Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

After Cui Xie tried enough hard drive functions, he re-opened the "Book of Filial Piety" and checked the deficiencies with the printed copy at hand.

Looking around, he suddenly found a problem——

He knows all these words! And looking at the vertical version of the book full of small annotations, he didn't feel awkward at all. The speed of reading was almost not much slower than when he looked at the simplified Chinese printed text in the horizontal version!

Before he crossed, he rarely read traditional Chinese characters, and he didn't even bother to read the vertical version of the book. Why did he suddenly read it so smoothly? Could this be the instinct of the body, even though the soul is changed, the words that should be known can still be recognized?

What about the memorized book?

Cui Xie looked forward to it, closed the PDF, and recalled the content of the big print that he had just read: the first chapter of the Ming Yi chapter. Zhong Niju, Zeng Zishi. The son said: "The first king had the most virtuous way, so as to keep the world..."

What's next?

He opened the book, skipped a piece of small print and saw the phrase "civilian harmony", turning his mind, he naturally followed "up and down no complaints". After memorizing a few more paragraphs, I encountered the missing part, and rolled my eyes again, and I could continue memorizing again. After turning over so many times, he stumbled and carried the entire book to the end.

It seems that he has not inherited any memory from the original body, and the book has to be memorized by himself.

Fortunately, this body is thirteen or fourteen years old after all, and when the brain is most active, the ability to memorize rote is quite strong. In addition, his soul is already an adult, and his comprehension and concentration are better than a real child. He has learned some ancient Chinese before, and it has gone smoothly when he picked up the book. Go back and follow the Ebbinghaus curve to consolidate it a few times, and do a few more sets of simulation problems, won't you remember it firmly?

There are only four boxes of textbooks and real questions. He has been learning arithmetic and English since kindergarten in his previous life. The textbooks, workbooks and papers he has used for so many years are no more than this!

Cui Xie motivated himself for a while, closed his eyes and started to endorse again. Repeat this two or three times, and feel that it is almost done, so I opened the PDF in my mind and concentrated on memorizing the small print at the back of the text.

I don't know how long it took, the door suddenly "creaked", and it seemed that someone was talking outside the courtyard with a very high voice. He thought it was Cui Yuan who came back, thinking about the hen-like nagging before he left, so he threw himself on the bed, pulled a quilt around him, pretended to be obedient and resting, closed his eyes and continued to endorse.

But the outside voice was getting closer and closer, and he gradually heard that it was not Cui Yuan and his son who came back, but an old couple talking in his yard. Both of them had loud voices, and their voices poured straight into the room, as if they were talking about—

"The old servant of the Cui family only asks us to borrow a personal janitor, to help take care of the small officials, and pick a neat daughter-in-law to come over. You, an old lady, come to see what the young son is doing!"

……Is he so handsome that old ladies come to watch him? But aren't the other traversers all peeping at beautiful little ladies? How come they become old ladies when they change to him?

Knowing that it was not Cui Yuan but a neighbor, he would not pull the quilt anymore, which had to overlap again.

He hurriedly got up and folded the quilt, and he heard the old lady outside shouting: "Cui Xiaoguan is sick in bed, what can a daughter-in-law deserve? I am the mother of the Zhao family, and the old lady...the old lady also often talked with me. , It’s justified that I came to look after the young officials! You don’t have to put on all the newly-made guest clothes, and you have to talk to others. What can you say about the little son of Wenquxing’s next generation and the old village man? of!"

This is the neighbor entrusted by Uncle Yuan, right? That's right... refreshing old man...

He quickly folded the quilt, got up, dusted his clothes, and greeted the guests in the courtyard. In the yard, the two old men stared at each other uprightly. There were two young women behind them, carrying baskets and kettles in their hands, holding the baggage, and snickering behind them.

Cui Xie quickly walked down the steps and greeted him: "Hello, the two old people, the younger Cui Xie, just moved here today. The younger ones should have come to visit, but the old man Youlao and his two sister-in-laws came here in person."

The two old men stopped quarreling immediately and turned to look at him. The four people had eight eyes falling on him, their eyes gleaming, but no one spoke for a long while, staring at him a little at a loss. He put his arm down stiffly, smiled awkwardly, and pointed back to the hall and said, "This is not a place to talk. Please come with me and sit down."

Zhao Yuanwai sighed twice, as if he had come back to his senses, twisting his gray beard and sighed: "You deserve to be the son of the prince of the Beijing official. He has such a decent look. We can't find such a handsome brother in the whole county. ."

Mrs. Zhao is used to quarreling with her husband, and she subconsciously refutes when he hears him: "Don't speak if you can't speak! What can't be found in the county? Isn't the doctor in our county? The lady is married from Fucheng. , But also be the daughter-in-law of our county in those years. Let me say that it is the feng shui aura of our Qian'an that the little officials have such a delicate appearance!"

Said she is the daughter-in-law of Fucheng, that is the old neighbor who knows the original mother. In the future, you can ask about the original mother and grandfather's family. Cui Xie squinted his eyes and smiled: "You are welcome, Madam, we are all neighbors, and we don’t need to be called a big official or a small official, just a junior Cui Xie. The sun is big in the yard. Sit inside."

