Once he takes a smile and speaks seriously, he looks a little serious and fearful.

It is even more credible.

The two young masters really didn’t know that when Jin Yiwei had to go to school, they were studying books compiled by this teacher. They were so bitter as if they were soaked in a potion, and said with a wrinkled face: "Impossible, Jin Yiwei will go to school. What kind of study, it’s not like that in the play!"

This sentence made his father catch him, and he shouted: "You are still watching the theater? Those messy things are not told to you by others, but you played truant to watch? Where did you get the money!"

Of course it was the money given by the mother and sister, and the elder senior in the college took them to watch it.

The two children had just suffered a shock, and Cui Xie was blocked and couldn't run. Hearing this kind of scolding from his father, he bowed his head stubbornly.

Cui Xie was afraid that Zhang Zhai would be angry, so he quickly told him to sit down and drink tea, and persuaded: "Children are still young, and it is normal for them to be playful, and Heng was still running in Beijing when he was a few years older than them. Don’t you know that you’re motivated now? Let’s do the apprenticeship first. I will give them a rough idea, make a study plan, and then slowly pull them over."

Zhang Zhaichang was lucky there, and Cui Xie patted the two children and said, "Come and salute to the Holy Master. You have all worshiped in the school. You must know the etiquette. Follow me."

Zhang Luan followed with a curse. Cui Xie turned around and bowed, and the two children aggrievedly followed the statue of Confucius, and held him for six rituals to recognize him as a teacher.

Even Jin Yiwei has to read his book. If they want to be Jin Yiwei, they have to learn from him sooner or later. Besides, this teacher also knows the story of Xie Qianhu, which is much better than his father and the old masters in the college.

When the two children got up from the ground, Cui Xie took out two sets of new pens and inks as gifts for them, and turned around and told Komatsu Yan: "Go and bring two tables and chairs over there."

A long follower immediately brought in a low table and a small stool outside. Cui Xie told them to place them on the wall back and forth. They lined up pen, ink, paper, inkstone and washes on the table. He smiled and said to everyone in the room: "Today He Ling, Now that Yanling has come to my door, let's take a basic test to see which step they have learned now, so that I can teach in accordance with my aptitude."

The two children have not formally taught the four books, so they can only check their memorization of miscellaneous characters, rhyme books, antithesis, ancient literary traditions, primary school Zhengmeng, Mathematical Songs, Three, Hundred, Qian, etc. Cui Xie hasn't read some of these books, but it just so happens that the two younger brothers are here from elementary school...Whether they have studied well or not, they can write a question if they can remember one or two sentences.

He waved to his brothers who were sitting down and said: "He Ling and Yan Ling are already my disciples and your nephews, and your uncles should also do something for the younger generation. Come here, one person writes a set of papers for your nephew to do, just like I usually give you, no wrong questions are not allowed-this is for them, but also for you. The questions are not good, and I have to look back. Give you some homework."

Cui Heng was shaking all over.

God! How can there be such cruel and vicious people in the world!

He tortured four people without even moving a finger!

He walked to the table with fear and hatred and asked questions, but he didn't know that Zhang Heling brothers looked at him with hatred and fear——

Worshiping a teacher doesn't count, the teacher actually has two brothers as accomplices, and they compare their brothers in front of their father. They will reveal what they are this time!

Cui He was the only one who was calm. He picked up the pen and asked questions according to the papers he usually made, feeling the pleasure of being a teacher and writing testers.

Taking advantage of their work, Cui Xie asked people to bring in wine and food to accompany Zhang Zhaichang and two students for dinner. The Cui brothers lay down on the table and flew their pens. The Zhang brothers couldn't help but glance at it after eating a bite of food. They saw that the pile of white paper on the table was visibly thinner, and they couldn't even eat.

I want to drink some wine to sorrow, but the pot for them is not wine, but freshly squeezed pomegranate juice, no matter how good it is to drink.

The two Young Master Zhang's appetites were blocked, and they didn't eat much after a meal. Seeing that they couldn't eat anymore, Cui Xie asked people to take them to the yard to see the chrysanthemums, so that they could digest them well.

Zhang Zhaichang looked at Cui Heng, Cuihe’s stack of papers that were getting taller, and felt relieved. He smiled and said, "Hey and sincere, you are really good-hearted to my two unscrupulous children, even Your brothers are so enthusiastic to teach. I really did not entrust the wrong person. In the future, they will have promises, and I will tell them to know their gratitude and serve you like their own children."

Cui Xie smiled and shook his head: "Where, I'm just learning what the teachers do, Zhaichang don't praise me anymore."

The children were desperately worried, and the two adults became reconciled. After eating this meal, the two brothers of the Cui family wrote all the questions on the stack of papers, and they barely finished the questions. Cui Xie took it over and checked it with Chief Zhai, added a few changes, and called the two Master Zhang over to do the question.

Zhang Heling and Zhang Yanling almost fainted, gritted their teeth and said, "This is too much! We can't finish it!"

Zhang Zhaichang angrily said: "There is nothing I can't finish! I can't finish it today and tomorrow, there will always be a day when I can finish it! You are now disciples of Cui Xiandi, don't think you can still be lazy like in a college!"

Cui Xie called his two younger brothers to the table, exchanged hot new dishes to reward their hard work, and came back to persuade Zhang Zhaichang: "Zhaichang don’t worry. With such a thick stack of questions, the child is naturally anxious. I see them for a while. I can't finish it, but I will stay at my house tonight and watch them do it, and do as many as they can..."

Er Zhang was about to nod his head in agreement, and listened to him say: "If you can't finish it, even if you can't, ask them to copy one question ten times or twenty times after they go back, and then slowly consolidate it."

No no no! Dad, you can't promise! You are our father!

They wanted to pounce on Zhang Zhai’s long legs, crying and begging, but Zhang Luan coldly refused to look at his son, and nodded towards Cui Xie: “Hexin makes sense. The woman in the family is ignorant and only knows to love him. These two wicked obstacles are better managed by your family."