Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Soon after the new Jin Yiwei draft selection conference ended, the Zhang brothers asked someone to carry a few large rolls of white cloth into the palace and auditioned Jin Yiwei's painting in front of his sister.

Queen Zhang suddenly called this new art form amazing, and immediately found the **** who sang Jinyiwei opera, and let the voice be dubbed. After the emperor returned to the harem in the evening, the queen directed the servant to open a picture screen in the hall. The musicians were equipped with silk and bamboo strings, and the little eunuchs who were used to playing various corners chanted according to their roles. The family watched in harmony.

The second prince and the little prince are at the age of watching cartoons, their eyes stuck on the screen can hardly be pulled off. Fortunately, this passage is a complete story of the return from victory and the court grant, otherwise the two children will be crying and watching the follow-up.

The prince Zhu Houzhao saw too much of national affairs, and his thoughts were turned to the economy and the people, and he was not as obsessed with this picture as his younger brothers and sisters. When she recovered, she asked the queen how she thought of such things as humanity.

Such a large color painting costs both paint and fabric, and I don't know how many painters are required to paint at the same time. It must be very expensive. And what I made was nothing more than a Dalian ring painting. I had to shake it when I wanted to see it. It was not as active as the animation box in the palace that taught Yin Gong. It was a waste.

He assumed the posture of a prince of a country to persuade the queen mother: "These rolls of cloth are tens of feet long. They only use coarse cloth, which is worth more than ten taels of silver. The paint used is worth a few kilograms, plus the painter. The time... this thing is too extravagant. Our heavenly family acts as an example of the common people, and it is inappropriate to teach people to do such things for fun."

If he has the money, it is better to build more border cities, and when he grows up, he will lead his troops out of the barrier, personally flatten the Tartar, and capture the little prince alive!

The emperor Hongzhi sighed with satisfaction: "My brother has grown up. Two years ago, he secretly watched the comics with us behind his back. After reading it, I was afraid that the uncles would find out, and then secretly asked someone to give the book to Brother Wei. Now your mother gave us the book. You don’t even watch this picture when you look at it, you can see that it’s an adult."

Zhu Houwei still remembered that his brother gave him a comic strip, and gestured with his fingers to make his brother ashamed.

Zhu Houzhao's face was reddened, he glanced at his younger brother, still holding the prince's shelf and said: "A child has been reading for so many years, can he still be as ignorant as a child?"

Empress Zhang also teased him: "It's fine, in the future your uncle will bring this kind of thing into the palace, and the queen will only show it to Wei and Rong, not to you."

Was it brought into the palace by your uncle? Could it be true that the original Jinyiwei was not made by the eunuchs for pets?

The prince couldn't help looking back at the painting.

Empress Zhang sighed, "This is when your uncles went to play outside of the city during the New Year's Day to see this new thing displayed in the garden. The accompanying text is good, so I asked the host's family for it. You My child, is it because I am a mother that I am trying to get people to do this because I love it?"

The emperor smiled and said: "The queen is not annoyed, my brother just didn't know that this thing was brought by the uncles. However, he has a good temperament, and he is like a prince. In the future, I can trust this world with confidence. he."

His son doesn't look like his grandfather, he doesn't like theatre and music, Zhu Youzhan is not dissatisfied at all.

The prince asked his father to stand on the cloud. Even if he likes this picture, he can only dislike it. After a few days, when the sky eased, the second prince and the little prince would often ask people to move the paintings to the yard. The musicians of the Jiaofang Division were listed on both sides to accompany them, and the bell and drum division would dub after the painting.

Later, Zhongguji moved his mind again and asked the painter to paint the same background as the original picture, and asked people to dress up as on the picture, standing in front of the screen, like a shadow, but with the sound of silk strings, they can speak again. It's more lively than just looking at paintings.

When the prince went to ask the father and the queen mother for peace, he couldn't help but have to look at it a few more times.

The two uncles did not understand his hard work, and they often ran into the palace to watch theaters and movies with their nephews and nieces. Looking back, he often talked to him about how lively the dramas in the Queen's Palace were.

But no matter how lively it is, it is still a play, not as fresh as the first time they saw the painting.

Zhang Heling didn’t pay attention to the forbearance in the eyes of her elder nephew, and exclaimed: “It’s better for the teacher to make things. They are always the freshest. They are not willing to pick up people’s teeth. It’s a pity that there are few painters in his study and can’t do too long. What a good-looking film made by a full set of Jinyiwei."

what! Mr. Choi did this again?

The prince's soul was shocked.

I knew it was made by Mr. Cui, so why did he treat this picture as a waste of people's energy and dreadful plaything?

