Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

The gifts given by the commander Wang were all the officials of the Five Army’s capital and military department. Naturally, it was not just a matter of sending people to Beijing. As the eldest son, Prince Wang was enough to represent his father, and he had to personally send this gift to the provinces.

It was the second half of the twelfth lunar month when the group officially entered Beijing. There was a blizzard in the capital and surrounding states and counties. The canal was frozen and it was possible to ride by. He drove into the capital from Dongzhimen in that heavy snow.

The flying snow is like a thin curtain covering the eyes. There are very few pedestrians on the official road. The surrounding businesses and people are not closed. The beggars are huddling in the doorway and other shelters, hoping that the heavy snow that is enough to fall will stop soon. under. In the heavy snow, there was a horse riding team walking in the snow, accompanied by the horses neighing, and passed them in a blink of an eye.

Wang Xiangzhen opened the curtains and looked out, his sight was also blocked by snow flakes, and he couldn't see who was passing by. So he simply rang the carriage and called the soldiers who followed outside to ask: "Who is running in such heavy snow?"

The soldier pressed his body to the cold window frame and said in a low voice, "The one in red and white cotton armor, I want to be Jinyiwei."

Jin Yiwei? This official road into Beijing, in such weather, really only Jinyiwei can fly horses. I don't know which guard station it belongs to, but the weather is bad, otherwise I can still make friends with Xie Qianhu.

He sighed and drew the curtains to move on, but he didn't know that someone in the Jinyiwei who had just passed by asked, "Who owns the team just now? Why did he risk such heavy snow to enter Beijing?"

A school lieutenant behind him replied: "I came to Beijing to give gifts. The boxes of the cars behind have the words'Xingtun Youwei Commander King'."

The questioner nodded and sighed with a smile: "The heavy snow is driving the convoy on the road, Command Wang is really passionate. I don't know who is lucky enough to have his family come and post."

A man in a red dress next to him said, "I'm looking forward to his sending him to Huaining Hou Mansion. It's a pity that the father of the family knows Jinyiwei, not the post-junction capital. The royal commander's Li 80% can't reach my house."

"Why?" The man turned his head, glanced at the Wang's motorcade through the wind and snow, and asked with a smile but a smile: "Is there anything I can't get, I want to move to Ann and other small county guards to send it out? "

"Xie Qianhu went to Jiujiang for a few months, and he only looked after the emperor, but didn't know what was happening in Beijing?" Huaining Marquis son Sun Yingjue rubbed his nose and said happily, "Qian'an over there. There was a Cui Meiren, who made good drawing paper. The beauty on the paper was like a drawing, and the color was as raw and vivid on the paper. She also printed a colorful embroidered book, and the four beautiful ladies in the book printed that The beauties on the beauty note are all romantic and passionate..."

He babbled endlessly, wishing to show those beauties alive. Xie Ying shook his head and smiled and reminded him: "The world is careful to watch the road. It is not stubborn to fall in this snowy day."

Only then did Sun Yingjue look up at the road, but he didn't think anything serious, but asked him: "Didn't you go to Qian'an in August? Didn't you hear of any famous beauties in Qian'an? Suddenly a Cui beauty appeared. Could it be that she moved out of town?"

Choi Meiren...

He had met a man named Cui in Qian'an. If he said he looked good... but that man who was arrogant, loyal and upright, wouldn't he be the beauty that Sun Shizi thought of?

He shook his head and said with a smile: "When Father Gao and I went there, I had never heard of any beauty making papers. Perhaps it was just the merchant who gave me a name at will, so that people would buy papers for this fancy name? The elder son should go back to Beizhen Fusi with me and hand in the account book of the Jiujiang Liangchaoguan, and then go home and enjoy the beauty with peace of mind."

The team that passed by on the road, not long after Xie Ying threw it behind his head, and turned to concentrate on handling the excessive collection of official grains in Jiujiang Prefecture. Chaoguan randomly deducted the grain boats for extortion. As a result, several autumn grain boats encountered storms and capsized. Jiangzhong's case.

