Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

The next day when the **** crowed, it was bright, and the reddish sunlight was shining on the bed through the translucent window paper, and it was shining on Cui Xie's eyelids.

He opened his eyes, fixedly looked at the black hole on the ceiling for a while, opened the quilt and sat up. From today on, he will study hard, and can go to school when he has reviewed the knowledge he has mastered.

I went to school for 16 years in my previous life, and the time I went to school has been older than this body, so I have to learn from the beginning in this life.

Cui Xie sighed and got out of the bed. She changed into the jade-colored straight body she put on the smoker's cage last night, and washed with cold water in the water tank. In the Ming Dynasty, there were also pill-shaped soaps, bristles toothbrushes, dentifrices made of spices and medicinal materials, but they did not foam much, and they felt less clean than foamed. But he is not a person who cares about subtle feelings very much, and after a few days he has adapted.

Washing up gently, pour the remaining water into the weeds by the courtyard, tie up his hair against the water tank, and put on a net towel, and he immediately became a standard Ming scholar.

He touched the hair bun, walked to the bookcase with satisfaction, took out the original copy of the "Four Books" and read it once, carve it into PDF and save it in the hard disk, then set the four treasures of the study on the kang table, kneeling by the table , And write stroke by stroke according to the PDF floating in front of you.

As it was written, there was a crisp bell ringing outside, and rapid footsteps quickly sounded in the other room. But Cui Yuan ran out wearing short clothes, said something at the door, brought in a water truck, and the two poured water in the yard, filling the big tank under the kitchen.

In modern times, there were water delivery workers carrying water towers, and there were also people in the Ming Dynasty who drove carts to bring water into the courtyard. Ancient life was not as troublesome as expected.

After the waterwheel left, various sounds gradually sounded outside the courtyard. Some sell soy milk and tofu, some sell fruit fillings, mince pastry, some sell steamed dumplings, shaomai, cooking cakes, meat buns, some sell noodle soup, some sell offal soup, some sell sweet-scented osmanthus porridge of……

Cui Yuan brought a few things in. Although it is not as exquisite as in the Cui family, there are many tricks, and each family has a secret recipe, which smells tangy. When I walked in, I saw that Cui Xie was already standing by the bed and writing, so he called Pengyan to get up, and while holding him in early, let him eat while it was hot.

In Cui's house, the master ate first, and the servant ate the leftovers. Cui Xie couldn't change their habits for a while, so he picked up a few shaomai and crab meat buns, and filled a bowl of sweet porridge to eat, but the others were neat and tidy. When he finished eating, Cui Yuan withdrew and went to the kitchen to eat with his son.

Soon after, the craftsman who cleaned the well knocked on the door, set up a bracket on the edge of the well, and prepared to work. Cui Yuan warmed up the leftovers earlier and shared them with them. He poured a few bowls of wine for them to drink to warm up, so as not to freeze when going down the well.

Taojing is a major event for the family. The neighbors knew yesterday that the young master of Jinshidi had moved back. People from Zhao Yuanwai's family also helped spread the news that his house was going to buy water, and naturally they would follow them.

Zhao Yuan’s family was the closest to them, the first to know them, and the closest relationship, so naturally they wanted to help. Zhao Yuanwai personally brought two male servants over and asked the servants to help with ropes and sticks. He himself pulled Cui Xie and invited him to his home as a guest because it was too messy and affected his study.

Cui Yuan also persuaded: "The house is dirty and messy. Later, the mud will come out from the bottom of the well. The yard is full of smells, which is not good for the body. The young master first go to the old man Zhao’s house and sit outside. Don’t ask us to work. I still care about you."

Member Zhao said with a smile on his face: "A Cui can rest assured, our old couple will take care of your young master properly. Bring the books he wants to read, and wait for my grandson to come back from school. Talk about sage articles."

Cui Yuan was so excited that he thanked him again and again, wishing he could immediately throw the young master over the wall, and asked Zhao Gaolin, who was studying, to come back and explain the sage books to him.

The neighbors and family members who came to help also said: "You can just go there with peace of mind, you don't have to worry about working here. With so many people staring at me, it's not a waste to pick up a well."

He took the inkstone in to pack his books and the Four Treasures of the study, wishing to bring him all the boxes containing the books to Zhao's house. Cui Xie is still quite sensible, knowing that he can't see people with this handwriting, so he doesn't want to write there, so he just asks him to take two copies of "Four Books, Chapters and Annotations" to go with him, so as to take advantage of this time to read and copy. Check the version.

When he arrived at Zhao's house, Pengyan was led to the concierge to drink tea by his servants, but Cui Xie was taken into the back house by Zhao. Mrs. Zhao waited for him in the upper room with his daughter-in-law. As soon as she entered the door, she asked people to serve a four-color diamond-shaped dessert, and made him a flat-looking hot water.

He thought it was still jasmine soup, and took a sip, but it was not the smell of the last time, but it was cold and sweet, with the taste like mint tea, but the aroma was more special and strong.

The old lady said triumphantly: "This is the dust-free soup that my daughter-in-law ordered by herself. When Xiaoxie first arrived in Qian'an, he sipped the dust-free soup and treated it as a dust-free soup."

Cui Xie couldn't help but exclaimed: "I have never eaten such a refreshing soup at home. Auntie is really smart. It's no wonder that the two brothers can study and go to school at a young age, inheritance... you know when you see a few elders. The future of Brother Brother is boundless."