Zhao Yuanwai's wrinkles were crowded together with a smile, and he kept saying: "Mrs. Yuanwai, if Xiaoxie wants to get close, please call us Zhao Ye and Grandma Zhao."

Cui Xie yelled and invited them into the house.

When Wang Xiucai checked out because of the disaster at his home, he was ashamed of his pocket, so he left part of the tables and chairs he bought while living in the room to cover the rent, so the furniture in the house was complete. Cui Xie greeted the people in the main hall and sat down, trying to pour some water to serve the guests, but the two servants of the Zhao family hurriedly placed the bamboo basket and teapot on the coffee table, and took out a new plate of walnuts from the basket. A plate of pickled pear strips, a plate of red shaguo, a plate of puff pastry, and each of them poured a cup of hot water.

The old lady said with a smile, "Little official...Brother Xiaoxie quickly try it. This is homemade jasmine soup, which you can't buy outside."

Cui Xie picked up the water glass and smelled the fresh scent of jasmine. The water tastes slightly honey, light and sweet. The refreshing breath is soaked in the water, and the mouth is full of lingering fragrance after swallowing it. It feels a bit like modern jasmine honey tea, but the water is pure and transparent. There is no tea smell.

When he first wore it, he thought about selling some delicious food to surprise the people of the Ming Dynasty. As a result, he was amazed by the people of the Ming Dynasty with a sip of water. He took two sips and said, "It smells good, is this made with jasmine? "

Mrs. Zhao said triumphantly: "This is done by pre-coating honey in a tea bowl, buckling the bowl on fresh jasmine, and rinsing it out with water after absorbing the scent. It's not difficult, but in a small place like Qian'an. There are only a few families who can grow the jasmine from the south. There is one in the old lady’s house. If Brother Xiaoxie likes it, I will ask the gardener to share one with you."

Cui Xie smiled and said: "How can I take the thing that grandma loves. Besides, there are only three men in my family, all of whom are careless, afraid that they won't be able to raise such a good flower."

Mrs. Zhao looked around the house and said, "Yes, you have few family members, and I am afraid that you have no time to take care of it. I know a toothwoman with the surname Qian, a good girl who trains. You might as well buy a few people to help you grow flowers. Fetching flowers and plants, serving tea and pouring water, people don’t say red sleeves add fragrance..."

Master Zhao coughed a few times, and said: "What the red sleeves add fragrance, your son is not good at studying, get a little girl to mess with him! Don't use your feminine views to spoil Brother Xiaoxie Everyone in Beijing, you are not allowed to serve with a girl in order to study well!"

Cui Xie quickly picked up the pot to refill the two elderly people, interrupted their quarrel, and said with a wry smile: "I understand the kindness of the old lady, but his father is a clean official in the ministry and his family is extremely strict. As a small servant, Xu Zidi didn't dare to buy people to serve at will. Besides, we didn't bring much money when we came out. We can't ask servants to run some business in the future, and we will have to ask two elderly people to take care of them."

The old couple ignored the quarrel, looked at him in shock and asked, "Really? How could this be? Isn't your master a fifth-grade member? How could your family be a rich man in our county? Become an official but poor?"

Cui Xie really hates to expose the true face of the Langzhong couple. Unfortunately, this era emphasizes "the son never tells the father to pass." If he really tells the truth, others may sympathize with him in person, and he must talk about his unfilial piety behind the scenes.

Moreover, he was a minor and returned with two servants who had no social status. It was easy for people to come to the door. The status of the eldest son of Yuan's son and the son of his unfavored ex-wife are also very different among the five-ranking doctors. If people know that he was abandoned by his father, some people may dare to blackmail and bully him.

He sighed, endured his nausea, and said, "Our two families are neighbors. How is my house? You can see the two walls. I don't want to be a swollen face to fill a fat man, and to support some son-in-law. My father is an official. The price is clean and the price is high. The grandfather and grandmother see that they are still sick in bed today, and there are many younger siblings in the family... Although my family also has some properties, we have to live frugally."

The expressions of the two old men changed when they heard it, and they sighed a few times without knowing what to say.

Cui Xie picked up the pot and flushed them with white water, and said with a smile: "The two elderly people don't have to be so careful, what to say and what to say, just treat each other as your younger children."

Zhao Yuanwai sent out the servants first, and told them not to talk about the family situation of the Cui family.

Looking back at Cui Xie, the tension and restraint on his body was much worse before, but he felt that he was born so pitifully, and his eyebrows were not so bright that people dare not get close.

He smiled kindly: "Don't worry, Xiaoxie, I and the old woman are not too talkative. I will also teach them when the family members turn around. I don’t care if people hear the slightest noise outside. Our family is also old. Affectionate, let’s just say a word of support. From now on, my old man will only treat you as a grandson. If you have money, just talk about it, don’t talk to us."

Cui Xie smiled and said, "Master Zhao is too worried. I only brought two servants and a few cages with me from home. I will definitely have a hard time in the future. How can my neighbors not see it? To be ashamed of being poor, instead of asking people to guess why I am so shabby, it is better to make it clear, so as not to ask people behind to guess and guess.