It wasn't until the recent years that he saw the caravan of Xingtun Youwei again, and he remembered the encounter that day. However, this trip was no longer a meeting of the middle road. The convoy stopped outside the gate of Xie's mansion, and the servants unloaded things from the car, seeming to be sent to his mansion.

Unexpectedly, he said casually on the road, "I don't know who is lucky enough to be given a gift from his house." Today, conductor Wang's festival gift was delivered to his own door.

But he had no friendship with the people of Xingtun Youwei. He was a former Jinyiwei household, and there was nothing worthy of the command of the Sanpinwei. If there is a person in Qian'an who is talking with him on the courtesy, it should be...

"Cui Xie."

When Wang Xiangzhen met, he stood up and practiced military etiquette. He smiled and said, "Cui Xie is a brother who is here. I heard that I was coming to Beijing to give a festival gift a few days ago, so I begged me to give a gift to the thousands of adults on his behalf. A gift. I also admire the adults for a long time. I have been a villain today. I came here uninvited. I hope to forgive me."

He was afraid that Xie Qianhu could no longer remember Cui Xie’s name, so he added: "My lord should still remember my Cui brother, he is the son of Cui Langzhong of the Hubei, that is, a few months ago, the adult and the father-in-law came to our house. The righteous man from County Jingbiao."

The corner of Xie Ying's mouth was slightly raised, and she smiled softly: "Of course I remember. It was the watch I personally invited for him. How can I not remember."

When they were at the Tongzhou Inn, it was their Jinyiwei who had gone on a business trip to get the little boy in. He almost ended up with him in order to kill the demon. After Cui Xie was saved, he didn't even hold any grudges at all, and he always thought about him as a savior, always wanting to thank him.

He grew up in Jin Yiwei and was accustomed to the world, and he had never seen such a gentle and pure person who was thinking about answering others when he had nothing. But if Cui Xierou is good enough to be deceived, he was also spineless when Bailian taught Xu Zushi's knife, and he could also be defeated by thunderous means against the servant of the betrayer...

This may be the so-called gentleman.

He couldn't be such a person himself, and he didn't want to see such a gentleman being bullied by others, so he tried his best to ask for an imperial decree for the other party to protect him for one or two. Now it seems that what he did before is still useful. That Young Master Cui seems to be doing well?

Wang Xiangzhen set up his friendship, gave gifts, and left Xie's mansion with satisfaction. Xie Ying asked someone to carry down the gift he gave, leaving the small box alone. When you opened it, it was a scroll of paintings, a book, and a box of small notes printed with flowers, fruits, musical instruments, and fun. . All the things on the paper were color-printed, as exquisitely painted, which made him think of the Cui Meiren'er paper mentioned by Hou Shizi in Huaining.

This Choi will not be Petri?

However, he met Cui Xie twice and never heard of what he would make. Maybe he just bought it in the store. That book was not a well-printed book, but a collection of transcripts neatly copied on lustful pads. It was a collection of pairs of sentences from the four books, which was quite elegant and interesting for literati.

Last time he said that he wanted Young Master Cui to learn poem and composition well, did he send this saint's writing?

The corner of Xie Ying's lips smiled deeper. After flipping through the collection of opposites, she opened the last scroll in the box. The bright and dazzling figures almost jumped out of the paper. At first sight, he saw the three words "Cui Meiren" flashing in his mind-only this kind of painting can be regarded as "colors like life, vivid on paper" Eight characters.

Could it be Young Master Cui who asked his name to be a beauty and set up a book printing shop? When I look back, I should get some beauty papers to see if the same person did it.

He settled down and took a few more glances before he recognized that the person in the painting was himself.

The person in the painting is very similar to him, but more handsome and expensive than him, with a gentle smile at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. The facial features and body may be different because they are portraits, but the expressions and vibes are all exquisite, as if they were cut out of a mirror and spread out on paper, spreading his photographs there.

Xie Ying looked at the figure in the painting for a long time, then moved her gaze to the inscription, and saw that it was written "Thirteenth of the Twelfth Lunar Year of the Renyin Year of Chenghua, Cui Xie painted in Ju'anzhai", and a small seal of the red seal underneath it The four characters "Cui Xie's Seal".