The prince felt very bitter. The two national uncles even more calmly told him about their brothers going to the studio, and how the scene was lively. The waiting line outside the studio was long, and many people were dressed up in the line. Xie Zhenfu and 14 thousand households.

There are also many people dressed up like them!

The Zhang brothers said proudly: "At that time, we thought we were queuing too slowly. We wanted to show that we were the young Jin Yiwei and asked someone to let us. As a result, everyone in the line said that there were too many people dressed as young Jin Yiwei. , We must be fake too, don't let it go!"

Although those people had no eyes and didn't recognize that their brothers were genuine young Jinyiwei, doesn't this also mean that they are now as popular as Xie Zhenfu and others?

There were not as many people pretending to be Feng Yun on the scene!

The two uncles had enough to show off in front of the prince, and went out of the palace happily, leaving the little prince alone and quietly facing the full table of historical books. The attendants and the servants didn’t know how to persuade them, but Liu Jin stood out from the crowd and persuaded the prince: “The little master really likes the picture. There is a way for the slave and the servant so that the little master can watch it without going out. Draw a picture on it."

Seeing that the prince’s face was tender, he didn't want to pull down his face to look with his younger brothers and sisters, so he came up with an idea-to ask someone to cut open the comics about brocade clothes and guards in the palace. Then make a small picture frame the size of a book page, pull the picture scroll apart, and pull the page from the back of the picture frame, and then call the waiter to add the sound. Isn't it just a small picture?

It's longer and more interesting than the one from Guojiu.

Seeing that the prince's expression changed, Liu Jin glanced at the shelf where the comics were placed several times, and couldn't help feeling secretly happy, and got closer to the prince.

He arched his body and said diligently: "The slave and maidservant used to be in the Bell and Drum Division, and she knew how to sing, learn to speak, and joked. The comic book is no worse than the one called by the empress. Look, the slave and maid will arrange for people to buy things, let's close the palace door and have fun?"

After asking for a long while, no one paid any attention to him.

Liu Jin couldn't help but looked up at the prince, but saw that he was looking at herself with some scrutiny.

He knelt down and apologized subconsciously, but he really couldn't figure out which sentence he had said wrong. Could it be that the prince cherishes the comic book so much that no one can tear it? If so, then he will get another set from outside the palace and offer it...

He was thinking, but he heard the prince say coldly: "Who told you to misrepresent Gu's mind and use these small toys to kill Gu's mind? How dare you provoke Gu's relationship with your parents, siblings—"

"The servant girl dare not! The servant girl has no such intentions!"

Liu Jin fell on the ground, her thoughts swiftly turning, but she really couldn't figure out how he made a suggestion just to please the prince, how could he arouse the anger of the prince.

Zhu Houzhao said coldly: "I want to see the picture. Is it true that my father and queen or Wei Ge Rong sister can stop me from watching it? I don’t want to see this thing, because you eunuchs like this thing. Search for more rare things to enter, so as to invite pets!"

He read Water Margin, ah no, didn't he read about the civil upheavals caused by Song Huizong's requisition of flowers and stones when he was studying history books!

Righteous anger burned in the prince’s chest, and he shouted: "Who told you that you want to see a picture alone and you have to be back! Isn’t the father allowed to watch it alone? If I really want to see it, even if I want my father The emperor paints for the lonely man, and the emperor is willing to do it, but you just have to carry your parents and siblings alone—the prince of Gutangtang. What’s in the East Palace is not known!"

He seemed to have forgotten the black history of reading comics with his uncle on his back when he was a child. He looked out the window solitaryly and waved his hand: "Take Liu Jin down. He will not be allowed to wait in the future."

Before Liu Jin recovered from the scolding, she was pulled out of the hall by the servants on both sides and pushed to the low-level internal servant room responsible for sweeping.

It wasn't until he woke up that he realized that he had completely lost the prince's favor.

He also served for three generations. When he was the first emperor, he only served the **** in the palace; he managed to climb Li Guang’s high branch and was cut off by the two uncles. Now he has not been favored in front of the prince for long, because of one sentence The words were beaten back to their original form...

These few falls, it seems that he has something to do with Uncle Guo, and after careful study, it is all broken with the fresh paintings and calligraphy made by Uncle Guo's teacher, Cui Xie, a lecturer.

When he was proud of the prince's side, he also thought that after the prince ascended the throne, he would hold the power to let Cui Xie work on him. But until today did he know that Cui Xie was not a sage he could use, but an adversary who was born to prevent him!

Liu Jin pressed her hands on the rough and icy ground, the chill was deep in her bones, and she bent up and started crying "uh uh".