Member Zhao smiled triumphantly and waved his hand and said: "My grandson Ying Shi is still a bit smarter, but Ying Lin is not. He is still studying in the county town. I don't know if he will be successful in the future."

Madam Zhao also said modestly: "I just want them to be safe, but I don't dare to think so far. If Xiaoxie tastes this soup, he can eat more. When your family has a dinner, our mother-in-law will make it again. Some real soup dishes are delivered over."

The old lady nodded and said: "My son asked Dejiu Tower in Dongguan, Jiuheshun and Jingwei Tower in Dongjie to find a cook. These restaurants are all good at making Beijing dishes, and there will be news within a day or two. , Brother Xiaoxie, look at the line up."

Cui Xie smiled and said: "Then hurry up and not hurry up. When we finish the well and water is convenient, we must invite your neighbors to come to our house as guests. But I am young and have nothing to do, so I don’t know what to invite. Don’t post, and I don’t know how to write that post."

If he had to write, he would have to be seriously injured and weak for two more days and let Cui Yuan and his son ghostwriter.

Member Zhao patted the table outside and acted as the master for his grandson: "Let Ying Lin please! What kind of post you want, these scholar Ying Lin at the door of our house will recognize it, and he will come when he goes to school."

Madam Zhao and You Rongyan did not say anything about her son's popularity in school, and Mr. Lin liked him too. Boasting and boasting that he was abducted somehow to his son's eldest son, he should be married to his wife, what is the difference in the marriage customs of people in Jingli... After seven turns and eight turns, he abducted to Cui Xie and asked him if his family had booked him for him. Dear, what kind of girl do you like.

People who like to go to college, modern people, it makes sense to me.

Cui Xie lowered his head and pretended to say shyly: "This kind of thing is arranged by my parents. Besides, I don't have a reputation yet. What do I want to do?"

Madam Zhao showed a regretful and unwilling look. The old lady caught a glimpse and patted her daughter-in-law's hand lightly and said, "Brother Xiaoxie came to our house to study quietly, but we bothered him about these domestic women. So long is enough. Xiaochunxiang, you take Master Cui to the East Study."

He said that he smiled at Cui Xie: "Brother Xiao Xie, I'm old, so I'm just a little bit jumbled, don't you see if you are delayed? There is a quiet study in my east courtyard. You go to study there, don't call that group The sound of work disturbs you."

Madam Zhao had no choice but to get up and send it off. Zhao Yuanwai said, "Don't send it away from your wife's family. I will take the little son to Yingshi's study."

Cui Xie said in astonishment: "But the big brother who is studying in Fucheng? How can I borrow his study? That Taojing's voice is not loud, I didn't hear anything since I entered the courtyard. Zhao Ye gave me whatever he wanted. Just arrange a guest room and I will bring the book myself."

Member Zhao said: "What kind of hospitality is that called. Brother Xiaoxie just follow me, distant relatives are not as good as neighbors. For nothing, it is his study and his bedroom. What's the big deal for you to sleep for two days! "

Speaking of it, he suddenly felt that the idea was good, and he smiled and said, "Just do it. Ying Shi usually studies in the house, and he can come back for two days on the Mid-Autumn Festival. Your house hasn't been repaired yet, so it's better to stay here for two days... …Tell your A Cui to come and sleep at night. Our yard is bigger and can be opened. You can go back when the house is repaired."

Regardless of whether Cui Xie agreed or not, he smiled and pulled him into the study room of the Dongkua Yard. He pointed to the bookshelf and the boxes below and said: "Those are the books that your brother Yingshi used before. You can read them. Ask your Xiaopengyan to come over and serve, and you will treat it as your own home and don't be restrained."

He was afraid of disturbing Cui Xie's studies, so he went out without saying a few words, and then asked someone to find Pangyan to come and serve. The Cui family's adopted mother, Xiao Chunxiang, brought the four-color snacks she had eaten before, but the drink was replaced with cool sweet-scented osmanthus syrup. It is said that a cup of reading and reading can relieve irritability, and their little son loves this.

With the host’s enthusiasm, Cui Xie gradually got used to the neighborhood atmosphere of the Ming Dynasty. The guest was casual, and he sat calmly at the desk in the guest room and read. However, he hasn't touched the bookcase of Young Master Zhao's. Instead, he opened the "Four Books, Chapters and Sentences" he brought with him, and he clearly engraved them into the hard disk.

After all, there are only two thin volumes of the Four Books, and it won't take a whole morning to read it in detail. After reading it, he threw the book to the inkstone, let him watch to relieve his boredom, closed his eyes, and read the PDF word by word in a low voice.

"University Chapters". Big, old Yintai...

These commentaries were too long and inserted too frequently, making the whole piece of the article fragmented, and I forgot what the previous sentence was when I saw the original text of the next sentence. When you go home, you still have to copy a copy of the original text and compare it with a translation. At least the original text should be sorted down. Otherwise, the efficiency will be too low.

While he was trying to get acquainted with the book, someone knocked on the door of the study, and Xiao Chunxiang yelled anxiously from outside, "Young Master Cui, something happened to your house. Someone from Beijing told you Cui Yuan quarreled."

Holding the book in the inkstone's hand "pop" fell to the ground, and said palely: "It won't be the master..."

"If the master is here, your father won't be able to fight with them. Since the master is not here..." Cui Xie shook his hand and stood up calmly: "Don't worry, I am here."