Sure enough, the little boy painted it himself. But they only met two sides in half a year, and each time they parted in a hurry, how could Cui Xie remember him so clearly?

Is it a natural unforgettable thing, or is it just a strong impression of him?

Xie Ying held up the scroll and looked at it carefully. In the painting, the brocade guards in fresh clothes and angry horses, and the pavilions and streets partially covered by clouds in the background are not visible. His gaze seemed to fall across the painting to the face of the young man he met in Tongzhou five months ago, and he re-threw in his mind those bright eyes with a sunny day and a delicate face with a little childishness.

Boys and females are also considered the second best in the examination room. It's just that he is still young and I don't know what he will look like when he enters Beijing in the future.

He closed his eyes, called the long follower Xie Shan who had been guarding the house, asked him to take a look at the portrait, and asked, "Is this the character on Cui Meiren's paper?"

Xie Shan stood there for a while, until he scrolled up the picture and didn't recover. After waking up, he said, "Where are there! Such paintings can be compared to the paper sold outside! Such a comparison, Cui Meiren is at most his sister, not comparable to his methods!"

His younger sister is in Jingli, just an ordinary woman, how can she make any paper?

Xie Ying was lazy to listen to his nonsense, and then asked: "Has the wine recipe given by Master Cui been tried out?"

Xie Shan replied: "Not yet. The recipe was ordered by the master, and the master must stare at the small ones. It seems that the last steaming and brewing is still short, and it will take a few years to get it. One more brew will get February. Lord, do you want to pay back the gift of the king? We still have a few jars of soju from the south that are good shochu from the south. Should we load a cart for them?"

Xie Ying said indifferently: "His family's Li Yi just goes back, don't ask me. After the New Year, you will go to Qian'an for me and give Young Master Cui something."

Xie Shan replied and asked, "But also give soju? Either give some affordable, not small talkers. Looking at this gift box and things, that young master Cui doesn't seem to be able to live a life."

Xie Ying shook his head and smiled: "Count your noises. Don't give away the shochu. He is still young, and he can't eat any wine. You only take a few jars of wine from the South Pacific and two big red silks. Let’s have a few hams, salted meats, chicken and cured goose from the south..."

However, what Cui Xie gave him were self-made paintings, calligraphy, and paper, and he only returned mundane pyrotechnic things without showing his heart. He looked down at the portrait, and suddenly remembered that the white inside was too hard, too floating, and not shiny enough, so he said: "He is a painter, and he needs some good paint. You go to the market to buy some mica... …No, buy a few kilograms of all kinds of paint and send them along with five white silk."

Xie Shanchui responded and praised it smoothly: "Young Master Cui's painting skills are very rare. If the emperor sees it, he can even enter the Wensi Academy as a deputy!"

Xie Ying shook her head: "That's what a good reputation is for an official. They are talented people who can get the first place in the imperial examination, so I don't have to be a painter. Don't say such things outside in the future. These paintings and calligraphy will also be taken into the study for me And store it securely."

Xie Shan replied, carefully put away the box, and went out to prepare the present.

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After the prince entered Beijing, Cui Xie also asked the guy to set the car into Beijing. Although he didn't want to give gifts to the Cui family's parents, he still had to give something to his grandparents who raised and took care of him, so that the elderly would know that he was still thinking about them.

It's a pity that he didn't have time to print any serious books in his store, and it was too late now. He bought two very finely printed "Diamond Sutras", and used comic pens to draw the Guanyin Bodhisattva based on the original form of Mr. Zuo Daying in the TV series "Journey to the West" on the frontispiece of the TV series "Journey to the West". Twelve taels of sesame oil were offered, and the senior monk was asked to add the names of two old people to the scriptures and make offerings in front of the Buddha.

Only these two intentional gifts, plus some local hazel, chestnut, walnut and other nuts, a few baskets of red and red pears that have been preserved from the early autumn to the present, and some game products sold by the mountain people, can also be regarded as a generous festival gift Up.

Cui Yuan also persuaded him to prepare something separately for his father and Mrs. Xu-even small things like pen and ink, ornaments, etc., make people choose not to make mistakes.