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Although the little movie the prince conceived by Eunuch Liu did not love it, it quietly became popular among the people.

Normal people can’t make a big movie, but it’s a pleasure to spend a few taels of silver to buy a set of comics, tear them apart and glue them into paper rolls, and put them behind the frame for self-watching. Carpenters, bamboo craftsmen, and coppersmiths in Jingli discovered this business opportunity one after another. They built a projection frame equipped with two rotating rollers. The shelf has a wide chassis and a stable stand. There are clamps on the column head to jam the paper roll. , You can turn any column with animation.

There are also small shops that bought comics of Jin Yiwei, Youth Jinyiwei, and Daily Agricultural Economics, and made them into picture scrolls to be viewed on a shelf, which also saves the trouble of tearing and scrolling the pictures. Some restaurants and grocery stores also made this kind of pictures and put them on the counters, and they sent people to talk and solicit some business.

Ju'anzhai’s business has been caught up again. The sales of old Jinyiwei comics have soared. People who can’t buy them went everywhere to ask for high-priced copies and pirated copies. For a while, everyone in Beijing talked about Jinyiwei and everyone asked for ".

Cui Xie stepped up to write the manuscript according to the authors, and also hoped to print the new copy as soon as possible. Before the influence of the manuscript selection meeting has dissipated, he will sell it first. After all, the author has changed. Even if the style is similar, he is still worried that some readers will not buy it.

But not long after the six new authors submitted their manuscripts, he didn't have to worry anymore.

It is not that he draws and prints quickly, which caught the tail of the enthusiasm for the garden party; nor is it influenced by the small movie trend, which can sell any book; but his new author wrote a masterpiece and instantly topped the new comic strip. The storm is on the cusp.

Tang Bohu, a well-known painter, poet, calligrapher, writer, romantic talent, and the head of the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River, wrote an article evaluating "Cui Meiren" painting method, praising his painting method "like a mirror to take a shadow, just like a life" .

He was not allowed to mention Cui Meiren from the podium that day. He held back a high discussion, and waited for the manuscript to be completed and wrote an essay to express it!

Tang Yin's article will be copied across Beijing since it is published. Fortunately, he is now working as a scholar in the Hanlin Academy, and the article first spread in the museum. As soon as Cui Xie arrived at the Academy, he heard the scholars, editors, and editors all reciting his articles.

The three words "Cui Meiren" lingered in Cui Xie's ear, and his heart trembled.

Fortunately, it's been a long time since he left Qian'an. Not many people in Beijing knew the three-character connection between his family and Cui Meiren, otherwise he would be able to beat Tang Bohu with his desk leg now.

Over the years, he has tried his best to promote Ju'anzhai and downplay Cui Meiren. He has clearly turned public opinion around, but he still failed to save the brains of these talents.

Mistakes.

After that day, I should have a good talk with Tang Bohu, so that he completely forgot the name. Why did he think that he didn't mention it on stage and that he would stop after he stepped down?

Cui Xie stood up in grief and indignantly, called these young people who were discussing papers together, and severely criticized him.

Has the ceremony completed? Has your majesty's collection of poems been completed? Has the agricultural economics been completed? Holding the royal salary and enjoying the Taige treatment, he didn't finish his business, but he had time to talk about painting and calligraphy!

He is usually kind, and he often gives advice to his juniors at work, so he doesn't blush easily with others. Today's stern face scared everyone, thinking about the work piled up by each other, busy turning back to work in the duty room.

Cui Xie caught Tang Bohu again, and said earnestly: "Your article is really a famous commentary on painting techniques, but as soon as the word'Cui Meiren' comes out, people only see the beauty, who is willing to reward you with your heart? Words, ponder your high-level theory? What's more, this painting method should not be called Cui Meiren's painting method. It has been perfected by countless painters. The brushwork is different and the painting intention is different. The only difference is that the portrait is vivid."

Tang Bohu sighed: "I first heard about it, it was called Cui Meiren's painting method. Later I heard that it was Ju'anzhai's painting method, but after all, Cui..."

Cui Xie waved his hand, not letting him say the two bad words: "This portrayal of Xiao Zhen's method has long been out of the family, it has become a genre, and it should have an official name. You know me and Juanzhai What do you think about the relationship between the two, I would like to name this genre, called'Photography'?"

Such as Lin Jianzhao, does Xiao mimic his appearance? It would be more appropriate to call it a portrait school.

Tang Bohu raised objections, but asked Master Cui to overpower others, and refused abruptly.

He won't give future generations a chance to save "Cui Meiren Photo Album"!

The author has something to say: "Like a mirror to take a picture, just like a life" is an evaluation of Zeng Jing’s Bochen style painting