Cui Xie thought about the current social ethos, so he had no choice but to choose a set of four treasures of the study for Cui Langzhong, and a fake black silver ornament made of white copper to Mrs. Xu, and then wiped all the food that he was going to send.

Cui Yuan looked at the four courtesies alone, and couldn't help but persuade: "It doesn't look good to take it back like this, even if the young master adds more? The family knows we got the bookstore..."

Cui Xie interrupted him and asked, "When I was at home, how did I celebrate the New Year?"

Cui Yuan glanced at him wonderingly, but still said in detail: "That is to give away some small things from outside. The old lady, the old lady and the master, the lady, the second young master, the third young master and the second girl each have one. , And the young masters and girls of the Xu family can also get some. The elders will naturally be given a red envelope, and the young masters and girls will naturally give it to you."

Cui Xie sneered: "Look, the family still had monthly allowances and new year's money given to me in previous years. Naturally, I have contact with each other. I am not at home this year, and the whole family is not like such a person in the family. I can think of them already. Shouli, can you still squeeze out the silver from the bookstore to give them all?"

He meant to add another piece of white paper to the younger brother, and the younger sister wrapped up two taels of silver and handed it to the clerk.

He didn't bother to run for this thing, and was hurt by the Cui family when the disaster happened. He didn't want to see the cold face of his servant's servant, and his expression was a little embarrassing.

Cui Xie told him to close the door, beckoned to him, and said in his ear: "This trip allows you to enter Beijing. Apart from sending things to my grandparents, I mainly want you to go to Tongzhou. I am in Tongzhou. Master Mengzhizhou and a Master Liu took care of them, and they stayed in the Chengxi Inn for many days. You gave me some paper and "Lianfanglu" for each of these houses. Thanks for their love of taking care of them in the past. It's also good to take advantage of their connections to stand firm in Tongzhou and slowly move our business into Beijing."

The guy got up and replied: "I can handle this and I will definitely live up to the son's request!"

Although by the end of the year, their paper and books were selling better, Cui Xie had already made up the gift-giving idea, and since the twelfth lunar month, he kept a dozen or twenty sets a day. Now there are more than 200 sets in the family, enough to give to the benefactors in Tongzhou.

That Fu Zhizhou is a proud person, and he may not accept his gift, but Master Liu should still be willing to associate with him. He also wanted to make friends with Master Liu. In the future years of scientific examinations, he would be able to ask Master Liu to be the editor-in-chief to help them produce a collection of the past years.

Mr. Ji took a trip to the capital with his books, drawing notes and local specialties, and came back at Nian Gener with passion. When I went there was a car full of gifts, and when I came back, it was also a full car gift. Both Yan Yuanwai and Master Liu from Tongzhou Inn gave a lot of special products and expressed their willingness to help them with the line, so that Zhirong Study can open a semicolon in Tongzhou, or sell them on behalf of them. .

Fu Zhizhou refused to accept the gift, and gave him a couplet to encourage learning, writing: "The rich and the impermanent, the boy should not forget the poor and the poor; the sage can learn, but the sage can learn, but the poems and books."

When Mr. Ji took out this gift, his face was a little embarrassed. Cui Xie was very used to his cold style and sighed: "Fu Zhizhou is really a gentleman of Geng Jie. Hang this couplet in the hall, I will have to look at it every day, lest After earning a little money, I feel sloppy and don’t want to study well."

Everyone remembered his hard-study of staying in bed all day long, and they didn't know how hard he wanted to be. Holding Yantian by his side every day, knowing the best of his life, he couldn't bear to persuade: "It's okay for Big Brother to rest for two days during the big festival. Will there be 433 days before the county test?"

...... How does this kid talk, is this persuading others to rest? After hearing the number of days, they all want to send their boss to the study!

The author has something to say: riches and nobles are impermanent, the kid should not forget the poor and the poor; the sages can learn, but the door is clean but the poetry

It is a couplet hung by Jiang Shiquan in the Qing Dynasty. The original text is: "Wealth and wealth are impermanent, so don't forget the poor and the poor; the sages can learn, but I am clear but read poetry and books"